Chapter Fourteen: Un-scheduled Meal
'He's so tall! He is also so nice. Why does he care if I'm hungry or not? He did the same thing to me last night! How odd this man is, oh well. As long as I'm staying here I might as well do as they say. Man, it feels awkward! I'd better find a home soon, I don't want to be here for very long.' I thought as I followed him calmly. He led me down the hard wood stairs quietly. As soon as we got downstairs, I stopped and listened; it was quiet. It was so quiet, I could hear Tala's breathing.
He motioned for me to continue following him, and so I did as he instructed. He led me into the room right next to the stairs. He led me down the hallway quietly. The walls were still the same creamy color all the way down the hallway. The flooring all throughout the house was hard wood. As I looked down at it, I realized that the flooring was the same kind of red looking wood that made up Tala's door. Eventually, we came out of the creamy hallway. We then entered what looked to be the kitchen area.
The kitchen had hard wood flooring of the same texture as the rest of the house. The counter tops had a mix of red's and browns to bring out the red in the wood. A black stove with a completely flat top was placed right against the wall closest to us right now. The cupboards were the same red and brown color with black knobs to open them up. The fridge was across from the stove, the fridge was black as well. The sink was down from us, it was black as well. There were cupboards on top of the counter that hung down from the ceiling. There was a gap where the wall should have been beside the fridge, so it showed the next room beside it.
The room beside it consisted of a large black table with various chairs and couches surrounding it. There were random books in Russian and other languages on top of the table. On one of the creamy walls was a black clock that read it's numbers in Russian. A black book case lay on the far corner of the room holding many books. Beside it was a large, black, flat screen TV. 'Wow, this place is really dark isn't it? They probably did it themselves or something like that. I wonder what they're rooms look like? Probably dark and creepy or something. Is there a computer in this house? It's so big! But it's so empty as well, poor them. You know, if I end up joining their team, maybe I could live here longer! They'd be like brother's! Too cool, but somewhat creepy. Imagine Tala as my brother!' I started laughing quietly to myself at the randomness of my thoughts. Tala looked at me as I did that; I guess he was accustomed to the silence of the house. I stopped laughing after a little bit, and my face turned slightly pink. Tala smiled faintly as I avoided eye contact a little bit.
Tala moved past me, and farther into the kitchen. I slowly calmed myself down, and gathered enough calmness about myself to look back up at him. His back was turned to me as he went over to the black sink. He then turned around and leaned against the black sink. He raised a single eyebrow at me, but I didn't get the message. 'What does that mean? does it mean am I done, or what?' I stood there in the kitchen with a blank stare pasted onto my face. The silence filled the air again as we stood there staring at each other. He sighed and closed his icy blue eyes. He then crossed his arms across his chest while leaning against the counter in front of the sink.
As I was staring at him calmly, I failed to notice the rest of the Blitzkriegboys coming up from behind me. They stopped, and stood there calmly, waiting for me to move away. Tala opened his icy blue eyes, and nodded to them. My confused expression said it all for me. "The rest of the team is behind you, Kiko chan." Tala said calmly to me. My icy eyes grew wide slightly. I quickly shuffled over so that the rest of them can go into the kitchen. As they walked passed me, Ian gave me a quick glance, and then walked into the room beside the kitchen with all the chairs. He sat down on one of the black leather chairs calmly, and never said a word. Bryan and Spencer leaned against the counter beside Tala calmly. After a few minutes of leaning, they walked past me and into the room where Ian was. None of them said a word to me, which was fine by me. 'They all seem to tired and cold today; I wonder why.' Tala came towards me calmly, and said quietly to me in slow Russian, " Kiko chan, what do you usually eat for breakfast?" I gave him a surprised glance, and he noticed it. He kept his steady icy blue gaze on me, until I answered him.
"Um, I usually don't eat first thing in the morning." He nodded to me, and raised an eyebrow to me. Seeming to ask if I wanted to eat this morning. I slowly shook my head to him. He nodded, and walked past me into the other room. He sat down on one of the black leather chairs. I stared at him as he left quietly. He seemed to notice it, and glanced back at me. As he did so, I turned my gaze away from him quickly. 'I know that I'm hungry, but I also know that if I eat now I'll get sick later on today.' As I stood in the kitchen thinking, the Blitzkriegboys were looking at me thoughtfully. The then turned their gaze away from me, and moved closer towards the table whispering things in Russian, but it was so quiet, and I was lost in my own thoughts, that I didn't get a chance to listen in to them.