***Seek first chapter for disclaimer!***
Chapter 2
I had about an hour and a half before Reana would be at the South Gate of Chinatown. I figured it would take about half an hour to lug this specimen to the gate. I checked about how heavy he was and tried to figure out the best way to carry him so he didn't look unconscious.
"Are you sure you're not just asleep. Cause if you are I'll never forgive you for making me drag you around the place," I spoke to the limp body, not expecting a reply but rather hoping for one.
"I guess you really are out of it. But then look at me I'm practically speaking to myself!"
While I spoke to myself I had positioned him under my arms so it looked like I was hugging him. I tried to walk like that. It was difficult but manageable.
"Thank God you don't weigh two hundred pounds."
Still having about half an hour of free time I gently put him back down, away from the garbage, and sat down next to him. I inspected his blue hair, which for some reason had bangs that stuck up. Very peculiar, but adorable. He had some longer hair that was pulled back into an elastic, and the rest of the hair was like a crew cut.
Deciding to stop starring at him, due to feeling awkward, I stared blankly into the brick wall in front of me.
"What did I get myself into," I though out loud, "Sure I can take him home with me but then what will I do? Will he stay with me or does he have a home to go back to? Or was Reana right about him being a bum. And if he is will he want to come back here anyway. I guess I kind of want to live with someone but this is so rash. What if he's a complete FREAK??? *sigh* Or maybe he's just a sweetheart who's looking to be with someone too."
I guess the insanity was getting to me, what with the whole talking to myself in a dark alleyway thing. I looked down at me watch and it was just about time to leave so I got up. I looked down at him one more time before I dragged him up into the same position as before. I began to walk slowly with the big lug in my hands. It felt kind of good to have someone beside me.
I pushed those thoughts aside. Why was I always so hopeful when I would only hurt myself in the end. He would probably leave sometime tomorrow when he was conscious and felt better.
I was shortly out of the alleyway and I headed towards the South Gate hoping that Reana would arrive when I got there. It took at least twenty minutes to painfully drag the man to the end of the street.
"Damnit she's not here yet!"
I soon shoved my foot in my mouth seeing as how she arrived about five seconds after I said that. She pulled up and got out of the car to help me.
"Thank you soo much Reana!"
I wanted to hug her so badly for going through all this trouble because of my stupid idea but then I realized that I already had something preoccupying my hands.
"Don't worry about it," she said as she opened the back door to her car.
She helped me slide him into the back seat and then took her place at the wheel while I buckled him and made him look like he was asleep. After I thought it looked believable and comfortable I took my own place in the front, next to Reana.
She started up the car and headed for home.
"So what are you gonna do with him?"
"What do you mean by that!!!" I accused.
"Not in that sense! I mean what are you gonna do about him?" she rephrased the question.
"I'm not sure yet. I was thinking of naming him and getting a pretty blue leash for him. It would match his hair."
She gave me a downright dirty look. One, which obviously didn't last long, seeing as how she had to watch the road.
"Seriously!"
"I'm not entirely sure. He'll probably want to go home as soon as he regains consciousness," I mumbled with obvious disappointment in my voice.
"Well I guess we'll see tomorrow then."
"We?"
"Well I sure as hell am not leaving you alone with him!"
"Thanks, yet again!"
"No prob. Now let's just enjoy the ride home k," she reassured as she turned the radio on and tuned it to my favorite station.
Within half an hour we were back at my place, and she helped me drag him to my apartment. Let me tell you I could have almost kissed the elevator seeing as how I lived on the thirteenth floor. Way too many steps I assure you.
I skillfully opened my lock with my left hand, considering my right hand was occupied. We dragged him into my living room and plopped him onto the couch. I tried to make it as comfortable as possible for him and then drew a blanket over top of him.
"Ahh, finally!" I sighed in relief.
"Tell me about it. So where will I sleep?"
"You can sleep on my bed. I have a mattress under my bed I can sleep on so we should be fine. I guess we should turn in. I'm really sleepy. Oh and help yourself to the kitchen whenever you want," I said as I walked into the washroom to brush my teeth, while she headed for the kitchen.
Once I was done in the bathroom I changed into a pair of blue pajamas, which were just shorts and a sleeveless made out of really soft material.
I pulled the mattress from under my bed and stole one of the pillows from off my bed. Then went back into the washroom and searched the closet, to grab a blanket for myself.
My bed was ready and I was ready for it. I got myself comfortable and Reana soon walked into the room and hopped over me onto her bed for the night.
"Goodnight Reana!"
"*Yawn* Goodnight," she mumbled, apparently more tired than me.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow would be an interesting day.
*** So good, bad, somewhere in between? Is it worthy of continuation? Tell me what you think.***
Chapter 2
I had about an hour and a half before Reana would be at the South Gate of Chinatown. I figured it would take about half an hour to lug this specimen to the gate. I checked about how heavy he was and tried to figure out the best way to carry him so he didn't look unconscious.
"Are you sure you're not just asleep. Cause if you are I'll never forgive you for making me drag you around the place," I spoke to the limp body, not expecting a reply but rather hoping for one.
"I guess you really are out of it. But then look at me I'm practically speaking to myself!"
While I spoke to myself I had positioned him under my arms so it looked like I was hugging him. I tried to walk like that. It was difficult but manageable.
"Thank God you don't weigh two hundred pounds."
Still having about half an hour of free time I gently put him back down, away from the garbage, and sat down next to him. I inspected his blue hair, which for some reason had bangs that stuck up. Very peculiar, but adorable. He had some longer hair that was pulled back into an elastic, and the rest of the hair was like a crew cut.
Deciding to stop starring at him, due to feeling awkward, I stared blankly into the brick wall in front of me.
"What did I get myself into," I though out loud, "Sure I can take him home with me but then what will I do? Will he stay with me or does he have a home to go back to? Or was Reana right about him being a bum. And if he is will he want to come back here anyway. I guess I kind of want to live with someone but this is so rash. What if he's a complete FREAK??? *sigh* Or maybe he's just a sweetheart who's looking to be with someone too."
I guess the insanity was getting to me, what with the whole talking to myself in a dark alleyway thing. I looked down at me watch and it was just about time to leave so I got up. I looked down at him one more time before I dragged him up into the same position as before. I began to walk slowly with the big lug in my hands. It felt kind of good to have someone beside me.
I pushed those thoughts aside. Why was I always so hopeful when I would only hurt myself in the end. He would probably leave sometime tomorrow when he was conscious and felt better.
I was shortly out of the alleyway and I headed towards the South Gate hoping that Reana would arrive when I got there. It took at least twenty minutes to painfully drag the man to the end of the street.
"Damnit she's not here yet!"
I soon shoved my foot in my mouth seeing as how she arrived about five seconds after I said that. She pulled up and got out of the car to help me.
"Thank you soo much Reana!"
I wanted to hug her so badly for going through all this trouble because of my stupid idea but then I realized that I already had something preoccupying my hands.
"Don't worry about it," she said as she opened the back door to her car.
She helped me slide him into the back seat and then took her place at the wheel while I buckled him and made him look like he was asleep. After I thought it looked believable and comfortable I took my own place in the front, next to Reana.
She started up the car and headed for home.
"So what are you gonna do with him?"
"What do you mean by that!!!" I accused.
"Not in that sense! I mean what are you gonna do about him?" she rephrased the question.
"I'm not sure yet. I was thinking of naming him and getting a pretty blue leash for him. It would match his hair."
She gave me a downright dirty look. One, which obviously didn't last long, seeing as how she had to watch the road.
"Seriously!"
"I'm not entirely sure. He'll probably want to go home as soon as he regains consciousness," I mumbled with obvious disappointment in my voice.
"Well I guess we'll see tomorrow then."
"We?"
"Well I sure as hell am not leaving you alone with him!"
"Thanks, yet again!"
"No prob. Now let's just enjoy the ride home k," she reassured as she turned the radio on and tuned it to my favorite station.
Within half an hour we were back at my place, and she helped me drag him to my apartment. Let me tell you I could have almost kissed the elevator seeing as how I lived on the thirteenth floor. Way too many steps I assure you.
I skillfully opened my lock with my left hand, considering my right hand was occupied. We dragged him into my living room and plopped him onto the couch. I tried to make it as comfortable as possible for him and then drew a blanket over top of him.
"Ahh, finally!" I sighed in relief.
"Tell me about it. So where will I sleep?"
"You can sleep on my bed. I have a mattress under my bed I can sleep on so we should be fine. I guess we should turn in. I'm really sleepy. Oh and help yourself to the kitchen whenever you want," I said as I walked into the washroom to brush my teeth, while she headed for the kitchen.
Once I was done in the bathroom I changed into a pair of blue pajamas, which were just shorts and a sleeveless made out of really soft material.
I pulled the mattress from under my bed and stole one of the pillows from off my bed. Then went back into the washroom and searched the closet, to grab a blanket for myself.
My bed was ready and I was ready for it. I got myself comfortable and Reana soon walked into the room and hopped over me onto her bed for the night.
"Goodnight Reana!"
"*Yawn* Goodnight," she mumbled, apparently more tired than me.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow would be an interesting day.
*** So good, bad, somewhere in between? Is it worthy of continuation? Tell me what you think.***