Disclaimer: Nope, me no own nada:D
Warnings: Language, pointed sexual implications, etc.
A/N: Shoot-ness, I was on a major updating kick when I wrote that:still impressed with self: Ah, well. I think I've calmed down now. XD This chapter is much longer, though. Mainly because I didn't write it in such a short period of time. XD
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Slow breathing floated softly through the darkened room, its only light coming from the street light below the open window. Although there were three beds, each a different state of jumbled sheets and pillows, only one was occupied. Two figures, their close shapes made as one by a quick glance in the poor visibility, lay still.
Green neon numbers on a nearby clock flickered past another minute.
"Tintlett?"
A voice spoke, barely above a whisper in the peaceful dim.
"Mmm?"
"Have you ever considered playing matchmaker?"
Tintlett looked up from her position curled into and pressed against the steadily rising and falling chest of her boyfriend, their hands intertwined.
"Why do you ask?"
Rune blushed slightly, trying to ignore the soft giggle given at the pink tinge creeping up his cheeks.
"I was just wondering. But have you?" He pressed, doing his best to peer down upon the young woman now looking thoughtfully back at him.
"Yes, actually," she answered slowly, taking her time to think through her response. "And you sound like you have as well."
He gave a slow nod, staring distractedly up at the off-white ceiling.
"Yes."
"Really?" She pushed herself up, sheets sliding down to pool around her bare waist. "Who?"
"I'm not sure if you know him," Rune backtracked, carefully looking at her curious face, "Well, not personally. You remember when I introduced you to my roommates?"
Tintlett nodded.
"And I know Rath is dating Cesia. So you mean the other one? ...Thats?"
"It was just an idea," Rune admitted, arching slightly as he stretched his stiff joints under the thin sheets. "I thought of it today. When I was getting ready to go meet you."
He smiled, the act still uncontrollable when speaking of such matters.
"But if I was to pursue the idea... Do you know of anyone you think he might get along with?"
Tintlett giggled, quickly covering her mouth with her hand in order to stifle the noise, although there was no one else present.
"You just reminded me," she explained hurriedly to his questioning look, "Earlier today--"
"Yesterday," he interrupted with a slight grin.
She laughed again, the sound light.
"Yesterday I was talking to my friend about setting her up with someone."
Rune raised an eyebrow, curiosity definitely piqued.
"Really?"
A note of interest sounded louder in his voice now as he pushed himself upwards into a seated position, the bedsprings creaking softly under this shifting movement.
"...Who?"
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A phone rang jarringly in the dark, shock waves spilling out into the once calm black.
"Mmm, Rath..." Cesia shook her purple-dyed hair out of her eyes, yawning. "Grab the phone before someone complains."
"Wha' time s'it?" Rath slurred, rubbing his eyes and rolling off the bed with a thud, standing barefoot on the cold floor.
He padded slowly across the dorm room, tripping once over a book and stumbling into the poster covered wall. The phone rang again, and a muffled banging came through the floor as the previously sleeping students below them expressed their irritation.
"Bastards," Rath muttered irritably in their general direction, groping in the pitch for the still-ringing phone.
"'Lo?"
A female voice, disturbingly chipper at this late-or, really, early-hour answered him.
He nodded, yawning again, and tossed the phone towards Cesia as she flicked on a blindingly-bright lamp on a nearby desk.
"For you. 'S Tintlett."
Rath winced at the light, violet spots dancing momentarily before his eyes as the bulb etched its image into them.
Cesia managed to catch the hurtling phone, and sent a reprimanding look in Rath's direction, before speaking into the mouthpiece, one hand clutching the blanket tightly at her chest.
"What is it?"
Cesia curled her legs under her body, quickly waking up, as Rath took a leap from where he stood across the room to land face down on the loudly complaining bed.
"Mmm," she made a vague noise of recognition, running a hand distractedly through Rath's messy (even more so than usual with the rude awakening) black hair, toying briefly with the dyed-white forelock.
Rath gave a playful growl, the sound muffled by both the mattress and a third rouge yawn. He was waking up quickly with both the noise and bright light, and was beginning to grow bored.
Still listening intently to Tintlett, her voice tinny over the line, Cesia smacked Rath's hand as it crept slowly up her bare leg.
He pouted, but quickly stopped as it became apparent that she wasn't paying him any attention.
"Wait... You say what?"
Something in her tone caught his interest, and Rath found himself straining to make out the faint words.
"Yes. Yes. What?" Cesia laughed, "No. Oh, no. She'll be furious."
Rath sighed, sitting up and crossing his arms.
It looked like this conversation was apt to go on indefinitely.
Just as he was debating getting himself a glass of water, he heard the click of his girlfriend hanging up the phone.
"Rath," she spoke in an all-too-cheery voice, one that made him immediately suspicious of what she wanted him to do, "Tintlett just called to say that she had a great idea."
When he remained silent, albeit obviously apprehensive, Cesia continued, placing the phone next to the lamp and flicking off the annoying light.
"Have you ever considered," she continued, the edge of her voice taking on a distinctly teasing tone, and tugged him down to lie next to her.
Their lips briefly met in a chaste kiss before she finished her sentence.
"...Playing matchmaker?"
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Thanks to everyone for informing me about the carbon copies, by the way. :sweatdrop: It really confused me for a bit, there... :sweatdrop:
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Peophin-chan:shifty eyes: I get on mad kicks at times... XD And I don't know if you've noticed, but I fixed that mistake in the first chapter. Because I don't have a grammar check, and I'll think faster than I type when I get really into it, so I'll make stupid mistakes like that... :sweatdrop: Anyway, thanks!
Hououza: No, no... That made sense. n-n; This is, as stated at the very bottom, a multi-chapter fic. Because SSY was my thing to work on when bored, and I decided I needed something else. n-n;
Harbinger Loki: Pocky and Love delivered! General thanks to you from all. n-n And I'll try not to. XD I probably won't, as I'm going to be gone for a good amount of the rest of the summer, and won't be able to update, anyway. :sweatdrop
Random Rath Fan: Hmm... I needs to get me one of those alerts... XD
Kat:sweatdrop: Slightly ADD. My mind goes all over the place, and it inevitably ends up jumping back to DK, hence all the random plots. :shifty eyes:
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Oh, and before you review(Which I know you will, hinthint.), I thought I'd just explain where I'm going with this. n-n I'm planning on working on this story whenever I get... Well... Bored. Like how I used to work on SSY. XD Each chapter will be pretty short, but there will be a bunch of them. 14, actually, but don't expect them any longer than this one. n-n;
And I'm quite pleased with myself: I know -exactly- how this will end. n-n