Yes,
this story is going to have varying chapter lengths, mainly because
I'm typing it at my mother's work place where they won't let me
on Gaia Online… Where the real Sinful Wings is… Because of a
little blocky thingy. It makes me sad. Well, this should be a good
bit longer than the last one(unless I get writer's block) because
I'm going to be typing from 5:00am MT to about 8:00am MT. Yeah,
long time, early morning. Fun, fun, fun. Oh yes, I'm also under
the influence of AMV Hell 3: The Motion Picture. If any parts of this
are screwed beyond reason(prolly not) it's because of that vid.
;; That vid rox your sox.
Moroi awoke to the quiet sound of new students' shoes stepping lightly through the still pretty much empty halls, very few voices could be heard as of now. He sat up and stretched, yawning, his no longer hidden navy ears bending back in a natural way. Smiling and rubbing one of his eyes, he glanced around the room he'd arrived in only a few hours before, deciding to raid his own backpack in search of something interesting.
'A cookie? Well, it's a little interesting,' Moroi thought after a few moments digging through his backpack and coming upon a chocolate chip cookie, which he stuck in his mouth, continuing his attack upon the poor defenseless suitcase. He soon pulled the cookie out of his mouth and stuck his tongue out at it, tossing it into the trash can. 'Stupid stale cookie.'
Navy tail went over his head, helping him to push his hair back out of his face. Oh, the wonders of having such a helpful body part. There was a small, almost inaudible click and the neko let his hair fall back in place, hiding both ears and tail from the boy he was fairly sure was going to be his roommate.
The door was pushed open, revealing an older blonde boy, his light hair mostly covering eyes of an as of yet unknown color. Moroi stood up, taking the few steps across the room to stand in front of the other boy. His held out a shy hand.
"I'm Moroi Ikshi. I take it you're my roommate?" He asked curiously as the other boy put his bag on the floor lightly.
"Yes, I think. I'm Mitsukai Eilber," The boy answered, turning his head up to reveal crimson eyes. He took the other's hand in a half-hearted greeting, eyes drifting to the cookie that Moroi had previously attempted to eat.
"Twas stale," The neko said, following the older boy's gaze. After a moment, the other withdrew his hand, muttering an apology for the fact that he'd forgotten to let go of the younger boy's hand.
"It's fine," Moroi said in reply to the apology, stepping back over to his backpack and continuing the search for something interesting. His hands retreated, carrying a pillow within the ten pale fingers.
"Uhmm…" Mitsukai said, the question sounding strange and uncertain coming from his highly cultured lips.
"Hmm?" Moroi looked from the older boy back to the pillow in his arms. He held up the inanimate object to a more visible position. It was old and worn, the edges frayed and tattered, what appeared to have been a sun dyed into the fabric had faded into a whitish circle, the rest of it a pale blue, rivaling the color of Moroi's hair. "My Grandfather made this for me before I was sent away," He explained, not wanting to mention the orphanage or much of a reference to it.
As I've said before, this is roleplay based. For this computer, I can't get to Gaia Online or Sinful Wings. Soo... That's why this cuts off early. I forogt what happened next. ;-;
