A/N: Here's the second chapter!

My Roomie

By Stunstar

Chapter 2: Roommate found

"-and then she totally yelled and I mean like yelled, ya know what I mean? That guy who sits behind me acts like a total wacko. Know what I mean? I mean like he's totally weird ya know? I wish you'd sit behind me, you are so nice. By the way you won't believe what my mom said to me, she said to me 'young lady'. I mean come on 'young lady'? Seriously who talks like that nowadays? Know what I mean?"

If you are asking me what the heck is going on then I'm afraid I'm as swamped as you are, know what I mean? God this girl's contagious. Okay before you start thinking there's something seriously weird going on here let me clue you in on what's going on. This girl here sitting in front me is so far the eleventh applicant to my ad and as of now I'm seriously considering burning all the copies of the damned newspaper. I hate this day.

"-and did you see what they did to him? I mean like-"

Shut up woman for once! Okay as I was saying this young girl all bubbly and no brains right from her bleached blonde hair to her bright blue sneakers calls herself "Babs". Apparently she is one of my classmates, though I have absolutely no recollection of her, but after this believe me it'll be hard to forget her. I'll be lucky if I don't get nightmares. As I said she is the eleventh applicant for my ad but so far not a word has been mentioned about her wanting to rent the apartment with me. I'm not too upset because there's not a snowball's chance in hell of me hiring her not unless I want to be talked to death (if there is such a thing). Half the things she seems to be talking have no connection with each other. As to what I'm doing? I'm giving my can't-be-rude smile and nodding my head along to whatever the hell she's blabbering about. But I think I am more wont to punching here lights out or jabbing myself really hard in the eye. Since the former wouldn't be gentlemanly for me and the latter would be painful I guess I'll have to settle for the smile. I hate this day.

"-I really cried at my grandfather's funeral, he was very close to me know what I mean?"

No, I don't know what you mean and I don't care, why would I care? it isn't like your grandfather was my close personal buddy, maybe he died because he couldn't stand to hear more of your nonsensical gibberish. Bless his soul. Methinks it's time to end it here. She's been here for-? Ten minutes? Only? Seems like I went to hell and back in the last ten minutes. Not to mention the ten other times that I had to meet with ten other applicants. I so hate this day.

"-my pet monkey, his name is 'chimpoo' by the way did this cool trick and-" for cryin out loud woman! I don't care about you or what your stupid chimp did; it's high time I got to the point.

"I'm sure all that is fascinating Babs" so not "but shall we talk about the ad now?"

Make it snappy! Anything to get rid of you!

"What ad?"

If you were that keen on punishing me God why don't you just come down and slay me? That would have been nice and quick at least. Is this the punishment for the time that I stuck the 'kick my fat ass' poster on Tyson's back? Because it was purely meant for fun and I'll do anything to repent for it maybe bake him my triple fudge chocolate cake or kiss his boots -okay maybe I won't go that far- but please don't torture me this way!

"The ad for the application of being my roommate" I replied after that short pitiful monologue.

"Oh is that what it was for? Those funny typed letters make no sense to me, know what I mean?"

"Do you want the room or not?" I barked. Oh come on you can't expect me to be patient after that!

"No, I just thought you wanted a chat ya kn-"

"No, I did not want a chat, I'm looking for a roommate and if you are not interested then will you please leave because I'm expecting people who want to reply for my ad" as of now I'm barely restraining from hopping up and down in an insane tantrum.

"Okay Ray, I'll leave now call me if you wanna chat and I guess we'll meet in class huh?"

"Yeah sure whatever" in my heart of hearts I will feed a dozen homeless people if I don't ever have to have an encounter with her. Ever! And if she says 'ya know' one more time I'll-I'll okay I'm not very good at giving threats, okay fine I'm pathetic at it but I swear I'll do something.

"Bye Ray see ya" thank goodness I didn't have to execute that unmentioned (more like unformed) threat.

Half a day gone by and I'm on the brink of a nervous breakdown. It's times like these when you seriously wonder on the existence of God.

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Nine hours later…

Surprised that I'm alive? You're not? Well I am.

I'll brief you in on what's been going on. And I mean brief because I don't think I have what it takes to give a word for word account of what's been happening here. I've had seventeen more people come in here after Babs excluding that one guy who came in here because he wanted to use the toilet. What is it with people wanting to use my toilet anyway? Am I the only one who bothers to make sure the flush is working or something?

Okay forget that, and I mean it, such things you don't want plaguing your memory for all eternity, which is what's going to happen in my case. There was also this guy who came in saying he wanted to crash in on my place for a couple of days because he was a top secret agent for the FBI and this place was ideal for his next top secret assignment, now I'm not a complete moron but he seemed pretty convincing but that was before a couple of men in white coats appeared to drag him away. Seems he was lunatic who escaped from an asylum, who loved to play 'I'm an agent'. That left me on my couch with an absolutely glazed expression for fifteen minutes. Now I'm beginning to think that somebody up there hates me.

Ding dong

Where am I getting the courage to answer the door? Don't ask.

I opened the door albeit extremely cautiously and saw a middle aged guy with glasses and his light green hair slicked back. He looked normal but experience told me otherwise.

"Are you Ray Kon? I'm here in answer for your ad" okay he sounds normal too, a little too formal but at least he doesn't look like a nut.

"Yes I am come in please" I would have preferred talking in the hallway actually, easier to get rid of them that way, but he's already in so there's nothing that I can do about it, damn my instinctive politeness.

"I am interested in being your roommate" oh I would never have guessed! There's so many nutcases in here already it's actually surprising to find someone answering my actual ad. Though I would prefer someone more towards my own age, this guy's probably as old as my dad. Where was my brain when I put in age-no bar?

"But before I move in here-" when did I ever say you could move in here? Either I'm right in thinking that or I have a very faulty memory which won't be surprising since I already have a faulty attention span.

"-I would like to list out a certain number of things that I like and don't like" give me one good reason why I'd give a diddly-squat for what you like and don't.

"Firstly I detest loud noises, so I won't tolerate any late night parties and such like. Secondly I hate living in an untidy place; I like things to be spick and span." Reminds of the time when I was a very small kid listening to my parents giving me their do's and don'ts not that I listened past their second sentence, like I said faulty attention span. Not that you'd want to pay attention to something like that. Goodness me the guy's got a whole scroll of things to say. And I literally mean scroll, he's got an entire bundle of long sheets of paper with him. Scratch what I said earlier, somebody up there definitely hates me. And also note to self - looks can be utterly deceiving, this guy is anything but normal.

Now he's going on about his sixth rule something about always keeping the aquarium clean. We have an aquarium? I'd rather go back to the village and live with my parents who now appear to be absolute angels where discipline is concerned than this pompous bag of bore.

"-also I'm allergic to seafood, beans, peanuts, garlic and-" now did I ask you that? Was that even necessary?

"Excuse me Mr-" rats, I don't even know his name, not that I care but I can't address him as 'hey you'.

"Mr. Sacrogophanagus" gah! How is one supposed to repeat that? I'm seriously screwed here.

"Um, I just wanted to tell you sir" hah! got out of that one, looks like my brain cares about me after all, "that I'll let you know about my decision as soon as I've seen other applicants."

"Of course, here's my card, give me a call soon."

"yes, I will" When pigs do the Congo with cows on the moon…now isn't that a pretty mental picture? Needless to say his card followed the various others in my overflowing waste paper basket.

Who ever thought that something as simple as seeking a roommate could cost you so much? Whoever says that this is a breeze should visit a shrink and while their at it they can take all these applicants with them, goodness knows they all need a good therapy, and a straight jacket and padded cells wouldn't hurt.

Holy crap! It's close to eleven. Time sure flies when you are being kept busy by a bunch of weirdos. Not that I don't mind staying up late but not for something like this. That's it, I've wasted an entire beautiful Sunday, last day of the weekend. So far I've had every possible specie of the human race in here (some didn't even seem human) I've had in here bimbos, flirts, psychics, nerds, punks, wimps, pimps (yes pimps! Dunno why though) neurotics, psychotics etc etc. Maybe I should check my ad again; did I accidentally put in mental stability-no bar? Most of them appeared to be from my campus and already knew me (a majority of the applicants were girls) damn these fan girls I thought I would find relative peace here.

Ding dong

That's it I'll just have to tell the person to get lost. I don't have the strength for this, I bet Tyson and Max

are al ready safely tucked in their beds, lucky bastards(and I meant that in a nice way). What I wouldn't give to curl up in bed right now. After this last call I'm through with looking for roomies.

Wonder what kind of specie is behind the door this time. There is only one way to find out.

Whoa! It can't be! Not Kai! He kinda went into hibernation after we split up as a group and now he's here? But I thought he'd gone back to Russia, he certainly never kept in touch with us which disappointed me big time of course. He looks great, not that he's ever looked bad, I wish I'd groomed myself better. He's wearing that scarf which he loves so much. And the way he's standing at my doorstep looking at me with those wonderful crimson eyes makes me wonder what happened to all the special effects of lightning and thunder because that so fits his character. Did I mention the fact that I was pretty much in love with him and it broke my heart when he left? No? Then, I was pretty much in love with him and it broke my heart when we had to split up.

"Kai?" I think right about now I'm doing a pretty good impression of a goldfish.

"Do you plan on standing by the door all night?" he comes back after a long time and does not expect me to be frozen in surprise? Did he expect me to waiting with celebration party on his return? (I would have kept one if I had known)

"come in" I managed to mumble and forgive me for being slightly weak-kneed as he passes by, after all its been a really long time since we were in such close proximity. It's really surprising that he's here though, I mean he barely kept in touch with us so a house call isn't really something I expect from him.

"Why are you here Kai?" I decided to start with that, safe and hopefully non-embarrassing.

"Weren't you the one to place the ad for a roommate" he asks coolly so much for the non-embarrassing part. But run that by me again, Kai wants to rent my apartment? Okay maybe a reply is in order here.

"Yes, I did. Are you telling me you are interested?"

"hn" now did I mention what a man of words the love of my life is? From years of experience I guess this 'hn' can only mean 'yes' but I'm in no mood to play guess-what-I'm-saying games.

"could you please be more specific? I've had the most bizarre day with the most unheard of people coming in and not half of them were interested in renting and then my team captain appears out of the blue with no warning whatsoever and then seems interested in renting a tiny two-bedroom flat with me. So forgive me if I'm being a tad touchy and I'm assuming you do want to rent" I said that a tad irritably, after all I did have the most rotten day of my life and not to mention the most unexpected surprise. A nod of the head; now that is something more interpretable. Finally a person who's interested in renting and my total hunk of an ex captain at that. There is a God. Is it just me or does he seem amused?

"So are you interested in looking around before deciding?" I asked, I mean best get this over with and if he does agree to share the apartment then you won't find a person happier than me. Though why he wants to rent an apartment still remains a mystery to me, I mean from what I've heard he's really rich, filthy rich has-money-to-burn kind of rich now after his grandfather was arrested. I hear he's been living with his parents who inherited the money from his grandfather. They are (by they I mean his parents) pretty rich themselves from what I've heard but now they are even more so with the added wealth, it's kinda funny I didn't even know Kai had parents but then again I don't know much about him do I? ah the bane of my life. Then again everything about him is enigmatic which makes him even more appealing. I think I should put a stopper on my rambling he's looking at me strangely.

I showed around my tiny yet cosy little apartment (the only person amongst all the applicants who actually looked at the apartment). The apartment consists of a living room, kitchen, a common bathroom, two rooms (too bad) and a teensy balcony.

"so you want the place?" I asked hopefully crossing my hands behind my back, my toes I would have crossed too if I could figure out how to do that while staying on my feet.

"if you don't mind" was the reply, is this for real? if I don't mind? Of course I don't mind! What have I been rambling on for so long? Oh wait I remembered he can't read minds or can he? The way he looks at you makes you think he can. Oh happy happy day!

"of course I don't mind, what do you think the point of the ad was?" I replied, notice how much in control I am when I actually open my mouth to speak despite what I'm rambling? A little freaky sometimes. I receive a small smirk in reply.

"You can move in when you please" I said. He nodded, went out and came back in with a small bag.

"You are moving in now?" I asked surprised.

"I thought you said I could move in when I pleased" he replied. He had a point there and not that I mind I was just surprised.

"I know I did, I just didn't expect it so soon, I mean what if I didn't make you my roommate?"

"I knew you would" was the reply I got. He just assumed that I'd accept him? Okay the fact that I just made him my roomie is beside the point. Now why the hell am I arguing? I wanted a roomie and I got one, end of story. What's more I got a total sex god as a roomie. So hell no I'm not complaining; in fact if I weren't so tired I'd do a happy dance.

"Um, I hope you find everything you need, if you don't let me know. I'm going to bed now so goodnight"

I said and received an incline from his head to acknowledge that he heard me. Okay I wasn't expecting a kiss or anything but a little 'goodnight Ray' wouldn't hurt and if he added 'my love' to those two words it wouldn't hurt at all. Dream on Ray!

He isn't much of a conversationalist I gathered that a long time ago so right about now there's no point in asking him for an explanation to his sudden appearance. But I'm as happy as could be without it for the time-being, I mean it was only after we went our separate ways that I realised how much I liked him. So yeah I think things are going to go fine for the time being at least I hope so. I still don't get why he wants to lodge with me, his sudden appearance aside I don't get why he wants to stay here I mean my place isn't exactly deluxe material, maybe I'll find out later. For now I don't seriously care.

There are such a lot of things roomies can do together. We've been roomies before but circumstances change. I have to allow myself a goofy grin at the possibilities going through my naughty mind. If I wing it right maybe we could be roomies for life, ah now that's a nice thought to sleep over. And did I mention just how much I love this day?

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A/N: I made up that guy's name (sargo something or the other) you didn't seriously expect such a name to exist did you? if it does(which I highly doubt) then it's purely coincidental.

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