The first thing I noticed when I began to come to was the odd smell of...what was that? Rain and Roses and spices and...yeah ANYWAY a bunch of different things that came together to make an absolutely wonderful unique exotic smell that smelled so GOOD. The next thing I noticed was that I wasn't on the hard floor of the underground bar anymore, but on a plush armchair. Curiosity struck me when I began to wonder where the hell I'd been taken, if I'd been abducted or kidnapped or eaten alive by those creatures or possibly entered another realm. shut up Roma you're just being ridiculous now. I slowly opened my eyes and as the slits in my vision grew light and color and pictures streamed into my mind as I figuratively put together the puzzle.

I was sitting in a large purple chair in what seemed to be a small office with a warm glow to it but more of an...enchanted, if you will, feel to the place. there was a large book shelf diagonal to me (since the chair I sat in was in a corner and gave an eye view directly diagonal to the square room) ( if you were looking through the door on the wall directly to my left). There were paintings of beautiful landscapes and tapestries decorating the dark colored walls and on the stained concrete ground there lay a rug with intricate spiraling designs that really pulled the place together. But the thing that really pulled my attention was the thick wooden desk with beautifully carved legs and a smooth brown surface and... the handsome man sitting behind it, staring down at some paper on the desk that was spot lighted by a dull desk lamp.

I shifted in my chair uncomfortably because of the fact that I was in a strange man's living space of some sort and he was hot and we were alone and...yeah. He glanced up at me with a drowsy expression but then his eyes focused on me, lighting his face up with the most joyfully beautiful smile I'd ever seen.

" Oh! you're awake. I didn't know when you'd wake up cuz' I never have humans come in and pass out on my floor" he said, revealing a heavy Spanish accent. he chuckled lightly getting up from his seat and making his way to me. I sat up in my seat. " How are you feeling?" he asked.

" well, I don't fucking know. How should I feel after dancing with strange creatures and drinking mysterious drinks that make me black out?" I ask, mumbling because of my slight embarrassment.

The Spaniard chuckled again and surprised me by leaning really close. So close our lips were almost touching and im pretty sure if I puckered them my lips would just ever so slightly touch him. I could feel his breath on my face and in my throat as he stood like that for several seconds then pulled back (thank goodness because I swear I might have passed out again right then and there from the closeness to this sexy bastard) with a grin.

" Besides a bad temper you seem to be alright to me. can you stand?" he held out his hand to me; offering help to stand but I ignored it and propelled myself from the plush armchair. Quickly I felt the after affect and my knees wobbled like crazy.

" Yes, I can stand, and I can walk. which i'll do to just get myself out of here" I say with a little bit of urgency; I needed to get home.

But as soon as I took my first step my knees failed and sent me towards the floor again but instead of the solid collision my body fell against something soft and comforting that wrapped around my torso. It was Mr. Sexy Warlock's arms. I looked up at his worried expression and I felt my face flame up like a torch. My face was the Torch but you didn't have to say "flame on!" you just had to put me near this guy. I took a deep breath and heaved myself up to stand and tried again but the same thing happened. damn it! this is ridiculous!

"Lovino, I don't think you're going to be able to make it. Just stay in my house for the night, okay? I promise I won't bite." he insisted but I was concerned by the fact that this guy knew my name, trusted me enough to let me stay with him for a night, and whether or not I was going to get murdered, eaten, cooked into stew, raped, or many other vast but very possible outcomes to stay with him.

"No, I can make it, just leave me be." I say with gentle force and push my way past him, stumbling slightly. I heard him turn and suddenly I was lifted from the ground and up over his shoulder that pressed into my lower stomach.

" What the hell?! where are you taking me?! Help!" I yell, brandishing my legs and arms to try to knock myself from his grip as he reach toward the wall, muttering some words and smoothly gliding through the surface; me along with it. The fake door-like object wavered as we passed through and came out on the other side to an old small Victorian looking house where the doorway shuttered and disappeared.

"it's okay! I'm only assuring your safety and keeping you here tonight" he insisted with an honest tone; his head bobbing in a nod.

" Why would you do that?! I don't know you and I mean...im just some random stranger! you don't take strangers to your house unless you run a charity business or if you're just crazy!" I explain with emphasis. He tilted his head.

" well, maybe I'm just a little crazy" he smirked. I was about to yell at him but instead I took another deep breath and tried to calm down. just follow what the anger management book said " if you can't win...give in". So, I shrugged.

" Fine, I guess I'll fucking stay here" I grumble and glance around the place. It was nicely decorated like his office. There was a living room with the same old looking style to it that connected to the two wide steps leading to the kitchen. Between the two was a hallway where I assumed bedrooms and bathrooms were. Altogether the place was pretty nice and comfortable. I was suddenly hit with a wave of exhaustion and I yawned loudly. Antonio chuckled.

" Well, Lovi, it looks as though you're pretty tired. I'll show you to your room" he grinned.

" How do you know my name?" I ask because I'm pretty sure I didn't tell it to him.

" No worries, I can't read your mind, that Lizi girl told it to me" He said ask he turned and headed down the hallway.

We came upon a room with a pretty wooden door. The Spaniard paused and gestured to it.

" Here ya go, amigo, you're room".

" uh, thanks" I mumble (wow I do a lot of mumbling I'm realizing) and I being to open the door and go inside when Antonio adds:

" my room is the one down the hall to the left" he then smiled again and goes off in the other direction. I sigh.

The room turned out to be just as nice as the rest of the house except the bed was quite plain. I excepted some kind of old expensive canopy bed but no, all that was there was a raised mattress with a boring solid colored headboard. I made my way to the bed and layed down after ridding myself of all clothes except my boxers and my white under shirt.

wow tonight was crazy. It feels like time went by fast yet slow all at the same time. wow Toni's hot. wow this bed is comfortable...wow I think too much...wow..i say "wow" too much. All in all I don't think tonight was too bad, I get to sleep somewhere and not worry about cleaning my bedroom up AGAIN before I go to sleep. I don't even have to worry about what i'll have for breakfast...well, maybe I do have to worry about that...im not quite sure what warlocks eat...souls? worms?...oh hell PEOPLE?! that's ridiculous, Vargas. he would have eaten you already if he was going to do that. wow...im getting really tired from all this thinking.

I don't even remember falling asleep but I sure as hell remember wakeing up. I flung up from my laying position, sweat dripping on my body and my breathing ragged. I hadn't had a nightmare in a long time and none as bad as this. As my eye focused around the room I felt suffocated and lost. I felt the darkness and the unknown reach out and grab me and drag me under and I panicked. I felt like I was spiraling downward into a whoralpool of the creepiness that came with no light. I ripped myself from my bed and bolted for Antonio's room. yeah, I know...opened the door and curled myself into him. He grunted and I heard him take a quick intake of breath at the new being joining him in his bed but he relaxed and wrapped his arms around me; pulling me in and close.

yeah, I just met this guy. I'll be doing some serious thinking in the morning...but right now, I'm so happy.