Nitori's brain had been absolutely fried from his homework. It was a Friday night, after all. He shouldn't have to trouble himself until Sunday, at least. He had the curtains closed on the balcony, hiding the large, sliding, glass door. It was a bit more cozy when he was cooped up in the warm and cozy dorm. Rin was out, like always, which had given Nitori all of this wonderful extra time.
Setting an empty box down on the floor, Nitori smiled. He plugged in the very tiny Christmas tree that stood between his desks, his eyes lighting up brighter than any light. There were a few ornaments, including hang-able, heart-shaped, picture frames wit
Sebastian ran the feather duster over the bookshelf in the library. Moonlight was sneaking its way through the closed curtains. Even Sebastian had to admit that the mansion truly was beautiful at night. He liked that there were no servants running about, messing everything up and no young master to bark around orders every three seconds. Sebastian could deal with some peace and quiet while cleaning, which was time well spent.
Rounding the corner, he heard a familiar sound; the roar of a death-scythe. It was only audible for a few seconds before Sebastian felt a stinging sensation in his chest. Grell gave a toothy smile as he ripped through
Rin watched the clock on the wall intently. The second hand seemed to be moving like the hour hand, but Rin couldn't look away and he wasn't the only one rooting for that second hand to speed up. All of the other students were tensed up in suspense, all tight-knuckled and eyes pealed. When the bell finally rang, it was like a stampede was set loose. Students raced past Rin in every direction. He rolled his eyes. He was happy too but wasn't going to run about like a mindless lunatic.
Glancing down the crowded hallway, Rin didn't see Nitori coming out of his class. Usually he would outrun everybody in the hallways and squeal Rin's name in ex
“Tired?” Nagisa snickered as Rei dropped onto the sleeping bag in their tent.
“I guess I forgot how hard this training regimen is,” Rei panted against his pillow.
“It has been a year, Rei-chan.” Nagisa shrugged, directing his attention back to his beeping phone.
“How do you have service here?” Rei asked.
“Please.” Nagisa flicked his hand. “I always have service.”
“So who are you texting then?” Rei scooted closer to Nagisa, still laying on his stomach.
Nagisa rolled his eyes. “I have other friends, you know.”
“Okay, okay.”
“B-But,” Nitori mewed as he tried to grab onto the blankets of Rin's bed to help him up, but clumsily fell over instead. “Captain is right down the hall. This wasn't a good idea,” he whined against the blankets that were now covering his face.
“Just...Sh, okay? I didn't know it would get this bad,” Rin scolded himself aloud.
“But you've gotten drunk before, right Senpai? I bet you got drunk lots of times with your Australian pals,” Nitori giggled under the blankets.
“Yeah,” Rin mumbled quietly. “Something like that.”
“Uh, I still have...a lot of homework,&r
Sebastian was waiting. The fire in the room had gone out long ago and he was cold. The blankets were just beneath him but his wrists were bound, unable to move, along with his ankles. His wrists were surely irritated by the leather fastened around them. Ciel said he would be back soon, but that was when the sun was still up. The demon didn't dare move.
The door creaked open slowly. Sebastian stared at the small boy who stood at the end of the bed, after locking the bedroom door. Those mismatching eyes seemed to scrape across Sebastian's goosebump-infested skin. Sebastian looked down with his eyes, averting the child's brutal gaze. He was s
Sebastian was burrowed deep in blankets. How ironic is it that one of the most expensive beds England had to offer was bestowed onto somebody who couldn't so much as nap? He was resting, however. The golden flames engulfed a log in the fireplace; crunching it down to ashes like termites. A nice book was open on his lap. The silence was almost deafening. When a loud creak came from the door, it seemed to have echoed on for hours.
Closing the book, Sebastian lifted his head to see who was at the door. A chuckle surpassed his lips when a familiar blue eye peeked from behind the door timidly. Sebastian set the book down on his nightstand and g
Nitori's brain had been absolutely fried from his homework. It was a Friday night, after all. He shouldn't have to trouble himself until Sunday, at least. He had the curtains closed on the balcony, hiding the large, sliding, glass door. It was a bit more cozy when he was cooped up in the warm and cozy dorm. Rin was out, like always, which had given Nitori all of this wonderful extra time.
Setting an empty box down on the floor, Nitori smiled. He plugged in the very tiny Christmas tree that stood between his desks, his eyes lighting up brighter than any light. There were a few ornaments, including hang-able, heart-shaped, picture frames wit
Sebastian ran the feather duster over the bookshelf in the library. Moonlight was sneaking its way through the closed curtains. Even Sebastian had to admit that the mansion truly was beautiful at night. He liked that there were no servants running about, messing everything up and no young master to bark around orders every three seconds. Sebastian could deal with some peace and quiet while cleaning, which was time well spent.
Rounding the corner, he heard a familiar sound; the roar of a death-scythe. It was only audible for a few seconds before Sebastian felt a stinging sensation in his chest. Grell gave a toothy smile as he ripped through
Rin watched the clock on the wall intently. The second hand seemed to be moving like the hour hand, but Rin couldn't look away and he wasn't the only one rooting for that second hand to speed up. All of the other students were tensed up in suspense, all tight-knuckled and eyes pealed. When the bell finally rang, it was like a stampede was set loose. Students raced past Rin in every direction. He rolled his eyes. He was happy too but wasn't going to run about like a mindless lunatic.
Glancing down the crowded hallway, Rin didn't see Nitori coming out of his class. Usually he would outrun everybody in the hallways and squeal Rin's name in ex
“Tired?” Nagisa snickered as Rei dropped onto the sleeping bag in their tent.
“I guess I forgot how hard this training regimen is,” Rei panted against his pillow.
“It has been a year, Rei-chan.” Nagisa shrugged, directing his attention back to his beeping phone.
“How do you have service here?” Rei asked.
“Please.” Nagisa flicked his hand. “I always have service.”
“So who are you texting then?” Rei scooted closer to Nagisa, still laying on his stomach.
Nagisa rolled his eyes. “I have other friends, you know.”
“Okay, okay.”
“B-But,” Nitori mewed as he tried to grab onto the blankets of Rin's bed to help him up, but clumsily fell over instead. “Captain is right down the hall. This wasn't a good idea,” he whined against the blankets that were now covering his face.
“Just...Sh, okay? I didn't know it would get this bad,” Rin scolded himself aloud.
“But you've gotten drunk before, right Senpai? I bet you got drunk lots of times with your Australian pals,” Nitori giggled under the blankets.
“Yeah,” Rin mumbled quietly. “Something like that.”
“Uh, I still have...a lot of homework,&r
Sebastian was waiting. The fire in the room had gone out long ago and he was cold. The blankets were just beneath him but his wrists were bound, unable to move, along with his ankles. His wrists were surely irritated by the leather fastened around them. Ciel said he would be back soon, but that was when the sun was still up. The demon didn't dare move.
The door creaked open slowly. Sebastian stared at the small boy who stood at the end of the bed, after locking the bedroom door. Those mismatching eyes seemed to scrape across Sebastian's goosebump-infested skin. Sebastian looked down with his eyes, averting the child's brutal gaze. He was s
Sebastian was burrowed deep in blankets. How ironic is it that one of the most expensive beds England had to offer was bestowed onto somebody who couldn't so much as nap? He was resting, however. The golden flames engulfed a log in the fireplace; crunching it down to ashes like termites. A nice book was open on his lap. The silence was almost deafening. When a loud creak came from the door, it seemed to have echoed on for hours.
Closing the book, Sebastian lifted his head to see who was at the door. A chuckle surpassed his lips when a familiar blue eye peeked from behind the door timidly. Sebastian set the book down on his nightstand and g
"W-Where are we going?" Sonny asked loudly as Joel led him out of a parking lot, snickering.
Even if Joel answered him, Sonny wouldn't have been able to hear him. Joel had blind-folded Sonny and placed Beats on top of his head, drilling Daft Punk into Sonny's ears. Joel smiled to himself; he was proud of his planning. He held onto Sonny's wrist and pulled him forward. Sonny needed some time after everything. Joel just wanted to help.
And helping he was. Sonny blushed under the Deadmau5 blindfold from Joel holding his wrist. It's was the first time Sonny had been happy in months and the cute robotic voice
"Dude!" Joel laughed as they got into the elevator. "That concert was so fucking fun!"
"Yeah!" Zedd agreed, applying a bit too much intoxicated pressure to one of the buttons.
"Seriously, though. Who the fuck brought that giant inflatable dolphin?" Joel cackled.
"I don't know, but they rock," Zedd nodded.
Sonny was pumped from the concert too, but didn't know what to say. He just stood behind the two wild men and smiled. They stopped at Zedd's floor. He bid the two a good night and stepped off the elevator. The doors shut as Zedd disappeared down the hallway. Sonny poked a button for their floor, eagerly restraining himself not to pr