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Post by warren on Sept 17, 2007 17:39:53 GMT -5
Zaahir walked into the club.It was more packed then he expected..Waait why was he here again?Oh yes to check for his sister.Not here...He sighed loudly.
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Post by Kuki on Sept 17, 2007 17:52:04 GMT -5
Kitten had been at his favorite club for most of the night, worried about going home to a Twilight-less house, to witness nightmares beyond your puny human mind's imagining. Beat that Lincoln. Anywho, he was he pretty dang drunk and had just shoved a guy away who was frantically trying to grind into him. Ew, ew, and eeew. Descusting creeps...
Techno beats blarred in the crowded, sweaty club. The silver haired teen hummed, dancing in his hot leather clothes with the crowd. "...the world of darkness and ma-"
"Ouch!" Someone shoved Kitten off the dance floor, sending him sprawling toward the club enterence, his gin sloshing in its bottle. Before the golden eyed boy could do anything to stop himself, he land on something. And oh my was it soft and warm and, my god, was he cuddling into it?
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Post by warren on Sept 17, 2007 18:23:58 GMT -5
Zaahir trumbled to the floor as the boy ran into him."Heeey!"He wasn't happy now,"What are you doing?!"there was a boy siting on him,could it get anymore creepier?!
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Post by Kuki on Sept 17, 2007 18:29:40 GMT -5
Kitten peered at the boy bellow him, sitting up, now resting on the teen's stomache. He took a swig of his gin and grinned cheekily, "Why, sitting on you of course!" His golden eyes wrinkled slightly at the sides, each sparkling with laughter.
"Sorry though, I got shoved." The silver haired teen didn't bother getting him, instead he looked the boy over. Oooh, he was cute. He liked him already. "Kitten, you?"
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Post by warren on Sept 17, 2007 18:58:23 GMT -5
((Nicee...)) He had a forceful grunt as the boy as he sat up. He chuckled softly. The boy looked nice..."Hello Kitten"He said watching him carefully.He had a glint in his eye."I'm Zaahir"
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Post by Kuki on Sept 18, 2007 16:11:43 GMT -5
((-looks confuzzled- Nice whaaaat?? -kittenpout- ^_^ My signature pout! Steal it and get sporked -evilworlddominationkittenglare-))
Kitten, unmindful of the stares they were getting, leaned down, resting his chin on Zaahir's chest. "Zaahir? What country do you hail from?" He grinned, his white fangs glittering in the flashing, multi-colored club lights. Idly he scratched at his color bone, his claws leaving angry red streeks on his pale skin. Stupid leather, itchy itchy.
But the hidden-neko liked the boy's eyes, such a dreamy blue. He could just lay here on him all day and stare up at his eyes. They sort of rippled as he stared at them, trick of the lights he guessed, and he'd never seen that shade of blue before in his life. Like a pale silverish blue...
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Post by warren on Sept 18, 2007 16:35:24 GMT -5
((I like to confuse people...=P))
He watched him stare into his own eye's.Looking to stare back at him he lost all thought."Oh,Uh....Germany....You?"He was beginning to really like this boy.
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Post by Kuki on Sept 18, 2007 16:43:43 GMT -5
((-whines- Butt hoooole))
The gin bottle in his hand begged to be drank from, having sat idly in his clenched hand, rested on the floor beside him and the boy. A man walked by, wolf-whistling as he passed. Kitten leaned up a bit, cocking his head back to take a gulp. Ah, nice alcoholic related burning, the best kind in the world (unless it's bursting into flames, nothing can beat that.) He hastily laid back down though, snuggling into the warm of Zaahir. When was the last time he'd felt a warm body against him? God, felt like years.
"Germany? Cool, I have a Hitler-fanatic friend. Pardon me if you're Jew," He smiled. Zaahir looked so adorable when he was confused, he seemed lost for a second, his dreamy blue eyes becoming, well, more dreamy. Clouded like the sky..."Ah, I don't know. I've asked a few people and they say my name is Japanese but...I'm not sure where I hail from," The silver haired boy shrugged, smile twitching a bit, struggling to stay on his face.
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Post by warren on Sept 18, 2007 16:54:58 GMT -5
((I feel insulted...*cry*))
After he glared at the man who wolf-whistled he looked back at the boy.Zaahir seemed happier with the extra warmth.It was so inviting to...Yeah.He snuggled back.He chunkled lightly."I don't think we have to worry about that..."
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Post by Kuki on Sept 18, 2007 19:20:38 GMT -5
((-glomp- Don't cry! Crying makes Tidy sad, and when Tidy's sad, things don't get Tidy anymore, and when things don't get Tidy anymore, people get SICK!!! D8 (XD)))
A purr rumbled in Kitten's chest when Zaahir snuggled against him. God that felt gooood, but damn those leather pants did not, they were getting tighter by the freaken second! But, seeing as Kitten was pretty dang wasted, he didn't have the modesty to get off Zaahir, grinning up at anyone who passed by and spared them a glance. "Yeah," He murmured, nuzzling into Zaahir's chest, using his chin to scratch at his invisible cat ears. "As long as I'm here now it doesn't matter where I've been..." The bright club around him was getting somehow quiter and hazy, odd.
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Post by warren on Sept 19, 2007 16:09:29 GMT -5
He loved the feeling of the purr in the boy's chest.In return a purr rumbled in his own chest.The Warmth was wonderful,so wonderful he could not even begin to explain.How long ago had he been with someone?Or someone get this close?It had be months maybe years?He pushed the thought out of his mind.It was now or never.
Only one thing was missing.A drink..The only thing holding him back was the warmth.If wanted this to be perfect he should just say it an get over it.."Lets get me a drink,k?"
((*pout*Fine.But,Hey I did a long post.YAY!!))
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Post by Kuki on Sept 21, 2007 16:32:03 GMT -5
The neko leaned up, cocking his head questioningly down at the grayish black haired boy, "Drink? Oh yes, no fun being sober." He grinned, quickily pulling Zaahir to his feet, expertly weaving through the crowd, barring his fangs at anyone who tried to grind against him or Zaahir, sometimes actually having to bite (and shove off the machoists in the crowd, god that's gross...).
Slapping his hands down on the bar triumphantly Kitten pulled Zaahir into his lap as he sat down on a bar stool, shaking his bottle to see how much was in it. Resting his chin on Zaahir shoulders, his eyes drifting shut lazily, he montioned the bar tender toward them. "Bottle o' gin please," He said, nudging Zaahir in the ear with his head, grinning into his shoulder. "Your turn beautiful."
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Post by warren on Sept 21, 2007 16:48:00 GMT -5
Zaahir walked along behind the Neko,at the boy's pace.He watched the boy push everyone out of the way to the bar.The people near the bar made a small path as the saw them come.He was trying to ignore the looks on people's faces.
As he was put into the neko's lap he smiled.He enjoyed Kitten.He was warm,Sweet,Gentle....Mmm..Gin...,He thought.He smiled at the boy.Zaahir leaned back lightly and whispered,"Your getting Cuter by the minute.."
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Post by Kuki on Sept 21, 2007 16:59:41 GMT -5
The silver haired teen hadn't noticed the looks, but glanced backwards, feeling the hot stares, well, ok, he didn't feel them, he just was a bit paranoid. Turning his head a bit he stuck his tongue out childishly to the people, some of them grinned while others just turned away and continued to dance.
Kitten nuzzled Zaahir's neck, happy to be warm again. He didn't really know this boy much yet, but he liked him, a lot. Pity he may not remember him in the morning...I'll have to write it down or something, He thought, but the thought was lost in the second of thinking about it, swished away as the took a swig of the alcohol, savoring the burning in his throat. "Mm, I'd hope so, hopefully I'll reach your level of cute soon." The cat-boy grinned and licked the nape of Zaahir's neck, nipping slightly.
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