Naric perked his right ear to hear Miramo's words before letting out a low growl. Sorry? Sorry is all he has to say to me? I've been through hell and am still going through it just to hear sorry. His thoughts made him clench his fist even harder as his green glare focused down on the cuffs and his balled up fists. "Sorry doesn't fix anything" he snapped under his breath shaking his head. His black hair fell into his face blocking the sight of the silent tears now starting to stream down his face.

Why am I crying? I'm not sad! He growled, innerly cursing himself for being so weak at the moment. He knew better than to show emotions and he knew better than to let all this get to him, but could you really blame him? He sighed unclenching his fist only to see small drops of blood forming where his nails had cut into his own skin. Damn it. He cursed to himself turning his palms back over so he couldn't see the extent of his own damage.

He let out a long sigh bringing his feet up on the seat and placing his knees to his chest. He moved his cuffed arms around his legs and placed his forehead on his knees. He had the urge to curl up in a ball and just sulk for a while. Naric pulled his ears flat and just trying to relax although his wet cheeks were starting to annoy him. This caused his tail to flick out of irritation. He desperatly wanted to just rest and try to forget about everything. His body ached, his stomach growled, his palms hurt, and now his head began to pound from a headache. What isn't wrong with me? He asked himself going through a list of things wrong at the moment but found nothing. Nothing. Naric thought. Everything is wrong with me.

Miramo blinked as he watched Naric, seeing how upset the neko was and only making him feel worse. They really weren't making this any easier on each other. He sighed and focused his entire attention on the road. Perhaps it would be best if he just gave him some space for now. Although, sitting alone in dead silence with a neko that was clearly on the edge of breaking was not the most enjoyable thing to do. In fact, it was downright awkward and Miramo's grip on the steering wheel tightened.

It had only taken him a little under and hour to get the slave trade, but even ten minutes in this situation was torture. Although, as the drive went on, Miramo found himself slowly relaxing. The road back to his house was a scenic one. The first part of the trip was rolling hills, which Miramo took a little slower just in case Naric was the type to get car-sick, then the next part was thick, tall forests that eventually thinned out so you could see the mountains. He always loved the view, and had always been grateful that he could see the mountains and forests from his mansion's roof. Plus, the village was a small one, so there were barely any lights in the distance to bother his view of the stars at night. Maybe Naric would end up enjoying it.

When they finally reached the gates of the mansion, they opened automatically--a little trick that the village inventor had made up. Although he'd since moved out due to his inventions actually being useful. Miramo drove up to the very front of the steps, taking a moment to look up at the mansion.

It really was beautiful, at least to his eyes. The stone that made up the front was a grayish white and the wood that made up the rest was only slightly darker. It was several stories high and had a bit of a royal, but simple look to it. No stained glas.s or elaborate decorations and carvings. The simpleness and quiet look that it had was why the Miramo had always liked it. However, a small pang struck his heart when he looked to the left. That side of the building was where the lighting had struck and had a totally different look to it. It was blackened and crumpling, looking like death. It still had that quiet look to it, but it was a sad one.

Miramo shook his head, refusing to dwell on something like that at this moment. He put the car in park, pulling out the key to shut it off, before unbuckling and getting out. He closed his door and went over to Naric's side, opening the door and unbuckling him, this time being slightly more wary. He knelt down beside the neko so he was actually look up at him slightly. 

"I'm sorry." he said again, this time his voice steady. "I know you must hate me now, but please try to make the best of it." He knew that Naric would probably ignore him or blow up at him again, but Miramo still couldn't help but try. 

Naric hadn't looked up the whole entire ride. He wasn't in the mood to marvel at the scenery or speak at that matter. He just kept his head down tryin to ignore everything outside of his own thoughts. He had slowed his breathing back to normal and was currently feeling a little better, but not completly. It had been a while since he actually attacked someone whether it was phisically or verbally. You attacked that guard. He reminded himself before sighing. He hit me. He deserved it. he added trying to make himself feel better about his current situation.

His ears twitched earing the car cut off. Peeking up he noticed the large mansion through the front window. His eyes slightly widened at the sight. Holy crap. Do all slave masters live like this? he asked himself before turning his gaze to Miramo. His ears perked as he lowered his knees and just listened to him without a word. Make the best of it? Really? he thought with a light sigh. He felt his heart tug a little bit as he closed his eyes trying to get his thoughts in order.

"There's no need to apologize to me. You did nothing wrong" he said simply turning his head glancing back at the mansion. His eyes scanned the outside to meet the left side which looked slightly ominess. What happened? It's burnt. he frowned wondering why exactly it wasn't Miramo hadn't fixed that side of the house. He shook his head from those thoughts though before looking back at him regaining his previous thought process.

"I should be apologizing to you. It wasn't my place to take it out on you. You arn't the cause of this" he sighed pulling back his ears and sighing. "Nice place" he muttered sofltly glancing down at his hands not really sure what else to do at this point in time.

Miramo's ears perked up when Naric apologized, his eyes widening just a bit. He actually apologized! He thought excitedly. Even the slightest bit of progress was still progress. Although he did frown slightly when he saw the neko staring at the burnt part of the mansion, but he quickly pushed those thoughts aside again. It was only natural for a slave to wonder why part of his master's home was burnt down, showing no sign of ever being repaired. But he was thankful that Naric didn't press the issue and smiled slightly at the rest of his words.

"You needn't apologize either." he said gently, "It's only natural for you to wan't to speak your mind and there's nothing wrong with that." Crap! he thought the minute the words had escaped his mouth. I'm doing the exact opposite of breaking him! He sighed. Oh well... There'll be time for that later, I suppose. 

When Naric looked down at his hands, Miramo naturally did the same, following his gaze. That was when he noticed the blood stains that had been left by Naric digging his nails into his palm. Gently, Miramo lifted one of his hands and touched the uninjured part of the neko's hand with the pads of his fingers. "Let's get your hands wrapped up and you something to eat." he said, smiling at him before standing up. Even the smallest cuts could get infected and Miramo knew they probably hadn't fed him much. Those were two problems that were easy enough to deal with immediately.

Without any real warning, he picked Naric up with one arm around his back and one under his knees. He's really light! Miramo realized, looking worried. He kicked the car door shut and carried him up the steps, shifting slightly to get his key out and unlock the door before pushing it open and carrying Naric inside. He didn't linger in any of the rooms for too long and instead went straight to what looked like a small sitting room.

There was a large couch in front of a window that had a good view of the mountain, taking almost the entire wall, a love seat on the wall to it's left with a coffee table in front of it, and a bookshelf across from that. A small blue rug was laid out on the wooden floor. 

Miramo went straight to the love seat and set and set Naric down, leaving the room for only a few minutes before returning with a small fruit bowl and some bandages and disinfectant. He sat down beside Naric and set the bowl in between them so the neko could get to it easily. His tail twitched slightly. He would treat the cuts after Naric had a bit to eat.

((Geh, sorry for posting so much. >_<;; I kinda got ahead of myself.)) 

Ooc:// Your fine. I love long posts. ^.^ It just reminds me how awesome you are for being literate and not sticking to three sentences.  

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Naric's ears perked forward listening to Miramo's words. Again with the weirdness. He thought a little hesitant wondering if he should respond. He was going to say something but flinched when Miramo lifted his hand gently and lighlty touched the spots where he dug his fingernails into his skin. Why does he care? Naric thought a little confused with the other neko's actions.

When Miramo spoke of food though Naric's ears perked up and his tail flicked out of excitment. He was actually going to be able to eat! Just the thought of food made his stomach growl and ache. Okay maybe I can ge-- His thoughts were cut off though when Miramo picked him up. Instictivly he clung to Miramo slipping his arms over his head, pulling his ears back. Why am I being carried? I can walk. It's my palms that are bloody not my legs. He frowned. The whole gester freaked him out a little bit. Maybe he was in a hurry? He added not really wanting to get used to being carried. It was awkward to have another neko carrying him into a mansion or just another neko carrying him in general. 

He unclung to Miramo when set down and sort of pressed his back against the love seat glancing around. It was a nice house he had to admit but then again everyones house would be nice to him. He's only been in one which was his parents. Narip perked his ears noticing Miramo come back in with a bowl. His eyes focused on the items in the bowl and his tail swayed in excitement seeing the fruit. Food! His mind screamed at him to eat and so did his stomach as it growled. He was a little hesitant to take the fruit but he let his stomach and mind win, reaching forward grabbing one of the fruits from the bowl. He sunk his teeth into it and pulled his ears back letting his tail flop happily behind him. "Thank you" He whispered loud enough for the other neko to hear.

((Haha, thanks <3 I don't like short posts unless I'm just totally braindead.... even then my posts are more like a paragraph. xD))

Miramo nodded slightly to show he had heard Naric, grinning slightly at how eager the neko acted. Part of him scolded himself for being amused. Naric was so eager because he'd probably been starved as much as the slave traders could without having him die these past six months. Still, he couldn't help but think it rather funny they way the neko's tail flopped around like that.

His own tail twitched slightly as he fished the key out of his pocket, staring at it for a moment before looking over at Naric. In an almost split second decision, he gently grabbed the neko's wrist and put the key into the lock, turning it until he heard the click of it unlocking, and pulled the cuffs off. His thumb ran over the red marks it had left on Naric's wrists. Most likely they'd gotten red from the neko's earlier struggles, but thankfully they hadn't been rubbed raw. If they started to aggravate him later, then Miramo would have something to soothe it.

After a moment, he let go of the neko's wrist and folded his hands in his lap, still watching him closely. "Is there anything else you need right now?" he asked. Maybe it'd be best to just be nice to him to start out with. After that he could think of his next approach. Miramo knew he shouldn't baby him, but being out of a cage and the slave trade after six months made Naric deserve a little something. Being nice was the least he could do. 

((Brainfail, sorry >_<; Sorry for the lateness, too. I had to finish my entry for the PaB xD))

Ooc:// Your fine. ^.^ And I try to always make my posts at least a pagragraph if i'm brain dead or if it is slowly going dead my posts will dwindle and people normally expect it. lol.

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Naric paused eating the fruit watching Miramo take his wrist gently and unlocking the handcuffs. He pulled his ears back feeling the other neko's gentle touch while rubbing his thumbs over the red lines on his wrists. He actually does have a heart. Naric thought keeping quiet just watching him. His head tilted to the side as he glanced up focusing on the neko's face.

The question threw him off slightly unsure how to answer it. Do I need anything else? He repeated in his mind glancing down at the bowl of fruit grabbing another with his free hand and sinking his teeth into it once more not loosing train of thought. A bath, a nice bed, a ma.ssage, something to snuggle with.... His thoughts trailed off though as he realized he couldn't ask for any of those without sounding pathedic. That's the last thing he wanted to Miramo to think about him. Plus he wasn't even sure if he was allowed any of those. He didn't want to push his luck.

The more he thought about those though only one seemed to keep screaming at him. "Bath...maybe?" He asked folding one ear back with a curious ex
pression. He didn't know how long he had been without. The bathes he got back at the slave market was being hosed down with high pressure water. This very thought made him flinch slightly. They wern't exactly nice to him but then again they wern't nice to anyone.

((Ugh, dang. Stupid internet gave out so I had to retype everything. >_> The one time I forget to copy it before submitting and I lose it. Sorry if it's faily. I did it quickly.))

Miramo smiled slightly as he watched Naric eat. Once his mind got past the horrible things that happened between a master and a slave, he was actually rather enjoying this. Although he hated to think of Naric as a pet--the words the neko had said to him still stung--that's exactly what it felt like. It was Miramo's job to take care of Naric and look after him. Since he'd never had any sort of responsibility like this before, it was actually rather exciting.

Upon Naric's request, Miramo nodded and stood up, making his way out the room and flicking his tail to show that the neko should follow. He stopped and glanced back once while he was still only just leaving the room. "Oh, and you can take the fruit bowl, if you like." That way Miramo wouldn't have to worry about Naric not being finished with his meal or him wanting to come back for it later.

With that said, he walked off, as.suming Naric would follow. He walked down the hall, his pace rather slow. The neko's annoyance at being picked up had not been lost on him, but he knew he probably still wouldn't be able to walk quickly. So Miramo kept his pace slow so as not to lose him.

When he finally reached a door, he opened it, revealing a clean and very white bathroom. Ignoring the rest, he walked over to the tub, kneeling beside it and turning on the water. Once he pulled his sleeve up, he ran his hand under the water, testing it. "What kind of temperature do you like?" he asked, keeping his attention on the water in case it decided to get hot. 

Naric's ears perked up hearing that Miramo was actually going to let him get a bath. His tail flopped like mad behind him as he stood up to follow Miarmo but stopped hearing that he could take the bowl of fruit. He glanced back at it before snatching it off the couch and going to follow the neko towards the bathroom but stumbled lightly clutching the fruit for dear life. Slow and easy wins the race. Naric thought sighing not really liking the extent to his weakness.

Taking a deep breath he followed Miramo thanking the slow pace that was set. He felt his muscles ache in his legs which annoyed him. Being locked up had taken a toll on his body not to mention loosing a lot of weight. He was sure he weighed less now than he did comming into the slave trade. Another sigh escaped his lips as he watched Miramo in front of him.

When they entered the bathroom Naric took the time to look around still clutching the fruit bowl to his chest. He marvled at how clean and white it was but frowned thinking about him possibly messing that up. It's not like your going to splash. It's a bath. He reminded himself glancing over at Miramo hearing his question. "Umm. Not cold?" He asked a little unsure of exactly what tempature the water should be. "I...what ever you like it at I guess" he frowned glancing down at the fruit bowl in his arms.

Something tugged at his heart reminding himself that this good treament would probably end soon. The thought made him pull his ears back against his skull and his tail to fall, almost touching the floor. I guess I shouldn't get my hopes up. This is nothing like the other stories. He thought a little nervous about what the future brought him. Maybe I should enjoy it while it lasts? he asked himself watching Miramo. He didn't look like the type to go all crazy and yell and hit, but then again looks were always deceiving. His father had taught him that much.

Ooc:// Naric reminds me of a kid clutching onto his favorite toy for dear life. lol. ^.^

Miramo chuckled slightly at Naric's answer, his tail flicking in amusement. Well, at least he wasn't the type to be picky. He selected a decent temperature, a little lower than what he would have preferred, but he knew that he liked hotter than average water so he decided something a little less hot wouldn't burn the poor neko's skin. After double-checking the temperature, he plugged the tub up so the water would fill it up and stood up, pushing down his sleeve.

"Ok, that should be fine." he said, facing Naric but absentmindedly looking away so he could think. "You might want to check it yourself before it's completely full and adjust it you need to. Feel free to use any of the shampoos and body washes on the rack and there are towels in the cupboard. Um," he thought for a moment, trying to remember if he was forgetting anything. "Oh yeah. Just leave your clothes on top of the hamper by the sink and I'll bring you some new ones when you're finished. Do you have any questions or need anything else?" he finally asked. "If not, I'll step out to give you some privacy."

He stood there, feeling rather awkward. He could sense Naric's doubts and was beginning to doubt himself as well. Why am I even doing this? He wondered. He wasn't, and would never be, his father. Did he really expect to be able to follow in his footsteps. His father had never been violent with slaves unless absolutely necessary. He was kind, but not a push-over. He never let his feelings get in the way of his work. That was where the line was drawn between him and his father. Did that make him weak? His tail drooped lifelessly and his ears pulled back at the thought.

Suddenly, he remembered where he was and quickly snapped his attention back to Naric. "Um, well... If you need anything, just holler." He said before quickly leaving the room and closing the door behind himself. 

Ooc:// How much it pains me, I must depart for the night and sleep. It's 4:00 in the morning here and I have school. lol.

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Naric nodded lightly keeping quiet just listening to Miramo. Before he could answer any of the neko's questions he watched him leave the bathroom shutting the door. He sighed glancing at the bathroom floor whispering "Thank you."

Naric set the bowl of fruit down by the tub and began to strip out of his clothes neatly setting them neatly on the hamper glancing back over at the tub. His feet carried him to the edge before slipping into the water letting the warmth ease the aching muscles in his legs. It felt so nice to him. He slipped fully into the tub allowing the water to cover him. He fully submeged himself feeling the water work it's magic on his aching and tight muscles allowing them to relax. With this he let out a rather loud purr enjoying the warmth around him.

This was still all new to him. Miramo was kind and didn't show any hostility towards him which also really confused him. He was suposed to be a slave and yet he was acting more like a pet. The thought of being Miramo's pet snapped Naric out of his relaxed state and caused him to be fully aware of his surroundings. He glanced down at the water poking it watching a few ripples spread across the water. I'm not his pet. I'm a person too. He's just showing kindness from everything i've been through. Naric tried to talk himself out of his thoughts but only failed. Or maybe he's lonely and i'm here to keep him company? No thats a pet. He glared down at the water not really sure what to think about the strange neko that now owned him.

He let out a frustrated sigh glancing over at the soap and different types of shampoos. He gave a curious look at a few , reaching and grabbing the bar of soap. He grabbed it but his wet hands caused it to slip and land in the water with a loud 'plop' splashing him. His eyes widened bringing his hand up rubbing the water off his cheek before actually laughing, for the first time in a while. The sound of his own laugh scared him slightly but also amused him; he had forgeten how nice it felt to laugh.

Digging in the water he brought the soap back up and grabbed a towel to wash with as he began to clean himself from the dirt. In his mind he saw himself as looking like a complete mess. Naric hadn't see himself in the mirror and  quite frankly he was scared to look. It had been a while since he was actually able to get fully clean. With a smirk Naric finished up his skin before grabbing random shampoo, not even caring to look, and began to wash his hair. He purred at the feeling of scrubbing his hair clean and behind his ears. His hair had been so greesy and gross for a while that he had forgotten how soft and nice it felt. Naric quickly finished cleaning his hair and rinsing it out not wasting any time. He didn't want to upset Miramo by spending hours in the bath even though he was fully capable at doing so. It felt so nice and relaxing that he never wanted the feeling to end.

With a slight groan he made sure that every inch of soap and shampoo was gone from his body before releasing the plug, allowing the water to leave the tub. He stood up remembering where the towels were and grabbed one drying his body off before wrapping it around his waist. He took another one and began to dry his hair by pulling at the ends and ma.ssaging his right ear. "Miramo..." he called a little softly but loud enough for the other neko to hear. He felt a little awkward calling the other neko by his name seeing this was the first time he had used it. A small yawn escaped his lips as he tugged on his hair trying to make sure it didn't drip all over the neko's nice clean floor.

(( Okay. That was WAY longer than I expected. O.o ))

((Lol, I beat you to the whole going to sleep thing. Two and a half hours of sleep *twitch* e_o Today will not be fun.))

Miramo leaned back against the door, his face in his hands. He feared how he must have looked to Naric in those few moments he'd been lost in thought. He didn't want the neko to see him as weak, for many reasons. He sighed, trying to get a hold of himself, and dropped his hand to brush his fingers along the gold necklace his father had given him long ago. Not helping. He thought bitterly, dropping his hands all together.

After a little bit, he figured that Naric would be in the tub so now would be the time to get him some new clothes. He went upstairs, his pace much quicker without him having to slow down for Naric, and he pushed open the door to his room. He didn't even bother to look around or turn on the lights. He'd had this room since he was born and knew every detail about it. The dresser was right beside the door so there was no need to worry about tripping over the slight mess that was always around. He opened one of the drawers and shifted through some of the clothing there, finally deciding on a purple shirt and black jeans, something similar to what Naric had worn before. He grabbed anything else the neko would need, boxers, socks and even  a light jacket in case he got cold, before going back downstairs, accidentally leaving his door slightly ajar. The clothing might be a bit big on him, but it would at least fit.

He didn't have to wait long by the door before he head Naric's soft call, his ears perking up at the use of his name. That's the first time he's used my name... Miramo thought, looking surprised. He took that as a sign that he could come in and opened the door, slipping inside. His face heat up when he saw Naric and he quickly averted his gaze. The effects of starvation were obvious on him and it made Miramo feel awkward.

"Here, these should fit." he said, setting the clothes down on the counter. "I'll be outside again so you can change." With that, he practically fled out the bathroom. Of course, it didn't actually look like he was fleeing, but that's what it felt like to him. 

Ooc:// lol. Wow. I wouldn't have been able to do it. Last time I only got two hours of sleep I was hyper like I was on drugs then half way through the day I crashed. I was out till 9 at night. lol. Not really good for me.

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Naric focused his gaze at the door as he watched Miramo come in. He noticed that his gaze had quickly dropped to the floor as he set the clothes down and left. He pulled his ears back a little confused on why he wouldn't look at him forgetting the fact the he was naked with only a towel on. Do I look that horrible? Naric asked himself stepping over to the clothes but paused so he could look at the damage in the mirror.

As soon as his eyes met the smooth reflective surface Naric wanted to cry. His tail hung and his ears laid back against his head as he slowly ran his fingers down his ribs that were clearly visable. "I've never looked this horrible" he pouted to himself before letting out a deep sigh. I hope that won't stay long. Even I wouldn't look at me...oh wait. He thought glancing down at the towel around his waist. There may be an alternative issue here. He smirked to himself hanging the towel he was drying his hair with up and grabbed the clothes to get dressed. He slipped on the boxers followed by the jeans.

He went to grab the shirt and his eyes lit up as he noticed the color. Purple! He noted smirking running his hands over the fabric. For some odd reason purple had been his favorite color ever since he was born. Everything he had was purple from his old bedroom to his clothes. His ears perked some as he slipped the shrit on and looked at himself in the mirror. The clothes felt a little loose but then again his own clothes had been loose on him. Nothing fit right but he was determined to change that.

Spinning around he swung is tail back and fourth snatching the fruit bowl from the floor beside the bath. He made sure all the towels were hung up nice a neatly before placing his right hand on the door knob. He opened it and peeked out so he was focused on Miramo. "What now?" the neko asked softly leaning his head agaisnt the door in curiosity as he watched Miramo. He had no clue what he was supposed to do.

((Hehe, I actually pulled it off nicely. I nodded off during an as.sembly in the morning and for the rest of the day clas.ses were short so I didn't really get bored. Besides, I usually get four hours of sleep a night, six if I'm lucky, anyways. Lol, I'm terrible to myself xD))

Miramo sighed as he leaned against the wall outside the bathroom door again, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. He was acting stupid, no, worse than stupid. He was being a complete idiot! It's not like he hadn't known what to expect, so why had he acted the way he did? Did Naric only being in a towel have something to do with it? He blushed slightly at the thought and quickly shook his head, his ears pulling back. Not likely. He told himself, frowning. He crossed his arms over his chest, trying to just forget about everything so he could appear calm for when Naric came out.

However, he'd been so lost in thought that when he heard the neko's voice, he nearly jumped out of his skin. His tail bristling as he spun around to face Naric, his eyes slightly wide in surprise. "Oh, um..." he forced his fur to lie flat as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. After the state he'd seen Naric in, he really didn't want to push him into doing things until he looked even the slightest bit healthy.

"I suppose I could show you where you'll be sleeping." Miramo said with a small smile, turning around and flicking his tail again. He began walking at the somewhat slow pace again. There was a small service staircase at the end of the hall that'd be quicker than going through the house to get to the main staircase. The boards of the steps creaked under his feet but he ignored it. He was used to the sound and it wasn't as if they were creaking because they were unstable or breaking down. 

When he reached the second floor, he flicked his tail again. The room he'd prepared for Naric was at the end of the hall past his own room. When he got to it, he pushed it open and stepped aside. "Here it is, I think you'll like it." he said cheerfully. The room was a soft grey color with a large bed with lots of pillows, a dresser, mirror, and small writing desk. There was another door on the opposite side of the room that lead to a small bathroom. "What do you think?" he purred.

Ooc:// You sound like me. I wait to the last possible second to go to bed. I keep telling myself "you need sleep" but never listen. ^.^ My poor body has grown accostum to the things I do. Like food, I only eat at night with my parents. I have a snack when I come home from school then wait for dinner. I skip lunch and breakfast. I'm suprosed it hasn't rebelled against me yet.

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Naric jumped slightly when he realized that he had scared Miramo. He hand't expected the sudden action. His ears were pulled back and tail slightly bristled watching the other neko. "Sorry. I..I didn't mean to scare you" He frowned. Miramo's next words seemed to block out the thought of seeing Miramo jump out of his skin as his mind dwelled on his words. Where I will be sleeping.

For a strange reason Naric felt his heart tug as he followed Miramo. Hid ears perked at the  sounds of the floor beneith them a little uneasy. His ears twitched as the stairs cracked beneith him. Well there goes going anywhere quietly. Naric thought with a slight frown. I can't go anywhere anyway. I'd get lost. This place is huge. One wrong turn and i'd only end up in another wing just to get lost. Naric wanted to laugh to himself but didn't make a sound. He stupped suddenly when Miramo stopped and pushed open a door that was in front of them both.

Curiosity took over as he walked by the other neko into the room looking at it. His ears stood on end as his eyes widened at the sight. A bed. A soft bed. His mind screamed at him to just jump on it and curl up but he shook his head tryin to get rid of that thought not wanting to seem childish. It wasn't every day you saw an almost grown neko run and pounce on a bed out of excitment. His tail flopped behind him out of excitment as he set the bowl of fruit down on the top of the dresser making his way over to the bed slowly. He stared at it as if it was going to vanish at any moment. "Is this...whole room mine?" He asked glancing back at Miramo.

Slowly his hand touched the sheets of the bed making him want to pounce on it even more. They were so soft and it felt nice against his skin. Naric spun around and locked eyes with the other neko. His eas flatened and his gaze turned soft. For a moment it looked like Naric was debating on what to do. No. Don't you think about it. It could be taken as a wro--- Naric cut his thoughts off as he had decided in a split second. The neko made his way forward rather quickly but not to quickly to scare Miramo. He wrapped his arms around the other neko and just clung like a child to it's mother. Hs eyes closed and just clung to Miramo. This had all been to much. Miramo had given him food, a bath, and now a bed. Those things may have seemed small and innocent to any other person but to Naric it meant everything. For the first time in six months he was showed kidnesss. He would have just said 'thank you' again but this time he felt like the word didn't really show how greatful he was.

((Pfft, we're exactly the same xD))

Miramo smiled when he saw that Naric did in fact like the room... or at least he seemed to like it. "Of course." he answered, his tail twitching happily. He watched with a pleased look on his face as Naric observed the bed. However, he flinched when the neko suddenly turned around and looked him directly in the eye. What...? He thought nervously. Naric had an odd look on his face that caused Miramo to freeze, unsure of what the look was. It seemed like he was debating something, but what could he be debating that had him staring in such a way?

When Naric moved forward, Miramo's eyes widened slightly but before he could do anything, the neko had wrapped his arms around him, causing the white neko's cheeks to flush a bright red. Wha... what?! He can't seriously be...! Miramo thought frantically. This was... he couldn't describe it, but his feelings were anxious and almost fearful. He hadn't expected this.

Without a word, he pulled out of Naric's grip, spinning around and running out the room without looking back, his bangs shadowing out his ex
pression. He fled into his own room and closed the door, not even bothering to flick on the lights again as he went into his own bathroom. There he turned on the light to illuminate a smaller, average looking bathroom, and moved over to the sink, turning it on and splashing water into his face. What... just happened? He thought, staring at himself in the mirror. Even his ex
pression looked worried.

Maybe a shower would calm me down... he thought with a sigh. Everything had gotten so complicated in such a short span of time. He moved over to the shower and turned it on high, allowing the water to get hot while he stripped down, leaving his clothes on top of his hamper. When the water was hot enough, he stepped under the stream, his body relaxing slightly as the water ran down his shoulders. He quickly washed, using the soap and shampoo he usually used and allowed himself a few more minuets to just stand under the water before turning it off. He grabbed a towel from the nearby rack and began drying himself off, working on his hair and ears before moving down and finishing with his tail. He hung the towel around his neck before grabbing another one and wrapping it tightly around his waist. 

With everything in order, he left the bathroom and flopped down on the bed with a sigh, staring up at his ceiling. It was painted like the night sky Miramo loved so much. Like this, it was easy to imagine that nothing was wrong. However, when his mind calmed, it also drifted and he eventually found him thinking about Naric. When his cheeks turned pink, he hissed in annoyance and grabbed on of the pillows to hold over his face in frustration. Everything just has to be complicated, doesn't it?! he thought bitterly. 

Ooc:// Sorry! My friend is talking to me on skype. >.> I havn't seen her in forever so my replies will be a little slow.

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Naric froze watching Miramo leave the room rather quickly. He pulled his ears back frowning a little shocked at his ex
pression. I told you. Wrong action. He snapped at himself letting out a huge sigh. "Sorry" he whispered spinning around and walking to a corner of the room. He pressed is back against the wall and slid down it into a sitting position, hugging his legs.

At the current moment in time he didn't feel like crawling on the bed and relaxing. He needed to think. Obviously spoken 'thank you's are better than actually acting upon them. He growled to himself tighening his grip on his legs. He was afraid that because of his sudden action he had ruined everything. His green gaze focused on his knees as his mind raced through the things he wasn't allowed to do. Obviously touching the other neko was one of them.

"Don't touch. Got it" he said out loud still a little unsure at what he did wrong. He pressed his forehead against this knees just closing his eyes and relaxing. Sure it would have been a lot more comfortable on the bed but at the moment he rather the floor still positive that it would disapear sometime in the future. What did I do wrong? I guess I have rules that will be spoken tomorrow if not later. He let out a heavy sigh curling into a tight ball not really feeling like doing anything else; he didn't even feel like sleeping at the moment even though his body begged the comfort of the bed next to him.

(( Sorry that sucked. lol. I lost train of thought. ))

((I'm sorry, I completely missed this when you posted Dx))

Eventually, Miramo began to shiver and he sat up, brushing his still-wet bangs from his face. His room was much too cold to be wearing just a towel, especially when his body was still slightly damp. He stood up and took his towel off, hanging it over his chair before he went over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, socks, and a white button up night shirt and pants. He pulled the boxers, socks, and pants on first, grabbing his grey slippers off the dresser and sliding his feet into them before pulling on the nightshirt. The buttons were oddly difficult to get, maybe because he was still shivering slightly, so he ended up leaving the shirt half-open. 

After that was done, Miramo frowned, realizing he had nothing to do. The grandfather clock in the corner of his room said there was still a few hours until the stars would be out. He sighed and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. Maybe I should go apologize to Naric. he thought, keeping his eyes down nervously. It didn't seem like a very easy thing to do, but he didn't want to leave things as they were.

He pushed himself off the wall, finally deciding. It wasn't right to run off on Naric like that, especially since it wasn't as if he'd done anything exceptionally wrong. He left his room, leaving his door open and went over to Naric's knocking lightly. "Naric?" he called out, "May I come in?" 

Ooc:// Your okay. I was putting faces on tic tacs and putting them back in the bottle. It is HARD! lol.

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Naric's ears perked as he heard Miramo's voice. He glanced up from his knees looking at the door staying quiet for a moment. "It's your house. Do as you please" He answered softly knowing that the other neko could hear him. He let out a small sigh looking back down pressing his forehead against his knees still meditating his breathing. What now? He asked himself shifting his position on the floor so he was a little more comfortable not really moving from his ball form.

His black tail curled around his legs as he pulled his ears back wondering what Miramo wanted. He bit his bottom lip before shifting his green eyes and staring at Miramo quietly debating internally if he should apologize or not. I...I'm sorry he thought not exactly sure how to make that little saying come out of his mouth.

He took a deep breath before just going for it figuring he really had nothing to loose. "Miramo...." he said softly lowering his gaze to the floor still trying to get his thoughts into order. "I should have known better. I...I'm...." His voice trailed off as his voice cracked a little bit. What's wrong with me? It's a simple phrase. 'I'm sorry'. He growled in his mind feeling his stomach clench. "I'm sorry!" he blurted out tightening his grip on his legs as he hid his face behind his knees. He didn't want to see Miramo's ex
pression a little scared he was mad at him.

((Pfft, Is that actually fun, or are you just bored? xD))

Miramo frowned at Naric's answer but opened the door and slipped inside anyways, closing the door behind him with a soft click and leaning back against it to watch the neko carefully. The first thing that puzzled him was as to why Naric would be on the floor. Before he'd left, Naric had seemed excited about the bed. Had he somehow done this? That only made him feel worse, and seeing how troubled the black neko acted didn't help any.

His ears perked up when Naric said his name, actually taking a step forward when Naric continued to speak, pausing when his voice cracked then jumping back slightly from the outburst. He sated at him for a few moments before his ears drooped and his tail stilled, his ex
pression softening as well. He moved across the room and knelt in front of him. Alright, I'm over here, now what? Miramo thought, as if he was guiding himself through certain steps. Naric hadn't been looking at him at all, so maybe he was worried about Miramo's own reaction to the situation? But what should he do about it?

It took him a while to figure out what he was supposed to do and when he finally did, he was still a bit hesitant. He was either going to make this worse or better. Carefully, he reached out and pat Naric's head before stroking one of his ears. "I'm not mad..." Miramo said softly. "I just wasn't expecting that is all. Please don't be upset." The last part of his voice was soft and it almost seemed like he was begging. He'd never begged before, never had to, but Naric was different. He didn't want the neko to be upset over this or anything else.