《His Innocent Fox... BoyXBoy》Chapter Nineteen
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again, this time feeling much better, but still extremely tired from waking up at Goddess knows when last Night, as I peel my heavy, puffy eyes open, and give a small groan. I stretch out, my shoulders popping, and rub furiously at my eyes... Ridding them of my previous sleep.
' Robyn?' I instantly open my link, and begin a conversation with my Beloved. He doesn't give a response, but I can hear him stirring about in my mind, and I know he is just waking up. I close it off, waiting for him to awaken, and swing my legs over the edge of the bed... Pulling my lead-like body up into a sitting position.
I look around the darkened room, blinkly hastily to get used to the darkness that surrounds me, and slowly pull myself up onto my feet. My knees wobble as soon as I'm up, and I instantly slam my hand down on the nightstand to steady myself. I hear rapid footsteps suddenly approaching the bedroom doors, and I instantly sink to my knees on the rug.
" Baby?" Niko, worried and voice laced with concern, bursts into the room seconds after I sank down, his Aura out and filling the massive room with Dominance, as I hug my knees to my chest, and keep my mouth shut.
He races around the bed, no doubt seeing my large ears poking up, and kneels down in front of me. He places his index finger under my chin, and gently tilts my head up so I'm looking up at him directly. I give a small sneer, my upper lip curling to reveal my sharp teeth, but I jerk back with a gasp, tears gathering in my blue-grey eyes, as my Nightmare flashes through my mind... And with it, the sneer my brother had on his face when he...
" How could you?" I ask, my voice barely above a hoarse whisper, as betrayal floods through me, and I jerk away from his gentle touch. His eyes flash with anger, but it is as gone as soon as it had come, and is instead replaced with hurt at my rejection to his touch.
" Pardon?" He muses, making me growl.
" How could you take me away from him? He's all I've ever had... After my parents---I mean... After the , he was the only one I had with me! You took away the only person I will love! HOW YOU?!" I start off in a dull, hoarse whisper, but soon my voice rises to a loud yell/growl, as my claws appear, and I dig them into my upper arms so I don't lash out at him again and extend the Punishment.
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He gives a dark growl at the last two sentences that I scream, which instantly causes me to flinch back on instinct, and smack my head against the bed with how fast I flinched back. I give a small groan, my ears ringing slightly from the impact, but I shake the feeling away, as I scoot sideways, and press myself against the nightstand.
" Come on Ravyn... You can't be mad at me forever." Niko sighs out, reaching his hand towards me, but I flinch away again, a growl of warning escaping my lips, as my ears flatten against my head, and I bare my sharp teeth at the concerned Vampire.
I decide that being silent seems to be the best option, and I crawl onto the bed on the hunt for the Loo. Before I can get very far however, a hand closes around my ankle, making a squeak escape my lips, and I am jerked backwards. I thrash for a second, being sure to stay silent, but the hand on my foot stays tight, and I give up trying to escape.
" Calm down Ravyn!" Niko growls to me, his voice in a low hiss, as he flips me over so I'm on my back, and yanks me forward. On instinct, I wrap my legs around his waist, my eyes dark with rage and betrayal, as he places his hand on the back of my neck, and pulls me up until the side of my face hits his lower abdomen just above his... Uhm...
I curl my lip in a sneer, trying to keep all of my harsh words to myself, as his hand comes down in my hair, and he begins to gently caress me. I give a small purr, but instantly stop myself, as a million curses go through my head at the fact that I broke my own rule to speak to him, and I push hastily at his thighs to get free.
" Goddess... Go get dressed Princess... School begins in half an hour." Niko sighs, his words making me freeze, but I shake it away, pushing my fear down, as he allows me to get away from him, and disappears from the room altogether. I stumble into the Loo, rubbing at my eyes hastily, and flick on the lights.
My eyes sting from how bright they are, but I quickly adjust to it, and begin to brew up a plan... After ten minutes of thinking, I finally get a plan, although it is quite bad, and I shift after closing and locking the doors that is. Now more comfortable now that I'm my Fox again, I hop up onto the toilet, nearly slipping, and pull myself up onto the window sill. Thankfully, the window is open just enough for my tiny self to fit through, and I slip out onto the roof.
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' Where are you Bubble?' Robyn's voice echoes through my mind, and my heart gives a soft flutter with love and fondness for him.
' Out on the roof Bird... I slipped through the window! Niko is trying to force me to go to School!' I momentarily rant to him, my heart pounding widly in my chest, as I slowly slink along the roof, keeping aa far away from the edge as I can, and search for a way down.
' Stay still, I'm on my way.' Robyn responds quickly, his voice quick and clipped, as I instantly pause, and press myself against the cold roof. I hear rustling from right beside me, and, a moment later, a hand snaps out, and grabs my scruff tightly. I instantly go limp, my eyes half-lidding and glazing over, as I am pulled back inside the warmth of the Manor, and dropped on the cold floor of another Loo.
' Don't bother Bird... I've been caught.' I mutter to my twin, my mind foggy from the tight grasp on my scruff, as I shake my head to rid the daze, and look up with my ears flat.
" Hullo..." Jazz draws out, crouched down in front of me, his arms wrapped around his legs, as he rests his chin on his knees, and looks at me. I meet his gaze, and, only when I get a closer look at him, do I realize he is wearing a School Uniform. The Uniform is white with crimson accents, gold buttons, a red necktie, and a blood red Crest, two snakes twisted around each other, eating themselves, with the initials W.C.A written in cursive underneath, on the left breast pocket.
" Can you... Shift... Back? Nikki wanted me... To help... Dress... You... In your... Uniform." The young Vampire muses meekly, his hazel eyes boring into my coal black orbs, as I eye him uneasily, and then slowly shift back. Once in human form again, Jazz pulls himself to his feet, his Teddy in his arms, and holds out his free hand for me to take.
I slowly put my hand in his, and allow him to pull me up onto my feet. I blush crimson, not used to being exposed to strangers, and quickly cover myself with my tail. Jazz however, seems to not mind my nakedness, in fact, he doesn't even stop to go any lower than my huge eyes, as he grabs another Uniform similar to his off the sink counter, hands it to me carefully, and then slides down in the corner between the toilet and the wall... Keeping his eyes glued to his bear.
I unfold the silky soft clothes carefully, and lay them down on the counter. I pull off the clothes I had worn to bed, keeping on the lacey panties, and slowly pull on the outfit... First the white undershirt, then the skirt, tucking in the shirt, followed by the blazer, buttoning it, but leaving the first two undone, then the knee-high white socks, and then the shiny black dress shoes.
" Uhm... Jazz?" I clear my throat softly, making sure everything is in place and fits right, before I grab the necktie off the counter, and turn towards the youngling.
" Mmm?" He hums, glancing up at me. My cheeks tinge pink, as I lightly wiggle the necktie, and look down shyly. He gives a sudden giggle, the sound beautiful yet sadistic in its own way, as he stands up, his bear clutched in his arm, and takes the strand of red ribbon from my hand.
He sets his bear down gently on the counter, pushing him back towards the wall so he doesn't fall off, steps so close to me I can feel his warm breath on my lips, and ties the necktie around my neck... Pulling down the flaps of my button-up as soon as it's tied perfectly.
" T-thanks..." I stutter out, my cheeks still tinged pink, as I take a small step back from the sadistically smiling boy, and turn so I'm facing the mirror again.
My hair, I soon notice, is sticking up in odd angles, the curls all over the place, I am so pale I look like an Spirit, but my cheeks are stained red, as if someone had splattered them with paint, my eyes are glassy and wide, the dark blue-grey color seeming more navy than grey, my insanely long eyelashes clumped together slightly from the crying I did earlier in the Night, my lips, dark red like blood, are plump and parted slightly, and my naturally small, skinny frame looks strangely... in the Uniform... Which fits me like a glove.
" Come... Along Ravyn... It is... Time... For... School." Jazz muses, grabbing his Teddy off the sink counter, as I give a shaky nod of my head, snagging my bottom lip between my pearly white teeth, and stumble weakly after him. Am I ready to go to a place full of my greatest enemies?
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