Ooc:// Well. Umm. I'm bored and very deturmined to do it. So once i'm done i'm totally taking a picture and putting it on here to show you. I had to draw faces on every single tic tac and then one by one place them in their container so they look funny. I'm bored. XD

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Naric listened to Miramo's soft steps figuring he was comming closer to him. He slightly held his breath holding extremly still wondering when he was going to speak; if he was going to speak at all. The breath that Naric was hold came out in a huff accidently when he felt Miramo's hand and pat his head. Although when Miramo stroked his ear a small purr escaped his throat. Crap...Naric thought lifting his head meeting Miramo's eyes listening to his words. This wasn't the time to melt because of how nice it felt to have his ears messed with. He let out a soft sigh trying to control his emotions.

His tail flicked lightly as he thought of what he could say to respond to Miramo's words. Please don't be upset. Am I upset with him? It wasn't his fault.... His thoughts ceased when he opened his mouth and begin speaking. "I didn't mean to. I just figured thank you wasn't enough to show how greatful I am" he said softly bitting his bottom lip. "You've given me more than anyone has. Even though it was just food, a bath, and now this" he said motioning his hand to the room. "It's more than anyone has ever done with me..." he let his voice trail off averting his green gaze to the floor in front of him. Including my parents He thought within the safety of his own mind feeling a slight tug at his heart.

Why do I miss them when they did nothing for me but sell me? He asked himself trying to fight the feeling in his stomach. He sort of felt sick and pressed his forehead back to his knees. He hated the feeling he got when his mind traveled back to his parents; his old home. This is your home. You live with Miramo now He thought lifting his gaze back on the neko in front of him. He only just now realized that he had taken a shower. A slightly confused look fell upon his face. Maybe he felt dirty or needed to relax. Showers do that. They relax people...calm them down.

((At least you know how to tame your boredom in an awesome way xD I really can't wait to see that, lol.))

Miramo smiled slightly, his ears perking up when he heard Naric's purr, and continued to give attention to the neko's ear, only stopping when Naric started talking. He was actually rather surprised by why he'd been hugged, his cheeks heating up when he realized he'd gotten it all wrong. How stupid can I get? He thought. But for a moment, he was strangely happy. Naric was grateful to him. That meant the hug had been sincere. It had been too long since someone had touched Miramo in a sincere way. Even at his parents funeral, he could feel how fake everyone's sympathy had been. But this was different. The idea of this spread a certain warmth through the white neko's body and, for just a moment, he ignored everything else; his father's legacy, the reason he'd bought Naric, all his concerns were just gone. 

But something strange happened before he could speak. Naric looked almost sick before hiding his face. This Miramo to bl
ink in surprise and get closer to him, placing his hand on the neko's shoulder, only to have him look up. Miramo hesitated slightly when he spotted the confused look but pushed it aside, wrapping his arms around the black neko to hug him tightly. It didn't matter to Miramo that they were master and slave. They were both alone in this world, he could tell, and they only had each other to lean on. It was amazing that everything could change in just a few hours and plans could turn to dust.

However, soon something started buzzing in Miramo's head and it was too much to ignore. His doubt was building up. What if this was all one-sided and Naric's feeling were only appreciation. This caused Miramo to pull back, looking at the black neko nervously. "I'm sorry..." he said softly, "Should I not do that?"

Ooc:// I gave up tonight. My wrist hurts from placing them very delicatly in the stupid plastic container. They don't fit as well back in as they did in the first place. lol.

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Naric had to admit the hand rubbing his ear felt nice and he never wanted that feeling to stop. His heart calmed and his mind stopped swimming through the past though when Miramo stopped messin with his ear and placing his hand Naric's shoulder. He had to admit he was suprised that Miramo would do such a thing but what shocked him even more was when the white neko wrapped his arms around him, hugging him. Naric's ears perked as his tail flopped beside him. His heart began to speed up as his thoughts spirred out of control.  

He cares! He actually cares about me! but wait....something's up. His thoughts stopped when Miramo pulled away. The neko seemed nervous but he didn't know why. Am I the cause of his uneasy feelings?  He asked himself. "No no...It.." Naric snapped his mouth shut not knowing exactly how to respond. "It's fine. It's nice" He nodded with a light smile; his first in forever.  I don't hurt anymore he thought internally smiling. It was weird how comfortable he felt with Miramo at the current moment.

His green gaze glanced to the side at the bed just starig at it for a moment. "Can...I move to the bed?" he asked curiously perking his ears a little bit lettin his tail flop beside him a little excited. "The floor hurts but it was a habbit" he frowned glancing down at the ground he was sitting on. He ran his hand over it lightly then shrugged. "Habbits are hard to break sometimes."

((Aww xD Oh well, it's not like the faces you gave them are going to make them run off :P ))

Miramo's ex
pression became nervous when Naric first spoke, but he perked up when he said it was fine, blushing at the black neko's smile. That was the first time he'd seen him smile and he actually looked quite good while doing it. Did that mean that Naric was happy? If so, Miramo was determined to keep him that way.

When Naric requested to go to the bed, Miramo nodded, standing up and picking Naric up like the first time. This time, he gave him a playful "deal with it" look as he carried him over to the soft bed and placed him back down on his back before sitting down on the edge to watch him over his shoulder. "Is it as nice as you hoped?" Miramo asked before stretching out on the bed beside the neko just so he wouldn't have to twist his body to look at him. His tail flopped lazily behind him, the fur still looking slightly spiky from being dried with a towel. 

((Brainfail sorry >_< Lost my train of thought.))

Ooc:// lol. They will be there until I get bored tomorrow. Hopefully i'll be done then. I have half the bottle done just not the other half. ^.^ It's hard to draw on tic tacs with sharpies. My mom thinks i'm an idiot because the picture i'm copying, she says it is photo-shopped and the faces are done by the computer and I took it literally and actually drew faces on the breath mints. *shrugs* I was never a bright kid. XD

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With Miramo's nod, Naric's ears stood straight up and his tail flopped like mad beside him clearly excited. That didn't last long though when he pouted as Miramo carried him and layed him on the bed. I can still walk...he thought to himself not speaking about the issue noticing the look. He was not about to test it, not now at least. He figured this wouldn't be the last time Miramo felt the sudden desire to carry him.

As soon as his body felt the soft bed he instincivly grabbed a pillow and curled up around hit hidding his face. A soft purr came from his throat as he kept his face burried enjoying the nice soft feeling of the pillow. "Mmmmm" He muttered softly flopping his tail back and fourth; his excitment never seeming to fade. The small smile his face held ealier was now extremly wide as he peeked up from the pillow at Miramo. "It's amazing" he grinned revealing his fangs. He laughed snuggling up with the pillow again. "It's better than the floor" Naric said softly focusing on Miramo. His hair fell in his face which only caused him to frown slightly using the back of his right hand to brush it out of his eyes.

"Miramo...?" Naric asked not shifting his gaze from the white neko laying next to him. His heart dropped as his mind wandered back to the stories the other slaves told. He didn't want them to be true but every slave knew it was. It was an unspoken code between masters. He took a deep breath his smile seeming to fade as his grip on the pillow tightened. Don't..Not now. His thoughts screamed at him not to bring it up. Not to bing up an issue that had been bugging Naric ever since Miramo bought him. He had already called his name knowing good and well the white neko was waiting for his question. His stomach clenched as he opened his mouth to ask his question. "Are you going to sell me after a while?" he asked letting his green eyes travel down to the space between them.

(( lol. Naric seems to ruin the greatest moments. ^.^ ))

((Pfft, that's awesome xD I think the "non bright" people have the most fun in life because we're so easily amused. I can spend an entire dinner playing with peper, salt, sugar, and water and not be bored x3 ))

Miramo chucked as he watched Naric snuggled up with a pillow, dying to know what had brought that on. Maybe he was just glad to finally be in a bed, or he really like pillows, but it looked more like a habit to Miramo. He decided not to press the issue, however. The reason wasn't all that important, but the fact that the neko might like that kind of stuff might. Maybe Miramo would get him a really nice pillow sometime, or some sort of stuffed animal.

As he mused over possible presents for the neko, Miramo tilted his head towards the ceiling and locked his fingers behind his head, looking content with his thoughts as he stared up with small smile on his face. He really had forgotten how much fun company could be. Usually it was just him and the stars he watched at night and, as beautiful as they were, they couldn't compare ot another voice and even the slight body heat the white neko could feel coming off Naric. Everything just seemed so calming and comfortable. His tail flicked contently, his eyes getting lazy.

The sound of Naric's voice once again broke though his thoughts and he turned his head to look at the black neko, shifting so he could prop himself up with one elbow to look at him better. Although there was something odd going on. Naric had said his name like he had a question, but now the neko looked confused and almost upset, as if he was fighting with himself in his mind. And he soon figured out why.

The question had caught him off guard, dropping reality back on Miramo's head like a ton of bricks. It was easy to forget that he owned Naric. The neko wasn't a normal piece of property. He lived, thought, and felt like any other neko. Being reminded that he actually owned Naric was very tough.

Miramo sat up, folding his hands in his lap and staring off into space. It wasn't a matter of if Miramo was going sell him or not, it was a matter of if he even could. After a long while, he finally spoke. "No." he answered, his voice soft and almost sounding like he was losing his voice. 

Ooc:// I have to ask. Do you make them talk to eachother? *Peeks from behind her pillow a little guilty* I helped my friend make a sombrero for a salt shaker at a restraunt and we had a battle with salt, pepper, and a spoon. ^.^ It was hillarious but the waiter kind of glarred at us. XD

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Naric's ears perked at Miramo's answer. No. It was a simple answer yet one that he couldn't seem to wrap his mind around. No. He repeated in his mind shifting his gaze to to the white neko now sitting in front of him with sort fo a dazed look. He tilted his head to the side not really sure how to take his answer. So his first master would be his last. He released the pillow and sat up as well keeping his focus on Miramo. He reached forward a little hesitantly and placed it upon the white neko's knee.

Silently he thanked Miramo for his answer feeling a little better about his situation. It wasn't bad living with him at all, especially since he was treated like a person and not some worthless pet. "I'm not as bad as those guards thought...." he spoke softly looking down at the bed. "I was irritated back there. I wasn't going to let them break me. Its hard to watch people you once talked with to be broken and sold off like animals" he sighed twitching his ear. The hardest thing for Naric to witness was the look his old friends had given him when their spirit was broken. It was sad and just horrible. It made him feel like his heart was being ripped into peices. His eyes shut as he balled his fist remembering the ominous sound of the guard's laugh.

Out of habbit he brought his hands up to his head covering his ears, that were firmly pressed against his head as if trying to block out an unheard sound. A slight whimper escaped from his throat as he squeezed his eyes shut. It was easy to get lost in his thoughts and this was one of those times. The laughs rang throuh his mind letting letting himself fall to the side onto the bed, curling up into a ball. They arn't here. They arn't here. He repeated the prhase in his mind trying to get rid of the laughs running through his memory and his head.

((Lol, no. I dumped them all together, gave them sector names, then poured water on them to see who survived against the invading water army. As well as giving my parents and the rest of the people nearby play-by-play commentary xD And waiters always glare at you when you're having fun :P))

Miramo jolted slightly from the touch, quickly calming when he realized it was only Naric's hand. With a soft smile on his face, he gently placed his own hand on the other neko's, enjoying to warmth and knowing he hadn't made a mistake. Although the government stopped giving him money the day he turned eighteen, he still had his father's savings. That should keep him an Naric alive for a year or so, maybe more. There was no rush and he knew eventually they'd be able to support themselves with their own jobs. A real job, not Slave Breaking. That had been his father's job and Miramo was not his father.

His train of thought stopped when Naric began speaking and he tilted his ears back to listen, even if he hadn't turned his head. The neko's words on added to Miramo's confidence. His father had been a good man, but he had not had the most sinless job. He remembered that sad look his father always had when he came back home from selling another slave. It took strength to do that, strength that Miramo just didn't have.

When Naric pulled his hand away, Miramo's ears perked up in surprise. He'd been about to turn around and ask what was wrong when he heard the whimper and spun around with a panicked look on his face to see the other neko curled up in a ball. "Naric?!" he gasped, immediately moving to his side and shaking his shoulder to try and snap him out of it. "Naric!" he called, trying to get through to him. What in the world was going on?! He'd been just fine a minute ago. "Naric!" he cried for the third tome, looking down at the neko worriedly. 

Ooc:// So i'm the only weirdo who makes objects talk. lol. That actually sounds fun. ^.^ Wish I would have thought of that insread of making the spoon die in a puddle of unused ketchup. XD I guess making objects talk was something I learned from my wacko friends.

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The sound of Miramo's voices echoed through the laughs. Listen to him. His mind called out to him listening to the Miramo call his name. His breathing began to slow as the voices in his head died down a little bit but still lingered. He felt the hand shake his shoulder trying to get him to come back and open his eyes indicationg he was alright. That was just what he did. He opened his eyes pulling his hands away from his ears slowly as if expecting for the noise to start up again.

His terrified gaze shifted up to Miramo for a moment before sitting up and wrapping his arms around him. "Please..." Naric whispered bringing his hand to Miramo's chest gripping his half open shirt a little tightly. "Please" he whispered again burrying his head into miramo's chest not really wanting to loose the warmth of the other neko. His green eyes shut trying to focus and calm his breathing down hating how rough and raspy it had become.

Damn it! He cursed in his head at the random out break of his memories. He hated it when they took him back. It was a bad feeling and not fun when there was no one near to help him. Why now? Why now? the question repeated through his mind trying to focus on something else. Happy thoughts. Purple things...the sunset, but its dark outside. The night sky! There are stars in it....stars! My tattoo. His mind searched frantically to different thoughts before resting on the happiness surrounding the tattoo under his right eye. It was the only part of his body that would never change through time. Something frozen in time to represent who he was as a peson. For some reason that little tattoo on his cheek bone and the three down his hip ment a lot to him. In his mind they represented everything that was him.

(( I lost train of thought. >.>  Sorry for ranting. lol. ))

((Sorry, xD for some reason I don't make them talk lol. Although the killing the spoon thing sounds just as fun ;P))

Miramo released the breath he'd been holding in when he saw Naric's eyes open. Thank God... He thought, forcing his breathing to start up again while trying to slow his frantic heartbeats. That had been absolutely scary, not to mention unexpected. He'd seen slave's have mental relapses before, but always from a distance. This was the first he had to deal with and it was one of the worst he'd seen.

When Naric sat up and sought comfort from him, Miramo accepted him, taking him into his arms and holding onto him tightly. Naric needed him and he wasn't going to push away. "Shh... It's okay." he purred softly, trying to see if that helped any, sometimes it did, sometimes it didn't, but anything was worth a try. Even when Naric seemed to calm down a little, Miramo didn't let go of him. Instead, he simply shifted so he and the other neko were laying out on the bed and Miramo was able to pull the covers over themselves, still never letting go of Naric. He was determined to keep the black neko in his arms until he was certain he wasn't needed any more. "It's going to be alright, Naric." he said softly after a moment, beginning to stroke one of the black neko's ears to calm him down that way.

((Brainfail. I'm gonna go to be pretty soon. Just need to finish my Algebra. So this might be my last post or I might work one last one in. :3)) 

Ooc:// hehe. Killing unanimated objects is fun. And that's okay. It is late and I should probably get more sleep than last night. XP

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Naric let out another sigh feeling his heart calm down significantly as his mind calmed allowing peace for once. He listened to Miramo's words allowing him to shift into a more comfortable position. He didn't loose the grip on the other neko's shirt actually tightening it when the white neko's hand began to stroke his ear. He began to purr rather loudly moving his head into the neko's hand allowing him to keep messing with his ear. He felt the purrs ripple through his chest as his body relexed in Miramo's arms.

He opened his green eyes to try to focus on something other than his thoughts but his cheeks flushed pink when he was faced with the white neko's chest. His tail curled forward wrapping around himself as he nuzzled into Miramo's chest, reclosing his eyes. A small yawn escaped his lips, enjoying the warmth the white neko was putting off and the soft comfy covers around them.

He was way to tired to think about the current situation he was in, curled up in another neko's arms, the very neko who bought him just a few hours before. His purrs rumbled through his body only causing his grip to lesson as the unconcious state of sleep overtook him. His purring never ceased though as his body curled up to the white neko even more savoring the warmth between the two.

(( And thus Miramo finds out Naric clings in his sleep. ^.^  ))

Miramo smiled softly, Naric's purrs actually serving to calm him down as well. There was something about having this neko in his arms that made him feel content and almost sleepy, causing him to have to focus on keeping his eyes open for several minutes before he realized Naric had actually fallen asleep. He blinked, looking confused as he brought his hand up to ghost his fingers along the grip the black neko had on him. It seeped almost like a crime to pull away. Naric had gone through so much that Miramo didn't want to leave him alone when he woke up. With a small sigh, Miramo decided to stay, snuggling don into the warmth of the bed before pulling the black neko closer to him, his own purrs starting to rise. Eventually, sleep started to take its hold on him. His eyes became too heavy to keep open and once he closed them, he was as good as gone in his dream world. His ex
pression relaxed and his hold on Naric became more of an innocent touch then an actual hold on him, his tail twitching softly behind him.

((Lol, I'm still failing. >_> Timeskip?)) 

Ooc:// I shall skip. ^.^

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Something moved across Naric's ear causing it to twitch, snapping the black neko out of his sleep. He groaned softly bringing his right hand to his ear rubbing for a brief moment. A yawn escaped his lips as he snuggled into the warmth of the other neko not really wanting to get up. Just a little bit more sleep. It's comfortable here. He begged into his head but stiffened as last nights events came back into his mind. I'm not alone.

He opened his eyes only to see Miramo's chest and lightly feel the white neko's arms around him. He felt his heartbeat increase and his cheesk heat up as a pink blush apeared. In a way he felt comfortable but at the same time it was sort of awkward to be curled up in Miramo's arms. His breathing shallowed as he gently tried to escape the white neko's arms not really wanting to wake him up. He seemed at peace and comfortable where he was.

Crap. Why do I have the strong feeling I am going to wake him? He asked knowing good and well that his actions would end up waking the white neko. With a light sigh he just pulled his black ears back staying still for a moment trying to decide his next move.

Ooc:// I'm going to spam our roleplay just to say...I did it! And show you. ^.^

((Omigosh those are so cute! >w< You should like, frame them or something xD
Sorry for lateness. Shoulda posted this hours/a day ago. :/))

Miramo let out a soft groan, the feeling of Naric squirming in his arms rousing him slightly from sleep. He was still holding onto the black neko and at some point during the night, his tail had wrapped itself around on of Naric's legs. It now twitched alive and uncoiled itself to swish softly behind Miramo as he let out a small yawn. 

After a moment, he rolled over onto his back, releasing his hold on the black neko as he stretched out, his back arching slightly off the bed. It was an odd feeling to wake up like this and it had been years since he'd slept with another living creature. Usually he'd stretch out and toss and turn in his sleep during the night but this time he'd stayed in pretty much the same position. Quite honestly, it made him stiff. Still, it wasn't unpleasant. 

The stiffness mostly out of his body, he finally opened his amber eyes, staring sleepily at the ceiling for a moment before rolling back over to face Naric, staring at him with a playful ex
pression as he lightly embraced him again. "Mornin' Sunshine," he said cheerfully to the other male, grinning at him. "Did you sleep well?" Already the sleep seemed to be gone from his eyes, even for just waking up. Clearly, he was a morning person. 

Ooc:// Your fine. They are going to my best friend. She seen the picture online and wanted them.

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Naric's ears pressed against his head as he looked into the white neko's eyes. Really? He asked in his head wondering how on earth he was fully awake. The pink slighlty faded from his cheeks before he focused his gaze on his own black tail flopping beside him. "Good. Thank you" he said rather softly ignoring the fact that Miramo called him 'sunshine'.

Hey! My dreams were peaceful. Naric thought perking his ears slightly. For once he didn't have any nightmares to make him toss and turn. There was only two possiblities for getting rid of those dreams last night. A, he was in a warm comfortable bed or B, he was with anouther person whom was comforting him.

Naric groaned bringing his hands up rubbing his eyes. He had to admit he was still tired but then again he was always tired. Spending a while in a cage only made you tired with not getting enough exercise. "What about you?" Naric asked lifting his gaze to meet the white neko's eyes again. The pink blush came back and brushed across his cheeks once more when realizing he was still in the white neko's arms. And I thought I was a cuddler. He thought to himself smirking lightly at his inside joke.

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((Aww... that's adorable ;A; ))

Miramo's smile widened. "Really good." he answered. He was slightly disappointed that he'd missed watching the stars the previous night, but it had been a small price to pay for what had happened. Besides, he already had all the star locations plotted out for the next year anyways. He'd be able to double check everything that night so nothing was a real loss. Plus, he'd actually been behind on sleep for several days, so the extra hours were much needed.

When he noticed the blush on Naric's cheeks, he blinked, looking confused. "Hey, are you sick?" he asked, a worried ex
pression on his face. The last thing he wanted was for the black neko to get ill without him knowing. Perhaps it was his lack of nutrition over the past half-year. 

"Your cheeks are pink..." he murmured thoughtfully, pressing the back of his hand against Naric's cheek to feel the temperature. "You're kinda warm too." He was starting to get worried, apparently too dense to realize it was a simple blush. He really wanted to be able to help the black neko if he was sick. Maybe some water... or more food? He held the neko tightly against himself, unsure what to do.