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[greatstarninja]

WHO → Black Star; Grimmjow
WHEN → Evening of August 16th
WHERE → Dorm room! Petunia 211
WHAT → Unpacking and meeting the roomie!
STATUS → In Process
WARNINGS → Swearing, if anything.

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[greatstarninja]

It was upon nearing the door of his new room that Black Star heard the door slam shut. Either it was his roommate or one horrible thief. For a short moment, he wished it was the thief. It certainly would give him something to do other than meander around the place, procrastinating on getting things unpacked.

His hopes of having to defend the homestead from intruders crashed, as it seemed whoever had entered knew exactly where everything was. Well, that ruined the fun of getting to wildly attack and, more than likely, destroy the place. Ah well, he could still get away with something entertaining at the expense of the other male here.

So, padding up behind the one in the kitchen, and planning on doing something that was sure to get him smacked in the face, Black Star tried to be as quiet as he could, a devious smirk crossing his face at the thought of just what was going to happen. Getting as close as he dared, which was pretty close, Black Star paused, stood on the balls of his feet, and in one loud voice barked out, "So, you're the one that gets to live in my greatness for the next however many weeks?"

[pantera_sexta]

Grimmjow could hear the so called ninja walk into the the kitchen. Sighing he grabbed the boy by his shirt collar and lifted him up off the ground slightly.

"Pull that trick again and you'll be flying out the window." Grimmjow growled. With that he set the kid down and gave him a glance over.

"So why'd you transfer last minute?" Grimmjow asked as he re-poured himself a glass of milk.

[greatstarninja]

There was one disadvantage about kitchens Black Star hated. No matter how quiet you tried to be, your feet always ended up sticking to the linoleum flooring. Damn kitchen tiles. In any case, his prey didn't seem to be as surprised as Black Star would have thought. That took all the fun out of his maneuver.

When his feet left the solid feeling of the floor and he was issued a growled out threat, Black Star felt as though his alpha male mentality was being threatened. Sure, technically he was the fresh meat around here, but that didn't mean he had to act like he was. He felt a growl working its way to his throat, ready to defend his pride in any way he deemed necessary.

Then his feet touched the ground again, and a snort left the shorter of the two. "What crawled up your ass and died?" It was just a little friendly fun! If his roommate was always like this, this was going to be one boring place to stay.

The question got a shrug in response, Black Star deciding to lean against the counter top, hands finding their way behind his head. "Seemed like a good time to."

[pantera_sexta]

Grimmjow rolled his eyes. He had a feeling that he was being provoked. Tilting his head he sat his half way empty cup down on the counter top. He chortled darkly as he bared his fangs. "You want to know what died in my ass eh?" He repeated in a mockish tone of voice.

"I'll tell you just what the fuck died up my ass." Grimmjow said as he used the quote on quote bunny ears. "I get to my fucking job, and as usual the make me work with the fucking dogs. I hate dogs. In fact I'd be one fucking happy camper if they all got terminally ill." Grimmjow snapped.

"Tch. Whatever, you're loss at having to take finals." Grimmjow murmured as he picked up his beverage once more.

[greatstarninja]

Where some may have been frightened of Grimmjow's attitude and tone, Black Star just watched with a bored look, taking this like it was talk about the weather. All things considered, it may has well have been about the weather with how much Grimmjow was ranting.

"What's wrong with dogs? They're way better than cats," stated the shorter one.

Then, the rest of Grimmjow's words clicked. Finals? Well, shit. He had forgotten all about those, and it showed in the way he had to pause and think for a moment.

[pantera_sexta]

"Dogs are little cretins. Cats are much more agile." Grimmjow said as he glared at blue haired boy. Thankfully there was only a few more days with this loon. Then he'd be able to go on a nice vacation.

Grimmjow opened his mouth to say something else insulting about dogs but paused. "Did you forget about finals squirt?" Grimmjow chided.

[greatstarninja]

"Cats are a pain in the ass. They never want anything to do with you." Black Star didn't react to the glare directed at him. Why should he? He couldn't care less what his roommate thought of him, or anyone for that matter.

Still, there were the finals. The obvious answer would be to lie. No, he hadn't forgotten about finals, thank you very much, but he had. It had slipped his mind completely.

Though, whether it was a saving grace or just digging himself a deeper hole, his ego just had to make itself known. He puffed out his chest, a smile on his face. "I'll pass those finals without a problem."

[pantera_sexta]

"And so are dogs. They bark and piss everywhere." Grimmjow hissed. "Cats, are better. Especially training the bigger ones. They just don't know how to trust anyone that walks right up to them." Grimmjow pointed out.

Setting his cup down in the sink for tomorrow's rinse cycle he paused and stared at Black*Star. "Do you even know what has been taught in your classes?"

[greatstarninja]

He fixed his roommate with a look of disbelief. "How is that better? Dogs will play with you a lot more than a cat would because they trust easier. Cats just want to be by themselves all the time. What fun is that?" How anyone could like the stuck-up felines was beyond Black Star.

He paused for a moment, though, when finals were brought up once more. Okay, so not being there for many of the lessons wasn't necessarily a good thing. Dang common sense always got the better of him.

"It can't be all that hard," he responded with a grin. "Besides, since I haven't been here long, I doubt I have to worry about them, anyway. See? Nothing to worry about."

[pantera_sexta]

"Dogs are lame. End of story." Grimmjow snapped as he leaned against the kitchen counter.

He rolled his eyes and pushed off the counter. "Right whatever you say Guppy." Grimmjow murmured as he padded to his room. He paused before going inside. "We have separate rooms. This is mine. Stay out of it. I don't want to see you go into it for anything." Grimmjow stated as he looked at Black*Star.

[greatstarninja]

Black Star huffed, lowering his arms from his head and letting his elbows rest on the counter. "Cats are even more lame," he grumbled, half turning away from the other male.

"The name's Black Star," he growled in reply to the 'Guppy' comment, turning to snap some smart comment back at Grimmjow. He paused, his attention turning towards curiosity and just what he was been told. Stay out of the room? That was basically an open invitation to go roaming around in there all he wanted.

And that just added a new question in Black Star's mind: Just what did Grimmjow not want him to see in there? No, he didn't care about personal space or the common sense behind wanting privacy.

[pantera_sexta]

"Che, whatever." Grimmjow muttered as he crossed his arms.

"You're a Guppy, Guppy." Grimmjow smirked. His smirk faltered somewhat as he saw that special glint in his eyes. "Don't get any bright ideas Guppy. Or you'll end up in the toilet." Grimmjow frowned as he wandered into his room.

"I mean it. If something is missing or something looks like it's been gone through you'll be swimming with the guppies." Grimmjow called over his shoulder.

[greatstarninja]

"If I'm a guppy, then you're a Chihuahua," came the retort. If he had to put up with being called Guppy, then dammit Black Star would find a nickname that Grimmjow hated, and since this one didn't seem to like dogs, what a better name than a dog breed?

Waving one hand in a lazy and dismissive manner, Black Star turned his attention to his own room, deciding that taking things out of boxes would be a good idea. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Chihua." The seeds had already been planted, though. Black Star wanted to know now more than ever what was so great about that bedroom. Threat or no threat, he was determined to find out.

[pantera_sexta]

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes. Oh hell no. He wasn't no goddamned naked dog that would not shut the fuck up with their yipping. With that he turned around. "Guppy makes sense. Unless you want me to call you fish. Either way I'm fine." He paused. "And don't you dare call me a fucking fish either."

[greatstarninja]

It didn't matter what his roommate decided to call him. Guppy, fish, his actual name. It made no difference. "Why would I call you a fish when I can call you a dog?" Black Star grinned, a teasing tone in his voice. No matter if he was called a Guppy or a fish, he could continue with the Chihuahua name.

[pantera_sexta]

"Because you're a freshman." Grimmjow stated. "And you know what--?" He paused as he shut his door in his roommates face.