[rl with aya]

[flawed_mirror]

He slept alone, he always slept alone, there was no exception-not in recent memory and dreams didn’t count. Even in the real world this was his preference, not that he had very many opportunities to act on human desires when he filtered them out through other activities. Sometimes though, once in a blue moon just for a change of pace, to celebrate

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[rococo_magic]

"No...I don't want...to pin the tail...on the tanuki," Aya mumbled when the sheets were yanked off. He noticed the change in the temperature and tried to curl up in his yukata while one hand fumbled around for his blankets. While searching, still half asleep, his hand never did find those sheets, but something more interesting and solid, something like a body. In Aya’s sleep-filled-hazy-fantasy-dusted mind, this body was part of a dream…a dream that included himself and one other person which was usually the case. Aya dreamt of Takeo-kun often and tonight was no different, so naturally he trapped the foreign body in a hug much like he would with Takeo-kun a contented sigh escaping his lips. Of course there was something very wrong with this picture, Takeo never returned his affections…so why would he be in Aya’s bed?

[flawed_mirror]

The Corinthian cast his gaze downward at the boy clearly puzzled and for more than one reason. First of all what the hell was a tanuki and why would you want to pin anything on it? Second…was he really asleep? He had to have been, no one would wittingly put their arms around a serial killer with eyes for teeth. Not that the boy could see much, it was pitch black, but he could see perfectly fine. Scanning the room he noticed it was immaculate and it clashed with his tastes a bit, his ran more towards the savage and grotesque truth of human nature. In fact the cleanliness of the room made The Corinthian momentarily doubt that this was a boy, but looking down at the yukata clad body and he needn’t further convincing otherwise. No breasts…small favors huh

[rococo_magic]

Before the knife could come down and pierce through his skull Aya rolled over onto his side the knife penetrating the pillow only millimeters away from his nose. If snuggling with a serial killer wasn't enough to wake him up then the resulting feathers that exploded from the pillow when it was stabbed was. Aya's entire body jolted out of the bed and upon finding an intruder there he fell over the side landing hard on the floor. His hand instinctively went for his magic wand, something he kept close at all times because Takeo-kun made it. It looked like a strange bird on a stick, kind of stupid looking, but it did what it was supposed to do most of the time. Pointing the wand at the shady figure and hoping he would hit him with some accuracy, Aya chanted spell that, if it worked he would shrink the intruder down to size, "Eya Shubu Nigu Latobghu!"

[flawed_mirror]

The Corinthian wasn’t accustomed to his victims retaliating; it went against the grain of how things were supposed to go. Normally they struggled futilely and lashed out uselessly, but they never spouted nonsense at him nor did they hit him with weird light…like that was going to stop him. He recovered quickly grinning down at this boy and his vigor, thrilled by his momentary courage.

The Corinthian recovered quickly preparing to launch himself at the boy once again when he noticed…either his clothes were getting bigger or he was getting smaller. What the hell had the kid hit him with? He was shrinking and soon he was about the size of a 20 ounce bottle of water, his clothing pooled around his body. Fortunately his switchblade was an object relative to his size, but in retrospect he had serious doubts as to its ability to be of any service. Hissing at the boy through the darkness, his voice smaller than he might have liked it to be, “what the hell have you done to me?”