House of Blood: Part One: Chapter Five: Dont Blin- Too Late. You Blinked.

this is the part where we meet the characters and how they got to the mansion. you may skip this if you like. this section of the story is right before all the action for readers who enjoy a little peace in the story rather than all action. . if you would like, you may skip to the second part, where all the characters get into the action. the second part begins after chapter twenty one. there is an instruction manual in the next part. this part of the story contains: language, sexuality

akiras POV

i yawned. i was still in bed, and i was still sleepy. but miss Bremington, a hoarder, asked me to clean her house for five silver coins, and that was an offer i couldn’t refuse. that was more money that i could have ever imagined, and it was right under my nose. besides, her house isn’t that bad. ive cleaned worse. i was in a much better mood, and i almost felt like a normal teenager. a good, hormonal teenager. my home was the one place where i could relax. i rubbed my eyes, reached over to my tiny night stand and grabbed my clock, took a look around, then froze. there was a cat hybrid laying on my bed. and damn, is he good looking! i froze. my cloak was off, revealing my snow white shoulders and thys. i still had my gloves and boots on, so there couldn’t be much skin revealed. maybe he didn’t suspect me…. but why the hell was he here in my room? iv’e heard of knights who are so tired they end up sleeping in peoples houses when they come to inspect them, but this is obnoxious. he slept on my bed even though he saw a person there. or was he already out cold before he could see me? who the hell cares, i want him out of my house and out of my bed. this thing cost a fortune because of how soft it is. i don’t need him soiling it. i rubbed my eyes to get a closer look at him. holy fuck. he wasn’t an Inferior, which are about the only knights the people in the slums ever saw. he was much higher ranking, but what was he? and damn, might i add that he looks nice n’ fiiiiine. i snapped out of teenage mode and went into adult mode, the same way i had done at the market. stoic, unflinching, cold, dark Akira. this is how its always been with me. ever since my parents died due to those damned knights. they did nothing wrong. They were buying groceries at the market and were killed. a silver stake to the heart. for what, looking at some apples? i’ll never forgive the Superiors for what the did. i’ll have my revenge. but first, i have to get Mr. Hot Stuff out of here. i poked his cheek, but he didn’t stir. i pinched his arm, but he was still in a deep sleep. how long has it been since he last slept? his stomach happened to growl as i was asking this question. it sounded like he was starving. i don’t care what he was, he needed some food and sleep, that’s for damned sure. i heard a " mrrrow” trill-like sound out of him. i shouted, but he still didn’t wake up. okay. that’s it. i grabbed his tail and gave it a hard yank.

" MRRRRROOOOOOWWWW!” he caterwauled at the top of his lungs, springing up with his hands and feet pointing to the ground like a cat. his back was even arched and his ears were flattened against his head. he dropped on all fours to the ground, then held his tail. his fingernails suddenly sharpened as if a cats claws were unsheathed and his tail was so bushy it was the size of his torso. he was blushing and his entire face was completely red.

" okay, okay, i get it. don’t touch the tail. but do you mind explaining to me why you’re in my room?”

“ i-i d-d-don’t know! but don’t touch my tail! it’s sensitive!” he said, a blushing mess.

“ sensitive, as in…..” okay, now ideas were getting in my head. and they weren’t exactly innocent either.

“ i didn’t- i wasn’t- i mean- you know what i meant!” the color of his face was finally starting to turn back to normal. don’t get me wrong, his face was still pink, but it was a healthy shade. now he looks more cute than hot. we sat in silence as his tail slowly turned back to skinny and normal and his fingernails grew shorter and less pointy. his ears slowly began to rise from his head and become perky. soon, his face went completely back to normal. i guess he calmed down now. before i could ask what kind of knight he was, i suddenly had a strong urge to blink. i guess we both did, because we both blinked, then everything went black.