A pleasant nightmare

Alaki · 05-03-2011, 08:04 PM

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Coding by Sie.

WC:388 - Hop into bed with Key, yes? Also, not entirely sure when to date this >.<

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It had been hard work, but he had managed to convince Giuseppe to allow Teo his pet raccoon; it had only cost him one whore and a fair few bottles of mixed alcohol. A twinge of guilt hit him as he recalled the unknown female whom he had throw into the hands of Giu, but she was nothing more than a stranger and did not matter, while the albino hybrid... mattered to the Dasa?

Having only returned twice to his room since his departure to convince Giu; firstly to collect Beyaz so that the albino crow did not harasses Teo; no doubt the bird would win if a fight broke out between the pair…. The second time Teo had thankfully not been around, for he had brought the unconscious body of the white female to his room while he collected the booze and dropped Beyaz off. Now he headed for the comforts of his room once more; to deliver the good news to the albino hybrid and to catch a good nights sleep.

Pushing aside his curtain door, he scanned the small room for any sign of the white one, only to find darkness. Blindly, he reached towards his desk and sought out his lighter, once the object was within his hands, he lit it and brought the flame to the wick of a nearby candle, placed upon the wall to the right of the door on a small ledge.

With the small candle dimly lighting the room, he rummaged around his storage box for a spare blanket and found none. Knowing that Teo had no doubt been using his bed since he left, he choose to go without a blanket; so that if the white one returned, he could use the single piece of cloth himself.

Sluggishly, he moved to his bed. Right before he threw himself down onto the layer of pelts, he felt Beyaz release his grip on his shoulders and heard the white bird glide and settle upon the ground. Caring little as to what the bird was doing, he lay upon his stomach; head resting upon crossed arms and only his thin jeans to provide any warmth and began to drift of into a well deserved sleep.

I’ll tell him the good news when he gets here or when I wake up tomorrow….

Matteo Trovato · 05-04-2011, 12:13 AM

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After he meets Des. A little PP with Beyaz as usual, and Matteo's assuming that Alaki's asleep at this point. I'm thinking Key wakes Teo up, things 'calm down', Key goes back to bed and Teo crawls in after him?

Matteo hadn't spent the night there in Alaki's room as instructed. Rather, he'd gone out on an overnight hike outside of the territory, using the back entrances of the caves to get around without being detected. Now he was just arriving home, late into the evening. It wasn't because he'd been uncomfortable or uneasy being there, no. Rather the opposite; he'd worried himself with just how... easily he'd moved in. The room had been cleaned and new things added for both decoration and function.

His trip outside of the territory hadn't been uneventful. He'd met another hybrid and her stallion whilst away, not to mention the rather large hunk of driftwood he now dragged through the caves to fix into a perch for Beyaz as a peace-offering to the moody crow. He'd make a cat tower later, for Carissa, once she was old enough to leave the floor and bed.

Enough rambling, though. Matteo entered the room silently, hoisting the wood up off the ground with little more than a grunt. He glanced into the room as he came in and upon noticing the candle, he realized Alaki had come home. Glancing over, he spotted the other male nested in the bed, probably asleep, blanket thrown aside for some reason. He'll get cold like that, the silly brute.

With a smirk, Teo moved the wood to rest on its side near the back of the room. Passing Beyaz, he smiled down at the bird, whispering a soft hello. Carissa was in his bag that was hanging over his shoulder, happily asleep and fed off the jerky he'd brought with them, the little piglet. He set the bag down in her corner, not bothering to wake her, and then he trotted over to the bed on quiet paws.

He reached over carefully, grabbing the blanket and then tugging it over his supposedly sleeping friend, gently covering him up. He paused a moment, admiring the other's sleeping expression. Probably the only time he's not causing trouble... Another smile, then he moved away to rummage through his belongings for a more comfortable outfit to sleep in; a t-shirt and some altered boxers would do for now.

It wasn't long before Matteo was changed (he was surprisingly stealthy in doing this, should Alaki wake up...) and curled up below the foot of the bed on the floor, hesitating in falling asleep just yet. I wonder what he's been doing? He's always gone away these days... did he actually get through to Giuseppe about Carissa? Teo glanced up at the bed and its sleeping user. I don't doubt it. If he hasn't yet, he'll find a way.

His thoughts eventually drifted off to shallow dreams as he faded off to sleep right there on the floor...

In his dreams, Matteo was back in Italy. His home, a large manor situated in rich farmlands just outside a busy city. His mother was inside with him, sitting in the livingroom, sharing stories with him beside a crackling fire. Outside, Giuseppe and his father worked at getting the cows into the barn for the night. Everything was perfect.

His mother chimed that it was time for bed, and off he went, up the stairs and into the room he and Giuseppe shared. As he entered, he found the darker brother sitting up on his bed, watching and waiting for Matteo to arrive. The moment the door slipped shut, the night's hell broke loose all over again...

Matteo struggled in his sleep, tossing and turning and uttering frantic yelps and whines under his breath. Sounds that could've been Italian words were murmured between each pant and cry, his beathing shallow and heart racing. His claws dug into the floor and wall, leaving deep scores across the smooth rock despite how much it would've hurt had he been awake. The commotion didn't go unnoticed by either Beyaz or Carissa, both of them sitting across the room, watching with nervous eyes at the coydog fought against his frightening, painful dreams.

Alaki · 05-07-2011, 06:45 PM

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Out of Character

Coding by Sie.

WC:724 - Long post for Sky ^^ And ain't he a right charmer, waking poor Teo up with his foot ¬.¬

In Character

A low groan passed his lips, the foggy cloud of sleep lifting ever so slightly from him as something was tugging him from the grasps of sleep. But he did not want to leave; his dream, although taking no direct form was pleasant for once, it was not haunted by the deaths of those who surrounded him, just a pure, white peaceful feel that had settled upon his still form. He felt at ease.

And yet, the nagging feeling; almost a need to wake up and do something probed at him, repeatedly and increasing in occurrence, some sort of alarm seemed to go of screaming for him to wake up. Slowly, he rolled onto his back and looked up to the uneven ceiling, simply staring with sleep glazed eyes at the maze of cracks and bumps.

After a few moments for his mind to adjust to being awake, only slightly, but enough for him to somewhat function. As tired eyes fell downward, he noted the blanket which was draped over him and caressing his upper body. Wriggling up, so that he sat cross legged, he frowned down at the blanket which had fallen to lay across his lap. How’d it get there….

Before he could further question the presence of the blanket, a sound of movement had his head whipping around and blue eyes, now vaguely more alert, sought out the sound of the movement. Beyaz that little… How many times ‘ave I gotta tell the pest no ta sleep on me …. Dumbfounded, he stared at the sleeping form of Teo. Blinking a few times, as his memory begun to fill the gaps, “Bed….” he said out loud, finishing of his internal complaint about Beyaz.

Still weighed down by sleep, it took him another moment to piece together the scene, and as he did so a hand rose up and his face fell to his palm. Oh yeah, Teo’s staying here at the moment… Lifting his head; his ponytail swaying slightly against his back with the moment, he rose his eyes up to look upon the other; whom was clearly having some form of nightmare.

Instantly, his face took on a worried and somewhat confused expression. Never before had he been in a situation where someone was having a nightmare before him, and so he was unsure on what to do. Panic stuck him and he continued to helplessly stare at the albino.

Something poked at his mind, telling him he was still missing a minor detail. Blue eyes fell once more to the blanket that covered him and he now realized that the white one had been the one to cover him. A frown formed and he silently bared his teeth; do I look so weak that I need a blanket to sleep? Could he not have made it clearer the blanket was left out for the white one?

Anger rising now, he scowled at the fidgeting male as he slept, forming up an argument and complaint in which he planned to inform Teo of when he awoke. Then it occurred to him that the other had curled up by the end of the bed, when his bed was more than big enough to accommodate the two of them.

It was at that moment that all rational thoughts, along with calm thinking slipped his grasp. Crawling to the edge of the bed, he stretched out a jean covered leg and prodded the white one in the side, shortly after he pulled his foot back; moving so that he sat cross legged once more.

In the corner of his eye, he noticed Beyaz intently watching from his corner and he coulda sworn the dammed bird looked amused by the whole situation. But at that moment, he sat and awaited for the other to awake; sis expression completely devoid of emotions to hide the extent of his irrational rage

He had no idea why, but he was annoyed that the white one had chosen to sleep by the end of the bed AND rejected the blanket… and it annoyed him that he was concerned over the other’s nightmares; concern for another was never a good sign for the Dasa, for it meant he was getting attached and when he did, the person he grew attached to disappeared, died or had disaster happen to them.

Matteo Trovato · 05-07-2011, 09:43 PM

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Little bit mature here. Just warning.

Giuseppe's claws dug deep into his shoulders, pinning him down forcefully. The pain had become dull, lifeless. He felt it, but Matteo no longer cared. At this point, it was all he could do to ride it out and nurse his new wounds later. He would remain obedient as his brother snarled inches away from his ears, snapping at them with cruel, unforgiving fangs.

Suddenly, a new feeling. A new scent. Something familliar, yet alien to the young coydog. As Giuseppe's claws raked down his sides once more, the dull pain ebbed away into a foreign touch. The growls quieted down until there was nothing more than his own whimpers to be heard. That feeling lingered for a moment more before he realized he'd been sleeping.

Matteo woke with a jolt, bi-colored eyes snapping open but not quite seeing anything. He tried to scream something, but it came out as a choked sob, tears now starting to well up in his eyes. In what seemed like a second, the boy was up against the wall, claws digging in yet again, leaving deeper scores than before. Breathing heavily, quickly, he looked around, for a moment confused as to where he was.

Then he spotted Alaki. His memories came back to him quickly; the fact that he'd been staying in Key's room, the boat-ride over to America... he'd been saved from the abuse, if only for a small amount of time. He was safe. Safe...

Matteo locked eyes with the other male above him on the bed, expression still showing his obvious terror, something that had yet to fade even though he was now awake. The younger lad swallowed, trying to dislodge the lump that had formed in his throat. Alaki didn't look impressed. I woke him up... That look of terror lessened into regret and what could've been classified as slight fear.

Clearing his throat some, he dug his claws out of the stone wall and hugged his legs to his chest, looking away rather shyly. "...sorry." He paused. "...I didn't mean to wake you." His voice cracked slightly from the strain. He held back whatever tears were left, though some still fell. To hide them, he buried his face in his arms and knees, shuddering a sigh. I'll never live this down... shit.

Alaki · 05-09-2011, 08:55 AM

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Coding by Sie.

WC:555 - And now he's getting the completely wrong end of the stick <.<

In Character

Seeing the white one so scared, shying away from him ignited even more irrational rage within him; what had scared him so? Was it me? It would come as no surprise if the white one suddenly feared him, for he had been raised to kill and wasn’t always the most pleasant wolf to be around… But he had thought that Teo understood that and had accepted that as part of who he was, he’d thought the other liked him… somewhat. Now, he wasn’t sure what was going on.

Ignoring his own problems, his attention remained focused upon the white one whom still seemed to be filled with terror. Concern spread through him, a warm, soft feeling, something he’d only experienced once before; he wanted to get up and tell the other everything would be okay, to wash away all of his fears and tell him he’d protect him, he knew that’s what he should do, that that was the right, normal thing to do…

And yet, part of him wanted to scream at the other about the blanket and where he’d chosen to sleep, to demand answers as to why he shied away from him, to take his raging emotions out on the other. It would not be the first time he’d lost himself and gotten angry for all the wrong reasons, but he knew that reacting in such a way wasn’t what the situation called for.

So he remained still, sitting silently upon his bed, cautiously watching the other; his face a blank mask to hide his inner turmoil. Maybe it was his pride, or his stubborn nature, but for reasons unknown to him, he did not want to let the other one know just how badly he was freaking out.

As time passed, it seemed that Teo was slowly escaping the grasps of whatever nightmare held him, but now it seemed as if the white one wanted to hide from him. His ear twitched with annoyance when the other had apologised… for the wrong thing. If anyone else had awoken him, then he’d probably have chewed right into them there and then, but it was not the albino’s fault that he was chased by nightmares; he himself knew how uncontrollable the terrifying dreams could be.

Slowly, he released a breath he had been unknowingly holding and his expression softened a fraction. No matter how hard he tried and no matter how angry he got, he could not stay mad at the fragile albino for long, and he knew he should have been hurt, furious even that the other had outright hid from him, yet he wasn’t. But just because he wasn’t angry over the situation, didn’t mean he wasn’t annoyed about the blanket and bed!

“Humph!” he huffed loudly, to catch the others attention and pointed to free space on the bed beside him, patting the brown pelts softly with a hand to make his point even clearer. He paused for a second and then decided to throw in some verbal abuse aswell.

“You have 10 seconds to get that skinny butt of yours onto this bed or I will drag you over here myself Teo!” though the words were somewhat harsh, he did not manage to make them sound as threatening as he wanted; if anything it sounded more like a joke.

Matteo Trovato · 05-09-2011, 07:07 PM

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Word Count » 260 :: Short post, but still a good one.

Alaki's grunt caught Teo's attention instantly. His head snapped up and his ears actually... perked a bit. Toned eyes settled curiously on the rather... pouty male above him, then moved to watch his hand pat the bed. Wait, what? His attention drew back to Key's face again when he started speaking, demanding that Teo join him on the bed. For a second, Matteo blinked, utterly and entirely confused. Then again, if I disobey, he'll probably follow through with that threat. Swallowing his nerves, Teo shuffled over and clambered up onto the bed on his hands and knees, sitting on his legs once in the directed spot.

Despite still having tears in his eyes and a slight shiver from the previous fright, Teo had calmed down enough now that his voice was clearer; it still had that slightly husky undertone that came with being tired, though. "Not that I'm... complaining..." He glanced around at the bed, voice low to keep from sounding very assertive. "...but is there any particular reason for me being on your bed... when you've already settled into it?"

At this, he looked back to Alaki, a slight blush on his cheeks. He sat on folded legs, feet behind him, tail settled between his heels and knees parted slightly infront of him for comfort. His hands rested on his lap, ears lazily back against his head. At some point, his hair had tangled a bit, and now curled loosely over his shoulders, adding to that innocence that Matteo was abundent in. "Am I... in trouble?" Damn albino brat.

Alaki · 05-11-2011, 07:25 PM

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Coding by Sie.

WC:317 - My clueless baby :')

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Large muscles tensed across his large frame as he prepared himself for having to get up and forcefully drag the other over; the Dasa never made any idle threats and he fully intended to follow up on his words. Thankfully, although it left him somewhat disappointed, Teo moved so that he sat beside him on the bed. Staring for a moment, concern flashed in his eyes at the tears that still remained, but he had a more important matter to attend to first…

“Answer this for me Teo. Is this or IS this bed more than big enough for more than one canine?” he asked, sarcasm rolling from each word, moving on quickly before awaiting the other’s response he continued, “So, why is it that you, whom I have made my guest, ended up sleeping on the floor when then bed has more then enough space for you to use aswell as me?” his eyes stared into the others, his expression becoming closed once more, as it always did when he was overly emotional.

“So yes, you are in trouble.” The words came out darker, tainted by the anger he held tightly in check within himself. “When I wake up, I find myself covered in the blanket I left out for you and you on the floor.” Brows drew together and his jaw tightened, taking in a slow deep breath he calmed down and put his blank mask on once more.

Unconsciously, a hand raised up and tentatively stroked the others cheek before he noticed his own actions and snapped his hand away and suddenly found himself completely absorbed with staring at the wall. What the hell was that about? His mind screamed at him over and over again and went into a frenzy.

Whenever he was around the albino, he found himself acting strange, out of character and doing things he would never normally do. Why?

Matteo Trovato · 05-11-2011, 08:06 PM

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WC:000+
Beyaz, you sly asshole.

Matteo jerked when Alaki took on a rather... bitter tone with him. He sank into his shoulders and tilted his nose down, looking very pitiful as the larger canine scolded him. When he paused, Teo opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off before more than a sound could escape. More lectures came, then another question in which Teo yet again opened his mouth to answer. This time, he had no reasoning, so he closed his mouth again and waited for Alaki to continue, eyes now locked on the blanket rather than the gray male.

He looked up as Alaki finished, though, head lifting just in time to feel the other's hand on his cheek. Teo's breath caught in his throat, eyes slipping shut and head unconciously leaning into the touch, enjoying the soft warmth it gave. It didn't last long, sadly enough, and when Alaki snatched his hand away, Matteo jerked his head up and his eyes snapped open again. It was only after the hand was gone that he felt his face warm into a noticable blush.

Inside, his mind was racing. Various thoughts darted back and forth through the albino's head, both stale memories of the dream he'd been having as well as the words Alaki had just finished speaking to him. Trying to snap the thoughts away, Matteo brought a hand up to rub the tears from his eyes, now feeling completely the fool. He was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried not to think about it, the dream still lingered.

After a moment or so of rather uncomfortable silence, the poor lad couldn't take it anymore. More tears threatened to fall from his eyes as he looked back at Alaki, the nightmare dancing behind his vision. He slowly reached forward, intending to grab hold of Alaki's hand, not really considering the aftermath it could bring.

As his hand brushed against the other's, Beyaz found it to be the perfect time to flutter up to his perch from the floor. The sudden sound of wings slapping the floor startled the poor coydog, who suddenly shot like a bolt straight into Alaki, arms wrapping around the other's torso and face burying into his shoulder, a yelp the only warning given. After that, he just went still, obviously still crying though, with the tiny sobs and occasional hiccup that came with the tears that now fell freely into Alaki's fur.

Alaki · 05-14-2011, 12:56 PM

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Coding by Sie.

WC:550 - Kitty no be impressed with google translate <.< Took me forever to get a version that translates back correctly xD I feel evil so you'll have to figure out the last part > Big Grin

In Character

Even as his eyes stared intently into the walls before him; noting the uneven surface casting shadows here and there from the candle light, the different tonnes of soft brown and grey. The situation he had blindly stumbled into wasn’t one he knew how to handle and he was clueless on what to do or how to act. As his mind scoured its pools of memory for answers to his predicament, he felt the warmth of the other’s light touch upon his hand. With that touch, a whisper of an answer skirted around his mind and he finally understood what was going on.

Tilting his head, he began to turn to face the other; he felt something collided into him, rocking him from his seated position upon the bed. “Urgh!” he groaned as he had the breath suddenly knocked out of him and he struggled to stop himself from being knocked backwards onto the bed. Regaining his balance, he whipped his head round and looked down at the other, mouth poised open ready to yell a string of curses at the other for catching him off guard, but no words came from him.

Blue eyes stared at the falling tears and the fragile figure of the albino who was now wrapped around him. At the sight, he instantly relaxed and his petty anger had finally subsided; his need to comfort the other taking priority. One day your gonna be the death of me Teo. Breathing a low sigh, he wrapped his arms around the other; resting his hand’s upon the white one’s lower back.

It was strange; all his life he’d feared contact with others and getting close to others. Always scared of being betrayed or loosing them; having lost both Jay and Selene supported this. Repeatedly, he’d told himself that he didn’t need friends, that he had no desire for a family and that he could not love. Even with Selene; he wasn’t the least bit ‘romantic’; all he felt was constant worry and the need to protect.

But in that moment, it felt right to have the albino wrapped within his arms. Although the hurt from when Teo had initially moved away from him was still there, he was comforted by the fact the other was now within his reach. One hand gently ran up and down along with others back in a repetitive, soothing motions; only stopping to wipe the tears from the albino before returning to the calming motion.

Cautiously, he lowered his head and rested it upon the other’s shoulder, blue eyes closing. “Shhh, you’re all right, oroka na ichi.” The words were whispered to a barely audible volume. “It’s okay, it’s over” he continued to sooth the other, “No one’s gonna harm you, you’re safe”. Shifting his head slightly, he nuzzled the white ones neck and returned to resting his head upon Teo’s shoulder. “Anata ha nidoto dare niyotte mo kigai o kuwae rare nai desho u. Watashi ga anata o aishi te iru node, soshite, anata o hogo suru desho u. Konkai, kanarazu.”

Although he may never speak the words so that the fragile albino would understand, that was the truth of the matter as he understood it; it was what he felt, what he believed and a promise to the other.

Matteo Trovato · 05-14-2011, 05:13 PM

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WC:000+
<3

At first, Matteo was terrified. He was sure he'd done wrong by forcing himself onto Alaki like that. Just like Giuseppe, he was sure the male would beat him to a pulp for being so stupid and pushy. It wasn't until he felt the other relax and arms coming around him that he realized he wasn't in trouble this time. He felt his fear wash away and in that moment, he just let go. He hated crying; it made him feel weak and helpless, like a puppy again.

He was just about ready to wipe away his own tears when Alaki started rubbing his back, wiping the tears away and whispering comforting words to him. Matteo wasn't used to this treatment, but somehow he eased into it naturally, his tears going away and that tired feeling washing over him again.

When Alaki promised him safety, then went on to speak in that other language, Teo closed his eyes and relaxed, shifting to allow room for comfort. It took him quite a while to find his voice again and when he spoke, it came out tired, quiet and cracked. It would also be the last thing spoken by the lad, who was quickly falling asleep again.

Don't let go...

Alaki · 06-10-2011, 05:01 PM

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Coding by Sie.

WC:285 - Gah, i do not like this post. It be fully of suckiness ; ; Can't write anything better tho ¬.¬ Stupid muse, why do you fail me?!

In Character

‘Don’t let go…’, huh? Don’t worry, I have no intention of letting go. A slight spark of mischief filled the Dasa’s expression but was soon replaced with an all consuming exhaustion. The darker male was not one to miss out on his sleep and the tolls of having been awoken were starting to show; if he didn’t return to sleep quickly he’d get soppier by the moment and may actually be nice for a rare moment. Can’t let that happen now can we? As the other moved around for comfort, he maintained a secure, comforting hand upon the others back; not wanting to let go, nor for the moment of peace pass. But such moments are rare for a reason and it was clear that both he and the white one were soon to be taken by sleep once more.

Leaning back, he carefully fell back onto the soft surface of the fur bed; taking the white one along with him. “No sleeping on the floor” he whispered into the other’s ear as blue eyes closed, heavy eyelids blocking out his sight and his mind drifting between consciousness and the land of dreams. Blindly, he reached for the blanket and tried to cover it over the white one; once he was sure it was at least upon the other and he’d made his point clear, he dropped the blanket to allow the other to sort the mess of material out. Wriggling around, he raised one arm and placed it so that it would act as a pillow for him, his other arm he draped over the white one to stop the albino from moving back onto the floor and also in a somewhat possessive action.

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