Wolf and Fox: IR + CD?! (old)
========= Ok Folks. first off, no Sex. anyway i wrote this in my last year of highschool and decided to post it up now. roughly a year after. anyway, its unedited so, enjoy or fuck off. most likely, it will not be continued (as time has passed) so enjoy it as a one shot for now. anyway, here it is in pure one year old fail. do not shoot me. Indie
Wolf and Fox : iR +CD ?!
A Entry into the Private plot
This story can also be considered a Team BLARG 09 plot preview
+_+Why, hello people. If your not IndieReaper himself, one. You either stole this file, or two. IR himself actually decided to let others read this. A quick note , either way is that this Plot sliver was written to be a fairly standalone plot point that took place after the "Art-I-con" plot that takes place in the team MRI and Team BLARG arc timeline. IR began to write this on December 11 2008, during his English 10B night school class, while listening to The Killers on his MP3, before switching to Disturbed, and started to be typaced on the on his Recuperated XP laptop , while listening to miscellaneous songs by The Offspring. This was written right around the week the story takes place. In fact, it starts on the Sunday morning of the 15th. That's about it for now, so Read On!+_+
NOTE to EK: if you already received a copy of this, that mean I couldn't have given you it in person... that or, I ran out of ink. Anyway, sorry for it being incomplete, and merry X-mas and stuff.
With Love and Thanks,
+_+ INDIEREAPER
She rubbed her cheek against the soft material of the arms of his flannel pajamas. "I-I...want you, so badly." she muttered, in groggy state of half-sleep.IR slept soundlessly as she continued to rub against his arm, obviously not conscience enough to register her. By now, she was fully awake, but the drunken stupor of the night kept her inhibitions from kicking in. She got up, soundlessly and nimbly crossing over to his side of the shared bed.
Silently, she placed her head to his covered chest, listening to the soft, slow breathing coming from IR (though could not say so about herself) and the constant ticking of the clock coming from the open door, leading to the next room. she began counting the clicks, but soon found herself lost in the soft sea of IR's breath, and the erratic, uneven breaths that were her own. her mind drifted thoughtlessly for a bit before a few disturbing ones surfaced, like ' what exactly made her feel like this' and ' why am I so close to him now, when I can't admit I like him during ...'
Soon, these thoughts filled her mind, leaving it incapable of resting. "mm-meh" she said, giving up and slipping out of the covers silently, but found herself having trouble leaving the room. she glanced at the bedside clock, which read one- twenty five.
"Wow..." she grumbled. "it's so early."
She forced herself out the doorway. She noticed now, a slightly feverish feeling. She silently nodded as she decided to get a drink of water, trying to shake her feelings. She bared her teeth as her feet met the cold white tiles of the kitchen, not only as the harsh chill bit into her, but as her mind whirled in sudden turmoil. why did her body...? How could I refuse...?
"wha?!" she cried, both mentally and aloud. Realizing how loud she had been, she clamped her hand over her mouth. Her mind was still in a frenzy, wild thoughts clashing with her Logical mind. Thoughts madly flickered through her mind as she took each cold step, one after another.
In her blindness ( by her clouded mind of course), she ran smack dab into her refrigerator. "oww..." she said quietly, rubbing her forehead. The pain gave her enough clarity to glance up at her calendar on the fridge, only to reveal a red circle she would dread. In surprise, she cried out "Oh, SHI--" before clamping her hand back over her mouth. She trembled in place for a few minutes, legs feeling weak.
"oh, crap." She muttered weakly, still in shock. "no wonder"
Silently, her fox tail grew as her ears appeared. She stepped cautiously towards the water facet, using her tail as balance. Turning the handle for the cold water, she drank from it furiously, attempting to remove the cotton from her mouth. "I'm... going into it--" she said between her laps for the cool water. "it early"
Now, this wouldn't have been to big of a problem if IR hadn't gained his "Familiar" abilities so soon. IR's Spirit was a wolf, of the Artic persuasion to be exact.
How would it work, them two? A Fox and a Wolf? The council Elders for both of the sides would surely, undoubtedly have a fit! Especially if they found out it was in the heat of the moment (no pun intended)! that she, of all people would be the one to do it--and to challenge the rules placed before her very reason of living as she was-- all for a spur of the moment animal calling?!
But... did those rules really apply to her as well? After all, she wasn't a natural Spirit, and neither was IR. I mean, IR had gained his abilities by drawing it in with his souls awkward Wavelength, not by birthright and such. ...and she, she had gained them by---
"NO!" She yelped. Gah! She thought, clamping both hands over her mouth. Was it she did that? Such an animalistic sound? But... why? She thought, fighting back more urges....NO. She said to herself, shaking her head.
She turned from the facet, leaving the water on. She knew it might be the only tether to her human sanity, if she let the water run. It looked like she would have to sleep on the couch tonight. Slowly, she crept back into the bedroom to grab some blankets from the closet. IR's soft breathing found it's way into her ears. She gulped silently. Did she dare glance at h-- "Meh!" she yelped again before clamping her hand over her mouth. Was it that strong? She glance down.
She gulped again at the sight before turning back to the task at hand. Already breathing laboriously, she practically tore the blanket out of the closet, dashing out of the room as quickly as possible. She needed to get out of there before her 'more animal side' overpowered her. In her haste, she left the door to the closet and bedroom open.
Once again, she headed quietly over to the sink, mouth dry. She spent the next few minutes gulping down the water, generously wetting her scorching forehead as well.
While leaning over the sink, she glanced at her sweat drenched arms and chest. Suddenly she realized her clothes were soaked as well. "aw...crap!" she muttered , realizing that the cold had gotten to her, even as her body felt as if it would melt. And the little fact that her clothes were wet didn't help. It also didn't help when she realized the rest of her clothes were in the bedroom to which she wouldn't dare head back.
Twenty minutes later she laid curled up on the couch with only her tail, ears and the blanket to cover her.
*BEEP BEEP BEEP!* The sound of the alarm clock pounded in IR's ears. "Mngh" He groaned, pulling his arm from the covers to rub his eyes.
That was, until his arms hit soft flesh.
...
...
"H-Holy Crap!!?" IR said , leaping out of the bed. It took him a few seconds to register what had happened, especially since he was still tired. He pinned himself against the wall, trying to make sense of it.
Laying on top of the bed next to the spot he had just been was Chika, clad in nothing but a loose blanket. The shrill alarm continued to bombard his ears as he realized that his flannel sleeping shirt had been undone, exposing his chest. "Oh, Fuck" He said as his mind went blank.
He stood frozen against the wall for a while, until he realized that the alarm had shut off and a new sound filled his ears. A hard, wispy sound. What? , he thought to himself, before he realized it was Chika's heavy breathing.
"Gah! What happened?!" he cried out. "Dervish!!!"
Behind him, a white vapor took a wispy form of a wolf. It sat upon the windowsill edge, watching IR with insightful eyes. The form of the wolf seemed to glow in the morning sunbeams that trailed into the room. IR dragged himself to say "well?"
"Master," Dervish said coolly, but with a slight hint of something... something else. " I believe you should dress... urm, in your normal attire before I should speak to you of the events of the moon." IR glared at him, a little impatiently. "uh, hrm... I shall await you outside, Lord." Dervish's wispy form faded out of sight, leaving IR alone with the "fevered" fox girl.
"urahm" a sleepy murmur from Chika startled him as he pulled his usual T-shirt over his head. IR glanced at her, suddenly compelled by her. He crept closer, attracted by a mysterious force... he needed to get a better look at her.
As he looked at her, he was surprised by the fact she was coated in sweat. He felt a ping of worry. This couldn't be healthy...
Realizing he had been in the room longer than he expected, and Dervish was waiting for him, he quietly made his way out of the room, making sure the door clicked behind him.
Of course, once outside of the bedroom he dashed out of the small apartments door at top speed only to find Dervish already waiting for him in "manifested" form.
"D-Dervish!" IR cried in surprise, lurching backwards. A sly odd grin appeared on Dervish's lupine face at this. "Why, hello, Master." His tone biting into IR's shoulders like the coldness of the morning. There was a slight mocking tone in it.
"let us go for a walk, mayhaps through the Courtyard?" Dervish suggested, already turning away from IR.
IR shot him a glance, and though Dervish knew it, he simply continued down the stairs.
It all began for IR (IndieReaper) when he came out to Angels City about two weeks ago, to participate in the semi-famous Articon convention, at which tons of independent artists gathered to try and sell a ton of crap to each other, much like an Anime Exposition. On his way there, he met a girl in the airport he flew into from Eil in the north. This girl happened to be Chika, and as it turned out, she was also heading to the Art Expo, and ALSO the booth next to IR's was rented out to her.
Well, on the first night of the Convention, IR ended up staying till past one. He also found that there was no way he could make it back home to South City and back again in the morning without being exhausted. Realizing this, Chika offered him to stay at her apartment. The next few days pasted and Chika invited IR to stay with her until the end of the month, at which point some Artists were having a New Years party in Angels city. Of course, South City and Angels City were less than 20 miles apart. But IR took up the offer anyway, deciding he wanted to get to know Chika better.
Now, he might end up regretting it.
IR strode into the heavily shaded "courtyard". it was pretty much a tiny spot of greenery with to many trees, and only a stone bench to sit on. Dervish trotted at his side, slightly ahead of him, grey and white fur glimmering in the sunlight that fell through the filtering canopy of trees.
"All right, CUT THE CRAP, Dervish!" IR said pulling his hand's out of his pants pockets. The miniature wolf whirled around so fast it startled IR. "Yes, master, I too believe we need to 'cut the crap' as you say." Dervish said, glaring at him with piercing eyes that caused IR to turn away.
"As you well know, that female 'chika' is a Fox, a Vixen. And we know what about wild animals, Master?" Dervish said with a slight tone of frustration.
"Uhh..." IR said, half in not remembering and the other half stunned by Dervish's sternness.
"WELL?" Dervish repeated, actually expecting a response. The fierce stare of the wolf Familiars eyes bared down on IR. "Honestly. ....Dervish, I can't recall." IR admitted with a slight chuckle. "*ahem* please elaborate for me." He said strengthening up, and plunging his hands back into his pockets.
"I know the Master is young, but..." Dervish hopped onto the stone bench. "We share all the same knowledge. I AM your familiar."
"Yeah, but the same knowledge doesn't mean the same mind. I know my common sense is... unique when compare to others, because I analyze everything, but--"
"As do I" Dervish piped in.
"BUT," IR continued. "Humans are neither omniscient nor do they have the ability to see whule asleep."
"As they should"
Dervish hesitated. "Sorry, Master." he admitted softly.
"what is it you were going to say?!" IR said, in a sudden spur of impatience. Dervish chewed his words carefully before simply stating, "That Female is in Estrus"
"Estrus?" IR said, slightly confused. "you mean Heat? She's in Heat?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Holy Crap! She's in HEAT?! What did--? Oh god? How Did?"IR said in understanding panic.
"Master." Dervish said coolly, enjoying IR's Panic.
"OH GOD! OH GOD, NO!! OH ,GOOOOODDD!!!" IR wailed.
"MASTER!!" Dervish barked. (no pun intended)
IR recollected himself at this. "*Ahem*" yes?"
"You did not do anything... regretful. That would be the word, no? Ahh, how to say it... She simply rested near you. Though, if you and I were nor apart at the time, I do not know what would have happened." Dervish explained soberly. IR took every word out of the wolf's mouth as gold.
When Dervish finished explaining, IR asked himself how could this happen? She was human after all, wasn't she? Doesn't she follow the same rules that the councils set upon others? Or was she a special case?
"Dervish, isn't she bound by the council Laws?" IR said voicing his questions. "and how is it she's in heat if she's human? Isn't that impossible?"
The Response: "Alas, Master, I do not have that wealth of knowledge... I can only draw water if the well is deep enough."
" is that some sort of insult?" IR questioned.
"Yes"
"Okay, Just checking"
They stood there in thought, facing each other, both in thought. IR liked Chika, and sure, might want to be intimate with her, but now like THIS.I Mean, sure on paper it looks good, but in reality, not so much. Besides, they were both too young. Weren't they?"
"Master..." Dervish said breaking his master's train of thought. IR glanced up with a "Hm?"
"I Believe we should go see her, to clarify, at least. After all, she probably is our best source." Dervish admitted. " But, what If she tries to... y'know" IR gulped.
"Master, I do not believe she would , *ahem* 'make a move on you' if I was farther away from you... as her attraction is to..." Dervish said, already making the dash to spirit form."
"oh, no you don't!" IR said, to late. Dervish had already pulled from IR's Conscience and Wavelength. "Dammit" he muttered to himself, as he plunged his hand into his pockets as he walked back to the staircase.
Wait a minute! IR thought as he felt his cell phone in his pocket.
"Yes!!"