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Notes from Johnny Cochran: Dear reader, this story is copyrighted to my client, Fenris Lupin, and is under my protection so do not copy or redistribute this without his permission, Thank you,, and have a good day.

Authors Notes: Thank you Mr. Cochran ghost. Now I have to apologize for the huge absence from the site and my story. I am going to make it up though, and the next few chapters were probably worth the wait. As usually, feel free to bloat my ego, or tear me down with your comments.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring went an alarm clock in the dark room.

Ring. Shuffle. Ring. Ruffle. Ring. Groan.

"Ugh," groaned a voice in the dark followed by the ruffling of sheets then a plod on the ground. A dark figure rises from the floor and shuffles to the ringing alarm clock. After some fumbling on the shelf, the siren was silenced. The figure yawned and shuffled his way to another part of the room with more fumbling and flicks on a light. In the mirror you can see the dark face of the college student, Adrian. The tap turns on and you see him flood his face with handfuls of cold water.

"Burr...I hate early morning classes."

"Turn that light off," calls a voice from the top bunk. "You don't have class for another two hours, there's no reason for you to be awake this early."

"I'm sorry that I care about my appearance. I like to look good," replies Adrian before brushing his teeth.

"Oh please, I'm gay and I don't take that much time to get ready. Are you hiding something from me?"

"..."

"Yea, that's what I thought. You're probably getting fresh for me and the other naked guys at the initiation tonight."

Brush. Brush. Brush. Spit. Adrian looks over at his roommate Stephen. "I am not freshening up for you or any other guy. I'm not gay, remember? If I'm anything then I'm a little metro. I care about the way I look and I only do it for the women."

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy," Stephen recited. "Maybe you've been hanging around me too much," he said from under the sheets.

"Oh don't give me that British literary bullcrap. I know where I stand with my sexuality. I can hang around you cigarettes and not lose sight of my sexuality. Now don't stare at me while I go to take a shower." He grabs a towel and slips on his shoes to go out to the communal showers.

"Stare long into the abyss and the abyss stares long into you," quotes Stephen, quietly, as he watches Adrian walk out.

It was Adrian's lucky day because all the showers were free. He hopped in the one nearest the window. It was his favorite, because there was no creepy gunk on the walls, the head had been recently replaced so it was clean and gout free, but most of all because it gave the best warning against flushing toilets and the scalding hot water that followed. The boy steps in and turns the handles to the perfect setting and lets the luke warm water flow over his dark skin. The shower was his favorite place to be. The warm, relaxing waters let him slow down and think about his life and where it's going. In this particular setting he thought about tonight and the initiation.

"Is it really worth it," he thought. "All those guys, naked, in a small crypt, surrounded by old dead bodies? And I'm a Baptist at a Baptist college, should I really be doing all of that chanting and worshipping? Jessy Mercer was known for his...dark arts and beliefs in supernatural. I don't want this to be held against me in the afterlife. And then there's all those...naked...guys..." A quick flash of his roommate naked ran through his head and down a little further. At the realization of a slight twinge in his lower head he shivered and immediately thought about football and cars and his upcoming midterms, anything to erase that thought.

*Later that Day*

The day had almost past; everything had gone off without a hitch. There was a pop quiz in one of Adrian's classes; more hilarity ensued in Dr. Hansel's class, but now he was at the end of his final class and nearing the start of his initiation.

Brrrriiiiiinnnngggg!

"Yes! Good bye, and have a GREAT weekend Dr. Bass!" With a deep breath, Adrian packs up his stuff and hurries out of the room. Once outside he rushes off to his room, until he is stopped.

"Hey Adrian!" It was his friend Jasmine. She was a shorter black girl with long dred locks and purple tips. She was not your typical black girl though; the best word to describe her is 'Weaboo." He liked this though, she didn't fit into the normal mold and even caused him to grow somewhat of a crush on her.

"Oh hey, Jaz, what's up?" He stops in his tracks and smiles down at her.

"I was just wondering where you were rushing off to. I heard that you and Stephen should be starting that initiation thing today. I heard you had to get close and personal with some naked guys and a corpse, sick." Her hands and face were so expressive, another thing he like about her. It was rare to see another big pantomimer like himself.

"What? No! ... well, yea...a little. We have to be naked, but not close, and just be in the same room as the corpse and chant a little ritual. Nothing too bad."

"Hmm...well remember to bring a condom with you, don't want you catching anything your first time." She poked his chest and laughed hard.

"Haha I almost forgot to laugh. I'm not going to do anything or let anyone get that close to me. Stephen says he has my back, and not like that!"

"Oh, he'll have it all right. See ya later." She turned and walked away towards the cafe. (short for cafeteria)

"I said not like that," he yelled after her.

"Sure," she replied with a lazy wave in the air.

Adrian smiled as he took a quick stare at her swishing behind then turned to walk back to his dorm. Thoughts started running through his head again. He thought of what Jasmine said and then of Stephen. He believed that his roomie had his back and wouldn't try anything funny, but...would he really mind...? He quickly shook his head and looked up. "Of course I would, and he wouldn't try anything, we respect each other's boundaries. Curse my active imagination." He ran along and up the stairs into his hall. The initiation was in a few hours, at sundown, and he wanted to freshen up. It took him no time to strip, run to the shower and wash the important areas and get back in the room, all he had to do was wait for Stephen to get back.

An hour from initiation time, a key slides into the door and swings it open to reveal the Brit. "Hmm. It smells like soap and AXE in here. Are you still doing your 'metro' routine?"

"That's the smell of CLEAN," He says with a smile from his bed, doing his best impression of the Pinesol© lady.

"Well it's pretty nice, but I'm going as is, I stay fresh all day." He drops his stuff on the floor and hops on his bed, but as soon as he did there was a knock on the door. Both boys looked back at the door then at each other. "Are you expecting company? I'm not."

"Nope." Adrian jumps down and walks over to the door. He opens it and is met with a tall white male, kind of skinny, but definitely toned. "Hello."

"Adrian and Stephen?" The boys nod. "It is time."

Stephen hops down and Adrian checks to make sure he only has the essentials, keys and I.D. The tall male turns and the two follow him out. Their hearts race as they can only imagine what is going to happen within the next 10 hours.