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Hunter fell flat on his ass in the corner of the room. Where was he? He had a habit of random teleportation. But this room was different some how. He'd never been here before... He swallowed, Where is this? he thought, his tail perking up.

Kamui was argueing with himself, yet agian. The vioce in his head growing more annoying by the minute. Clearly not expecting Vistors. His form male his hands bloody from the last who had spoke wrongly and expecting to still have his ancient relic. "

Hunter glanced over at him quietly, tilting his head, hiding behind the bed and peeking over curiously.

He washed his hands and hung up his purple victorian Tailcoat. A white dress shirt showers bits of his defined chest off slightly. "Who ever is behind the bed come out or you could likely end up as new addition to the Pedestal bindings"

Hunter blinked, crawling under the bed and peeking out at him silently, his eyes wide. Maybe if he just, ran back to the teleporter. He bit his lip, pouncing towards it.

He gave a flick of his wrist and built a wall around the teleporter with shadows, seemed easily broken but a failure would be right if attempts at it to get through. "Leaving so soon?" He said with a smirk.

He blinked, pouncing back under the bed, shivering faintly.

He rolls his eyes, "Alright, Get out from under the bed, I dont think the dust bunnies like friends"

He slowly crawled out, not replying as he sniffed silently, using his senses to imagine the room around him, considering he didn't like seeing with his eyes.

"Intresting I had expected something else more dangerous, but alright" Kamui takes in the scent "You are getting a bath before you leave you smell like death warmed over"

He furrowed his eyebrows, I do not he thought, sniffing his hoodie. Ok... maybe he did. But who cared? No one. And no way was he letting this weirdo see his face.

Kamui crossed his arms "At least wash your jacket if your refusing to take a bath." He plucked a dust bunnie of the guy's shoulder and throwing the cursed thing in the trash.

He looked down at himself, sighing quietly. Dad much? he thought sarcastically.

"Sarcasim never got that one far, so be advised to be careful. Im capable of hearing thoughts" He points over at a a severed head in a jar on a shelf. "Though anyways i see far more potential in you then anyone else in this faculty"

Hunter raised an eyebrow in confusion, What? he thought to him, tilting his head.

He smirked and the boys confusion simply adorable, though he Kamui would never admitt he thought it cute. "Anyways your name, What is it"

He clasped his hands together and swallowed, Hunter he replied. Even though it wasn't his real name. He just called himself that.

He nodds "Im Kamui, Holder of nothing. Nothing new" he took his hair out of his put up style it fell below his waist though he didnt mind it to much. Cats loved it when it wisped about.

Hunter glanced at his hair, getting the cat like urge to mess with it, but remaining still, no matter how big the temptation.

Kamui glanced at hunter's control. He smirks and would nit pick at it in his own twisted ways.

He looked back at the teleportation pad. He could hear it calling him. Huuuunter, step on meeee. He whined quietly, stepping back discreetly towards the teleportation pad. This guy wouldn't seriously force him to bathe right? Bathing was stupid!

"I was serious about the bath. Take one or remian here forever." He said he tickened the wall around the teleportion pad.

He blinked, growling faintly, he didn't know how to *bathe*. He never saw it necessary. This guy was annoying.

He smile pulled to his lips "A cat not knowing how to bathe?" He chuckled and soon it was laughter. "Do I setously need to teach you?"

He blushed brightly, I do to! he replied angrily.

"Be my guest then. The bathroom is this way" He chuckled at the blushing Hunter.

He blinked, following him quietly, folding his arm and looking away.

"Welcome yourself to the soaps, if you need help just ask I am always willing to help. " he said turning to leave and let Hunter bathe in peace

Hunter shivered. Creepy dude. Where the hell was he anyways? He sighed in irritation and struggled to turn on the water. What kind of soap was he supposed to use? He bit his lip and ended up pouring all of the soup in. Yea. That was probably how you do it. He removed his shirt and pants as well as his boxers, throwing them to the side and struggling to get into the large bath, gasping when the bubbles began growing to an overwhelming state.

He sifted into a clouded leopard and layed upon tthe bed, his fur color a light purple. He pinns his ears back as he nudged the blankets so he could lay comfortably. The smell of soap a bit over whelming.

He let out a whimper, "Buah!" he shouted, getting lost in the soap that was now piling against the door.

He pinned his ears foreward and opened the bathroom door. He wades through the bubbles and, turned the water off. The bubbles making him look like a poodle.

Hunter blinked, blushing brightly and hiding in the water, Hehehe he laughed nervously.

"At least you smell nice" He with a paw un plugged the drain to rid most of the bubbles. He tossed hunter a towel and set his washed clothes on the sink.

He stared at him uncomfortably, looking away and continuing to blush. So mr.weirdo had a cat form too? He swallowed. That would be sort of difficult to resist.

"Dry off using the towel that shouldn't be to hard" he smiled and padded out the room and onto the bed, his tail swayed as he thought of many things

He watched him leave, blushing uncontrollably and beginning to dry himself off.

Kamui smiled and rubbed on things as he passed to get his scent around and into the hair to affect hunter more then he seemed to be.

He blinked, I need to get out of here... he thought, quickly dressing and pouncing out of the room. the shield should be down he added.

He smirked as the pad was unsheilded but in unopertaional being they stopped all contact at night and being this far down in the faculty it was needed. "They have it down for the night" He purrs and his form human, though he wore no shirt after shifting to a diffrent form.

He blinked, blushing brightly and looking away from him. He whimpered as he stared at the teleportation pad.

Kamui was maniacally laughing in the depths of his inner most protected part of his mind. "I dont necessarily have a guest bedroom but the bed is yours I dont sleep"

He glared at Kamui defiantly, crawling under the bed. He didn't trust that sexy asshole. Not one bit. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes.

((Would it be bad if I said I had a friend who refers himself to as The Sexy asshole??, and he lives up to the expectation))

"Say hello to the dust bunnies for me" He said, his voice deep and alluring, enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.

<< Wow XD >>

He shivered, blushing brightly, I WILL! he shout thought, curling up and yawning.

"Well no need to shout" He said and he hoped that he wouldnt find the old framed picture he head hidden in the box spring. It was the only remnants of his past and her. He had forgotten her name but remembered her.

He sniffed carefully with his closed eyes, using his sense of smell to shape the world around him and... seeing something that he hadn't seen beforehand. It was a little more colorful. Smelled like paint.

Kamui sighs, he found his violin and smiles, he sat tuning it had been a week since he last played it. He had been to busy with the cursed asshe of a voice that played with his mind and humans attempting to take the relic with out the right procedure needed.

He touched the painting softly, staring up at it with a curious gaze before letting his hand fall down to the ground.