Doctor's Note: Get A Roommate (CD)

Sebastian was bored; bored by the classes he had applied to attend here when he had enrolled, bored by the teachers giving them and the students attending them with him; bored stiff by this place, ever since the new place shine has worn of weeks ago, leaving behind what to him now seemed as a school consisting of entirely too many buildings to have classes and get lost in, too many students radiating warmth that appealed to the part of him he forever wanted to ignore (the snake in him shifted lazily at the thought); he was bored of life, and all things in general, none of which was new to him actually.

He had long learned to deal with the fact that nothing in the world excited him any more by learning to ignore the yearning he still sometimes felt for something more and finding some small humour in the thought that with his power he could have anything he would ever want, only he did not want a thing, not any more.

He was, however, rarely <i>this</i> bored, <i>this</i> bored meaning he was feeling restless and in need to actually do something. It was one of his moods he had long learned to recognize, so when his clothes started irritating him he was quick to strip to a par of tight black shorts and stay that way for better part of the morning, or what seemed to him like better part of a morning anyway considering that he had found himself awake and unable to sleep ever since five A.M. Walking around the room, he cast a quick, fleeing glance towards his desk, going so far as to actually think about doing some of his soon long overdo work. Frowning at the thought, he quickly re-directed his eyes towards the small calendar which never left his desk no matter where he was.

''Shit'' he cursed, seeing that the three days of full moon carefully labelled in the sign that no one but him would be able to reed with today being day two. It was more than being bored, then, this restlessness, it was also partly fault of his power, the snake of him make him jittery even as it slept.

''Shit'' he cursed again, making another turn around the room, before his eyes fell on the calendar again, noticing only now another small note done in a his messy, 'I'm too sleepy to be writing' handwriting. ''New room-mate arriving today. Something about meds?'' it said, making him curse again as the door opened behind him.

''Aaaah'' he sighed, turning towards the other man, noting immediately, out of habit he supposed since it had been so long he had kissed some one, let alone tried to do something more, the soft look of his new room-mate, the attractive face, the startling eyes behind the glasses. ''I kind of forgot that you were coming today'' he said, his eyes still on the other man, not even slightly ashamed of his state of almost complete undress.

Sebastian kept his starring strong, slightly aware that he was making the other man uncomfortable, yet not caring enough to stop, moving his head just slightly, in order to nod at the other man's statement about the supervisor of the damned dorm. He had spoken with the man for about sixty seconds when he moved in, and though it would be it. Unfortunately, it seemed that the man thought his duties extended to getting lazy students out of beds and into classes, which as of late was something Sebastian could not be bothered with. Thus, he and building administrator will soon probably be at war.

Thinking about it, though, whose bright idea was it to pair someone like <i>him</i> with a person needing some kind of help with...he couldn't remember what. He should have wrote it down, but he was too bored/sleepy to care about whatever whoever was speaking to him at the time had said.

''I'm not about to change'' Sebastian said, pulling his hands towards his hips and settling them there in a relaxed stance. ''I am simply irritated with my clothes right now'' he added, taking his eyes off the other man in order to glare slightly at the pair of the silk looking black pyjama bottoms and a simply white tee he had practically thrown off himself almost an hour ago.

''No need to apologize'' he answered as the other man kept talking, returning his gaze finally towards him. ''I haven't had a room-mate since I was born'' His rich upbringing and an only child status had made sure that he didn't have to share practically anything, let alone space. He didn't think he would mind getting used to it though, provided that the other man stays out of his way, and doesn't try to pry why is it exactly that he is not going to class or doing his work on time. At this point, he conveniently forgot that the other man-Hari, as he introduced himself-was there, in his room, because he needed help.

''I'm Sebastian'' he returned the favour of introducing himself. ''Sebastian Grey. I'm also a freshmen, in a way'' He probably had to keep attending his classes to be counted as such, which was not something he was doing as of late. ''I'm into business. Marketing and advertising'' He thought about adding how he was new which was why Hari had not seen him before, but that seemed like too much talking for one sentence and a first meeting. Getting tired of standing up, Sebastian laid himself on his bed while still continuing to watch the other man unpack. He noticed the way in which he was extra carefully with some of his clothing, as if he was trying to hide something. He didn't know what to make of it, so he decided to ignore it.

''What is it that you need help so much anyway?'' he decided to ask, deciding that it was better to know in advance then to pretend he knew and get somebody, mainly himself, in trouble because of it. Trouble meant people with 'STAFF' practically tattooed on their foreheads and the streams of never-ending happenings. He would know. He had been down that road before, and currently did not want to retake it.

''It's not about the weather'' he replied off handedly, his mouth giving almost automatically while his mind focused onto other things. This, he thought, this was interesting; maybe because it was new, with that bright shine of the things that are new surrounding it, not allowing him to see it for what it really was, much like it had surrounded the school for the first few weeks of his stay here; probably because he was restless with the full moon passing and most certainly it will all settle into the dull, bleached grey much like everything else once both the shine and the moon were gone, but for now, it was interesting. Hari was...interesting.

''I wouldn't know about that'' he said, perching himself on his right elbow, stretching his long, lean body over the whole length of the bed as he placed himself in a more comfortable position; one that was not unlike something one might see in an old Roman painting; Sebastian was simply missing a few servants and perhaps some grape. ''Like I had said'' he continued noticing a small blush, a tint of red barely recognizable on Hari's skin, ''I've never had a room-mate before. I wouldn't know for how long we will stay so'' As he continued to say something else, about being friends and his degree having noting to do with his skin but rather everything to do with his power, his eyes followed the curve of the other man's arms towards his suit case and the thing which was probably making him blush. Or perhaps it was the slip of the tongue he himself was just beginning to realise...

''No need to tear those into half just yet'' he said, answering with a statement that just might be taken differently by some. ''It is just underwear. Nothing I haven't seen before'' Seen, he thought though, yes. Wore regularly? Not quite. He sometimes got bored of/irritated by wearing underwear as well, much more frequently than with his other clothes, so it probably had nothing to do with the moon's phases either. Sebastian was just like that.

Raising an eyebrow at the man needing to sit just as he was telling him how strongly his doctor had exaggerated, Sebastian made himself at least sit upright once again if not stand.

''I didn't think you were'' he said honestly. ''However, it doesn't seem like the man who send you here was that much off the target'' Tilting his head, Sebastian squinted his eyes as if he was thinking hard. ''I think I have lost the memo, though, if they ever gave me one''

''I suppose so'' Sebastian said, his eyes still not leaving the other man; instead, they focused on on the slight curve of his throat as he raised his head while he spoke. As someone who preferred that the people stayed out of his way and business, Sebastian also wasn't the one to get himself involved with things that other people obviously did not want him involved into, at least now: earlier times of his life were earlier times. Part of this philosophy came from the fact that the act of meddling into something that was obviously not for meddling into would cause in turn trouble for him and other people starting to ask questions <i>he</i> himself would prefer not to answer. Other, small part of it came from some distant feeling that one should threat others as he wanted them to threat him or something like that. He didn't know; couldn't remember and didn't care. All in all, the point was that he was not going to go any deeper into why a man would rather die than listen to his doctor.

''However'' he said, sharpening his gaze once again as he surfaced from his thoughts ''as you said, I have already been dragged into the mess and I have no wish to make it any bigger, and I have a feeling that you suddenly dropping dead would cause much more problems for me than it would for you considering that you would be the one currently sleeping in a grave'' he finished, a bit harsh perhaps but true. Besides, he had stopped kissing, stopped dating if he had ever done anything that could have been considered dating before anyway, exactly so he could avoid a situation like that: somebody dead, at his feet, school, and everything else.. .He would not deal with that. So if he could have stopped doing something that he actually loved before, something that has once brought him joy and pleasure, he might as well force that same body which had once rode the high of turning straight boys gay at least for a moment, become useful once more and watch over this tan man in front of him. Besides, he could not let him disappear just yet. The shine wa still there. He was still...interesting.

''I will ask for another copy of the memo when I'm near the Administration Building again'' he simply said after than. He could just ask him, but somehow he had a feeling Hari wasn't in the mood to share any more than he was fifteen seconds ago. He knew that he himself would not be either if their roles were reversed. Once again, he noticed a blush appearing against the other man's skin, and for some reason, it made him quirks his lips in a smile.

''No, I haven't eaten yet'' he said in the end, choosing not to add on more on anything else he had thought, noticed or said. ''I guess I should though'' he added once he noticed the slight emptiness of his stomach. He was not hungry, not really, but that did not mean he could not eat. Getting to the kitchen though meant he would have to wear clothes... He was still not in the mood for clothes. Grabbing a first fairly loose thing he could get-which in his wardrobe still meant it was simply not a pair of jeans so tight they looked like they have been painted on him (on that note, he had far too much tight clothes for someone who got irritated with clothes so easily)-he got dressed, at least slightly more than he had been before. Walking bare chested around dorm should not be that much of a problem, he hoped.

''You do that'' Sebastian answered to the other man's statement about taking care of himself better, thinking how since he himself never quite managed either eating or sleeping well, mostly because he would be too bored to get out of bed and get breakfast some day until absolutely starving while on others his body would decide without his approval to do what it has done today: wake him up at an ungodly hour, after just a few hours of sleep sometimes, and decide that it was <i>awake</i>, no going back, no matter how <i>tired</i> he would feel on those days. So, yeah, there was that...

His thoughts soon drifted from the topic though as Hari grinned in his direction and for a moment Sebastian was taken by that sight. Then he huffed. ''I do not put clothes on for people'' he said, rolling his eyes slightly. ''I take them off. It is much more preferable. However, I do not want the trouble with the building administrator''

Just as he had finished the sentence, Hari started to get up, obviously dizzy and overcome with vertigo, and Sebastian thus reached with his hand to help him stand, missing, however, since the other man had moved in his direction, so he ended up brushing the inner side of Hari's hand as he passed by him instead of grabbing it as he had wanted to.

He didn't seem to have taken notice though, so Sebastian pushed his hands as deep into his pockets as they would go, reminding himself that the shin was just a temporary thing, so he really shouldn't... and there was the whole fainting thing to think about... it didn't work quite as well as usual though, because the part of him that liked boys and using his power more than rational thought and staying out of trouble was starting to re-awaken. Thus, watching the other man move through the kitchen like clockwork, efficient and focused on what he was doing made something in him...jump.

''You really know what you're doing, huh?'' he asked, leaning against the wall near where Hari was working because, despite everything, he was still too lazy to stand upright on his own. ''Maybe I really won't regret putting on clothes'' he added, not really caring how that could sound to a couple of other students lingering near them at various places throughout the room.