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Unimaginable beauty.

By: saine
folder Romance › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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So open your eyes..

Green. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was green. It was solid, and fuzzy. Kind of a sick colour like the mold on your bread. He blinked. Then blinked some more until his vision cleared. Ah, eyes. Green eyes, big and round. And they blinked right back at him. \" Kai\'oto, what\'re you doing? \'\'

There was a light hearted giggle then the green pulled away and turned into a face, a round childish face with rosey cheeks and white grining smile. \'\' Bah! Nei\'ictar boisji!
Just waking you up; mother said to! Up up up! \'\' There was another giggle then the child Kai\'oto started bouncing on the older boy\'s bed. The said boy groaned and grabbed his pillow, thrusting it forward, knocking the child off of his bed. \'\' I\'m awake! \'\' He pushed his fingers trough the sleep snarled hair on his head. His fingers touched the soft long ears and he sighed. He\'d never liked them, nor doubt he ever would. Just another reminder of how he felt out of place.

\" Doink! \'\' Something hit his face and he fell back onto his bed again. \'\' What the hell Kai?! \'\' The child snikerd and bolted from the room, running down the hall to the exit of the upper tree.*1 He felt fustrated, why exactly did he have to get up? He was\'nt required to DO anything around the house. He wasn\'t let outside due to the way he looked. He felt his stomache turn. Why could\'nt he be like everyone else? Like his brothers and sisters. Not oddly coloured, with green eyes! Or even blue. Blue would be perfect, and his fur and colours; purple! Not gold and red..

He sat up again in his bed, letting the pillow drop to his lap. He glared at the wall parallel to him with a passion. Soon his face dropped, loosing it severe hatred. It wasnt the wall\'s fault. Hell, it wasn\'t anyone\'s fault at all! Not even his own, if it were at least he\'d have someone to blame this dismal fate apon. He blinked then shook his head, red hair flying around his head. This wasn\'t what he should be thinking, he\'d just end up putting his mood in a slump. He kicked his legs to the side and stood up, sheets dropping and pooling around his feet.

His body was thin, and pale, other then the striped and curled markings that ran up and down his body like smooth tattoos. He looked out his window into the deep shaded green forest, there were streaks of light streaming down to the floor of the forest, like swords stabbing into a body. He tilted his head, ears drooping and leaning agenst his back, the tufts at the end tickled his back so he jerked forward to escape the unwanted touch. and sighed.

Time to start getting dressed, though it wasn\'t like he\'d be going anywhere, anytime soon. His body twitched and and spasmed as cold air blew through his window and licked at his naked body. Goosebumps rose up his spine and he shivered. Ok, that was why, its cold and he has no window. He moved to his closet and thumbed through some pants, his mind idling away, and his focous diminishing. Right up until another breeze blew through, he felt the swirl of muscle tensing shoot from his heels to his head, where the hairs stood on end.
He snatched a random pair from his closet with and grunt and pressed them to his body. Hell have mercy his mother was going to hear about this. He was getting tired of freezing his little rump off. Weather she did anything or not was up to her, he didn\'t have the wrinklies to stand up to her. And a long scar running up his spine gave plenty reason for his fear.

He turned around and pulled his pants on, one leg at a time of course. He wasn\'t some super dresser! His little brother could jump into pants and button them before just running off! Hopeless, he thought. Immature and so naive, he could only hope the booger would slip and fall, cracking open his skull and die. Nah, he didn\'t realy want that, but its nice to dream. He was sure he wasn\'t the only one who dislike his family. Family, his mother, father, two little sister, one older brother, and one little brother. All boogers in his opinion. And before mentioned, he was afraid of his mother, not realy for his mother, she was actually rather sweet in her ways. But his father, was particularly vishous. He would receive the beating of his life for talking back. Or even going outside. He had once been told it was for his protection. But why just him? Why at all, what the hell was so bad that he could just go outside..

He grabed the back of his neck with both hands and lurched, feeling his back snap, one vertibrate at a time. Pop, snap, crack, pop.. Sigh, if he enjoyed anything it was releasing his stiff back of stress. Such a simple but delishous thing. Too bad he had no one to help him do it the rest of the way.

A couple seconds later he felt a rush of heat move up his body and into his face. Blush.
Where the hell had that thought come from? He\'d never known or met anyone outside the family and assumed people were like that. So he\'d never thought about it before.. He slumped and sighed, realy thinking about it. Someone else around would be nice. But from what he could make of himself, he was too different and weird to be liked.
So much for happy thoughts.

And that, is the very end of my very first chapter.
:D
~Author\'s bantor.~
Hello, I see cheerios.
They are on my floor because I\'m a tard and spilt cereal. My cat tried to hump my arm this morning and I failed to turn in a project that has been due for like two weeks. You see, I used to realy like school until this year. Which was strange cause I have like the best teachers ever. The\'yre pretty awesome. My math teacher is like old as dirt but he\'s a funny guy. He faught in the vietnam war and is kinda touchy on sujbects of fighting. Says boys are poisen, and dictates about how calculators are evil. Which I agree on. The calculator thing not the boys thing. :D Cause thats stupid.
My science teacher, she\'s pretty old too, but she\'s got good points of veiw. Only one I don\'t like is she\'s agenst gays. But not because of their sexuality, but because of \'family values\' she says it distorts the balance blah blah blah. She has a good point but I think you should be alowwed to love who you want regardless of; sex, race, religion, creed, colour! :D
My history teacher, he\'s pretty kewel. He\'s not even 30 too! Geeze, young. He and his family spent over 750,000 on college. I\'m just wonder: WHY THE HELL ARE YOU A TEACHER YOU SHOULD BE MAKING BIG ZILLAH MONSTER MADNESS MONAY ,MAN! D:< Anyway.. He\'s kool, I asked him why he had only half an dry-erase thingy and he said he got hungry earler. >:D My kinda teacher! Hahahehehehebuhahahahkeeyaaaah~! >:3>
So, then I have a language arts teacher: english + other BS. Which I\'ve got down like.. Like... Like things you get down! O:< Shup up. Anyway. He\'s a green snotty slimey booger.
He whistels at the class as if we are dogs! So not kool. Pisses me off. I think I gave up on school when he started doing that!
OMGFUCKINGFAGGOTSONICEFIRESNOTTRAILS! D:<
My gym teachers.. Like I told them at the begining of the year that I had a note and I had excuses not to run around like a moron or a heard of cows. Seriously. So they bug me today and I was getting so pissed I almost started to cry. Which I don\'t knoiw WTF that is about but I started being that way this year. I guess its my body\'s way of getting rid of the emotions or something. ;_: Heh. I cry, I don\'t beat up my pillows. So, later.. Which is now, I could\'nt think of anything else so I just ended that chapter. Isnt it great!?


SO! About the story, I want you to reveiw! Give me ideas as to where you want it to go?!
Do you want it sappy musshy sticky honey love story? Do you want slight smut? Do you want a romantic comedy? I mean, I\'m going with the sad, abused, locked in a cage child thing and I\'m getting kind of bored with it so speak up my spanky readers!?
>:F If you bed hard enough I might draw some pics and put the links to them in the story to you can get a better idea. I need to go read a dictionary so I can get some better vocab. Oh! My e-mail, o0zalist0o@yahoo.com send me e-mail. I want and editor and maybe a partner writer! >:3> Would be sexy, ja! Anyway, I am done with taking up your time. Until next time, my new readers!
~OMGGOODBYEFORNOW:D~
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