College Life \^w^/

Chapter One.

College life
Chapter one

I pulled away and looked into his eyes... Those eyes i would never forget. He was, in my mind, the most amazing guy i'd ever met. How did it even come to this? I sat there and recalled it as he smiled at me.

A fox in his late teens walks into his new dorm, flopping onto his bed and throwing his suitcase to the other end of the room. After sitting there a while he sits up and walks over to the bathroom, washing his face and looking into the mirror. His black coat with purple highlights shines brightly, but his blank face and ice blue eyes show a past full of memories. Memories both good and bad, but many. He looks into the mirror and smiles slightly, excited to be starting a newer, more fun life at college. Finally, he thought, no more parents on my ass about everything, and no more of those idiots from highschool. He walks over and makes his bed, pulling out his sheets and some posters he plans on hanging up later. He sits on his couch and checks his phone, seeing his roommate will be there shortly. He mutters to himself and walks back over to his bed, hanging up his first poster as he puts on his headphones.
"I hope this guy likes what I like." he says as he admires his wall that will soon be filled with images of electronica artists and neon decals for every computer company imaginable. He walks over to his bag to grab some tape as he brushes against his shoulder strap. It reads- 
"Name: Stripes
Age: 18
Gender: M
Blood type: A
Medical ailments/ allergies: allergic to stupid people"
He laughs as he reads it and returns to taping up his mural of posters. As he is about to finish taping off the last corner of his Savant poster the roll of tape falls out of his hand. He curses under his breath and goes to reach down and grab it when he is met by a black paw already holding it. He looks up and jumps when he sees what he assumes to be his roomie.
"here's your tape." says the fox as he blushes and hands Stripes the tape quickly.
"Thanks."
He takes the tape and sets it down, taking off his headphones and sitting on his bed.
"So im assuming you're vixen, my new dorm buddy?" Stripes says, smiling a little. The shy fox nods his head and pulls up his bag onto his bed, which is parallel to Stripes'. On the shoulderstrap a name tag hangs. It reads:
"Name: Vixen
Age: 18
Gender: M
Blood type: A
Medical ailments/ allergies: none"
Vixen pulls out his textbooks and lugs them over to the desk he and Stripes were to share.
"Those things are freakin' tomes, dude..." Stripes says as he looks over at Vixen struggling with his books.
"yeah, haha." Vixen replies as he walks back to his bed and pulls out a laptop case.
"what company?" Stripes asks as he is immediately fixed upon the computer bag.
"Razer." Vixen says as he pulls out his laptop and starts it up.
"Oh my god, really?" Stripes grins as he points up to his wall. Displayed are endless computer logos, one of which is Razer. Vixen smiles and laughs a little as he observes the wall. 
"seems like we have a lot in common" He points out and sets down his laptop, pulling out his phone. Stripes looks at him curiously and pulls out a computer tower, lugging it over to the desk. "y'know, i'm more of a des-" he is interrupted by vixen holding up his hand to signal he's busy. He has his phone up to his ear and his face lights up in a wide smile "hey, how's it going?" he inquires. "oh really? Thats funny. Never! He's not getting you, you're mine! Hahaha. He doesn't deserve a girl like you. You have to go? Alright, nice talking to you. Bye!" He sets down the phone and walks over to stripes, giggling. "what's that?" he asks Stripes as he is booting up his desktop.
"IbuyPower. Custom built." Stripes replies, booting it up and looking bothered.
"you alright?" Vixen pries as he sits beside Stripes.
"I'm fine..." He sighs.
"Sure i'm fine. At first I thought there was a chance of him being gay, and then i was hoping he was single. But as always, my expectations are crushed" He thinks to himself as he slouches into his chair.
"whatever you say..." Vixen says doubtfully.

A few hours later-

Vixen walks over to his bag and pulls out a can of soda. "want some?" he asks stripes.
"sure, thanks." he replies as he hops off of his computer and over to Vixen. He takes the can and goes into the kitchen area. It consists of a small tiled square with a stove and a microwave, with a round table that would seat about 4. He sits at the table and sighs, opening the can. To his surprise, the can explodes sticky fluid all over his face and he yells as he falls over out of his chair.
"Damnit!"
"Are you okay? I'll grab some paper towels."
"It's all over me... Ugh..."
"I'm so sorry... It must've gotten bumped around on the way here..."
Vixen walks over to Stripes and sits him up as he wipes his muzzle off. Stripes looks up into Vixen's face and his eyes cloud over.
"What's wrong Stripes? I'm really sorry about the stupid drink..." Vixen says, continuing to clean the mess.

"It's not that..." Stripes insists, "Its... Well, it's that you're straight... And I really like you..."

At this point Vixen is thoroughly confused. "Wait... What in the hell makes you think i'm straight?" he asks, puzzled.

"Well, you were talking to your girlfriend earlier..." Stripes mutters as he sits up on the cold tile floor.

"Girlfriend? Hahaha! HAHAHA!!" Vixen rolls around on the floor and laughs until he is breathless, while Stripes is sitting there, as confused as Vixen was just moments ago. "That was my sister! There's some douche who likes her in high school, I was joking around when I said 'you're mine'! Hahahaha!"

Stripes laughs nervously, but is mostly embarrassed at the blunder he has just made. "Well... Um... Haha... What I said about liking you... Um..."

Vixen sits up and looks at him in the eyes. "Yeah, about that...", he says as he sits up and looks into Stripes' eyes, "You can call me vix..." he leans in and kisses Stripes firmly on the lips, both of them going red.

And that's how it all led up to this moment, I thought as I pulled away from his warm body slowly, smiling and looking down, embarrassed.

End of chapter one