When the sky was dark, I ran back the way I had come, scaling the wall of his house and creeping in his window. My gut twisted and my senses became heightened. I saw all the wrinkles in his clothes on the floor. I could smell all the different scents around this area of town, and identify each one. I was extremely aware of the slight breeze brushing over the room from his open window. I closed it, twitching at the click that seemed much louder than usual. His room smelled so strongly of him that I could taste it. Not bad. I scanned the room for disturbances, and finding nothing out of the ordinary. My ears pricked as the front door opened, almost silently. I listened, and identified the intruder. Koujaku. I crept up the wall and flattened myself in a dark corner, becoming almost invisible. I watched in complete silence as Koujaku opened the door and walked to Aoba. After a few moments of silence, he turned and left, and I heard him settle himself on the stairs. I stayed put, listening to my gut. After a couple silent minutes, a figure crawled up his balcony and eased open the glass door. The figure then looked around, sat down, and turned on all of Aoba's computers. His face lit up and I was able to identify him. Noiz, member of the Ruff Rabbits. I smirked to myself as I put two and two together. Of course he was here. He was the one who had dragged Aoba into Rhyme and battled him. Clever boy, altering the game like he did. This was going to be fun, considering we had a sort of..... History. I ever so slowly slid out of my corner and crept across the floor, staying in his blind spot. I silently crouched behind him, and softly placed my hands on his waist. He immediately tensed, and I brought my mouth right next to his ear, so my breath brushed over his neck. My voice was low and quiet, so as not to wake Aoba.
"Long time no see, Wim."
He didn't respond, and I chuckled lowly.
"What's the matter? Aren't you happy to see me?"
I pressed my body against him, knowing it frightened him slightly. My heart beat gently against his back as my stomach and chest pressed against his spine. I slowly slid my hands, one coming to rest near his neck and the other wrapped around his waist. I smiled to myself as I felt The Great Noiz trembling ever so slightly from fear.
"What do you want."
His voice was quiet and tinged with anger. I chuckled and brushed my lips against his ear, relishing the shiver that rippled through his body.
"I want you..."
I paused, feeling him tense up and swallow. I continued, my voice dropping and becoming sinister and deadly.
"...to leave."
His breath hitched and his heart picked up. I let go of him and stood, looking coldly down at him.
"Get out. Now."
He remained still for a moment, then continued typing. I rolled my eyes and dropped behind him. In one fluid movement, I wrapped my left arm around his chest, restraining his arms, and hooked my right fingers in his cheek and pulled, so his neck was exposed and he couldn't move. He grunted in surprise and struggled, but I dug my nails into the inside of his cheek, and he stopped. I growled in his ear.
"Remember this, Wim. I have more control over you than you think. Remember this well."
I let go and stood, as he rubbed his cheek, glaring at me. I sighed and snapped my fingers inches from his nose. His eyes rolled into his head and he fell to the side. I shook my head and crawled into a dark corner. As I snapped my fingers again, both Aoba and Noiz woke up. Noiz went right back to work, having no memory of me being there. Aoba, however, flipped out upon seeing Noiz. I watched, kind of bored, as they had their little exchange, and Koujaku came bursting in the room. I half zoned out, listening to them banter, then Noiz left. Eventually, Koujaku went back to his position on the stairs, and Aoba went back to bed. I slipped out of my corner and stood over him. He had just fallen asleep, his eyelids fluttering slightly. I smiled softly, then blinked in surprise. I lightly touched my lips, taken aback by the slight upturn. I hadn't genuinely smiled in years. I sat next to his head and leaned my back against the wall, deep in thought. What was happening to me?
