That Mortician; Desires

I| That Mortician; Impulse

Adrian was sleeping in an alleyway for lack of anything better to do. Part of his research on humans was to do things even the outcasts did, (which rationalized his weird sleeping places). He had been wandering the world for quite some time now. His hair became unruly and his dark nails long. If someone from the reaper society saw him now they would surely look twice before recognizing him.

"Where should I go today?" he muttered before standing up. He cracked his back and stretched before searching around for his bundle of things. Whilst putting on his glasses he noticed something from the corner of his eye. Could it really be that human?

Adrian walked over (stealthily) towards him. The human had grown older and seemed to be wearing a college uniform. Adrian couldn't tell which school the uniform was from. Two others were standing by him, one guy was smiling and the other looked really serious. The serious male had dark hair and thick eyebrows. The smiling guy was blonde-ish and had some stubble on his chin. Had he forgotten to shave or was he trying to look like that? Who were these people? Were they friends of some sort?

Adrian looked from afar whilst silently wishing he could casually talk to that human like they did. Currently, all he could do was hide in the shadows (in this case behind a building) and stare. As he continued to watch the strange conversation between the three, the blueish-black haired beauty looked at him. But, was he really looking at him? Adrian couldn't tell. There was no reason for him to stare at Adrian. The two had never met before. In fact, the last time Adrian was this close to him, he was still with the reapers.

Sure enough, the beauty-mark wonder was looking at him. Adrian quickly hid himself in a nearby crate, (that was where he hid his stuff while he was sleeping). The footsteps, of who he could only assume was Mr. Beauty-Mark, ran towards him. He overheard the soft panting of the college student.

"What are you doing running off like that?!" a voice said, possibly one of his friends.

"Are you mad!?" the other said.

"I thought for sure that..." Mr. Beauty-Mark's voice rang out. He was tired and panting but his voice still seemed to be ever so pleasant. It was the first time Adrian had heard him speak. The silver-haired reaper just became more jealous of his friends. They were so privileged to be around someone like Mr. Beauty-Mark.

"Thought for sure that what?"

"Well I mean there was someone here just a minute ago," Mr. Beauty-Mark complained. It wasn't unusual for someone to see a reaper. Most of the time reapers would blend into the crowd so that no one would suspect they weren't human. Unfortunately, Mr. Beauty-Mark was different. He could sense things that weren't human, (even if he didn't realize that they weren't). Perhaps it was a trait he picked up after all the times Adrian had extended his life.

Adrian felt his heart race. Mr. Beauty-Mark had noticed him! That could be a good or a bad thing. Adrian smiled to himself before the air changed around him. His reaper senses were tingling. Something was wrong. But, what? 

Adrian overhead the sound of shingles falling off a nearby roof. He noticed that his reaper book was glowing, that couldn't be good, was fate trying to kill Mr. Beauty-Mark again? A glow like that could only mean someone's fate had changed. Without another second to lose, Adrian acted. He jumped out of the crate and tackled Mr. Beauty-Mark to protect him from whatever was about to fall off the roof.

"I told you there was someone here!" Mr. Beauty-Mark said. Adrian had acted before he thought about his actions, so he didn't realize that was was now lying on top of the male he had just saved. He also didn't realize that he was hugging his waist or that his face was on the human's chest.