The Cosplay Chronicles : Niabi and Jether

Niabi had fluffy long brown hair and wide green eyes,with full pouting lips,and a soft caramel color to her skin, she looked like an Indian Princess. She stared up at the night sky, looking out at the stars, her dress billowed out around her as she sat on her balcony. She heard a faint crunch of a branch and grunted curse, she looked out at the woods in front of her. "Who's there?," Niabi called, the sound of footsteps where her only answer.

"W-who's out there?," she called again, standing up, her puffy white nightgown flowing around her. Her eyes scanned the woods, then she saw a figure come out of the trees.

"Go to bed, child," the man answered.

" I am not a child," said Niabi growing angry instead of scared of her intruder,"What are you doing out here anyways?"

"Are, too." he said, then shrugged walking out under the moonlight and giving a wicked smirk,"I don't think you want to know, kid."

She scoffed and shook her head,"Fine!," she grumbled stubbornly then said,"Goodnight."

"Night Niabi," he said so softly she didn't know if she had heard him or not. Walking into her bedroom abd sitting on her bed with the lights out, she started to think. Number One: Who the hell did he think he was?. Number Two: Why was he in her backyard?. Number Three: Did she really hear him say her name, and if so how the hell did he know it?. And Number Four: What was his name, anyway?. She ticked these things off on her fingers, deep in thought, so much that she almost didn't notice that someone was standing in her room. Jumping up, she grabbed the first thing she could to use against him,throwing it at him and picking up something else and throwing it.

"Hey!," he protested,blocking the things with his arms,"It's just me,kid, calm down."

"I know it's you!," she screamed," Why do you think I'm throwing all this crap, and why the heck are you in my freaking room!"

"Chill little princess," he said,slumping down and sitting with his back up against the far wall," I'm Jether, by the way but you can call me Jet, and I already know your name Niabi."

She looked at him and shook her head, she couldn't remember ever seeing him, but he was way older than her by at least a few years. Huffing she sat back on her bed,looking at him, thinking over what to ask first. "Hmm, lets just start at the beginning here. Do I know you?," Niabi asked, cocking her head to the side.

Jet laughed hard, stopping long enough to catch his breath. " You honestly don't remember me, kid?" He looked at her with some what of a pained expression.

Niabi tried to think back, but shook her head. "Nope, sorry. " she said. "Care to jar my memory?"

Jether frowned, and sighed, huffing the breath out "It's not worth much if you forgot so we might as well start anew." Standing up, he crossed the room and sat down on the bed next to her. " I already know everything about you, but you can still tell me," he grinned alittle as she stared at him baffled.

"No you do not!," Niabi shook her head. "Okay, if you know so much about me what's my favorite color and why?" Looks over at him.

"That's easy. your favorite color is purple and because it reminds you of a simpler time or something like that" Jether said.

Niabi looked her over a little scared now, because he was right. She actually looked at him now and really saw him. He was handsome, dark black hair that almost looked blue, pale skin, a nice smile, violet and blue eyes to die for. " Your cute," she giggled, not meaning for it to slip out.

Jether chuckled and smiled, "Thank you, nice to hear an old line." He winked and grabbed her hand. "Come on remember. You know me, you have for a long time."

Niabi looked at him, and thought hard, she did kinda, sorta remember him at least those eyes and that hair rang a bell to her then she gasped. "Your my friggin' imaginary friend!" She squealed,yanking her hand out of his and looked up at him wide eyed. "I remember I use to have a imaginary friend named.... Jet, shit, no this can not be happening!"  Her family had sent her to a shrink because she thought he was real and just when she was starting to forget, he decided to show up and ruin her life all over again. "No, no way! Your not even real! " she argued.

Jet smiled knowing it had probably came out more of a grimace. "Come on, Niabi, you know me, you know I was real and just had to go away for a little while but now I'm back kid and I'm not leaving" he chucked under her chin.

Niabi jerked back, shaking her head, she could not buy into this crap maybe she was crazy, maybe she had just finally cracked. I mean come on it was her sophmore year and she still hadn't made many friends at this new place. "I'm just going crazy, that's all. There's no way you are real, just my imagination conjuring up an old friend since I have none. " she said simply.

Jether smiled sadly, and grabbed her hand again, this time she didn't pull it back. " Okay, if I'm not real then how come you can feel me. Huh? How come I grew and aged, and how come people can see me??" he smirked knowing he had got her, she had to believe.

Niabi looked down at their joined hand and shrugged. "I don't know, maybe I just think I can feel you. And how am I suppose to know if people can see you if I'm the only one around." She had a point.

"Fine, put on your boots and jacket where going out and when people see me you will have to believe me," Jether said.