CHAPTER 2 (KYO POV)
Green eyes mocked me in my sleep, they stared at me and even though I couldn’t see a face I knew they were smirking at me. I knew who those eyes belonged to, when I was little they reminded me of the small emerald dragon that my mother kept on the showing cabinet in the living room, they were calming just like that little ornamental dragon. I was in the state of sleep where I knew I was sleeping, I could feel myself moving around but I couldn’t actively wake myself up although I honestly didn’t know if I wanted to wake and lose the heat of that mocking emerald gaze. Finally, after what seemed to be a lifetime of staring into the green orbs, my mind acknowledged an annoying repetitive noise I came to recognise as my alarm clock. It was time for school.
Over the past week I had been having that same dream, just staring into his eyes, nothing else, no background images, no body just eyes on a blacked out background, now some people may think this is a little creepy but since they were my favourite colour and I knew them so well I had become accustomed to the dream and wasn’t creeped out in the least.
“Kyo? Are you up?”
I brushed a hand over my face as I sat up in bed, with my throat rough from lack of use my voice came out a little croaky as I answered my mum who was currently knocking on my bedroom door
“I’m coming”
“Good, because Tay’s here”
My head snapped up as my door slammed open and a ball of golden curls bounced onto my bed and then to my amusement slipped off and slammed onto the floor
“Oh god, honey are you okay?”
My mum ran into the room to help Taylor off the floor, however I couldn’t help but notice that her whole face was twitching and twice her lips twisted up into a grin.
“Yeah I’m okay, Kyo your bed is too bouncy!”
I didn’t point out to the small blond that if she hadn’t jumped in the first place then she wouldn’t have fallen
Instead I just muttered a sorry and climbed out of bed ignoring my mother who fussed over Taylor and ignoring Taylor who unfortunately had the same colour eyes as her dear brother
“Breakfast in five minutes people”
Taylor and I nodded to my mum who backed out of the room still trying to keep a grin off her face. When she shut the door behind her I ripped of my pyjama bottoms and hunted around for a pair of jeans, Taylor had seen so much of me over the years I didn’t even acknowledge her presence as I walked around semi naked
“Okay dude spill”
I turned towards her voice and noticed that she had found my secret stash of Wine Gums (my favourite sweet) and was currently chewing on one as she made herself comfortable under my covers on my bed. I rolled my eyes at how relaxed she was
“Spill what?”
I still couldn’t find a pair of jeans, contrary to popular belief I wasn’t a neat freak, in fact I was pretty much a pig when it came to my room, it didn’t seem to suit my image but then again I wasn’t trying to keep up appearances so who cares?
“You’ve been even quieter than usual, almost silent and, and tell me if I’m wrong here but you wont look at me. Have I done something?”
I didn’t turn around as I pretended to be even more thorough with my search, how could I tell her that she looked so much like her brother that every time we were in a room together the only thoughts that run across my mind were of his mouth, wrapped around me in the most intimate way possible?
