The Story of the Secret Wings

Chapter Five- Midnight Snacks and Surgery

In the time that the "men" had spent arguing I had managed to hop in the steaming water of my personal shower, washing the sweat and dirt off from the day, blow dry my brown locks, and change into my cute pajama's consisting of some shorts with pink and red hearts scattered everywhere and a ever-green speghetti strap. Sure it didn't exactly match, but either way- I ended up looking surprisingly cute, and laying on my belly, my feet dangling off of my bed and reading LOVELESS, choosing to throw away the pizza that looked as if it would crawl off any second. My next day off I would clean the barracks spotless, even if the guys didn't like it.

About two hours later, a good ways into the novel, I had carefully saved my spot and had began to braid my hair, taking a break because my eyes began to blur. My stomach growled loudly, complaining from lack of food, I sighed and jumped off of my rather comfortable bed to stealthily see if I could find a vending machine. (Lucky me I was given an allowance for the month before my first paycheck came in) taking a few gil from my wallet I tip toed across my room. It was a good size- I had enough room to move freely, also resting in it were a king sized bed covered in blankets and fluffy pillows all a shade of blue, and a small sofa and coffee table, facing a wardrobe that held a Television. The bathroom was nice- in a blue-silver theme it had a tub and a separate shower as well as a large mirror and heated floors.

My room led out to a larger, open concept living area, the main sitting area was in a circular pit, two steps down from the main floor, to divide it and had a panoramic view, I could see the lights of Midgar right out of it, as well as the large moon. To the right of the pit was a curved wall, that became straight at the start of my room, then led into a hall where three other doors were- I assumed the guys bedrooms. The walls were painted a dark silverish blue color and had a shine to them- to where you could see a blur of your reflection on them and had a strip light running through the middle, but no décor.

At the end of the windows there was another entry way- I assumed the boys bathroom, it had no door, only a tile walkway, turning to the right where I think the showers and whatnot were. The kitchen was closed off slightly but not too much. The cabinets over head and the countertop opened in the middle to create a window that overlooked the living area and the dining table (which was to the right of the restroom door). The cabinets a reflective white, and the countertops black granite; I saw stains and dirt right away, but the floor seemed clean. Maybe they got tired of stepping on crap when walking around barefoot.

I padded my way across the dark industrial carpet to the cool marble floors of the kitchen, finally landing in my destination and took three big steps to the metallic fridge. Sephiroth's room was through the door only feet away from the fridge, so I tried to be rather careful opening up the cooler-

"Do you think she's still up?" I jumped, squeaking slightly as I heard Genesis's velvet voice and quickly closed the hardly opened fridge, hiding behind the counter top.

Oh. My. God. He and Angeal had just stepped out of the shower, with nothing but a towel wrapped around their waist. I blushed, 'oh dear Gaia save me...'

"I don't know, it's already quite late-" Angeal answered, interrupted by his partner.

"Hey look- Her light is on...and she's not in her room." Genesis said, pointing out the obvious, "Geez, Sephiroth just moved out yesterday and it already smells like a woman."

I scowled at him, watching a bead of water run down his muscular back, "So where is she?"

As if on queue, my nose started to tingle, 'crap, I'm gonna sneeze!' "Do you think that she could have snuck out?" Genesis Questioned. I saw them turn around and head toward me.

'Crap, crap, crap-crap!!!' I tried to hold in my sneeze as I backed away hopelessly, feeling something hit my back I looked back, seeing Sephiroth staring down at me.