Chapter Two

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 Beautiful

 #####'s POV (I know that maybe everyone all ready knows who this is, but I haven't said a name yet, so....)

 I was sitting on the windowsill, eyes closed, thinking about who and what my next Master will be. But I really don't care, they could be a perverted, black-boned, skeleton for all I care, and as much as I want to, I will never forget my first Master, my white-boned hand reaches up to my neck, touching the metal caller there. This metal caller was a gift from my first Master, it helps me with my 'problem' and shuts off my magic, I will never take it off, I cannot, unless I want people to die. A shiver goes down my spine, the feeling of being watched hits me, I open my eyes to see who was watching me and see... You guessed it. 

 A most likely perverted, if what I thought not to long ago is correct, Black-boned, male skeleton, with what seams to be four black tentacles on his back, and a single, blue, eye staring right at me.

  The perverted octopus's POV

 I had gone a little closer to the window to get a better look at the small skeleton, his eyes were closed so he hasn't see me just yet, but when I was no more then, like, 6-feet away, he opened his mix-match eyes and looked directly at me.

...Thump...

...Th-Thump...

...Th-Thump...

...ThumThumThumThum...

I think my soul is going to pound out of my chest if it keeps up at this pace! They had to be the most beautiful person alive. They have pure white-bones, but there was little bruises visible on some of them, and that made my soul fill with hate, and hurt, no emotions clouded his round face, or red and white eyes, and a red zig-zag scare under his right, red, eye, but even though his face had no emotions on it, his Ora gave away his fear, and shock. We continued to stare at each other for a moment, in till his Ora changed from fear and shock to, nothing, it was like all of his emotions just vanished, and his face also stayed emotionless, so I back up a bit, hoping that if I wasn't so close he would trust himself to feel something, I removed my hands from the glass window, not realizing I had slowly been moving closer to the window, and put them in my pockets, letting my four tentacles lower down in a non-fretting way, showing I met no-harm. He must of sensed that I wasn't going to hurt him, because his Ora went from no-emotions, to relief, him sighing cutely. He looked like he thought he wasn't going to be bought today, like he was going to be free for a little wile longer, I'm sorry my senpai but, YOU ARE GOING TO BE MINE, AND ONLY MINE.

-#####'s POV-

The strange, male, skeleton had backed away from the window, he had put his hands in his pockets, showing he meant no harm. I mentally relaxed, but kept my face emotionless, just encase this is a trick to get me to relax and then use me in some way, not like it would have been the first time it append.  But even though I was cautious about him, for some reason I really wanted him to take me, to make me his new slave and that if he did, something good would happen, and thousands of these dangerous thoughts were bubbling in my skull, it was the way that the slime-covered male had looked at me, his intense stare shun with interest and want.  We continue to stare at each other for another minute until I broke from his gaze to look at the floor of the window sill. I breathed in and out slowly, readying myself for the outcome of my next decision, knowing that this decision could cost me my life, and allowed some emotions to return to my face and eyes.

After I calmed myself, and felt like I could CALMLY look at the male skeleton, I looked up again, but this time a small smile and a slight purple blush on my cheeks decorated my face, and met his soft gaze again as well. I slowly edged closer to the window, stoping only when he would move, I continued this Intill I had my hands pressed against the window, I tilted my head to the side, my small smile still in place, I looked at the male in a  curious way, and ether it was the smile, the head tilt, or the curiosity, but a bright blue blush found its way on the tall skeletons face, a huge smile now there also, his four tentacles slowly slid across the ground, making their way to the window, and just like his tentacles, he was also slowly approaching me.

Only for the keeper to come and grab me off the window sill.

   





OMG! I'm not dead! I finally found the stupid written part of this chapter! And was finally able to finish this chapter! Yeah!!!! 

Bye Bye!

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