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Okay, this is just something I wrote on my netbook late one night. It hasn't been proofread or anything fancy like that. Just what came out of my fingers at the time, but I figured someone would like it. Or just scoff. Love you guys either way. I don't have any real name for this little bit of writing. I guess you could call it.

Silth+Etheral
I went into college thinking it would be like any other thing. Nothing interesting happening, just get in and get out. Well, I didn't get that when I met Silth. While I'm not usually freaked out by mortals, I did find this one to put me on edge... Almost nervousness, but annoyance at the same time. His stare is what made me look at him twice. He just looked... dead. I suppose, but at the same time
something seemed to be starving and waiting to consume.
When I first walked in he was sitting on his bed and staring at my bed. His side looked like he had been here awhile. He looked up at me. The motion being the only thing that told me that I was even on his plane of existance. We stared for a brief moment. At first nothing seemed to happen then I was about to say high when his face suddenly brightened with emotion. I must admit it was strange.
I thought he may be autistic, but soon he was talking normally, nothing seeming out of place except his slight english accent that never went to far up or down in pitch.
"Hello, I heard about your arrival this morning. I made sure it was ready for you when you arrived. My name is Silth, happy to meet you." He said with a smile that quivered like he was concentrating on looking happy.
I stuck out my paw in which he quickly grasped and held on as I spoke. "Uh, Well, it's nict to see my roomate isn't to eccentric. My name's Etheral. Nice to meet you." I pulled my paw back, noticing he held on a bit longer than normal before letting go. His paw immediately grasping his other. "The same, the same."
He said as his smile wavered and then went dead. I looked at him a moment. "Uh, I hope you don't mind me asking, but if I don't it will bother me for as long as I stay here." I paused and before I could continue he interjected.
"My face? He asked with a uppy voice while he still looked blank.
"Uh, yeah. Your face..."
He let out a little laugh. It was odd. Like he was not laughing, but projecting his laugh into my mind. "Yeah, I have a problem with facial gestures. I've always had to force myself to smile you could say."
"Oh..." I sat on my bed and plopped my suitcase next to me. "Well, that's... interesting. I bet that must have been fun as a kid in school," I said trying to make a little fun.
"It still is.
"
I looked over. "Oh, sorry. I guess it would be."
"Yeah, usually people just avoid me now, but that's almost worse than the taunting," he said matter of factly. His voice seeming to sound different yet the same.
I looked away and went through my suitcase. Feeling a little odd at the way he seemed a little numb or... something.
"Oh, well... I won't ignore you. Would be hard to if we're staying together."
"You'd be surprised."
I looked back at him. "Are you always going to sound like that? With the almost tone deaf voice and always with the one liners that are seriously the maximum dose of sadness?"

I watched him. At first nothing changed about him, but soon I noticed a slight blush through his facial fur. He must have felt it and assumed I was noticing it. He looked away.
"S-sorry... I guess I am a little depressive when it comes to my problems."
"Well, don't be. I can understand the blanks stares, but you're starting to make me sick with the sadness," I said with honesty.
He cleared his
throat.
"Uh, yeah. I'll try to ease off the woe is me act. I guess it's a bad habit. With everyone around me..." I interrupted.
"Ah, ah, ah! No! Bad fox," I said in a motherly tone that made him flinch like I was hitting him.
I went on. "Now cheer up, this is your first day with a new bunk-mate and you don't need to ruin it for us." He looked up at me.
"Well, you're not the first. I guess I just figured it out, but I think I scared away a lot of them before you... because of my sad stories I guess..."
I looked at him. "Wehehell, I guess I'll be staying for awhile. Just to make sure you're staying on the positive." He looked back at me. Looking a bit more there.
"Heh, thanks. I guess I owe you one."
I laughed,
"Heheh, well, it's only been a few hours for me, but if you think you can squeeze another out of me, then be my guest," I said as I laughed a little and went back to my suitcase, taking out some clothing and other things I wanted to have while here.
It was quiet for a little bit as I placed my stuff on my table and other things under the bed, including my suitcase that contained some of my private stuff. I stood up, stretching out the long bus ride from my legs. With a breath of air I relaxed again and looked back down at the fox. Oddly enough he was staring at me. An odd look in his eyes. "What?" I asked.
"Did you mean it?" he asked in a quiet voice.
"Huh, mean what?" He looked away the same way he did last time as he opened his drawer.
"N-never mind..."
"Woah, c'mon, Silth. Don't just close up on me when I don't know what you're saying..." I said accusingly at him. Confused from his reaction. He looked back at me, but more at my stomach.
"Squeeze one out for you." He said evenly.

I couldn't help but let out a little laugh of disbelief. This little fox that barely came to my chest was asking if I wanted him to get me off. I smiled at him. Seeing he was hurt by my laugh. I Just went beside him and sat next to him on his bed and wrapped an arm around his small frame.
"Look, you're cute, really you are. And I'm not shooting you down, but c'mon. We just met and you are already
asking me this?" I asked as I patted his back.
"Y-yeah..." He said timidly as his paw landed on the to of my thigh, sliding dangerously close to my crotch. I pushed him off with my free paw. "First, you're gonna have to at least get to know me, little guy." He slumped as I said that. "Hey!" I exclaimed as I lifted him up with my arm.
"What did I say about being sad? And you are little. Stop being so uptight about it. Be proud. At least you don't stick out in a crowd like some of these big ass bears that stalk the halls." He laughed a little at that as he started coming out of his shell. I gave him a good friendly shake before getting up. "There ya go. Now, I need some food and I want us to eat together so you're gonna show me
a good place that won't have me sick tonight. Okay?" He blushed. Then muttered something I couldn't hear."Huh? Can't hear ya little man, what ya say?" He spoke a little louder.
"L-like a date?" I laughed again, a little louder as I slapped his back.
"If you want to call it that then fine lover-boy. I would just call it hanging out, but I'm sure you have ulterior motives." I got up. "Let's go."

Yeah. If others like it, may do more. Don't know though.