Snippet #2233723

Takashi Inevera

"You know, to read a book, your eyes need to be moving back and forth, or is there something that has caught your eye?"

Takashi's eyes slowly lifted to the young boy who had moved from his spot. Her frown deepened as he stood over her, blocking out the sunlight of the hot day. The young man reached down and slowly closed the book, his fingers carresing her own as he did so. A slight chill found it's way up her arm and the middle of her back, but she managed to suppress it enough to not have it show on her face.

"Maybe something not in the book?"

To this her sharp green eyes narrowed and her teeth ground together. What audacity to think that he alone had caught her attention in such a way? Of course, he'd been the center of her attention but only because she was there to protect him. His advances were giving her bad memories and she wasn't all to keen on reliving something in her past.

The boy stretched then, leaning backwards in such a fashion as to tighten the opened shirt across his lithe form. Takashi's eyes dropped, following the curve of his strong body before she realized what she'd done. With a sharp growl of frustration she stood abruptly, the top of her head just shy of his chin. She had to crane her neck slightly to look up at him. With a stone like face she glared at him coldly.

"You have my attention now," she uttered, her voice like ice, "What do you want?" She was trying to play it off like he'd bothered her. The less attention she had on herself from him, the better. She would be like a ghost to any Fallen who might be looking for him if he weren't right next to her. Takashi scoffed at the thought and flicked her gaze quickly around them to make sure no one was inspecting them suspiciously.