Link's room
“Oh, you must be the last one.” A pale, white haired midget opened the door to Link. He didn’t seem to be old enough to be there, but Link knew that appearances could be misleading, since he had just seen another white haired kid who happened to be a captain.
“Pleased to meet you! I’m Link” he said, extending his hand.
“Killua Zoldyck” the short boy stepped back and said his name calmly, while letting Link’s hand unattended. “Don’t get it wrong. I’m your roommate, not your friend” he said, walking towards a bed in which three other boys were sat.
The room was small, cluttered with scattered bags and belongings inbetween the beds, which were arranged parallelly on the northern wall, with a window above the central bed's head board. To the left, a rather untidy bed, in which was lain an intimidating young man, with strong jaws and a muscular body, springing with vitality, and hair which colour seemed to deprive even the most stunningly blue sky from its glory. Blessed, he was, with a disrespectfully lean and inviting silhouette, that offended the most virile of men by making they doubt their very self image, esteem and fantasies. “Hey, newcomer. Get over here.” this dangerously beautiful young man stood up by his bed and called Link, expressing nothing but an authoritatively merciless expression.
Link stepped towards him with angst, not knowing whether he had done something wrong and was going to be punished. He felt strangely attracted to the way that man called him, not only his stern voice, but also his expression, that left no room for disobedience. Link felt tied to that man’s will, which felt strangely comfortable and, at the same time, excitingly threatening. As Link stopped in front of the blue haired man, he was quickly measured by the other’s gaze, that ran all of his body in a matter of seconds. The man stepped nearer, having Link’s nose almost hit his chin, due to the height difference. Link, then, uncontrolling of his own nose, smelled the perfume that surrounded that man’s flesh, it was robust, intoxicatingly harmonious and hypnotically pleasant. Link fell in daze, unconsciously moving his nose a bit towards that man’s sensually strong neck and inhaling his scent deep. Could he remain there all day, he would. Link suddenly felt his head become lighter, an intense heat fill his body as his legs faltered and he lost his balance for a moment, falling towards the man’s body, that supported his weight without budging an inch. Link was thirsty, his mouth seemed to be so hot inside that the air he exhaled felt blazing, as if it sought, feverish, for a refreshing panacea. And what could that be? Link instinctively looked at that man’s mouth, that showed his teeth, wide open in a mysterious grin.
“Another omega, huh?” the man whispered to Link and suddenly pushed him towards the middle bed, causing Link to fall over one of the other students that was sat there. “I’m Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, your third year senior...” he said, returning to his serious expression. “I’m not interested in you as well.” he lay on his bed, looking to the ceiling as the sighed in disappointment.
Link was still static, his body was shivering and he still felt hot. Suddenly, he came to his senses, as the tender lap he was sat on pushed him out, assisted by a pair of hands, making Link stand up embarrassed. He just noticed at that moment that he had an erection and crouched a bit in order to hide it. Looking back to the student in whose lap he had fallen and stayed so comfortably for a few seconds. His pains are easened to see a regular looking boy, just as him, that wouldn’t make him suffer with unrealized tension as Grimmjow did.
“Sorry, I couldn’t avoid you...” Link apologised to that brown haired student, who didn’t seem to be bothered by that awkward situation and was smiling understandingly.
“Don’t worry, he made all of us go through that... However, you seem to be the one who got into the worst state” The brown haired student told him. “I’m Keigo Asano, freshman, just like you” he extended his hand over to Link, who grabbed it firmly.
On the same bed, however a bit closer to the window, sat a blond slender boy, with some red hair clips pinning his pale golden locks, in order to avoid them falling to his eyes. He had his body towards the eastern bed, in which sat a rather flashy student, whose eyes, as well as the hair, has different colours. This guy had mixed in his face both the warm, opaque caramel and the cold, translucent blue from his contrasting eyes. The hair balanced his hot and cold features in a well matched contest between the white and red that met sagittally at the middle of his head. The two boys had their bodies towards each other, but Link had robbed their attention for a bit with that scene.
The blond boy smiled towards Link. “Hi, I’m Finnian, first year, as well” he waved happily.
“I’m Todoroki Shouto, second year. Pleased to meet you” the dual coloured boy said, after Finnian, moved by nothing but a sense of obligation and politeness.
Link greeted both with a smile and he stood in front of the three beds, a bit confused. On the left there was Grimmjow, who didn’t seem to eager to accommodate him. in the middle one, Keigo and Finnian, despite both being thin, they seemed to already leave no space for a third one, as those beds were originally made to fit one person only. To the right, Todoroki seemed to share the bed with Killua, who was lain behind the boy who talked to Finnian.
“So... where can I sleep?” Link asked a bit worried with his situation.
“The only place seems to be Grimmjow’s bed.” Todoroki answered bluntly, as if the question was stupid.
“Huh? No freaking way. Sleep on the floor.” Grimmjow nagged giving his back to Link, as if that didn’t concern him. In fact, everybody there didn’t seem to be willing to do much, either because they couldn’t help Link without abdicating from their own spot or because they simply didn’t care enough.
The room had a set of drawers and a wardrobe by the eastern wall, so he could not lie in front of Todoroki and Killua’s bed. There was also a big round table in the middle of the room, leaving no space for him to lie next to the central bed. Link moved towards Grimmjow’s bed and stopped in front of it. He tried not to look directly to that guy, who enjoyed his space alone.
“Grimmjow... can I have a pillow, please? You have two...” Link asked, a bit scared of how he would react. Suddenly Link felt a pillow fly over to his face, that had been looking away from the blue haired senior.
“Take it.” Grimmjow answered in a dull but unexpectedly understanding tone. Link thought that perhaps he had misjudged the guy, he wasn’t so unreasonable after all.
Link placed his pillow by the bed’s foot board, which descended all the way to the floor, using it as his head board. He, then, laid his bag by the pillow and turned his back on the group, that had been a bit quiet, except for Finnian and Todoroki. On a second thought, Link turned back, facing his roommates and did his best to shove away his disappointment with them to open a friendly smile.
“Guys, does anyone want to go on a walk around the academy?” Link asked with enthusiasm.
“Nah.” grimmjow mumbled.
“Me!” Keigo jumped out of his bed, to Link’s surprise. He seemed much more energetic than before, Link supposed he must have been waiting for someone to engage with him.
Keigo went to Link’s side and followed him through the wall while the other roommates didn’t seem to bother very much. For Link it was quite a relief that at least one person there seemed to be sociable.