RP (BlackRose and Prefection)

[Perfection]

Life at home wasn't always the best for Eliot, but some how he managed to make it through public school and even found his way to community college on a scholarship funded by state funds. However, playing for dorm rooms was a hole matter entirely. They were limited being a small university where most students still lived at home. So the competition was fierce and the prices sky-high.

Eliot was a few months shy of his 19th birthday, he had sandy blond hair and a fair completion that didn't agree with the sun very much. Which made him ideal for night. His eyes were a light clear blue that changed to fit the patterns of his moods.

Only a year and a half ago, right out of high school he managed to get himself caught up with a very powerful gang in town. Their proposition was very tempting...as they would house him near his school. It was like selling yourself to the devil, once you were in they owned you. But home was the last place the teen wanted to be and he really wanted to finish school...so what the hell if he cause a little trouble now and again. Up until now the fights were minimum and he'd yet to be caught. Life was okay.

It was Saturday morning when he was lounging on one of the chairs of their groups main hideout. Sitting sideways with his legs over one arm and head cushioned on the other. His newly snatched iPod plugged into his ear causing his foot to tap the air in beat to whatever song was playing at the moment.

 

[[[black_rose]]]

Zel looked around the gang hang out and sighed some not knowing what the hell to do. Sure there were some sexy guys but most of them weren't intrested in him. Growling lowly as he walked past some guys his eyes were a greyish black which scared alot of people but still eh he didn't give a fuck it just showed his true dominance side. Smirking as he saw the new collage student that he had let in laying down on the couch oh he looked so sexy.Smirking some he went over and whispered in his ear "You better watch out who you steal from now on you never know who I have connections with little boy".

Smirking some as he grabbed the ipod and slapped the guy across the face he shook his head " You have to learn manners damn it now get off your ass and do something helpful". Everyone was looking at the two and everyone knew Zel had a crush on the guy he was picking on now. Looking at the other guys around the hang out he shook his head and growled deeply "Get off your asses and get out of here..find something useful to do". Zel turned back to the other one and smirked soem "I have to deal with you personally and you know what I want my bitch".

Zel wore plain black pants and a plain black tanktop he had a tattoo of a black and red dragon and he wondered if the new guy had the tattoo yet or not. Sighing some as everyone left Zel grabbed the guys arm then started to drag him to his own room he wanted some affection and him and this guy had been freinds for a long time they both liked each other and he knew the other was fond of him. Looking at him as he got into his room he shut the door then pushed the other onto the bed and kissed his neck "hmm we haven't had fun for a while".

 

[Perfection]

Eliot felt the earpiece on his right slip out, the music replaced by a cool voice. At first he didn’t open his eyes shifting to shrug the other off. He knew damn well who it was. Casually he drew up his hand a flipped Zel the bird before replacing the piece and turning the music up that much more. Now, Eli wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t dare go smarting off any anyone else so carelessly and certainly not over something so trite. But this wasn’t just anyone, it was Zel. And how did he like getting his friend fluffed up sometimes.

When the iPod left his hears he started to sit up and protest, only to meet the other’s slap head on. His head fell sideways and he stared wide eyed for a moment in shock. “What the hell,” he snapped holding his stinging cheek, setting his dark violet eyes on the other. When bored Zel’s ‘good’ side wasn’t always the first thing portrayed. “Go fuck yourself,” he growled pulling at the arm that was dragging him of the room.

Indeed he was very fond of Zel…but he was thoroughly pissed at the moment, having been interrupted so rudely then slapped like he was. Tattoos…no he had none yet. He didn’t even have any piercings! "And we arn't going to until you apologize. That blood hurt, you know," he pouted from where he lay on the bed looking up at Zel. His was still rubbing his slightly red cheek.