As he stepped out, he wrapped a towel around his waist, letting himself dry off, he then grabbed another towel, drying off his hair, he smiled, as he came back in, his hair now a bit damp, he sat on the bed, leaning towards her, he saw her sleeping in his shirt, and nestled into his sheet, he leaned over, he smiled, as he moved her hair out of her face, he didnt feel like moving, so as the sun drifted into his room, he played with her hair a bit.

he smiled brightly, showing dimples, he saw how beautiful she had gotten, he wondered of the times, of how lonely she felt without him, as he lay there, he could see her chest moving up and down, as she slept, he then wondered how much pain she was in, when she drank with him being gone, he sighed, as he kissed her forehead.

As he kissed her forehead, his hair, just kind of coveredsome of his body, it was damp and hadn't been combed out, it was disheveled, but it kind of swirled around him, as he kind of pulled her to him, holding her to his chest, a little, he leaned his head on his pillow, as he turned her way, kind of laying down, he let his finger times gently move along her arms and back, as she slept, just think how lucky he had gotten. 

Secra smiled in her sleep, the scent of his sheets were comforting, her hair messy from the night moved from her face she sighed happily in her sleep. Sleeping as he played with her hair, she was cozy in his shirt before being pulled into his arms. Feeling any water left from his hair invading the warmth of his shirt to her skin.

Slowly after some sleep in his arms feeling his fingers move along her arms and back she was held to his chest and listened to his heart as she slowly woke up. Looking directly at his chest she snuggled into him before thinking aloud. "a dream?...." even if it turned out to be a dream she would not wish to wake up from it, "Morning Vezzy" She spoke soft to his chest listening to his heart beat, her own was at a relaxed rate as she looked at him. She tilted her head enough to look at his face, smiling small.

He smiled, as he looked down at her as she seemed to wake up a little, snuggling up to him, like it was the norm, he almost chuckled, as he shook his head, as he heard her wondering a loud, he chuckled, "Good Morning...No it was very real, My sweet goober..."He said, in a deep seductive voice that was no more than a whisper.

as he leaned down and whisperes in her ear. "I Love you goober." He said, kissed her lips ever so gently, he smiled, as he would tilt her head up to him, he then kissed her lips once more. "Is that a Dream?...or does it make it more real?" He asked her, smiling back, as he seen his shirt that the shirt she was wearing was getting weat from the water dripping from his hair.

Secra looked at him, blushing softly as he shook his head. Hearing his voice and him explaining it was real she felt the chill run through her spine from his voice as a whisper. She smiled and pressed her cheek to his shoulder, giving her cute and silly grin she had always given him. Until he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

His lips pressing to hers gently she closed her eyes relaxing in his arms as he tilted her head and kissed. Once separated she blushed deeper "Very much real... I.. ah... I love you vezzy.." She stuttered out blushing deeper surprised she was able to blurt it out loud without having a drink before leaning up and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him again.

"Haha...you are too adorable for words my sweet goober."He chuckled, as he saw he blushed, his now bluish golden eyes, looked down at her, he sighed feeling content, as if heaven had came to reality, and he hoped it would last forever.

"I love you....no words could ever explain, or express enough how muhc I love you." He said, as he rubbed noses with her, like he always did, and he then smiled back down at her, touching her cheek, messing with the ends of her hair,  he licked his lips, his bluish golden eyes smiled givng her a soft smile that actually fit him.

As he felt like it was a soft say to just hang out and tell such love stories, and run around, he had a few maids coming in, bringing her breakfast, and flowers, he smirked seeing her blush, he couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head, as the set food and fruits on the bed, along with a bouquet of roses on the bed next to the trays of food.

Secra stared at him and blushed heavily looking into his wonderful eyes. She stared up as he looked down feeling wonderful  listening to his sweet and loving words as their noses rubbed together. She never would have guessed her heart would lead her here. 

As he played with her hair she watched him smile and lick his lips, unable to help but giggle she held his free hand in hers. Feeling the warmth he gave off to her she was grateful. She yawned away the sleep as she leaned into him.

Before she knew it the maids came through the HQ, and she became embarrassed once more. "V..vezzy, you know how I feel about breakfast in bed." She puffed her cheeks out but looking at him she calmed down. "But if its from you ill be happy" She picked up a piece of fruit and put it between her lips nibbling on it like a bunny would, when given its favorite treat.

He chuckled at he comment, watching her blush , "Well, it's a special ocassion, plus I figured you wanted to  relax this morning...and what about the roses?" He asked, softly feeling her fingers playing with his as she was nibbling on it, he smirked shaking his head, "You look soo happy though.." He said, as he kissed her temple.

"So Secra...what would you like today?" He asked, leeting hsi bluish golden eyes look down at her, "I mean do you want to stay in bed a bit longer? or would you like to go outside?" He said, as he grabbed a peice of fruit, taking a bit, as the juices slid down the side of his lips, he blinked at how juicy it was, raising a brow.

as she yawned the sleep away, he chukled a bit, as he licked the juice that dripped down, as chewed it up seeit it down on the try, he intertwined his fingers with hers , as he realized he became hers, he smiled brightly at the thought, finally they belongto each other? maybe? he didn't know, he chukcled, he knew one thing for sure, is that he was never leaving her here while he was gone.

She looked at his fingers as she nibbled away on her fruit slices. Drawing little hearts into his palms as he kissed her temples. "Maybe outside after breakfast?" She was eating another slice, entwining their fingers she looked up at him half the apple between her lips. 

Muffling her words she mumbled around her apple, "Vezzy...". Being the goober she was she leaned up pressing the end of her apple against his lips blushing her hand still in his, as she looked away. Wondering if he really would take the other half of the apple. 

even if he accepted the other half of the apple she would sit back down before speaking. "Vezzy... my heart is whole." She lifed her hand bringing the back of his hand to her cheek before rubbing her cheek against it. She wanted to stay his, and not let anyone take him away.

"Alright, outside it is." He said, watching her slowly about to bite into an apple he chuckled, as she bit down, he shook his head, he then grabbed a grape, and popped into his mouth, as the juices from the grape sank into his taste buds, his thumb making circles on her hand.

He looked up, smiling at her, as she called his name, using the apple to muffle her voice, "Yes?" He chuckled, his eys blinked as an apple was pressed to his lips, he bit into, showing his fangs, a little, he felt the juices sliding down his lips, he laughed, shaking his head, seeing her look away, he couldn't help but laugh.

"You are a goober, but you are my goober.."He said, as she brough his hand up to her cheek, he smiled, as he felt her cheek press to his finger tips, he sighed in bliss, as he rubbed his thumb against her cheek. "You make me happy, my goober." He chuckled lightly, as he rolled over turning towards her, watchin her close his eyes, he was seeing something so precious and it made him utterly awe struck, it took his breath away.

Secra watched him as he closed his eyes, keeping his hand to her cheek. She watched him as he faced her, finishing the fruit she was eating. Looking at him again, she leaned close and she whispered into his ears. "I love you vezzy." She kissed his cheek and let his hand go, moving the trays away before laying down and snuggling to his chest. 

She kept the roses between them, and snuggled up to his chest. "Maybe staying in would be better today." She giggled thinking about the night once more and blushing read. Planting a soft little kiss over where his heart is and giggling, "Ill always be your goober." She smiled and traced her finger over where she kissed in heart shapes not sure what else she could say to him.

She had his heart, and her heart ached when he was away, why didnt she notice that feeling before. She could not bare to be separate, but she enjoyed just staying beside him.

"Haha...is that right?...well goober, either way, you are in luck." He said, as he watched her push the trays away, then snuggling up to him, he wrapped his arm around her, "I love you too, goober." He smiled, as he played with the ends of her hair, he kissed the top of her head, he was in love, his heart felt like it was loved, he smiled at the thought of that.

"So goober...I thouht of something...I wanted to ask...do you want to keep your room? or would you like to stay in mine? or maybe keep yours incase you get mad at me?" He chuckled, remembering how she would run off and hide when got up mad at him, then he started to think of lastnight, and how happy they made each other, their hearts content.

"Always my goober, and forever....I wil always be your goober, and your protector, until the end of time." He said, whispering into her ear, seeing her blush he smiled, as he grabbed a rose from between them and he let the bud roam over her face, and her lips, and then he let it go down to her neck, teasng her.

DorianGray was running away from the police after having been spotted robbing a grave, he quickly turned around the corner and burst into the door when he saw one opened, not having any clue what he would happen to find in there..

Be careful, BO! DorianGray shouted as he smacked the door close after his buddy, who was a new recruit to their crew since a couple of days, had entered right after DorianGray had.

Be careful not to slip over any fruit that is laying here across the floor, buddy..!

Dorian looked at BO and pointed at some branches of grapes and half-eaten apples that were littering the room.

Let me turn on some lights, because with this luminous intensity of light one could not even read a book, DorianGray said before he did so.

What?

DorianGray was convinced BO had made some weird sounds, but he had not seen his mouth move as he did..

BO was dusty, dirty, exhausted and angry: "It will be fun, he said, just watch my back, he said. You forgot to mention a 15 block marathon across the town and dozen or so cheerleading badges on our arses!" - Shouted BO.

After a brief moment, BO noticed DorianGray staring at him: "Why the fuck are you eyeballing me, and what's that strange sound, you jerking off in the dark or something? Anyway, where the hell are we? I can't see more than my hand in front of me. And what's with the all the food on the ground, who the hell is wasting all of it" - BO snached some grapes from the ground and started devouring them. Yes, he still was Hangry, a dangerous combination of anger and hunger.

Artie had been in the graveyard spending time at the graves of some dear friends.  He had recently been talking to three Chinese associates; Bass How, Lo Can and Yu Go.  They were in the city doing Dragon Divination seminars in the run up to Halloween and Artie had looked in with some interest.  They told of Chinese ancient tomb washing traditions which had intrigued Artie no end.

That morning he had spent time washing and tending to graves of those he cared about, he had taken cleaning materials and was busy scrubbing gently when a commotion in the background startled him.  Artie muttered

Is there no respect for the dead anymore. 

He was disappointed to see the head of the Idiot Convention movement DorianGray running away so he wandered over from whence he had come.

The shock!  The horror!  A disturbed grave…on today of all days…tomb washing day. 

He followed the muddy footprints into the city until they came stopped at an open door.  He poked his head into the doorway to see if he could see Dorian however it was obviously a private party in public.  Artie quickly moved on, making a mental note to have a chat with Dorian next time he say him.

Secra heard the ruckus downstairs of a pan being knocked over. With a sigh she slipped from Vezux's harms, "Ill be right back hun.." She walked barefoot in his t-shirt as though it were a dress. It worked well since she was short, combing her bangs back with her fingers she grabbed her bat from the top of the steps and walked quietly down stairs. With a creepy grin she flicked the lights on in the back of the kitchen, it was the middle of the day but running into someone elses HQ and making a mess was a problem. She didnt think to check before smacking both @Dorian_Gray and Bo across the tops of their heads with the wooden bat. Realizing she stared at the two before leaning on the handle and yawning. "What are you both doing here in the middle of the day?"

Secra stared at them seeing as how there was stored cuts of fruit in the colder room of the kitchen where little to no light enters. "How did you even get in?"

Vezux currious as to how she would handle such a ruckus, he had quietly and wickly followed her, he smorked, as he leagainst the door post, almost confused as to how they even got in, when one the door was locked, two, it wasn't even dark unless the windoes are closed, but even then the sin sort of shines through the cracks of the shades. Watching Secra swing her bat at their heads, making them kind of limber from such an assult.

As he saw her kind of come out of no where, hitting them on the head, he laughed watching the scene, he shook his head, as he fell inlove all over again with her, but he let her do her thing, and just kept quiet, as he crossed his arms, he was curious about this himself, because again, they not only came in to a place that was locked but they interrupted their precious time, and then to top it all off, they stole food from them.

Not knowing to think he agreed with Secra by saying. "Yes please do tell...how did you get in here?" He asked softly speaking, back up secra with what ever she neaded.

Not long after BO pointed out what the strange noise could have been, DorianGray felt the lumber hit against the back of his head, right before he heard BO's head being hit as well. In a reflex, his hand went to his head to check for a wound, fortunately, there was no blood on his fingers when he checked, all still before slowly turning around.

What are you both doing here in the middle of the day? Secra asked, apparently disturbed and not amused.

Why the hell are you wearing just a long shirt in the middle of the day? DorianGray replied, before he answered her following question, after it had been weirdly and softly echoed by a higher voice from just behind her, with the expected answer.

Through that bloody door there! He pointed to the door that he just struck shut, and was now open again.

Right as he was pointing, he saw a whole group of people passing by.
They were led by Ju_St_Ice, and judging from the large frames under their arms, they probably had made a succesful visit to the nearby Gallery of Contemporary Art as they obviously were looking for a spot to store their newly acquired paintings. DorianGray stepped towards the door and invited them in.

Atticus_OSullivan was the first to enter, and in typical fashion, he was not being able to stop himself from ranting about how they did succeed, quoting poems and literature as if anyone was listening. Behind him entered malkaff, Dorian's boss Random and Mumen_Rider. Don Ju_St_Ice was the last to enter the safe house and Dorian felt honoured to offer them a secured place.

Great to have you guys safe here. Pour some drinks for them, will you, BO?

Then, DorianGray changed his look to the bottom of the stairs.

We do have to do something about the door though, Secra. It keeps going open.. Dorian frowned

And I still don't get why you are there in the middle of the day wearing almost nothing, with the door opened. It almost looks like you and Vezux want people to come in and look..

As he said so, DorianGray inspected the hinge mechanism of the door..

Artie walked along the street.  He had been to the library and found a book detailing more things about the Qingming Festival that he had learned about.  He was disappointed to find out that the actual festival was in April so he was late.  He rationalised it with the thought that h hadn’t known about it in April so he was just catching up.

As he walked along he spotted the now dry muddy footprints on the pavement.  Artie wondered who he would have to complain to in order to have the streets cleaned properly, there didn’t seem to be anyone around.  He came upon that same door…that was open again;

Bloody exhibitionists

He muttered to himself.  The 30s may be swinging away for some but Artie was quite conservative in nature.
But what was that?  He heard the unmistakably dulcet tones of DorianGray inside pontificating and bloviating about art.  Oh dear.  Why was he in there with the shenanigans?  And since when did art become all sexy and flirtified?  Artie glanced at his reflection in the window…and he thought to himself…

Art became sexy when you walked here Artie

Artie wasn’t going to stick his head in the doorway again.  His eyes couldn’t unsee the sights of the day before but he wasn’t wanting to subject them to further damage.

Dorian…could you come out a minute…

Artie all of a sudden felt like a parent to a teenager....he shuddered at the thought.

"Ooooouch, it hurts!" - BO shouted while rubbing his head.

"Who the fu..." - and just like that something switched in BO's head. He was surprised to see an unknown to him but curvy woman who went by the name Secra, standing behind him holding a baseball bat, ready for another swing. The fact that she was barely dressed helped him ignore the pain he was feeling: "Well hello there, sweetcheeks, I am the King of my Teddy Bear gang, BO is the name".

He pointed to the the unlocked and yet again open door: "As Dorian "Captain Obvious" Gray pointed out, we came thru there. We were running from a horde of badges looking for a place to lay low for a while".  

As BO was explaining he noticed even more people showing up: "Looks like this has become a place to go in the neighborhood". He turned to face newcomers: "I suggest you folk quickly shut the door behind and politely introduce yourself to the lady over there, you know, before her bat starts asking questions, again"

He turned back to face Secra and noticed another man behind her, better known in the streets as Vezux: "Another man of culture, huh? When danger arises women first thru the door right?" - BO bursted laughing and looked for a bottle of something to drink, preferably with alcohol in it, even better if it was Scotch as DorianGray has asked for it. 

He looked at Secra, at the mess around, at Vezux behind her back: "Sweet lady, what is this place exactly? Why every bottle I see is only half full and food half eaten, people half dressed?" - BO was curious, as well as his Royal Seal senses were tingling with its own curiosity of sorts.