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"[Name] you've gained weight." One of your fellow cadets pointed out as you stretched your body. "Have you been slacking off again?"

"No," You shot them a nasty glare, causing them to run away, and placed a hand on your stomach. "I haven't gained weight, have I?"

The rest of the day you kept to yourself aside from combat training. Lunch rolled around and you looked at your tray with a small smile, you were starving and were about to dig in when the cadet's voice filled your head.

Maybe you had put on some weight...maybe they were right. You decide that you'll only eat part of lunch, not enough to cause alarm but enough to fill your belly enough till dinner.

You took your time eating, making sure there was still part of it left, and glanced up to see Sasha begging people for their leftovers.

"Sasha, you can have the rest of my lunch...I'm full." You flashed her a small smile and felt your heart flutter as her eyes lit up. "Sides you seem extra hungry since you had to run extra laps."

"Thank you!" She hugged you from behind, squealing with delight, and picked the food off your tray. "You're the best!"

"Anytime Sasha, we have to look out for each other." You smiled more, cheeks heating up, and got up from the table. "I'm gonna go train since I'm done."

"Are you sure?" Armin asked looking up from his meal. "You should enjoy the small break that we have."

"Yeah I'm sure Armin, I need to work on some stuff anyways." You flashed a reassuring smile and shove your hands into your pockets. "See you guys later."

You left the mess hall with a weak smile, your stomach wasn't quite satisfied with your little stunt, and went straight to the training ground.

For the next hour you worked on your balance, it needed some serious work, and by the time you were satisfied the others had joined you as well. Most of them seemed surprised that you were training as they got there, the rest seemed curious as to why you were there so early.

The rest of the day you praticed combat with Mikasa, she gave you a serious ass beating for the fist half but you put up a good fight the second half, and even managed to land a few punches and kicks on her. You were proud of yourself, Mikasa was a tough cookie and you managed to put up a decent fight.

By the time you were both done, you were bruised and sweaty, and it was time for dinner. Once again you were starving and made your way to the mess hall.

Just like before you were going to dig in but the voice from earlier rang in your mind, so instead you slowly eat as much as you did at lunch, and looked around for the food loving girl.

"Sasha, want my left overs?" You asked standing up with your tray and flashed her a smile. "I'm feeling tired and I'm already full, so you have it."

"You're an angel!" Sasha cheered as took your tray, giving you a one armed hug, and happily sat down with Connie. "Thank you, [Name]!"

"Mhm, anytime." You gave a small wave before heading to the showers, you just wanted to wash away the day and go to sleep, and smiled to yourself. "She looked so cute when smiled."

"To bad she wouldn't like a fatty like you." A cold voice rang in your head and scoffed. "She's way out of your league."

"That's true..." You sighed softly as you stripped out of your uniform and let small hum out as the hot water ran down your body. "She...she'd never like me of all people."

Normally you had great self-esteem, liked yourself, and didn't see anything wrong with yourself.

But the more you thought about that random cadet's words the more you began to doubt yourself, maybe you were a bit fat, and it wouldn't kill you to eat a little less either.

So that's what you did everyday for over three months, each day you a a little bit less until you only ate one-fourth of each of your meals, and exercised like crazy.

Over that time period you lost a lot of weight, enough that your uniform was loose on you but you never bothered getting a smaller one, and you had to tighten your 3dgear straps more every week.

People around you began to notice you weight loss, some just thought it was from how harsh training was, and yet they said nothing to you. It hurt that no one even seemed to notice you were getting thinner and thinner each day.

But it was worth it to see Sasha smile brightly at you and hug you tightly and just make you feel like a million bucks. Sasha was someone you had had a crush on since you began your training to become apart of the Survey Corps. She just had this air about her that just made you wanna smile.

The cons with giving her most of your food and exercising more was you body ached all over, you always felt cold, you got dizzy spells, and you felt like crap. But you kept telling yourself it was for the best, you needed to drop a few more pounds.

Today you were running laps with the others, simple enough since you ran some before breakfast, and were doing fairly well until your head started pounding.

You stepped over to the side and clutched your head, you were so hungry at this point, before drinking from your water pouch and swallowing every last drop. It filled your stomach, or at least gave the illusion that it felt full, and noticed Sasha jogging over to you with a worried expression.

"[Name], you ok? You seem a bit out of it." She placed a hand on your arm and examined your face. "You don't look so good, I can see your cheek bones...your face looks super thin...maybe I should take you to see Hange."

"I'm fine Sasha, I just have a small cold...it'll go away in a day or so." You flashed her a convincing smile and stood up straight, inwardly crying as your body screamed in pain. "We better get back to training."

Before she could protest you went back to running, ignoring your pain and just kept it up, and eventually ended up at the end of the group.

You cursed under your breath, hating that you were going so slow before to pushed yourself more, and then your legs buckled under you and you hit the ground.

Every part of you hurt, you felt like you were on fire, and you just wanted to cry. Your head was killing you too and you found bits of white blinding your vision.

"What's happening to me?" You murmured out as you started to drift unconscious, you had lost the feeling in your body, and blinked at the faint sound of running. "Am I dying?"

Your world went from being whited out to fading to black and when you came to you found yourself in the infirmary. With a grunt you sat up slowly and noticed that Sasha and Connie were asleep at the foot of the bed.

"What happened?" Your voice was horse making you wince. "Wh...y am...I here?"

"Looks like your awake!" Hange smiled softly at you, holding a clipboard, and nudged Sasha and Connie, both jolting awake. "We were worried about you."

"[Name]!" Sasha cried as she rushed to your side, making you blush, and hugged you tightly. "I thought you were gonna die!"

"It's ok...I just fainted...just pushed myself." You hug her and pet her hair to calm her down. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"I'm gonna tell the others that you're awake." Connie said as he stretched before heading out. "I'll be back."

"[Name] do you know why you fainted?" Hange asked taking a seat on the other side of the bed. "You were and still are extremely underweight."

"Really?" You looked at Hange as Sasha held you tightly before letting go. "I didn't think I was."

"To be honest Shortie noticed how sickly you were beginning to look about a week or so ago..." Hange sighed softly and put a serious face on. "Even with the rations we have you eat there is no reason for you to be this under weight."

"I just have been giving my food to Sasha...I haven't been hungry..." You looked at your lap and tensed as Hange stood up. "It's not that bad."

"You could have died with how under weight you are." Hange snapped at you before pinching the bridge of their nose. "Look I don't know what caused you to stop eating but until you're at a healthy weight again you're on discharge and will not be allowed to train or fight, Shorte and Erwin's orders."

"Because I was fat!" You yelled and felt tears blur your vision and sniffled. "Because I was fat and wanted to loose the weight."

"There are healthier ways of doing so." Hange frowned at you and shook their head. "Sasha, talk to them...they seem to listen to you."

Sasha looked at Hange as they left and shut the door behind them before looking at you with teary eyes and frown.

It killed you to see her like that and to know you were the cause of it made it worse.

"[Name] why would you ever think you were fat?" Sasha gripped your hands and gave them a squeeze.  "You were fine the way you were."

"Because one of others, I dunno who, said it." You couldn't look at her, feeling ashamed of yourself, and started to cry. "I wanted to be thinner so I could have even a slight chance with you. Cause every time I gave you my food, you had this beautiful smile and I loved it."

"You shouldn't have listened to them, you're perfect as you were!" She protested before wiping away your tears. "What made you think you didn't have a chance with me?"

"Sasha, you're so pretty and gorgeous and wonderful..." You leaned into her touch and sobbed. "I just felt like I wasn't good enough."

"Don't say that! You're good enough in my book." She sat on the bed and hugged you again. "I want you to get better."

"It's hard though...I can't bring myself to eat more than a few bites." You cried into her shoulder and held her close. "How am I going to get better?"

"I'll help you every step of the way." Sasha whispered in your ear and started crying. "I want the old [Name] back, I want you back to normal."

"You're too good to me." You sniffled as your stomach growled loudly and blushed. "I'll try and get better."

"Because if you care about some you want them well." She kissed your temple and stroked your hair. "I'll make sure you stay better."

And Sasha stuck true to her word, it was hard at first but with her help you slowly began eating more each day. The other cadets visited you when they had the time and kept you company. You even made some new friends.

Then one day you got weighed and saw you were back to your original weight before this had all started. You had Sasha to thank as well as the others too. You knew for a fact you wouldn't have lived without their help.

Now here you were seven months later with Sasha at your side, you two had became an item, and you both were just cuddling in the grass since it was a day off for everyone.

"Thank you," You looked at her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "You're heaven sent."

"Welcome." Sasha beamed at you and returned the kiss. "You're perfect."

You roll your eyes a little and pull her close to you and closed your eyes with a yawn. She got the message and snuggled up to you with a small yawn.

The end!

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It was the typical setting; you were at the dinner table with your mom and dad, your siblings were in college so it was just you and your parents, and it was finally time to tell them.

Tell them that you're a boy, you see yourself as one, and are planing on getting the surgery done eventually.

You were in the second grade when you realized you didn't feel like you were in the right body. As you got older the more and more you tried to force the feeling away but you couldn't.

So you decided to start off small, wear more boyish clothes and play with the boys your age.

Then you invested into a chest binder, it made you feel better and more like a boy, and you started to buy clothes from the boy's section whenever you went shopping for clothes on your own.

As you grew into a young woman, only 16, you couldn't take it anymore when people referred to you as 'her' or 'she'. It hurt that people couldn't see you as the boy you were all because of some/ lack of genitals.

The first two people you told were Haru and Makoto, you three had been going to the same school since elementary. They accepted you and used male pronouns when they talked to or about you. Eventually you told Nagisa, he just hugged you and told you he was there for you if you needed anything.

The trio of guys had said if you needed anything then just give them a call and they'd help you in anyway they could. Makoto's parents knew too, so they were accepting of you and treated you like you were family, and so did his siblings.

You spent years looking into sex changes, what it would cost, how effective were the surgeries and hormone therapy, and anything else you needed to know about it.

You wanted to be a boy on the outside so it matched on the inside. So today was the day you were telling your parents, afterwards you would start the slow process of testosterone shots that would make you look more masculine. You saved up most of your money for the last eight years to make this happen.

There was a thing most people didn't know about your parents; they were very old fashioned, hated anything out of the norm, and were very conservative. Everything you weren't and you knew it was going to be a problem, but you hoped that you were wrong.

"Mom...dad...I have something I need to tell you." You said setting your bowl down and took a deep breath. "It'll be hard for you accept what about to say but I want...no I need you to listen to what I have to say."

"[Name], what's wrong? You're our little girl, you can tell us anything." Your mother gave you a worried look. "We love you no matter what."

"I'm getting a sex change." You couldn't bring yourself to look at either of them. "I'm a boy trapped inside a girl's body and I wanna be how I'm meant to be; a boy."

There was a long silence as your mother looked at your father, who looked enraged by your statement, and then back to you.

"What did you say young lady?" Your dad said in a low voice and slammed his hands on the table. "No daughter of mine is getting a sex change!"

"That's not for you to decide!" You stood up from your seat and glared at him. "It's who I am, whether you like it or not!"

"Your father's right, honey." Your mom gave you a weak smile. "You're just confused, that's all."

"No, mom, I'm not!" You yelled, angry that they didn't understand, and clinched your fists tightly. "I am a boy, a man, a male!"

"You are a girl! " Your dad yelled back, walked around the table, and was face to face with you. "Go to your room and think about what you have said."

"No I'm not!" You yelled back, you had had enough of this, and turned on your heel. "I'm not arguing with you anymore."

"As long as you're living under my roof you live under my rules." Your father yelled as you walked to your room. "Do you hear me young lady?"

"Then I'll leave." You yelled from your room and grabbed the duffulebag and small suitcase you had packed for this reason. "I'll be gone in five minutes!"

Your father stormed up the stairs as you looked at your room one last time, it didn't have much in it since most of it was at friends' houses, and looked at your farther with frown. 

"I can handle myself, I have money and a job." You brushed passed him to see your mother in tears. "Call me whenever you want to talk to your son."

You didn't bother listening to your mother's pleas to come back, you just kept walking and walking until you were at a bus stop.

That's when you took a moment to let it all sink in; you're parents rejected how you were and now you had nowhere to go. You couldn't call Haru, he was probably asleep by now or in his bathtub. Nagisa lived on the other side of town plus he had three older sisters so there wouldn't be much room for you. All that left was the Tachibana family, they loved you for who you were, and always made sure you were alright.

"Fuck my life...it's already late and I don't wanna wake them up." You groaned into your hands and heard your phone go off, reaching into your pocket you saw it was your father. "I'm not going back..."

You slowly press the call button and put your dad on speakerphone, to avoid him yelling in your ear, and waited for the shit storm to begin.

"Young lady, you come home right now!" Your father yelled as you look at the phone with a bored expression. "I will not stand for this! You can't survive on your own, you don't have the money!"

"Look dad this is who I am, it's not just some phase or whatever." You replied with a bit of bite to it. "Actually I do, I've been saving up for the last eight years and I have a job so I can afford a place to live and I know how to care for myself."

"If you do this you'll be disowned by this family. We won't help you or talk to you." Your father warned as his tone grew harsh. "You'll be on your own, you won't have anyone."

"Then I'll be better off, if you were a real family you'd love me for who I am and not threaten me." You felt tears sting your vision as you spoke. "I do have people, they love me for who I am, and they're more of a family than you'll ever be!"

You hung up on the call, not wanting to hear anymore, and sniffled a couple times. Scrolling through your contacts and stop on Makoto's number before sighing, he was your best friend and you were grateful for him.

The loud clap of thunder snapped you out of your daze as rain began pouring down, you were grateful that this bus stop had a roof on it to keep you dry.

"I could call a cab...but that's expensive on this part of town, especially so late at night." You looked back at your phone with a weak smile and clicked on Makoto's name. Texting him about the situation and how you were fine. "I can at least text him...tell him what happened."

You sighed softly as you looked at the screen before putting your phone back in your pocket. He was gonna worry like crazy but you just had to let him know what was going on. After all he was one of your best friends and you could always trust him no matter what.

With a small yawn you closed your eyes, it had been an emotional day for you and you were exhausted from it, while listening to the rain and smiled. You liked the sound of the rain, it was soothing and could lull you to sleep, and loved the smell it left behind.

You must have spaced out since the next thing you knew someone was hugging you tightly, they were soaked to the bone, and it made you jump.

It didn't take long to realize it was Makoto hugging you, his hugs were special, and soon you hugged back with a smile.

"You had me worried sick." He whispered into your hair and sighed softly. "Why didn't you call so I could have picked you up?"

"I didn't want to bother you..." You admitted to him and inhaled his scent before yawning. "Let's go back to your place, you're soaking wet and will catch a cold."

"[Name], you will never be a bother to me." Makoto slowly let you go before grabbing your hand and holding your duffle bag in the other.. "You'll stay with me, right?"

"Glad to know." You gave his hand a gentle squeeze before standing up and holding your suitcase in your free hand. "Always."

_-Time skip to a year later-_

It had been a year since you moved in with the Tachibana family and you started the process of becoming a man.

Now here you were, no longer the same [Name] you were before but the [Name] you had always wanted to be.

Makoto had been with you every step of the way, giving you words of encouragement, and made you feel loved.

Both of you had moved out of house after you had graduated from high school and were living in a comfy apartment.

You hadn't talked with your parents since the night you left but they never made an effort to talk to you either. But you kept in touch with your siblings, they were beyond supportive of your decision.

Now here you were standing in front of the bathroom mirror with messy bed hair and a stupid grin on your lips.

Your features more defined now and it was hard to believe that you had been a female before all this. But you were happy, happier than you had ever been as long as you could remember, and you loved every moment of it.

You ran a hand over the faint five o'clock shadow you were sporting and chuckled, you'd have to shave it later, before washing your face clean.

With a yawn you made your way back to the bedroom you shared with Makoto and crawled back into bed, today neither of you had work to do so it was a sleep in kind of day.

Makoto wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close, at that point you both were spooning, and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck with a yawn.

Did you forget to mention that you and Makoto were together?

Yup you've been dating for about ten months now, Makoto explained it didn't matter what gender you were since he loved you for you and not for what was in your pants. It made you feel all fuzzy to hear that from him.

With closed your eyes as you snuggled up more to the sleepy male and move so you were facing him.

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Being blind sucked ass in your opinion, but what could you do?

Sure you weren't blind like most people who were blind, your eyes could see in a strange manner.

Your eyes could show you who could be trusted, good people were blue and bad people were red. Though for a time you didn't know what 'red' and 'blue' were, they were just words to you.

You didn't take it for granted either, most of the time you used it to get a layout of new places, sometimes you would use it when you were frightened of a random person following you.

A man, Mario was his name, had taught you how to use your eyes. He had found you as a small child, took you in when he had learned that you could see differently than others, and ever since then you called him papa. 

Mario taught you lots of important skills to survive in the world. All he asked in return was on occasions you run errands around the villa, and you did it without fail, because without Mario's help you would most likely be dead.

Over the years you had became an assassin, it was second nature to you with the help of your papa, you wore the brotherhood's symbol with the utmost pride.

So overall you didn't have much to complain about. You had a comfortable place to stay at, a loving father, and a simple and uneventful life.

Today you felt like something was going to happen, something that would change your life, and you were excited about it. It would be nice to shake things up, maybe you would meet someone new.

So with a smile you got out of bed and got ready for the day. Again being blind you didn't worry about your appearance, just made yourself look decent, to the best of your abilities, and left it at that.

~*~ Timeskip to a little bit later~*~

Papa was off doing something, you never bothered to ask about where he went off to, and you were just enjoying the day.

You just smiled brightly as you walked the streets of villa, it was a beautiful day outside, and you took a moment to go visit the horses in the stables outside of the villa.

Since you've been living in the villa for a good part of your life you knew where everything was. 

You knew the streets like the back of your hand, most people wouldn't believe that you were blind with how well you knew your way around.

Today you felt like training, you've needed to work on your close combat, and went to the training ring. 

You stretched out your muscles, activating 'eagle vision' as papa called it, and unsheathed your dagger.

There was a practice dummy in the center of the ring, you were a figuring out what was the best method for attack, and out of the corner of your eye you noticed a teen, he looked about your age maybe a year younger, watching you.

You took a moment to get a good look at the practice dummy, and threw the dagger into the dummy's chest. Smiling when you heard the blade slice through the fabric.

"You gonna just stare at me or do you need something?" You ask as you rip the dagger out and glanced over your shoulder. "I don't have all day, pretty boy."

 "Well aren't you feisty," He chuckled before climbing into the ring. "Who might you be?"

"Ciao to you as well." Your voice laced with sarcasm as you stabbed the dummy in the gut, twisting the blade, and ripping it out. "If you want my name then give me yours."

"Ezio Auditore da Firenze," He smiled widely as you rolled your eyes at him. "So who are you?"

"Oh I know you, papa has talked about you. You're his nephew, right?" You sheathed your dagger and crossed your arms. "I'm [Name], I guess it's nice to meet you."

"Ezio, there you are!" Mario called out as he made his way over to you both. "I see you have met with my little bambino."

"Papa stop it," You laughed a little and shrugged. "I'm not a baby anymore."

"No matter how much you grow, you'll always be my little bambino." Mario ruffled your hair and smiled before glancing at Ezio. "I'm glad you've met [Name], it makes things easier."

"I thought you said they were blind." Ezio looked at you with confusion. "You don't look blind."

"I'm right here you know." You glared at the boy before sighing. "Papa you can explain it to this idiota, I'm gonna go on a walk."

"Who are you calling idiota?" Ezio blushed red as he grabbed your shoulder. "I don't know what your problem is."

"You shouldn't have done that." Mario ran a hand down his face and sighed deeply. "I'll be inside if either of you need me."

"Don't touch me!" You yelled before grabbing Ezio by his wrist, catching him off guard, and flipping him over so he was on his back. "I don't like being touched by people I don't know."

~*~A year later~*~

And that's how your odd friendship with Ezio began. At first you hated the novice, but as time went on your opinion of him slowly changed, and before you knew it Ezio was your very best friend. 

Ezio learned to never doubt your eyes and you learned to never doubt his voice.

Now here you both were, sitting on the rooftop of your papa's home, and enjoying each other's company.

"It's nice out." You yawned loudly and leaned against Ezio. "We should take the day off, been ages since we've had a day off."

"Si, but still..." Ezio trailed off and shook his head. "We haven't been able to make much progress."

"It's been one year since you started your life as an assassino," You signed deeply and wrapped an arm around his waist. "This stuff takes time, but trust me, in the long run it's gonna be fine. So let's just enjoy the day."

Ezio was going protest against the idea but then you gave him this smile that made his heart skip a beat. You always knew how to get him to cave in and do what you wanted without even realizing it.

"Ezio, let me see your face." You turned to face him and smiled widely at the assassin. "I wanna feel your face so I can remember it better."

"Fine," Ezio felt his face heat up and leaned over for you to touch. "You've touched my face hundreds of times."

"Yeah, but I've never really got a clear picture of your face, even with eagle vision I only get a vague idea of what you look like." You gave a shrug as you run your fingers over his face. "Well aren't you a cutie? You're starting to look more like a man than you did a year ago."

Ezio blushed again as you kept running your fingers over his face, only to stop on the scar on his lips. You took your time running a single finger on the scar, memorizing every single detail it had to offer, and noting the rest of his lips were soft.

Other little details you noticed was that he was starting to grow a beard, it was scratched lightly against your fingertips and made you laugh at the sensation.

Slowly you carded your fingers through his bangs, it was softer than you had imagined, and let another laugh out.

All while you were soaking up details of his face, Ezio was grateful that you couldn't see how red his face had gotten.

Ezio watched the way your face lit up as you kept running your fingers over his face, how you would murmur words as you went, and how you would laugh at little details.

"You're a cutie, I don't need eyesight to know that." You beamed at your friend and let your hands rest on your lap. "What do I look like? Tell me if I'm cute or something."

"You're too kind," Ezio chuckled before blushing a little bit and took your face in his hands. "Well let's see, just as I thought."

"What? Am I ugly or something?" You knitted your brows in confusion and let a sigh out. "Tell me if I'm not cute."

"You're gorgeous," Ezio smiled softly as you start to laugh, running his thumbs across your cheeks. "I'm afraid there is no cure for it."

"You're such a dork." You snorted loudly and leaned over enough to give him a quick kiss. "But I like that about you."

"Well that's good to know." Ezio rested his forehead against yours smiled and returned the kiss. "What do you want to do today?"

"This is fine with me." You smiled widely and let a small hum out. "I like having moments like this one; simple and pleasant."

"So you want to stay like this all day?" The charismatic male asked as he closed his eyes. "Nothing else?"

"I'm content, Ezio as long as you're by my side..." You rubbed your nose against his and laughed heartily. "Then I'll be your eyes even in the darkest of places."

"Grazie, you are too kind." Ezio played with your hair and smiled fondly at you. "Then I'll be your voice even in the quietest of places."

You just snorted at that and hugged him tightly. That was how you both shared your day off, cuddling and tenderness as you laid on the roof without a care in the world.

Soon night came around, you asked him what the night sky was, and listened as Ezio explained what it all looked like. You nodded slowly, imagining the beauty of it, and smiled softly as you nuzzled your face into his chest.

Even if your guy's feelings each other were or weren't romantic, you both still loved the other very dearly and wanted to keep them safe for as long as possible.

The end!

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With everything that has happened in New York most people would have moved away. 

The thing was there had been a slight undead/zombie outbreak, wasn't bad enough for evacuation of the city, but you weren't exactly what people would call "normal". 

Plus the zombies hadn't been too hostile towards people, they kept to themselves for the most part, and some mingled with humans. So it wasn't that bad, but that was just your opinion of the situation.

Being born with ADD your mind was always racing and trying to process the information it was given. 

The faintest sound would cause your eyes to dart around the room, you had trouble keeping your thoughts in order, and it was rather difficult for you to keep still for long periods of time.

You had problems with remembering things: names, your own phone number, other people's phone numbers, appointments, and eating.

Sometimes you would go the whole day without eating, not because you were starving yourself on purpose,  your mind would always wander around and just forget about it completely. Though you were getting better about remembering to eat.

You were an oddball, always had been, and you lived an odd lifestyle; if you weren't obsessing over the weird/strange then you worked part-time at a shady/odd little shop across the street from your apartment complex. 

It was a good job, has enough for your bills and a little bit left over for yourself, and you were happy with your life plus your boss was understanding with your little attention problems. 

They had ADD themselves so they could relate, if you remember correctly they went by the nickname Lavender, and they went by genderless pronouns even though they were born female. 

Lavender was a nice person, always checked on their employees, and even brought baked goods for everyone. Kinda acted like an older sibling to everyone and always willing to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on.

You usually slept through the day since you worked the evening/night shift, so that meant that you had to take the trash out at like 3 in the morning, and you were more of a night owl. 

Like right now, you were taking out the trash and you noticed something rustling in the dumpster.

To be honest you weren't surprised, people tended to just toss random shit, and you really hoped that you didn't have to call the cops or something like last time.

Long story short you found a stray cat, it was still alive thank goodness, stuck in the dumpster and took it to Lavender since they were just across the street. They took the stray off your hands, eventually giving the cat to their mother, and all was well.

"Please don't let it be something bad," You murmured under your breath as you walked closer to the dumpster and saw a guy in a blue hoodie tangled up with random cords. "Uh...hi there, you need any help?"

The hooded male jumped at the sound of your voice and hissed at you with his sharp teeth bared. If you were normal you might have been scared but you weren't even phased by his behavior. 

"You're a Hunter," You tossed your trash in the dumpster next to you. "By the looks of it...I'd say that you were changed a few days ago."

The hunter just stared at you, while you just began to untie the poor thing, looking at you with curiosity. His messy, unwashed, ashen-blond hair covered his eyes, he just tilted his head to the side in a cute manner.

"You're free now," You pulled the hunter out of the dumpster and smiled. "Go on, go do whatever you do."

Instead of leaving the hunter just looks at you before nuzzling his face into your stomach and starts to let a low humming sound out. It almost sounds like purring to you, kinda adorable in your opinion.

"Good boy," You petted his head, smiling softly, and pulled him off of you. "I have to go back inside."

He let a small whimper out as you take a step back and then started to howl. If he didn't keep quiet then the cops would be called.

You didn't need to deal with the cops, having enough on your plate, and sighed deeply before making a decision that would probably end badly.

"Shh if you be quiet and behave then you can come inside with me." You ran a hand through your hair and let an aggravated sigh out. "I guess it wouldn't be so bad for you to come home."

You were sure that if he had a tail that it would be wagging. With a little smile you grabbed his hand to lead him into the apartment complex. You both went into the elevator, thankfully it was just the two of you, and soon you found yourself back in your apartment.

"You can stay here but I have some rules." You looked down at him and quickly shifted your weight. "No eating people who live in the complex."

"Aww that's not fair," The hunter whined as he laid on your couch. "But if that's what you want."

"Hold on you've been able to talk this whole time?" You asked as he blinked slowly and let a small yawn out. "What the actual fuck? I thought you were mute or something."

"You never asked," He shrugged before following you to your room. "Is this were you sleep?"

"Fair enough and yes this is my bedroom." You didn't know what to do with the new information given by the hunter. "Do you have a name I can call you?"

"You can call me whatever." He let a little yawn out before laying on your bed. "You're practically my parent, since you were the first person I saw."

"You're pretty smart for something that's supposed to be dead." You flopped on your bed and yawned loudly. "How do you feel about Spartacus?"

"I'll take that as a compliment." The hunter nuzzled his face into your chest and let an almost purring sound out. "Meh...a little pompous in my opinion."

"As you should," You pushed down his hood and played with his hair, even if it needed a good washing. "Then how about Apollo?"

"I like that name," The newly named hunter yawned. "I'll shut the lights off."

You just shrugged as you kicked off your shoes and got under the covers, Apollo crawled into bed next to you after flipping the light switch off, and soon the two of you were fast asleep.

*Skip to about a week later*

Things were going great with Apollo, after the first night you got him all cleaned up and even gave him a new hoodie, and you were happy to have someone to come home to. 

Apollo would usually follow you whenever you went, it was cute, or stay at home. He'd keep himself busy with watching videos, playing video games, or whatever could keep his attention.

Today was your day off, so you opted to stay in bed all day, and enjoying it a lot. That was until you heard Apollo growling, he didn't normally do that, and quickly went to see what the problem was.

To your surprise there was a man sitting on your couch, looking at Apollo with an aggravated expression, and frown slightly.

His had striking blue eyes that had sickly gray tinting, actually all of his skin had a sickly gray tint, around them. Short, messy, black hair. He wore a button-up white shirt kept partially buttoned, a plain gray hoodie, a black leather jacket, plain blue jeans, and black shoes.

He was kinda cute, but the asshole had broken into your home so that didn't matter now.

"You really shouldn't keep muts," The intruder remarked, Apollo was protective got between you and the stranger, and glanced at you. "But that's just my opinion."

You just look at the two males before your ADD decided to flare up, something out of the corner of your eye makes you look away, and wander over to your bookshelf.

It was your slinky!

Your eyes lit up as you began setting books and other things the slinky could go down. Completely forgetting about the stranger as you watched the slinky do it's magic, becoming giddy and smiling widely, before setting it back to the beginning.

"Normally people are a little bit more concerned about a stranger being in their home," The stranger stated in an annoyed tone as he watched Apollo help set up a new course for the slinky. "Rather than playing with a toy."

"Slinkys are boss," You replied with a little shrug before returning your full attention to the shiny slinky. "I'm [Name], that's Apollo. Who are you?"

"I'm many things: a monster, a kille-" He was cut off by you letting out a laugh as the slinky made it's way down. "I am Alex, Alex Mercer."

"Aight, well what do you want?" You didn't even glance at him as you made another course with Apollo. "We're very busy playing with the slinky."

"What part of 'monster' and 'killer' are you not getting?" Alex was slowly getting pissed off. "I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you."

"Oh, so am I, and I'm failing, and I'm sorry for that." You finally looked at the blue eyed man with a fake smile. "It's just that I'm so agitated and irritable; because this little shithead broke into my home, insulated my very dear friend, and expects me to give a shit."

Alex suppressed the urge to kill you, the nerve you had to speak to him like that, and gritted his teeth in anger. You on the other hand didn't give a single fuck as you went back to playing with the slinky. 

"So here's some advice," You stood up slowly and smiled slightly. "Go to the store, get this thing called Viagra so you can go fuck yourself."

Alex was taken back by the comment, though he didn't show it, and frowned more than before. You grabbed more stuff to build an even bigger course than the last one.

He waited as you rambled on and on and on about different things to Apollo, he had never in his entire existence meet someone so scatterbrained, and didn't know how much longer he could take it.

You literally made him lose the desire to kill you, you had ruined the mood, let alone consume you and he was done. 

What even?

What sort of drugs were you on?

He had never seen someone so easily sidetracked/distracted by every single thing.

With a growl he got up, making Apollo flinch, and slammed the door behind as he left.

You just smile as you rambled on, victory for you and Apollo.

The end!