"Aha, found one." Mayura kicked open a particular door where a couple was eagerly participating in some nude and lewd act. The man roared angrily at her and the chick screamed. She glared at them and pulled her blade out again, holding it up purposefully.
"Get out before I teach you about guro fetishes." The couple managed to scramble out before Mayura became impatient.

She smiled and shut the door behind them, locking it so no one would come barging in like she'd just done. She even moved a large armchair in front of it.
"To stop keyholders," she explained to Katsu. She moved over to the single bed that was there and pulled her machines off, setting them neatly in the corner. She pulled her ponytail out of her long, blonde hair and then tied it again, only this time it was low instead of high. Then she fell back on the mattress and sighed, pulling her straw back into her mouth.

Katsu followed Mayura rather blindly, letting out a little snicker as the couple evacuated the room quickly. He sort of felt like sticking his tongue out at them for no real reason, but restrained himself as she shut the door. Plopping down on the opposite side of the bed from her, he did similar to her and tried to get his machines off. After a few seconds of frustration, he gave up on the laces and just pulled them off without untying them.

Leaning back on the bed, he tried to straighten himself out so that there was plenty of room for Mayura. It was a little hard since the bed was a bit small, but he got her some room. Staring up at the ceiling tiredly, he yawned, though he didn't want to go to sleep yet. Key word being 'want'...

Mayura exhaled a long sigh once again and then turned towards Katsu, the straw dropping from her mouth.
"Tight fit, but it'll do, right?" She smiled at him, her yellow eyes glowing with drugs. "You tired? I am...I think I'll..." she yawned, "conk out any minute."

Katsu turned his head to her, letting it lull lazily onto his shoulder. "Yeah, it works..." He said in a rather detached voice, giving a slight nod. "Me too..." He agreed, yawning a bit too and letting his straw slide out of his mouth and onto the sheets. Not bothering to pick it up, he stared up at the ceiling, trying to focus on not sleeping. That wasn't going to work too long though...

"They'll wonder where we've gone," Mayura muttered quietly, referring to the other riders that the two of them lived with. Not that it mattered. If people didn't show up after three days or so, you could safely assume that they were dead somewhere.

There was a brief silence and then Mayura spoke again.
"Was that your first kiss, Katsu?"

In response to her statement, Katsu simply grunted. He didn't really care what the other kids thought. If he wanted to leave, then he'd leave. If they thought he was dead, they'd deal with it. It wasn't like he had parents or siblings to think of...

The question sort of took him by surprise. It really shouldn't have considering the circumstances, but he was high and drunk after all...

"Was it my first kiss....?" Katsu repeated the question, his face flushing a little as he frowned slightly. "Well, I guess not really... About a year ago I was at a party, and there was this girl- or woman really -and we were drunk and stupid, and there was a bed and... well, you get the picture. Though I don't know if that really counts... I was drunk and desperate for some candy was all. I hardly actually kissed her anyway. More like sucked on her face. And the rest of her body. It wasn't genuine though like..." Like the one he had just given her. He didn't want to say it aloud though for some reason. Maybe he was just afraid that she didn't like him that much. The fact that she was comfortable with sleeping in the same bed with him should have smashed that a bit, really...

"What about you? Ever kissed a boy before me?" He grinned a little, crossing his legs and putting his hands behind his head. This grin wasn't purely alcohol influenced though. It was a bit more natural.

"She wasn't human, was she? That's gross, if she was. But whatever." Mayura shifted once, pulling her straw into her shirt so it wouldn't be flailing around when she finally decided to sleep.

"My brother, but I don't think that counts either," she said in response to his question. "So I guess, you're my real first then...but it's okay, I don't mind it." She smiled. A bandaged hand reached out and rested against Katsu's chest. "Am I prettier than that woman you fucked?"

"Psh, I don't even remember now..." Katsu laughed, rubbing his face with his palm. "I was too drunk and I've slept since then. A few times since then..." Shrugging, he blinked tiredly.

"I may have been drunk, but I know one thing; damn right you're prettier. She was like a piece of s**t with breasts. I just hadn't had any real candy in like a month..." He snorted at himself again, shaking his head. He made dumb decisions even when he was sober, but when he'd just had a good shot of something it made him really ridiculously ignorant sometimes. That story only proved it.

"What about sex? You still a virgin?" He asked, finding no shame or awkwardness in the question as some people did. It was just how it was in these times...

"You're addicted, man," Mayura chuckled. But her statement didn't accuse. They were all addicted, after all. The only difference was their methods of attainment. Personally, Mayura slit throats to get her fix. And Katsu had his own methods. There were thieves and gamblers, liar, decievers and seducers.

"Yeah, I am," she said, a yawn escaping between her words. "Haven't had the time or care to do it. Too busy racing or killing or whatever. 'S how it is."

"Oh, and you aren't?" Katsu chuckled, poking her cheek in a fond and playful way. Nobody wasn't addicted nowadays. If you weren't then you were either a freak, or human. Well, maybe those were about the same thing to him...

"Huh... I understand that..." He said softly, staring down at his hands tiredly. Sometimes he wished he hadn't done that back then. Even if he knew some people who would poke fun at him for it...

Even if he didn't believe in premarital sex that wouldn't really be an issue in this world; nobody ever lived long enough to even get married. Most didn't even live long enough to have true love...

But why on earth was he thinking about that? Where had it come from... Other than the kiss of course. But then where did that come from...?

Mayura moved a bit, snuggling up against Katsu's chest and pressing her body to him. "I've heard that it hurts and then I've heard that it's amazing. So I've come to the conclusion that sex is for masochists." She laughed quietly.

"Huh." Katsu laughed, though the humor didn't show on his face. "I suppose you could say that... I've only done it once and I was so drunk I was numb so I've got nothing to add there." He shook his head with a little smile. Hopefully he wouldn't be doing it again. But with how much he loved and had to have his candy and alcohol he didn't really know what sort of extremes he might go to in the future...

"Maybe..." Mayura yawned. "Maybe one...day..." Her eyes had closed and her voice faded to a soft murmur. "...be...gether..."

She nodded off, breathing settling into a consistent rhythm. Her exhales were scented of that powerful drug that drove halves and the like all crazy with addiction. Pure and strong...warm with the burn of her tongue.

Katsu frowned, not exactly catching what she said, but let out a sigh. Whatever it was, he'd probably find out later unless it was completely unimportant. Or if he didn't even remember she said it which was certainly a possibility...

Licking his lips with a slight smile, he drifted followed Mayura's example, drifting off to sleep himself. This was a comfortable place to sleep in; the distant burn of alcohol and fire candy in the back of his throat, a soft bed under his back, a nice warm body to make up for the lack of blanket. He liked it.

The next morning came slowly like cancer spreading in a body. Mayura opened her eyes like she always did, snapping them open as soon as some from of light hit them. Her arms were uncomfortably pressed against her chest as he body was pushed against Katsu's. She blinked a few times and rubbed at the corners of her eyes.

She pulled her candy out of her shirt and started sucking on the straw so she could mask the rot of her morning mouth with the sweet spice of drugs. She nudged Katsu on the shoulder.
"Wake up, boy."

Katsu cracked his eyes open slightly when something nudged his ribs. He was a little confused at first as to where he was. Sitting up slowly, he looked around, his eyes finally resting on Maura last. Now he remembered...

Smiling a little at her, he yawned, not really caring if he blasted her with dragon-breath. Falling back onto the lumpy pillow, he sighed, putting his hands behind his head again. "What do we do now...?"

"We could go home," Mayura suggested. "Or we could stay here. Or we could go somewhere else. Or go to school, for a change. Sometimes it's good to go there, not that we actually do anything. Or we could crash somewhere else. I'm still kinda sleepy and a change of scenery is good for the eyes."

She yawned before sucking down more drugs. The streaming sunlight coupling with the sweet liquid to fire her blood.

Katsu nodded slowly. "All of that sounds good to me..." He said with a shrug. Some more sleep he could take, going home he could take, anything was fine with him. As long as it didn't involve sitting around being bored again. Preferably not being bored with Mayura. He wasn't sure it was even possible to be bored with her...

"Mmh." Mayura sat up and walked a few paces, opening a side door that led to a small bathroom. She inspected her face in the mirror. The road rape that her flesh had sustained was now gone leaving only soft flesh in its wake. She smiled and pulled her shirt off, turning the sink's tap on and drenching the rather small piece of clothing.

She wrung it out again and then pulled un back on once more before taking her hair out of its low ponytail. She tied it back up, on the top of her head now and looped it a couple times so two large rings of hair curved down to her neck.

Mayura exited the little bathroom, her soaked wet shirt dripping onto her dark flesh. "There's a shower in there, if you want it," she told Katsu, cracking her spine with a jyration of her shoulders.

Wulf watched Mayura as she got up, just laying in bed a little longer until she was done. Nodding, he rolled out of the bed, heading for the bathroom; a shower would be nice...

"Okay. Just give me two minutes." He said, shuffling in and not bothering to shut the door all the way. Turning on the water, he stripped down and showered quickly. Once he was done, he came out and shook the water from his hair all over the place.

"That's better..."

{{~*Heh choppy, crappy post because shower-scenes are awkward. xP*~}}

((Nah, that's okay))

Mayura was sitting on the bed again, staring out the window with her drug phial nearly empty, tipped upside down to extract every burning drop she could manage. "Here, come here," she said, beckoning him over to the bed. She was pulling the case off of the pillow.

Katsu blinked at her, but shrugged and came over. Plopping down on the bed beside her he watched, curious as he grabbed his straw where he found it on the bed still. Good thing it hadn't spilled...

Mayura turned the pillow case inside out and used it to dry off Katsu's hair.
"I suggest we don't stick around too long. Those human bozos will come back when the sun goes down again. We could probably stick around for a few hours if you wanted to, though."

Katsu smiled a little, enjoying the feel of her slim fingers on his head. "Yeah, sounds.. good." He agreed, and would have nodded his head, but he didn't want to disrupt the drying. "Whatever you want." He said with a little shrug. "I'm good with anything...

"Great." She smiled and pulled the pillow case away once again, tossing it off to one side. "You're way laid back when you're not out for blood," she commented, giggling a bit.