*raises hand* OOOO PICK ME PICK ME

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Tehee alright fawn >o< /) Pick a character sweety! Also seme or uke? and who to start?

Yay! :D Hmm, I'll use... #JaxD , who is uke, aaaand could you start pwease? :3

Aww my goodness he looks so cute! <3

Shiro sits alone in a coffee shop in the city market. He studdies the area around him while sipping at his tea. Work was over for the rest of the weekend, unless someome wanted him in. So he'd often come down to the lower regions of the city to draw or write.

Thank you, he's quite immature but adorable. X3)
Jax skipped down the sidewalk, giggling to himself like he was in his own happy bubble. He waved to everyone he passed and most just looked at him funny. He was outside the shop when someone finally got fed up with him and tripped him. "Owie..." he whimpered, rubbing his now skinned and bleeding knees.

Aww))

Shiro caught sight of the young boy, just as he was heading out of the shop. He dropped the bag he carried and stood just before Jax. "Poor thing." He said, his thick, deep British accent chiming out. "Need any help, Sir?" He got down on his knees in a none threatening gesture, sitting at his level.

Jax, about 18 though he looked younger, looked up at him. His messy pink hair fell in his face and he rubbed his blue-green eyes. "N-no, I'm okay... I just fell a little."

"I saw that!" Shiro chuckled getting up. He held out his hand to the boy to help him up, "The name's Shiro!"

Jax took his hand and stood, smiling and instantly going back to his bright personality. "Nice to meet you! I'm Jax!"

"Were'd-you live Jax? You live here?" He asked politly, saluting him in a childish- giddy mannor.

"Oh, I live in an apartment a couple blocks down." he said, smiling adorably and tilting his head.

"Wou.d you lke help getting back?" he asked "Thats npt to far from where I am."

"Oh really? That's very nice of you! That would be great!"

"Excelent!" another chuckle escaped his mouth as he 'ixked his back up.

"Follow me then!" Jax said with an excited giggle and began doing a walk/skip down the street.

Shiro steadilly followed behind him. A soft friendly look on his face.

Jax hummed to himself and spotted a pigeon, gasping like it was the rarest creature ever. "Hi Mr.Pigeon!" The pigeon stared at him blankly and cooed. This made him burst into a giggling fit and the pigeon flew away. "Awww, Mr.Pigeon left..."

Shiro was wowed by his adorableness and burst into a light- Warmhearted laughter. " Oh you're just to cute!'

Jax looked at him and tilted his head with a smile. "Hehe, thank you! My appartment is right up here." he said, pointing to one of the older looking buildings.

" Oh I see" He laughed in a nervious mannor. "You lead the way!"

Jax hummed and turned toward the building. He lead him up the stairs and to one of the doors, opening it with a key. "Tada!" he said, pushing it open to reveal the quaint appartment.

Shiro remained suttle and polite- Still exstatic over the boys display of charms. " What a humble little place you have he." Shiro chirped happily,

"Heh, yeah it's small but it's just my first one. You wanna come in?" he asked, tilting his head and smiling.

" Of course- Thank you!" he smiled, stepping inside.

He followed him in and shut the door, trotting over to the counter and cleaning up some loose papers, putting them up. "Can I get you some water or something?" he asked. This was the first time he had really had real company since he moved out of his parent's house.

Shiro straightened his cloths as he sat down, " I'm alright, though thank you for the offer!" He was mpre egar to get to know him.

"Oh, alright." he nodded, grabbing himself a cookie and sitting on an arm chair adjacent from the couch.

"So tell me about yourself dear." He asked politely.

Munching on his cookie, he blinked. "Me? Oh, well, there's not much to tell about me..."

"Oh but go on!" he laughs.

Jax giggled as well. "Uh, well... I was in an orphanage until I was 6 and then I was raised by this wonderful older couple that I'm proud to call my parents." he smiled sweetly when he talked about them.

" Aww, that's adorable- Who are they?" He gestured for him to carry on.

"Their names are Mary and George Spence. Mary is the tiniest little thing you've ever seen, but she's got the biggest personality! And George is kind and quite mellow. See, they had another kid before me, but once he moved out, they wanted another child so they adopted me!"

" Aww! " He was touched, the kid must of had a kind life.

"I'm really lucky to have them. I love them very much." he smiled sweetly. "...But, I don't want to talk about myself too much! What about you?"

"About.. me?" His tounge lisped " I well... Come from a rich familly.. Ughm... Kind of a favourite if I do say so."

"Oh, a rich family! How cool!" He said, grabbing a throw pillow and hugging it tightly as he listened.

He chuckled " Well.."

"What's your family like? Are they nice?" Jax nuzzled the pillow, squishing his little cheeks slightly.

He smiled, " It depends on which side you're asking dear"

He tilted his head. "Some of them aren't nice then?"

He shook his head. " One,... My grand father. Raven Connevelle, he... use to do a few things- Still does but not to me, to my... Uncle, he ughm..... well.."

Jax stared at him with his big innocent eyes, showing he didn't fully understand but he still gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry your grandfather isn't very nice..."