"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU." The women asked again. Ophichus shook his head to get out of his trance and cleared his throat. "I'm Ophichus." He gulped.
"That's a ridiculous name! Did they bring you?" She was referring to her group. "Yes, they found me with the infected." Ophichus explained.
"So your new here?" Libra raised her eyebrows. She had to slightly look up to meet his wonderful golden eyes. "Yes I am, where am I going to stay?" He looked around.
Libra rolled her eyes. "We are completely full here, sorry." Libra didn't feel sorry at all. "Oh." Ophichus looked at the ground sadly. Libra flinched, this man made her feel bad?
"Although..." She started. Ophichus looked up, there was a small chance. "I'm the only one in my apartment, and I mean it's pretty big, so I guess you can stay there." Libra looked him in the eye .
Ophichus suddenly felt ecstatic to be able to be near this magnificent women. "Done." He said without hesitating.
Libra couldn't help but steal glances at thus outrageously handsome stranger. She had never felt these temptations therefore she didn't understand how to tame them.
Libra's apartment was at least 2 miles from the students dorms. Nobody understood how she got to training way before them.
Ophichus awed at how high her apartment was. "It's all they way up there?" He gulped. "Yea I live in a penthouse apartment." Ophichus tried hiding the faint sheen of sweat condensing on his skin.
"Well let's go it's a long way up." Libra opened the door. The air inside smelled of rich people and money. He enjoyed this smell it was way different then the smell of rotting bodies.
Libra pressed the up button on the elevator. "I'm sorry m'am but the elevator is out of order, I'm terribly sorry." The bell boy bowed in apology.
Libra closed her eyes, a habit she had when she was becoming angry. "Now I have to climb twenty flights of stairs." She grit her teeth.
Ophichus felt attracted to her even more when she was holding in her anger, for some reason she looked cute. She opened the door to the stairs in an angered grunt.
The first ten flights Libra and Ophichus didn't even break a sweat. By the fifteenth flight Libra was gasping for air, despite working out everyday she was exhausted.
Ophichus on the other hand wasn't even breathing hard, he was perfectly normal. By the eighteenth flight Libra couldn't move anymore. She sat on the steps struggling for air.
"HOW. THE. HELL. ARE. YOU. OK?" She said between gasps. "I don't know." He answered simply. "You ok to go further we only have two more flights left." He urged.
"TWO FLIGHTS?!" she yelled. It sounded like less but each flight was at least half a mile up. Ophichus felt bad for Libra. Her cheeks were rosy red.
"Need help?" Ophichus offered. "No I'm good." Libra said stubbornly. She hated getting help. She began the ascent up again. She hadn't even made it halfway before collapsing for air again.
Never had she ever taken the stairs in her entire life, she was used to the handy elevator. Ophichus was very impatient, annoyed they had to stop frequently.
"Ok you need help." Ophichus reached to grab her but his hand was slapped away. "Don't touch me I'm fine." She panted. Ophichus ignored her and grabbed her by the waist. "LET ME GO!" She hissed and clawed at his back.
"Sorry, no chance." He dealt with her struggling until she eventually gave up. "Here you are." He plopped her down in front of the door. She glared at him with her cloudy gray eyes and reached in her pocket for her keys.
She unlocked the door and was welcomed to the smell of cleaning chemicals. "What the f-." She was interrupted. "SURPRISE!" The group of kids in front of her yelled. She screamed in terror and pulled her gun.
Ophichus laughed at her reaction. "HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET IN HERE?" She ordered. "I hacked the security and Leo picked the lock." Capricorn explained.
"We cleaned up for you." Gemini said happily. Virgo was fully accustomed to the chemicals. She wore the whole outfit, latex gloves and the mask over her mouth, she almost gagged when she entered Libra's unorganized apartment.
"I can see that, now get out." Libra rubbed her temples. "What?" Leo didn't hear her. "GET OUT YOU MAGGOTS." Libra yelled so loud she had a headache after.
Everyone rushed out not wanting to face her anger anymore. "That was interesting." Ophichus looked around her grand apartment. Libra plopped on the couch sighing in relief, peace.
"So where am I sleeping?" Ophichus asked. "I have two other bedrooms you can choose." She said gently to him. "I already chose." He said. "Which one?" She asked curiously. "Yours." He smirked. She stared at him for a moment and then realized what he said.
"You pervert!" She chucked a pillow at him, a hot blush rising to her face. "I'm just kidding." He chuckled. Libra suddenly felt disappointed that he was kidding but didn't show it.
"I will take this one." He pointed to the room across from hers. "Ok great." She said. "I'm starving! I didn't get a chance to eat because I was making that cake for them." Libra sighed.
Ophichus observed her and reached a conclusion. For some reason she only acted aggressive to the kids. "I can whip something up if you want." He examined the kitchen.
"You can cook?!" This guy was getting dreamier by the second. "Yea, I kinda had to cook myself down there." He opened the cupboard and grabbed a pan.
Libra was curious and went over to watch. "What do you want for dinner?" He asked. Libra grinned she decided to trouble him. "Make me...." She gave some thought. "Lasagna." She finalized. She knew lasagna took time to perfect, he would never be able to do this, he probably never made lasagna.
"Lasagna it is." He grabbed a tray. Libra half expected him to complain but gave him points for taking on the challenge. He took marinara sauce and dumped in a pot, letting it heat, adding vegetables to deepen the flavor.
He then made pasta dough, FROM SCRATCH, and kneaded it until it was soft. He rolled the dough out and Libra couldn't help herself and stared at his flexing muscles and sighed. "You say something?" He turned his attention momentarily to Libra.
"No nothing, continue you work." She shooed him. He shredded a large pile of cheese and began constructing the lasagna. He start with a layer of pasta, sauce, and a heaping amount of cheese. He repeated the layering until the tray was filled.
Then he threw it in the oven so the cheese could melt. A few minutes later he put on oven mitts and took the lasagna out. Libra held in a laugh because he looked like a housewife. The cheese was melted, bubbling, and oozing, it looked too good to eat.
He made this under record time, about 45 minutes. "Damn boy, you can cook." Libra congratulated him. She pulled out a fork and sunk it into the gooey lasagna. "Now for the important part." She took a fork full of lasagna, the steam rose from it and the cheese followed.
She stuck it in her mouth and looked up. Ophichus was a bit nervous, this was his chance to impress her. She looked at him. "It good but..." Ophichus tensed up. Her face contorted into pain. "ITS HOOOT." She gasped air out looking like a retarded dragon.
Ophichus laughed so hard tears began coming down. "GIVE ME SOME WATER DUMBASS." She fanned her tongue, like that's going to help. Ophichus gave her ice cold water and she gulped it down.
"Oh my god." She panted. Nevertheless she took another fork full and the cycle repeated. "ITS SO GOOD BUT PAINFUL." Conflicted feelings appeared on her face.
Ophichus's stomach hurt from laughing so much. They finished their dinner with no more impressions of a retarded dragon. "Oh that was good!" Libra sighed.
Ophichus wiped his mouth he couldn't remember the last time he had a good meal like this. Libra found herself in a trance staring into his honey gold eyes. "You have nice eyes." The phrase slipped out of her mouth unintentionally.
Ophichus looked up in surprise through his unusually thick lashes. He blushed at the compliment. "Thanks." He said quietly. The rest of the night it was silent between them as hey both went to bed peacefully.