Sign of the Black Feather

"It would be cruel and unusual punishment to make someone walk that far," I said, trying to keep my thoughts of him purely G-rated.

Zane smiled brightly as ever, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink, "Espcially in these jeans." he commented, pointing to his tight silver skinny jeans.

"Ooh, yeah, those things can chafe like a mother trucker," I said, sympathizing with him.

Zane nodded in agreement. "Tell me about it."
We discussed the horrendous affects of the outdoors on our clothing until we got to my house, where Zane opened the door for me, despite the fact that I had unlocked it myself.

Such a gentleman...
I blushed a little, and muttered, "Thanks" as I led him into the living room.

Zane followed me in, curiously looking around at the same things over and over again as if he were trying to memorize what everything looks like, "Wow. It's so much cleaner here than it is with Marcello."

I stifled a laugh. "Trust me, if i had my way, this place would look lived in," I said, walking into the kitchen. "You want anything to drink?"

Zane smiled, "Do you guys keep soymilk?"

I smiled brightly. "I couldn't live without it!"
I pulled out two cartons of soy milk. "Do you want Very Vanilla or Chocolate?"

"Ohmigosh! You have chocolate!" He almost squealed. He was so silly... "I think I told you that I'm vegan, but Marcello might as well be a carnivore, so I have to forage for food."

"Ah, I know how that is. My mom is always trying to force meat down my throat." I said pouring us both a glass of chocolate soy milk.
"One week, she bought nothing but meat, and said if I didn't eat it, I would just go hungry."

"I'd eat grass out of the backyard." He snorted, "At least Marcello facilitates a little. He just complains that it costs too much for a college student to keep up with."

"Yeah, it's pretty tough to stay vegan. I couldn't do it because mom refused to buy soy cheese."

"I have some at home if you want a vegan sandwich tomorrow. I can fix you lunch." He offered.

Am I blushing? Aw, damn. Please don't let me be blushing!
"That sounds great!" I said, draining the last of the soy milk from my glass.
"Are you always this nice to people you've only known for a day, or am I just special?"
Just then Spiffy came flying around the corner going about 120 and skidded to a halt in front of Zane. The cat looked up at him and meowed expectantly, as if to say "Hey buddy, either feed me or pet me."

"Actually, I'm not usually still talking to people after a day. You are special." He smiled, slurping the milk as he looked up at me with his deep black eyes, "Really, you are an amazing person."

I was definitely blushing now. But I tried to keep my cool. "Thanks!" I said, leaning down to pick up Spiffy.

Zane smiled, "Your welcome." He reached across to pet Spiffy, the cat leaning into it and purring with a soft rumble.

I laughed softly. "I think Spiffy likes you. Usually he takes a while to get used to new people."

Zane looked up and chuckled, "Like me, right?"

"Just like you," I said.

Zane winked, "It must be one sexy cat, then." He laughed, "I'm just kidding. Though I do have to say, your cat is pretty damn hot."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "I'm not sure if that's a joke, or bestiality." I said jokingly.

Zane quickly handed me the cat, "Joke! Joke!" He said quickly.

"I was kidding!" I chuckled, shoving Spiffy back into his hands before pouring myself another glass of soy milk.