Two weeks had passed since Kenzou told the twins about him being deaf. At first, their reaction was surprise. They were surprised that Kenzou was deaf. They were surprised that he could use his supernatural powers now. They were surprised when they met him. They were surprised when Kenzou would wear more girly clothes than when they met him. They were surprised when he wouldn't eat an of the food they serve him. They were surprised when they found him smoking. They were surprised when he began to cry in his sleep whispering something like "Mother..." or "it wasn't me" or when he would just begin to scream and wake up.
But most of all, in the few first days that they met the boy, they were surprised that Kenzou was both a Banshee and a Naga with Demon blood running through his veins. He was strong and powerful. Much more so than anyone could imagine. Even those from the other packs would have to be afraid of the young boy.
He hadn't gone to school yet, or even out of the pack mansion. The Alpha and Luna, Steven and Alex, -if they could call them that- would give him books to read as the twins would leave for school. Cameron and Josh would be able to stay, though. But the two of them would stay in Cameron's room a lot. They would watch movies and study for University or some other things that Kenzou hadn't known.
One hot afternoon, while the twins were at school possibly learning mathematics, Kenzou was sitting in his room on his bed, reading a book for a franchise that Josh had kindly suggested and Steven went out to buy the books for, Harry Potter. He was beginning to like it, reading. He had never really learnt to read that well since all of the kids from his old school would bully him and lock him somewhere in the school like a closet and he wouldn't get the education. Plus with his step-mother constantly beating him, making him much more exhausted than any kid his age would be, he would sleep more in class.
He sat on the bed reading Harry Potter, a knock came at the door, but he couldn't hear it. So they just walked in. Steven and Alex stood there with smiles and some plastic bags. Kenzou looked up at them with his big, violet eyes. He placed his book down on the bed and sat cross legged.
"What is it?" He asked them.
Steven showed him the bags that were in his hand and gave them to Kenzou, along with a note.
The twins have been feeling down lately, tonight, take them to the park and wear these to cheer them up. It read.
The twins have been feeling sad? He never knew. He looked back up the two males and gave them a confused look.
"Evan and Ethan have been feeling sad? I never noticed. Am I a bad friend?" He asked.
The two glanced at each other. Did he still not understand the meaning of 'mate' even though he had heard it a few times? He still thinks they see him as a friend.
Steven smiled again at the boy and shook his head.
The two walked out of the room, leaving Kenzou to look in the bag and saw some beautiful dresses. The first dress was a light shade of pink with frills and went past the knees.
The second dress in the bag looked very expensive. It was gold and black and had a golden rose on the front. It looked like it was made of satin and it was one that he would wear on special occasions.
The third dress in the bag was so far the one he would wear around the mansion sometimes. It was strapless and was pink on the torso and when it got to the skirt it was black and pink. The front would go his knees and the back would go under the knee, the calf. (I hope I got that right)
When did Steven and Alex find the time to buy him these lovely dresses?? When did they get the money? He put the dresses in the closet, continuing to wear his current attire until they had to leave.
He went back to reading his book and a man with green hair came into the room with some food. Kenzou smiled and thanked him, earning a bow before the man took his leave. Kenzou walked to the cart and got some of the sponge cake that was there along with some lemonade. They really did have a lot of food here, didn't they?
He took the food to the couch in the room -his bag had been put in the corner so now the couch didn't have a lot of his stuff on it- and sat down. Eating the cake that was on the plate in his hands, his mind went back to the twins.
He had met them first in school when they had bumped into him. They had shown him a flicker of kindness when they met. The then saw each other again at the hospital. They 'saved' him from his step-mother and took him to the mansion. The pack had been mostly kind to him, there was someone who at night in some of his dreams if they weren't of his mother, they were of a wolf. More like a fox the size of one. The wolf-sized fox had seven tails and beautiful eyes. It would speak to him with such wisdom and grace - almost like it knew him from somewhere. A sad distant look would be in his eyes as if he remembered something extremely painful, while Kenzou could only watch from where his tail was rooted to the ground in the dream. He had heard some whispers and words from around the mansion of a thing called a 'mate'. He had no idea what a mate was, and he didn't think he wanted to. Him and the twins were friends now, right?
For some reason, a few weeks ago, he was crying in a bathroom about loving someone. Was he supposed to love the twins? Sure, he loved them like brothers/friends. But love love? He had never loved someone like that before excluding his mother. She was a lovely lady, very nice. He only got specks of her in quick buzzes like the flash of a camera in his mind. Very quick pictures of the woman. She would usually stand in front of him in a vision for a few seconds before walking behind a corner and put of sight, like the first time she was standing in the closet with him, her lavender coloured eyes would be censored and blurred out. One time when he had tried to follow her around a corner, she was nowhere to be seen.
Kenzou would usually sit in the bedroom, listening to the silence that surrounded him. He would feel warm and calm with all of the quiet and nothingness that filled his ears and mind, usually putting a small smile on his face.
He finished his cake and lemonade, putting them back on the tray before looking back towards the door and his heart began to pound. He tiptoed to his bag and grabbed a cigarette with a lighter. He hadn't smoked too much in the past two weeks. Only five a week, now. But he was still careful in case the twins showed up, but they wouldn't be returning for a while. So he locked the door and lit the cigarette outside.
After he smoked three of them, he went back inside, changed into some pink shorts, a black singlet and brushed his teeth. Kenzou then went back over to his bed and fell asleep, relaxing his weak legs and pounding heart.
Hopefully the twins would come later.
A/N: Sorry for the wait, I'm back at school now.