Up High

[Sam]

Timothy. Timothy Samuel Loux. A sad name for a young woman. Timothy always lived in the shadows of her siblings and that included even her younger siblings. During their time in Tahol, a small villege east of Teme, Timothy began to train alongside her sister Chris and her brother Rei-kei. Chris was the first and is the only female in the Loux family to complete the family nobility tattoo. Timothy envied her sister though ever time she say Chris, she seemed like she never truly cared about what was given to her.

One morning, walking up from beams of light shining in her eyes. She turned to her side to see sleeping next to her the only person who truly understood her heart, Cain. She smiled slightly and forced herself out of bed. Her heavy feet clash with the ground as the sound of thumping and moving feet patter outside there cabin type room. She walks up to her mirror and moves her hair out of her eyes to get a better view of her face.

"Another day..." her voice monotone. She turns again to see Cain starting to wake up.

He yawns and scratches the side of his neck. He turns to her, "What's the plan for today?" Her face seems emotionless. She sighs and looks towards the wooden door in their room.

"Who knows..."

"Don't say it like that! It's a beautiful day today. We should go out the the park or something." She sighs again.

"I have clan duties to attend to today. I'll probably be out all day..."

Cain takes a deep breath and lifts himself out of bed. He walks into their small bathroom and closes the door. She makes her way to the closet and opens the door. She scans the inside looking from something to wear.

"He moved everything again-" the sound of rushing water is heard from the bathroom. Cain opens the door suddenly slicking his hair back.

"Oh I moved some clothes! Your stuff is on the right instead of the left." She looks at him with an irritated expression. He smiles and closes the door. The sound of his feet walking into the shower is heard. she walks up to the door and hits it with the side of her fist.

This is definitely how I wanted to start my day... she thought.

[Chris]

Chris was minding her own business when out of nowhere the worst thing could happen.

"Grimmy! Where you put my weed dammit?!" Out from the corner of there one room apartment came out Grimjow looking slightly frightened. He then took a deep breath and gave a blunt expression.

"Don't know." She turned to him with fire in her eyes.

"Stop lying! I need it now or else I'm going to start bleeding!" He blew out a gust of air and walked up to his angered wife. He places his hands on her shoulders and looks straight into her eyes.

"I'm telling you the truth."

"For a man who never chose to give a damn about others, you sure are a horrible at lying." He face looked as if his dignity had been tested.

"Sometimes I ask myself how I ended up with you..." he admitting as he look towards the ground with hands still on Christopher's shoulders.

"I wonder the same. Oh wait. I know how." He looks up to her view, "you were beat as hell and help fix you up." he gave her a blunt yet frightful glare. He walked away into their small kitchen and opened a cabinet.

"Here." he grabbed a pack of cigarettes from inside the cabinet, "I had bought those. Those are better than that crap you get in the market anyway." He threw them at Chris. She took a hold of the pack and looked at it carefully. On the pack it read 'For Dark-Magica Blood victims'. She sighed.

"This makes my condition sound even more depressing than it already is..." Grimjow chuckles.

"Nah...you're fine. You just need something extra unlike us." She glared at him.

"Have you never looked at your stomach dumbass?" He glared back.

"Don't stab in hurtful places." She smirks.

"Wouldn't hurt you much anyway." She turns away from him and begins to make her way to the tiny hall that led to their room.

The phone rings, "I'll get it!" Yelled Grimjow. He runs up to the phone and answers, "Grim speaking."

"Is Chris there?" It was Timothy on the other line.

"Yeah, hold on a sec." He covers the phone with one hand, "Chris it's your sister!" Chris walks out of there room. She grabs the phone out of his hand with looking at him or the phone. She walks up to their couch and sits.

"What?"

"I need you to come down with me to the academy. We have new students today."

"Aight." Chris hangs up, "I'm leaving, feed the baby." She opens the door leaving Grimjow looking irritated behind.