Obsession, Vampire Knight © Matsuri Hino Obsession (ob-ses-sion)1. A compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or an unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by symptoms of anxiety.
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2. A compulsive, often unreasonable idea or emotion.
'Blood Prince is now online'
She tensed at the notification that popped up at the bottom right of her screen in the classic blue gradient box, her heart skipping a full three beats just at the sight of his name joining the list of her online friends and the biggest smile spread across her face.
But this reaction was nothing compared how she squealed and actually bounced in her seat when his name reappeared in a new chat window that came packed with a loud beep that the girl found annoying when it wasn't alerting her to him and she instantly dropped all other chats without warning to reply to his one word, virtual greeting as if a robotic force condemned her to do it.
Yes, she may have been a bit obsessed, but no, she didn't care; not when her school friends commented on how strange she had begun to act since meeting this man on the chat room -now coming up to six months ago- or even when they joked around, claiming him to be some eighty-odd year old that found his kicks in jerking off at the picture of her. But of course this didn't sway her, and they eventually got tired of the jokes as her obsession reached new heights. Either way, she paid no attention to their teasing, gradually distancing herself away from them. That way, the second after school finished, she had no pointless reasons to stop her from rushing home to hide in the dark sanctuary of her bedroom with her laptop and wait for him.
And it was for this reason she almost smothered her adoptive Father with hugs when she was presented with a new, White Mac Book Air that fit perfectly in her school bag for her recently passed 16th birthday. Allowing her to get her fix of his chats during the short breaks that were suddenly never long enough for her any more.
Like all teenagers, Yuki Cross was addicted to her computer and she worshipped the creator of the internet more then a Priest worshipped a God. But unlike most teens, this obsession was for something more than illegal pornography films or filthy chats with people who fake their ages. No, her obsession was in the form of a stranger she had met on a chat site.
There was, however, one pro to this new addiction; her suddenly enhanced ability to type at an insane speed, yet still make limited spelling errors, and she put this new skill to the test as she instantly wrote her reply in record speed, still donning her bright grin that matched the smiley she inserted as she pressed the enter button.
Snow Bunny says; "Hey! :)"
A/N; Ok, this is the last story I'm going to be starting for a while. I'm going to work on my other published ones, so all ideas for new things, read this warning; Leave me alone! (For now ;]) Then, I had to bore the amazing Koimatsu-Chan, who helped me a bit with this. I'm so jealous of her talent. T_T I love you, Hun!
Ahem, anyway, this is just the prologue to this story, I was hoping to get an early night tonight... I was even lying in bed by 12:30! That's a record! But then this came into my mind and I just had to work a little into it.
So, anyway, I am mind-numbingy tired, so please review and let me know what you think. Would you like me to continue on this? Anything you would like to see? Should I just give up and crawl back into my hole? Let me know! Thank you!