Those eyes of his, so pure and innocent. Their golden tint was what sparked my interest in him. The emotion and determination they held captivated me , trapped me and wouldn't let me go. His eyes , how they sparkled with his happiness, and grew a shad darker with his anger. Those eyes that could never lie, even when his mouth did.

The eyes that could always tell you what he was just thinking of , oh how I loved his eyes. His eyes made me go weak in the knees and sutter when he looked at me. The day I looked into those beautiful seas of gold , was the day I knew I'd make him mine.

It took all my strength to work up the nerve to say "hi, my names warren" . But once I did , I could see it in his eyes that he was a beautiful disaster . I wanted him to myself , to be my disaster and my salvation. To love me and let me love him, his body is prefect. His blue sleck fur that comes out into his tail. His midnight blue hair that reaches his shoulders .

His height was about 5'5 , compared to my 6'6 height I was easily taller. He body was femimne , the way his hips swayed and how his tail did as well. I wanted to just devour him and love him. It took me three times to get him to go out with me. He wasn't seen as angel to most , a mutant, demon, monster was what others called my blue love.

Never, did he ever let their empty words affect him. Never once did he give them the satisfaction of their words hurting him and that made me love him even more. Oh and his smile , how wonderful it is. The was those plump lips upturn into that perfect day brightening smile had always managed to make my knees go weak. They way his fangs pointed out in all their glory , so beautiful.

The softness of his body , against mine could make my heart skip a beat. The lushness of his lips , so soft and plump. My god I was whipped for him. The cute way he'd become so flustered around me , how his blush could be easily spotted amongst his blue soft fur. If that didn't send me head over heels in love with the little blue mutant then something was wrong with the world, cause I was whipped for him. And so I put my plan into action.

On Friday I met up with him and I could tell he was nervous , he was blushing and wouldn't make eye contact, and he had the cutest little stutter . His hair was pulled up in a bun, with Hus bangs framing the sides of his face. The small amount of eye liner made his golden eyes pop out even more. From that day on our bond only grew and grew.

I was his angel, he was my demon. I was destruction, he was my salvation, my heart , my reason to fight . He was my reason for living , and everyday I got to wake up with him in my arms and look into those golden treasures he called his eyes , was everyday I knew that I had truly and honestly found the one.