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A certain silver haired male found himself suddenly waking up from deep sleep. Slitted glowing mako eyes fluttered open ever so slightly, lips drawing back to bare pearly teeth in a hiss at the sudden glare from the alarm clock. He shut his eyes tightly, knocking the offending appliance off his night stand with a swift smack of his hand. A small annoyed sound escaped his full pale lips, hugging the long pillow under his head closer, trying to cover up his head so sleep could claim him once again. Go back to sleep, he moodily growled to himself in his mind. Fingers, which were gloveless at the moment, curled around the soft sheets of the fluf