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Post by Gone on Jun 21, 2006 1:08:04 GMT -5
Nanashi tensed, staring with wide eyes at the gun. He wasn't stupid. He knew if he got shot by that thing he'd get really hurt... or even worst, die. But he couldn't let Kazuki go... he couldn't let him be hurt again...
His eyes narrowing he tightened his grip on Kazuki's hand. Not to the point of it hurting, but just enough so that he wouldn't pull away. "I don't trust you. Kazuki means everything to me... and... if I must... I would die for him."
Mimiru watched the scene with a slight twinge of jealousy. That little squirt... how could he have captured Nameless' heart so completely? After she, Mimiru, had been trying so hard for so long... just to get him to trust her?
Kaze looked from the guy with the gun, to the purple haired man who obviously was something of a playboy, then back to the guy with the gun again. "I think... we're screwed." He stated quite obviously.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jun 21, 2006 15:28:49 GMT -5
The grey-haired boy cried out softly, not because the sudden jerk away was painful, but because it scared him. It caused him to stumble back suddenly, sending a shooting pain up his side. He vainly tried to pull away from the other's protective grip, a grimace on his gaunt face, but stopped at together first as he saw those tears, and then froze up at the sight of the gun. It wasn't that he was afraid of just a weapon, it simply surprised him; he wasn't expecting something of that nature, especially the statement afterwards.
It made his innards cringe at the mere thought of witnessing a bullet plow into Nanashi, and he cursed himself for the little part in his mind that wanted to give the earless one permission.
"L-let go of m-me...N-Nanashi-kun..."
The kitten didn't wait for an answer.
Within the next few moments, thought still faltering between an unconscious state, Kazuki gathered up what strength he had to tear away from Nameless' grip, not out of anger or hate, he just trusted some far too much. He never really was wise to first impressions or personalities.
Kazuki made a great effort as he painfully staggered towards the gun-wielding male, a tiny and soft smile barely curling those pink lips. Those emerald eyes looked so green in contrast with the pallor of the kitten's face. Gingerly, the grey-haired boy reached out a shaking hand to wipe the tears away on the other's face, he hated seeing people cry, especially if he had a part in making them cry.
There was a curious warmth in those tiny fingertips, nay, an invisible aura of comfort that screamed out from the kitten's hands.
"Y-you said...a-anything?" the boy smiled lightly, "...th-then please don't hurt an-anyone a-again...Pl-please...?"
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Post by Ed-chan on Jun 21, 2006 15:55:13 GMT -5
Silence.
Twitch, twitch.
Takara promptly pushed the purple-haired male away. What the hell was that!? Wide eyes stared at the other in horror. More silence. The twotone-haired male could feel his sacrifice's eyes burning holes into his back. His 'kitten' was probably furious at that little scene...
"What was that!?" Fon Le promptly pushed Takara out of the way, stared the purple-haired man in the eye. He was fuming. "First of all, keep your nasty lips to yourself! And second of all, don't touch MY FIGHTER ever again!"
"Fon Le, calm do -"
"SHUT UP, TAKARA."
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Post by Bye on Jun 21, 2006 16:20:28 GMT -5
To not hurt anyone.. ever again? Could he trully be able to do that? Was he actually even capable of it? At first the sudden order confused him but soon after he dropped the gun he had been holding. He stared into the eyes of his assumed master.
"That is what my true master wishes.. then it is done." His eyes no longer had their golden brown coloring, they seemed to turn red. He stopped smiling completley. Grabbing the male he hugged him, more red tears spilt forth.
"Like you once said to me... 'I am yours and you own me' ... why do you look so sick.. who has done this to you?" Although he was hugging him he glared at everyone within' the room.
Jintao laughed at the smaller sacrifice, "Wow.. you must be really insecure to have to worry about lil'ol me.. " He smiled, glancing over at Ketsu he glared at the small grey haired virgin. For some reason it was starting to tick him off that he could control Bloodless. He never knew about this person who apparently was Ketsu's true master. He really hated that idea, and to top it all off he was ordered not to hurt anyone anymore.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jun 21, 2006 16:53:17 GMT -5
Kazuki winced inwardly even as he was hugged, the gesture filled him with a strange feeling even if his ribs did still ache. From what he gathered, the earless one seemed to be confusing him with someone else, though it puzzled the kitten, he still felt like he should at least play the part.
Gently bringing those tiny hands up to wipe away more of those red tears, a shuddering cough passed through the boy's frail frame. He was just about ready to shakily speak when he heard the statement and paused completely.
He...He couldn't tell the truth, no, that would be terrible. Even if it was Nanashi, or wasn't Nanashi...But still, whoever it was rode in the body of the other male.
Then again, the other Nanashi did try to kill him.
"I...I know I told you n-not to hurt a-anyone anymore...But I t-take it back..."
Nuzzling closer into that hold out of sheer exhaustion, the grey-haired kitten's gaunt face took on a horrible glare.
"He...He did this to me...N-Nameless...He tr-tried to kill me...He...he h-hates me..."
Kazuki didn't turn to look back at the mentioned boy, but the burning resentment of an aura still sent small waves in the air. "I w-want you to teach hi-him a l-lesson, I w-want you t-to hurt him. I want you to m-m-make sure he w-won't hurt me again..."
The kitten's statement was more mumbled under his breath, spoken softly to himself, but still audible.
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Post by Ed-chan on Jun 21, 2006 19:16:58 GMT -5
"It's not that hard when I just saw you nearly french my fighter." A growl. "Go take care of your own, God KNOWS he needs it." Fon Le was getting extremely, well, catty by now. It actually made Takara wonder, before smugly wrapping an arm around his sacrifice's hips.
"You really don't need to worry about that kind of thing, you know. I'll...always belong to you."
The black-haired catboy blushed, staring at his partner with wide eyes. "T-takara-kun..."
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Post by Bye on Jun 29, 2006 2:13:55 GMT -5
Laughing Ketsu's blood boiled with hateful desires. The red that appeared in his eyes almost seemed to show the depths of eternal damnation. Holding onto the kitten he heard his release. To kill.. that was the pleasure to Bloodless. Moving a bit closer to the virgin he stared at Nameless.
Looking over towards the door he finally noticed his sacrifice, not that he actually cared for him at all. Continuing to ignore him he looked over at the blonde. A weird feeling struck him, maybe this grey haired kitten was not his true master.. but then.. why would he trick him? Maybe to use him? Whatever the reason Ketsu didn't much care at the moment.
"Hey, Blondie.. you have no business here.. so why?" Shooting a nasty glare over at Nameless again, he changed the tone of his voice. Giving it more of a grunge irritable sound, "You there.. you must be taught a lesson... " Aiming the Tactical gun's scope function directly at Nameless' heart he pulled the trigger back twice, launching to "33" millimeter bullets at him.
"Aww... look the couple is becoming all lovey-dovy! It makes me sick!" Acting as if he was about to hurl he pretended to laugh. Looking back at the sacrifice he smirked. "You'd be nice.. to see on a bed of satin.." Laughing he watched as Ketsu pulled the trigger on the gun.
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Post by Gone on Jun 29, 2006 2:32:39 GMT -5
When Nanashi heard those words come out of Kazuki's mouth... it was as though time had completely stopped. Kazuki.... wanted him... hurt? No. Not just hurt. He wanted him killed. He wanted him to dissapear from this world. So that he could never again... what? He couldn't remember. And now... now he was going to die.
He didn't try to run as Ketsu aimed the gun at his heart. He didn't even move. He just looked downwards, crystaline tears forming in his eyes. "Kazuki... I..."
And then he was silent.
The sound of the gun going off echoed throughout the entire hospital. But as the bullets flew through the air... they suddenly slowed.... and then stopped completely. A dark aura emanated from the eared fighter, engulfing the hospital until there was nothing but darkness. The fighter rose his head and crimson eyes glared from behind thin-frame glasses, straight at Ketsu.
"... dissintegrate." He simply said, and both bullets fell to ash at his feet.
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Jun 29, 2006 15:27:39 GMT -5
He was shaking. He was shivering. He was deathly afraid.
Kazuki was alarmed at the situation was allowed to play out; he was inwardly cursing himself for asking, telling the crazed one to hurt Nanashi, but the real shocker was that horrible redness hiding behind those glasses.
It was him, the one who hurt him, the one who wanted him to suffer.
When he was addressed, the blonde gave an angry little scowl, an azure glare cast directly at the earless one. "As a matter of fact, I do have business in this hospital. I'm here to take care of the young man you've got there. Please, can you not see he's seriously injured?"
"D-don't...l-let him...h-hurt m-m-m...me..." was the softest hint of a whisper. He was crying, sobbing. All he knew was the tears coursing down that pale face. The kitten's ribs ached with a dull pain, he risked a look back over at Nanashi, and shook in fear once more.
It surprised Homare to hear the gunshots, even more so to see the bullets become nothing more than ash on the floor, not to mention the gripping darkness. Now standing next to Bloodless, the blonde doctor held out his arms as he uttered a statement softly, but loud enough to be heard by the other.
However, within moments he could feel his body go weak; his limbs felt heavy as well as his eyelids. He couldn't resist the siren's call to sleep, couldn't resist the promise of painless slumber. It was a few moments later, as his body went limp and those emerald gems fluttered closed, the grey-haired boy gave into to that wonderful sensation of total and utter unconsciousness.
"Please...Let me take care of him, he needs medical attention. Please, allow me to take care of my Sacrifice." Pleaded the sapphire-eyed doctor as he took a step closer towards the kitten with a grimace on his face. He wanted to get Kazuki away from this psycho, he wanted him to be safely back in a hospital bed, not having to worry about pain or fear or sorrow.
"Please..."
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Post by Ed-chan on Jun 29, 2006 16:17:22 GMT -5
"W-what?" Fon's face became tinged with a faint blush. His fighter seemed unfazed, however; if anything he agreed.
"He looks good in any bed in my opinion, but I'm not allowed to talk about that..." That earned the brown-eyed boy a sharp tug of his tail. He couldn't help himself; it was the perfect chance to say something like that. Besides, it made his little sacrifice get even MORE embarrassed which was a nice thing to see...
For once.
"Um, uh," the black-haired one ahemed, his ears giving an annoyed twitch. "Thanks. I guess."
But Flawless's little fluffy moment was soon cut short as both of their attention returned to the sudden noise of a gunshot.
"What was..." Takara's eyes widened, and suddenly he knew. His grip tightened instinctually around his sacrifice; this was not good...
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Post by Bye on Jun 29, 2006 23:01:55 GMT -5
Watching as the bullets he fired get dissintegrated and the grey kitten fall asleep in his arms he stared for a moment at Nameless. Hearing the blonde say the grey-haired one was his sacrifice nerved him. Chucking the kitten at the blonde he laughed, returning his attention to Nameless.
"Your actually starting to make this interesting for me... your fantastic!" He smiled weirdly, his left eye twitching. Jumping towards Nameless he grabbed towards the male's arms, hoping to pin him. "Lets play.."
Jintao only watched as his fighter jumped onto Nameless. "Wow.. now I just need to find a way to get him to do that to me.." He muttered softly to himself.
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Post by Gone on Jul 15, 2006 15:14:01 GMT -5
With a scowl the fighter pulled away from him before lifting a hand... and slapping him across the cheek. "You disgusting piece of shit. Don't you dare touch me." He hissed, glaring down at him with a murderous look in his eyes. "If you even come near me... I won't hesitate to rip your head off."
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Post by Gone on Feb 6, 2007 22:47:31 GMT -5
TIME SKIP, BITCHES!!! Two years. For two whole years he had heard nothing. Not from Kazuki, not from Homare... not even from the mysterious group that called itself "Organization X". He had started to think that everything that had happened... was only a dream. That he had never really met the boy called Ayatori Kazuki. That things suchs as "Fighters", "Sacrifices" and "True Names" never existed.... That the entity known as "Nameless" had never resided inside of him. And then the letter came. It was addressed to that very entity. Nameless,
How have you been?
I'm afraid you don't know me, but I know you very well.
You have questions.
I have the answers.
I will be waiting in the sleepless city.
If you come, I will find you.
Sincerely, XFor the fiftieth time that day the once smooth, white piece of paper was crumpled beyond recognition by Nanashi's slowly tightening hands. Two years! Two god damned years, and now some lunatic calling himself "X" had the nerve to send him a letter that wasn't even addressed to him! The least he could have done was come up with a name better then "X"..... And, shit! It was COLD in New York!! Shoving the letter back into his pocket he wrapped his arms around himself in a pathetic attempt to retain some sense of warmth. He only just came out of the airport and he was already freezing his tail off! Yes, he was still a virgin at the age of 19. He didn't know why... but for the last two years relationships never even crossed his mind, let alone sex. When he'd learned that Mimiru was a fighter and had only gotten close to him because he was Nameless he had naturally pushed her away. Ever since then... he'd been alone. It didn't much bother him. He didn't think about it most of the time, and anyone who had the gall enough to bother him about why he was still a virgin he simply ignored. The last two years.... were a blur to him, actually. It didn't seem that long ago that Kazuki left Japan.... to go to the states with Homare. A bitter glower crossed his face as he thought of that blonde bastard. He hated him... he turned Kazuki against him, made Kazuki hate him. "Who are you trying to fool?" A voice within him asked, seeming to laugh at his plight as it continued. "You know damn well it was your own fault. You drove him away. You hurt him. What did you expect? For him to run into your arms and cry, forgiving you for kicking him to the ground like the stray he is? Ha! You're such an idiot."His fists clenched as he gritted his teeth, willing the voice away. "Urusai..." He growled, "Uru... sai... CHIKUSHO!!" He shouted the last word, turning and punching the stone wall behind him as though it were the source of his problems. This understandably caused many people to back away and stare at him as though he were insane. He probably was... With a scowl he shoved his hands back into his pockets and stormed off. Well, he was here... now what....
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Post by The Wonder Fox on Feb 6, 2007 23:44:26 GMT -5
Hate.
It was such a strong word. then again, words themselves had immense power alone. Of course, when used correctly. It had been two years, a timeframe which had passed like merely a few days on the outer shell, but within it was an eternity.
Kazuki had run away as soon as he was released from the Japanese hospital, sneaking out in the middle of the night with his Fighter Homare to the States, but it was unlikely the two had come to New York. Even if they had, they wouldn't have stayed there too long. Even with one's assumptions, the facts were fact.
Restless was in New York City, that was fact.
It had seemed like such a long time since he'd been away from Japan, but he couldn't find it in himself to stay; there were too many bad memories and he just wanted to escape. To get away from it all, in truth to hide. He had made new memories since then, many things had happened. For instance, little Ayatori had lost a very important thing while in the States.
Atop his longer silvery locks were no longer his precious feline ears, oh no.
He'd given them to Homare a year ago, but that was a long story.
In current times, the once bright and joyful Sacrifice was trudging down the cold street bundled up in an oversized tan coat. He had a small wool scarf the color of blood curled around his neck and his breath made tiny clouds when he exhaled. His hair was longer than before, now reaching almost to the small of his back, but his face remained the same. His eyesight had gotten blurry over the two years, so he had on a pair of thin-framed glasses covering his emerald eyes.
As he was walking, a small tune beeped from his coat pocket, to which he pulled out a black cell phone from. It was probably just who he thought it was. Answering with a tiny murmur of a "hello" the poor youth wasn't looking where he was going as his eyes were fixed on the ground and bumped into a familiar figure.
It had to have been some form of fate...
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Post by Gone on Feb 7, 2007 0:12:43 GMT -5
The young man's foul mood was turned even fouler as something ran into him. "Oi! Kisama!!" He shouted, apparently forgetting that he was now in the states and chances were whoever bumped into him wouldn't understand what he was saying. This didn't stop him from grabbing the person's arm, however, stopping the current victim of his bad mood from leaving.
"Kiite no ka!?" He shouted, about to give the perpetrator a rather hard time, but stopped suddenly as he saw his face. His anger immediately dissapated and instead he was left with utter confusion and astonishment. "O-omae..."
Though he had changed slightly over the last two years his face was unmistakable to Nanashi.
"... Ka... zuki...."
For the longest time he was silent, simply staring at Kazuki with a stunned expression. What was he supposed to say after two years? Everything that might've come to mind escaped him.
Until he noticed...
"M-mimi.... mimi wa?"
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