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 Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 8:57 pm
Angel's eyes followed Ganju about as far as they could. He felt like a mouse trapped by a cat, being toyed with before it gets eaten.
The boy's hands fumbled with eachother and he blinked when Ganju mentioned not wanting it. He looked towards the door and thought of Michale. Would Michale really hate him if he told Ganju hed changed his mind?
He saw the look in Ganju's eyes and at the moment anything Michale could do didn't seem as worse
"I-I don't want to do this" he said "I-I'm sorry b-but...I can't"
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 9:13 pm
"hai, hai, just like that. Wow you really do catch on quick. " Ganju raked his long fngers through his hair, combing back the shaggy mouse brown locks. He stepped around to the front of the frightened boy, and his smile spread.
"Oh, this might be more fun than I thought. Now when I pull on your shirt like this..." He grabbed Keiran's shirt front, yanking him forward so fast he nearly stumbled. "...I want you to pull away and beg me not to. Make it real convincin, ne? i don't wanna know you're fakin' it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 9:19 pm
Angel took an instinctive step back when Ganju appeared infront of him. Yelping as he was yanked foreward he gripped the other boy's arms for sudden support then tried to pull his hands away.
"N-No you...you don't...please...I really don't....stop...I don't want too..." he pulled back, pushing at the hands gripping his shirt "I want you too leave, I can't...I can't do this...please...just...let me go..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:06 pm
"Wow, you are good...you should join the drama club or somethin'...Keep it up.."
Ganju pulled his hands away from Angel's as he tried to push them away, then began to undo the smaller boy's button. He quickly became impatient and ripped the shirt open, sending buttons flying in every direction. pulling the material from around the frail boy's frame, he quickly looped it around the back of the boy's neck, pulling him close once more.
"You bite me, and I'll choke yo til you pass out, ne? Other than that...struggle away...." He bent low, sealing his mouth to Angel's, roughly shoving his tongue into the oboy's protesting mouth.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:18 pm
The boy fell back a bit only to have his buttons suddenly opening. Pushing at the hands held no matter as his shirt was ripped off his body anyways.
The shirt looped around his neck yanking him foreward and try as he might he couldn't pull back. He wasn't strong enough. His hands pressed against the others chest in a feeble attempt to put distance between them.
"No! I mean it! Stop!" he started pushing barely hearing the threat. The hot mouth that pressed to his thrust a tongue between his lips. He tried to push it out with his tongue but it only seemed to excite Ganju more. He squeezed his eyes shut shaking his head and pushing at the chest. He tried punching at it too and he ripped his mouth away to the side.
"Stop! Please!" he didn't want this, he wanted to go back to Michale "Michale!" he squirmed more whimpering as he fought.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:44 pm
Ganju's eyes narrowed as Angel shrieked for Michale. His lips pulling back into a viscious sneer.
"Oi-oi-oi-oi-oi..." The boy's voice came out in a murderous hiss, and he crossed his his hands, so that the fabric tightened across the boy's throat. "That ain't part of the script, ne? Now... beg me to stop.... Hurry before you start turnin' all blue, ne?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:51 pm
Angel backpedaled until the fabric tightened around his neck. His bright eyes shot wide with fear as the hands flew to the makeshift noose. Fingers clawed at the material without avail.
"P..." he tried to speak, his lips trying to form the words, his mind fighting the panic that seemed to be holding back his adrenaline. "Ple--cough--please-" he tried gasping for air but only a whimpered wheze came out "s-st..." he frantically searched for loose ends "top"
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 11:43 pm
"That's a good boy..." Ganju uncrossed his arms, snatching away the shirt so quickly that it probably burned against the already raw skin there. "Oh, sorry 'bout that. Looks right painful already, ne? Brush burn is a b***h..."
He shoved the gasping boy backward, sending him sprawling onto his bed. He wasted no time removing his own shirt, sddenly feeling quite warm. This was already proving more fun than he had anticipated. He'd have to repay Kazimoto real proper like when they met up again.
"Let's get a peek at them panties now, ne, Angel. Don't forget to scream and cry and s**t..." He reached forward, grabbing firm hold of the waisteband of te boy's pants.
eek fade to black eek
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 5:00 pm
crying fade back crying
Keiran finally felt semi-clean enough to leave the bathroom. Steam eruppted as he opened the door and he felt instantly chilled, not that he didn't feel chilled in the bathroom, because no matter how hot the water went, it never seemed hot enough. He changed into a school uniform and looked at his bed. He couldn't sleep there again.....he couldn't even sit on it....
Dropping his head he went over to his desk and glanced at the mirror. He visibly winced when he saw the purple hand marks that Ganju had left around his throat. He grabbed the same bit of makeup he had gotten from the school store and tried to lighten it up. Swallowing hurt, even breathing hurt. Finally the bruise looked barely noticeable, unless of course you really really paid attention to his neck and looked for it. He added a bit to the slight discoloration of his face. Ganju had slapped him....but it only blended in with the bruise michale had given him earlier. Soon class would start....grabbing his books he made his way to his next class
Music===>
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 1:45 pm
Court yard>>>
Keiran figured he wouldn't need to leave his room any more. Locking the door behind him he went and spent another long while under the hot water. He let it scorch his body, trying to burn everything off his skin. He hated feeling so dirty. Finally when he could no longer hide in the steam he stepped out of the shower and pulled one of the large towels around his shoulders.
He stepped out of the bathroom and glanced at the door as if half checking it was still locked. His blue eyes then moved to the bed, and he could not suppress the chill that ran through him at the sight. Well he had slept on the floor before. Pulling out a pair of green pajamas he pulled them on. They were not a good compliment to the bruises on his neck and face. He couldn't even button up the pajamas. He would not wear makeup to bed either....
The small boy got an extra blanket from the closet as well as an extra pillow and lay it beside the dresser, the farthest from his bed, but right next to the door so he could hear if anyone was coming. Sighing he pulled out the shirt he had when he spent the night with Kazz. The scent of the other boy was still on it. Feeling slightly guilty for cuddling it, but it gave him a sense of security and it was less cheating if it wasn't exactly a person.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:12 am
Keiran had a horrible night tossing and turning, in and out of conciousness. Just as soon as he would fall asleep a sound woke him and he was sure it was either Miachle or Ganju. If this kept up he was going to look more horrible the next day than he had today.
After the nightmares and active revenue of his night, as dawn began to creep over the horizon the anxious face of a dreaming boy came along with it. Skin pallid and sweat covered, Kieran groaned and shook his head.
"N...no" he managed to murmur out, his face contorting with the dilemma in his sleep. "Kazu..." finally his body shot up before he was even awake "Kazu come back!"
Wide, fearful searched the slightly dimmed room for Kazz. Realizing it was only a dream, embarassment and sadness over took him and he lay back down on the floor hugging the shirt tight.
He didn't fall back asleep, all he could do was stare at the leg of the bed, and wonder if Kazz was alright, or if Michale was going to come for him to hold him and tell him that he wouldn't let Ganju touch him any more.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 7:18 pm
<-----kazz's room
Kazuma had walked to and away from Keiran's door at least three times before this fourth time he now found himself standing before it. He bit down thoughtfully on his lower lip, hands buried clear past his wrists as he sank them into the deep pockets of his hoodie.
This was a bad idea... he shouldn't be here. Keiran didn't want anything to d with him... he had Himo after all.... Kazz's face tightened at the thought of Himo. A heartless bully was what he was, and Keiran didn't deserved to be saddled with such a wack-job.... but wasn't that Keiran's decision to make? It certainly wasn't Kazz's. And this went against everything he'd believed in his life.... He was a person who went with the flow, after all. But this... this was not going with the flow. This was deliberately fighting the current. If he went with the flow, he'd leave Keiran alone, and stay out of Michale's path... Instead he found himself staring at Keiran's door for who knew how long.
Kazz looked up as Inoue ran past him like he was trying out for the track team, and he wondered vaguely which brother it was. The anxious expression upon his face led kazz to believe it was Reiku, and not the hothead he had met last night. Funny how different twins could be.
As Reiku klnocked upon Yohokiro's door, Kazz felt his own resolve solidfy. If reiku could be that way, well, so could he. he wasn't nearly as skittish as the smaller boy, after all. Squaring his shoulders, Kazz removed one hand from a pocket and rapped soundly against Keiran's door.
"Kei-chan? Kei-chan, you in there? You awake?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 7:53 pm
Keiran had fallen into a small cat like slumber when the door sounded. Scrambling up still half asleep and clutching the shirt, the small boy opened the door and then realized he was staring up at Kazz. Looking from him to the shirt he had in his hands he quickly colored red and threw it to the side against the dresser and his wide embarrassed face went back up to look at him completly at a loss for words.
"Kazu- I mean..Kazz-kun...I mean...uh...I was...I mean...I was just...uh...hi...I...I-I didn't expect it to be....but that doesn't mean I don't...I...Ah Gomen gomen" Stepping back and pulling the door open, Keiran quickly looked around the room to make sure nothing was out of place. He didn't want Kazz knowing about Ganju and what happened. Unfortunately he didn't remember that he had washed the makeup off from yesterday. As soon as that came to his mind he quickly turned away and mumbled something about him coming in and quickly started buttoning up the buttons on his shirt, wanting it quickly to cover up hoping that Kazz didn't see.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 8:34 pm
The smile that had unknowingly plastered itself to Kazuma's face faded as abruptly as it had appeared once his eyes fully registered the sight Keiran presented. He could only blink in silence for a moment, then it seeemed as though Keiran developed his own belated sense of self-awareness.
Kazuma stepped intot he room. For an instant he had considered taking his leave, feeling as though he would only add to Keiran's problems by being here. But really, how could Kazz make things any worse than they now appeared. His frown deepened as Keiran hastily turned his back to him and began fussign with his clothes.
"Kei-chan.... what happened?" He tilted his head in such a way, the dark ends of his roots came clearly into view. "Who did this to you.... was it Himo?"
He reached out then. He just couldn't stop himself. His hand landed lightly upon Keiran's shoulder, and he tugged the smaller boy backward, until his back was pressed against the other's torso. Kazz wrapped one arm tightly across Keiran, his arm diagonally across the small chest. He held him as he awaited a response.
"Talk to me, Kei-chan... you know I'm always her for you. No matter what."
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:00 pm
Keiran tensed up when Kazz asked him about his condition.
"Iie it wasn't Michale.....an Hai I know you're always here for me."
The small boy hugged Kazz's arms to his body, burying his face into one of his sleeves. Turning around his small arms looped around Kazz's middle and he burried his face into his chest.
"I don't want you to go Kazz-chan....I don't want you to leave" the cool comfort of the shirt was more than Keiran could even explain. The firm body behind the sweater just let Keiran know that there was Kazz, and Kazz would always be there. Like he said, no matter what.
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