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 Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:32 pm
Muraki pulled back, looking into Inoue's blood red eyes.
"What do you truly want, Inoue-kun?" the man asked softly, trailing kisses along the front of Inoue's neck.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:36 pm
" I didn't know the signs.. i didn't even know till i went under hypnosis and the doctor found out." he said sighing.
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" If you think so." he said taking the water and taking a sip of the water.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:41 pm
"When was this?" Muraki asked, afraid of the answer.
If Saki knew before that terrible night...
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Watari laughed, "Of course I think so. I wouldn't have said it otherwise."
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:43 pm
"My music and you..." Quietly, sliding a hand into his hair, shivering and arching into him with a moan.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:50 pm
" Four days ago.." he said. " Its part of the reason i knew you were here. I've been hospitalized for it since the doctor found out, and so she could keep an eye on me. The only way to keep me calm is to keep me a on a heavy sedative, and not to get me angry.. its why.. i got kinda panicked when you mentioned .. the memories. "
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Hisoka rolled his eyes. " Well since we pretty well know the piece.. and you promise not mess up because I'm perfect tomorrow night... i'll play you something from my personal stack of music."
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 10:59 pm
Sighing, Muraki laid back down in the bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin.
He was, strangely enough, cold... and the medicines in his system were making him exhausted.
"When... when are you going to leave, Saki?" the teen whispered. "For England, I mean..."
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"Honto?" Watari asked, pouring himself some water now. "Well, I won't mess up, that's for certain... so I'd love to hear something you've written, Bon."
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Muraki smirked slightly, moving aside Inoue's dark red robe to kiss the young man's shoulder blades. "And if you had to choose?" the doctor asked softly, trailing teasing kisses along Inoue's skin.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:02 pm
He inhales a little, startled. "It would... be like choosing between eating or breathing."
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:04 pm
"Hopefully," Muraki teased, lavishing the base of Inoue's neck with kiss after kiss. "You would choose breathing..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:06 pm
"Of course... but either would kill me in the end." He shudders, eyes closed, breath fast. "Should we go... somewhere else?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:08 pm
"Are you afraid?" Muraki suddenly asked, pulling back and looking at Inoue seriously.
In truth, Muraki had no problem with where they were.
The bar tender wasn't paying them any mind... and the man couldn't really care, especially since Muraki's beers had been quite expensive.
"Are you afraid to die?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:23 pm
"Does anyone really want to die, sensei..?" He holds his breath, just looking at the other. Obviously willing to do whatever he wants, now.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2008 11:26 pm
Muraki's gaze moved away from Inoue. "Perhaps you're too young to understand." he whispered, before kissing the young man again.
'Iie... there was a time I wanted to die.' he thought to himself. 'And certainly... Tsuzuki-san welcomed death many times...'
But he couldn't tell Inoue his true thoughts on the matter.
He already had Oriya worried sick about him...
Why allow another to fret over his own behalf?
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 11:26 am
Inoue just pours himself into it, kind of ignoring the doctor's melancholoy. This is all he wants, anyway...
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 12:04 pm
Moving to better hide them in the shadows, Muraki's hands pushed themselves beneath Inoue's robe, caressing the cold skin.
Skin of so many different victims.
For a moment, the notion of this interrupted the doctor's thoughts... but soon he was eagerly kissing Inoue, just as he had been before.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 9:18 pm
" End of this week, i should be on a plane to jolly ole' England." he said.
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"Yes." he said running his hand through his hair.
He put the cup down and stood up, and started planning his mother lullaby.
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