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 Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:16 pm
Even as Oriya said this, tiny flakes began to fall.
Muraki smiled slightly, "Seems like you got your wish." he replied, leading Oriya into the park. "When everything's blanketed in white... it's sometimes hard to remember the warmth of spring."
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Souma dialed the number, before handing the phone to Oriya. "Gomen nasai, Mibu-sama." the man whispered, seriously afraid of the teen.
He obviously didn't want to take part in this caper any longer.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:20 pm
Oriya laughs a little. "Should I suspect you of this, or is it coincidence?" He inhales deeply. "Perhaps it is, but.. that memory is still comforting is it not?" Somehow speaking of something deeper, too.
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Oriya nods to him, then speaks to the teller. Authorizing the transfer, then handing it back to Souma. Feeling bad for the guy, honestly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:24 pm
"If I had the power to make it snow..." but Muraki left it at that.
He looked to the man at his side, strangely calm and comforted by Oriya's presence.
Lately... he had been so high strung...
Even though he acted as if things were going smoothly.
"Warmth, in any form... even in the form of a memory... is always comforting."
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Souma pocketed the phone. "It's done, Morita. Let's go."
"How do we know he won't kill us the second we let this brat go?" the other thief asked.
Muraki smirked slightly, "Oriya-kun wouldn't kill you if you let me go." the teen spoke.
Of course this garnered Muraki a rough jerk on his head, causing him to gasp as his neck was wrenched too harshly.
"We want your word, sworn on your life and this brat's life." Morita spoke, his gaze locked on Oriya.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:27 pm
He slides his hand to grasp Muraki's, gently. "It is. And what do we need more than comfort?"
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Oriya sneers a little, obviously angry. "I swear. I will not harm either of you. Now kindly get the ******** out before I change my mind."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:35 pm
In truth, Muraki could think of a few things he wanted more than comfort.
But to have Oriya beside him...
Gently, the doctor squeezed the host's hand. "There is little in this world that comfort can not surpass."
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Smirking, Morita released Muraki.
The teen hit the floor with a thud, wincing but refusing to move initially.
Souma was already at the window, and Morita was dashing after him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:38 pm
"Or ease." He smiles, bringing Muraki to a stop, and just leaning in to kiss him, slowly.
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"idiots." He snarls under his breath, pulling out his phone with one hand, and going to Muraki, worriedly. "Muraki-kun... are you all right?" Dialing his bank's number again, determined to get revenge on them. Just because he swore he wouldn't harm them...
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:40 pm
Turning to Oriya, confused as to why the man had stopped, Muraki was about to voice a question.
But he found his voice completely gone as the host leaned closer, their lips brushing gently before meeting together.
The kiss surprised Muraki, but he smiled slightly, returning the kiss gently.
~ ~ ~
"Hai..." Muraki whispered, still trying to get his hands free. "Gomen, Oriya-kun... I thought it might've been you in my room... but that obviously didn't turn out as I'd thought."
By then, both thieves had fled the premises.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:45 pm
He breaks it after a few moments, letting himself down, just a touch dizzily. Smiling. "And now warmth isn't just a memory, is it?"
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"It's not your fault." Untying the other's wrists, carefully. Pausing a moment to order a trace on the money, and to quickly dial his uncle, telling him what happened and to review the security footage -- but not to hurt Souma. hanging up the phone and tossing it aside. "Are you really okay?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:49 pm
Muraki smiled softly, pressing his forehead against Oriya's. "Was it ever just a memory?" he asked seriously, brushing the host's hair back behind his shoulders.
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Wincing, Muraki pulled his hands in front of him. He could feel blood on his wrists.
"I think so..." the teen replied, reaching up and undoing the bandage over his eyes.
It took him a few moments to be able to see, blinking away the pain-killing ointment that he had applied earlier. Muraki was shocked to see blond on his wrists and hands.
He could still feel it on his neck.
"Just a few cuts and scrapes."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:52 pm
"Sometimes." Quietly, resting his hands on Muraki's hips.
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"I'll patch them up." Hissing a little. "You shouldn't be taking the bandage off, Muraki-san."
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 11:57 pm
"Honto ni?" Muraki whispered.
One hand was resting gently against Oriya's cheek, the over the host's shoulder and around his back.
~ ~ ~
The teen shook his head. "It's alright." he spoke softly. "I'd rather not be in the dark again anyway."
Muraki tried to smile, but even he knew he had failed in his attempt to be nonchalant.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 12:00 am
He nods slowly, letting out his breath. "Sensei... sometimes I wish you could see yourself."
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"It is not all right. The doctor specifically said you were to keep it on." Frowning deeply, clearly about to start mothering in a moment.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 12:06 am
This remark confused the doctor.
"Isn't that what a mirror is for?" Muraki replied teasingly, confused as to Oriya's comment.
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Muraki closed his eyes, sighing. "Onegai, Oriya-kun... just... I'll put it back on... just not right now..." he whispered.
In truth, the teen was ashamed of how frightened he was.
At the start of this fiasco... he had been afraid it was Saki, come back against his word.
When it had turned out to be thieves, he had figured he could deal with them quickly by paying them off.
Not being able to see as he was held hostage, a knife blade pressed harshly against his throat...
He had felt Saki's hands on him again... had felt the searing pain in his head as if this thief were stealing his eye.
More than anything, Muraki wanted to see. He could have dealt with it fine... if he had his vision.
But the teen had been helpless, and perhaps that was even worse.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 6:52 pm
"Mirrors still require your own eyes." He laughs a little, leaning in to bury his head in his shoulder, inhaling deeply.
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"Muraki-san..." He sighs, pulling the other into his arms, carefully. "I'm sorry."
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 8:27 pm
"Ah..." Muraki replied, obviously understanding the notion now. "You mean... I should see myself through the eyes of another."
~ ~ ~
The teen leaned against Oriya. He didn't say anything for a while however... he just kept his hold on the other teen.
Eventually, Muraki sighed, "I'm fine, Oriya-kun... really..."
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