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 Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:54 pm
"I'll be fine." He sits down on the edge of the futon, smiling a little sadly. Half-hoping he'll fail, and half-hoping he'll succeed. Sighing deeply. "Go on."
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"I can sleep just as well here as I can there. and you should bandage your eyes again." Frowning deeply, looking a bit severe.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:04 am
Gently, Muraki brushed a few wayward strands of Oriya's hair from in front of the man's face. "Are you sure?" the doctor asked softly, looking into the host's eyes.
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"Gomen..." the teen replied, feeling bad that he had forgotten the bandage.
He reached over, grabbing the bandages from the bedside table. He began to unroll them, carefully smoothing out the cloth.
But Muraki didn't say anything else.
He felt bad for imposing on Oriya.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:10 am
"I'm sure." Quietly, smiling just a little. "Go on. I'll be fine." He leans into the touch for a moment, then straightens, pushing himself up once more, to slip out of the heavy kimono.
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Oriya reaches to help him, quietly. He doesn't feel imposed upon at all.. just worried for Muraki. "Stop apologizing."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:13 am
When Oriya stood, Muraki grasped the host around the waist before he could disrobe.
The doctor looked deeply into his friend's eyes, before planting a gentle and yet incredibly meaningful kiss on the host's lips.
Muraki lingered for a moment, before smiling. "Call me if you need anything." he spoke, before releasing Oriya and moving to collect some of his things.
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Muraki turned to look at Oriya, but his eyes were already bandaged.
The teen frowned. "Doushite? I'm troubling you... I always am."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:17 am
Oriya's eyes widen for a moment, sighing into the kiss a little. Nodding. "I will, of course." Quietly letting him go before slipping out of his clothes and laying back down, falling asleep almost instantly.
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"It isn't trouble to help you. What troubles me is when you're hurt." Intently, looking at him. "I want to protect you, Muraki-san."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:28 am
His bag packed, Muraki stopped by Oriya's bedside.
The host was adorable when asleep, something that Muraki had noticed instantly about him.
"Arigatou..." the doctor whispered, brushing Oriya's hair back gently.
He took in the man's features, burning them into his memory... before leaving the room silently.
He hailed a taxi outside of the restaurant, knowing that soon... he would be involved in the performance of a lifetime.
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"Kazutaka..." the teen whispered, his hands clenching the comforter of his bed in his fingers. "Call me Kazutaka, Oriya-kun... onegai?"
He felt so close to his friend, far closer than he had ever been to anyone in his life.
But to still be addressed with so much respect.
"I know you want to protect me... demo..." Muraki shook his head slightly. "I don't want you to live your life always trying to protect me. I want you to have your own life... I don't want to take that from you."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:39 am
"Kazutaka-san.." His tone isn't very warm though, almost warning. "The only thing you're taking from me right now is sleep. Really, you're making things quite difficult, you know."
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Inoue, meanwhile, is practicing the piece for the concert, seriously. Blocking everything out but his music, very much a perfectionist on that score.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:50 am
Muraki sighed in frustration, "Hai..." he whispered, before laying down and pulling the comforter up to his chin. "Oyasumi nasai, Oriya."
There was a hint of anger in the teen's voice, but it was truly more like disgust at himself.
He wanted Oriya to understand him more than anything...
He wanted Oriya to be close, to be the only person he ever saw, to always be there...
But Muraki knew that was selfish.
Oriya had to live his life. He couldn't keep following Muraki around forever.
All sorts of ideas passed through his mind as he lay there.
Studying abroad.
Relocating to Tokyo, as he had planned.
Something.
Anything.
But deep down, he was afraid.
To leave Oriya, would be to lose him... and that nearly broke Muraki's heart.
Without realizing it, the bandages about his eyes were now ever-so-slightly, wet with tears.
He had given Oriya the cold shoulder... and now, Muraki regretted the last few words he had said.
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When Inoue's violin had ceased it's musical tones, there was clapping from behind the violinist.
Muraki stood in the doorway, leaning slightly against the frame.
"Bravo, Inoue-kun." he spoke with a slight smile. "I can see your practice hasn't gone to waste now... has it?"
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(((OOC: I guess I kinda want to explain my teenage Muraki. He's uber afraid of Oriya leaving him, but at the same time, is afraid that he's doing to Oriya, exactly what Saki did to him... making him into a caged bird of sorts. Due to this conflict in his own heart... teenage Muraki's having a lot of issues. He doesn't know if he can trust Saki at all anymore, and he's still reeling from nearly being killed by that thief. He doesn't want to be alone, but he doesn't want to be a burden either. Poor guy...)))
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 6:45 pm
Oriya doesn't pay it any attention, simply sliding his arm around Muraki's waist lightly and settling down next to him. He's content like this, having a very solid idea of what his life will be like. He hopes Muraki will choose to be a part of it... though he's under no illusion that he will be able to hold the other to this forever.
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Inoue looks back, startled. He hadn't heard the doctor come in. Frowning ever-so-slightly over that, though of course he's glad to see him, smiling almost instantly after. "Of course not, sensei."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:02 pm
"Oriya?" Muraki whispered, the teen fearing he might wake his friend.
The arm around his waist was comforting, and he pressed back against the other teen slightly, taking solace in the embrace.
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Smiling, Muraki entered the room fully. "Are you ready to play?" he asked, seriously. "Are you ready to help me finally achieve my goals?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:07 pm
"Yes?" In a voice that very clearly shows that he wasn't asleep.. far from it, actually. just thinking, really.
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Inoue nods without the slightest bit of hesitation. "I am, sensei."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:10 pm
"If I ever do something... or ask something... that you don't want to do... you would tell me, ne?" the teen asked softly. "I mean... you'd... you wouldn't give up your will for me, right?"
He prayed that Oriya said no.
He didn't want his friend's will... blind obedience was something Muraki never wanted to see in Oriya.
~ ~ ~
"Good." Muraki replied, his smile still in place.
He moved forward, putting a hand on the teen's shoulder. "I think you'll enjoy this job this time, Inoue... two for the price of one, after all."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:32 pm
Oriya snorts a little, smiling. "course I wouldn't do that. Idiot." Yawning a little, he nuzzles into his neck. "I'm here because I want to be. Don't worry so much. I don't do things that I don't want to do."
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"Of course." He smiles brightly, leaning into the touch a little. Whatever makes his sensei happy....
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 7:37 pm
The honesty in his friend's voice made Muraki blush slightly. "Sou desu..." he whispered, turning slightly to where he was facing Oriya.
Or at least he thought he was.
Reaching one hand up, he gently placed it on his friend's cheek. How the teen managed that however, was beyond him.
"Arigatou."
~ ~ ~
"So tell me... how do you plan to kill them?" Muraki asked softly. "I'd like to see how you want to do it."
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 8:15 pm
"There's no need to thank me, Muraki-san." Quietly, he turns his face into the hand, letting out a breath, lips against the other's palm. "I'd just like you to accept that I care for you. That's all."
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Inoue smiles a little.. taking the moment to slip his violin away. "I thought I'd kill the empath last... torture his friend to death first, for him to see..."
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