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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:32 pm
"Fine." Micheal didn't say specifically what he was agreeing to, that in turn was part of his nature. In truth, he was curious about this scientist. In truth, he didn't really intend on seriously hurting anyone or anything, not when fear was so much of a thrill for him. "Who i thi Enma and why would he be spying on you?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:42 pm
"So that's it? You're going to run away?" Muraki asked, sitting up and watching Tsuzuki closely. "At least you had a reason to kill them..."
Sighing, the doctor stood and paced the room, not looking at the shinigami.
How could he?
"You killed them out of self defense... I did so out of... pleasure..." just saying that final word almost made Muraki sick, and he was half tempted to run to the bathroom.
Luckily however, it seemed he had a stronger constitution than he thought.
"You've made me remember the hell I've put you and others through, the murders and the experiments... the sheer twisted pleasure I seemingly derived from it all... and now you're going to run off an disappear because I asked why you could ever compare yourself to a monster like me?" turning, silver gaze focused and determined, Kazutaka shook his head, "Don't make me think you a coward, Tsuzuki-san... If I can face my own demons... so can you."
~ ~ ~
The scientist stared at the demon in complete surprise. "How can you not know who he is?" Watari asked, his voice soft and... well... obviously confused.
Confusion tended to be the easiest read emotion on the blond, after all.
"Lord of Meifu? Enma Daiou-sama? The being who passes judgment on all who die?" Watari folded his arms over his chest. "I've never met a demon who didn't know who he was and, to clarify, he's my boss... it's obvious he would be spying on someone who's on probation."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:52 pm
((OOC: my s key fails))
Micheal shrugged noncommitally, "Never had anything to do with him. He's not my overlord. Although if you want to get technical I'm as good as dead to him anyway, that's assuming you can kill a demon." There was a trace of something rather like fear on the demon's face for a brief moment before it vanished. "Why are you on probation anyway?" The demon was more than willing to change the subject.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:55 pm
"You can kill a demon." Watari replied, moving to sit down on the sofa.
He leaned back, rather enjoying the chance for a civil conversation for once with an adversary.
"I've seen it happen myself... messy business though, I wouldn't recommend it unless there's no other way." the scientist smirked, wondering if that put a tad of fear in the back of Micheal's mind. "As for why... I hacked into the information system which controls all of Meifu. Granted it was for a case and I had help... Enma-sama wants to make a show of it though so that it doesn't happen again... not like anyone BUT me could even do it... since I designed the damn thing."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:59 pm
"Be strong...be strong...be strong..." the shinigami coached himself mentally.
Unfortunately, he wasn't strong. Muraki was the stronger of the two, and as much as Tsuzuki desired to be there for the man, his own weakness was getting the better of him.
"I'm so sorry, I am a coward..." the whimper was nearly a whisper.
"I'm scared...I...don't know what to say. You will just get angry, no matter what I say. I don't want you to hate me, and I don't know how to do anything but run away."
Sad truth was that it was a true statement. Tsuzuki had always been one to run away, only choosing to truly stand his ground and be strong when someone else's life was in danger, or near to it.
For another moment, Tsuzuki stood there looking at Muraki, then he sat back down on the bed.
"I won't run away, ok? If you...need or want me...I promise I won't leave. Come to me? Please?" he held out his hand, inviting the doctor to come back to his side.
Deep down, the emotions inside of Tsuzuki were churning, winding themselves into a near overwhelming anxiety. Fear of saying anything else kept him silent for the moment, waiting until he was spoken to. His gut was still telling him to run away, but his heart made him stay. Fear be damned, Tsuzuki refused to push Muraki to the side for anything, ever.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:05 pm
"You aren't running." Muraki spoke, pushing his glasses up with one finger. "I suppose you're less a coward than I..." the man smiled slightly, but it was sad.
So very sad.
"I couldn't run from my memories... because no one understands them... no one knows them as you do. I have nowhere to run."
'I can't even run to Oriya now...' the doctor thought, and that notion only made him even more depressed.
Moving back to the bed Kazutaka took Tsuzuki's hand gently. "Gomen nasai, Tsuzuki-san..." the silver haired man whispered before placing soft kisses along the shinigami's knuckles. "I don't know what to do... because just like you... I fear that the next day will bring..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:05 pm
"Huh. You designed it? How'd your bossman even know you hacked into it? Or was it one of those instances where someone walked in on you?" Micheal chuckled and stretched, making his shoulders crack with a slightly distressing sound. Oddly enough, he was interested in the possibility of destroying a demon. If he could get his hands on that information, not even his overlord would dare stand against him. But how could he get his hand on such knowledge without tipping the blond off that he had found something as interesting as his missing former lover.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:15 pm
Speechless as he was, Tsuzuki still responded the best way he could. For each kiss Muraki placed on his knuckles, Tsuzuki returned one to the line of Muraki's jaw.
"Don't be afraid." purple eyes met silver, and the expression coming from Tsuzuki spoke of loyalty, honesty, and genuine caring and understanding.
"I've never seen you afraid of anything before...you always told me not to be afraid...before...but I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you, and we will deal with the memories, one way or another. I can't say what tomorrow has in store, but I can promise I will be there to see it through with you."
With that promise, Tsuzuki seemed to find a new strength, a new sort of confidence in himself. He could heal this man, help him, love him the way he obviously needed.
"Muraki..." he whispered before claiming the doctor's pale lips, gently pushing him back on the bed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:27 pm
"I'm not at liberty to explain HOW I did it, but lets just say he knew because he always knows." Watari sighed, putting his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the sofa. "See, MOTHER, the system, is impossible to hack without throwing up warning flags. I threw up a lot of them in my haste, and didn't even make it to the information I needed... but I was rather pressed for time at the, well, time."
~ ~ ~
He couldn't help it...
Muraki knelt down on the bed between Tsuzuki's legs, turning his neck to the side to allow the shinigami a clear kissable path. His own hand drew Tsuzuki's out and up to his lips once more, gently kissing each and every digit.
"If you can keep that promise..." Kazutaka whispered softly, "Then perhaps I have misjudged you all along..."
In truth, Muraki had thought of Tsuzuki as pushy, overly emotional, and a bit annoying.
Now however...
The shinigami was kind, caring, and sympathetic.
Exactly what the doctor ordered... literally.
It didn't take long until Tsuzuki was hovering over the silver haired man, and Kazutaka was looking up at the shinigami in slight surprise.
"Tsuzu..." but Muraki couldn't finish the man's name because his lips were now pressed pleasurably against the shinigami's own.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 10:50 pm
Warmth, pleasure, love...these feelings and sensations were so strong to Tsuzuki at the moment that he was absolutely losing himself to them. Not even thinking about it, he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into the other man's mouth, running it along his perfect teeth, dancing it along the doctor's sweet tongue. One hand tugged at silver hair as the other pulled away Muraki's tie, tossing it aside quickly before undoing his own and throwing it to join the other.
"Mmmm...Kazutaka...love you..." was all that was half-mumbled before Tsuzuki fell to biting at Muraki's lower lip, fingers working at an inhumanly fast pace undoing the buttons of the doctor's shirt.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 11:03 pm
Should he stop?
Should he just tell Tsuzuki that this was moving too quickly...
Should...
Muraki couldn't even keep a train of through as Tsuzuki slipped his deliciously warm tongue between the man's lips. He pressed his lips against those of the shinigami, hard, his own tongue encircling and caressing that of the other.
A soft moan escaped Kazutaka, his fingers tangling in Tsuzuki's hair as he pulled the man closer.
It was a sudden whirlwind of passion that took over the doctor's usually logical thinking. Here he was, alone and incredibly depressed... and this amethyst-eyed immortal was trying everything in his power to cheer him up.
Everything...
His tie was gone, and it took Muraki a few moments to realize that Tsuzuki had just stripped the doctor of his shirt now.
Lithe fingers moved quickly as Kazutaka unbuttoned Tsuzuki's own shirt, pushing it away to reveal the shinigami's flawless skin.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 4:27 am
It took six seconds, no more, no less, for Tsuzuki to glance over Muraki's pale chest before he fell to licking the pert buds of flesh as he simultaneously stripped Muraki and himself of their lower garments. Truth be told, the shinigami had never moved with such speed, accuracy, or grace as that that he seemed to possess in this moment. The usual amethyst of his eyes had darkened to a royal indigo, glinting seductively in the low light of the hotel room.
"I want...all of you..." the usually cheerful voice came out as a husky moan, Tsuzuki's hand moving of its own volition down between Muraki's legs, grasping onto the arousal that was there.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:50 pm
Micheal chuckled, "So the hacker got his tail set on fire did he?"
The demon leaned back and his shirt vanished. A small smirk stretched his lips as he listened to the blond. "I suppose you won't tell me why you were in a hurry either."
He ran a hand through his dark hair and tucked the loose strands behind one of his horns. Mainly he was trying to frustrate Watari for some reason he didn't quite realize.
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 8:23 pm
"Well, that's easy enough to figure out." Watari replied as he crossed his arms over his chest.
He wondered, not for the first time since confronting a demon, if their kind did something to the temperature in the air... since even in his long sleeved black shirt, the scientist was feeling a bit cold.
And he hated to be cold.
And how could this demon just sit there without a shirt on?
Wasn't he cold?!
"I didn't want to be caught as easily. The defenses aren't just something any hacker can break... they're physically and mentally challenging. I didn't have time to spend least myself and my partner become trapped in the system itself."
~ ~ ~
Muraki wasn't usually a very vocal partner.
He didn't speak much during sex... mainly because he and Oriya had been forced to hide their feelings for one another... not to mention their own intimate moments... for a lot of their earlier lives.
After all, the Mibu family couldn't have tolerated their son's choice in a partner... even if Kazutaka was a Muraki.
As the doctor realized now however... there was nothing to hide.
"Tsuzuki-san..." Muraki whispered, his voice low.
His body gave a slight twitch to the shinigami's roaming hand, and the silver haired man could do nothing more than arch his body into that of the amethyst-eyed man above him.
Lips parted as the doctor kissed a sensual line along Tsuzuki's throat, sucking on the skin enough to leave tiny marks.
"You... can have me..." Kazutaka spoke in a dark whisper, breaking his kisses for but a moment before he focused his attention on the slightly dipped area where the shoulder and neck met.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:50 am
'You can have me...'
Those words being spoken were like having a spell broken to Tsuzuki. Every doubt, every hesitation, every coherent thought even was wiped away from Tsuzuki's mind with the uttering of those words.
The warm lips against his skin became unbearable, almost burning him up with passion, and the shinigami's body trembled with excitement. Tugging on Muraki's hair to pull his head back, Tsuzuki captured his lips in a deep kiss before he pushed the doctor's legs back and took him, being gentle as he could be, but still quite rough as he was caught up in the moment.
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