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 Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:43 pm
YOHJI & RAN Yohji struts in like he owns the place. He looks around for soemthing to do.
Catching a familiar scent, Ran looks up from where he was curled up in the corner and growls softly at the sight of Yohji.
Seeing Ran Yohji wanders over to him. "Hey there. What'cha up to?"
"Was sleeping." Ran mutters, closing his eyes again and trying to ignore the blond.
Yohji grins. Leaning over he gently scratches behind Ran's ears. "Poor kitty."
Growls and slaps Yohji's hand away. "Don't touch me, Kudoh!"
Settles down next to Ran with a bright smile. "Whatever you say."
Ran sighs. "What do you want?"
Slips a unlit cigarette into his mouth and keeps on smiling. "I want something?"
"That grin usually means you want something.. or have done something incredibly stupid, which, knowing you, is also possible."
Yohji looks as innocent as he can. "Me? I'm being very good. I'm just sitting here with my cigarette."
"You wouldn't know the meaning of the word, good." Ran mutters, glancing at the bunny then looking back to Yohji.
Yohji smiles wickedly. "Oh...I know a few things that are VERY good. Would you like a demonstration of them?"
"You're such a hentai." He glares and flicks his tail, looking away with the faintest blush.
Tilts his head to the side. "I'm the hentai? How did you know what I was thinking if you aren't hentai yourself?"
"... I've been around you too long." Ran muttered.
"Sure...it's all my fault. I'm so mighty I can make you think things you usually don't. Who do you think I am? Mastermind??"
"You're just a bad influence."
Smirks at Ran. "Hmmm...maybe you need a bad influence."
"............" He looks away again, curling up to hide his faint blush.
Yohji tries one finger down Ran's back. "No answer to that?"
Ran shivers slightly but holds back a purr. "Yohji.." he growls warningly.
Yohji smiles warmly and leans agains the wall next to Ran. "Hai?"
"Just shut up." He mutters.
"Ok." Yohji shuts up but continues to rub Ran's back.
"And don't touch me, I already told you that." Growls
"Mmmm....I heard you." Even as he says this he keeps on rubbing.
Ran sighs softly, the tip of his tail flicking slightly but remains quiet, given up on Yohji for now.
Yohji chuckles very softly and uses both his hands to massage Ran's back.
Ran starts to purr very, very softly
Looking amused Yohji keeps up the massage occasionally moving his hands to Ran's shoulders then back to his back.
Ran remains silent, except for his soft purr and a mutter that sounds like 'curse your talented hands'
Yohji chuckles softly. "This would be easier if you took off the shirt."
"Don't push your luck."
Yohji rests his chin on Ran's shoulder for a moment. "I said your shirt not your pants. It's hard getting at all the knots through the material is all."
"...I like my knots." ninja
Rolls his eyes. "You're kidding me, right? They have to hurt!"
"It distracts me from other things."
Finding a knot Yohji works on it. "Nani?"
"You wouldn't understand." He mutters, arching his back slightly to that touch.
Works on the knot until it's gone. "Try me. You might be surprised."
"Just forget it." He growls and shrugs his hands off.
Yohji frowns as he studies Ran's back. "If you insist.
"Why are you here anyway? I thought you'd be out with Mastermind."
Yohji lights his cigarette and puffs on it quielty. "Is is so hard to believe that Iw anted to see you?"
".......yes." Ran sighs softly, curling his tail around himself.
Blinking a bit he tilts his head to the side and studies Ran. "Why? I did want to see you. You might not consider me a friend of yours but I do consider you a friend of mine."
"Friend..." he almost sounded hurt by the word.
Blinks slightly. "Yeah...friend, comrade, teammate, etc...you're a lot of things to me. So I wanted to see you."
"Oh.." his ears droop slightly and he goes silent, more so than usual.
Yohji blinks at Ran and hugs him. "Why so depressed all of a sudden?"
".........."
Yohji rests his cheek against Ran's shoulder, "Well?"
Ran mutters very softly. "Don't want to be... friends."
Yohji slowly drops his arms from around Ran and steps back. "oh...I'll leave you alone then." he says in a sad voice.
"More than friends is good." He adds softly, not hearing Yohji's words.
Lost in his own miserable thoughts Yohji misses what Ran says and sits on the floor quietly staring at his feet.
He blinks at the silence he recieved and looks up. "Yohji...?" Ran's ears fold back. "Y-you don't like... that idea?" He whimpers, hurt.
Yohji blinks a bit then looks at Ran sadly, "What idea? You said you don't like me so I'm leaving you alone...just like you always tell me too. Heh...don't know why I kept on trying...not like you would ever like me."
Ran blinked and shook his head. "Iie.. I said I don't want to be friends.. I want to be.. more than friends, Yohji." He spoke softly, a blush forming on his cheeks as he said these words for the second time.
Yohji slowly raises his head looking shocked. "You...like me? Really?? I...I want to be more than friends too."
"Hai, Yohji." Ran said softly and looked down, crimson hair covering his eyes and hiding his blush which was growing.
A slow smile spreads across Yohji's face. Getting to his knees he wraps both his arms around Rans waist and rest his head on Ran's stomach.
Blinking at this behaviour, Ran sighed and started petting Yohji's hair lightly.
Yohji purrs softly. "Don't scare me like that again, Ran. I thought you really did hate me for a moment."
"Gomen, Yohji.."*~~* Ran walks in, looking for Yohji. Sighing softly when he sees his blond kitten isn't around he walks over to a couch and curls up behind it, going to to a half-sleep cat nap.
Yohji stays curled up in a ball in a fall corner purring softly as he dreams.
Ran yawns and mutters a soft 'shi-ne' in his sleep.
Yohji twitches in his sleep. He rolls over and into a plant which falls over with a loud bang. He wakes up suddenly with dirt and leaves all over him.
Ran blinks and wakes with a start at the noise, peeking up over the back of the couch, ears twitching slightly.
Yohji coughs pathectically and frowns down at what's left of the plant. "Ouch."
Sighing, he shook his head. "Baka, Yotan." Ran muttered, watching the blonde with an almost-smirk.
Yohji blinked over at Ran surprised he was here. "Ya know...you could ask if I'm ok. I might be hurt."
"Hn, not like this is the first time a plant fell on you." Ran disappears behind the couch again with what could only be described as an amused smirk.
Yohji mutters to himself and starts cleaning himself off.
Ran curls up again, tail flicking slightly.
Conutines to mutter as he finsihed wiping all the dirt and leaves off of himself.
"You're such a drama queen." Came Ran's voice from behind the couch.
"Better a drama queen then an angst princess." Yohji whispered. With a faint sigh he starts to stand. He gets partway up when a flare of pain makes him sit back down quickly.
"I heard that." Ran growls softly.
Frowning Yohji ignores Ran. He pulls his leg up to get a better look at it.
Padding out from behind the couch, he stretches slowly and crawls over to Yohji. "Fine.. let me have a look at it."
Yohji blinks over at Ran then stretches his leg towards the other cat. "Remind me not to sleep next to plants in glass pots. It's dangerous."
Ran just sighs softly. "It's only a few scratches." Violet eyes looked up at Yohji, dancing with amusement. "You think you'd not suffered worse, Yotan." He purrs, tail flicking slightly
Yohji's smile is slow but warm as he purrs, "Maybe I just wanted your hands on me. Are you going to kiss them and make them better?"
A crimson eyebrow lifts slightly as he appears to think about this then shook his head with a faint smile. "Yotan no baka."
Yohji smiled warmly, "So I dont' get a kiss?"
"Don't push your luck." He mutters, ducking his head to hide the faint blush behind his hair.
Yohji snorts and mutters, "If I didn't push I'd get no where at all with you..."
Ran blinked and frowned slightly, then sighs and leans in, pressing a light kiss to Yohji's cheek. "Better?"
Yohji looks shocked. One hand moves to touch his cheek where Ran's lips had been a moment ago. "Y-yeah. Better."
"Good." Ran quickly turned away and crawled back behind the couch before Yohji could further press the issue. Why in Kami's name did I do that?! *~~* Yohji sits quietly in a corner smoking.
Christmas glances over at Yohji, "Could you go smoke outside, please? Theres' a kid in here."
Yohji gives Christmas a look, "That's why I'm over here. Anyways...from what I see the kid IS pretty much smoke."
Christmas sighs, "Very well then, have it your way."
Yohji turns his head to blow smoke rings away from the kid.
Ran steps into the room, glances at Yohji, eyes narrowing slightly. "Outside with that, Kudoh."
Yohji sticks his tongue out at Ran and finishes off his cigarette.
Ran sits on a couch, tail flicking slightly and glaring at Yohji.
Yohji stares intently at Ran's twitching tail. He bats at it with a gentle paw.
Watches silently for now, tail flicking just that little bit more out of the blond's reach each time.
Yohji moves to his hands and knees crotching down a bit his own tail starting to twitch as he stalks Ran's.
Ran lifts an eyebrow in faint amusement, flicking his tail just out of reach everytime Yohji thinks he's about to catch it.
Yohji keeps trying to get Ran's tail, "It will be mine! Oh yes...it will be!"
Ran rolls his eyes and continues to tease Yohji. "So you're only after my tail?"
Still staring intently at Ran's tail, "At the moment yes. I figured if I went after other parts it'd be SHINE KUDOH!"
"More or less." Ran smirked amused, continuing to keep his tail out of Yohji's reach
"Right...so your tail is safetest. Anyways...it's mocking me." makes another grab and misses.
"You just don't seem to be good enough, Yohji." He purrs softly.
Yohji goes into what Bali refers to as wigglebutt mode and pounces. He misses Ran's tail completely and ends up in the other cats lap. He blinks up at Ran cutely.
Ran pulls Yohji up so the blond is sitting on his lap. "You're cute when you're like that." He purrs softly.
Yohji purrs happily at Ran and nuzzles his cheek.
Ran blushes very softly and closes his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:43 pm
DAITHI, ODE, & XIANG Daithi wanders in and looks around. He sees too familiar cats and snorts softly in amusement at their antics.
Xiang wandered around to see if anyone else was there that he could meet. He sighed and started to feel lonely again. "Who else would I meet this time?"
The mer was resting in the large aquarium, he was peering through the glass, watching those that walked by, every now and then he would surface, his dark hair framing his face, his eyes seeming to glow as he leaned on the aquarium his fins splashing in the water.
Daithi sees the mer and stares surprised. He'd never seen anything like him before. He moves closer for a better look.
The little spirit wandered closer to Mana and another unfamiliar face with a mixed color of green and red strands. "Ah...hello...?" He tried to speak.
Daithi blinks at the spirit then smiles gently. "Hello. I'm Daithi. Who are you?"
The Mer, seeing someone coming his direction, someone he didn't know, dove into the deeper part of the aquarium, his long tail splashing water out and onto the floor and anyone close enough. He spoke to the mine of the spirit, "forgive me...there are strangers about...."
Xiang softly smiled back at the bunny. "I'm Xiang Mei. It's nice to meet you, Daithi." Meanwhile, he understood Mana's reason once he spoke to the spirit in his mind.
Daithi turns a bit and sees that the mer has moved away. "Oh! Did I scare him? I didn't mean to. I've just never seen anything like him before."
Mana slowly swam to the top of the water, not breaking through but still watching. "this one...he knows what I am...how is that...? why the fastination...?"
"He's just not used to strangers, that's all," Xiang said to Daithi, slightly scratchy his head. "But yes, he is pretty."
"He's a friend of yours then? I've heard of his kind but I didn't think they're were real." Daithi moves a little ways away from the mer trying to make him feel better.
"We just met not too long ago, but once you get to know him he's an interesting Mer," Xiang smiled. "So, Daithi, what are you doing out here all by yourself?"
Daithi bounces a bit grinning brightly. "Nothing. Got bored back at my place so I decided to go for a walk. How 'bout you?"
Mana dove down deeper and swam quickly up, nearly flying out of the water. He did a backflip inthe air landing with a hard splash sendng water flying.
Daithi blinks down at his lights to make sure none of them went out. He then wrings out his hair and looks at the mer. "Ummm...were we ignoring you? I'm sorry."
Xiang giggled lightly after watching Daithi bounce for a bit. "Oh I'm just hoping that I would meet new friends," he smiled, "like what I'm doing right now." He then glanced at Mana doing a graceful flip before splashing back into the water.
Daithi grins brightly at Xiang. "I'm always happy to meet new friends."
The mer watched from the water, this time moving to rest on a rock that happened to be standing up in it. He laid out there and watched the two talk. "forgive...I'm not one for conversation..."
Daithi laughs. "That's ok. I'm sorry if I scared you earlier...I was just surprised."
"Me too!" Xiang looked at Mana and smiled.
Mana simply watched and nodded to the others, his tail moved about in the water making waves. "you land walkers...confuse me so..."
Daithi winks in amusement. "And I always was a stange one."
*~~* Ryba leans against the side of the tank and looks around.
Ryba watches everyone come in quielty.
"Who are these strange people?" Xiang whimpered while glancing around nervously.
Daithi bounces in front of Xiang. "More friends of course! Hello again little one. " smile
"Hi, Daithi!" Xiang was at least happy to see him as he glomped him.
Odhiambo sighed while wandering around the shop in silence. He had never thought he would see so many people here. "Hmph," he smirked a little.
Daithi chuckles in amusement.
Ryba barely blinked as he watched everyone. You might almost mistake him for a statue he was so still.
"How are you?" Xiang smiled at Daithi.
Daithi plays with his lights and grins happily. "I'm well. Nice to see new faces. You?"
"I'm okay.. I guess..." Xiang replied softly. "It's just the new people make me nervous, especially that guy." The spirit later pointed to Odhiambo.
The brown Egyptian wolf was preoccupied with his contemplations about this place. He ignored the fact he was being pointed at by Xiang.
Daithi blinks at the wolf for a minute. Then he wolfwhistles quietly. Looking back at Xiang he gives him a gentle smile. "Why?"
Ryba slips underwater for a moment then comes back up and goes back to his people watching.
Xiang whispered something in Daithi's ear. "He seems big and scary, like he'll do something horrible."
Daithi blinks at that surprised. "You shouldn't judge someone by appearance, little one. Unless he actually did something to you I'm pretty certain he's safe."
Xiang lowered his head down, blushing in embarrassment. "I suppose you're right...maybe he is harmless..."
"I'm just saying until he actually does something give him a chance." Daithi smiles gently and stares as a raccoon goes flying past him to tackle the demon that just appeared. (1)
Daithi studies the wolf quietly. "We could try to talk to him and find out."
Xiang had clung close to Daithi nodding. "It wouldn't hurt..."
Odhiambo was still sitting alone, lost in thought.
Daithi smiles gently and pulls Xiang over to the wolf. "Hello there. I'm Daithi."
The quiet wolf came back to reality once someone started talking to him. "Hello there," he spoke in a deep voice. He noticed a small yet shy spirit behind Daithi. He smiled a little. "Who's the young one behind you?"
Daithi gently pulls Xiang forward. "Are you going to introduce yourself, little one?"
"Ahh...err...right," Xiang gulped as he looked at the wolf. "I'm Xiang Mei..."
"It's very nice to meet you both, Daithi and Xiang Mei. I'm Odhiambo," he nodded slightly to the spirit and bunny.
Daithi blinks and tries to pronounce Odhiambo's name. He fails miserably.
Odhiambo sweatdropped as he and Xiang failed to pronounce his African name.
"May we just call you Odie instead?" Xiang asked politely. "It sounds easier. Sorry."
"Odie? Isn't that a dog?" Daithi looks at Xiang curiously.
Odhiambo laughed at the suggested nickname. "I don't mind being called Odie. But Ode sounds more suitable, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't have a problem with that," Xiang smiled. "Do you, Daithi?"
Daithi smiles warmly, "I have no problems with Ode. At least I can say it!"
"Ode it is then," the wolf smiled back at both of them.
"I'm pleased to meet you as well, Ode," Xiang giggled. "Are you always this quiet?"
Daithi is very happy that Xiang had been wrong about Ode.
"Usually I'm not," Odhiambo answered to Xiang. "Although getting lost in thought does tend to make me not talk much."
"You could always talk to me and Daithi if there's something on your mind. We won't bite," Xiang beamed.
"I'm always willing to talk. And I can introuduce you to some others. Like Ronin and Jayvyn they're nice though Jayvyn tends to be shy."
"I'd be more than honored of course," Odhiambo nodded at the offer.
Xiang blinked when Daithi mentioned their names. "How come I've never met them before?"
Daithi chuckles quietly. "They haven't been around lately. I'll introuduce you to them as soon as I see them again."
Xiang smiled. "Okay. I'll wait."
Odhiambo just chuckled at his new friends.
"Don't worry, little one. You'll like them. Ronin is a lot of fun and Jayvyn sings beautifully...just don't let him know you're listening. He'll stop."
"I'll just have to be quiet then, yes?"
Daithi chuckles quietly. "Yes. I've caught him at it a few times. It's really a pity he doesn't do it more. He has a great voice."
"He should sing for everyone one day if he has this great voice," Odhiambo pondered.
"Yes he really should!" Xiang said excitedly. "I wanna hear him sing!"
Daithi shakes his head faintly. "He's really shy. I've tried telling him he's good but he turns the same color as Ronin's hair and hides."
"He shouldn't have to be so shy about his talent," Odhiambo tilted his head slightly. "...or anything for that matter."
"Awww...poor guy..."
Daithi shrugs slightly, "He's always been the shy one. It embarrses him that I don't wear clothes. Ronin just finds it amusing."
He's been noticing that Daithi had never worn any clothes, but that didn't bother him much.
Daithi toys with one of his lights. A faint frown mars his features. "Jayvyn has different colored eyes. People used to make fun of him for that when he was younger. I think that's why he's shy now."
Xiang pouted a little. "That's not a reason to make fun of him..."
"I agree. I happen to like his eyes. Some people are just cruel."(1) Schuldig/Farfarello post contines from here.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:47 pm
SCHULDIG & FARFARELLO Daithi smiles gently and stares as a raccoon goes flying past him to tackle the demon that just appeared. (1)
"FARFARELLO!" said raccoon yells as he sits on the demon.
Farfarello was pondering ideas on what else he should do to hurt God while walking into the shop. It didn't take him very long to figure out whose voice it was as the racoon sat on him. "Schuldig, is that you?"
The raccoon smirked down at the demon, "You mean there are others who are insane enough to tackle you?"
Farfarello smirked at the raccoon, very amused by this. "Insanity is not enough to hurt God, but it's a start."
Schuldig tosses his head a bit still smirking. "And how shall we hurt god today, Mein Freund?
"We can do a lot of things," Farfarello answered. "There's kidnapping and torturing other anthros..." He chuckled darkly at the thought of that.
Schuldig shurgs slightly. "Don't you ever get bored doing the same thing?"
"Not when it comes to torturing them," Farfarello shrugged as well.
Schuldig shifts into a more comfortable position on top of Farfarello. "Hmmmm...I prefer messing with their minds."
"Hmmm...someone from Weiss perhaps?" Farfarello suggested in thought. "I would love to hear them scream in agonizing pain. How about playing with a certain kitty? What was his name again...Yohji, wasn't it?"
Schuldig looks around, "I don't see one...do you?"
Yohji sits quietly on the floor staring into the tank. He thought he saw a large fish in there and he was curious.
Farfarello noticed Yohji looking at the fish, flashing a dark smile. "Then why is he here right in front of us hmm?" he said to Schuldig while looking at the kitten.
Yohji sees a flicker of movement in the tank and leans over it peering into the water and not noticing anything else around him.
Schuldig looks over and sees Yohji. A slow evil smile curves his lips. "Well, well, well...whatever shall we do about that?"
"Let's get him," Farfarello licked his lips.
Yohji makes a quick grab at one of the fish but misses. He frowns in concentration and his tail twiches.
Schuldig licks his lips as he climbs off of Farfarello. "Oh lets."
Farfarello stood up and licked one of his long fingernails in anticipation. He carefully snuck up on Yohji while he wasn't looking.
Schuldig stayed one step behing Farfarello wondering what the madman had in mind and quite willing to help.
When Farfarello stepped closer to Yohji, he grabbed Yohji from behind and smiled darkly. "Having fun with the fish, kitty?"
Yohji jerked in surprise. He turned his head enough to see who had a hold of him. "Berserker!"
Schuldig smirks evilly as he steps forward, "Don't forget me, kitty."
Yohji glares at the two. "Let me go!"
Farfarello kept his grasp on Yohji. "Oh I don't think so," he smirked. "We're going to have lots of fun with you."
Alistaire padded quietly through the main shop, blinking when he saw two anthros apparently attacking another. Frowning, he walked over, and though he was quite a bit smaller than, well, pretty much all of them, he said, "Hey! Leave him alone!" He even went so far as to put his tea and crackers on the nearest table so he could try and grab a hold of Farfarello's jacket and tug.
Yohji struggles trying to get away. He kicks out at Schuldig.
Schuldig leaps back and narrows his eyes a bit. "A feisty one I see...you'll be fun to break."
Farfarello growled as an anthro pulled on his jacket. He turned his head and tried to whack at him with his wing. "Stay out of this!"
Ali was not a fighter, but he saw the wing coming and tightened his grasp on Farfarello's jacket, giving a little cry as the wing collided with his side, even his poor little face. It made him lose his balance, but he still hung onto that jacket, planting his feet even if he was all but hanging off of it now, "N-no! Leave him a-a-lone!"
Schuldig looks over at Alistaire and shakes his head faintly. "You don't want to fight with us. It isn't smart at all."
Yohji struggles against Farfarello, "No! Leave him alone!"
"If you don't let go then I'll have to make you!" Farfarello was getting annoyed with Alistaire already. He swung his tail to hit hard at his side to knock him out of the way.
Yohji kicks Farfarello in the knee hoping to distract him.
Schuldig watches everything with a smirk.
"Let go, Alistaire," Valentino says quietly, suddenly finding himself coming to the aid of a fellow uke and a seme-uke in the face of two others... Not a good idea. On the other hand, no one else has come to their aid -- and, he knew this to be Iggy's lover. Not a good idea to leave him unprotected. The dark angel's wings are spread out behind him, a gloved hand gently on the bunnyboy's arm, his clawed metallic left out in the general direction of Schuldig and Farfarello and glistening dimly. "Please sir felines. Do no violence within the walls of this shop. Either take it outside or call a truce."
Yohji was a fool to even trying to hurt Farfarello. "A little help here, Schuldig?" He did his best to keep his hold on Yohji and moving the kid out of the way.
Schuldig smiles at Valentino. "We'd be happy to take it outside. Wouldn't we, Kitten?"
Yohji starts to protest then glances at Alistaire and Valentino. Not wantint them to get hurt he starts struggling. "Hai...we'll go outside."
Schuldig smirks as he wraps his arm around Yohji's waist and waits for Farfarello to let go so that they can walk outside.
"Heh." Farfarello loosened his grip on Yohji, ready to walk outside.
Valentino offers his hand to help Ali to his feet, not breaking his eye contact with the cats. His red eyes narrow as Yohji agrees to go outside. "You don't have to go with them," he says quietly, voice muffled by the cloth hiding his face.
Yohji mutters something but starts to walk out the door trying to ignore Schuldig's arm around his waist.
Schuldig keeps on smiling and waves to the others as they walk out.
Alistaire blinks up at Valentino, his side and shoulder aching, his fingers all stiff from clinging to Farfarello's jacket. At the decision to go outside, he starts and exclaims, "But they're just going to hurt him! It's not fair, two on one! It isn't!" He still doesn't let go of Farfarello's jacket, though by now it may be a simple fact that he really can't. His fingers are a little stuck.
Ran walks in from another room and looks around for his friend before finding a empty seat and sitting down silently, away from the others.
Farfarello grabbed Alistaire's hand, forcing him to let go of his jacket before pushing him away. "Annoying little brat," he muttered as he walked out of the shop with Schuldig and Yohji.
Schuldig keeps a strong hold on Yohji making sure he can't run.
Yohji's hand creeps towards his watch as he stares straight ahead not wanting to look at Schuldig or Farfarello.(1) From above post
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:52 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Zelgadis Greywords sneaks silently into the shop, eyes flicking around over the cover of his mask, cape snugly tucked around his fox tail as he looked for a darkened corner to sit and watch everyone. He hated crowds, but hated them more when he sense a certain Mazoku around. 'Great... Where the hell is he hiding...?' He thought to himself, eyes narrowed dangerously. If Xellos came near him, he was gonna get fireballed back to hell.
Xelloss sits quietly on the rafter above Zelgadis with a wicked smirk on his lips. He wondered how long it would take the other to notice him. "hmmm....how much trouble can I get into here?" he said quietly to himself.
Zelgadis froze in place, a shiver racing down his back as he felt the stare from somewhere close by. "Where are you you goddamned fruitcake..." He muttered softly, a growl forming deep in his throat. The fox was no one to be trifled with this day, it was plain to see from his stance. His wings were folded tightly against his back, helping to hold the cloak down over his tail.
Stretching out on the rafter Xelloss reaches down and lightly tugs on Zel's hood. It had been a while since he had seen the other. He wondered how long it would take to get a Ra-Tilt thrown at him.
Zelgadis jumped backwards, hood falling off the top of his head with the motion, arms set and prepared to cast the Rah-Tilt at Xellos. "Damn fruitcake... What the hell do you want, Xellos?!" He growled, the glow getting brighter by the minute. He didn't dare launch it just yet. It wasn't strong enough, in his opinion, to do any real damage to the Mazoku General.
Xelloss tsks at Zelgadis, "Now, now. No reason to be so violent. It would be a shame to burn this place down. All these innocent people might get hurt. As for what I want...Sore wa, himitsu desu!" he said with a wink.
Zelgadis growls again, allowing the spell to flare once more before banishing it in favor of a good old fashioned fireball. This he DID throw at Xellos, not really caring if it set the building on fire or not, as long as it made the Mazoku MOVE. He also swiftly pulled the hood of his cloak back up over his face, eyes narrowing further. He knew the ball wouldn't hit Xellos, since the Mazoku hadn't really been taken by surprise.
Xelloss watches the fireball come towards him. He is only slightly surprised. He had expected a Ra-Tilt. For a moment he thought about letting it hit him just so that he could play invalid but no...that probably wouldn't work. He hoped off the rafter and sat next to Zelgadis before the other could blink, "Now that wasn't very nice, Zelchan."
Zelgadis growls, then shoots out a fist, attempting to deck Xellos in the face for getting close to him and calling him 'Zel-chan'. "Goddamned demon..." He knew his anger and hate weren't helping matters, since Xellos was most likely feeding off his emotions right this very second.
Xelloss caught Zelgadis' hand in his own. Holding it gently he smiled at the other. "Shall we dance, Zelchan?" Still smiling he waited to see just how mad Zelgadis would get.
Zel growls deeper, attempting to yank his arm away from Xellos. "And why the hell would I want to dance, especially with you? Let go of me now, Xellos." He growled, his face mere inches from Xellos' own. If the other didn't let go, Zel would have to find some creative way of making him let go. It would make Zel feel sick to his stomach, but if it came down to it, he'd have to do it.
Xelloss tugs gently on Zelgadis' hand but doesn't release it. "Mmm...because it's fun? It's also hard to hear another person talk while you're dancing so you wouldn't have tolisten to me anymore."
Zel narrows his eyes even more, trying to bring himself to think things through before acting. "You just want an excuse to rub up against me, you pervert." He snarls, ears flicking back. He'd give Xellos ONE last chance to let go, and if he didn't... Zel would have to put his plan into action.
Xelloss shakes his head in mock sorrow and kept his grip on the other. "Ahh Zelchan. You are wearing far too much clothing for that to be any fun."
Zel struggles a bit more, trying to pull his arm away from Xellos. Finding it futile, he sighs and resorts to the plan he'd been thinking of. It certainly wouldn't be anything Xellos would expect, especially considering how Zel had been acting towards him in just the last few minutes. His face was still inches from Xellos', so, he just closed the distance between them and kissed the Mazoku, eyes half-closed as he watched and waited for Xellos' reaction.
Xelloss waited smirked faintly at Zelgadis. He braced himself for a punch and was rather surprised when he got a kiss instead. Ahhh...he expects me to be shocked. In truth he was rather shocked but he was not going to let this opptunity escape him. Tilted his head slightly he returned Zelgadis' kiss.
Zel's eyes snapped open and he tried to jump back, away from Xellos as the other started to kiss him back. 'This is NOT how the plan was supposed to go!' He thought rapidly to himself, before he raised his other arm slightly, doubled the hand into a fist, and attempted to slam Xellos in the stomach with it.
Xelloss quickly caught Zel's other hand. He yanked him against his chest and finsihed the kiss. Pulling away slightly he looked fully into Zel's eyes. "Well if all you wanted was a kiss you could have asked, Zelchan."
Figuring a Ra-Tilt was coming up soon he releashed Zelgadis quickly and sat back down in the chair. Acting like nothing unusual had happened he looked around. "So...that was a no to dancing, right?"
Zelgadis jumps away from Xellos as soon as the other released him, reaching up to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth in disgust. "I was trying to get you to let me go, damnit... And no, I don't want to dance with you." He growls, pulling his mask and hood back up since they had fallen in Zel's struggle before the kiss. "Why don't you go find Gourry and fascinate him?" He snarls, stalking off to sit in corner by himself, pulling a mug and a thermos out from behind him, under his cape, pours himself a mug of the liquid in the thermos, then pulls the mask down far enough to sip the steaming contents as his eyes flicked angril back over to Xellos.
Xelloss rolls his eyes slightly. Why is it always the pissy ones that interest me. Walking over to Zelgadis he sat down across from him. "Because Gourry doesn't interest me."
Zel's eyes narrowed again as the demon sat himself across from him. "And why do I interest you so damn much, Namagomi?" He growled out, hand clenching convulsively on his mug and shattering it. "s**t... Now look what you made me do." He mutters, dusting bits of glass into one of the pouches on his belt so he could throw them away later.
"Hmmm...you've finally asked me something hard, Zelchan. There are so many ways you are much more interesting than the swordsman. For one I don't have to explain myself every other word.
Zel blinks, one stoney eyebrow raising slightly. "You mean you haven't found anyone smarter than Gourry besides me? I find THAT hard to believe." He mutters, snorting slightly as he folds his arms over his chest. "Fine, go on.. What else keeps you from focusing on someone else for your torture?"
"Oh...I've found others smarter. You only asked about Gourry. I've wondered myself why I always came back to you. I finally decided that either I love you or it's that you can dish it out as well as take it." Xelloss smirks waiting for Zelgadis' response.
Zel raises the other eyebrow slightly, then shakes his head. "It's the damn stone skin. I'm STILL looking for a cure for that, no thanks to you burning the Claire Bible on me, trash heap." He snarls, drinking coffee out of the thermos since his cup had been broken earlier.
"No it isn't. I wasn't talking physically I was talking mentally. And I told you...the spell you wanted wasn't in there. Did you think Ilied to you about something that important, Zelchan?" Xelloss' face was perfectly bland.
Zel narrows his eyes again. "Yeah, I do think you'd lie. Because you are a Mazoku, and a Mazoku as high ranked as you couldn't tell the truth if it jumped up and bit you in the a**."
Xelloss blinked slowly. Should I say it or not? he thought to himself. . . "Speaking of things biting my a**..."
Zel narrows his eyes again. "What now?" He growls, wondeirng what Xellos was up to now.
"I wouldn't mind." Xelloss pulled a drink out of thin air and sipped at it. Waiting to see what Zelgadis would say to that. I am so getting Ra-tilted for that. he thought with a chuckle.
Zel snorts and takes another sip of his coffee. "Find someone else to do it. I'm not interested in biting a Mazoku. Especially not one I wouldn't trust to guard my back in a fight."
"Zelgadis...did it ever occur to you that hating someone for something they have no control of is rather stupid? People have problems with that stone skin of yours which isn't something you asked for. It's a pity more people don't realize that. If they did maybe you wouldn't be so eager to change yourself for a bunch of fools." Taking another sip of his drink Xel looked over Zel's shoulder at the wall behind him.
Zel glares and stands up, jerking his hood and mask back up again, back ramrod straight. "I asked for power. I got it. It wasn't what I had expected, but it IS what I deserve for asking such a thing of my great-grandfather. Finding a CURE, well, that's my job, and mine alone. I look like a monster, therefore I'm treated like one, whether I was turned or born this way. YOU at least look human, can pass for one except for that damn annoying habit of yours of going everywhere with your eyes closed." He then leaned back against the wall, arms folded across his chest.
Xelloss twirls his glass in one hand and continues to stare at the wall. "Actually...in a way that proves my point. You are not a monster and yet you say you look like one. I disagree with that by the way. I am a monster and yet I don't look like one. So people will accept me before you...which proves they are fools."
Slowly turning towards Zel he met his eyes, "You asked for power. That is true. You didn't ask for skin of stone and hair of wire. I think I know you were enough to know that if you knew what he was going to do you would have said no. Or am I wrong?"
Zel shook his head. "No, you aren't wrong. If I had known I would become a monster, I would have told him no. But, then again, I wouldn't be able to use magic, and probably would have died by now considering everything I've been put through. Hell... I DID die once, even looking this way, and it took that annoying brat to bring me back." The only other person he disliked as much as Xellos was Amelia. She seemed to cling to him whenever she could, never giving him a moments peace. He thought of the runt as more of an annoyance to be ignored than anyone to take seriously. Xellos, however, was dangerous. Under the command of Zelas Metallium, Xellos had slaughtered a whole race of dragons, almost single-handedly. He was definetly someone to keep an eye on, no matter HOW helpful he appeared to be. He was only nice when he wanted something, and that was how Zel would always see him. "So, what are you after now, Mazoku, that you would waste your time on me? Lina's probably wandering out there somewhere."
"I want to sit here and drink my wine. I want to talk to you and try to figure out why you see yourself as cursed. I have seen real curses and yours seems to be a mild one. Then again I guess it is up to the person under the curse to decide if it is an actual curse or not. As for Lina...why would I care where she is?" Xel raises a brow in question.
Zel rolls his eyes and snorts. "Because your Master wants her as a Mazoku, that's why." He pushes away from the wall and stalks closer to Xellos. "If this wasn't a curse of some sort, it would have worn off by now, and I would be human again, instead of having to always hide or cross-dress to get anywhere." He still regretted that village to this day, was embarrassed as hell even remembering that time. "If you want to drink your wine, go ahead. I'm going to make myself something to drink." He said, turning on his heels and heading into the kitchen. He wondered if Xellos would stay out there and wait, or if he would follow Zel into the kitchen.
Xelloss sat at the table wondering if he should follow Zel into the kitchean to continue the conversation. After a moments thought he decided to stay in the chair. He was rather curious. Will he come back or will he sneak out? Shaking his head he stared into his cup and waited.
Zel quietly made himself some more coffee, walking back out of the kitchen with a larger, and hopefully sturdier mug, than the previous one. Instead of sitting back down, though, he just leaned back against the wall nearest to the chair he'd been in, taking small sips out of his mug while watching Xellos over the rim.
"Gourry and I had to cross-dress as well Zelchan. Or did you forget that? If I remember correctly Gourry has had to cross-dress a few times. Though I do have to admit...I look better in a dress than you do." Xel chuckled. He still couldn't believe anyone had mistaken GOURRY for a woman.
Zel's eyes flick up to meet Xellos'. "True, but you seemed to be enjoying it a bit too much, if memory serves me correctly. And when a demon such as you cross-dresses, you can literally change your gender, so, technically, you weren't cross-dressing."
Zel's eyes flick up to meet Xellos'. "True, but you seemed to be enjoying it a bit too much, if memory serves me correctly. And when a demon such as you cross-dresses, you can literally change your gender, so, technically, you weren't cross-dressing."
"True. But what is your excuse for Gourry then? He isn't a demon. He had to cross-dress as well. I'd say you being...'different'... isn't why you had to cross-dress. As I remember it WE had to do it because supposedly there were no males in that town."
"Because Gourry was forced into it like the rest of us were. And what a big lie THAT village turned out to be." He could feel his face flush slightly under the mask just remembering it. "Anything else we can talk about besides... THAT place?"
Laughing Xelloss shook his head, "The point was you didn't have to cross-dress due to being different. You had to do it 'cause you were male. Hmmm...another topic... Do you think Lina will let us dump Amelia in the pond?"
"No, I don't think she would. Why do you ask? I thought you LIKED her, Xellos." He smirks slightly, tilting his head to the side. "You sure didn't seem to mind her prescence, after all."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:53 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Xelloss blinked slowly at Zelgadis. "What gave you that idea, Zelchan?"
Zel raises an eyebrow, watching Xellos for a moment before answering. "Because, you didn't tell her to bugger off, or threaten to kill her, so, you must have thought she was comic relief or something."
"Zelchan, when have you ever heard me tell ANYONE to bugger off." Xelloss looked at Zel curiously.
Zel snorts, then takes another sip of his coffee. "Valgav. You obviously didn't like him."
Taking a sip of his drink Xel frowns faintly. "So once in all the time you've known me. That isn't a lot. Valgav was a special case."
Zel smirks, tilting his head to the left. "So, the 'Great Mazoku General' has a terrible memory, does he?" Oh, he was going to enjoy reminding Xellos of this.
"Terrible memory? I think not. Valgav is just very forgetable." Xelloss smirked faintly.
Zel rolls his eyes. "Kind of hard to forget that he kicked your a**, Leena's a**, Gourry's a**, MY a**, and threw Amelia over his shoulder by her hair, all within the first few minutes of the fight." He then snorts. "He must have hit you harder than you first thought, Trickster Priest."
Chuckles softly, "Either that or I was enjoying watching Lina get her a** kicked and Amelia getting tossed around by her hair. It would be tempting to do such excpet I'd have to listen to a justice rant if I did."
"Not to mention Lina would probably roast your a** afterwards with a Ragna Blade." He took another sip, deciding that the mask was a pain now and leaving it down.
"Not if I tossed a dragonsteak her way. She'd be too busy to go after me then." Xelloss smirked as he rememberd Lina using Zel for an ancor.
Zel's eyes narrow to dangerous slits. "Don't even remind me of that incident. If she wants a damn dragon, she can catch it herself, WITHOUT using me as an anchor. Although it WAS funny to see Gourry used as a lure..."
"Well...at least the dragon was caught." Xel shrugs and looks back at his drink. Trying to hide hid grin from Zel. That had been too funny.
Zel glares, then nods. "True, but Lina could have found another way to catch the damn thing. She didn't really need a bloody anchor." He was obviously still sore about that particular topic.
"It's such a shame that no one got to eat it. I'm sure next time she'll get a real ancor and you'll be able to actually eat some then." Xel smiled slighted at Zel.
Zel shakes his head. "Just how often have you ever seen me eat? Maybe what... Once, twice, three times? I've got an extremely slow metabolism thanks to this curse, so I don't need to eat as often as normal people do."
"And this is bad how? I know people who would love that. Great way to lose weight. But you do seem to need a lot of coffee."
Zel raises an eyebrow again, then shrugs. "What's wrong with coffee?"
Xel sets down his glass and looks at Zel. "Zelchan...do you REALLY want to know what I'm life when I'm on a caffine high?"
Zel's eyes widen slightly. "I thought mortal food couldn't affect a demon. Are you telling me you guys don't just eat and drink to blend in with us poor pitiful mortals then?"
Xel sighs softly. "Oh it can affect us. Or I should say it varies from demon to demon."
Zel smiles a bit. "So then all the books lie, and you guys were too busy or too tricky to tell anyone the truth. So, how bad DO you get on a caffiene high?" He asked, leaning away from the wall slightly.
Leaning back in his chair Xel stared at the ceiling. "Lie is a strong word. Some of us aren't affected by food or drinks. Some of us are only affected by certain ones. And as for me...well the last time I had coffee I was running around screaming, 'Garden gnomes are stealing my thoughts!'"
Zel actually laughed at that, suppressing it as quickly as he could. He was the anti-social emotionless one, after all, or he was supposed to be, anyway. "I'd love to see that one."
Xel's brow rises in faint amusement. "Me running around like a moran or garden gnomes stealing my mind? It would be a shame for the great general to fall before garden gnomes."
Zel chuckles again. "Still... I'd love to witness the Great General falling to the Garden Gnomes. It would definetly be something to tell the others about."
Sighs softly and waves his hand, "Of course. The only way I could make you laugh is if it was at my expence."
Zelgadis allows a smirk to cross his face. "Of course. You laughed at my expense a few times, and the expense of the others, I'm sure. Your turn has to come sometime, you know."
Xel hums to himself. "How do you know I was laughing at them. Maybe I was laughing with them? Or maybe I was laughing at something compeletly different. Really Zelchan...you can't read my mind...unless you're a garden gnome in disguise that is."
Zel tilts his head to the side, then shrugs. "Because you are what you are. You get enjoyment out of watching others mess up or get hurt. It's how you get your jollies." His eyes narrow slightly. He'd really like to know what Xellos was thinking right then.
"I get my 'jollies' in many different ways. Just like everyone else. You laugh at others misfortune as well so does that not make you the same as me? I guess in the long run it doesn't mater really." Xel takes another sip of his drink and carefully doesn't look at Zel. He was rather impressed that they had been talking this long without Zel trying to kill him.
Zel's eyes narrow just a tiny bit further. "I don't always get my jollies off of others' misfortunes, Mazoku. Don't you dare throw me in the same boat as you. Considering I didn't almost annihilate an entire dragon race on some crocked up order from my 'Master'."
Xel actually looked sad for a moment. "Ah, Zelchan. You shouldn't throw something like that around. After all what did YOU do on orders from Rezzo? He was your master wasn't he?" Waving his hand as if to push his own words away he sighs again.
"Doesn't matter now I guess. It's all in the past."
"That's different. Rezo was family. MY family. Everything I had left of it." He growls a bit, fox tail flicking a couple times. "Say anything about my grandfather again, and I just might Ra-Tilt your a**, Mazoku." Even though he hadn't openly said anything about his grandfather for years, he WAS still family.
Still looking sad and not meeting Zel's eyes Xellos murmured, "So 'family' makes all the difference? If your 'family' told you to kill the dragon race and you did it it would be fine since you're 'family' said so?"
Zelgadis felt his cheeks color slightly at Xellos' remark. "I wouldn't have slaughtered an entire race because my family said so." He mutters, growling into his cup of coffee, which, by now, had grown cold. "Let's find a different subject, then, alright? Before I'm forced to blow something up."
A faint smile curved Xel's lips, "Hopefully not your coffee cup. You pick the topic. The last time I tried to change it we got off onto Amelia."
Zel thinks for a moment, then shrugs. "We talked about your obsession with annoying the hell out of me, we talked about Amelia... We talked about a topic we WON'T be coming back to anytime soon... Oh wait, I have one... Why the hell aren't you married? There has to be SOMEONE out there willing to deal with you."
Xel had been taking a drink from his glass when Zel asked. So Zel got the rare pleasure of seeing a Mazoku do a spit take onto the table. Xel coughed harshly as his wine went down the wrong way, "Huh? Marri *cough*"ed?"
Zel smirks widely at Xellos' reaction. "Yes, married. Why haven't you, obviously very available, found someone to M-A-R-R-Y? Keep scaring any potential mates away with your personality?"
Catching his breath Xel gives Zel a nasty look he starts to answer then stops. A slow smile curved his lips as the perfect answer pops into his head. He fluttered his lashes as Zel. "Because you never asked of course, silly."
Now it was Zel's turn to choke on his coffee at Xellos' question. "Wha*cough* at? Do you want me to Ra-Tilt you, Mazoku?" He growls, broomstick seemingly appearing back in his back as he stiffens up. "Maybe, just MAYBE I'm not interested in you like that you damn Fruitcake!" He snaps out, pulling his mask back up over his face and crossing his arms over his chest.
Xelloss smirked fainly. Happy to have gotten Zelgadis like he got him. He smiled again hoping Zelgadis didn't notice the bittersweet quality to it. He knew the other would never believe that he had just told him the truth. "Has anyone ever told you that you have violent tendencies? All I'm doing is talking and you are constantly threatening me."
Zel just snorts, then growls, body stiff against the wall. He didn't want Xellos to know just how much it bothered him that he hadn't really been all that surprised by that last remark. He had thought Xellos might harbor something for him, but he also put it off as just the need to annoy the hell out of anyone that gets close to him.
Xel set his cup aside and looked Zel fully in the eyes. "You're so sexy when you growl. All kidding aside, I'm not married because I haven't gotten an offer I like. Think how long I'm going to live Zelchan...and think how long a relationship would last? I want the right person. One who can stand up to me. And what about you? Why aren't your married?"
Zel's eyes lock with Xellos' for a second, then flick away. "I haven't been here long enough. The only ones I know here are you and Gourry. And the idiots I have to deal with at my new home." He completely ignored the sexy comment, figuring Xellos was kidding around again. "I highly doubt there aren't other demons around here, Xellos, that would live JUST as long as you or I would."
"Ahh...true very true. But will they stand up to me? Can I get into a battle of wits with them and have a chance of losing? Am I attracted to them? The answer to all those questions are no so far. There is only one person who matches all that...and he isn't interested in me. So I'm not married." Xel smiles faintly and goes back to toying with his glass.
Zel blinks, thinking, at first, that Xellos WAS talking about someone else for a moment, until he realised that yes, Xellos HAD said there was no one else. He blushes under the mask, hoping it wasn't present on the rest of his face. In truth, he WAS a little bit attracted to the Mazoku, but he'd die again before revealing that little fact willingly. "Good. Wouldn't want you spawning anymore trickster priests." He says, trying to keep his voice neutral.
Xel chuckles softly and moves a bit closer to Zel. "Now Zelchan...who said they would be like me? After all the might end up like their other parent. There is only one way to find out afterall."
Zel blinks, staying where he was, staring at Xellos. "I'm sure they'd most definetely end up like you. You'd probably teleport in, pick them up, and teleport out to teach them everything you know. The other parent probably wouldn't get a choice in the matter." He didn't feel threatened by Xellos moving closer, so, he relaxed slightly against the wall, just watching Xellos now.
Xel's eyes widen and he gives Zel a look of terror, "You have got to be kidding me? Even I am warily of kids. I would not take them away. Not to mention my mate might kick me out of the bed if I did such a thing."
Zel snorts slightly. "As if you'd be any good in bed anyway. Doesn't matter if you've lived a long life. Depends on if you've ever had any experience in the matter." Zel himself, was, a virgin. Of course, with stone skin, he COULDN'T get intimate with anyone that was... normal. Would most likely kill them if he did. He'd pretty much resigned himself to a life of living alone until the day he found his cure.
Xel stops right next to Zel and leans in a bit, "You know...if I didn't know you as well as I do I would say you were fishing for information. Did you want to know how good I am?"
Zel narrows his eyes slightly, but doesn't move away. "Did I say that?" He asks, tilting his head slightly, peering at Xellos from under his bangs.
"I just said if I didn't know you as well. From what I know of you I would say if you were attracted to be you wouldn't admit it. You would use that stone skin of yours as an excuse. Which you don't need with me. It takes someone with stone skin to be with me...Mazoku's are stronger than normal after all." Xel smiled faintly.
Zel half-closes his eyes in thought. He still had his mask up, so his expression was mostly hidden from the Mazoku. "And if I said you were a huge pervert?" He says, tilting his head a bit further to the left.
Xel shrugs before leaning forwarda bit more to get a better look at Zel's face. "Then I would introduce you to Lustyn. He'll show you what a big pervert really is."
Zel shakes his head slightly, wire bangs making tiny tinkling noises as they clashed against eachother and his skin, eyes opening all the way and looking at Xellos. "Lustyn? I... honestly don't think I want to know about that one. So... Besides me, do you even miss any of the others from the group?"
Xel reached out and run his finger down Zel's nose lightly, "I actually miss Gourry which rather surprised me. I was rather amused by his insight into things. After all he knew what I was before the rest of you did. Though he isn't the one I came back to see time after time."
Zel turns his face, moving his nose out of the path of Xellos' finger. "True, he did recognise what you were first... Never figured him to have a brain at all, with how he acts most of the time. And, until today, I always thought you kept coming back just to annoy me and see Lina."Xel cupped his chin in his hand as he looked at Zel. "Turn that around and it would be closer to the truth. Gourry's seems to be very low on intellect that's true...but every now and then he does or says something that makes me wonder if it's an act."
Zel fidgeted slightly, just a small shifting from foot to foot motion that ended almost as soon as it began. "You really aren't kidding then..." Although since it looked to Zel like Xellos' eyes were still closed, he couldn't be sure. Normally, when Xellos was serious about something, he was open eyed.
"Hmmmm? What part aren't I kidding about Zelchan?" Xel murmurs softly.
Zel looks away for a moment, then shakes his head. "It's... nothing. Sometimes I don't think my mind's all there, lately. I've been very... distracted since coming to this place."
Xel opens his eyes and looks at Zel. "Zelgadis, please tell me."
Zel blinks, eyes widening slightly at the full use of his name instead of what Xellos usually called him. "You really aren't kidding about... possibly being in love with me..." His voice drops as he stared at Xellos' face.
Xel raised one brow. Still staring into Zel's eyes he slowly nods, "Yes...yes I am. Are you going to run now?"
Zel blinks, then, very slightly, shakes his head. "Wouldn't do any good. You could follow me anywhere you wanted to with no trouble at all. Besides... What's there to run from? Not like you're going to attack me in a dark alley or anything." He mumbled that last part low, but with Xellos so close, he was sure to hear.
"Jumping you in a dark any place sounds like a fine idea to me. Shall we try it?" Xel purrs at Zel.
Zelgadis blinks, then shakes his head. "No... Not now, in any case..." He scrambled mentally to get ahold of himself. The offer HAD caught his interest, but he just wasn't... ready yet, or so he kept telling himself. If Xellos persisted, however, the Mazoku just might win.
Xel gave Zel a rather surprised look. Blinking for a moment he smiled faintly, "Well...I was expecting to get Ra-tilted for that. Does this mean I'm starting to grow on you?"
Zel felt himself blush and cursed himself for it. "What if I don't want to answer?" He asked, watching Xellos closely.
"I can be patient." Xel quickly scoops up Zel's hand and kisses the back of it. Letting go of Zel he leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes.
Zel's eyes looked like they were going to bug out of his head at Xellos' action. The blush came back fiercer than ever as he struggled with his mask, trying to pull it up before the other could see his expression.
Reaching up quickly Xel put his hand over Zel's where he was trying to pull his mask back up. "Please don't." he said simply, softly.
Zel blinks as his hand was stopped by Xel's hand. He glances away, looking embarrassed with himself. "Why?"
Opening his eyes to meet Zel's he smiled faintly. "Why? Because I think you're beautiful and I like seeing your face."
Zelgadis smiled just the tiniest bit. Barely noticeable to one that didn't know him. It was quickly hidden away though as he felt his cheeks heat up again. "You're the first one to say that, aside from this rather annoying bunny/coon that lives with me and insists on attaching to me."
"Good...then I get to keep you to myself. Except for this bunny coon...did you want me to scare him?" Xel smirks faintly at Zel.
Zel blinks, then shakes his head. "Val's harmless. He's just a bit.. hyper and clingy. I don't blame the kid, really, not with the monster that's chasing him around."
"A real monster? Or just someone who is a pain?" Most people used the word monster too easily in Xel's opinion. If they knew what a monster truely was...
Zel shudders slightly. "Let's put it this way... This demon was kicked out of Heaven along with Satan... He's a sadistic b*****d, alot worse than any Mazoku I've ever run into, and that's saying something. He's using something against Val, and I don't know what it is. And... Ra-Tilt didn't work on him when I used it... I try to avoid going back there whenever I feel he's around..." He was, of course, talking about Aion Sinner, one of those that fell from heaven. The one that believed himself to be the anti-christ, the one that wanted to re-shape the cosmos.
Xel's brows rose slightly and a thoughtful look crossed his face. "He's more scary than I? This sounds quite interesting. He didn't threaten you did he?"
Zel shudders again, then nods. "Yes, to both questions, actually..." He looks away again, ashamed that he couldn't stop the other from doing what he wanted whenever he wanted. "He's strong... I don't think even your Master could beat him... I don't know if you've ever heard of him... Probably haven't... Aion Sinner..."
Xellos' eyes open to mere slits. A look of contained rage crossed his face. "He threatened you?" the words were more snarl than anything else. The mere thought of someont harming Zel...
Zelgadis blinks, watching Xellos closely. He'd only seen Xellos angry once, and even that was a dim memory considering all the trickery he'd done. He nods again, not looking up to meet Xellos' eyes. "Yes, he did. But it wasn't with just a plain beating the s**t out of me... Even he wouldn't be able to manage that with this hide... it was... a bit more personal..."
Xel took a very deep breath. He leaned into Zel so that their noses were almost touching. "How personal, Zelgadis."
Zelgadis blinked rapidly a few times before whispering very softly. "He threatened to rape me, okay?" He stood still, wondering what Xellos would do if he actually heard that.
Xelloss stared fully at Zelgadis for a moment. He really wanted to go after this Aion Sinner. He wanted to make what he did to the dragons seem like a field day in compairsion. Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to be calm he grabbed Zel and pulled him into a tight hug. "He won't touch you. Ever. I won't allow it."
At first, Zel stiffened up at the contact with the Mazoku, his old instincts kicking back in. At Xellos' words, however, he calmed down and leaned into the hug, preferring this demon's company to one that awaited him back home. "You won't be able to stop him, you know, if he does decide to come. He brags about how he himself cut off Satan's head to allow him and a few others to escape from Hell." He slowly wraps his arms around Xellos, hugging the Mazoku back. "And, well... Since we've just started getting along, it would be... a real tragedy if you died trying to keep me safe."
Xel held Zel close to him. A faint tremor ran through his body as he tried to control his emotions. "You think that I can just sit still and let something like that happened to you? Obviously you weren't listening when I told you I love you."
Zel smiles slightly against Xellos' shoulder, then raises his head enough to speak. "And why do you really think I'm arguing against you fighting with him, Xel?" Seeing how Xellos was ready to attack a much stronger being for him made Zel realize that he really couldn't bare to lose the tricky Mazoku. He wouldn't admit it in the actual words just yet, still becoming used to the idea himself, but he would let Xellos ponder on that one question for now. "If he arrives here, it will most likely be to look for Val. Sometimes the boy sneaks off, and Aion goes on a rampage to find him. The boy needs a keeper, in all honesty... If he ends up with a mate, Aion just might leave him alone."
"I couldn't stand it. If I found out I would do something. I won't start it...I promise you that but I will finish it if he does!" Pulling away slighting Xel stared into Zel's eyes before leaning forward and kisses him gently on the lips.
Zel found himself sighing slightly and leaning into the kiss, eyes closing. He then started to kiss Xellos back. It reminded him of what he'd done earlier when he'd wanted Xellos away from him, but now, it was different, obviously. He pulled back, blinking as he stared at Xellos. "Just... Be careful, alright? Even the others who live in the same house are wary of him..." He shakes his head, stepping back slightly. "So... What exactly would... this make us?" he asked, watching the other closely.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:55 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS "Mmmm...I'm always careful. Even when I'm not. Why don't you tell me what this makes us? I know what I want Zelchan...you're the one being difficult about it." Xel smiled gently at Zel.
Zel sighs again, then shakes his head. "I'll need some time to think about it, first... You know me... I don't want to just rush into something and have it possibly backfire on either of us, you know?"
Xel hugged Zel again then let go of him. "Fine. I won't push. But when you decide you want sex come and talk to me."
Zel blinks at the bluntness of Xellos' comment, then shakes his head, chuckling slightly. "I should have seen that one coming, Mazoku. You just can't help yourself, can you?"
"Well if you didn't want me to say that then why do you look so....tasty." Xel ran the back of his hand down Zel's cheek.
Zel's eyes flicker slightly as Xel's hand ran down his cheek. He turns his head slightly, so that the back of Xel's hand runs down over his lips, then smirks a bit. "Tasty now? What I'm some sort of food to you then?"
Xel closed his eyes for a moment then look back at Zel, "You look downright ediable to me, Zelchan. Talk about an delicatesy."
Zel blinks, then chuckles a bit. "So, now I'm nothing but food. I feel special."
"Hmph, Zelchan...when have you ever seen me eat food? I only waste my time with the finest. And wanting you on the table, in the chair, on the floor...maybe even in a bed if we get that far is a compliment."
Zel's right eyebrow raises, nearly hiding under his wire bangs. "You can't be serious... Perhaps you need to go take a cold shower, Xellos, since I still have to seriously think about.... things... before making any sort of decision, and you touching me isn't helping MY hormones any." Zel's eyes widen as he slaps a hand over his mouth.
Xel's face lit up in pure glee. "Oh really? I'm quite willing to sacrifice myself to your poor hormones if you like. I'll even go take that shower...let's say I scrub your back if you get mine?"
Zel's face goes crimson again as he shakes his head. "NO! What I meant was... You go shower by yourself, I'll go shower by myself. Then I'll go to my bed, and you'll go to your bed, which is not with me, and we'll see how things stand in the morning?" He was embarrassed as hell, and he knew it showed on his face. The sooner he could get away from Xellos, the faster he could regain his sanity. Right now, the Mazoku was too tempting to give into.
The Next Day
Xelloss wraps both arms around Zel. "Hello gorgeous. Where have you been all my life?"
Zelgadis blinks, nose to nose with Xellos. "Um... In hell?"
"I've been there Zelchan. I would have seen you if you were there." Xelloss rubs his nose against Zel's lightly.
Zel sighs a bit. "Not if I were locked in a room listening to Amelia singing 'Life is Wonderful' over and over and over again..."
Xel's eyes get very wide and he shudders. "How did you survive that?!"
Zel blinks, then nods. "I just thought about hearing a cross-dressing seadragon that chased Gourry around the first time he was in drag..."
Xel's shoulders shake slightly, "Ah...I can see how that would help. I still find it hard to belive that people can't tell he's a guy when he does that."
Zel chuckles as well at that. "Yeah... Especially since his voice is obviously that of a man, not a woman."
"I think I look much better in a dress than Gourry every did. What do you think Zelchan?" Xelloss fluttered his lashes at Zel teasingly.
Zel blinks, flushing slightly and looking away, slightly embarrassed. "I'm not answering that." Xellos was still attached to him, so the Mazoku could do almost whatever he wanted and Zel most likely wouldn't stop him. He hadn't shoved him away so far, after all.
Xelloss snuggled close again. Wrapping both arms around Zel's waist and leaning his cheek against Zel's shoulder. "Oh? Did you think you looked best in a dress? I have to admit you might be right. You did look very good."
Zel shakes his head rapidly. "Absolutely NOT! And you'll never catch me in one of those damned things again." He growls slightly, then blinks, tilting his head far enough to look down at Xellos using his shoulder as a pillow. "Comfortable against that lump of stone?"
Xelloss sighs softly and pokes Zel in the belly, "Very comfotable. I would thank you not to talk about the man I love like that either. I would never use the word lump to describe him."
Zel looks down at his stomach as Xellos pokes it, then looks back up at Xellos. "I'm still getting used to the fact that you aren't lieing to me about your feelings... I keep expecting you to jump away laughing and pointing, and saying how naive I am to believe you."
Xel tilt's his head back enough so that he can look Zel in the eyes. "Is that why you said no to sex? Are you afraid I'll have you then leave? I won't if that's what your worried about. I've been after you for far to long to do that."
Zel blinks rapidly, then nods. "Part of the reason... Another is I'm still trying to work things out for myself, how I feel about this whole... thing."
Xelloss frowns faintly and quickly turns his face into Zel's shoulder so that he couldn't see it. He was not happy at Zel calling his love a 'thing'.
Zel blinks, his expression puzzled as Xellos hid his face against Zel's shoulder. "Now what'd I do wrong?" He mutters softly, shaking his head again.
Xelloss sighed softly, "Did I ever tell you that you smell good?"
Zel blinks at the sudden change of subject. "Not to my knowledge..." He says, giving Xellos a half-smile. "Are you feeling a bit better now, or do I have to do something drastic?"
Xelloss peeks up at Zel rather cutely. "You referred to my feelings as a thing. That makes me feel...small? I think that's the word I'm looking for."
Zel blinks, then sighs. "I wasn't referring to you, exactly... more like, my emotions keep flip-flopping between hating you and not hating you... They can't seem to make up their mind..."
Xelloss decides to completely change the topic. This one was going to lead to someone being depressed. He also wasn't happy to hear that Zel still hated him sometimes, "So if we get married I get to wear the dress, huh? Since you said you were never wearing one again."
Zel felt himself blushing again, then shook his head. "How about neither of us wears a dress? I mean, the coon/rabbit is wearing enough of a dress already, and he'd most likely end up the best man."
Xelloss humed softly to himself, "But what if I want to wear one? I want you to have to get my garter."
Zel flushed an even darker color at that mental image, then shook his head rapidly to clear it. "And just why would you want me to get the garter?" He asked, deciding to play stupid and see what happened.
Xel shook his head sadly, "Now Zelchan...I know you know the answer to that. Because you'd have to go under my skirt to get it and who knows if I'd be wearing underwear or not. I'm also hoping to get groped."
Zel felt for sure that he just might end up with a nose bleed if Xellos did anything like that. Without Lina and the others around, Zel actually DID find himself enjoying the Mazoku's company, even if he was a pervert. "And if I decided to skip that whole part of the cermony and just drag you out the door? On the off chance that we DID end up marrying, of course."
"Depending on the reason you were dragging me out the door I would have no problems with it."
Zel blushes again, then smirks. "What other reason could one person have for dragging another out the door on their wedding night?" He said in a curious voice, playing, of course, as if he just couldn't figure out what married couples did.
Xel pretends to think for a moment. "Go Fish? Thought I think strip Twister sounds like more fun. Did you want to play with me Zelchan?"
Zel chuckles a bit, then tilts his head slightly. "I'd suggest strip poker, but you sort of need more people for it to be a really good game... Strip Twister, huh? Never even played regular Twister before. What's that one like?"
Xel's leered at Zel, "Every time you slip up you take something off of course. And Twister is a contact game as well. You have to pretty much be wrapped around the other person to play."
Zel felt his eyes widen slightly, then he shakes his head. "Why am I not surprised you'd pick a contact game? You'd probably grope too, wouldn't you?"
"Of course I would Zelchan. I like touching you."
Zel blushed more, then swallows slightly. "That much is blatantly obvious, Xellos, since you're still sitting on my lap with your arms around my waist and your head on my shoulder."
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Zelgadis sat on one of the couches, back to the rest of the room as he drank some sort of alchohol from a glass nearby.
Xelloss sits in his favorite spot in the shop. The rafter above Zelgadis' head. He looks down at the other with a faint smile. He knew it would only take Zel a while to notice him.
Before Xellos had shown up, Zel had already consumed quite a bit of alchohol, so was very slow in noticing anything unusual around. In fact, him spotting Xellos was a complete accident on his part, when he tilted his head back against the back of the couch and happened to look up in the rafters. "'Ellosh! Wha you doin dere?" He said, his speech definetly affected by the amount he'd drunk.
Xel blinked slowly. One brow rised slowly. He hopped off of the rafter and knelt next to Zel to study him closer. His nose wrinkled a bit when he got a whift of Zel. "Zel...why are you drinking? And how much did it take you get you this far gone?"
Zel blinks, eyes focusing blurrily on Xellos. "Dah maneeeee?" He said slurrily, pointing to the various empty bottles on the floor next to his feet. He couldn't quite remember WHY he'd been drinking, only that it was fun, now, since all his inhibitions and cautions were gone.
Xel looked at all the bottles and made a quick count. Now he was really curious. He hoped this wasn't started by something he had said or done. "Ummm...Zelkun...don't you think you've had enough?"
Zel blinks, tilting is head to the side before giggling a bit. "Maaaaaaybeeeeeee ~?" He said, before clumsily wrapping his arms around Xellos' waist.
Xel blinked at Zel. Shrugging slightly he settled next to him and wraped his arm around his shoulder. "I can't wait to hear why you started drinking but some how I don't think I'm getting much outta you tonight."
Zel hiccups slightly, then burrows his face against Xellos' shoulder, muffling his giggles. "Drinkydrink causef... Dun member..." He grins a bit, then rests his chin on Xellos' shoulder, staring drunkenly at the Mazoku.
"Hmmm...I know it seems like a good idea now but you're going to be hating life in the morning." Xel gently strokes Zel's cheek with his fingers.
Zel sighs as Xellos strokes his cheek, then turns his head, brushing his lips against the Mazoku's finger. "Thing so?"
Xel looked at his finger then brought it to his own mouth. Moving his finger away he smiled faintly at Zel. "If you're human enough to get drunk than you're human enough to get a hangover."
Zel pouts a bit as the finger was moved, then shrugs slightly and kisses Xellos' lips. "So?" He says, blinking and grinning.
Xel stared at Zel. "You know...if I let you do this you're going to have me in the morning."
Zel blinks, then pouts and sits back, arms folded across his chest. "Fine." He mutters, looking down at his lap now.
I get him where I've always wanted him but he's too drunk to say yea or neigh. Knowing this I back away 'cause I don't want him to hate me and he gets sulky?! Xel bangs his head into the table in pure frustration.
Zel continued to sit and sulk, watching Xellos bang his head against the table. Because of the demon in him, he was starting to sober up rather quickly. I should have drunk more... He thought to himself, then smirks a bit, watching Xellos a bit longer.
Xel stopped banging his head. He stays in the seat with his forehead pressed against the wood of the table. "Zel? Has anyone ever told you that you could make a Saint swear?"
Zel blinks 'innocently' and tilts his head to the side. "Whatever do you mean, Xellos?" He smirks slightly, watching the other still.
"You can be more diffcult that I am. And that's saying something." Xel frowns as he realized that Zel wasn't slurring anymore. Did he sober up the fast?
Zel reaches out and pokes the back of Xellos' head experimentally. "Really? That IS saying something. You're forehead in love with the table now?"
Xel's snorts and slowly straightens to look at Zel. "Of course not. You were just frustrating me and I figured if I knocked myself out I wouldn't have to deal with it."
Zel snorts, folding his arms across his chest again. "And yes, I know you're wondering about it... I am recovering from my little drunken stint. One of the perks of being what I am, I guess. And can you even really knock yourself out? I've never really noticed you get knocked out in a fight before."
Xel looked at the table then rubbed his forehead. "Not by hitting my head on a table. I'm sure if you ra-tilted me in the forehead it would knock me out."
Zel raises an eyebrow slightly. "And just why would I Ra-Tilt you now?" He asks, reaching out and flicking Xellos' nose.
"I never said you would. I just said I'm fairly sure that would knock me out." Xel wrinkled his nose at Zel with a grin.
Zel wrinkles his own nose back, then sticks his tongue out at Xellos. "Smartass."
"Hmmm? Been studying my a** have you? I'd be happy to give you an up close and personal look at it. I'm also quite impressed by how fast you sober up. I was thinking I might have to carry you out of here."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:58 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Zel snorts slightly, then shakes his head. "And what makes you think I've had time to see your a** lately? You're either sitting on me, or sitting elsewhere, so viewing it WOULD be kinda hard, wouldn't it?" He was pretty sure he was walking right into a Xellos trick, but he didn't care. "And carry me out? Carry me where, since I sort of live here anyway?"
"Would you like me to bend over the table for a while? Carry you to a bed or course. Sleeping sitting up at a table is not comfortable. If you don't have one we have plenty at the harem. I'm sure I could find one for you to use. Now that you are sober...why were you drinking in the first place?"
Zel blushes a bit, then shakes his head rapidly. "Ah... no need for that, really..." He blinks again. "I've got my own bed, but sleeping sitting up isnt' really all that uncomfortable for me." The last question, he didn't really want to answer, so he tried to think of a way of avoiding the question. "Because?" He says, blinking, then looking at his lap.
Xel lifted Zel's arm and slipped under it. He snuggled up against Zel's side making himself comfortable. "Why were you drinking Zel?"
Zel tightened his arm around Xellos instinctively as the other snuggled against him. "Why do you want to know?" He asked, eyes flicking over to Xellos.
"Because you don't drink. Not to that point. Which means something bad happened and I want to help you with it."
Zel blinks, then shakes his head. "Nothing happened, really... I just got to thinking about things, and that led to the drinking. That's it." He wasn't going to mention that he'd been thinking of his feelings towards the Mazoku unless Xellos asked again. He figured Xellos felt bad enough as it was, having to deal with Zel during his bitchy, smart-a** times and now, during his drunken snit.
Xel studied Zel closely. His chin resting in his hand. Reaching out he gently tugged at Zel's hair, "I'm not sure if I should leave it at that or ask you again. I'm pretty sure there is more to it than that."
Zel just watches Xellos, not saying anything one way or the other on that subject. He tilts his head slightly, pulling the strand of wire hair out of Xellos' grip. "It takes awhile to restyle that, you know, since normal brushes don't work." He said, chuckling a bit.
Xel hums more to himself than anything else as he thinks. Trying to decide if he really wanted to know because he did have an idea. Sighing softly he shooke his head, "Ok. What is the REAL reason you were drinking?"
Zelgadis sighs, then looks at his hands, which are now folded in his lap. "I got to thinking... about... you know... us... what it would be like, if, say, I DID have very strong feelings for you, and, say, I didn't really know how to express them, since I'm... anti-social?"
Xel stayed quiet for a moment. He had figured it was something like that. "Ok. First thing first. Do you know how you feel or are you confused? It seems to me that you don't hate me. Then again love and hate are very similiar emotions. You usually have to truely care for someone to be able to hate them."
Zel smiles a bit, then sighs. "Well, that's the reason I got drunk, really... Since it's hard for me to express anything unless provoked... I DO know how I feel, and it definetly isn't hate. I don't have the others around talking about how big bad and evil a demon you are anymore, remember?"
"I'm very glad for that Zelchan. You have had my attention since the first moment I saw you. So maybe you should teach me to be good and I can teach you to be bad."
Zel chuckles a bit, then flicks Xellos' nose. "And just why would I want to be bad? In case you never heard, I started off bad when Lina met me. Stone knee to the stomach while she was pmsing."
Xel smirks soflty. "Wrong kind of bad. Maybe I should have said... 'naughty' instead. Tis more of what I meant."
Zelgadis chuckles a bit, tilting his head to the side as he stared at Xellos. "And just what kind of 'naughty' did you have in mind?"
"This kind of course." Brushing wire locks out of the way Xel nibbles on Zel's earlobe.
Zel gasped, jumping at the nibbling. "That's... an interesting feeling..." He said, unsure of what exactly was going on.
"Interesting? Is that good or bad?" Xel moves his lips to the top of Zel's ear and nips at the tip playfully.
Zel couldn't seem to think, although he was definetly enjoying what Xellos was doing to him. "Um........ What was the question again?"
Xel's shoulders shook slightly. "I asked if you like this or not."
Zel gives a half-smile, then nods. "Uh-huh.. What'd you stop for?" He blinks rapidly in confusion.
"I stopped to answer your question." Xel leaned in and went back to nibbling on Zel's ear. He reached around to rest his hand on the hip that was furthest from him.
Zel's eyes half-closed as the 'assault' continued, leaning back against the couch and letting Xellos do as he wished, since he, himself, didn't know what to do in a situation such as this except enjoy it.
Xel bit harder knowing with Zel's stone skin it wouldn't hurt him any then he whispered in his ear, "I would never have guess that stone taste good."
Zelgadis' eyes flick over to Xellos as he tilts his head slightly, then attempts to kiss the Mazoku on the lips.
Xel leans into Zel making it eaiser for the other to kiss him. He made a pleased noise leaning in Zel.
Zel kisses Xellos, then pulls back, staring at the Mazoku. "Before we go further... Well.... Perhaps we should get married, or date before we do anything else?" His fox tail flicked a bit. One of them had to be the voice of reason, after all.
Xel's eyes opened slowly. A soft smile curved his lips. One very few people had seen. "Did you just ask me to marry you?"
Zelgadis' face flushed at the question. "Um... Yes? Or do you think we should wait instead of rushing into this?"
"I have been waiting for you for a long time Zelgadis. So I don't consider it a rush. And I would love to marry you. I get to wear the dress!" Xel grinned.
Zel blushes again, then nods. "Alright, since you already know I wouldn't be caught dead in one again."
Xel straddles Zel's legs and leans forward pressing their foreheads together. Staring him full on in the eyes he smiles happily, "I love you, Zelchan."
Zel smiles, looking right back at Xellos. "Then you'd better be ecstatic that I feel the same way, you understand? Or I might just have to fireball you." He said, smirking.
Xel laughed softly. "The day you stop threatening me is the day I really worry!!"
Zelgadis chuckles as well, then tugs on Xellos' cape, kissing him again. "So... When do we want to do this then? I'll leave the date and everything up to you, since I asked in the first place." He smirks, leaning back and watching Xellos.
Xelloss looked at his wrist as if looking for a watch. "Is now too soon?"
Zel thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, not really. It's not like I have anybody to invite to watch it anyway."
Xel sits up surprised. He hadn't expected that. "No one? I know you have friends. Like *shudder* Amelia. I also don't have the dress. You don't need it to be special?"
Zel blinks, then shakes his head. "Since the group disbanded, I've wandered alone, not making ties with anyone. So, no, no other friends, and I don't even know where the rest of our group are, if they are even still alive. Dress is your choice, you know."
Xel pouted a bit. Then again it wasn't as if he couldn't just use his powers to get a dress. "I need to go get Lustyn. I don't think I can marry myself. I mean marry you. I mean...you know what I mean."
Zel chuckles, then nods. "Alright. I'll wait right here, since you can't marry me to yourself without someone else performing the ceremony."
Xel climbed off of Zel and startedto walk out of the room. Looking back over his shoulder he called, "Yeah...that's what I was trying to say."
Once outside he ports to his room at the harem. Running out of his room he yelled, "LUSTYN!!! I need to you to marry me!"
Lustyn blinks as he hears Xelloss shout. "I'm not going to marry you until I know if you're any good in bed."
Xel leans into the room. "I'm marrying Zel. I need you to marry us to each other."
Setting his book down he sighs, "Right now I take it?"
"I've got to get into my dress then we have to go back to the shop." With those words Xel runs off to get dressed. Not waiting to see what Lustyn has to say.
Lustyn gets up and looks for a certain book. He knew this was not going to be the tradional wedding. Not with Xel in it. He chuckled to as he found a very old ritual that he was sure no one would recognize. "Xel will be amused at least."
Walking out of his room he waited for the 'bride'. And when Xel appeared Lustyn whistled softly. "Niiiiice Xel. Very nice. Shall we?"
Xel curtseys at Lustyn. "Thank you good sir. And yes we shall." The two quickly walk to the shop. Lustyn holds the door so that Xel won't get his dress caught in it.
After Xellos had left, Zel had leapt to his feet and ran to the bathroom to fix his own outfit. Not having a tux, he sighs, then starts to straighten out the clothes he was currently wearing, trying to make them look nice. "Hell, why don't I just do this...?" He snarls, then takes off the cape and brown shirt, revealing a tight fitting black shirt underneath. He sighs again. "I hope this works..." he then starts to try to shift his hair so it didn't look so poofy, to no avail.
Xel steps back into the shop in a long white wedding dress. He even has flowers in his hair holding it back. No veil though.
Lustyn walks in behind him with a book tucked under one arm and a faintly amused look on his face.
Zel froze, hearing the door open and shut again. "Damn..." He shakes his head, then hits his head against the counter, making loud noises with the action and cracking the ceramic sink.
Xel looked towards the bathroom for a moment then smiled softly, "Lustyn...can you check on him please?"
Lustyn heads towards the bathroom, "Sure but if he kills me I can't self-rez."
Lustyn walks into the bathroom and looks at Zel then the sink. "Well...cold feet already?"
Zel glares at the anthro in the doorway. "No, just don't have a tux... I look like s**t." He sighs, then leans against the wall.
Lustyn raises a brow as he studies Zel. "Well actually I think you look fine but if you disagree...would you like me to ask Xel to get you one? He can cheat and use his powers."
Zel blinks, staring at Lustyn. "And you are....?" He slowly stepped out of the bathroom, bits of ceramic stuck to his stone forehead as he then walked up to Xellos and smiled sheepishly.
Lustyn laughed soflty. Reaching out he brushed off Zelgadi's forehead getting all the ceramic. "Lustyn. I'm going to be doing the ceramony for you. Not a normal one either. This is a pagan one."
Reaching out Xel tooks Zel's arm. "I hope it's not too difficult. We didn't actually reherse anything."
Zel smiles at Xellos, then blinks, glancing at Lustyn. "I hope it's nothing too difficult..." He says with a small grin, tightening his arm around arm Xellos had grabbed him with.
Lustyn shakes his head slightly, "Not too difficult at all. The only thing is I'm fairly sure neither one of you thought to get rings. Which is why I had a little mental conversation with a certain coon. He'll be here in a few moments with them. Is that ok with you two?"
Xel blinked surprised. "Schuldig is getting our rings? That could be...scary."
"He said he pulled the image for them from your mind, Xel." Lustyn chuckled softly.
Xel grumbled something that sounded like, "Damn that coon!"
Zel's eyebrow raises slightly. "Who's... Schuldig?" He fidgets from foot to foot, fox tail waving behind him.
Schuldig strolled into the shop as if he owned the place. Emerald eyes took in Xel's dress in vast amusement. Walking over to the demon he showed him two rings before turning to Zel, "I'm Schuldig."
Xel looked at the rings surprised. There WERE just what he had imagined. "Thank you Schuldig."
Lustyn nodded. "All right then. Is there anything else we need or can we get started?"
Zel's eyes flicked to Schuldig and Jenova, then back to Lustyn. "Not that I can think of..." He stops abruptly, wondering if Xellos was actually wearing a garter, like he'd been talking about earlier.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 1:59 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Schuldig stepped back a step so that he was behind the two and waited until it was time for him to hand the rings to the two men.
Lustyn took a deep breath then began to sing in old English:
Fyr ic bere ymb friðgearde, (Fire I bear around this sacred site,)
Ond béode men frið fremman, (And bid all men make peace,)
LÃeg ic bere tó belúcan, (Flame I bear to enclose,)
Béode ælwihta fléogan aweg. (And bid evil spritis to flee)
Þunor wéoh, Þunor wéoh, (Thor make sacred, Thor make sacred,)
Þunor wéoh þisne ealh. (Thor make sacred this holy site)
Fyr ic bere ymb friðgearde, (Fire I bear around this sacred site,)
Ond béode men frið fremman, (And bid all men make peace,)
LÃeg ic bere tó belúcan, (Flame I bear to enclose,)
Béode utlaga féran aweg. (And bid outlaws fare away,)
Þunor wéoh, Þunor wéoh, (Thor make sacred, Thor make sacred,)
Þunor wéoh þisne ealh. (Thor make sacred this holy site)
Þunor wéoh, Þunor wéoh, (Thor make sacred, Thor make sacred,)
Þunor wéoh þisne ealh. (Thor make sacred this holy site.)
We are gathered here today to witness and bless the wedding of Zelgadis and Xelloss and to support their troth by our community of faith and family. We are witnessing the establishment of a new hearth of Heathen faith.
Marriage is about love, but even more ir is about frith, trust, honor, and shared hamingja. Each of you holds in your hands, now, the trust, the honor, the hamingja, and luck of the other one. By combining them, in troth, you create a fertile gorund for family, frith, and luck to grow and strengthen through the years. Together, each of your pwers is more than doubled. So keep strong your honor and your trust in yourselves, in each other, an in your children. Honor fith and Heathen thew, and these powers will like the rune of Tiw, hold you fast on your course through the mists of night as well as through all your brightest days.
Holy Ones, goddesses and gods! Ancestors both recent and ancient, especially kin of the bride and groom! Good wights of this place honor us now by your presence, your witness, and your blessings. Hail the Holy Ones!
Now let us hear your vows to each other.
Xel looked Zelgadis in the eyes and said, "I, Xelloss Metallium, take Zegadis to be my lawfully wedded mate, to have and to hold, to love and live for, until death do us depart. May our lives interetwine these words in the same wyrd.
Zelgadis takes a breath, then starts to speak, locking eyes with Xellos. "I, Zelgadis Greywords, hereby take Xellos as my lawfully wedded mate. To have and to hold, to love and live for, till death do us part. May our lives intertwine these words in the same wyrd."
Lustyn then said a prayer to the goddess Waerto bless the oaths:
Hal Wær --- weardes weddas,
Bidde áðas wæccan -- ond tréowð wÃte gif brecan.
Schuldig, reading Lustyn's mind translated for him.
Hail Wær --- warder of vows,
I bid you watch these oaths --- and if this troth is broken, punish.
Now exchange rings and say, "With this ring I thee wed." Lustyn instructed the two.
Schuldig stepped forward and handed each man a ring. Stepping back to his place he sent, You so owe me for those rings Xel.
Xel took the ring giving Schuldig a look. Turning to Xel he slips the ring onto his fingers and says, "With this ring I thee wed."
Zel accepts the ring from Schuldig, then slowly slips it onto Xellos' finger. "With this ring, I thee wed." His eyes flick over their slowly growing audience, noting Rosencratz sitting and looking a bit panicked.
Smiling soflty at the two men Lustyn glanced back into his book before talking again, "May you each be bliss and blessing to one another, to your children and to your united kin.
May your frith, luck, and hamingja grow ever stronger through the years.
May the holy goddesses and gods smile upon your marriage and your family.
And may your housewights always behave themselves reasonably well!
You may kiss your mate."
Xel pressed himself so close to Zel that you couldn't slip a piece of paper between them and kissed him hard.
Zel smiles a bit as Xellos presses close against him, then kisses him back, wrapping his arms around the other, fox tail flicking behind him happily.
"It is my pleasure to present Zelgadis and Xelloss Metallium-Greywards to you all. I'm sure you two will have a long and happy life together. Now that my official duties are over Schuldig and I are going to drink each other under the table." Lustyn puts his book by the front door where he'll see it when he leaves and walks over to the bar.
Schuldig walks off with him laughing, "You think you can drink a GERMAN under the table?! HAH!"
Xelloss turned to Zelgadis. "Let's get out of here...you can find out if I'm wearing a garter or not."
Zelgadis nods, then follows Xellos.
*Next Day*
Zel walks into the shop, looking down at the ring on his finger, smiling a bit. He was glad he'd been able to meet a certain Mazoku without the others around, that was one thing for sure. His life would never be dull now, with the Trickster Priest running around in it, a bit more intimately than before, might he add.
Xelloss sits at one of the tables in the shop. There is a steaming mug in front of the seat next to him though the seat is currently empty.
Zel smiles wider as his eyes land on Xellos, then the smile fades slightly, noticing the steaming mug next to him. He wasn't sure whether someone else was sitting there and had merely left to do something, or if it was intended for him.
"Of course it's for you dummy. Who else would I be waiting for?" Xel askes without looking around.
Zel blinks, then walks over, slowly sitting beside Xellos, his mate. 'Mate... That's still going to take some getting used to.' He thought to himself, smiling slightly as he picked up the mug. "How long were you waiting for me?"
"Mmmm...not sure. Seemed like forever." Xel grins as gestures for Zel to take a drink. He knew how he was about his coffee.
Zel nods, picking the mug of coffee up and taking a sip of it, eyes flicking back over to Xellos. "Forever, huh? I woke up, alone, so came down to look for you, and I find you've already gotten me my breakfast." He says with a grin, gesturing with the cup of coffee.
Xel chuckles softly. "I don't sleep much and a good wife has breakfast waiting for the man...right?"
[Zel chuckles as well, then blinks and looks down, realising he's only downstairs in his boxers. He flushes deeply, wondering if the other noticed or not yet.
Xel opened his eyes. Smiling faintly he studied Zel closely. "What's wrong?"
Zel's eyes flick down to his lap, then back up to Xellos' face. "I'll... Be right back." he said, turning to leap out of the chair. He needed to get some actual clothes on, and fast.
Xel pouts slightly, "Damn...I was enjoying the view!"
Zel blushes further, racing up the stairs to their room. THEIR room. Another thing to get used to, but, he was happy with the arrangement, so, he would get used to it soon enough, he supposed. He came back downstairs, dressed in his usual outfit, with the mask and hood down. "Enjoying the view... Perhaps if you'd have stayed in bed with me, you could have enjoyed it a bit more?" he said teasingly, grinning slightly.
"You mean you would have let me do more? Damn...I figured you'd still be in the freakout phase so I'd better give you more time." Xel shakes his head sad that he had missed out.
Zel blushes again, then sweatdrops. "Ehehehehehehe.... Yeah, you could have done a bit more..." He says softly, looking back over at Xellos.
Xel flings his hands up. "NOW he tells me! Well you better believe I'm staying next time."
Zel chuckles, then nods, actually attempting to grab the Mazoku to drag him in for a hug. "I'm glad we found eachother again, honestly. Although, now that I think about it, you can be just as picky as any female."
Xel leaned into Zel's hug immediately. He was quite happy to be there. It was amazing how well behaved he was when Zel was touching him. "I'm picky? How do you figure that??"
Zel chuckles. "Maybe picky wasn't the correct word... Emotional, maybe? Easily teased and provoked by me?" He kisses the Mazoku's cheek, chuckling some more. "It was a joke, which failed, as I can see."
"You need to work on your jokes, love. It's ok though...you're new to them so I'll give you lots of leeway." Xel smiled warmly.
Zel smirks a bit, then tugs on Xellos' sleeve. "Well then, you'll just have to... train me, I suppose, ne?"
Xel closes his eyes with a soft groan, "Don't say that. I can take that is so many different ways!"
Zel smirks a bit wider, eyes sparkling with mischeif. "Seems I've found something to cause internal debatement on, then, haven't I? Now, what are you thinking of doing to me now?"
Xel studies Zel for a moment. "Did you slip something in your coffee while I wasn't looking? You're not acting like you. Don't get me wrong...I like it. I'm just curious as to why."
Zel blinks, 'innocently' some might say, then shakes his head. "No. You've been watching me the whole time, and since I didn't take my coffee upstairs with me, there's no way I could have put anything in it. Maybe I'm just seeing what you do and don't like, since we'll be together till death do us part." He said, smirking again and running a finger down Xellos' face.
Xel pulls Zel close and kisses him lightly on the lips, "Well don't change too much. I like you for you."
Zel kisses Xellos back, then snorts slightly. "I thought you liked me for my 'rugged good looks'" A slight hint of sarcasm colored his voice, then vanished with what he said next. "Be glad I don't want you to change, fruitcake." He said with an impish grin.
Zel kisses Xellos back, then snorts slightly. "I thought you liked me for my 'rugged good looks'" A slight hint of sarcasm colored his voice, then vanished with what he said next. "Be glad I don't want you to change, fruitcake." He said with an impish grin.
"I love your looks. And when we get back to bed I'll prove how much I love your looks." Xel leers softly and runs one hand down Zel's chest.
Zel smirks a bit, then leans forward and kisses Xellos again, fox tail swishing behind him, making clunking noises as it hit the chair legs.
"I love it when you do things to me..." Thinking about all the times he got ra-tilted by Zel he quickly fixed his statement, "I love it when you do certain things to me."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:00 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Zel smirks, knowing why Xellos rephrased his statement. "Awwww.. Xelly doesnt like being ra-tilted, fire-balled, or diggu bolted? Pity." He then pokes his nose.
Xel started to laugh. He couldn't help it. Slumping back against the wall he laughed until he was gasping for breath.
Zel blinks, then leans over and pokes Xellos curiously. "Was I that funny?" He asked, blinking some more.
"Did you realize that ra-tilted, fire-balled & diggu bolted...sounds like moves from a VERY bad porn?" Xel continues to laugh soflty though he is in more control of himself now.
Zel blinks, then blushes and starts coughing. "Didn't mean it THAT way." He said, hiding his face with his coffee mug as he took another drink.
Xel flings his arms around Zel's shoulders. And leands forward to nuzzle his neck. "Oh please Zel....diggu bolt me!"
Zel blushes a bit more, then shakes his head, muttering softly to himself. "Hentai... I would have to marry a hentai, wouldn't I?" He said, nuzzling Xellos back. "My hentai though. Anybody else tries anything and I'll fireball their asses."
Xel purred happily, "Of course I'm yours. And you had to marry a hentai. You're so...repressed it's the only way anything can happen."
Zel thinks about this for a moment, then smirks. "And what if I would have married Gourry or Lina instead? Although... Marrying the Dragon Spooker doesn't seem all that advisable, does it? And the same goes for Jellyfish for Brains..."
"Well it was Lina's idea to use you for an anchor so you probably wouldn't survive that relationship. Gourry...well you'd have to do all the thinking but at least he's biddable." Xel chuckled soflty.
Zel shudders at the memory of the anchor escapade. "True... But with Gourry, you'd probably have to explain everything word for word, and he STILL wouldn't get it.
Xel looks thoughtful, "I don't know...he's really good with ... 'swords'. You might not have to explain that to him."
Zel chokes on his coffee at THAT comment, patting himself on the back to try to get it out of his throat.
Xel laughs softly. "Aren't you glad you got me? I've got brains and I don't try to hurt you...too much."
Zel finally stops choking and coughing and just stares at Xellos. "True... Although I dont' enjoy choking on my own coffee too much, you know."
Xel made a muffled sound and woundered if he should make the joke about choking the chicken...he wasn't sure if Zel would get it so he didn't. "Hmmm...then why did you?"
Zel thinks, then shrugs. "Because of you, I'm now half a pervert. When you mentioned Gourry and swords, it just made me start to laugh, which, since I was drinking coffee at the time, was a bad thing."
"Half a pervert? I willingly voulnteer myself for any pervert thoughts you have." Xel smirked faintly. He couldn't wait to see what Zel came up with.
Zel blushes again, then shakes his head rapidly. "Why don't we save that stuff for the bedroom, and not public places?" He said, waiting to see if Xellos would head that way or not.
Xel's face lit up. Getting to his feet he bowed to Zel, "Then by all means let's get back to the bedroom as fast as possible. After you, love."
Zelgadis smirks, then takes off up the stairs, heading to his and Xellos' room.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:01 pm
XELLOSS & ZELGADIS Zelgadis sits on a chair in a quiet corner of the main living room, sipping slowly from a mug of coffee. His eyes flick around the room, taking everything in as his free hand reaches up to carelessly flick metallic lavendar hair back out of his face. "Where the hell is he...?" He mutters softly to himself.Xelloss bounced into the room happily enough. He had been out people watching. He rather enjoyed watching them make fools of themselves. Seeing Zelgadis he grinned brightly. Slipping up behind him he wrapped both arms around his waist and kissed his neck, "Hi gorgeous. Looking for me?"Zelgadis stiffens up at first, not expecting anyone to sneak up behind him, then relaxed as he realised that yes, it was his mate. "Isn't it obvious? Who else would I be looking for in this place?" His fox tail flicked slightly before draping over the arm of the chair, the stone of Zel's skin making the tail twice as heavy as it would be and denting the arm. "Been causing chaos and havoc while I've been away?""Causing it no. Watching it yes. It's amazing the mess people can get themselves into. Did you know you taste good?" Xelloss nibbled lightly at Zelgadis' ear before sitting next to him.Zelgadis blushes a bit at that. "So you've said before... Coffee?" He tilts his head slightly, offering a cup to the demon. Studying the cup for a moment Xelloss took it. "I rather have you but I guess this will work."Zel chuckles slightly. "Ah, but you've already had me on multiple occassions, if I remember correctly?"Xelloss used his coffee mug to hide his smile, "More of a good thing? A really, REALLY good thing."Zel coughs slightly, using his own mug to hid his face at that comment. "Well, I'm HOPING it's still a really good thing. After all, I don't think I would ever want to BORE you. You might find something else to chase after."Xelloss opened his eyes to look into Zelgadis' eyes. "Bore me? You have had my full attention since the first time I layed eyes on you. I don't think you could ever bore me, Zelchan."Zelgadis' ears flick slightly, then he sighs and shakes his head. "And how many times do I have to ask you NOT to call me zel-CHAN? I'm not little, after all." He says, pouting slightly."Not little at all!" Xelloss muttered into his cup with a wicked smirk, "Until I stop doing it or you give up."Zel just sighs, then shakes his head again. "Alright... I give up.. Since I highly doubt you'll ever just stop doing it on your own." He cast a small smile in Xel's direction. "Xel-chan.."Xelloss blinked faintly. Tilting his head to the side he smiled, "Well...it's better than fruitcake so I'm not going to complain. Do we have any plans for today, foxy?"Zel smirks slightly, then tilts his head. "Maybe, Fruitcake, just maybe... Unless you have something you'd rather do instead?"Xelloss leered slightly, "Well you know what I RATHER be doing but I thought you might want to go outside and get some sun. Of course we could probably find a secluded spot..."~*~ Zelgadis wanders into the shop, looks around, then heads to a dark, quiet corner, pulling his mask down once he was surrounded by the darkness. His eyes flick around the room again, then he drags a thermos of coffee out from under his cape and takes a small sip from it.Xelloss shakes his head from where he was sitting. Again with the rafters. People would begin to think he had a fetish or something. "What is it with you and coffee? You drink it like it's crack or something."Zel's eyes flick up to the rafters where his mate was, tilting his head to the side. "It's good. Helps to keep me alert in case anything bad happens. Do you have a rafter fetish or something? You're almost always sitting on them." He teased, pulling the hood of his cape off the top of his head. Xelloss chuckled softly. He was rather amused that his mates thoughts had followed his so closely. "As far as I am away the only fetish I have is a Zelgadis fetish. I sit in rafters because people don't notice me as much."Zelgadis smirks a bit at that. "Not like anyone can actually HURT you, Mazoku. So, you just going to hang out up there all day, or you going to come down here so I don't get a crick in my neck looking up at you?""Didn't say they could hurt me. People are more honest when they don't know they're being watched. Anything for you, love." Sliding off the rafter he landed in a bow to Zelgadis.Zelgadis reaches out and grabs Xellos' cape, tugging on it slightly. "Over here. I woke up this morning and you weren't there." His ears flick slightly. "So, what about other people do you enjoy watching then, hm?"Xelloss sat right next to Zel and snuggled against him. "I don't need to sleep much and when I watch you sleep I get ideas that would require waking you. Which would mean I would probably get ra-tilted so Ileave sometimes." Xel shrugs slightly, "You have to admit people are interesting to watch. You give them the same exact situation and yet they don't respond to it the same."Zel chuckles slightly at Xellos' answer to his question. "You might not neccessarily get ra-tilted for acting them out." He rests his head on Xellos' shoulder. "You thinking of annoying people then, love? It's what you're good at... Well... ONE of the things you're good at."
Xelloss rested his chin on top of Zel's head carefully. You had to be careful when you snuggled with wirehair. "They don't need my help. Though I have to admit...some people are just fun to annoy." Xel ran his fingers down Zel's cheek. He was not gentle about it. If he was Zel would have never felt it. "Oh? What else am I good at?"Zel smirks slightly, thinking this a good time to tease Xelloss. "Oh, you know... Being a pain in the a**, a secret hoarder, appearing and just conveniently standing out of the way of a battle... Oh, and you're good in the sack." He barely felt the fingers on his cheek due to his stone skin, the one thing he really hated about being a chimera. Xel pressed harder using just a fraction of his strength. A slow wicked smile curved his lips. "Isn't the first and the last the same thing? Ah! I get it!! You enjoy it so much you had to mention it twice."
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:02 pm
REQUIEM & NECROMANCY Requiem wandered quietly into the shop. It had been a few days since he had seen Necromancy. He missed the other greatly. Voodoo was all grown up now...it seemed to have happened in an eye blink. Requiem was quite curious as to what Necromancy looked like and if he still felt the same as he did.
Necromancy had offically gotten bored of contemplating his families zombiness and decided to get get out of the tank and get something to eat and drink. Necro hadnt had anything since a protein bar this morning and was not starting to feel rather hungry, so he swam to the top of the tank and got out of it, put his legs to the side and watched them become legs again.
Once they were solid he got up and walked over and grabed a towel and started drying himself off as he looked around the store, seeing if anyone was there that he knew. His gaze fell on a familure and other wise greatly missed figure that just walked in.
Necro finished drying himself off, grabed his silk robe that he brought and put it on, threw the towel into the hamper and started to make his way over to his demon.
Requiem smiled faintly when he saw Necromancy heading over to him. He studied the other closely. The difference between him and his brother was amazing.
Necro undid his robe, enough so it didnt show anything but also enough to give his demon a proper look at him "so, how do you like?" He asked upon reaching him and turning around. "Besides which, I do have something for you as well" he said as he lent over and kissed the demon tenderly "and no it wasnt that, that was a bonus" he said happily, pleased to be near the demon once more.
Requiem reached out and ran his fingers gently over Necro's cheek. "I think I like. Bonus? Are you sure that was not what you got me and the other is the bonus?"
Necro chuckled as he murred at the others touch, he put his robe back on properly and done it back up properly as he shook his head "well I guess you could look at it either way." He said happily "I guess I will just let you decide" he said as he wraped his arms around him and nuzzled him.
"Thanks to mother giving me one of his many business's he now owns I am making good money, I am the owner and CEO of a designer clothing store which is one of a whole chain. Thanks to his investments and what not I have been brought up on how to run said business and have multiple investments of my own, with his guidence still of course.
Anyway, because I am making good money I have been able to get my own money instead of going to him for it and thus I now can lavish you in gifts. So, with that said, you need to come out to the kitchen with me as that is where I have your gifts" he said as he kissed the demons temple "so, if you dont mind, care to join me in the kitchen?"
He asked as he stroaked his demons hair, pleasedto be well 'settled' now in one part of his life. Necro was now just wanting and needing to make himself settled in other parts of his life, hoping that the demon would be the one who would be happy to join him.
However, Necro would give the gifts first then talk it over with him as there were a few things only he could do and ask IF the demon was willing to join him.
Requiem smiled softly. "So you have your own job, hmm. That is good. Parents are great but we should never depend on them for everything. I would love to join you in the kitchean."
Necro took his demons hand and started out towards the kitchen "I know we shouldnt but as a business proposition for you thats all and as any good bussiness man knows, gifts are good. Though granted, these gifts are of a more personal nature then anything to do with the job but still, it is nice to gift you."
He said as he softly sighed, hoping this will go as well as he hoped as one of them was of the more personal nature as he wanted to ask him this for a while. However, he just wanted to make sure he was finacially stable first before asking, just so he didnt end up making a fool of himself, getting them a home and what not if he wasnt.
"I am very interested in seeing what you have for me. Shall we retire to the kitchean then?" Requiem smiled warmly at the other.
Necro walked to the kitchen as he cuddled the demon, opening the door as soon as he got there, he looked around and was pleased that his stuff was still there untouched. "Well my dear demon, you may enter" he said as he gestured to let the demon go in first, it would be better that he did as it was his 'special' moment and he didnt want to be rude now.
Requiem bowed slightly to Necro and stepped into the kitchean. "As you wish, my lord."
Necro smiled as he walked in after the demon, he shut the door to give themselves some privacy as he let the demon find a seat and he walked over to grab his bag and the roses. "Just take a seat sweetie" he said as he picked up the bag and took the two dozen red roses from a vase and started walking back to the other.
Requiem took a seat and waited to see what the merbit had in mide. He smiled faintly as he saw the roses. "Red. One of my haremates said that certain flowers have meaning. Do you know the meaning of red roses?"
"Red pretty much means passion and love etc" he said as he placed the roses in front of his demon and sat down on the seat next to him." He opened his bag and pulled out a small jewlery box that housed a gold ring with three 24K gold and real dimonds in the top of it and smiled at him.
"this is yet another thing I wished to ask you" he said as he moved the bag out of the way, got down on one knee, picked up the box and held it open for him to see the ring. "I know the my mother will completely spew about this but I dont care, I have been around you enough to know that you definatly arnt the guy he is proclaming to be.
I have never been as happy as I have been with anyone else but you, I want to spend the rest of my life...er...after life...er whatever I have with you. So please, will do me the honor of becoming my mate?" He asked the demon as he smiled up at him, blushing a little as he never thought he would ever actually do this, he thought his boyfriend, if they were serious enough, would instead.
Requiem's mouth fell open in shock. He looked rather like a fish on land...or would that be a mer on land? He had not beed expecting this at all. He knew Mrta would be fine with this but Muraki...
Oh stop being a fool and say yes, moran.
I would appreciate it, Schuldig, if you stayed out of my mind.
You and everyone else, Tod(1), you and everyone else. Now look...who would you rather hurt? Muraki or Necro? Do you love Necro?
Neither. But if I have to chose one than Muraki. Yes...yes I do love him.
Then there you go. Tell the man yes before he thinks you were just playing with him.
Blinking a bit Requiem shook his head. Sometimes it was nice having a friend who was a telepath. It helped him from hurting people he cared for. Looking into Necro's eyes he smiled, "Yes."
Necro grinned at the demon and took the ring out of the box, picked up the demons hand and placed the ring onto it "you, my darling demon, have just made me the happiest merbit in the world." He said happily as he kissed the demons hand before placing it back down and getting back up and sitting on the chair again but not before he kissed the demon tenderly.
"Now, since you and I are happily mated, I have got another to fill in for me, I am going to take you on holiday for a week, your choice, anywhere you want to go." He said to the other, deciding to let him choose first before doing or saying anything else, he had one more thing to talk to him about but that could wait for a few moments.
Requiem admired the ring on his finger for a moment before leaning forward to kiss Necro softly. "I have been everywhere more than once. You decide."
Necro murred happily at the kiss but didnt know, he had alot of places he wanted to go but wasnt sure where to go. "Umm perhaps we can both decide?" He asked his demon "I dont know where to go, there is just so many to choose from" he said to the other, thinking them both choosing would be best.
"Of course. That works as well. So where would you like to go?" Requiem looks back at his ring and toys with it.
Necro sighed "I dont know to tell you the truth, I might have to think about it for a while. Can we perhaps get back to that? I will sleep on it and talk to you tommorow about it? I just think i need to get some options first instead of just picking out of the blue thats all." He asked his mate, knowing that he would love to go to Japan, Egypt, Paris, Hong Kong, there were just so many places that it was hard to pick.
"Of course. It is not like I am in a hurry. Take all the time you need." Requiem smiles softly as he leans back in his chair.
Necro: *picks up his mate and takes him off to a room upstairs of the shop* It is time we spend some alone time together >> *kisses his demons temple*
Requiem blinks at Necro, "What is this? Gone with the Wind??"
Necro chuckled as he climbed the stairs "no, but that is a good book" he teased playfully.
"Good. I was not planning on wearing a dress. Are we going to have a big wedding?" Requiem looks at Necro curiously. He himself was not sure if he wanted a big or small wedding.
Necro reached the landing and entered the first avaliable room he found, walked over to the bed and placed his demon onto it "I cant really say what I want, I guess it will have to be thought about." He said as he walked back and shut the door and walked back to the bed "though we do have a small chapel in the Estate that we can use.
Dad just finished having it blessed and cleaned a few weeks ago, he is finishing taking out the fireplace in the library and putting a single door in there now. So we could use that and if it isnt big enough we could always rent out a church or something as it is rather...quaint to put it one way" he sad as he climbed onto the bed.
Necro made himself comfortable and wraped his arms around the demon and nuzzled him "as for food, we have Uncle Kuri who might not mind doing the cooking." He said as he bit his lip a little "or we could always get a catering company to do it" he said he kissed his demons temple.
Necro sighed "there is just alot to work out though im pretty sure mom and dad will pay for everything. Sure mom isnt exactly happy with you right now but still I know for a fact he wont try and stop the wedding" he said said as he played with a strand of the demons hair.
Requiem leaned back against Necro making himself comfortable. He pulled Necro's hand around and kissed it lightly. "hhmmm...well some of my haremmates can cook. Trowa is a gourment chef...which is a good thing because his brother can not boil water without burning down the kitchean.
"Schuldig is a good cook as well if you like german food. Trowa also plays flute, Jenova sings, Hiroshi plays guitar...some of the others have musical talents as well so we do not have to worry about entertainment. And I think it is going to have to be big. Just everyone from my harem and your house coming is a lot."
"As for decorating...Daithi would love it. And Irvine shocked all of us by being really good at it. Of course his mate bribed him with sexual favors but he still did an amazing job at the last party."
Necro murred happily at the kiss to his hand "well then, I guess we have this all sorted, though since it will be big I guess booking a church in in order. The chaple will probably fit about 50 people in there tops, the estate has like 50 alone so I think a church will be alot better however that means the cooks will be missing the ceramony."
He said to his mate, knowing that if they stayed behind to cook or whatever then they will miss the wedding which is a reason why I thought cattering would be better." He said to his mate as he pulled a blanket that was at the bottom of the bed over them "but as for everything else, it seems fine" he said knowing he would have to order groceries to be delivered and god knows what else.
"Then the next thing is the honeymoon, where do you want to go for that?" He asked, knowing that they could just stay locally at some 5 star hotel and he would be happy as he would be with his mate.
Requiem sat quietly, "You are right. I did not think about the cooks missing the wedding. That would be cruel. We will have to keep some of the guest very busy. Keep the mischief makers busy in other words. You do not what to know what Sculdig's family is capable of when they are bored."
"As for the honeymoon I was planning on sex. Did you have other plans?"
Necro chuckled "er...well...im pretty sure alot of that will be happening no matter where we are however we DO need a place to do it" he said as he lent over and kissed the demon tenderly. "As for that family you mentioned, I have the perfect salution, dont invite them, im not inviting several of the trouble makers at the estate."
Necro said with a playful glint in his eye "im kidding, im not inviting mine though im sure they wouldnt want to come anyway but obviously, yours is more then welcome to come. I have the perfect protection/bodyguard/armed forces/military and god knows what else he can be or do at the Estate.
His name is Drake, he is a dragon who knows age old magic spells which im sure he will be able to place upon the estate and all the guests as they walk through the door of the estate." He said to his mate as he softly sighed contentedly "so thats taken care of, is there anything else we are missing?" He asked his mate, wondering if there was something they missed.
Requiem groans softly, "Schuldig is a telepath, his mate has a sixth sense and does not feel pain. Their children are very secretive about their powers. Jareth is the Goblin King and can teleport. Xelloss is a monster and can teleport as well...but by the way things are going if we invite Zelgadis as well he might be able to control Xelloss.""
"Yes. What are you and I going to wear? And who will marry us? I mean I am death and you are a zombie. Some priest might have problems with that."
"I dont think you understood me, Drake is a dragon, im rather certain he can stop anything. Telepathy, teleporting, bending spoons with your mind and god knows whatever else you want to put under that catagory or anything else. He has been around for 150 thousand years if not more so, if he can banish a demon that was created via very ancient black magic this this should be nothing to him.
Lets not doubt the dragon and give him a try shall we?" he asked his mate as he thought about what to wear "er...well.. we could go for tuxs or you in a wedding dress and me in a tux or the other way round. It all depends on what you want to do" he said to his mate, allowing him to decide if need be as he didnt mind either way.
Requiem raised a brow, "You do not understand. Xelloss almost completely wiped out a race of dragons all by himself. Trust me, love. Some of my haremmates are quite dangerous."
Frowning slightly he stares at the wall while he thinks. "Then again...I think they would behave themselves if I asked. I do not mind wearing a dress. In a way I am already wearing one."
(1) Tod: German for deathRequiem's and Necromancy's Wedding: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=6657093&page=1
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:04 pm
TROWA & TREIZE Trowa sits on the edge of the mer's tank playing his flute quietly to himself. Quite a few people were in the room but he hadn't caught sight of any he knew so he decided to stay where he was.
Treize looked around the shop. not really seeing anyone of interest. Growing bored he moved about he shop, moving to the large fishtank. He saw the boy sitting there before it, the hair, oh lords. He chuckled and moved closer slowly, not really feeling like drawing attention to himself.
Trowa continuned to play to himself. He wondered if he shoudl put down the flute and talk to some of the others. His brother was always telling him he needed to open his mouth if he wanted to get friends.
The coon sat at the edge of the tank and listened to the other play. he sighed and preened his tail, restingi t on his legs as he smoothed the fur down and into place. "You play well..."
Trowa tilts his head slightly so that he can look through his bang without the other seeing. He blinked faintly surprised when he saw the uniform of the man standing next to him. He finished the tune he was playing before lowering his flute to his lap. Turning fully he nodded to the General. "Thank you, Sir."
The general nodded to the other and extended his hand. "I can't say that i remeber your name, but the uniform is a giveaway, soldier..." He waited to see if the other would take his hand.
Trowa slauted the General before taking his hand. "Private Trowa Barton, sir."
The genaral took Trowa's hand and nodded. "A pleasure, Mr. Barton." He grinned at the name, he knew it well, perhaps too well. "Why is it you sit here all alone and away from the party?"
"I'm not much on parties, Sir. I'm not even sure why I came here tonight." Blinking a bit Trowa frowned. Why did I tell him that? He wondered.
Treize shrugged. "To each their own. I do not much care for them myself, however..." he waved a hand at the whole of the room. "They seem to call to me. Though this is far more...casual than I am use to."
"I would imagine so, Sir. You attend a lot of state affairs." Trowa bit his lip slightly as he searched for something to say.
The general nodded. "Yes...yes I do...well, did." he sighed and ran a sweaty hand over his knee. "I have no real reason to anymore...but the thought is interesting to say the least."
Trowa tilted his head to the side. "Those parties were interesting? Forgive me, Sir. But I always thought they had to be boring."
"It all depends on what you find boring...small talk and chatter, can be interesting, however talk of politics, and money...that in and of itself can grow tiresome with time..."
"I guess I don't have a good view of the people who usually go to those kinds of parites." Why did you say that you fool? Now he's going to think you're insulting him! Trowa shook his head and tried to think of a way to phrase that better.
"Is that so?" He looked at the other questioningly, there was no anger in his eye, but he was trying to figure out the boy infront of him. "I will admit that most that attend are downright bastards, however...not all are bad..."
Biting his lip Trowa looked down at his feet embarrassed. "I'm sorry, General. I just realized that sounded like I was insulting you and that's not what I meant to do. I'm not very good at small talk."
"small talk is for those that have little to say. I have a feeling that you have alot to say, but are only afraid to say it, Mr. Barton..." He looked out over the mer tank and nodded. "We all have alot to say..."
Trowa thought about the General's words for a moment. His brother was good at small talk...and had a LOT to say. "I'm not sure I agree with that. Or at least I know an exception to that."
"Well. perhaps it isn't the same allways...however...it's been pretty true to me. Those the talk about nothing, normally have nothing of value for me.." He watched the other ansd sighed. This one had a practiced silence in him. one that had been learned, not nessessarily a personality flaw.
"Maybe the other person was talking about nothing because you didn't ask the right question?" That was something he had learned from his brother. You had to ask the right question or else you weren't going to get the right answer.
"I suppose that could be the problem, but I am pretty sure they did not have much more to offer." he grinned, it was a handsome grin, one that was well practiced and he knew the effects it had on others. "Needless to say, that is not the case here."
"Most people don't say what they mean but what they think other people want to hear. So many people lie to themselves that they don't know their own truths anymore. It is...easier to not talk." Trowa shrugged slightly. He wondered if that made him sound weak?
"There are days when that is prefferable..." He then fell silent, perhaps the other truely did not want to talk, it was his cohice of course, but if he were to fall silent, then he would truely see if the otherwas only humoring him.
Trowa frowned slightly when Treize fell silent. Now he had to come up with something to say. He looked around trying to find something....after what seemed like an eternity he sighed and gave up and tried the truth. "I'm really bad at talking. I have problems finding the words for the things I'm trying to say. My brother is constantly telling me to get good at it I have to open my mouth. But it's hard..."
The general nodded. "yes well, like everything, it does take practice...I was not always good with talking either, but.." He shrugged. "With my rank, you need to know how to talk."
A faint smile curves Trowa's lips as he chuckles quietly, "Then maybe it's a good thing I'll never be a general. I still won't have to talk. Either that or I'll have to see if my brother can throw his voice!"
"you would have your brother talk for you? I would never trust such a thing. He might say something I didn't agree with just to embarass me" He laughed and looked at the other with joy in his eyes.
Still laughing quietly Trowa smiled up at Treize, "Oh...I can trust Jen. If it's important that is. He'd only try to embarrse me if it didn't matter. Anyways he can't cook to save his soul. If he wants to eat he has to stay on my good side."
"Your good side..I see.." He laughed and nodded to the other. "Your brother seems like a model sibling then." He pulled his tail onto his lap and ran his fingers through the fur. "It's good to have a supportive family."
"If you burned down the kitchean trying to boil water whouldn't you want to keep the one who can cook happy? Jen is the only family I have. So we are both rather protective of each other. I do all the cooking and he does all the talking." Thinking of his brother always made Trowa smile. It still amazed him how well they got along considering how different they were.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:06 pm
JENOVA & ROSENCRANZ Jenova wandered into the shop behind Schuldig. He had heard there was a wedding going on and he was curious. Finding a seat that gave him a good view he sat to watch.
He had...actually meant to leave the shop, earlier, but the wind was so coooold, and he wasn't dressed in enough layers for such weather. The angel was sitting on the same couch he had been with Guildenstern on, one knee drawn to his chest.
...There was...a man...
In...a dress...
o_o Was that normal?
*Marriage Ceramony Continues*
o_o
Oh. Marriage.
...It was kind of touching, really, and Ros smiled a little as he watched, though he felt like he was intruding on this tender moment, not being a...guest. Was there an announcement that had taken place? That the shop would be off limits for a while?
Oh no. He'd feel really bad if he had come back, not knowing that...
Glancing around the shop Jenova notices someone he had never seen before. He knew he would have remembered this guy. Seeing the look on the other's face he waved to get his attention and pointed to the chair next to him. Asking with a look if the other wanted to sit.
...Well...he seemed like he was with the party...and not angry at him either. Rosencrantz got up discreetly and slipped into the seat beside Jenova, smiling sheepishly.
Jenova grinned leaning closer to the other he murmured, "I'm Jenova. Don't worry bout anything...this was rather sudden. As long as you're not planning on streaking through the shop I don't think they care one way or another."
The angel smiled gratefully, answering in a hushed whisper. "I...had been wondering." After a moment, he frowned a little. "I haven't been here...all that long. Are weddings common? I mean, I've come to realize the...nature" And here he blushed a little, thinking about people in general and one fox in specific. "of people here, but I wouldn't think that marriage..." And he trailed off, hoping he wasn't sounding offensive. He was truely curious, just as he had been with the way Byron and Aeonus had kissed him on the hand.
Leaning back in his seat Jenova grinned at the other, "You haven't told me your name yet. And feel free to ask me anything. I like to talk. This would be the first wedding I've been to since I've been here so I'd say they are not common. But there is another one in the works."
"Ah! Forgive me." He smiled. "My name is Rosencrantz, it's a pleasure to meet you, Jenova." He bowed slightly in his seat, although his smile was still slightly akward, as was the way he held himself. "And...ah...I see, I see." He thought about it for a moment. "That's...quite interesting."
Jenova waved his hand and tried to think of a way to make Rosencrantz feel more comfortable. Smoothing down the folds of his skirt he raised a brow. "You can call me Jen. Jenova is so formal. Do you have any other questions? I'm very hard to offend."
"...Jen, then." He smiled a little more. "And...no. Thank you, though." To say that Rosencrantz wasn't still confused was to...well. Lie. He had never completely understood the place in which he lived, and now was no exception. It was simply that he had no specific questions at this time. Except. "...And how long have you been here...Jen?"
Jen looks at the ceiling and does the math in his head, "Uhh...about a year. Haven't been out to much though. Got a lot of people at my house who need a full time psychiatrist. I swear I think some of those people's heads would explode if they couldn't talk to me."
"Talking does seem to help people quite a bit. I don't know what Id' do without my friend Guildernstern to talk to, although...he does do most of the talking, I'll admit." Rosencrantz rubbed the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly again. "But then again, he has more to say."
"Oh? You don't have anything to say? Or you can't find the words to say what you mean? My brother has trouble talking. He knows the words he just does't know how to put what he thinks into them." Jen chuckles softly.
"...I...don't have as much to say as he does? Guildenstern is...quite smart." A smile, because he...didn't take pride in that fact so much as he took pride in the fact that the fox was his companion. "And...it does tend to come out rather muddled, what I try to say." He didn't mind admitting it. Guildenstern was clever, and he was...back-up. It had always been that way, ever since he remembered.
Jenova leans back in the chair. "Well say what ever you like then. I'll try to translate and I won't laugh at you. Like I said I'm used to it."
Ros paused, and then frowned. "...I can't think of anything to say." He smiled in an embarassed manner. He had trouble coming up with even the simplest bits of conversation. "...Do you know how to play at questions?"
Laughing amused Jenova shook his head. "No need to be embarassed. It happens to all of us. Play at questions? Never heard of that."
"Oh, it's easy." Rosencrantz smiled easily, just a little bit more in his element. "You see, I ask you a question, and you have to respond with question. But it has to make sense. For example, if I ask you what your name is, you can't respond with 'Why is the sky blue?'. That would be a non-sequiter. Would you like to give it a try?"
"Sure but if I give it a try will you ask embarrsing things?" Jen smirked faintly and winked at Ros.
"The real question is, would you answer me truthfully?" The hummingbird answered, quite noticably more comfortable, enjoying this much more than before. He knew what to do here.
"You think you can come up with something personal enough that I won't answer?" Jen put his chin in his hand and grinned at Ros.
"Aren't you at all squeamish about personal questions?" He was smiling fullout now, leaning back in the chair.
"No but why don't you ask me something and find out for yourself?" Chuckling softly Jen shook his head. It had taken him a brief moment to phrase that right. He was enjoying this game.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:08 pm
RENO & VAL Val walks into the shop, coon tail and bunny ears flicking every now and then. He felt much safer since his chat with Akumu a week or so ago. Glad to be away from Aion again, he stops near the doorway and looks around slowly.
Reno sits on the floor in the shop. He's wearing his normal shirt with jacket and pj bottoms. A cigarette sticks out of the corner of his mouth as he turns the page of the newspaper he is reading.
Val's eyes land on the demon sitting in the middle of the floor. He blinks, ears twitching slightly, then walks over, peering over the other's shoulder. "Whatcha doin?"
Reno looks up at the other. Taking the cigarette from his mouth he blows a cloud of smoke, "Looking for the comics. I think one of my harem mates took them again."
Val blinks, then scrunches his face up against the smoke as it drifted into his face. "Comics? Isn't that them sticking out from under the chair next to you?" He asks, pointing to the brightly colored page before pulling it out from under said chair. "These what you're looking for?" He holds it out to Reno.
Reno puts his cigarette in the ashtray and takes them with a faint frown. "Now how did they get there?"
Val shrugs, still crouching where he'd picked the comics up from. "Maybe they fell out while you were looking for them and movement or wind from somewhere kinda shoved them further under?"
Picking up his coffee mug Reno takes a quick drink. Setting the cup back down he studied Val closely a moment, "Thanks. Who are you?"
Val blinks, looking back up to Reno. "I'm Val, and you're welcome. Who're you?" His poofy coon tail flicked once behind him, flicking some smoke away from his face.
"Reno." Making sure his cigarette is snubbed out he moves the ashtray so that it's further from Val.
Val offers a hand to Reno. "Nice to meet you, Reno. And you didn't have to put that out, if you weren't done with it. I grew up with smokers. My older brother happens to be one."
Reno takes Val's hand as he shrugs, "Not that big of a deal. I wanted some coffee anyways."
Val felt a bit stupid, so blushed a bit in embarrassment. "Oh. Sorry. I'm... still trying to learn how to properly greet people... I used to just run up and pounce them until I got talked to by someone..."
A slow smirk curves Reno's lips. He looks Val up and down for a moment. "Feh. I wouldn't have minded if you did pounce me. As long as you didn't spill my coffee."
Val flushes again, releasing Reno's hand before dropping to sit on the floor. "The coffee would have ended up spilled. I can't control how forceful my pounces can be, truth be told." He said, looking down at his feet for a moment.
Shaking his head with mock sorrow he looked at Val through his bangs, "Now we can't have that. Spillage of coffee is definately a foul. You might have to start the game over."
"Ehehe...." He sweatdrops slightly, eyes flicking to the coffee cup. "What would happen if a foul were to happen, aside from the... game starting over?"
"Now that completely depends on how awake I am. It could be bad...very bad. Coffee is the nector of the gods. Then again it's mostly finished anyways so I guess it doesn't matter does it?"
Val blinks, obviously thinking about something, then shrugs slightly and pounces Reno. heart
Reno catches Val with a laugh and hugs him. "Oh look...you avoided spilling the coffee. I guess you'll live."
Val blinks, glancing down at the cup, then chuckles. "Looks like I will... That's a surprise, for me, anyway..." He then attempts to detach from Reno, red in the face.
Reno gives Val another quick squeeze before letting go. "I don't mind affection. You have my permission to pounce me when you like. Just be careful of whatever I'm drinking is all I ask."
Val's eyes widen a bit at being squeezed, then he sits on the floor again, looking down at his lap in an attempt to hide how red his face was. "Ah... O-Okaay." He says softly, tail swishing.
Reno smirks faintly. Setting the paper to the side he leaned back against the wall. "So...what do you do around this place for fun?"
Val thinks for a moment before answering. "Well... I like to dance, play video games... Draw, color.... Go for walks, explore... What about you?"
"I like to drink, exploring can be fun. Dancing is fun if you have the right person to dance with." Reno winks at Val.
Val blinks, then tilts his head to the side a bit. "So... Do you want me to leave so you can go back to your comics?" He asked, unsure of what to do next.
Reno snorts and shaks his head, "Did I say that? You're more interesting than the comics. I was just reading them 'cause I had nothing else to do."
Val glances back at Reno and blinks. "How am I more interesting?" He asked, obvious confusion in his voice.
"The comics just sit there and don't do anything unless I move them myself. You on the otherhand move and think on you're own."
Val looks down at his lap again, hands sort of twisting in the fabric of his skirt nervously. "If you call acting on impulse thinking... That's probably why I've been in so much trouble lately... I just act, I don't think."
Reno places one hand lightly over Val's to stop him from twisting his skirt. "Hmmm...maybe that's why I like you. I've been accused of not thinking too many times to count."
Val blinks, raising his eyes from his lap to look at Reno. "I'm sure you think more than I do, Reno. I'm... just an airhead, really...." He says, shrugging, as if the thought didn't bother him in the least. "I'm oblivious to most things, except those in need of help, most of the time." He says, blinking, entirely missing the first part of Reno's sentence.
"I'm one of those people who leaps without looking. Life is too short to waste so why be careful about every little thing?" He raises a brow at Val in question.
Val nods slightly, agreeing with Reno's philosophy. "True... So how do you keep from worrying?"
"Don't think about it of course. And if it goes bad just smile...and when it goes worse drink until you pass out." Reno snorted at his own words.
Val blinks, then shakes his head. "Smiling doesn't make my problems go away... And I'm not a heavy drinker... Or at least, I've never tried it before... I might one day, though..." He was thinking of the biggest problem in his life, Aion, who seemed to enjoy treating him as nothing more than a slave and punching bag, although Aion had hinted at OTHER uses he might make of Val. He shuddered just thinking about what that could mean.
Reno waves his hand as he sticks another cigarette in his mouth. "Meh. Works for me. Never said it'd work for anyone else. Also helps to be a fighter."
Val looks down at his lap. Fighter he definetly wasn't, although he'd definetly tried. "Ah... I'm... not the fighting type, unfortunately. My big brother is... but I don't want him getting involved in my... personal life." He said, nodding slightly.
Reno bounces his shockrod on his shoulder. He puts his still unlit cigarette down and raised a brow at Val, "Did you need me to beat someone up for you? I love a good fight."
Val's eyes flick rapidly up to Reno. "N-no... I don't want anyone getting involved in this... He's... Very strong... And convincing... And once he finds out what matters most to you, he'll use it against you... It's almost impossible to even HIT him... My brother's tried a couple times... And ended up getting his fake arm broken and almost made what I am... I don't want ANYONE else to go through this..." He said, drawing his knees up to his chest and resting his chin on them, rocking back and forth slightly.
Reno frowns. Now he's a bit worried. "Are you ok?"
Val blinks, then nods, raising his head up, hoping his eyes weren't lieing. "As long as I'm here... It seems, anyway, here without him... I'm fine."
Reno studied the other closely for a moment, "Ok. If you're sure. I'll stay out of it...on one condition. If you do get in trouble come see me, k?"
Val blinks, then nods. "O-okay... Although there isn't anything you could do against him if he DID show up... He's just that strong... He hasn't shown up here in awhile, thankfully, and I was offered a safe haven with another anthro, Akumu..."
"Tsk. You barely know me. Don't under estimate me already. I might be more dangerous than you think." Reno gave Val a silly grin completely ruining his bad boy image.
Val couldn't help himself, he started to laugh at Reno's expression. "I... I can see that..." he gasps out between laughs, feeling much better now. "And... How would you deal with an overly powerful demon intent on hurting you or doing... other things to you? One that would be expecting resistance?" He asked, blinking curiously.
Reno taps his chin with a finger as he thinks. "A demon, huh? Got a few of those at my place. Might sic one of them on him. Or I can get all the fighters at my place together and we can out number him...just for the fun. I know! I'll make him listen to Schuldig sing. THAT would kill anyone!"
Val blinks, then shakes his head. "I don't think any of that would work on him... See... He was very powerful in Hell, when he lived there... Has many deaths under his belt and is very good at manipulating others into doing his will, by any means neccessary. Be glad he hasn't shown up... He could probably find some way to make me look horrible and evil..." He sighs, ears drooping.
Reno mutters, "Sounds like some of my harem mates." Shaking his head he said louder, "And you have never heard Schuldig sing. NO one can survive that."
Val blinks, then shakes his head. "True, but I don't think noise offends him, no matter how horrible it is. And as I was saying in the example, if you were alone, with no one else around able to help you... And he was expecting you to try to fight him off."
Reno shakes his head again, "Now Val...you need to pay attention here. I'm trying to distract you and make you laugh. Your thinking too much."
Val blinks, then sighs again. "Sorry... Um... Maybe some music will help distract me..." He said, tilting his head to the side. He wasn't 100% sure where the stereo was here, yet.
Reno picked up the paper and his coffee mug as he pulled himself to his feet. "Stereo is right there. I'm just going to put these in the kitchean and I'll be right back."
Val blinks, then nods, standing up slowly and heading over to the stereo, crouching down to flip through the various cds before selecting one and putting it in, staying crouched as he looked at the buttons. Finally finding the power button, his finger moved towards it.
Reno heads off to the kitchean. He puts the paper on the table where anyone can find it. He quickly cleans out his cup before heading back out to Val.
Val tilts his head to the side, pushing the power button, still crouching there, coon tail flicking. "Hrm... Now... Which song....?" He pushes buttons, grinning as it stopped on one of his favorite Queen songs, 'I'm Going Slightly Mad'.
Walking back into the room he see Val at the stero. He headed towards the other and stood behind him quietly listening to the music. He didn't know this song.
Val danced slightly, well, more like wiggled where he was crouched, flipping through other cd's for more music to put in later. He didn't realise Reno was right behind him.
Reno's brow slowly raises as he watches Val. A slow amused grin crosses his face. He wonders if he should let him know that he's standing there or maybe he should just enjoy the show? Making up his mind he clears his throat to get Val's attention.
Val froze at the cough behind him and glances over his shoulder, face turning red with embarrassment. "Ehehehe.... Sorry... Didn't know you were back there, Reno." He said, quickly standing up.
Reno does his best to keep the smirk from his lips. "Oh don't mind me. I was just enjoying the view. Did you find some good songs?"
Val's face turns a darker shade of red as he nods slightly, showing various cd's to Reno. "I... Don't know if you've ever heard of any of these groups before, but they're some of my favorites." The cd's he held were Savage Garden : Affirmation, Aerosmith : Nine Lives, and Metallica: Black.
Reno studied the cd's for a moment, "I know all the bands at least. I like them as well. It would seem you have good taste in music."
Val grins at the compliment, then blinks. "You've never really said what band you like best... I can always look for that too..." He said, blinking.
"My favorite band is Rush. I also like Nightwish and Rednex. I have very unusual taste in music. Actually...I like everything except for country or Reggae." Reno pushes some of his hair back from his eyes. It falls right back where it was as soon as he moves his hand.
Val chuckles a bit at Reno, then tilts his head to the side. "I've never heard Reggae, or this Rednex. But I have heard of Rush and Nightwish. They're as good as DragonForce and Blind Guardian, in my book, which are another few bands I really like."
"I've never heard of DragonForce or Blind Guardian. Rednex is a lot of fun. Kinda country but not really." Reno leaned one hand against the wall as he leaned over Val's shoulder to study the cover of one of the cd's.
Val leans back, showing Reno the cases for the two bands he had mentioned. "There's only one country singer I really like, and that's Garth Brooks." he says, grinning up at the demon.
Reno studies the other cd covers as well. "Hmm, I like Weird Al doing country. Does that count?"
Val thinks for a minute, then grins and nods. "Yes, but only because Wierd Al rocks. One of my favorite Wierd Al songs is "Horoscope". What about yours?" He asks, tilting his head to the side slightly.
Reno laughs as he shakes his head, "ONE favorite? How can I just choose one? I have so many different ones! Right now I really like White and Nerdy. I just about died laughing."
Val tilts his head to the side, confused. "I've never heard that one, unfortunately. I think the newest one I heard was "A Complicated Song." I laughed on that one."
"White and nerdy is one of the new ones. It just came out not all that long ago. I heard it purely by chance and loved it." Reno grinned and humed a bit of it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 2:09 pm
DAMIAN & AMBROSIA Ambrosia walked into the store and fell down onto the sofa, taking a cloth and a dagger out of his pocket he pulled up his sleave and started to cut himself over the cloth. He had stoped cutting himself since his family life had improved greatly but now, he cut himself as he liked the taste of his own blood and the fact that cutting himself, did seem to turn him on a bit.
Damian sliped into the store quietly. He was looking for some peace from the harem. It would seem that some of his harem mates were having a screaming match and he was rather annoyed by it.
Ambrosia heard the door open as he slit his wrist a little more more then he should of and looked up to see who was comming in, he took note of the guy but ignored him and started sucking up his own blood. Sure the guy looked interesting but he wasnt one to just talk to strangers so he would sit back and wait to see what happened before jumping in with at least a 'hi'.
Damian stopped suddenly. He was not expecting that smell. Emerald eyes closed as he took a deep breath. Blood. And fresh blood at that. It was enough to make a vampire...hungry. Very hungry.
Ambrosia got up and sat properly on the sofa and placed cloth on his lap and watched the blood poor out of his arm, realising the pressure from his moth still wasnt enough. He ignored that for the time being and looked up to see who else was here, looking around his gaze, once again fell on to the 'new commer' and took in the look on his face but ignored him once more. It was rude to stear and besides he had to clean up this part of his arm anyway, so with that he wraped the cloth around his arm so the blood wouldnt stain his clothes and waited, waited till that had stopped before cutting himself once more.
Damian slowly walked over. The smell of the blood was almost a physical pull. He stopped and looked down at the other. "Hello. I would ask what you're doing but it seems rather obvious."
Ambrosia looked up at the other with an arched eyebrow, smiling smugly a little, as if he knew something the other didnt and just looked back down at his arm. "Hey and yeah, it is rather obvious isnt it?" He said as he removed the cloth, noticed the blood had stopped and sliced the top of his arm slowly, allowing the pain to go through his body as if it were a sort of drug which is enjoyed greatly.
Damian hissed softly. The smell of fresh blood...he had missed it. His fangs flashed as he tried to control himself. "May I ask why?"
Ambrosia bent down and licked the blood up in a slightly sedusing way, taking note of the others facial espressions and teasing with what he seemed to like or hate, it wasnt exactly THAT obvious. Either way it was fun to tease the other "because I want to?" He said in a tone that could be classified as a 'duh' sort of tone.
Damian's eyes shut and he groaned softly. He wasn't sure how much of this he could take. "It isn't wise to tempt a vampire you know."
Ambrosia got up and walked over and behind the coon and draped his arms around the vampires neck, letting his bleeding arm carry on pouring out with blood. True, it had eased up a little since he cut his arm but it was still bleeding and he was having to much fun teasing the other so why not let the blood continue to tease him? "Well then perhaps I should stop then" he said as he draged the dagger across the back of his hand a little, more blood being produced "though how can one stop when one finds this so much fun?"
He said seductivly into the coons ear, running his finger across the new cut, purpousfully moving it past the coons nose and sucking on it seductivly also. "Mmm you know, this is rather tastey" he said as he pulled away and walked back to the sofa, sitting down and pulled out another cloth and placed it onto the cut on his hand, the other cloth on his arm.
Ambrosia decided to let the coon deal with this another way, he knew it was better to clean these cuts up first before he made anymore cuts in his body.
Damian's watched Ambrosia get up and walk towards him. He turned his head trying to figure out what he was up too. His eyes widened slightly as warm arms were wrapped around his neck. This boy was temptation on legs...and Damian wasn't good at resiting temptation.
He took a deep breath as the bloody finger moved past him. This was too much. He was tempted to just...no. No. He had more control. He was not going to let this child get the better of him. And if he kept on telling himself that he might actually begin to belive it himself.
Ambrosia held onto the cloths tightly, making sure to apply pressure to them as he looked up ans smiled seductivly a little at the coon. "Well, such a big bad vampire wont give into temptation that easily I see, perhaps one should try another way" he said as he smiled a bit wider. "I could do with some fun tonight"he said as he teased a bit of skin through his ripped jeans with the blade of the dagger, not having this as 'another way' just bored a little while trying to stop the blood from his other wounds.
Damian took a very deep breath. He took a step towards Ambrosia and it was rather obvious to anyone who cared to watch that it was against his will. This was a fight that Damian was definately losing. Licking his lips he murmured, "What kind of fun?"
Ambrosia smirked a little as the other came near "well, lets see if you can do a bit of math shall we?" He said to the other teasingly "you and I both like blood and we both know blood can come in, shall we say...handy? For this sort of 'fun'. I am pretty sure with how we are both feeling this 'fun' would more then likely suit us both, so with that said, I shall let you figure out said answer while I go get the first aid kit."
He said as he stood up and walked out towards the kitchen where he knew the owner of this store kept the first aid kit and thus where he could get some band aids from.
Damian reached out as if to grab Ambrosia. At the last second he hesitated, then let his hand drop. He shook his head with a faint smile on his lips, "This child is playing me beautifuly. Why am I resisting?"
Damian took a seat at the table. He crossed his arms on the table and rested his chin on them. Closing his eyes he waited for Ambrosia to come back.
Moments later, after Ambrosia had finished patching himself up and decided to let the think for a few more moments while he looked for something to eat in the fridge. He saw a chocolate mud cake in there and so he grabed a plate, put a peice onto a plate, grabed a cake fork and shut the fridge and made his way back out to the main room. As he arrived he saw the other and smirked a little as he picked up the cak fork, skewered a bit of cake and ate it.
He sat down on the sofa he was sitting on before and swollowed "so, has our dear vampire figured out what two plus two equals yet?" He asked in a little bit of a condecending way though mostly meant it as a tease as he took another bite of his cake.
"2+2 is 4. But if you put 2 and 2 together than you'll get 22 every time. Good cake?" Opening his eyes he studied Ambrosia. Looking at the cake he sighed a bit sadly. He missed solid foods.
"So, someone is smart" he said to the other as he took another bite of cake. "And yes, it is good cake, I would of gotten you a peice but besides this hard maths work you were doing and the fact your a vampire I thought snakes wouldnt be good." He said as he sucked the chocolate off the fork before swollowing and taking another bite "so, the question remains, does this vampire care to have some fun or am I meant to go pray on some other niave uke and take advantage of him?"
He asked the other, knowing he wouldnt ever do that as his brother was a uke and he cared about him greatly but the vampire didnt know that.
"I miss cake." he mused softly. Shaking his head he stared at Ambrosia. A faint smile played at his lips as he wrapped one lock of his hair around his finger. "Mmmm...shall I play weak little uke for you then? It might be interesting."
"Please, dont play that" he said as he sighed softly finishing off the cake "I guess you would miss cake" he said as he placed the now clean plate on the table. "Though, since im feeling generous, you can feed off me tonight" he said as he smiled at the other, walking over to him and wraped his arms around him as he kissed the other tenderly. "Come, you and I have a date elsewhere" he said as he walked back and picked up his cloths and stuffed them in his pocket where his sheathed dagger was and waited for the other.
Damian licked his lips after Ambrosia kissed him. He could faintly taste the cake he had been eating. Faint smile in place he pulled himself to his face and walked over to Ambrosia, "As you wish."
Ambrosia took the others hand and started towards the stores door "I will take you home to my place, we will have more privacy there" he said with a soft sigh.
Damian squeezed Ambrosia's fingers gently as he walked out with the other. "Sounds good."
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