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Turning to look at Kyruie he starred at him with wide, golden eyes, before he gave a sharp laugh, "Dead? Why would I want him dead?" He asked, leaning forward so that he could rest his arms on his lap, hands clasping tightly together, "No, that would be too quick, too easy, and I can't trust that Nessat will be nearly as harsh with his judgement of the man as I feel he should be." It was probably a stupid thing to do, to question the King of the Gods, but he couldn't help but to want to 'judge' the man himself as well as carry out said judgement. It felt as though it was the only way that he would know that the man had suffered enough that it would actually feel as though it were enough.

Glancing over at Kyruie through his bangs he asked of him, "The man that you were with, the one who messed you up so much, surely you don't want to just kill him?" Surely Kyruie must feel the same, right? Hard to say, though he really didn't want to push him too hard with such questions, it might get him to scratching again which would mean stepping in. An odd thought since he'd never stepped in to help anyone in the world save for Tera before now, so why should he bother with Kyruie? Why was he even considering it? He was spending far too much time with the man it would appear.

"Eh?" The question was an odd one, one that he couldn't recall ever being asked before given those he appeared before could care less about 'his' name, "I... don't have a name, and no, I don't go by Tera. I am not Tera." He wasn't that idiot! They just happened to share a body was all.

He watched as Kyruie set to tugging on his hair, something that oddly made his hand itch to reach out to give that hair a tug himself. He was starting to think that maybe Tera was influencing him far too much. He didn't like this guy like Tera did, he didn't like him at all, damn it! He pushed the thoughts aside as Kyruie spoke up and he found himself starring at him, not really sure what he thought about the answer that felt like a non-answer. He merely gave reasons for why he should deal with the man in a manner similar to how he might. Instead he didn't seem certain, or so it felt.

"I guess there is really no way of saying, huh? As much as I would love to think I would take a knife to the guy... who knows? Either of us, when faced with those monsters again, we could just freeze up." The idea of falling into old habits wasn't something he relished the thought of and he had to shake his head to clear the memories that threatened to come rushing back, "It might be best for us to refrain from going after them straight away, we probably aren't ready." He'd add Kyruie to the mix too, since he didn't want to seem weak alone.

Reaching out a hand he caught hold of a lock of Kyruie's hair, giving it a little pull, trying to distracted himself from the fact that his hands were shaking a little. He starred up at him for a moment then said, "I should have a name, huh? I've never thought about it, but being able to be called something other then 'Oh, it's you again' of 'hey, you' would be nice. So, what should I be called then, Kyruie?"

He gave a nod of his head, glad to hear that Kyruie was agreeing with him. It made him feel a lot better, it meant that he wouldn't have to feel alone in his fear of his old master. The man was no where nearby, at least not as far as he was aware, and he hoped that he wasn't Tera, idiot that he was, wouldn't understand that he should stay away from the man, meaning he'd be forced to take over again. It wasn't something that he really wanted to think about though, feeling that he would have more enjoyment just focusing instead on the one who was keeping him company. He wasn't the sort he wanted hanging out with Tera and yet he didn't mind him so much when it was the two of them talking, which was rather... odd.

Giving a bit of a snort he said, "You were the one who made it seem as though I needed a name, so I figured that maybe you had an idea for what it might be." It seemed as though Kyruie didn't have any ideas, saying that he wasn't that creative, meaning that he would need to figure something out for himself, "I will try to figure something out. Now that you point it out I find that I... kind of want a name of my own. I can't say that I tend to look for a lot for myself but I suppose a name is important, or else I am little more then a ghost." One that only seemed to be haunting Kyruie recently.

Shifting slightly in his seat he found himself thinking on what it was that he might be able to call himself. He couldn't say that anything really popped to mind straight away, leaving him fumbling with half thought out ideas, but found fault with each one of them. Names really were a complicated necessity, weren't they? He was still thinking on it when Kyruie suddenly took hold of some of his hair, giving it a tug, and said tug dragged him out of his thoughts as he starred at his fellow Matori, his eyes going a bit wide with surprise, "What are you doing?" He demanded of him, wanting to tell him to pull on his own hair... but went silent at what he was saying next, words that seemed almost too kind for his liking.

He wasn't a ghost and he deserved an identity and a name, a thought that stuck with him, making him want just that. Kyruie he realized was a bit dangerous, giving him so many ideas. He should be content as he had been, as Tera's guardian, and yet here was Kyruie pointing out other things that he should desire on top of that, things that didn't involve Tera at all. It was a strange change of pace, one that left him a little uncertain of himself for the first time, and yet he felt almost... happy. Which in and of itself was pretty strange.

"Terasu?" He wanted to mock Kyruie about it, to ask him how long it had taken him to come up with the name, but the words never came. Instead he found himself mulling over the name, even repeating it a couple times, "Terasu... Terasu... my name. I like it." He finally said, glancing toward Kyruie, reaching out to catch hold of some of his hair, giving it a little tug, as though to thank Kyruie for the name by doing what the man seemed so fond of, that being getting his hair pulled on.

Was it just him or did Kyruie seem to suddenly be a bit... embarrassed? That was odd, here he was all but begging for attention and when he finally got it he ended up flushed and riled up. It was kind of amusing, made to be even more so when he was suddenly talking about being thirsty and wanting to get them something it seemed. He never made it though, instead just succeeding in breaking the cups instead. Terasu, as he was now dubbed, turned to look at the broken pieces of the cups, then back again, about to comment on Kyruie's ever impressive grace... when he found himself suddenly shoved back on the couch he'd been sitting on.

A little 'omph' sound escaped from him as he found himself pinned by the bigger male, realizing for the first time that Kyruie had put on some muscle since the last time he'd found himself in this sort of close proximity with him. He starred at him a moment, wondering what it was that he was plotting, how far he might be trying to push his luck, right here in the middle of his family's living room. Instead of doing anything anymore serious then just pinning him he just seemed to freeze up instead.

Terasu waited, quietly, watching as Kyruie seemed to be having a bit of an internal struggle with himself, something that had him rolling his eyes a bit, "You're pathetic, you know that, right?" He said, reaching up so that he could tangle a hand into Kyruie's hair, dragging him down for a kiss. Why not, it was hard to resist him when he was acting like such a mixed up idiot. Acting as though he wanted a kiss, then trying to retreat, he was as screwed up as as Tera and Terasu were... and it was in this moment that he was starting to understand what Tera saw in that fact. After a moment he broken the kiss, then asked, "Was that what you were looking for, Kyruie?"

Terasu gave a shrug, "Maybe I did, I am still getting used to the idea of doing things I want instead of just what is needed to protect Tera." He said, feeling that he could easily blame those new thoughts and desires on Kyruie, he was the on giving him the encouragement to be more then just a nameless protector. So what if he wanted to have a kiss or two that he choose to share with someone? To be honest they were a lot nicer then the kisses he'd had in the past, tempting him to steal another kiss or two. He woudl have too if it didn't seem as though Kyurie might have had enough given he was withdrawing a little.

Sitting up slightly Terasu ran his fingers through his own hair, neatening a little it as he watched Kyruie, "Not bad, I think that I might actually like you a little, Kyruie." He told him, not wanting for him to think that it was some sort of love at first sight crap. In fact he really didn't like him at first sight but Kyruie seemed to be growing on him.

Much to his surprise, instead of withdrawing completely Kyruie was suddenly returning for another kiss. He have a bit of a chuckle in his throat before returning the kiss. Why not, what was the harm in a couple more kisses? Especially when he was the one that had been poking at Kyruie and getting him all riled up to begin with? It was something he would need to remember how to do, in case he felt like indulging again sometime in the future as well.

It all seemed to go a bit too fast for him to realize at first what was going on. One more it was just the two of them, making out and fooling around, then Kyruie was suddenly flailing about about in a manner that landed them both on the floor. The only upside being that at least Kyruie landed on the ground first and he landed on top of him, saving himself the danger that went around with hitting the ground first. He jerked himself up right, opening his mouth about to curse at Kyruie for doing such a dangerous and stupid thing... that was until Ashta spoke up. It was a voice that caused Terasu to go completely stock still, as if that would suddenly make him invisible, before slowly turning to glance at the older Matori man.

There was a long silence as he sat there on top of Kyruie, trying to figure out what the 'right thing' to say was to the 'good brother' now that he was here. Instead of anything really coming to mind he merely dropped his gaze and did his best to look embarrassed even though he wasn't. It was less embarrassed over being caught and maybe more ticked off since he was actually enjoying what he'd been partaking of and it had been screwed up! On top of that he couldn't very well tell him off, could he? Not when he needed Ashta to look after Tera from time to time too. Wait... oh damn... Tera wasn't going to remember any of this, was he? So what if Ashta brought this incident up to him?

Pushing to his feet he took a couple stumbling steps back, careful to avoid the broken glass, before looking between the two brothers, "I... ahh... I should... go home now." He doubted he'd actually go home but it was better then being stuck between these two he thought to himself, moving to try to retreat if at all possible.