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((awww, cute))
Isaac smiles and glances over, then back at the road, "Sounds easy enough I guess.... my little sister... she used to dress me up like a girl.... that was years ago though.... Well, no too long.... only 2 years ago... I guess it seems like longer." His smiles fades a bit and he rides a little longer, just silent until they finally pull in to the dorm building parking lot. He parks and pulls the key from the ignition. He gives Akio a smile, genuine as he opens his door, "Come on, let's get you cleaned up.... By the way, sorry about that watermelon, I'll buy another after classes today...." he gets otu of the car walking with Akio back up towards the room.

Isaac felt Akio tensing, but tryin to relax. He wondered if Akio had ever been intimate with anyone before... what about that Lazzure kid? ((I mean, intimate as in... this kinda stuff, not.... ya know.... lol)) He shakes any thoughts from his head mentally and lets his mind go blank. He rubs gently at Akio's chest and sides, not feeling but more of just a relaxing sort of stroking. He stops for a moment, just brething gentle warm breaths over the boy's neck and shoulders gently. He nuzzles his neck for a moment. He finally ceases gently, "Akio... if you're uncomfortable...." He waits silently, still holding him firmly supporting Akio who was leaning against him, infact, his body almost curled around him to embrace his.

Isaac lets a little smile tug at his lips as he leans his face into Akio's hand. He sighs softly and says in a barely audible tone, "It's ok.... I've never been.... really close with anyone either....." He opens his eyes again, gazing down at Akio's face, into his pink eyes. He pulls him a little closer, one hand lifting his chin just slightly. He leans down slowly and captures the youth's lips with his own, a gentle yet definite kiss, his lips melding with the boy's. He smiles a small bit into the kiss, relishing the feel of Akio's body up agianst his own. His lips were warm, as sweet as the first kiss he stole from him. He didn't want this kiss to be a steal. He reaches his hand into Akio's hair, running through the tangled green locks that were sticky with watermelon juice that would easily come out in the shower, He gently presses Akio back against the counter, just to have something to kind of support them both becuase he felt his own knees going slightly weak.

(((aw, I hate it when that happens, I'm sorry))
Isaac felt Akio relax, falling to a smooth instinct he was sure the boy had of have had. He was good at this for never having been in the situation before, too good. The hand he had left in the boy's hair trails down to his opposite shoulder, holding the boy firmly against him. The other arm as loose, the hand rubbing up and down Akio's back, inadvertantly feeling the jutting vertebri and ribs as well as the sharp hips. He takes in a slow breath, almost pulling away for a moment, his lips barely leaving Akio's, but then wavering like a whisper. His eyes sweep open for a moment, glancing to Akio's peaceful face. This boy had been hurt, he knew, used for his tiny figure, used as a clothes rack with a pretty face. He was so skinny. Isaac never wanted him to be put through that again. His lips return suddenly, hot and vibrant, his kiss not forceful, but definitely passionate now as his tongue slips into Akio's mouth.

((Jesus, Mie! do you think you have enough crap on your Avi yet?!))
Isaac eyes were closed again, lost in the heat and passion now devoid of all thought but to make Akio happy. He was pressed to the boy in almost a total flush, his hands were finding every feature of his back. It was heaven for all he knew and nothing made sense, but nothing had to (crap, I rhymed, I hate that). His senses were suddenly going wild out from under his and he felt lik ehe was about to fall over. His hips were aligned with Akio's and the friction was white hot heat and it was sudden, a burning sensation that felt so good at the same time that it felt wrong. He had been... well... like this before with other guys, but never this strongly or suddenly. In slight shock he pulls away quickly, hoping Akio hadn't felt it against him. He manages out of his stammering lips, "We don't have l-long before classes..... you s-should get washed up." He was slightly panting, not enough to hear but his breath was quick. He felt his heart pounding and something else throbbing. He tries to make it go away.

((yes, but if I threw you in the ocean, you'd be lost in a matter of seconds! Mie!))
Outside the bathroom, a small whimpering sound can be heard, but the second Akio calls out, it stops. There is rustling heard and a few seconds later, a knock at the door, "Um.... here, I have a towel... Just..." He groans and cracks open the door just enough to stick his hand through with the towel. Nothing more than that. His hand is trembling slightly. He waits until Akio takes it then quickly pulls his hand back, walking back over towards the couch in a slight daze. He looked dazedly down and saw the hypodermic needles everywhere. There was only one, but he was seeing triple now.He gulps and hastily begins trying to pick them up, panicking, grasping for illusion after illusion. When he found the real one, it jabbed him in the hand from trying to pick it up too fast. Akio would be out soon, he had to hurry. He tries to stow it away in his guitar case, blood dripping down his wrist and forearm from the rip in his hand. He was leaving a trail of blood. He gasps as he finally notices it once the needle is hidden away. He jumps up and runs to the kitchen, his depth perception failing and he runs into the counter. He curses under his breath, reaching to the paper towels and getting about 3 of them wet. He wraps one around his hand and takes the other out, trying to scrub the blood from the carpet, however the one at his wrist is falling off soon and he's bleeding more. It was getting ridiculous, he felt like he couldnt see anything. This never happened. Never, it always calmed him down to get a hit. But now... He had needed calming down after Akio's kiss, but this.... this was bad.... he had never let it get this far. He wonders absently if he had put too much in the needle.

Isaac blinks, looking up as Akio fell into action beside him, but he saw the fenziedness, he saw the panic, the fear, the dizziness. Two of them bumbling around freaking out wasn't going to help. He had already caught him anyways, it didn't matter. A small sad look comes to his blue eyes and he smiles a little, sadly. He brings his function hand, still, trembling, to Akio's mouth, "Slow down.... Don't worry, I'm fine.... Just accidently cut my hand and hit I vein I guess.... Just... Just calm down, ok...." He felt on the verge of crying. What would Akio do if he knew about what Isaac did while his pink eyes weren't there to see him. He looks down at the sleeve tied around his hand, tight but it needed to be to cut off the bleeding. He could feel his pulse beating in his hand. He felt tired and just sad for all of this. He was getting sloppy, Akio would find out sooner or later. Why didn't he just tell him now and not break his heart later. He felt his breath catch in his throat hard. He look s back to his hand, the sleeve there, son little bit of excess blood seeping through in the process of cutting of the circulation there. He stares at it for a moment, then looked up to Akio. He ripped his shirt. He looks back to Akio, who was closing his eyes, trying to calm himself down. He stands and lifts Akio up with him to his feet as well and guides Akio to sit back on the couch. He kneels there, laying his head in the boy's lap, sighing. He says softly, his hair hiding his eyes and face other than his moving lips, "I'm sorry... I'll clean it up later, I promise it... I'm so sorry..." He stands back up again slowly and before Akio can even react, he goes to his luggage, fishes out of roll of gauze and hastily stride to the bathroom, pulling the door nearly closed behind him. He could feel sobs starting to well in his throat. And he didn't want Akio to see him if he started to cry. Akio would feel bad for him. And that wa sthe last thing scum like him needed right now, he convinced himself.