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 Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 9:59 pm
 Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking. Dom knew he at least had Nick's attention when he turned his head slightly to look at him from the corner of his eye. A moment later a light touch against his arm added to the effect, but Dom still didn't like what was going on. It was almost like being in a room full of people from a different planet. They were all speaking a language that SOUNDED familiar but for some reason just didn't work. It was so casual for them to talk about sealing or killing and he couldn't figure out why. The teacher, especially, should know better.
"Yes, you are."The violet haired male softly pointed out to the male in his arms when he protested against the statement that he was hurting himself. Nick might not be able to see it but each death weighed heavily on him. He did it because he felt he had to but he never go over them. For instance, when he protested about being nothing like the Crazy Maid there was enough strain in his voice to suggest that maybe some part of him believed he was. He tightened his hold, feeling utterly helpless in the face of things he just didn't know how to deal with. Because it was so far outside his depth.
He turned pained gold eyes towards the teacher in the doorway when he tried to assure him that he was simply keeping an eye out for his brother. Keeping an eye out meant you reminded him when a homework date was coming, not that you tried to kill their friends. THAT was a problem.
"He contacted the other students too, will you be killing THEM?"he asked in a tone of voice that was equal parts sarcasm and honest worry. Where the students safe with this mad man running around? Someone who so casually spoke of death.
"Stop it!"he snapped, finally loosing his patience. It was a miracle all in of its self but their entire conversation had been pushing him closer and closer to it. The lights over head blazed up brilliantly as his hair started staticing a little and his eyes glowed faintly. "What good do either of you think this will do? Yukio almost KILLED himself in order to protect Nick's brother, and Kit just about lost his mind over it! Obviously they are very, VERY good friends. So what are the chances that either of them would be happy with you guys attacking one of them, huh? So before we start threatening to kill each other don't you think we should think about the two kids involved? Would Yukio OR Kit talk to either of you if you hurt their friend?"He glared between the two males, only his hold on Nick giving away how tense he was with the whole conversation. Couldn't they threaten each other in a different way? Take away their favourite music or something for two days if they didn't behave? MUST they jump to killing or sealing them?
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 2:22 pm
 What would you have done to save someone you cared for?
I would rather seal their spirits, even if he didn't want me to, then to see him die the same way..."Are you quite sure? Cause in your eyes, I see a man quite capable of killing anyone without hesitation to protect the one he loves." he answered with a joking sigh. "It's making me laugh on how you claim you are nothing like me and yet you say you would kill my baby brother if I cause harm to your baby brother."
"Only if they kill him themselves...But they serve as no threat as of right now. Each of them are incapable to take my brother's life or spirit energy." he assured the violet hair boy.
"I am very much prepared to take a life of even those close to him. If they are a threat to his life and well-being I swore to eliminate. Even if he ends up hating me I--"
"That's enough..." hissed Sora, looking almost tearfully angry and sad.
Minagi was never the best negotiator always avoiding true meanings and quite frankly, that's why most of the time it gets him in so much trouble. However Sora was the more reasonable one who goes straight to the point. Before Minagi said anything else that was sure to seal his fate, she placed his hand over his mouth. He may not care if he hated him, but she did.
"Your brother...Follow me." Sora motioned the spirits and the aide to follow her, leading them into the dorm room. There a white hair child laid, covered with blankets. "Yukio, are you awake?"To those who want to tell me it's not okay for a man to dress this way
Well you probably have the same hobby
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 2:54 pm
 - * ^ Yukio Miheal ^ * -
"You can probably get where I'm coming from...
Yet you can't understand why I'm still smiling..." Yukio felt a little sad when he faded out, wanting one last kiss, but he was tired anyway, so Yukio said not a word. Instead, he went ahead and tried to drift off to sleep. He was almost in dreamland when the door opened. The boy's eyes snapped open and turned his head towards the door.
"...May I help you, neesama?" he asked, covering himself more. As the sister stepped closer to him, he just made a dark glare. "Neesama, right now is not the best time to come close. I'm still angry with you guys..." The sister stayed at the door and smiled at him.
"Where's your friend?" she asked, slightly worried on how this site was looking, since Kit was no where to be seen
"He's sleeping at the moment. He said he needed to recharge." Yukio ansered. "I offered him some of mine, but he declined rather politely..." Minagi, who was right behind was about to protest until he was silenced again by Sora. "Did some embarrassing things, though...""You can't see that I'm hiding behind this smile
Using it to shut off all of my problems from the outside world..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 3:28 pm
 
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Nick didn’t respond to Dom’s quiet insistence that yes, he was hurting himself because there was nothing he could say. He didn’t feel like arguing the point. At least that was what he told himself rather than examine the idea more closely. The entire point of being a ghost was that you were supposed to be beyond pain and vulnerability. At least that was the idea until someone with power over the dead, someone like this Minagi, appeared.
He flinched at the other blonde’s words, unable to hide the way they hit him. Even if they were delivered in a light, joking tone, they tore viciously at Nick. He did not want to be that person. He knew what he’d said, what he’d threatened, but… He just didn’t want to go through that night again. It would kill him in a way the bullets hadn’t been able to.
But if that had been bad, Dom’s sudden rant all but knocked Nick on his butt. His eyes widened and then shied away. His eyes slid to the two in the doorway then away again. He couldn’t meet Dom’s eyes. He was right, of course, but things weren’t that simple! “Dom…” he pleaded, not sure what he was asking for. His tone was soft, barely a whisper. Both of them needed to stop trying to twist his head this way. He didn’t want to think there might be another side to this.
Because it was beginning to disturb Nick how much a part of him understand this man. He didn’t like him, didn’t want anything to do with him, still didn’t like the idea of him being in the same country as himself and Kit let alone on the same campus. But he did understand where he was coming from. Nick had not realized at first that the two were brothers. Except for slightly more feminine than usual features, they looked almost nothing alike. Blue eyes, red eyes, white hair, blonde hair. But if this man had been protecting a younger sibling whom he thought was being attacked… Had Nick been in Minagi’s position, he would not have held back either.
So even if he didn’t relax, he at least stopped glaring. A moment later he deflated, half collapsing into the hold Dom had on him. “But I don’t want to be helpless…” he tried to explain. The night in the basement had told Nick that the only power worth anything was the power to chose who lived and who died. He hadn’t had that power before but now he did to an extent. He couldn’t choose life for someone, but he could pass death on to others. And somehow that would make sure he was never again the person who bled out while a gun went bang against their sibling’s body.
He found Dom’s hand with his own and curled his fingers around it as he started to follow Sora down the hall to another dorm room. His eyes settled on Yukio and he le tout a relieved breath when the child stirred. He moved nearer Minagi, this time without the glare. He spoke in a very soft voice so that Yukio would not hear him. “I lied. And I am sorry for it. I would not touch your brother. I swear it.”
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 4:35 pm
Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking. Dom's gold eyes continued to glare, he was beginning to understand how someone could respond with violence to a situation. He hated it, and would probably not enjoy it. But it was like the time in third grade when he'd gotten in a fight to protect Rebbecca Carr...he'd broken the other kids nose. In the end he'd run home crying and had baked John a cake in the morning, but the damage had been done. He was beginning to feel that same tight chest feeling he'd had back then when he'd thrown that punch. Crazy Maid had no right to threaten Nick or his brother, but even less to hurt Nick with his words. THAT was why hurting people never worked, in the end everyone just felt bad.
Which was why he sighed and deflated when Nick turned wide surprised eyes towards him but wouldn't meet his gaze. In the doorway the Chick had finally stopped her brother with what looked like the same sort of feelings Dom was having. He could sympathize with her on that. No one should think they would have to throw away love to protect someone. Nick collapsed back against him when the two in the door left with a quick command to follow. Nick's sad words tore straight into Dom's heart and he curled himself tightly about the blonde, closing his eyes.
"Your not helpless, we just have to fight a different way. And I swear I'll help you protect your brother however I can."The violet haired male promised his boyfriend. Even though there was very little way he could permanently harm someone, he had enough power to make them think twice. Even if he wasn't trying to figure out a relationship with Nick he would never have allowed someone to kill at the school without throwing himself in the way first. It just was who he was. Nick wasn't helpless because he wasn't alone.
A hand closed around his and pulled his attention away from the stomach knotting worry of something bad happening. He uncurled his frame and allowed himself to be pulled out of the room and down the hallway to one of the students rooms, hesitating before going in because he WAS a teacher. Once he got pulled in he only wished he hadn't as there was a kid in the bed. Wearing...a lace collar and pigtails? It was all he could see through the blanket. Dom flushed a bright pink and turned his gaze towards the wall while rubbing at the back of his head with his free hand. Okay! The kids response was NOT what he wanted to hear. He was not equipped to be thinking about little kids and 'embarrassing things' in the same sentence.
"Ah...okay...."he decided the safest way was to just close his eyes. He didn't want to know about the pigtails on the boy, especially given his brother was Crazy Maid. Granted he swore Yukio had been perfectly normal when he helped him earlier but he was busy not thinking about it. What a pretty wall!
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 7:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 7:23 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Oh god.
Oh god he wanted to die and go to hell now because it would be less painful than this. Dorian felt like he’d suddenly contracted some combination of flu and migraine and a case of weasels burrowing into his skull from the outside. He winced away from the light of morning and then winced again because even that small movement sent pain shooting through his temples. He moaned and instantly regretted the action as his stomach swirled. He just wanted another couple of days of dark and quiet and sleep until this all went away.
Then a familiar voice next to him shouted and Dorian whimpered.“God, Aizen, quieter, okay?” he demanded, trying to burry himself further under the blankets and away from the noise and light and anything that could possibly help along the world champion headache he could already feel surfacing through the haze and fog.
And then something important occurred to him. Aizen. Aizen was there in his bed with him. Now that he was a bit more awake he could feel the faint movement of a second body near him under the covers. What had happened last night? Had they made up? Things certainly seemed that way given he was definitely not clothed under those blankets and his blue eyed desire was there with him.
He blinked very slowly. “Aizen. You’re here.” And why did he feel like something was missing?
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 9:52 pm
Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking. "Not the dryer!"The violet haired suddenly yelled, jerking his arm around to stop something that was in his dream, only to have reality intercede when his arm smacked into the wall. It was a rather quick way to wake up, hissing and jerking his arm back into his chest.
"Owww"he whined, blinking open his gold eyes to stare hazily at his hand. Last night he'd ended up coming back late, thanks to trying to work everything out between his new boyfriend and the Crazy Maid. In the end they'd managed to get back to his room where Dom had all but tumbled into bed, practically unconscious by the time his head had hit the pillow. Given how clingy he was, he wasn't surprised that there was still a blonde in the bed that he was currently twined about. Frowning slightly he shook out his still stinging hand and curled back around Nick as his eyes started to close, until the numbers on the clock next to his bed registered.
"Holy Brooklyn Dodgers."he yelped again, waking up much more solidly before tumbling over Nick and hitting the floor in a jumble. A second later he sprang back up and ran a hand through his hair to push it back off his gold eyes before he spotted his bag and dove in to it to drag out his clothing. The suit looked a little weird on him but it was what they'd asked for so it was what he'd wear. Dom proceeded in a complex, almost hoping dance, that was his morning ritual as he tried to do several things all at once. He only fell over a couple times when he tried to pull on his pants while brushing his hair.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 10:16 pm
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It was the first time he could remember waking without floating in his entire afterlife. Nick's first conscious thought was that he much preferred the floating. It was more freeing, allowed one to stretch and move without the confines on a blanket, and no mattress, no matter how good, actually felt like 'sleeping on air'. His mind tried to reorient itself for the physical word and his thoughts began to clear. His second conscious thought was that the bed was worth sleeping on for the feel of the arm still wrapped around him.
He could feel Dom stirring gently behind him. That must have been what had woken him. A sleepy smile slipped onto his lips as he attempted to burrow further into that warmth. Unfortunately his attempt coincided with Dom's odd version of swearing and the warmth quickly leaving the bed.
Nick pushed himself up, rubbing and eye and wishing he could at least yawn himself awake. He moved to the edge of the bed and watched the chaotic movements in frank amusement. Without the direct physics contact he let himself go slightly insubstantial, form now close to that of the traditional ghost, half transparent and hovering a foot or so over the bed.
"Late?" he chuckled.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 10:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 11:02 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Dorian couldn't help the smile that slipped onto his lips. He could feel it and didn't try to stop it even though it hurt like hell to do even that much. It was a rather smug smile, one that said he was more than a little posed with how events had turned out. A day. He'd screwed things up but it had taken less than twenty-four hours for him to wake up wit Aizen in his bed again. Granted, he couldn't remember most of it and what he could remember made no sense. He must have been seeing double because he had memories of more than one Aizen. There was something sleek and dark at the edge of his senses but he couldn't get ahold of it.
Oh well. Time for weird hangover effects to fade. He very gingerly sat up. "Don't turn the light on," he said as he got up. "I'll be fine." Dorian leaned over and kissed Aizen's cheek before sliding out of bed. Thirsty. Very thirsty. But he couldn't figure out how to move at more than a snail's pace without feeling like his head was coming off.
He collected his pants, then frowned when he saw his wallet. Alright he could have sworn he had cash in here. He always carried a decent amount, just in case. An inventory said he was missing something else too. What the hell?
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 12:12 am
Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking. "Uh?"The violet haired suddenly mumbled around the handle of the hair brush which was now firmly pushed into his mouth so he could use his hands to button up his shirt. The brush seemed to have had little actual effect on the messy state of his hair which still looked like he'd just stuffed his hand in a light socket. His distracted gold eyes glanced towards Nick who sat hovering a few inches off the bed and flickering slightly between looking like bad reception and a more solid form closer to what he knew. He grinned around the brush a bit lopsidedly.
"Ez oou aulf."he pointed out, blaming the other boy in a mangled mash of words that were hard to recognize around the handle. The grin and dance of mischief in his eyes was easy enough to tell though as he dropped one hand from his button and dug around in the pile of papers to try and pull out what he needed. After a second he found it and set it aside before realizing he wasn't wearing a tie. The brush whacked into the cabinet as he turned and cracked his teeth. Which resulted in him spitting it out with a grimace and rubbing at the abused teeth.
"Ow. Okay, see my green tie? Remind me to set the alarm tomorrow."he rapid fired, tossing another grin at the blonde before snagging up his papers and finding his tie under neath. He made a quick 'ah ha' and shoved it messily into place around his neck before leaning forward to give Nick a quick kiss. Flaring his energy enough to make sure it connected.
"See ya around."he promised with a wink. Before hurrying from the room in a flurry of bright colored hair and his paperwork.
[exit]
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 12:59 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 5:06 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Dorian saw the scowled blush and sighed. "Do you have to look so unhappy every time I touch you?" he sighed, running a hand over his forehead and glancing up through the small gaps in his fingers at Aizen. Normally he probably wouldn't have complained but the headache was interfering with his normal ability to regulate himself and it was frustrating. "I know you don't do that with everyone. You looked perfectly happy stripping that blonde in the hospital, the one you left to go look for," he couldn't help adding, looking rather put out at the memory. The blush on Aizen was cute of course but Dorian did wish it had been a smile accompanying it. The singer was silent for a few heartbeats and then relented.
"I am glad you came back to find me though," he whispered, bright blue eyes glinting as he smiled. It was obvious his memories of the night before were incomplete. In his mind, Aizen had come to him and tempted him into breaking the promise not to touch him. Dorian still didn't realize that Aizen had not been looking for him and had only passed by through coincidence.
He shook his head when he was asked about the money. "Nope. Gone. What did I do, buy out the liquor store?" He was still keeping his voice down and the lights off, moving carefully to avoid worsening his head or stomach. God, he wasn't going to drink for months after this. He collected fresh clothes and got cleaned up and dressed. Whether he felt like hell or not didn't matter. You had to look like the fans expected and they expected cool, polished, and careless. Why did careless take so much effort?
He turned to see if Aizen had made any progress with getting up. "Walk to class with me," he smiled.
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 4:11 pm
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