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 Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 1:06 pm
For a moment, Muraki just looked at Tsuzuki as if he were crazy.
Then he started to laugh.
The man turned his head to the side, trying to stifle the laugh with one hand, but finding the shinigami's expression just too humorous.
"Gomen gomen..." Kazutaka eventually replied, smiling slightly. "I didn't mean to laugh... it's just... well... you had this look of a little puppy begging for attention and I just couldn't help it."
Enjoying this moment of a semi-sweet breakfast, the doctor could do very little aside from bite the end of the strawberry.
(((OOC: I really don't know what to do with Watari nor how to progress the RP between him and Micheal because we're kinda short on people.... Any ideas, Shu?)))
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 4:17 pm
((Well Watari won't find any trace of Otori living or otherwise. Unless Watari takes exception to having his stuff messed with. I'll hafta think on it.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 9:53 pm
Shuichi-taru ((Well Watari won't find any trace of Otori living or otherwise. Unless Watari takes exception to having his stuff messed with. I'll hafta think on it.)) (((Then think on it, hehehehehe. I'm just kinda at a loss as to where to go with this. Gomen... That's not usually like me.)))
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 4:05 pm
((Perhaps I should take on the role of Otori?))
"Puppy! That's sooo mean, Kazu!" Tsuzuki half-whined like a child. Tsuzuki didn't realize it, but with some imagination, one could picture him with sad puppy ears and a tail between his legs. Huffing for a bit, the shinigami smiled a little when Muraki took a small bite out of the juicy strawberry. Puppy, eh? Well perhaps he could be like a puppy, if that's what the ashen-haired doctor wished to compare him to. Popping the rest of the ripe strawberry into his mouth, Tsuzuki grabbed Muraki's shoulders and threw him onto the bed, making quick work of straddling the man and kissing him before any protest could be made.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 5:22 pm
"Yes, a puppy. Something wrong with..." but before Muraki could say anything else, he found himself being thrown, literally, onto the bed.
Air escaped him in a rush of surprise, before his lips were claimed by those of the shinigami who was currently straddling him.
For a moment, there was the inclination to resist... but that initial reaction subsided and silver eyes closed as Kazutaka wrapped his arms around Tsuzuki's neck.
(((That would be up to Shu...)))
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 6:26 pm
Deepening the kiss, Tsuzuki relished his currently dominant position. Pulling away, nearly out of breath, he chuckled lowly, smirking.
"So, Kazu....am I still a puppy?"
Roughly, the slightly smaller man pulled the pale doctor's wrists up over his head and pinned them to the bed. Tsuzuki may not have looked to be much, but he was indeed quite strong.
"I dunno if you wanna play this game with me, sensei." he teased. Puppies played games, right? Indeed, this could be fun.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 6:33 pm
Laughing softly, Muraki opened his eyes. "Well... I suppose I could change it from puppy to wolf pup, Asato." he admitted, letting the shinigami maneuver him as he pleased.
Games...
Hadn't games always been Saki's favorite thing?
That thought sparked a line of semi-panic behind Kazutaka's gaze, but it was soon quelled and diminished just as quickly as it appeared.
Tsuzuki wasn't like Saki. There was actual love there, in every gesture.
Arms pinned over his head, the doctor laughed softly once more.
"I like to think I excel at such games..." he teased with a half smirk.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 7:35 pm
Muraki had teased back, and, like a puppy, that fact had excited Tsuzuki to no end.
"Wolf pup, eh? Well I guess that IS a step in the right direction!" Tsuzuki laughed, smiling. Stretched out on top of Muraki, the shinigami nuzzled his face into the other man's neck, kissing it gently all over. This was something Tsuzuki would remember for eternity, and look forward to in the future.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 8:31 pm
The Ani-chan ((Perhaps I should take on the role of Otori?)) ((If you want to you can I have a picture and a bit of a story on the little angelic bookworm))
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 8:41 pm
((PM me...maybe I can help you guys...))
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 10:22 pm
Laughing softly, Kazutaka kept his gentle hold on Tsuzuki. "What's so funny?" the doctor asked quizzically. "A moment ago... you had the look of a predator... and yet you're adorable like a puppy." he smiled. "I had to figure out how to merge the two into one image."
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 9:15 am
Tsuzuki rolled over off of Muraki, lying on his back on the cool linens.
"Puppy, predator, Well, I don't even really know what I might be sometimes." he chuckled.
"I guess that's what's so funny to me. I'm a century old and I still get called 'adorable'. Not that I'm complaining." the shinigami turned onto his side, looking at the doctor with sparkling eyes.
"You are the first...though. To really try to...I dunno...understand me? You just make me so happy, Kazu!"
Tsuzuki reached out and tenderly cupped one of Muraki's hands in his, bringing it to his face where he kissed the palm and placed the hand on his cheek, leaning his head into the soft warmth. Muraki...made him feel safe. Had anyone asked him a week ago if this would ever happen in a million years, the answer would have been a definitive no. Muraki was his worst enemy, his greatest fear. Now the doctor was the center of his world and the one person he wished to protect above all. A fragile human, a damaged man.
Tsuzuki loved him unconditionally.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 9:33 am
Otori ran a hand through his red hair as he sighed. The angel was tired. Tired of so many things, in so many ways. Carefully, he wrapped an ancient red book in a velvet cloth and slipped it back into his bag, sighing again.
He didn't intend to go back. Really, as far as he was concerned, there was nowhere to go back to, now.
Sitting atop a telephone pole, the tenshi kept his wings folded, turning his head to one side. Just across the way, there was a window. It looked to be a view-way to a mortal's dwelling. Otori simply sat and stared. Perhaps if he waited long enough, he would see something interesting.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 11:03 am
Micheal walked over to the window and collapsed into a chair beside it, restlessly flipping through the pages of the book he'd picked up. He supposed it was nice of Watari to lend him his apartment but there wasn't really anything to do here. The only thing that there seemed to be plenty of was time. And he wasn't a very patient demon at the best of times, unless there was something that he was waiting for. The demon sighed and tossed the book aside, not really caring where it landed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 12:02 pm
There was movement by the window that Otori watched. A human, a man, sat down in a chair, leafing through a book. Because of the distance, he couldn't make out any detailed features of the person he was watching. It wasn't much to watch, but Otori had nothing better to do for the moment. The human seemed frustrated...or perhaps...bored? Otori wasn't sure. Shifting his position on top of the telephone pole, the angel stretched his wings wide, trying to get comfortable. If anyone could have seen him, the sight would have been astounding. Otori really was magnificent, a sight to behold even among angels. Luckily, humans could not see him, so there was no worry about the man in the window across from him...
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