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 Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:12 am
One look, could kill.
My Pain, your thrill.  Aiden paused at the door, his head tipped to one side and the ever docile midnight blue orbs looking back at Yukio as his smile spread slightly wider. The boy had pulled out a wallet and held out a twenty. A whiskey deep laugh, as bedroom dark as his voice, spilled free as he shook his head slightly. For one, he was a lot more expensive than that, but the thought was sweet. For the other, he'd hadn't done it for the money.
"Keep it, buy yourself something pretty."the dark haired male told him lifting his hand in a wave. If he did his job right, with his looks, he probably could be getting a whole lot more money from his patron. Besides, he sort of liked the boy. He couldn't even remember what it was like to be that shy or nervous, a distant part of him remembered screaming...but it was a long time ago. With a final brush of his welcoming smile he slipped out of the room and started down the hallway. He was supposed to go to classes soon, but he really couldn't find it in him to care. Maybe he'd find something else to entertain himself with instead.
[exit]You're Poison, don't wanna break these chains.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 1:31 pm
 
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It had been a long time since Nick had wished so fervently for the end of the school day. He sat on the edge of Dom’s bed, trying to decide what to do with himself now that he had someone to wait for. Part of him didn’t see why he couldn’t just spend the day hovering over Dom’s shoulder, watching him work. He was curious about the professional side to the boy, but there were a few thing stopping him. In the first place, he wasn’t confident how close he could get to the other male without accidentally flickering or solidifying. Suddenly appearing and dropping into a class in the middle of a lecture did not sound like a good idea. So Nick would keep his distance during class time, at least until he got better control over the way he reacted to the golden eyed young man.
His thoughts strayed over the events of the past day and he nervously ran a hand through the thick blonde hair. Shame crept up on him and he hung his head. Stupid. He’d done so many stupid things, especially the very last bit where he’d threatened Yukio. Nick held no particular attachment for the little psychic, but all his interactions had been friendly and the white haired boy was very polite and courteous to him. And Nick had threatened him, even if he hadn’t really meant it at the time.
He felt himself rise, feet hovering a foot or so off the ground as he slid through the wall and back out of the dorm room, heading for the student’s wing. He could faintly remember the feel of the little red eyed psychic and steered himself towards it, finding Yukio in a dorm he did not recognize. And very suddenly Nick realized what it was Yukio had been wearing the night before. And was still wearing. Minagi had said something about making Yukio more presentable for Kit… Oh god he did not need that mental image.
He flushed and coughed before appearing in front of Yukio with a small smile. “How are you feeling?” he asked, tilting his head and trying to figure out a way to examine the boy’s health without actually looking at the overly exposed skin.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 1:57 pm
 - * ^ Yukio Miheal ^ * -
"You can probably get where I'm coming from...
Yet you can't understand why I'm still smiling..." He watched as the boy walked away and practically fainted. Only for a couple of minutes though. It didn't last for so long because he managed to gain back all his feeling again and all his emotions got back into a straight line and organized. That was the weirdest guy he's met all week...ish.
He heard a small cough from behind him and turned to see Nick, his face a little flustered. "Ah, good morning." he said rather calmly. The average person wouldn't know why the boy was acting so calm. To Yukio as long as he acted calm, no one would ponder on it."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: Mon Jul 19, 2010 2:27 pm
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Well he seemed well enough. That was a relief. Nick found himself softening. Yukio had a rather peaceful presence. Even when he was dressed like that. The ghost decided he’d better get over his uncomfortable attitude quickly since it looked like he would be seeing quite a bit of Yukio in the future. Kit seemed to have fallen into the same trap Nick had fallen into with Dom. And part of him was very grateful to the little white haired boy for that. Kit connecting with others rather than tormenting them was a huge leap. And granted, part of his brother’s connection to Yukio probably did involved certain amounts of tormenting, but it was progress. Nick hadn’t thought they were capable of growing any more after death, but both of them had started to evolve, just a little. And that was a good thing, right?
“You were injured pretty badly,” the spirit said, watching the calm face. “But you seem to have recovered. I really am happy to see that, little psychic.” The small nickname was a teasing affection, said in the same tone Nick might have spoken to Kit. Even if he still counted Yukio as mostly mattering in relation to how happy he made the other blonde ghost, he was starting to warm up to him in a more general sense as well.
He settled onto a nearby empty dresser, watching the boy. His eyes turned gentle. “You saved my brother. If there’s anything I can do to thank you, I will.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 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..." "Nah...It really wasn't that bad. Neesama is an excellent healer...She usually can recover most of my spirit energy in a couple of hours." commented Yukio. It really wasn't at all bad for him. He was quite used o the feeling. And he often wished that feeling would take over his entire body to let him die and be free of the constant abuse. However, recently, he hadn't been caring much about if he should die because of the Miheals. While they were still as cruel to him, it was mainly only the father. Aizen showed some weakness to him and his mother was starting to get fond of him.
Why the father was always glaring or coming close to hit him was a mystery to him.
When Nick mentioned a possible way of thanking him, Yukio grasped the ghost hand, not knowing how, and looked deeply into his eyes. "If you happen to find out where my brother lives, burn his house to the ground." he requested, his eyes completely serious about it."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: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:25 pm
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Nick privately disagreed with how bad it had been. He had been about the only one both conscious and close enough to Yukio and Kit during the middle of the ghost’s breakdown to get a good look at the two of them when they’d been struggling between life and death. Kit had been screaming in rage and pain and Yukio had barely been able to speak and looked hardly strong enough to lift his own head after he’d been hit by the strange weapons. It had been worse than bad, terrible in fact. It was a miracle they hadn’t all ended up dead or worse than dead.
So the ghost merely raised a skeptical eyebrow, but decided not to argue. “Then your sister has my thanks as well.” The more smooth, formal tones were evidence of Nick’s out-of-time origin. He had some trouble with the more modern slang at times despite having ‘lived’ through decades of students using everything from ‘groovy’ to ‘tubular’. He reached out one hand and gently ruffled the boy’s hair in an older-brother gesture. Yukio really could use a supportive sibling rather than ones determined to make his life more difficult despite good intentions.
He blinked, then laughed, grinning suddenly. “I can’t leave the campus, but if you think of any other requests, I’m here,” he answered, still laughing. The seriousness of the strange request was just too much.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:49 pm
 When children are doing nothing, they are doing mischief.The smaller blonde ghost yawned, feeling his consciousness solidifying back into what it normally was as he hovered on the edge of the empty world that ghosts went too when they weren't exactly aware. His form coming back and forming up into the familiar outdated outfit with his blonde hair contained under a brown cap. He blinked his pale gold eyes and stretched his arms above his head before sending his energy out in a soft searching move.
The blonde's head tipped to one side as he sensed Faust and his brother together in the same area. A mischievous grin spread across his lips and flashed his teeth as he faded from sight only to faze back in a few seconds later behind a still dressed up white haired male. He grinned over Faust's shoulder at his brother who was laughing. Nick didn't often laugh so it was a good moment. Kit solidified enough to go solid as he hovered a few inches above the bed and wrapped his arms around his pet and propped his chin on the boy's shoulder.
"What requests? What are we doing, and why wasn't I invited?"Kit asked with a bright grin. Mostly recharged and more than a little happy that Faust had done like he'd asked and stayed in the outfit. He shifted so he was surrounding the smaller male from behind in a protective almost seeming hold as his pale gold orbs looked between the only two people he'd likely ever not acted selfishly with.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 3:55 pm
- * ^ Yukio Miheal ^ * -
"You can probably get where I'm coming from...
Yet you can't understand why I'm still smiling..." "I'm pretty sure she would rather she thanks you..." Yukio smiled. He looked down and just started speaking again. "...Say...if you had a chance to be in a real living body again...would you take..." Yukio was saying all this because he was more thankful for them for caring...But it was also a little cruel because they'd only have one day as a normal human. Plus, it was up to his sister anyway whether they are worthy of borrowing her body for a full day.
"Ah...Never mind." he retracted his words quickly. "Forget what I said."
"And since you can't do that...I pretty much have nothing else you can do..." He commented, pointing his index finger upwards. Suddenly he felt arms around his body and blushed a rather dark pink. He turned his head slightly to see the younger blonde on his back, keeping his head on his shoulder. He smiled at him, slightly nervous and embarrassed. "G-good morning Kit-dono." he greeted politely"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: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:11 pm
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Nick gave the boy a curious look, wondering what he was talking about. He had possessed people before, though never for very long. It was too tiring, especially if they were conscious and fighting you. And yes, part of him did like having a real living body for that small amount of time, but he’d found it was even better when he could solidify himself with Dom’s unique energy field. Then he could hold himself, didn’t have to invade another body like a parasite. “You want me to possess your brother?” he guessed, making a face. He didn’t particularly want to share a brain with Minagi. That idea held too many disturbing possibilities. Especially if this was the man who had dressed his little brother up like… well, like he was now.
But Yukio seemed to want to drop the train of thought so Nick let it go. He remained curious however and merely shrugged when Yukio said there was nothing else he could do. Something would eventually come up and Nick wasn’t the kind of person to forget his debts to others. He’d make it a point to look out for the white haired boy when he could. That is, when he wasn’t with Kit.
And the moment he thought the name Kit appeared, wrapping his arms around Yukio in a manner that spoke volumes about the direction that relationship was headed. Nick winced and again wanted absolutely nothing to do with those particular thoughts. He had to admit though, they were awfully cute together. If ‘cute’ could be safely applied to the blonde in the hat.
“Kit, do you have something you need to tell me?” he asked, wondering how much his brother would admit to out loud even while he was wrapped around the other boy.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:34 pm
A loud click is heard as the intercom system flares to life under the control of a voice that speaks a moment later. It's an extremely happy voice belonging to a heavy set male in his late fifties and filled with enough excitement and cheer to drown in.
Attention Students!
This is your principle speaking. I just want to welcome you all to a brand new year at Bell Liberty Academy. I'm sure you'll all have a wonderful time at our fine school and grow academically before we part. We, the teachers and staff, want to welcome you to our world.
Classes will be starting in about twenty minutes, so I advice all students who don't wish to receive an early detention to please make your way to classes. The west hall has been flooded in an unfortunate accident so the 8th grade home room class is going to be held in room 63 today, please note the change 8th graders.
Again, welcome to our wonderful school and do your best! My door is always open if you wish to talk about anything and our friendly staff is more than happy to help. Enjoy your stay and work hard and we will all enjoy a wonderful year.
And then the voice cut off.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 5:02 pm
When children are doing nothing, they are doing mischief.Pale gold eyes glinted in wicked enjoyment when Faust turned his head slightly to meet his gaze over his shoulder and smile slightly at him. The slight nervous and embarrassed edge to his smile had Kit's smile growing.
"Mornin'."Kit purred, playing off the hesitation happily as his sense of time was slightly off. When he slept it was almost like time simply hadn't existed while he was gone. So he was still rather in a good mood from the end of yesterday. He didn't want to think about the rest, because it upset him. So he did what Kit was great at, pretend it hadn't existed.
Pale gold eyes shifted to his brother as he rubbed his cheek against Faust's much like he had done the first time they'd meet. A bit like a cat rub. He grinned at his brother, not really getting where he was going with his question. After all, Kit was a bit new to this whole thing and was just going with what felt good.
"Don't use the toilets in the third floor?"he asked, arching his eyebrow and remembering that at some point he'd managed to mess up the pipping in there earlier. He still had to go ahead and to the plan he'd had before the a*****e teacher had shown up. Kit ignored the announcement that went over. He was used the the idiot that was a principle and generally ignored him after he'd realized the man never got worried when weird things happened to him. It was annoying.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 5:25 pm
- * ^ Yukio Miheal ^ * -
"You can probably get where I'm coming from...
Yet you can't understand why I'm still smiling..." Yukio kept his face away from his as he tried to escape his grasp. It was embarrassing for him to be doing that, but it was also rather warm for him as well. "Sleep well? Ah..." Yukio carefully listened to the announcement and struggled faster. Giving up the struggling, he turned his head back to his and gave him another distraction kiss, which gave him enough time to escape his warm yet ghostly arms.
"I'll talk to you guys later! I need to go to class!" he called, waving good-bye."You can't see that I'm hiding behind this smile
Using it to shut off all of my problems from the outside world..." [EXIT -> CLASSROOM FLOOR]
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 5:42 pm
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Nick watched his brother lazily stake a kind of invisible claim on the white haired male. There had been a definite sense of ownership there before but it was taking a distinctly less childish overtone as time progressed. Whereas before they had looked like a child with a new toy, the definition and use of said toy was taking an adult turn. And Nick had no idea how much Kit was aware of all this. There seemed to be less knowledge and more instinct directing his brother’s actions and that answer served to further encourage it. Great. Why had Kit had to be frozen as the edge of discovering there was more to life than pranks? The older ghost mentally cursed his parents for not having had this conversation with Kit a long, long time ago.
He was temporarily saved from answer by the announcement overhead. He glanced upwards idly, tilting his ears in the direction of the hallway’s speakers somewhere just beyond the bedroom door. Class. Well at least he could be reasonably sure that Kit wouldn’t kidnap Yukio straight out of class and further explore his new awareness. Reasonably sure.
Oh god, Kit with hormones. Nick shuddered.
He gave a small wave as Yukio turned and kissed his brother, sealing every suspicion Nick had, and scurried away. Then he let his head lower into his hands and spend a few moments thinking dark thoughts about various people and things and generally avoiding the idea that it was his duty to have some kind of talk with Kit. Because he really, really didn’t want to do that. It crossed his mind to beg Dom to do it for him but he couldn’t imagine that conversation going well. Maybe he could borrow Dom’s mother…
“So I take it you and Yukio are in some kind of relationship?” Nick tried, easing into the topic to see what Kit had decided on. He raised his head and rested his chin on the back of his hand as he continued to sit on the dresser. He would be lucky if Kit didn’t just get bored and wander off.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 6:07 pm
When children are doing nothing, they are doing mischief.Kit had no intention of letting go of the white haired male. Classes were boring anyway and he didn't need to go to them as far as the blonde ghost was concerned. So he ignored the slight struggles in favour of rubbing against his cheek with a pleased expression. He might never have let him go either had the white haired male not turned his head and given him a kiss. Pale gold eyes closed on a purr as he leaned into the kiss before Faust was suddenly gone, waving at them from the door about going away. Kit huffed annoyed and flopped back on his back across the bed, hovering a few inches above it as he shoved his hat down over his eyes in a full out pout.
He only moved when he felt his brother move closer and then ask him about Faust and his relationship. A finger lifted and bumped the rim of his hat up so he could look at his brother, just about the only person he'd have broken a good pout over. He shrugged slightly and crossed one leg over the other that was bent, bouncing his booted foot.
"He's mine."Kit answered, not seeing why this should surprise Nick. He'd kept pets before, although granted none of them had been as interesting as Faust was proving to be and the little embarrassed looks he gave him made him feel a little weird and get urges he wasn't very good at ignoring. After all, Kit always did exactly what he wanted, he didn't have the social cut off that most people did. Death had only exasperated the issue.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 6:21 pm
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Of course god wasn’t going to make this easy for him. Nor was Kit for that matter. But Nick had seen that kiss, had seen the intensity that had resulted in the younger ghost’s low purr and immediate distraction. This was not a simple case of ‘you are mildly entertaining’ as happened with most people or things that drew Kit’s eye. Even the fact that he was still clinging to Yukio after having spent so much time with him was unusual. Kit’s attention span was nothing to be proud of. And the scream when Yukio had been injured… No there was nothing casual about this. It wasn’t going to be easily dismissed with time and patience on Nick’s part.
“Kit, he kissed you,” he pointed out, looking pained at having to even go through this. Not his job, for crying out loud. But he was the only one currently in a position to make sure Kit at least had some idea of what was going on before things went south. …in more ways than one. He couldn’t really prohibit Kit from doing anything because Kit was technically very old and you couldn’t stop something like that forever but he really wished he could. Playing the ‘you’re too young’ card would have been very convenient.
“I… you…. ******** hell,” Nick muttered. The swear was completely out of character for him. Nick never swore. But there he was, trying not to let his own face turn red, contemplating the idea of explaining the bits about sex that were not covered by MTV and god knew what other channels Kit had stumbled across over the years.
“Christopher, I am trying to figure out what you need to know about physical relationships.” He hoped the use of the full version of Kit’s name would at least make him sit up and pay attention. The faster they got this over with, the happier Nick would be. He could go bury his head under a rock for a while and wait for Dom to come back and distract him from how wrong this was.
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