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 Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:25 pm
 Michiru Agi Michiru's mouth hanging open in a silent gasp, his eyes shut tight. His hand almost twitching, clung to Angel's shirt, like a reflex to take a swing or shove the male. Rattled, afraid of where Angel was going with this, every little action getting nearer to something more. Moaning, before biting his lip again trying to keep more sounds back, glad when Angel was stopping. Feeling his lips once again against his, soon feeling nothing more being done. He hesitently blinked open, trembling breathing sharply to calm himself. He scrambled, sitting up, backing away looking at Angel who was resting back on the pillows. His lips closing and opening, stammering to say something. But instead practically flew off the bed, all flushed, flustered...hot and bothered. He more or less stumbled trying to run out of the room. His footsteps hitting the ground running, Angel could hear for a short moment, heading for the stairs. Any sighting of Michi gone, as the boy dashed out back into the garden he had there, tall flower stalks and grass all over, very lush and green and colorful. He hid there for the time being, flustered, laying in the grass, trying to catch his breath now for running his a** out of there.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 12:50 am
 ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.  Angel's eyes followed Michiru's fleeing shape with humor in his eyes, sitting there a moment longer before crawling to his feet, getting to the door and closing it. When it was, the demon pressed his forehead to the wood and felt the smile melt off his face, the facade falling and a look of menace replacing it, the pink of his irises darkening to a maroon. He felt more than heard the glass cracked as he pressed his lips together into a thin line, pulling away from the door. The male caught the broken webs that climbed the window out of the corner of his eye, ignoring it as he crawled back onto the bed, assorting a space in the middle of the large mound of pillows. Settling down into the burrow of plush, Angel curled up on his side as the memories of his previous master assaulted him.
It had been the first time Angel had had such a delicate master. He stuttered, blubbered, and blushed more often than Michiru did, often fashioning a thoughtful expression away. Often the demon had stopped to watch it in awe, only to be caught staring and smother it in embarrassment. It had been so easy, though he'd taken longer to get to it than it had with his current master. It had been fine until his teeth had found something they weren't suppose to. He'd screamed, shoving Angel away, smacking him, scrambling away in flustered horror. The demon had been caught surprise, not having expected such a delicate reaction; he'd spent most of his sex life with lustrous women, how was he to know? He demanded to return Angel, and the guards had come and beat him, dragging him away, as his master abandoned him. It was his first master, but it hadn't been his last. It had stirred even more painful memories, reminding him of the past, reminding him...
The male fell into an uneasy sleep thinking of it, and his memories struck in his dreams, plaguing them with the nightmares he'd lived. "You! Why must you look so much like him? Why do you constantly remind me?! You filthy rat, you demon! You don't deserve to live!" she screeched at him, tossing plates at him, clawing at him, raking nails down his face, his chest. Angel cringed on the bed, gritting his teeth, shivering, whimpering. The glass shattered as she screamed, tears and make-up streamed down her face. Despite this, he'd jumped for her, protecting her from the glass that went flying, pieces landing on his back. She quaked beneath him. "You...beast...filth, pathetic trash," she hissed at him, fingers searching the ground, gripping a decent sized glass shard. 'She wouldn't. No, she's hurt, but, she would never...' Angel screamed, the windows shattering, the doors bursting open, light bulbs exploding. His fingers tore at the sheets, at the pillows, fingers clawing at his own skin as he was too far drowning in memories to swim to the surface, to open his eyes, return to the present and climb his way back into reality. He screamed again, and the were cries of pain, of fear. "Stop, stop!" he begged, legs trapped under the covers as he thrashed. I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:14 am
Michiru Agi Michiru had dropped down amongst the flowers, curling up, laying in the grass in the fresh air after retreating from the rabbit male. Still flushed, his hand going to the side where the hickey was and rubbing, shivering remembering what had just been going on. He'd been too stunned to really say anything, to tell him to stop, but Angel had stopped before he reacted even in a way like he'd slap him, he'd stopped before it all got well...too out of hand as Michi would think it if it came to getting him out of his clothes. It was uncomfortable but at the same time, intriguing, hot...things Michi hadn't felt before at the hands of someone least of all another male.
With the torrent of things going through Michi's mind and his general exhaustion from the teasing and his whole frame being rattled from that, the boy had fallen asleep curled up in the flowers. Looking peaceful and calm, breathing softly, the warm air, the breeze just lulling him off. It had been a little while, nothing too short or long, before Michiru was jolted awake from shattering glass and screams. Sitting up wide eyed, spooked, he sprang to his feet running back inside, recognizing the scream though he wouldn't have thought it'd be coming from that person. He was sprinting up the steps, clearly hearing Angel now. The few of the servants nearest were shaken up wondering what was going on, Nana thankfully had gone out already so she wasn't there asking questions.
Michiru had run in through his room, since they connected, opening the door and saw Angel there on the bed in the nest of pillows, flipping out. "Angel!?" Calling to him. Hesitently moving forward wondering why the glass on the windows were broken. Reaching the bed, something must have been scaring him or something, a nightmare. Michiru got up on the bed, his hand touching Angel's cheek, "Angel...Angel it's Michiru...Wake up!" Loud enough trying to wake him up. Shaking him some. "It's okay, wake up....you're safe here...Angel!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 1:03 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.In his dream, Angel had seen the glass and tried to run, but she'd caught his leg, crippling him; that was what had made him scream the first time. It gave her an advantage, the second scream from the piece that she's raked down his side. Blood everywhere, that was the last that he remembered. Even when she abused him in such a matter, he didn't dare flee and abandon her. The farthest he went was his own room, locking it so that she screamed herself ragged, shaken into silence, into sleep at his door. Blood spilled onto the brown carpet, soaking his clothes, rushing over his skin in a frighteningly warm wash.
"...safe here...Angel!" The demon felt a touch at his face, hands instinctively coming up, grabbing his forearms. His. The touch of something real brought him out of his nightmare, and his eyes snapped open with a gasp, in a cold sweat. It took him a couple of blinks, but when he realized who it was, where he was, his face smoothed out, and he let go. He closed his eyes, taking a breath that shook him from head to toe. This face wasn't help. This person could not help him. As the demon pulled his senses around him, he became aware of the dull sting at his neck, the warm blood that oozed from the openings, dribbling down his skin.
Opening his eyes again, Angel gave Michiru a reassuring smile, though it was more of an apologetic one, as he sat up, inching back from the other cautiously. "Ah... sorry," he said, looking away, moving to crawl off the bed. "Just give me a minute." he asked, eyes saying 'please don't ask.' The demon got to his feet, turning only to jump like he'd been shot, pulse jumping again. The window frame was hollow, glass shards scattering on the carpet. His eyes were a tad wider as he shook his head, made himself look away, shaky as he disappeared into the bathroom as Michiru had earlier, leaning against it. Taking a deep breath, Angel rolled up the side of the shirt, fingers searching for the scar on his hip. It was still a scar, an old scar. It was nothing new, though the image of blood pouring from it, the pain that threatened to immobilize his body was still fresh in his mind. His hands were quivering still as he knelt, pulling up his pant leg as far as it would go. On the back of his leg, thin, white, hard to see, was another scar, one you could only see if you were looking for it. This one was jagged like the other, but shorter, less messy. She'd stuck it there and left it there, whereas the other she had dragged down his skin, like ripping paper. That was his disability, why he'd learned to hover. If he stood too long on his feet it hurt, and if he pushed it he wouldn't be able to stand; eventually it would give out. The levitation was so no one figured it out. Leaving the fabric rolled up, Angel went to the sink, turning the water on. I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 2:16 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru was worried, seeing Angel like this, what was freaking him out so badly he wondered. He jumped, gasping as the rabbit male jolted awake, grabbing hold of Michiru's arms. "It's okay...see, just me..." speaking quietly to him, just startled with the way he woke up so suddenly. Holding still as Angel tried to calm himself, waking up more it seemed. Feeling his arms let go he moved back a bit to let him sit up without the two crashing into each other somehow.
Seeing the smile shaking his head from his apologizing, "It's fine." Wanting to ask but that look quieted him. His lips pursed together, sitting on his knees on the bed. Looking at the shattered glass, feeling the breeze from the air coming in, curious about that and shocked. Sighing, waiting a few minutes, before he slid off the bed. 'I know he doesn't want me asking...but I want to know...' what had set the male off like that, freaking him out in his sleep. He walked over, but was brushing his hands over his shirt and pants real quick, realizing he'd had some flower bits and grass stuck to him. Angel hadn't locked the door on him, Michiru noticed as he turned the knob. Slightly opening it and peeked in, before slipping in past the door. Seeing him at the sink, "Angel...I...know you probably don't want to tell me...but what was that about, what happened Angel, and how'd the window shatter?" Asking calm but insistant just concerned and puzzled. Hesitating not sure if he'd pull away, but reached out, his hand lightly on his shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 2:53 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.
Angel turned on the water, sighing and closing his eyes for a moment. He didn't hear the door open, didn't hear the other slip in. So when he spoke, the demon jumped, startled, turning to see his master by the door. He relaxed, aware that his nerves were on edge, though he was still trembling lightly when the blond's hand rested on his shoulder. Again the apologetic look was back when Michiru asked about the window. "Ah, sorry; I'm kind of a walking hazard, that happens every know and then," he said, meaning both the nightmares and the window, though making it sound like it was just about the window. "I was dreaming about the person who gave me my scars." Scars. He realized that he and Nana only knew about one, the one on his hip, the one that overcast the hearts that use to be imbedded into one of the petals of his lotus. "My past isn't something anyone would want to see, so I prefer not to tell anyone about it." This was impossible. Angel wouldn't be able to act natural around the other, would he? As his instinct, his reflex, his better judgement urged him to shy away from the soothing touch. Now that he'd recalled the memories of a similar master, he would remember how that gentle hand shoved him away, that calming voice calling back the slavers that abused him, imprisoned him.I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 3:19 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru shook his head, not wanting the focus on the window, "mhm...forget it...it's easy enough to get fixed." Murmuring as he listened to his remark, quirking an eyebrow about scars. About to say he hadn't seen any before when Nana had Angel standing there naked, but then again he was too embarressed to actually look at him then. Sighing lightly, his hand still on his shoulder, rubbing a little. "I...I'm sorry Angel," just not sure what to say really. Adding, "I understand...but Angel I'm here if you ever want to talk. Or if any way I can help...I was worried when I heard you screaming like that, just want to make sure you're okay." Murmuring the last bit, inching a little closer, his instincts wanting him to give him a hug.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 3:59 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.
An almost pained look passed over Angel's face as his master tried to coax him with his touch. Forcing himself to stop shaking, the demon's body falsely relaxed under the hand. He sighed, hand coming up hesitantly, taking Michiru's hand into his from his shoulder and raising it to his lips, leaving a light kiss on the back. Giving a light squeeze, the demon let go, turning back to the sink and unbuttoning the first few buttons on his shirt. Nail marks raked obscenely down, crossing his collarbone and passing to where his chest started. Leaning over the sink, Angel splashed water onto the shallow wounds, letting pink-dyed rivulets of water run further down, staining his skin. He laughed softly, bitterly, quietly to himself. This was pathetic. It was barely the first day and already his master and bared witness to the awfulness inside his head. Already he'd risked being sent back to the shop, multiple times.
Shaking his head again, Angel turned the sink off. He was still mulling over the offer Michiru had made, letting the water run freely, not really caring, not paying it any attention. "Help, huh?" he mumbled quietly. "Well...there might be one thing." Though he was sure the other would question his motives once he realized what it was."Before I was captured, I was living with my mom, taking care of her. I'm worried..." He trailed off, not bothering to make the connection for Michiru what the connection between the two situations was. Where was she know, he wondered? Still in that house, barely keeping herself alive? In jail, a mental hospital? ...Dead? His knuckles turned white gripping the counter just thinking about it. Not looking at Michiru, he asked, "Would you mind if we went to see her?"I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 4:42 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru watched as Angel took his hand, his fingers lightly curling around his hand. Flushing the lightest bit from the kiss to his hand. Drawing his hand back to his side as Angel had the sink on and splashed the cool water on himself. Inching over, watching, quirking an eyebrow to the slight wounds on his chest. Worried about what was going on with him, and of course slightly confused. His attention was caught as Angel started speaking. Listening to him, and what he was getting at. Only slightly wide eyed, more the surprise that Angel really wanted his help in some way shape or form. But he was glad too. Nodding quick without even a second thought, "Of course...Angel I don't mind that at all. Like I said I want to help and if this is how then of course." Though of course he had no idea how they would go about this. "I-I guess...if she's still whereever you lived before we'll check there first....?" Questioning since he figured Angel would have some ideas where to find her or at least a starting point. "Just...let me know...whenever you want to do that." Whatever day, time, etc. He'd have a car ready to go since it'd make things easier.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 5:12 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.Angel shook his head, his features slowly rebuilding the clever, playful exterior. "I think checking the computer would be more handy first. If I can't find anything then we can start at my old house. Though I rather you didn't see that either...
" he said the last quietly. Michiru was someone use to the high life, fancy and peaceful. His old home was none of the above; at least, what he remembered of it. It had probably fell into worse condition since he left. At best, someone else had moved in and fixed it up. Not that he really wanted Michiru to make any of the awful connections once he came into contact with his mother, but he had to know. She was unstable, nothing to keep him anchored down or rely on, but she was family, she mattered, despite how many times she'd tried to kill him, then twisted guilt and love in him when she knew he would try to leave, before he even attempted it.
Shaking it off, Angel shoved the pain of the memories as far away as he could, the the images were still crystal. Smirking at Michiru, "But I guess I'll have to stay in your room tonight, won't I? For precaution's sake," he said, walking past the other, brushing his fingers along his master's collarbone as he went for towels, pulling one to his chest like he was hugging it, drying it. The demon buttoned up the shirt until the markings were no longer visible, hoping that Michiru would forget they were there, or leave him alone about it if he didn't. Angel pulled his hair up and high, giving off that playboy 'lady's man' touch to him as he bared his neck, save the collar. Not really caring if the blond trailed after him or not, the demon did his best to not look at the room, the layer of feathers that floated on the bed from the pillows, the torn up bed set, the empty window frame, the broken light fixtures that had left light bulb remnants on the bed and floor, next to the glass shards that had spilled everywhere, just like that night...
Angel (seemingly) confidently cut the corner from the bathroom to Michiru's room, crawling part way onto the bed and fingers searching the sheets for his hair tie. Sure enough he found it, securing his thick mess of hair into a high ponytail. Rolling his sleeves back down, Angel turned back to Michiru, not really having anything else in mind to do at the moment. It was getting dark outside already, so searching today was out of the question. At most, he would search on the computer, and they would eat and go back to sleep, though he doubted he would get a wink of shut-eye. Insomnia had become a common factor in his life; 'beauty sleep' didn't exist for the demon. I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 6:16 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru rubbing the back of his head nodding, "y-yea...that would make more sense first...Uh well it's on my desk we could just look now if you'd like." Murmuring thinking but saw Angel was saying something but low, so he wasn't quite sure he heard him right. Not even knowing what Angel's mindset was, thinking how he didn't want Michiru seeing his old home and all. But Michi was stubborn and would likely be going along into anything regardless. Seeing that smirk brought his attention back again, nodding a little sheepishly, "Oh....y-yea, uh and someone will be in to clean up the room..." glass and all the mess. Shivering slightly with the feeling of the male brushing his fingertips over his collarbone. His hand instinctively coming up rubbing his neck. He watched as Angel pulled his hair up, flushing because he was looking and his eyes ran over from his bared neck, up. Michi realizing a moment he liked the sight, and shook his head slipping out of the room as Angel was heading out into Michi's room. Walking over to his desk, sitting on the little chair he pulled from against it. "So...we can look if you want, online right now..." Not sure if he'd be falling back to sleep again yet. Maybe take Angel out to his garden, get some fresh air after. Night air a good cure to insomnia or other sleep issues.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:19 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.Watching Michiru pull up in front of the computer, he grimaced. Right out he would know something wasn't right about the situation. Sighing inwardly, Angel walked over to him, leaning against the wall next to the computer, arms crossed over his chest. Closing his eyes, he said, "Her name is Seraphine Angelis Komatsu," he said, spelling out each name for him to type into the search engine. He strongly hoped that she'd ended up somewhere safe. A Mental Hospital was probably the safest place on the planet for her. If she hadn't ended up there, her name was sure to come up in police records or obituary articles. Thinking on it--and wondering why he hadn't realized it sooner--he probably wasn't that safe to be around either, as it was possible her mental instability held the possibility of being hereditary. True, he wasn't the most stable and secure at mind, but he couldn't recall anytime actually threatening someone's life and meaning it. Most of his threats had been hollow bluffs to keep his enemies away.
He laughed quietly to himself, and again it was quiet, bitter. Maybe he should be locked away in a mental hospital and put on medication, placed in therapy sessions, just as a precaution. God knew he'd done enough wrong to put him in prison for at least ten years--though none of them were felonies--he'd done enough wrong in the world that that was the minimum he could expect. If he was caught, only claiming insanity would save him from one cell, though it would put him in another cell. He'd already experience being behind bars, leaving and returning in the slave market; what difference were the other two confinements? I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:34 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru typing quickly as Angel spoke, telling him what to type and all. Thinking momentarily to himself, her name was pretty. Waiting as the search loaded up some results. A main big one that popped up was to a mental hospital. Murmuring aloud, "Saint Mary's...mental hospital..." Moving the mouse clicker to the link and clicked it, being shown only basic info, name, age and her picture. Gasping lightly, looking up at Angel, "Is this..." pointing at the screen questioning. They couldn't get any sufficient info without going there.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 8:51 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x Angel Komatsu x x x ▶ ▷ I Love the way that your heart_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｋ Ｓ
With every Injustice and_Ｄ Ｅ Ａ Ｄ Ｌ Ｙ_fate.
Ｐ Ｒ Ａ Ｙ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_it all be new.
And living like it_Ａ Ｌ Ｌ_depends on you.
Ｈ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ_ you are down on your knees again,
Trying to find air to_Ｂ Ｒ Ｅ Ａ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ_again.
And only _Ｓ Ｕ Ｒ Ｒ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ_will help you now.At Michiru's words, Angel's shoulders slumped, a sigh escaping him as his body relaxed. "Thank God.." he said, relief evident in his voice. Moving away from the wall, Angel walked to stand behind his master and looking at the screen. Short, unkempt green hair, blazing red irises. There were bags under her eyes and she looked out of it, a blank look on her face, eyes void of any expression. Angel nodded, "That's her alright. Saint Mary's...that's the local mental hospital for the town I use to live in," he said. He felt wobbly now, the tension drained from his body and leaving him like pudding. It was awful to love someone who seemed to hate you. Her mind was unparalleled, making her seem to love and hate him at the same time, making her want to kill him and never let of him because he looked so much like the man she had loved, who was dead.
Another sigh escaped him as he sat on the floor, leaning back against the bed, running his fingers through teal tresses. His eyes were closed, already knowing that Michiru must have been shocked, especially at Angel's relief. Who would be relieved to know their parent was categorized as crazy? To someone who didn't know every aspect of the situation, it must have looked terrible and awful. I Love that you're _Ｎ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｒsatisfied. ◁ ◀
With face_Ｖ Ａ Ｌ Ｕ Ｅ_wisdom and happy lies.
You_Ｔ Ａ Ｋ Ｅ_what they say, and go back and cry.
You're so close to me that you nearly_Ｄ Ｉ Ｅ Ｄ_
They don't have to_Ｕ Ｎ Ｄ Ｅ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｎ Ｄ_ you, be still.
The Floodgates are breaking, they're_Ｐ Ｏ Ｕ Ｒ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ_out.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 9:21 pm
Michiru Agi Michiru's eyebrow raised, practically saying what the fu- but had stopped himself before he opened his mouth. Spinning on the little seat, "Her being in a mental hospital is alright?!" Not really shouting it, just exclaiming surprised. His mind thinking the things this woman must have done while raising Angel. And the nightmares, maybe she was part of them. Looking sympathetically, sighing, "S-So...this...for her is a good thing?" Questioning again just stupefied, "so...you want to go over there to see her?" Tomorrow or something.
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