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 Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 12:37 pm
"If it won't work here, it won't work anywhere, Kazu." Tsuzuki said in an uncharacteristically serious fashion.
"This is the oldest shrine in Kyoto, and one of the oldest in all of Japan. The spiritual power here...well, let us say that it is nothing to be trifled with."
Still holding one of Muraki's hands, Tsuzuki turned and began leading the doctor toward the middle of the shrine.
"We'll go to the center of the shrine and start the ceremony. It depends on how strong Saki is, and how strong I am, as to whether this will work. I believe I can do it, though." Tsuzuki smiled and squeezed his lover's hand reassuringly. For once, the shinigami was beginning to believe that maybe, just maybe, he could do this.
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Otori chewed his lip ever so slightly, unnerved by what the genki blond shinigami made to seem like quite the big deal, and something that possibly involved them, no less.
Turning to Micheal, Otori simply couldn't hold himself back anymore. Throwing himself into his akuma's arms, he nuzzled his face into the demon's neck.
"Micheal...this makes me nervous." he whispered.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:54 pm
Micheal looked startled for the breifest of moments and then put his arms protectively around Otori. "What could possibly go wrong? He seems rather trustworthy as mortals put it. If he betrays us, I'll make him regret it." The demon smiled, truly he'd missed the angel more than he wanted to think about. He'd rather die than be separated again. Still best not to think about such things. Ears that ought not be listening often were at times like these.
He did, however want Otori to feel safe. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. Matters were rather beyond my control." Micheal didn't seem to really want to let the angel go any more than he wanted Otori to stop nuzzling against him. Tilting his neck ever so slightly, his eyes slid half closed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:59 pm
THe feeling of Micheal's arms around him was the only thing that made Otori feel safe at all right now. The angel really didn't enjoy things happening that weren't planned on. Honestly, he preferred his existence to be rather vanilla, most of the time. A nice day of good deeds...helping a child be born, watching over an old lady crossing the street, things of that nature.
So much unexpected made him slightly nauseated.
But...Micheal made it all ok. He always had, and if Otori had anything to say about it, he always would from now on.
"Don't worry about it, don't even talk about it, Micheal. I don't want to think about any of it right now. Just kiss me."
The angel tilted his head back expectantly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 11:13 pm
"As you wish." He chuckled, a warm sound. He'd gotten the line from a book, one of the few books that Otori had gotten him to read. The demon bent his head down to kiss his angel, careful to restrain himself for Otori's sake. Micheal could easily force himself but he knew restraint was the better virtue at the moment. He reached a hand up and stole his lover's glasses. It was a quaint habit, he knew the angel had no need of glasses but still it was part of who he was.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 11:38 pm
Micheal's devilishly hot lips claimed his own and the angel was lost to anything beyond the two of them standing in the middle of a strange shinigami's apartment. The devil plucked away his glasses, and in a moment of wanton desire, Otori reached up and grabbed them, smashing the frame and lenses in one hand, dropping the remnants to the floor before pushing his tongue into Micheal's mouth.
It was as if it were a symbol of a new era to begin for the angel.
It had been too long. They had been so far apart. Otori had thought for so long that he would never see his love again.
Things were going to be different this go round. Otori would never take a single moment for granted again.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 11:50 pm
Obediently, Muraki followed the amethyst-eyed shinigami.
After all, what choice did he have?
Saki was pounding away inside his head, trying to escape from the ward which was hidden beneath the doctor's white coat. It was the only thing keeping the demon within from trying to strangle Tsuzuki right then and there.
The murderous rage of Saki was rising with every passing moment... and by the time they reached the middle of the shrine, Kazutaka was having problems seeing straight.
"Just... just hurry, Asato..." the silver haired man spoke with a wince of agony. "This ward is just pissing him off... ugh..."
~ ~ ~
Sighing, Watari knew he needed time to think.
Pulling out his cell phone again, the scientist dialed Tsuzuki's number, hoping that the sugar-loving shinigami might think this an emergency and actually pick up and NOT disconnect him this time.
Of course, while he did this, the blond sat down on a bench on the shrine's grounds... completely oblivious to the fact that both Tsuzuki and Muraki were practically a stone's throw away.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 12:03 am
"I know, Kazu, I know. I need you to be strong for me, too, ok?" Tsuzuki pressed a kiss to Muraki's forehead, then one to his pale lips.
"Just stand right here, sit down if you feel the need to. Just keep thinking of how much you want to stay in control. Try as hard as you can to force Saki out." Tsuzuki was going to continue, but then his phone began to ring, loudly.
"Kuso...no time for this..." the shinigami let it ring twice before silencing it, not even looking at who was calling.
"Ok...we're going to do this hard and fast, got it?" a slight smirk crossed Tsuzuki's lips at the unintended innuendo, but was gone just as quickly as it had appeared.
With a deep breath, Tsuzuki spread his arms wide and cast a circle of spiritual energy around the two of them, beginning the exorcism.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 10:49 am
Strangely, that kiss seemed to push Saki back, ceasing the assault in Muraki's mind for a short while.
Of course, when Tsuzuki's lips left those of the doctor, it didn't take more than a few seconds for that pain to return.
He could hear a phone ringing, could hear the shinigami speaking to him... but Muraki found it very VERY hard to concentrate and reply.
Instead, pale fingers tangled into silver hair, pressing to the sides of his head in an attempt to still some of the growing pain.
Kazutaka could feel the circle form, could sense the light winds whipping at his coat...
And it was taking all of the man's concentration just to keep standing as the exorcism began.
~ ~ ~
No answer.
Watari cursed, shoving the cell phone back into his pocket and standing up. If he had to go on foot to search for Tsuzuki, so be it.
But first, he really needed to head back to Meifu.
Of course, for the blond shinigami, teleporting to a shinto shrine made entering Meifu much easier on him... and he had always fancied this particular shrine.
About ready to disappear, Watari suddenly froze when he felt a very familiar spiritual presence.
"Tsuzuki?" the scientist whispered, head turning quickly to focus on the middle of the shrine.
There was no mistaking that power... nor the feeling of a spell wafting through the breeze.
Quickly, Watari began to run, heading from the outskirts of the shrine and directly toward it's core.
If Tsuzuki were in trouble...
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 1:05 pm
Pulling an ofuda from his pocket, Tsuzuki thrust it out in front of himself with one hand, making a sign with two fingers on the other hand. A mystical glow began to emanate from the shinigami, a strong wind coming up from out of nowhere, whipping his black coat and brown hair.
"Kazu...I love you!" Tsuzuki shouted over the wind, one last communication with the doctor before he began chanting the wards of the exorcism, directing all of his spiritual energy into Muraki, pushing as hard as he could at the evil soul that didn't belong.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 1:16 pm
Micheal managed to look suprised for a moment as Otori crushed the glasses. Then he simply kissed his angel back, using his experience to his advantage. The moment, Otori's tongue pushed past his lips, all thought of holding back was thrown to the winds. He did wonder in some vague but lucid part of his mind what Otori was thinking, but readily dismissed it as matters happening now were more than a little entertaining.
So much time had passed since their last encounter, Micheal had missed his love, perhaps that was the only thing that kept him going while he was recovering. Odd that it was love and not the need for revenge that drove most others of his kind. He shook his head slightly and ran one hand through the soft feathers, at the base of Otori's wings.
"I've missed you." It was rather simple but none the less true.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 8:25 pm
"Miche...mmmm...mine." was Otori's only response, dazed as it was, but it said everything from 'I missed you too.' to 'I need you now.'. The angel had fallen into a state that could only be described as blissful. The feeling of the demon holding him so close, that wandering hand caressing the base of his wings, those burning eyes piercing right through to the core of his soul. Otori wanted only one thing, to be totally devoured by this wicked, gorgeous creature before him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 9:50 pm
The phrase, 'Kazu... I love you!' hadn't exactly been what the scientist had expected to hear shouted across the shrine grounds.
And the sight that awaited the blond shinigami as he came to a screeching halt, hair and coat whipping around him in a frenzy from the sheer power being released...
'Muraki...' he thought, amber eyes focusing on his friend.
"TSUZUKI! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Watari shouted over the gale-force winds, raising a hand to his forehead in an attempt to keep his hair back.
~ ~ ~
Of course, Muraki couldn't exactly hear Tsuzuki's declaration of love.
Or Watari's shout of sheer confusion.
Or the winds whipping about him...
No, all Kazutaka heard was a voice in his mind screaming so deafeningly loud, that the pain of it all sent him to his knees.
"DAMN YOU, TSUZUKI-SAN!" Muraki shouted, though it wasn't really the doctor and, in all actuality, was Saki screaming his frustrations.
This wasn't going to beat him... but it was going to weaken him.
Severely.
'I hope you enjoy your peace and quiet for now, brother... because I'm going to KILL YOU for this betrayal. Right after I gain your shinigami's body. Mark my words, Kazutaka!'
But still Muraki screamed, body curling in on itself as he tried to remain in control.
Saki was losing... Saki had to lose... Didn't he?
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 10:02 pm
Tsuzuki finished the final ward, forcing himself to focus, pushing himself beyond his own limits. Shinigami healed incredibly quickly, but nevertheless, they could only withstand so much. The last of his spiritual energy flowed out from his hand and shot through to Muraki, but it wasn't enough to force Saki out, only to lock him down for a good while.
"Kuso..." Tsuzuki cursed, gritting his teeth. The glow of the circle faded and the wind disappeared completely.
He hadn't heard Watari's call, but as he looked at Muraki's prone form in front of him, he saw the figure of Watari standing directly across the way.
"Kazu..." he mumbled, taking a step toward the doctor before blacking out.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 10:10 pm
Tsuzuki wasn't the only one spent.
In fact... Muraki collapsed completely to the pavement, unconscious.
Saki was locked away... for now...
But that didn't mean that the spell hadn't taken it's toll on Kazutaka in the meantime.
~ ~ ~
"Shimatta..." Watari whispered, completely bypassing Muraki to reach out and grab Tsuzuki before he could hit the concrete.
Carefully easing his friend down, the scientist was now torn as to what to do.
If he left Muraki, who knew what damage the man would do.
But if he took Muraki to Meifu, and whatever Tsuzuki had just done was against some sort of rule... then Tsuzuki would be in trouble.
Until the blond could determine what Tsuzuki had done... well and just WHAT THE HELL was going on... there was only one option.
Grabbing Muraki's sleeve and having Tsuzuki hauled over one shoulder, Watari teleported back to his apartment.
"Okay, wasn't gone as long as I thought I'd... oi! You two stop flirting and help me, please!" the scientist said, noticing the extreme closeness of angel and demon. "Otori-san, is THIS the man you remember?" he asked, indicating Muraki.
Watari dropped the doctor's sleeve. "I need one of you two to restrain him." he said, pointing to Kazutaka. "If he wakes up, we're either going to be in trouble or dead... especially if he's free to go."
Carefully, in the mean time, the scientist laid Tsuzuki down on the couch.
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