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 Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 5:52 pm
Without hesitation, Muraki grabbed Oriya by his yukata's collar, shoving the man against the wall.
"You've never understood..." he hissed angrily, his prosthetic eye tweaked out and looking highly unnatural, especially with blood running down the side of his face. "Ukyou understands! She doesn't question! I won't stop until he's dying in my arms! I refuse to stop!"
Muraki had Oriya pinned between himself and the wall, rage and fury evident in his grey gaze.
"I will kill him myself, damn it... even if you don't help me!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 6:03 pm
He's shocked into silence for just a moment before just taking Muraki's hand and digging his fingers into the other's tendons, a bit painfully. "Pay attention sensei. Look at yourself. Please."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:13 pm
Muraki's hand jerked slightly, but he didn't release Oriya, no matter how badly it hurt.
"I have looked at myself, Oriya. Perhaps you haven't, ne?" he glared at the man, barely constrained rage burning in his gaze. "I told you... I tried to warn you... But you didn't listen. You never listen... I'm going to kill Saki with my own hands, and nothing's going to stop me, Oriya. I warned you of a dark side to my soul..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:17 pm
"I've been listening." He's not deliberately hurting him anymore, just looking straight at him... wondering if he'll push Muraki far enough that the other man will kill him. "Perhaps you haven't been. You warn me about a dark side of you, yet you can't stand hearing about it. You look exactly like him, right now."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:32 pm
" Yes, but that guy provokes you to disobey me." he said digging his nails into his side cutting them.
He leaned forward bitting his neck playfully.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:41 pm
Muraki gasped, squeezing his eyes closed as Saki bit him. "Please, leave Oriya alone, Saki.... I don't care what you do... just don't touch him..."
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"I am not my brother!" Muraki shouted, pressing Oriya back against the wall painfully.
One hand reached up, locking around the dark haired man's throat, though not enough to choke him...
Yet...
"I am nothing like that b*****d, Oriya. Don't you DARE compare me to him..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:47 pm
=Magical flash forward=
Saki sat in room Muraki was sleeping in getting dressed, smoking a ciggratte. " Come home when you feel like it.. if you do. Enjoy your friend's house." he said sneaking out the back.
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Hisoka woke up the next morning starting making a pot of coffee. He grumbled as he started sipping his coffee, not quiet awake yet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:50 pm
"Fine, then." He lets a breath out and reaches up, moving quickly to take Muraki's hand off of him, physically able to handle him at least, putting himself just out of arm's reach and turning, starting to head inside. Nothing he say right now will reach Muraki, and he thinks the other needs time to process what happened... or that he'll leave.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:50 pm
Muraki said nothing, the teen laying in the bed, the blankets covering him up to his chin.
It was obvious that he had been quietly crying, making not a sound.
He had done everything Saki had asked.
Everything...
Only to save Oriya from his brother's madness.
(((OOC: Okay, Oriya can come back in now. Hehehe.)))
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:51 pm
There was the sound of a gun cocking.
"Don't move." Muraki spoke, his voice low and dangerous. "You're going to take back everything you've said, Oriya-san. That... or I'm going to blow your head wide open."
Oh yes...
Muraki had quite lost his mind.
Far worse than ever before...
In his hand, was a gun, and it was pointed directly at the back of Oriya's head.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 8:57 pm
Oriya wakes up when he hears Muraki crying. Frowning and pulling his yukata back on, going immediately to him, knocking on the door lightly. "Muraki-san?"
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Tsuzuki smells the coffee, looking up and setting everything aside on his bed, going to poke his head out. "Ohayo, 'soka..."
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He lets out a breath. Turning back around, calmly, though inside he's freaking out some... it's awful to see Muraki like this. He feels like an absolute failure. "You're going to shoot me?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 9:04 pm
Hisoka waved his hand at him.
It was to early to talk.
Coffee first, talking later.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 9:07 pm
He smiles a little, going to make himself some tea -- he knows how Hisoka is in the morning.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 9:08 pm
The teenaged Muraki blinked in surprise, curling in on himself.
But he didn't say anything.
No...
How could he?
How could he tell Oriya that he'd let Saki take advantage of him?
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Muraki began to laugh, the gun falling to his side. "Of course not." the man spoke, obviously quite mad.
"But you will take back what you've said, Oriya-san. Saki is dead, yes... but his spirit lives on." the doctor smirked devilishly. "And until I can restore his body... his spirit will never die."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 9:12 pm
"Muraki? Please... what's wrong?" He's getting very worried, shifting a little. not wanting to violate his space by entering without permission, but...
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"Don't make me lie to you." Whispering as he steps back in. "Not to you, of all people." He places his hands on Muraki's arms, lightly. "You've always asked me to be honest with you."
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