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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 10:35 pm
"No need to thank me..." He murmured, allowing the other to slip down, and allowing himself to slip down as well. There was honestly no fear in allowing himself to become the other's servant. Qiu Shui felt as it was just right, it was his place in the world, a place he belonged.
For a moment, he found peace in the other's arms, forgetting about the beating, the pain that he would go through, that they both would face. After all, Xiulong would keep him safe, right..?
When Po Zei entered the room, he allowed his dragon to be pulled away from him.. His health right now was more important than the affection he wanted.
"I'm only doing what I think can make him happy.. " He whispered, reaching out to brush the hair away from the other's eyes. With a small smile, he turned to the doctor.
"Can.. You see if you can ask your master to tell Xiulong not to cut his hair..? I really don't want him to.. But I won't stop him.. I'm just hoping.. That if his master makes a note to mention it, he won't do it.." His cheeks turned red for a brief moment, before laying back down beside his own master.
"I.. I want to rest for the few hours I have with him.." He murmured, exhaustion finally catching up with him. He more than positive that strength would be needed upon his return to his current place. His mind could not be strong if his own body was exhausted.. He curled up beside the other, his arms reaching around to hold him as gently, as tenderly as he could, and he slipped into the ever sweet unconsciousness that he found when he was in his dragon's arms.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 10:56 pm
Po Zei gave a chuckle, "Don't cut his hair, huh? Alright, I will see what I can do to fulfill your request. For all you have done with helping to strengthen Xiulong's spirit I am sure that Master Di will be willing enough to help." He said, it was after all small thing to request in exchange for all that he had done since Xiulong and Qiu Shui had met, the amethyst eyed boy meant so much to Xiulong, drove him to levels that he wouldn't have been able to reach alone. One was stronger after all when they had others by their side compared to when they were alone. At least in most cases he thought to himself, thinking about the swordsman that had marked up Xiulong in such a manner.
He shoved those thoughts aside, not wanting to think about that person as he got the blanket and pulled it over the pair of them, "Rest for as long as you can. I know that you need to go home tomorrow." He said, having been told by Tian Mi during a little rant from the woman, one that went something along the lines about how she shouldn't bring him back, should just keep the boy as her own servant since it wasn't as that place needed him since they had plenty of pretty women and servants working there and so on and so forth, complaining that Master Di had listened to but forbid. The boy would be going back, he wasn't willing to start a war with the brothel, not yet anyway. If anyone had the right to do so it was Xiulong and he wasn't ready yet, "I will talk with Master Di about your request and get back to you."
Po Zei picked up the empty tea cup and pushed to his feet, walking toward the door of the room. He paused at the doorway glancing at the pair again, watching them for a moment, before he headed on his way once more with a gentle smile on his lips as he went.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 11:05 pm
The sunlight came through the cracks in the window far too soon. Their light shown into the room just enough to stir the sleeping child from his sleep. He was still here, he was still safe in the arms of the one who had been fighting so hard for him.. But.. Now it was time or him to depart..
He hated this feeling, every time he was pulled away from the dragon. It was like ripping his chest open, cutting away a part inside him, knowing that he himself was too weak to resist the pull of the Madam.. With much hesitation, he pulled away from Xiulong's arms, slipping out of the bed, out of his given robes, and back into the clothes that he had been brought in.
"Xiulong..." He whispered into the other's ear, kneeling where he had once been laying. "My dear master.. I have to go now... The sun has risen...
Qiu Shui wasn't sure if the other heard him or not, but he continued to speak, knowing that he had but a few moments before he was expected to be back at the shop.
"Please.. Come see me soon... But.. But only if you are better.. You're only allowed to see me once you are better.. So that next time, our encounter will be filled with smiles.." Soft lips pressed a loving kiss to the dragon's forehead, before, just as a dream, Qiu Shui Vanished from the bath house, his head held up high, ready to meet the wrath of the Madame once he returned...
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