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 Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 10:57 pm
Hijiri bit his tongue. " Its not a twisted wrist... those.. are horrid." he said holding on tightly to the chair with his own hands.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:02 pm
"No, it's not." Inoue replied, finally revealing his disgusting wrists. "It's because the hands of Seguchi-san... didn't take very well to their new body."
The man smirked darkly, his green gaze fixed on Hijiri.
"That's why I called you here today, Minase-san... I... need a favor from you... a rather large one..."
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Muraki shook his head, "Iie... not at all actually." he smiled slightly, feeling a little off. "It's your choice after all."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:06 pm
He looks realy relieved... and he is. He doesn't have any hope for a relationship with Muraki, but he doesn't want to be celibate forever. "I'm glad."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:09 pm
Hijiri leaned back in his chair, it fell over as he held his hands to his chest.
" Thier my gift.. you can't have them." he said defensivly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:12 pm
For a long time, Muraki said nothing.
Eventually however, there was one thing nagging at him.
"Do... do you think Saki's like that?" he whispered, his good eye studying the leaves overhead. "I mean, that he prefers men..."
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But Inoue was on his feet, kneeling at Hijiri's side with a small knife in one hand.
"Come now... that's quite selfish of a fellow violinist." he smiled darkly. "I could make such beautiful music with your hands, Minase-kun..."
Reaching out, Inoue took one of the boy's hands in his own, examining it.
"Such beautiful music... sensei would surely be pleased..."
He wielded his knife expertly, stabbing it down into Hijiri's wrist.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:14 pm
Hijiri let out a gut renching scream. " ******** YOU! GET THAT OUT OF ME!" he yelled him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:20 pm
He sucked in a breath. "I don't know. Maybe... but it wouldn't be the same, you know. I don't ever want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:20 pm
One of Inoue's hands wrapped itself around Hijiri's mouth. "Don't scream, Hijiri-kun... It won't hurt for long." he laughed, slicing through bone, skin, muscle, and nerves.
One wrist was almost finished.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:24 pm
Tears welled at the sides of Hijiri's eyes.
He sobbed at the pain and the distress of losing his hands.
He'd been so stupid to come alone.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:33 pm
Muraki nodded, "I... I didn't really mean it that way." he replied softly. "I just meant... if beautiful men were his preference."
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"One down... one to go." Inoue whispered, laughing as he started on the other one. "What? No bitter words? No curses? By now, the drug in your system will keep you quiet... but I'd like to hear you silent screams..." the violinist spoke, removing his hand from over Hijiri's mouth.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:36 pm
" I hate you.." he muttered very lightly, bairly able to hear.
How could the man do this?
Just for talent?
Why were his hands so important..
He silently cried.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:37 pm
"It's possible." He sighs softly. "I wish I could say no, but... who even knows, with someone like him."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:42 pm
Inoue laughed, "I'm glad. Now... Hijiri-kun, you're probably going to bleed to death in a few moments. I do really hate to destroy such talent as your own... but... Muraki sensei will certainly scold me if I mess up again." he said, finishing the last hand.
He leaned over, placing a deep and passionate kiss against Hijiri's lips.
"Oyasumi nasai..." the man whispered before standing and retreating from the room.
He got one step from the door, when he heard Tsuzuki break down the front one.
Smirking, Inoue disappeared into the night.
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Nodding, Muraki sighed. "Makes me wonder how I'll turn out." he said with a sad smile. "On the one hand, Uykou-chan is quite adorable... on the other..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:45 pm
Hisoka paniced when he saw Hijiri lying there dying. " ********.." he whispered.
He'd never be able to heal Hijiri.
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" Tsuzuki..." he said a bit above a whisper.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:46 pm
Oriya blinks. "On the other hand?"
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Tsuzuki curses, stopping dead for a moment when he sees Hijiri... and all the blood. Dropping to his knees next to him, not having a clue what to do. "Hijiri-kun..." The sight of the other's hands chilling. He knows there's nothing he can do, now.
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