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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 9:50 pm

In the upper part of the house some stomps could be heard in rampant succession. "Don't leave the bar again with a boy on your arm, and without any money for me in the morning!" Slamming the door on the edge of the stair case a well built man came running down with heavy feet and darting through the front two doors and into the streets.

Upstairs soft weeping could be heard upstairs. A click sounded, the lock on the door, spinning into position, shutting out the world.

Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 2:19 pm

Daisuke stared at the man with angry eyes. He dropped the groceries on the ground and ran up stairs. He slammed his fists on the door. "Solomon! Solomon! Open the door! What happened!" he screamed and pulled on the door. When the door did not open he pulled a large pocket knife out of his pocket and jimmied the knife into the door. Daisuke kicked the door hard and it flew open. Daisuke dropped the knife and ran into the room. "Solomon!" he gasped and ran to him. "Solomon! Solomon! What happened?! What did he do!" Daisuke was in a frenzy. He was worried and angry at the same time. He wanted to go beat the s**t out of that guy for hurting Solomon but right now, Solomon needed him more. Daisuke hugged Solomon tight and a few tears ran down his cheeks. "what did he do to you..." Daisuke whispered holding him close.

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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 10:19 pm

Weeping the corner of the room Solomon called out," Just go away," his voice was ornamented with soft sobs and anguish in his throat. Holding the pieces of broken mirror in his hand he saw the cut along his chest reflected into his eyes. "slut" Hurling the glass against the wall it shattered, he cried even louder as he felt his skin pulsate around the serrated skin. User Image

Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:06 pm

Daisuke ran over to Solomon not listening. He took off his shirt and held it out to Solomon as he kneeled down. "Solomon! Let me help you!" Daisuke growled when he was ignored. Even though he was afraid of blood the need to help Solomon was too great. Daisuke gently grabbed solomon's chin and turned his face so Daisuke could see.

Daisuke kissed Solomon hard on the lips but it was softer at the end. He pulled away and gently rubbed solomons tears away. "Solomon. I am going to protect you from now on. Okay? There is no need to cry... I will help fix up your chest and then you will rest. I will take care of you. I will protect you from that man if it costs me my life." Daisuke had a soft but worried expression on his face. "will you allow me to be your protector?"

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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:48 pm

Solomon stood up wiping away the makeup stains from his eyes," You don't get it do you, the only reason this happened was because you didn't understand why you were brought here." walking toward the door Solomon dropped a few shards that remained in his hand," i'm a whore dammit, and my pimp doesn't like freebies."

Walking downstairs and grabbing his clothes from last night, as well as a few from the drawer the angel moved in a flurry," Don't stay to long this house doesn't actually belong to me," Walking out the door He pulled on a shirt to hide the now healing wound that would soon scar into a brand just like the other, the stain on white grew outward from its origin. Listening to the small device again he ran into the couple that owned the apartment. They Turned a little confused looking at a shirt that seemed familiar. User Image

Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 3:44 pm

Daisuke got angry. He stood up and went downstairs. Once downstairs Daisuke took out his wallet and placed all of the money he had. It was about seventy dollars. He grabbed a paper napkin and wrote. 'here is all I have. I bought food for breakfast but it looks like were not going to eat it. You know where I will be at. -D' Daisuke growled under his breath and left the apartment bare chested.

Daisuke went around a different neighborhood. He search for more lawns to be mowed but he only found two. They paid him and he left to his usual hang out.

Once Daisuke got to the cafe, he sat down at a corner round booth. His usual spot if his parents kicked him out. A few elderly people looked at him disgusted that he had no shirt on. A waiter started to walk over but Daisuke waved them away. He only had twenty-five dollars and it needed to last him a few days. His stomach growled in protest. He had been working most of the day and his stomach was empty. He slammed his head down on the table and sighed. Daisuke's mind was flooded with images of solomons blood and his body.