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 Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:36 pm
They hardly spent ten minutes walking down Pendant's streets when Klemenis stopped his brother. Halycon turned, ignoring the angry passerby that swore at him and all the others like him. His brother, for the first time since getting his body, seemed sure and determined.
"Halycon, I'm leaving the White Building for a while," Klemenis said. The words came out like they were as simple as 2 + 2. Halycon could feel his eyes bug as he looked at his brother.
"Why? Where are you going? What's going on?" he demanded, suddenly afraid for his brother, who simply smiled at him.
"I have a promise to keep; that's all," Klemenis said. Halycon ran a hand through his too-long hair.
"Who are you making promises to? When did you make this promise? Are you sure you're not being used?" he said, eyes narrowed in suspicion. There were plenty of dangerous people roaming the streets of Pendant, and Klemenis was probably too naive to know that.
"Someone you know, and no, I'm not being used," Klemenis said, voice patient and amused.
"Who is it, brother? I know a lot of people, and dammit, where are you going? When are you coming back?" he grumbled, liking this idea less and less as every second went by.
"Careful, love; you're starting to sound like a mother hen," Klemenis countered with a smile.
Halycon sighed and said, "You're right. Hurry home, okay?" His brother hesitated as if debating whether or not to tell him something.
"I may not come home."
That, in his mind, meant death.
"Then you're not going."
"Broth--"
"That's that, Klemenis; now come on, let's head back." He started back toward the building, determined to not lose his sibling, even if that meant breaking a promise. Promises weren't worth your life, after all.
"Halycon!" Klemenis hissed, grabbing a hold of his shoulder and spinning him around. As he looked up at his brother, he saw a fire burning in his eyes that had never been there before.
"I'm sorry, but I have to do this. I'll be fine, I'll come visit, but I probably won't come home to stay. Accept that."
Tearing up, Halycon glared at his brother.
"Now, I need you to go home, and the girl being interviewed must have the job. Can you do that?"
"You're lucky I love you, you jackass," Halycon sighed. Klemenis smiled, thanked him, and disappeared. Following his brother's suit, the blonde vanished.
The mob of white moths clouded his vision, but Halycon knew he was standing behind Vash, looking over the man's head toward the interviewee.
"You're hired," he told the woman and grabbed the back of Vash's shirt, turning his head to look down at the man. "You're coming with me."
The two disappeared and ended up in Vash's room; he on his usual couch and Vash on the floor in front of him. He pulled his knees up to his chin and wrapped his arms around them, pouting.
"Life sucks, Vash."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 8:15 pm
...Well, he hadn't seen that one coming.
Everything that had previously occupied his mind, along with his indifferent, almost bored attitude, melted away as soon as his counterpart teleported them both into his room.
"Halycon?" The brief moment of surprise at the boy's sudden intrusion on the unimportant interview was gone when he realized there was something wrong. Alarm and deep concern were the only two things he felt now.
The noble shifted from his position on the floor in front of the couch so that he was kneeling, facing Halycon with lines of worry between his eyebrows. Subconsciously, as it had developed over the years, Vash raised a cool hand and laid it familiarly against the side of the blonde's pouting face. That equally familiar but no less pleasant shock of euphoria surged up his arm. That, however, was also unimportant right now.
He narrowed his eyes. "What happened?" he demanded.
The bare fact itself was nothing new--their lives had been anything but easy, after all. But it was usually Vash, not Halycon, that pointed out the profound hell they often found themselves in. It happened every night, when the nightmares they shared came, when one or both of them woke up in cold sweat, panting and trembling, or whenever their fathers decided to dip their hands into their sons' lives once again and twist them out of pure amusement. s**t, living in Pendant itself was like a living nightmare.
Their situation just happened to be even worse, that's all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 8:27 pm
As the bliss spread through his system, Halycon thought it was a little immature to brood about this, but hell, he felt like sulking and would do just that. He turned his eyes down, worry and euphoria clashing violently.
"Klemenis left," he mumbled. "He didn't tell me where he was going or what he was doing or who he'd be with or why except that he was keeping a promise and he wouldn't tell me who he promised just that I knew the person and I don't know if he'll be okay and--and--and--"
He looked up at Vash, eyebrows pulled up in sincere concern, and said, "And he said he wasn't coming back."
Halycon buried his face in his arms, wishing with every fiber of his being that Klemenis would show up and tell him it was all just a joke.
"God, this is all my fault."
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