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Seiichi smiled at her. "I'm fine, thank you for asking." He said, but then he slightly frowned, "I think I'm having a bit of amnesia. I just can't seem to remember what I did yesterday. Oh well." He shrugged. It can't be that important... That's when he too jumped when Chiasa came out of nowhere.
He blinked and looked up, sighing. "Chiasa, stop scaring people." He mumbled stressly. Chiasa ignored him. Seiichi was the only guy she had ever met that she wasn't attracted too. Of course, he was incredibly good-looking, but there was something off about him. Something she couldn't get... and didn't want to get. "Brunette, we need to talk after school. You were there yesterday and I want to make sure I'm not crazy." She announced. "What the heck are you talking about Chiasa?" Seiichi asked. It's not like he didn't like her, it was just there was something about her that didn't make him click with her. She was a nice girl and pretty cute, but whenever she was around him, he became tired and worn out for no reason. |
Yukina blinked knowing what she ment."sure and by the way my name is Yukina",she then looked at Seiichi ."wont your fan girls be upset that your talking to me?",she sai looking at a few of them."besides ... im ..not that inturesting to talk to anywase",she said looking down.She still had a light blush on. She had no right to feel anything for Seiichi yet.Being the new girl and all.As she sat there she felt a bit wierd.Sleepy.Even though she did get a good nights sleep.
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Chiasa blinked. "Don't say something so stupid." She announced, "If anyone tries to bother you Yukina, they'll have to listen to me." She glanced at the glaring fangirls around her. "Right?" She asked with a smirk. The fangirls immediately looked away from the trio.
Seiichi shook his head. "Violence isn't good Chiasa." He stated politely, trying not to look thankful for the decreasing stares on his back. "Who says I'm gonna use violence? I have other ways." Chiasa replied, "Anyways, I'll leave you two alone." She gave a small smile to Yukina before walking to her desk in the front. "I'm sorry about Chiasa, she's quite a... card." Seiichi apologized, "But she is right. You shouldn't say something like that. I find you very interesting." He gave her one of his stunning smiles. |
Dmetr in his second class was harassed by the teacher about coming to class looking like a girl who had just broken up with her boyfriend and that did it. He ran from not only the class but the school entirely. He couldn't handle it. he wanted to be alone, and he didn't care if he missed one day of school or two he just watned to beable to cry were noone would bother him. He found himself a bridge to hide under. He was curled up in a ball his shoulder was bleeding again, but he wasn't caring about anything. His pain was too great he just wanted to cry and he was alone and could get away with it.
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Yukina smiled at Chiasa then blinked looking at Seiichi. "y-you do?",she asked surprised.Normaly she found herself boreing.But smiled."I never usualy here that much ... but then ageain this is my 15th school in a mounth",she said like it was a casual conversation.
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Seiichi was very surprised to hear this. "Why do you move around so much?" He asked. Before he could get his answer, the school bell rang and the teacher opened the door. Seiichi quickly ran to his seat, turning back only to give an apologetic look to Yukina.
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Yukina jumped hereing the school bell but smiled at Seiichi when she saw the sympithetec loo.She mouthed ,"its alright" then looked up at the teacher.Ready to leaur.Althought she kept feeling the erdge to sleep.The teacher started to dart stuff down onto the board.She started to see things go fuzzy.
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Ken hummed to himself as her walked to the cafe. It was a good time to open, he loved to see everyones happy faces in the morning! He stretched happily and looked up at the blue, blue sky.
"Today is going to be a good day.." he thought to himself.. Well, until he heard whimpering. He looked over the side of the bridge and to his surprise he saw the mute boy who took hold of his dreams all last night. "Dmetr." He barely whispered it, then took off, running across the bridge and then down the grass towards the boy. He tripped halfway and rolled down the tiny hill, jeans getting stained in patches with green. He landed face first in front of the boy. "Ow..." he muttered, holding his jaw while he stood up. "Dmetr, why are you here, shouldn't you be at sch-" that's when he saw the blood seeping from the shoulder of his school uniform. "What happened!?" his voiced was at first panicked, but he realized it wouldn't help to have him panicking as well and immediately mellowed out. His eyes, however were strangely serious and unlike him. "Who did this to you? Was it bullying?" he put his hands out to touch his shoulder but stopped a few inches away. He didn't want him to run away and he was sure touching him would just make him more upset. He looked at him, silently pleading to let him touch his shoulder, to help. |
(Aw!!!)
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(so sweet and cute and AWWWW)
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Dmetr was hiding inside himself when he herd the voice that had haunted his dreams last night. He looked up at ken.
"What do you *Hic* want." He said is a demaning angry hurt girl way He wasn't trying to be mean but he couldn't help it that was the way he had been for the longest time. He felt the warm blood on his shoulder and tried to stand. "*Hic* I Need to get *hic * home." Once on his feet he swayed and started falling. |
(( *blush bush* it's all Ken and Dmetr *bows* XD gotta love the yaoi/big bro cuteness!))
Ken caught him without a thought. He cradled him close and gently like a child. "No way. I'm not letting you go back home like this. Won't your grandfather be mad that you skipped?" He stopped in a jerky movement. His grandfather...it was him wasn't it? It all clicked in his head. He felt his jaw clench and his shoulders set in anger but he brushed it off. Dmetr was his number one priority right now, revenge was second. And thus he started his short walk to the cafe. "I have a first aid kit at the cafe and a nice futon for you to rest on." he cooed, like he was speaking to a child. "It's closer anyway...right?" |
((sorry i missed your posts thanks I do my best to make my characers cute. Do you know what we are to do with our feathers?))
Dmetr didn't answer he had fallen inconcious. He also had a high fever and was shaking. Inside his head he was having strange dreams. Flashes of color and light. darkness. faces of his parents, and others he held dear his grandfather. Lastly was Ken. His mind was wondering over everything good that had happened. He found that everything good had happened in the first five years of his life, he was watching himself play with his parents, when his unconcious body started to stream tears. |
When they made it to the cafe Ken placed the tiny boy on the futon and wiped the tears gently off his face with his thumb. He frowned when the tears just kept flowing down his cheeks.
"What are you dreaming of?" Ken whispered to the boy as he placed a wet cloth on his forehead. Surveying the wounds he made a guttural sound in the back of his throat. "I'm going to have to take off your shirt...please don't hate me Dmetr." He muttered before he unbuttoned the article of clothing. All the oxygen left his lungs in an instant as he stared at the bruise marred flesh. Purple on pale peach. He could see some cuts wrapped up, making parts of his body look like a mummies. Ken looked down and realized his own hands were shaking. Was it anger? Fear? Worry? He didn't know. But as he clenched his fists to stop the trembling and went to work at fixing up all his wounds and re-cleaning them with antiseptic, there was one thing he did know. He wasn't letting Dmetr go back to his grandfather without a fight first. |
Dmetr's fevered dreams were caseing him to lash out in life. He was falling and falling he couldn't stop himself. His parents and grandmother were flying far away and he was being kept away from them. Why? Ken was going with them, so were Chiasa and luna. "hy am I all alone?" He asked the nothingness. The gruff voice of his grandfather met his ears. Your not your going with me. You won't be able to see any of them ever again. You'll be mine and noone can touch you. He was screaming in both his head and out wordly. He was afraid of the devistation he would soon be suffering.
A lifetime with his hateful grandfather, but atleast he was someone wasn't he? |
As Ken cleaned Dmetr's shoulder wound he started to cry out. He felt heartbroken seeing him like this. After making sure it was clean and wrapped properly he started to stroke the boys hair.
"It's okay, don't be scared Dmetr, I'm here..." he started at a whisper, but his voice got stronger. He changed the wet cloth on his forehead and winced at how hot his forehead felt. "Dmetr, it's Ken, I'm here to take care of you, don't be sad anymore please.." |
((TT_TT))
All the sudden the most frighteing thing appeared in his mind. He was dressed as a princess. and Ken was a prince. He bolted upright and looked around. He was still delerious from the fever. He fainted back on the futon. His fever caused him to see all the sad things he was hoping to keep locked up inside. He slowly woke and felt a cold cloth on her forhead. "wha....grandfather. What happened?" He was unable to open his eyes the tears had glued them shut. He was reatching for an arm or knee of the person he could feel near by. "I can't see, grandfather help me." |
(( *Sweatdrop* XDD poor lil guy!))
Unsure of what to say, he helped him up by pushing his back and the shoulder that wasn't wounded gently up, then stacked some pillows behind him. He realized how large his hand was compared to the boy as he did so and then handed him a damp cloth to wipe his face. "Umm...h-hey." Ken sputtered. |
((he'l be ok))
Dmetr recognized the voice as Ken's. He took the cloth and wiped his face clean. He noticed his shirtlessness, but that he was wrapped properly and he had a sheet over him. He was a bit red but looked a Ken, "Ken? I_did_did you do this for me? Thank you." For some reason though the man hadn't left his thoughts since the night before he felt ok. He was fine with the older brother feeling he had in his gut. He then could no longer contain his feelings he cried again. "Why *hic am I so weak? *sob* Stupid teacher." He wrapped his arms tight about himself, as if to hold himself together. Like he was falling apart at the seems. |
Ken brought a hand out tentatively and ruffled the boys hair. He still wasn't sure how much touching he was really allowed to do.
"Do you want to tell me about it?" he cajoled, tilting his head so he could look the boy in his tear stained face. From what he said about his teacher he already had a vague idea, but he wanted to hear the whole story. |
Dmetr shook his head like a little kid andjust sat there wrapped up around himself. What i really want is someone else to do the holding together. But i can't say that. Ken would be shocked, and he is trying real hard not to upset me. He mumbled something about how is teachers already made fun of him so he had to keep the marks hid well and how he couldn't cover the shoulder without exposing the bandage. He stopped there and looked at Ken pleading him not to tell his grandfather.
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Ken looked away from Dmetr's pleading eyes. All that pain and he still didn't want him to tell his grandfather? He felt his whole body tremble.
"You put me in a very compromising position, you know? Telling me all this, and then begging me not to tell. If I don't tell or act, how can anything change?" Ever so slowly he wrapped an arm gently around the boys shoulders, careful of the wound, and pulled him into a hug. "...What can I do to help you? I want you to be happy." |
Dmetr was shocked, can he read minds. He curled up against ken and let the caring Ken had for him, soak in.
"I don't want you to tell, because he is the only family I have left. If he gos I'll be all alone *hic*. i don't wanna be alone again. *sob*" Dmetr was crying again the vision of his parents bloody on the ground was to vivid in his mind. He had suppressed the memory. He didn't want to remember it. he scootched closer to ken. He was curled against ken's chest listening to his heart beat so that he knew he was alive. "why does everyone I love die?" |
"I'm sorry.." He whispered "My parents...they died too. But I always had my grandma, like you have your grandpa." He also recalled his little brother, smiling and happily showing him his art projects. "My little brother as well."
He was beginning to feel guilty, holding him like this. Was he taking advantage of his vulnerable state? He wanted to hug him and comfort him, was he being selfish? "But I promise you...Although I don't know if it'll really matter much.." he gave a little chuckle "I won't be leaving you. I'll stay here, always. That is, if you'll let me." |
Dmetr wiggled out of kens grasp and Got up from the futon He wanted to get some fresh air. He wanted to breath, but he took two steps and was on the gourn again. He let out a hiss inresponse to the pain, that shot through his body. "Ken why did you come find me?" He was trying to stand again.
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