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{{ Yesterday wasn't a good day. Currently bed ridden with injuries. -_- }}
{{ Yesterday wasn't a good day. Currently bed ridden with injuries. -_- }}

NightFire wrote:▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄name;; judel cykes
contractor;; angel
feeling;; annoyed/irritated
location;; Rebellion HQ entrance
tagged;; Hisato
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{ eeeee she's a bit ticked }She rose a slight eyebrow when he mentioned a price, but he didn't enact upon that so she in turn paid it no mind. How kind of him... she thought dryly, resisting the urge to smack that smug look off of his face. What had happened to the sweet boy she had met with all those years ago? Well, he was still a troublemaker, but she'd take him over Hisato now. When he mentioned Tsuhide, her blood boiled and she turned away from the punk, biting her lip as she hid an irritated face from his view. "I'm sure I can guess who they're looking for - and him more specifically." she said as her teeth ground together slightly. She closed her eyes and attempted to take a deep breath to calm herself down before turning back to him. When he called her princess, that didn't help for her annoyed expression either and her gusts clenched. How dare he... Well, she wasn't mad at him so much as she was mad at her parents. They were true 'scumbags', if she had ever seen any. They only used her as they would a tool for their own personal gain. They never loved her like normal parents had. "Thank you Hisato..." she mumbled, frowning as she looked back to him. "Your warning will not go unnoticed..."
Ƒяσѕтє∂ Ɓℓιѕѕ wrote:∞ 》 ᗰ૦ɱ૦੮คՐ૦ Kყσ 《 ∞━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━"You're here. You're real."
Momo lifted his head, pulling away only a small bit. Of course I'm real... He thought. He simply stared down at Seiji for a few moments, trying to understand why he had such a thing. Then, the thought of perhaps a nightmare appeared to him. But, even nightmares didn't seem that real, did they? Once you were awake for long enough, you realized they weren't reality. What else could it be?... He asked himself. He sat there cradling Seiji for minutes. He searched his mind, over and over. "This isn't fake." He heard Seiji mutter.
"Seiji." He said gently. "Sorry for scaring you, earlier. I should've knocked first." Momo reached out, running his hand throughout Seiji's beautiful blonde hair. "Scare? who? me??" He laughed, but it was obvious it was not authentic. "You didn't scare me! I'm not scared of anything. Except fish. They scare the hell out of me." This, was indeed a true fact. {The fish part, but not anything else.} Momo was also terrified of water and swimming, considering he had a bad experience when he was young. He smiled, trying to re-assure the other.
Momo then felt Seiji's grip become tighter, stronger. He felt the younger male hold him closer. Momo sighed, relaxing a bit more in the bed. He reached down, while Seiji still held on tight (much like a baby Koala) and pulled up the covers. He covered Seiji, as well as himself. He then pulled one of the spare pillows that had been propping him up earlier, and set it behind Seiji, incase he later decided to rest his head somewhere else besides on Momo. The red head then recalled what he wanted to ask Seiji earlier. He wasn't totally sure if he should or not, considering it may disrupt the other, but he finally took a deep breath. "Seiji." He said yet again. "Does your demon torment you." He asked in a low, serious tone.
Momo's demon had never 'tormented' him. Teased him occasionally, but never constantly. Momo bit his lip, worrying for Seiji's answer. A few years ago, Momo had grown close to another 'special'. Like Momo, the boy had been contracted with a demon. He was constantly tormented, threatened, and teased by the demon. Through the first few years of being contracted, the boy lived in fear. He was barely able to sleep at night. Then, Momo met him. The tormenting eventually progressed, getting worse and worse. Finally, it drove his friend insane, to the point where he took his own life. Whether or not this had been the demon's intentions, Momo didn't know, but he had never been the same since that experience.
Momo returned his gaze back down to Seiji. He squeezed him tighter. No matter what, I'll never let that happen to you. Seiji-kun. He promised mentally. He continued cradling the blonde, kissing him on the head every few minutes. I won't let anyone, not even a demon, steal you away from me.
Never.

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