The rain poured down heavily from the sky on such a bitterly cold night, the icy winds were strong and hit the pale tear stained cheeks of the blonde. Such a figure stood there, crying silently, his eyes full of sorrow, the salty tears cascading down his face, his face numb, his mind dead.
In his chocolate brown orbs mirrored images if a monstrous flame danced, roaring in the wind. His house burning before him. What had he done? It had been such an innocent act; Lighting a few candles... was this some kind of punishment for his thoughts? For his feelings?
Dressed in his dressing gown, now drenched, he held his shivering cat close. Himself too lost in shock, fright and a morbid state to be shaking like his feline companion.
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Hizaki held a cheerful smile as he glanced to the setting sun outside of his window, his cat approaching him and rubbing its head affectionately against his owner's leg. The former giggled and picked his pet up, stroking him gently, speaking some light words of love to the animal.
The cat moved up as he was held, his head brushing under Hizaki's chin. A few moments of attention towards each other and then the creature was curled up on the sofa.
As his friend rested, Hizaki moved to the kitchen. he boiled the kettle and started filling the cup. Once the hot water was in and mixing with the fruity tea bag he poured in a hint of lemon and some honey, the sweet aroma filling the room, causing him to grin more. The honey was the most dominant of the scents, it always was, Just like him... Hizaki blushed at his own thoughts. The male he longed for was so much like the honey...dominant, enticing, irresistible, ever so sweet and pure. A taste...a person. One that nobody would ever forget.
He inhaled deeply, the smell enough..like Kamijo's...but...the taste? He smiled and took his drink into the front room, he took out some rose scented candles and randomly placed them around the room. He took up the matches and struck the first, his lips curving into a further smile as the match lit the first candle...then the second..and then the third until at last they were all done. The orange flames dancing upon the wax covered wicks.
A scene for him, a perfect moment, candles everywhere, the lights off, his cat at his side, and now he had his guitar in his hands, playing odd rifts, with thoughts of Kamijo running through his head. So...well..it wasn't really perfect, only if he was there, wit would be truly perfect.
More and more time passed, music being played, candles flickering and burning. Hizaki was now in his white dressing gown, and falling asleep, lost in thoughts of his prince.
Dreams right no were his best friend, he dreamt of Kamijo holding him, loving him, whispering sweet words and playing with his blonde ringlet curls. Oh, how he wished for it to be real. As Hizaki snuggled closer to his band mate, he heard a crash. Causing him to break out of his sleepy state.
Eyes wide, back straight, he searched for the source of the sound, ready to pout at whoever or whatever destroyed such an amazing dream. Soon he smelt smoke. He caught the sight of his cat hurrying away from the blue vase, smashed upon the ground, water drained, roses hanging out, both fake and real, hanging over the candle; now burning. Hizaki gasped watching the fire spread...up the stems, and climbing up the curtains, the fabric blackening with the flames. The roses...if Kamijo were to see that he would surely be heartbroken. Disappointed with the guitarist..how could he let such a thing happen? He had been so careless... The cat jumped up into the blondes lap, it took a while to register before he jumped up, hugging his pet and hurried out of the room, a whimper leaving his lips, followed by a sob as he struggled to open the door. The flames were getting bigger, out of frustration and panic he was failing to escape, his hand fumbling with the key in the lock.
"Please...oh...no...no please!" He held the animal close, sobbing and praying, his mind totally sure that he wouldn't escape...convinced that in moments to come he would become ash...burned by the advancing flames....both him and his cat..gone.
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So here he was, lost with what to do. The fire engine was there, and working on extinguishing the flames. He had been invited to sit in the vehicle, out of the rain, however he muttered a polite decline to that offer, his eyes could not move form his home. They did however take his cat into the warmth of the truck. He could feel the stares from his neighbours, they were peering out of the window, or looking on out, with their doors open. Not one of them had come over and asked how he was, yet to him that was good, he felt too embarrassed and humiliated as it was. With so many emotions and thoughts, reality was truly drowned out. The bitter sting of the raindrops upon his cheeks..his face his body..all continued on as each droplet felt like an icy needle. Was it a punishment. Of course, only Kamijo could perfect such a scene. His mimicking was worthless, and made sure to prove the point of how pathetic Hizaki had been.
"Sir?" Again. Broken out of his thoughts by the fireman in charge of this catastrophe. "Do you have somewhere that you can go to stay. With a friend...? A family member...?" Hizaki looked at him, his wide, feminine and innocent eyes blinked and he solemnly nodded. With that he was handed a mobile. He couldn't call family..they were too far away and would panic at the news. Friends..well..if something would ever happen, he would call Yuuichi, the two were very good friends, however that had now been accepted that dear Jasmine You had parted from such loved ones on earth. The next closest and most respected person to him was Kamijo. Kamijo, Kamijo Kamijo! That name was the one that stuck in his head. Dominant over his thoughts, pushing another names away. That...he...was all that Hizaki could think of.
"K-kamijo..." Hizaki whimpered into the phone to a reply. Hearing the vocalist's smooth, and rich voice greet the caller.
"Oh. Hizaki? Are you ok?" The blonde could hear a frown, but it was some concerned kind of frown. He could picture it. He really didn't want to cause Kamijo any trouble or any bother, but to be honest, right now, Kamijo was the only one that Hizaki would feel both safe and calm with. He did not want any affection from the other, no...well..yes...but that wouldn't happen, and he was not expecting it. However just the presence of the vampire like prince would be soothing enough.
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At Kamijo's appearance Hizaki was properly looking away from the burnt and crumbling building. The vocalist walked forward and without thinking, the guitarist ran up to him and into his arms, clinging onto the other and like his humble home, he too crumbled and broke down. His body trembled fiercely at both, shock, pain, and the icy temperature, his cries coming out in loud sobs, and getting stuck in his throat he had to cough and gasp for breath.
Kamijo wrapped his arms around his friend, pulling him close, and tight, not caring at all about the rain. But knowing he had to be there for blonde, he lowered his head to kiss the top of Hizaki's in a soothing gesture, as he moved one hand to the blondes back, as the other rested upon the other's neck.
"Shh..It's ok." He heard a muffled whimper form the guitarist, he simply let go quickly, and opened his long jacket more, wrapping what he could around Hizaki, as the other wrapped his arms around the prince's waist, head resting on the others chest, unable to control the shaking of his body."Hizaki...shh.." Tears feel freely. He really couldn't believe that Kamijo was putting up with this. Though he was truly grateful. "Shh..it's all going to be ok..." The blonde closed his eyes, trying to control the sobs.
"I promise you Princess.." He blinked and held his breath, though he was still shivering and shaking, he pulled away for his brown eyes to meet Kamijo's pale coloured contact lensed ones. Princess..? Kamijo...had just called him 'Princess'.
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