Part 6
Jyou ran into someone the next day as he walked home from work, it was six in the morning.
"Ouch," the person muttered, surprising Jyou, they hadn't hit that hard. Jyou looked down to see who it was.
"Is that you Izzy?" Jyou asked, trying to figure out who it was behind all the bandages.
"Yes, whom else would I be?" Izzy asked sounding a bit aggravated.
"Who did that to you?" Jyou demanded resisting the urge to reach out and push the stray hairs away from his face.
"I don't know who it was," Izzy told him sourly.
"Was it Sora?" Jyou asked. The look that flashed in Izzy's eyes told Jyou that he was right.
"I told you I don't know who it was," Izzy insisted. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have to continue on my way to work.
"Izzy," Jyou called out at the figure who was hurrying away.
"It wasn't Sora," Izzy yelled over his shoulder before disappearing around the corner.
Jyou sighed and went home, intending to talk to Sora.
*~&~
Sora stayed home from work, she needed to figure out what was going on with her. She knew she shouldn't beat Izzy, she knew it was wrong. But lately her temper had just been combustible, bursting at any given second at the slightest jar.
It was such a sweet release hitting him, something she didn't ever want to stop when she started, and she had to force herself away from Izzy. The sensations reminded her of when she had tried drugs. The delicious, intoxicated high, and then coming down and all the regrets that came with it.
She swore to herself that she wouldn't do it again. She didn't want to hurt Izzy, and she knew she could get into lots of trouble for it. But as she made the promise she couldn't help but let out a sigh.
*~&~
Izzy continued on his way to work deep in thought, and was trying to forget his encounter with Jyou. Izzy felt so guilty for lying to his friend, he shouldn't be ashamed of Sora's beating him, although he was. He just couldn't figure out what it was that was making her want to beat him.
He was just going to walk on tiptoe for awhile and let her calm down and fix whatever problems she was having.
Izzy promised himself that when he got home that night he would talk to her, and tell her it had to stop, or he was going to leave. Feeling somewhat better he entered his office building.
Jyou ran into someone the next day as he walked home from work, it was six in the morning.
"Ouch," the person muttered, surprising Jyou, they hadn't hit that hard. Jyou looked down to see who it was.
"Is that you Izzy?" Jyou asked, trying to figure out who it was behind all the bandages.
"Yes, whom else would I be?" Izzy asked sounding a bit aggravated.
"Who did that to you?" Jyou demanded resisting the urge to reach out and push the stray hairs away from his face.
"I don't know who it was," Izzy told him sourly.
"Was it Sora?" Jyou asked. The look that flashed in Izzy's eyes told Jyou that he was right.
"I told you I don't know who it was," Izzy insisted. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have to continue on my way to work.
"Izzy," Jyou called out at the figure who was hurrying away.
"It wasn't Sora," Izzy yelled over his shoulder before disappearing around the corner.
Jyou sighed and went home, intending to talk to Sora.
*~&~
Sora stayed home from work, she needed to figure out what was going on with her. She knew she shouldn't beat Izzy, she knew it was wrong. But lately her temper had just been combustible, bursting at any given second at the slightest jar.
It was such a sweet release hitting him, something she didn't ever want to stop when she started, and she had to force herself away from Izzy. The sensations reminded her of when she had tried drugs. The delicious, intoxicated high, and then coming down and all the regrets that came with it.
She swore to herself that she wouldn't do it again. She didn't want to hurt Izzy, and she knew she could get into lots of trouble for it. But as she made the promise she couldn't help but let out a sigh.
*~&~
Izzy continued on his way to work deep in thought, and was trying to forget his encounter with Jyou. Izzy felt so guilty for lying to his friend, he shouldn't be ashamed of Sora's beating him, although he was. He just couldn't figure out what it was that was making her want to beat him.
He was just going to walk on tiptoe for awhile and let her calm down and fix whatever problems she was having.
Izzy promised himself that when he got home that night he would talk to her, and tell her it had to stop, or he was going to leave. Feeling somewhat better he entered his office building.