Takenowa narrowed his alert eyes at the suited man pacing in front of him.
As the financial backers of genesis we want something in return Takenobi, we will not continue to through millions of pounds down the drain without something to damn well show for it!! he raged, banging his fist savagely on the table in front of the hook nosed man, making the files splayed across it's mahogany surface jump.
And what is it that you want? the professor replied calmly leaning forward, his grey eyes drilling into the sweating, balding businessman now slumping in his chair once more.
I do believe you and your associates want a demonstration and...commodities yes? he chuckled leaning back as the mans face lit up with sadistic glee
Lady Kato is running low she wants
KAMEKA SHIRO I am aware I monitor the fights regularly replied the professor, looking over his glasses, a cold look creeping into his eyes as he added
I shall prove my dominance over the gyms, I shall get you the brightest and the rarest to do with as each of your board sees fit Mr Sanchez
Oh yes that will be....quite adequate the Spaniard chuckled, rubbing his sweaty palms together I want that little blonde angel form the angel gym she just begs to be corrupted" he smiled sickly, is mind skittering off into his own twisted fantasy
Very well inform your people and let me get back to what you pay me for, snapped the Japanese man, unceremoniously showing his backer the door and closing it crisply, his brow furrowed in thought.
Sanchez greed may have presented a straw with which to break the camels back, he murmured turning on his laptop and searching his files.
Feia chang. rumoured Elspeth chang's daughter, kakera SHIRO ex genesis experiment and son of kyoko suomi the bleached green light painted his face in a demonic picture of sadistic glee as he read more
How perfect break the leaders and their bishonen, all of them are mated....Take her....break him broken inside and out he glanced at the board on the far wall, the gym leaders and information pinned up neatly and smiled at the photos of the women he was going to destroy " say good bye to you loved ones ladies you will not be seeing them again " he chuckled before walking into the adjoining room and turning on the precious device of project memory. Shutting the door so the screams of jean gray strapped into it would not carry down the halls.
Now my dear, show me the way he hissed, as the tears spilt down the woman's cheeks while her mind sought out the way to enslave a bishonen.
Hey Kami Sadame was just wonder.... Amun was cut off as the black haired bishojo blanked him, shoving him out of the way, slamming through the front door and storming down the airy corridor of the angel gym. The boy leaned against the wall glaring at her back as he called back, his voice dripping sarcasm.
Oh hi Amun, yeah I just ran off to kill stuff, but I'm all done now, thanks for asking, I'm gonna now go see the guy I SO DON'T LOVE excuse me please, why certainly Kameka and how nice to see ya" he snorted.
The girl froze mid stride and turned round to face him slowly, her eyes narrowed into furious violet slits, pinning Amun and making him squirm with their intensity. Swallowing the towering blonde held up his hands defensively, backing down the corridor away from Sadame's younger sister
GOING jeez CHILL! The girl turned her back on him again, striding down the corridor once more, her footsteps echoing down the hall and ringing off the white marble floor with pent up fury.
That didn't sound good whistled kakera, sticking his head round the corner and glancing at his boyfriend. The angel of retribution sighed, blowing air into his honey coloured bangs and hauling kakera over, wrapping his arms round him tightly and resting his chin on top his raven head.
I know cherub, I know and Sadame's been worrying his head off over where she's been he mumbled into his hair.
He in there? Amun nodded, watching Kameka pause before the infirmary door, his emerald eyes holding a deep-seated sympathy for occult, the dark half of Sadame. He knew exactly how she felt, he'd stood on the edge of that door years before with kakera dying on the other side. As she walked in he tightened his arms round his koi. At least kakera was safe now and that's the way he was keeping him.
Kameka squeezed her eyes shut as she closed the door silently behind her, oblivious to how weak her muscles felt and how tired she was. Sorata lay pale and blank against the white sheets of the bed. She walked over and sat on the bed softly, picking up his cold hands within her warm grasp and pressing them to her lips, her eyes silently begging the life to return to him, but it didn't, he didn't even flicker. Bowing her head, hiding behind the black curtain of silk, she crushed his hands to her forehead her shoulders shaking in despair.
She didn't even see Sadame in the back of the room, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned in the shadows, watching his volatile little sister with a brooding look, letting her have a brief moment before he broke the silence in a low deep voice.
Where have you been? without looking up she replied
That's not your concern the high angel of the gym frowned, striding over and grabbing her wrist, turning her to face him.
It is my concern. It is this whole gym's concern. What happens to one happens to all. Remember that well. You are not the only one suffering from what happened to him.
Jerking her wrist away she growled through gritted teeth
If you already knew, why ask? she wanted him to go away, she wanted them all to go away, she just wanted to lie down next to sora, and sleep the dreamless sleep of the damned, never wake up, join him in oblivion, but no one would let her
I don't know, but I'd like to he replied calmly, he needed to know what she'd done, if only for his own peace of mind. He'd been frantic when he'd come back and found her gone. She was unstable at best over sora and her temper was always uncontrollable, recently it was positively destructive. She was going to get hurt and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
I....went....training at another gym his eyes narrowed briefly, noting she couldn't look him in the eye.
What gym? It certainly wasn't A.C I've not long come from there
Go away. SHIRO SAMA! she screamed, why wouldn't he just go, she didn't want to talk to her, powerful, godly Mr. perfect brother, he irritated her beyond belief, cool, calm, Sadame, star of the gym, always interfering and treating her like a damn chibi.
Not until this is settled he whispered, seeing she wasn't listening he seized her shoulders, shaking her, forcing her to listen
You cannot just decide to take off on your own without telling anyone! This time is too critical for any one of us to be doing that!
You concern is noted she hissed acidly, icy violet glaring up at him from beneath ebony bangs
The angel closed his eyes for a moment, her coldness stabbing him as his hands slid from her shoulders
You are not the only one who has had to see the person you care about the most hurt and helpless. We've all seen it He whispered
Rhiannon is fine! He wont wake up! she snapped before adding at least the van wont either
What did you do to him? at her silence he pressed her, sitting down opposite, his eyes boring into her. Well? Kameka please! I need to know where did you go?!
Underground dojo
He sighed leaning back in the chair
We are now on genesis hit list she shrugged, tracing the back of Sora's hand with her fingers
We would have been anyway
But not at the top he growled. She snorted, slumping onto the spiky haired bishonen's body, wrapping her arms round him, laying her ear over his heart, comforted that it at least still beat for now
I really don't care, she hissed, burying her face into the cool linen sheets, her hands fisting Sora's shirt.
The tall man watched her with a heavy heart, turning his face to the arched window, gazing at the fat bloody moon with a sense of foreboding.
So we must walk through the fields of hell once more, we are fallen angel indeed, he murmured, unconscious of his sister, glaring at him bitterly
Some more than others Sa Chan she mumbled, you don't walk alone
We all walk together he sighed fixing his violet eyes sternly on her, she laughed mirthlessly, getting up from Sora's bed and pacing, her arms wrapped round herself, the moon bathing her skin a bloody colour, matching the vinyl wrapped round her limbs
No we don't and if you believe that you're dreaming but it's easy to dream when someone's in your bed she choked, jealousy dripping from her final words. Sadame turned cold eyes on her
Do not presume to think you are the only one feeling this pain, the pain of a lost one. I know Amun has experienced it before
Goody for Amun she spat, glaring back. Her brother breathed in sharply at how dead her gaze was. There was no life, not even pain just.dead. He tried to reach her again before she once more locked herself behind her ice wall as she had so long ago
Do you care for nothing around you? she paused in thought, her face taking on the sweet innocence she'd had when she used to curl up on his knee as a child, before she answered simply
No you MADE me feel you pushed me at him he MADE me feel when I didn't want to take him away I don't feel and I sure as high heaven don't care
KAMEKA occult looked up, her face blank and emotionless
You feel otherwise you wouldn't have done what you did. You feel if you are here now. And even if I hadn't pushed you, you would have felt sooner or later.
I still hate you for it she growled, wincing as she rotated her wrist, driving her fingers into her exposed stomach and slowly drawing out the soul sword all Kamui's had, her shinken and dropping it into Sorata's sleeping form, flicking the blood from her hand as she traced her fingers over his forehead. Sadame watched as she ripped her soul from her body and entrusted it to the dying boy with unease, she was now pretty much defenseless and was letting sorata feed off her soul. Seeing his look she whispered
If he's holding my soul at least he might live longer, I hardly use the thing anyway
Sadame didn't know what to do, he was used to being everyone's strong one to lean on but Kameka would never let him, if he tried she would always bite at him, push him away just as she did with sorata. Everyone knew she loved him and he more than loved her but she never let him so much as touch her hand. She'd never even told him she loved him
What now?
I want to die she whimpered, her muscles trembling before she fell to her knees leaning her forehead on the bed sobbing
He didn't do anything!! He isn't rare or dangerous! He doesn't even really fight. she howled, she broke, before revenge kept her going but now she was starting to deal with the fact, she'd never see him smile, never hear him call her babe or feel him kiss her when he thought she'd fallen asleep. Everything that used to irritate her, his flirting, suggestive comments, even eating everything in the fridge had suddenly turned into the most precious things in the world. And just as she reached out to grasp them, finally realizing their worth she had to watch them flutter away. Only now she realized she loved him, but now it was too late
It was a senseless attack but sorata has never been one to give up a fight
Sadame? she looked up from the bed, her eyes red raw, tears streaking blotchy cheeks as her body shook with uncontrollable sobbing. He crouched besides her leaning closer
Nani? without warning she flung her arms round his neck hugging him desperately, hiccupping into his shoulder, her limbs trembling with lack of sleep and stress.
Sadame sighed with relief she wasn't bottling up and rubbed her back as he had when she was a chibi
I couldn't let the van live.....I just couldn't.... she croaked hoarsely, shaking her head
To tell you the truth....I don't blame you. No one would....You did what you thought was right" he reassured continuing to rub her back, waiting for her sobbing to subside, already steeling his mind ready for battle,
He doesn't even know that that
You can tell him when he wakes up... he murmured to her, placing her back on the bed, her body curling round sora's sleeping form, her head seeking out his chest again
Wake up baka...
As the financial backers of genesis we want something in return Takenobi, we will not continue to through millions of pounds down the drain without something to damn well show for it!! he raged, banging his fist savagely on the table in front of the hook nosed man, making the files splayed across it's mahogany surface jump.
And what is it that you want? the professor replied calmly leaning forward, his grey eyes drilling into the sweating, balding businessman now slumping in his chair once more.
I do believe you and your associates want a demonstration and...commodities yes? he chuckled leaning back as the mans face lit up with sadistic glee
Lady Kato is running low she wants
KAMEKA SHIRO I am aware I monitor the fights regularly replied the professor, looking over his glasses, a cold look creeping into his eyes as he added
I shall prove my dominance over the gyms, I shall get you the brightest and the rarest to do with as each of your board sees fit Mr Sanchez
Oh yes that will be....quite adequate the Spaniard chuckled, rubbing his sweaty palms together I want that little blonde angel form the angel gym she just begs to be corrupted" he smiled sickly, is mind skittering off into his own twisted fantasy
Very well inform your people and let me get back to what you pay me for, snapped the Japanese man, unceremoniously showing his backer the door and closing it crisply, his brow furrowed in thought.
Sanchez greed may have presented a straw with which to break the camels back, he murmured turning on his laptop and searching his files.
Feia chang. rumoured Elspeth chang's daughter, kakera SHIRO ex genesis experiment and son of kyoko suomi the bleached green light painted his face in a demonic picture of sadistic glee as he read more
How perfect break the leaders and their bishonen, all of them are mated....Take her....break him broken inside and out he glanced at the board on the far wall, the gym leaders and information pinned up neatly and smiled at the photos of the women he was going to destroy " say good bye to you loved ones ladies you will not be seeing them again " he chuckled before walking into the adjoining room and turning on the precious device of project memory. Shutting the door so the screams of jean gray strapped into it would not carry down the halls.
Now my dear, show me the way he hissed, as the tears spilt down the woman's cheeks while her mind sought out the way to enslave a bishonen.
Hey Kami Sadame was just wonder.... Amun was cut off as the black haired bishojo blanked him, shoving him out of the way, slamming through the front door and storming down the airy corridor of the angel gym. The boy leaned against the wall glaring at her back as he called back, his voice dripping sarcasm.
Oh hi Amun, yeah I just ran off to kill stuff, but I'm all done now, thanks for asking, I'm gonna now go see the guy I SO DON'T LOVE excuse me please, why certainly Kameka and how nice to see ya" he snorted.
The girl froze mid stride and turned round to face him slowly, her eyes narrowed into furious violet slits, pinning Amun and making him squirm with their intensity. Swallowing the towering blonde held up his hands defensively, backing down the corridor away from Sadame's younger sister
GOING jeez CHILL! The girl turned her back on him again, striding down the corridor once more, her footsteps echoing down the hall and ringing off the white marble floor with pent up fury.
That didn't sound good whistled kakera, sticking his head round the corner and glancing at his boyfriend. The angel of retribution sighed, blowing air into his honey coloured bangs and hauling kakera over, wrapping his arms round him tightly and resting his chin on top his raven head.
I know cherub, I know and Sadame's been worrying his head off over where she's been he mumbled into his hair.
He in there? Amun nodded, watching Kameka pause before the infirmary door, his emerald eyes holding a deep-seated sympathy for occult, the dark half of Sadame. He knew exactly how she felt, he'd stood on the edge of that door years before with kakera dying on the other side. As she walked in he tightened his arms round his koi. At least kakera was safe now and that's the way he was keeping him.
Kameka squeezed her eyes shut as she closed the door silently behind her, oblivious to how weak her muscles felt and how tired she was. Sorata lay pale and blank against the white sheets of the bed. She walked over and sat on the bed softly, picking up his cold hands within her warm grasp and pressing them to her lips, her eyes silently begging the life to return to him, but it didn't, he didn't even flicker. Bowing her head, hiding behind the black curtain of silk, she crushed his hands to her forehead her shoulders shaking in despair.
She didn't even see Sadame in the back of the room, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned in the shadows, watching his volatile little sister with a brooding look, letting her have a brief moment before he broke the silence in a low deep voice.
Where have you been? without looking up she replied
That's not your concern the high angel of the gym frowned, striding over and grabbing her wrist, turning her to face him.
It is my concern. It is this whole gym's concern. What happens to one happens to all. Remember that well. You are not the only one suffering from what happened to him.
Jerking her wrist away she growled through gritted teeth
If you already knew, why ask? she wanted him to go away, she wanted them all to go away, she just wanted to lie down next to sora, and sleep the dreamless sleep of the damned, never wake up, join him in oblivion, but no one would let her
I don't know, but I'd like to he replied calmly, he needed to know what she'd done, if only for his own peace of mind. He'd been frantic when he'd come back and found her gone. She was unstable at best over sora and her temper was always uncontrollable, recently it was positively destructive. She was going to get hurt and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
I....went....training at another gym his eyes narrowed briefly, noting she couldn't look him in the eye.
What gym? It certainly wasn't A.C I've not long come from there
Go away. SHIRO SAMA! she screamed, why wouldn't he just go, she didn't want to talk to her, powerful, godly Mr. perfect brother, he irritated her beyond belief, cool, calm, Sadame, star of the gym, always interfering and treating her like a damn chibi.
Not until this is settled he whispered, seeing she wasn't listening he seized her shoulders, shaking her, forcing her to listen
You cannot just decide to take off on your own without telling anyone! This time is too critical for any one of us to be doing that!
You concern is noted she hissed acidly, icy violet glaring up at him from beneath ebony bangs
The angel closed his eyes for a moment, her coldness stabbing him as his hands slid from her shoulders
You are not the only one who has had to see the person you care about the most hurt and helpless. We've all seen it He whispered
Rhiannon is fine! He wont wake up! she snapped before adding at least the van wont either
What did you do to him? at her silence he pressed her, sitting down opposite, his eyes boring into her. Well? Kameka please! I need to know where did you go?!
Underground dojo
He sighed leaning back in the chair
We are now on genesis hit list she shrugged, tracing the back of Sora's hand with her fingers
We would have been anyway
But not at the top he growled. She snorted, slumping onto the spiky haired bishonen's body, wrapping her arms round him, laying her ear over his heart, comforted that it at least still beat for now
I really don't care, she hissed, burying her face into the cool linen sheets, her hands fisting Sora's shirt.
The tall man watched her with a heavy heart, turning his face to the arched window, gazing at the fat bloody moon with a sense of foreboding.
So we must walk through the fields of hell once more, we are fallen angel indeed, he murmured, unconscious of his sister, glaring at him bitterly
Some more than others Sa Chan she mumbled, you don't walk alone
We all walk together he sighed fixing his violet eyes sternly on her, she laughed mirthlessly, getting up from Sora's bed and pacing, her arms wrapped round herself, the moon bathing her skin a bloody colour, matching the vinyl wrapped round her limbs
No we don't and if you believe that you're dreaming but it's easy to dream when someone's in your bed she choked, jealousy dripping from her final words. Sadame turned cold eyes on her
Do not presume to think you are the only one feeling this pain, the pain of a lost one. I know Amun has experienced it before
Goody for Amun she spat, glaring back. Her brother breathed in sharply at how dead her gaze was. There was no life, not even pain just.dead. He tried to reach her again before she once more locked herself behind her ice wall as she had so long ago
Do you care for nothing around you? she paused in thought, her face taking on the sweet innocence she'd had when she used to curl up on his knee as a child, before she answered simply
No you MADE me feel you pushed me at him he MADE me feel when I didn't want to take him away I don't feel and I sure as high heaven don't care
KAMEKA occult looked up, her face blank and emotionless
You feel otherwise you wouldn't have done what you did. You feel if you are here now. And even if I hadn't pushed you, you would have felt sooner or later.
I still hate you for it she growled, wincing as she rotated her wrist, driving her fingers into her exposed stomach and slowly drawing out the soul sword all Kamui's had, her shinken and dropping it into Sorata's sleeping form, flicking the blood from her hand as she traced her fingers over his forehead. Sadame watched as she ripped her soul from her body and entrusted it to the dying boy with unease, she was now pretty much defenseless and was letting sorata feed off her soul. Seeing his look she whispered
If he's holding my soul at least he might live longer, I hardly use the thing anyway
Sadame didn't know what to do, he was used to being everyone's strong one to lean on but Kameka would never let him, if he tried she would always bite at him, push him away just as she did with sorata. Everyone knew she loved him and he more than loved her but she never let him so much as touch her hand. She'd never even told him she loved him
What now?
I want to die she whimpered, her muscles trembling before she fell to her knees leaning her forehead on the bed sobbing
He didn't do anything!! He isn't rare or dangerous! He doesn't even really fight. she howled, she broke, before revenge kept her going but now she was starting to deal with the fact, she'd never see him smile, never hear him call her babe or feel him kiss her when he thought she'd fallen asleep. Everything that used to irritate her, his flirting, suggestive comments, even eating everything in the fridge had suddenly turned into the most precious things in the world. And just as she reached out to grasp them, finally realizing their worth she had to watch them flutter away. Only now she realized she loved him, but now it was too late
It was a senseless attack but sorata has never been one to give up a fight
Sadame? she looked up from the bed, her eyes red raw, tears streaking blotchy cheeks as her body shook with uncontrollable sobbing. He crouched besides her leaning closer
Nani? without warning she flung her arms round his neck hugging him desperately, hiccupping into his shoulder, her limbs trembling with lack of sleep and stress.
Sadame sighed with relief she wasn't bottling up and rubbed her back as he had when she was a chibi
I couldn't let the van live.....I just couldn't.... she croaked hoarsely, shaking her head
To tell you the truth....I don't blame you. No one would....You did what you thought was right" he reassured continuing to rub her back, waiting for her sobbing to subside, already steeling his mind ready for battle,
He doesn't even know that that
You can tell him when he wakes up... he murmured to her, placing her back on the bed, her body curling round sora's sleeping form, her head seeking out his chest again
Wake up baka...