An Unlikely Pair Chapter 3
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Back in the guest room, a few hours later, Kyo had sobered up. (*yaaawn*) "Whoo..I'm dizzy..what the hell happened? Let's see...oh yea...hehahahaha!Ow my head....I need something to drink." Kyo walked past Iori's room. He shot a quick glance inside; revealing that Iori was tossing and turning. "Hey Yagami are you all right?" Iori twitched and moaned out of pain "Leona...." As Iori turned on his side and sniffled, Kyo stared in disbelief. " Now I know...why I'm like this...I get hurtzzzz everytime I let my guard down. How could I be so damn stupid...? Zzz" He stopped sobbing, and Kyo shook his head. "Wow... I've never seen Iori in pain...emotional anyway. Heh, he'd barely show any physical pain. Poor guy...Leona really hurt him..I knew something was up."
He slowly eyed Iori over to make sure he was alright. As he looked closer, he noticed that Yagami seemed different. An evil, battle happy Iori was nowhere to be seen. What took his place was someone who looked peaceful,vulnerable, and in a way kinda "Cute.." Kyo had said that a bit too loud, as Iori began to stir. "Eeep!" Kyo tiptoed away as fast as possible, knowing he'd catch hell if Iori found out he was in his room, watching him sleep none the less. "Phew, that was close!" He walked to the refrigerator and got some orange juice. {YEA! Go oranges! West Hemisphere side biotch!}
He then turned around to go back to his room, only to see a dark figure; arms folded, leaning against Iori's doorframe. "AH!" Kyo nearly dropped the glass in suprise. (Oh damn! that's probably Shingo! Stalker...) His heart slowed down its grueling pace when the light of the moon grazed softly over Ioris blood-red hair. "Oh! Iori-sama! I thought you were Shingo for a moment! Don't scare me like that!" Iori said nothing. He just stood and angrily eyed Kyo over. (Hmm..he's kinda cute when he's trying to get out of something.) The thought shoved, punched, and kicked its way back into his head as he remembered what had happened earlier. He couldn't help but smile, but it was ok, Kyo couldn't see him now anyway.
"Hehh...anyway, I thought you were sleeping." "I was..but I had ..somebody..woke..me..up!" As Kyo looked up from the ground, Iori moved swiftly to the front of him. His face was nearly against Kyo's now. His crimson hair split the darkness of Kyo's. "Iori...I-I'm sorry you know?"
He only recieved a confusing stare, he couldn't tell wether Iori was mad or...whatever. Iori then smirked and put his head over Kyo's shoulder, then brought his lips to his ear, wispering softly. "Just don't let it happen again okay?" Kyo was about to nod when Iori punched him in the gut. Hard enough to drop him for a moment. (Itai...yea he's mad alright...) "Ow! Yagami!"
Iori straightened up and laughed, which only made Kyo angry. "That's not funny! You were hurt too right? What about Leona? Oh..." Kyo halted his tongue immediately after realizing what he had just said.
"Iori..I..mm?" Iori placed a thumb upon Kyo's lips, making his best attempt at smiling. He wanted to deviate Kyo's analyzing gaze from being able to even remotely ascertain the excrutiating pain that eternally ebbed inside of his tired heart and soul. "Shut the hell up, Kyo, If Leona did do what she did, It's senseless to even make an attempt to care about her any
longer, right? I didn't plead for your sympathy, nor do I wish to have it. Now leave me alone and go the hell to bed!" Kyo blinked and nodded.
(How can he just...shrug it off like that?) Kyo stammered "A-all right Yagami..I'll go." He shot a puzzled gaze at him, trying to mask his true intentions. Iori thought he had succeded, but Kyo searched every molecule of his eyes, attempting to discover the truth, to sear his pride; a barrier that eternally stood on guard, the impenetrable gate to his soul. Kyo sighed and drove his fingers through his ebony, silk-like hair. He turned his questioning eyes to lock with Iori's, who was no longer there. {Okay..here comes a really descriptive part!}
Iori had placed himself in front of the glass door to the balcony, gazing out at the moonlit sky. The moon's platinum rays basked his face, a lockbox of emotions that seldom revealed its contents to anyone or anything. The moon's gentle glow challenged him, challenged his emotions and his pride, calling out a lowly silver tear which defied his pride; a dam preventing an innundation of liquid emotions, and submitted to his weary soul, which broke out in a fit of agony, deluging the surface of the mask to his inner soul.{Descriptive part almost over so..don't cry like a bitch when it happens.}
Kyo couldn't just keep quiet, yet he hesitated, contemplating that any more concern that he bestowed opon Iori would just hurt him further, forcing his heart to plead for more protection. He could also see that Iori was becoming annoyed, as he produced a small purple flame in one hand, while mutely demanding that Kyo return to his room with the other. Kyo took his chances anyway. "Gomen-nasai..Yagami-sama..I..-" (Gomen Nasai: I'm very sorry.) "Aooy!" {No that's not a word you dumb bastard...he growled or something..see!? Now I don't even know!} Iori's "barricade" growled, overpowering his heart yet again, which begged to explain itself just this once. Kyo finally got the picture and returned to his room apace, darting under the sheets.
Iori sighed heavily and leaned his head against the glass. "I need to get my mind off of this.." Iori decided that a walk might do him well, temporairly numbing the eternal anguish of Hell that engulfed his insides. He slid the glass door open and stepped out, climbing down the side to the grass below. He often found that discussing with himself would allow him to feel seperate from his troubles, which seemed to bind themselves to him and drain his energy. He walked for a while until he came to a small park, walking over to a tree and leaning against it.
"Ugh...Leona, how could you do tyhis to me..?" Iori knew he could deceive others but not himself. "I trusted you..I even loved you! How could I be so damned STUPID!" Iori slammed his fist into the tree. " Hahaha..you probably just used me like everyone else. My father...I wasn't his son, I was a means..a-..a utensil to get back at the Kusanagi clan.!" He placed his arm against the tree and lay his head against it, sobbing softly. He gave way to the pent up rage and sheer melancholy he felt inside.
His sadness anchored him down to his knees, a salty sorrow streaming down his face, and splashing against the tree. Iori loosened the pressure on his soul for a good five minutes before he regained his already fragile composure. He stood back up and wiped his eyes, his burning eyes, like flames. It wasn't the tears that stung him but it was his pride, retaliating for his recent deifiance. "You won't control me anymore.." Just as he looked up he spotted what would be Kyo's next great pain, Benimaru. (Nani!? Benimaru!? He's supposed to be with his parents!...What in God's name is he still doing.....here...) Iori noticed that Benimaru was not alone, Ryo was at his side. The were both walking in his general direction, their arms around each others waist. Iori found himself seething with anger. Not even Kyo, whom he thought he hated,(Heh..I'm not even sure anymore..) deserved this. (Not him too...) "Ay!" Iori yelled, diverting their attention from each other, slowly turning to him. Especially Benimaru, who already know who it was.
Iori studied his eyes like a hawk. They seemd to slowly rise to meeet his, as if gradually climbing a rope of guilt, a passageway leading to the source of their remorse. {Heyy that rhymes..i'm gonna write that down..wait..it's already been typed out...damnit!} "Y-Yagami!? What are you doing out so late?" Iori seemed to completely ignore Benimaru's question. "What are you doing out here period? What about Kyo? Benimaru's surprised {I think that's the first time I spelled surprise correctly..anyway..(swack) OW! Okay okay!} look metamorphed into a smirk. "Hmm..well it's simple. I just felt like a change of pace, that's all." Iori nearly throttled him, but subjugated his rage, keeping his hands at his side. "Why'd you have to lie to him?"
"I didn't want to terminate our relationship, I just didn't want to be confined to one guy at a time ya know?" An image of Leona danced mockingly across Iori's anger stricken eyes. "What do you care anyway Yagami? You despise the guy!" Iori narrowed his eyes. " I don't have to give you a reason, but I harrbor enough respect for him that I don't think he should be treated like a fucking moron!" Benimaru just yawned, not caring. "Yea, yea. Just don't tell Kyo, alright? I wanna keep him around if you know what I mean. (Rr...an object...just like I've been viewed as) That was it, Benimaru was going to get an ass kicking. Iori replied calmly. "Of course.." Benimaru smirked " I'm delighted that you see it my way. Have a nice night Iori.." (Hahahaha, he actually thinks he's getting away...cretin..) " One last thing Ben.." Benimaru wheeled back around, seeing Iori with an evil smirk. "Mm?" Iori's palm lit up with a purple flame. "Asobi wa orwai da.." (Trans: Playtime is over) Benimaru's eyes widened like dinner plates, he knew what was about to happen.
"Iori? Let's not do this alright!?!?" Iori sped at him and began his deadliest attack. "Nake! Sakebe!" He began pummeling him maliciously. He then grabbed onto his neck and strangled him as he pumped fire into the unfortunate Benimaru, creating small explosions. "Soshite...SHI-NE!!"
He ended it with one last explosion, sending Benimaru skidding across the ground and crashing into a tree. As he laughed he sidestepped, then stuck out his arm. He caught Ryo, then charged at the tree, shoving him through it face first. Iori laughed maniacally and mocked Benimaru. "Do you understand? Hmhmhmhmhm Hehhehhehhehheh HAH HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHA! My point has been well taken. The best cure for pain is the exertion of it on others. Heh heh." He grinned and walked away, leaving Benimaru and Ryo bleeding and unconscious.
He sighed as he reached his home. He climbed back up the side of the balcony, sliding the glass door open and yawning. When he slid into bed he expected to be asleep in a matter of minutes, but he hadn't forgot about the cloud that loomed over him. He'd have to tell Kyo in the morning. He could imagine it now. His words smashing through Kyo like a brick through glass. Kyo's eyes would shatter and slowly drop to the floor in small, liquid fragments, breaking again as they hit. ( I can't really say he deserves that kind of pain..yet again he has to know...)
He came to the conclusion that he would have to tell him. The dark cloud recessed into the depths of his mind, finally allowing him some sleep.
Disclaimer: Yea yea! You know the freakin drill! Read it! You aren't illiterate are ya? I bet you can't read it! HA HA! Comon, I dare ya!
Back in the guest room, a few hours later, Kyo had sobered up. (*yaaawn*) "Whoo..I'm dizzy..what the hell happened? Let's see...oh yea...hehahahaha!Ow my head....I need something to drink." Kyo walked past Iori's room. He shot a quick glance inside; revealing that Iori was tossing and turning. "Hey Yagami are you all right?" Iori twitched and moaned out of pain "Leona...." As Iori turned on his side and sniffled, Kyo stared in disbelief. " Now I know...why I'm like this...I get hurtzzzz everytime I let my guard down. How could I be so damn stupid...? Zzz" He stopped sobbing, and Kyo shook his head. "Wow... I've never seen Iori in pain...emotional anyway. Heh, he'd barely show any physical pain. Poor guy...Leona really hurt him..I knew something was up."
He slowly eyed Iori over to make sure he was alright. As he looked closer, he noticed that Yagami seemed different. An evil, battle happy Iori was nowhere to be seen. What took his place was someone who looked peaceful,vulnerable, and in a way kinda "Cute.." Kyo had said that a bit too loud, as Iori began to stir. "Eeep!" Kyo tiptoed away as fast as possible, knowing he'd catch hell if Iori found out he was in his room, watching him sleep none the less. "Phew, that was close!" He walked to the refrigerator and got some orange juice. {YEA! Go oranges! West Hemisphere side biotch!}
He then turned around to go back to his room, only to see a dark figure; arms folded, leaning against Iori's doorframe. "AH!" Kyo nearly dropped the glass in suprise. (Oh damn! that's probably Shingo! Stalker...) His heart slowed down its grueling pace when the light of the moon grazed softly over Ioris blood-red hair. "Oh! Iori-sama! I thought you were Shingo for a moment! Don't scare me like that!" Iori said nothing. He just stood and angrily eyed Kyo over. (Hmm..he's kinda cute when he's trying to get out of something.) The thought shoved, punched, and kicked its way back into his head as he remembered what had happened earlier. He couldn't help but smile, but it was ok, Kyo couldn't see him now anyway.
"Hehh...anyway, I thought you were sleeping." "I was..but I had ..somebody..woke..me..up!" As Kyo looked up from the ground, Iori moved swiftly to the front of him. His face was nearly against Kyo's now. His crimson hair split the darkness of Kyo's. "Iori...I-I'm sorry you know?"
He only recieved a confusing stare, he couldn't tell wether Iori was mad or...whatever. Iori then smirked and put his head over Kyo's shoulder, then brought his lips to his ear, wispering softly. "Just don't let it happen again okay?" Kyo was about to nod when Iori punched him in the gut. Hard enough to drop him for a moment. (Itai...yea he's mad alright...) "Ow! Yagami!"
Iori straightened up and laughed, which only made Kyo angry. "That's not funny! You were hurt too right? What about Leona? Oh..." Kyo halted his tongue immediately after realizing what he had just said.
"Iori..I..mm?" Iori placed a thumb upon Kyo's lips, making his best attempt at smiling. He wanted to deviate Kyo's analyzing gaze from being able to even remotely ascertain the excrutiating pain that eternally ebbed inside of his tired heart and soul. "Shut the hell up, Kyo, If Leona did do what she did, It's senseless to even make an attempt to care about her any
longer, right? I didn't plead for your sympathy, nor do I wish to have it. Now leave me alone and go the hell to bed!" Kyo blinked and nodded.
(How can he just...shrug it off like that?) Kyo stammered "A-all right Yagami..I'll go." He shot a puzzled gaze at him, trying to mask his true intentions. Iori thought he had succeded, but Kyo searched every molecule of his eyes, attempting to discover the truth, to sear his pride; a barrier that eternally stood on guard, the impenetrable gate to his soul. Kyo sighed and drove his fingers through his ebony, silk-like hair. He turned his questioning eyes to lock with Iori's, who was no longer there. {Okay..here comes a really descriptive part!}
Iori had placed himself in front of the glass door to the balcony, gazing out at the moonlit sky. The moon's platinum rays basked his face, a lockbox of emotions that seldom revealed its contents to anyone or anything. The moon's gentle glow challenged him, challenged his emotions and his pride, calling out a lowly silver tear which defied his pride; a dam preventing an innundation of liquid emotions, and submitted to his weary soul, which broke out in a fit of agony, deluging the surface of the mask to his inner soul.{Descriptive part almost over so..don't cry like a bitch when it happens.}
Kyo couldn't just keep quiet, yet he hesitated, contemplating that any more concern that he bestowed opon Iori would just hurt him further, forcing his heart to plead for more protection. He could also see that Iori was becoming annoyed, as he produced a small purple flame in one hand, while mutely demanding that Kyo return to his room with the other. Kyo took his chances anyway. "Gomen-nasai..Yagami-sama..I..-" (Gomen Nasai: I'm very sorry.) "Aooy!" {No that's not a word you dumb bastard...he growled or something..see!? Now I don't even know!} Iori's "barricade" growled, overpowering his heart yet again, which begged to explain itself just this once. Kyo finally got the picture and returned to his room apace, darting under the sheets.
Iori sighed heavily and leaned his head against the glass. "I need to get my mind off of this.." Iori decided that a walk might do him well, temporairly numbing the eternal anguish of Hell that engulfed his insides. He slid the glass door open and stepped out, climbing down the side to the grass below. He often found that discussing with himself would allow him to feel seperate from his troubles, which seemed to bind themselves to him and drain his energy. He walked for a while until he came to a small park, walking over to a tree and leaning against it.
"Ugh...Leona, how could you do tyhis to me..?" Iori knew he could deceive others but not himself. "I trusted you..I even loved you! How could I be so damned STUPID!" Iori slammed his fist into the tree. " Hahaha..you probably just used me like everyone else. My father...I wasn't his son, I was a means..a-..a utensil to get back at the Kusanagi clan.!" He placed his arm against the tree and lay his head against it, sobbing softly. He gave way to the pent up rage and sheer melancholy he felt inside.
His sadness anchored him down to his knees, a salty sorrow streaming down his face, and splashing against the tree. Iori loosened the pressure on his soul for a good five minutes before he regained his already fragile composure. He stood back up and wiped his eyes, his burning eyes, like flames. It wasn't the tears that stung him but it was his pride, retaliating for his recent deifiance. "You won't control me anymore.." Just as he looked up he spotted what would be Kyo's next great pain, Benimaru. (Nani!? Benimaru!? He's supposed to be with his parents!...What in God's name is he still doing.....here...) Iori noticed that Benimaru was not alone, Ryo was at his side. The were both walking in his general direction, their arms around each others waist. Iori found himself seething with anger. Not even Kyo, whom he thought he hated,(Heh..I'm not even sure anymore..) deserved this. (Not him too...) "Ay!" Iori yelled, diverting their attention from each other, slowly turning to him. Especially Benimaru, who already know who it was.
Iori studied his eyes like a hawk. They seemd to slowly rise to meeet his, as if gradually climbing a rope of guilt, a passageway leading to the source of their remorse. {Heyy that rhymes..i'm gonna write that down..wait..it's already been typed out...damnit!} "Y-Yagami!? What are you doing out so late?" Iori seemed to completely ignore Benimaru's question. "What are you doing out here period? What about Kyo? Benimaru's surprised {I think that's the first time I spelled surprise correctly..anyway..(swack) OW! Okay okay!} look metamorphed into a smirk. "Hmm..well it's simple. I just felt like a change of pace, that's all." Iori nearly throttled him, but subjugated his rage, keeping his hands at his side. "Why'd you have to lie to him?"
"I didn't want to terminate our relationship, I just didn't want to be confined to one guy at a time ya know?" An image of Leona danced mockingly across Iori's anger stricken eyes. "What do you care anyway Yagami? You despise the guy!" Iori narrowed his eyes. " I don't have to give you a reason, but I harrbor enough respect for him that I don't think he should be treated like a fucking moron!" Benimaru just yawned, not caring. "Yea, yea. Just don't tell Kyo, alright? I wanna keep him around if you know what I mean. (Rr...an object...just like I've been viewed as) That was it, Benimaru was going to get an ass kicking. Iori replied calmly. "Of course.." Benimaru smirked " I'm delighted that you see it my way. Have a nice night Iori.." (Hahahaha, he actually thinks he's getting away...cretin..) " One last thing Ben.." Benimaru wheeled back around, seeing Iori with an evil smirk. "Mm?" Iori's palm lit up with a purple flame. "Asobi wa orwai da.." (Trans: Playtime is over) Benimaru's eyes widened like dinner plates, he knew what was about to happen.
"Iori? Let's not do this alright!?!?" Iori sped at him and began his deadliest attack. "Nake! Sakebe!" He began pummeling him maliciously. He then grabbed onto his neck and strangled him as he pumped fire into the unfortunate Benimaru, creating small explosions. "Soshite...SHI-NE!!"
He ended it with one last explosion, sending Benimaru skidding across the ground and crashing into a tree. As he laughed he sidestepped, then stuck out his arm. He caught Ryo, then charged at the tree, shoving him through it face first. Iori laughed maniacally and mocked Benimaru. "Do you understand? Hmhmhmhmhm Hehhehhehhehheh HAH HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHA! My point has been well taken. The best cure for pain is the exertion of it on others. Heh heh." He grinned and walked away, leaving Benimaru and Ryo bleeding and unconscious.
He sighed as he reached his home. He climbed back up the side of the balcony, sliding the glass door open and yawning. When he slid into bed he expected to be asleep in a matter of minutes, but he hadn't forgot about the cloud that loomed over him. He'd have to tell Kyo in the morning. He could imagine it now. His words smashing through Kyo like a brick through glass. Kyo's eyes would shatter and slowly drop to the floor in small, liquid fragments, breaking again as they hit. ( I can't really say he deserves that kind of pain..yet again he has to know...)
He came to the conclusion that he would have to tell him. The dark cloud recessed into the depths of his mind, finally allowing him some sleep.