Disclaimer: Don't own Getbackers
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Juubei/Akabane
A/N: I know you Kazuki fans are mortified and I am glued to Juubei/Akabane but this will be the last one I write for at least a tiny while. Enjoy ^_^ AKABANES POV this time.
Eye For an Eye
Leaning against the wall allowed the blood to slide down instead of across. I lifted my head briefly to watch some of the virtual beings of Mugenjou scatter like cockroaches. Buying and selling things that were not real, yet it was profitable somehow. Did they not know their destruction? A simple power outage or change in the plan form Babylon City could erase everything. They were all mere dolls.
Insects not worth a second glance from me. I was soaked in my own blood, a sight Midou-kun would have paid more than his over flooding tab to see. The mighty Akabane Kuroudo reduced to such a weakened state; it was preposterous and downright humiliating. I was suppose to be above Kagami Kyouji-kun, but...
I had been distracted in the fight. A fatal error on my part as his mirror shards cut through my skin and flesh, tearing the jacket to pieces reforming them to mere rags. My hair was matted down with blood, an unusual exquisite feeling to me. Now I was defenseless, partly. I was exhausted but any moment....
I could protect myself; these bugs were not worth even the time that it took to carve a J in them. Their short pained cries would be held in, despite the pain that racked through their bodies. Much different then the people I come across on my jobs, where they would scream so loud it would excite me. Cause my lust for more blood to be spilled skyrocket above normal.
Fuel my desire for a challenge.
A challenge to best me in more ways than one.
Yet I could hardly move, my arm felt heavy. Much like stone, the slightest movements made it become sluggish. Unable to coordinate it. The gashes along my arms, sides, legs were all done in a pattern. I see Kagami-kun did not let up even in his fight. Making an artful attempt on me. Hmph should have known that he would. Shame he cannot cut in a straight line, perhaps next time he will be able to cut better.
Cringing I shifted my position, pleasurable pain exploding from all sides. A rare treat I had not felt since I gave Ginji-kun quite a fright, allowing my heart to stop, ceasing all functions. The slash had been deadly and unavoidable. It caught me off guard.
Much like Kagami-kun had.
Bowing my head my thoughts were halted. As much as I like pain, too much at one time was more of a nuisance than a blessing. Also quite dangerous should I bleed too much, and then lose consciousness. Gritting my teeth I let out a small hiss as the wind blew by, aggravating the already stinging wound. Why hadn't I moved yet? A mere stand to my feet, and several simple movements would all it would take to get to an apartment of some sort.
To rest my body.
I hear footsteps and turn my head, my smile lost from my face. A tight line had formed instead changing to match the cringe as I arch my form forward. It was a futile move, but nonetheless it soothed certain areas. I dimly make sense of who was coming closer, why I never would have imagined to see dear Juubei-kun here. Perhaps he seeks revenge for past confrontations? Revenge for his beloved Kazuki-kun.
"Akabane?" Gruff as always. Hinting a bit of concern. Hmm... how interesting, the man that wishes revenge against me is also concerned for my well-being. Wrinkling my nose I figured out how he found me before I questioned it. The blood was a powerful odor, and to the blind it was like a canines sense of smell. That was a sense of putting it, as people say the other senses are heightened when one is blind.
I guess it could be true with such a person like Juubei-kun, able to find things and fight as easily as ever. With some downsides...
"Juubei-kun, fancy meeting you here of all places" my tone suggests otherwise trying to deter Juubei from his curiosity of why the stench of blood fills the air. It does little to me; I have grown accustomed to it as another type of oxygen. With a hint of extra spice to it. Certainly an odd way to describe it, but I cannot say it smells like roses. Because it simply doesn't.
"Akabane..." Tilting my head to the side I watch the other come closer. Already I feel the scalpels react to defend me. Sometimes I think they are alive, reacting to everything around me. In this condition though, I doubt he would attack me should he turn hostile. He's too old fashioned for that, and the likely hood of him even scratching me is slim.
Yet I feel to light headed to worry about what Juubei-kun does. Don't get me wrong I care very much about my health but Juubei-kun is just...not a worrisome enough foe. The blind care too much, in a way like Ginji-kun. But when he becomes Raitei... words cannot describe the excitement, the tingling feeling that makes me feel alive. Sure that my existence plainly just exists. For the sake of battling and finding just how much my power can exceed.
My eyes snap back to focus as a cold hand touched a sensitive spot on my side, one of the worse places where Kagami-kun managed to slice me. It also seemed, just by the touch, one of the deepest gashes. It burned painfully more so than anything else I had experienced in fights. Yet I bit back the pain and held it behind a mere grunt escaping my lips.
To become a weakling at this time and admit such a mild wound phased me would disgrace myself.
"You're bleeding," he said slowly his finger trying to rub off the crimson fluid I enjoyed to spill. Blood was such a heavenly gift, shame that there was only a certain amount to spill before waiting for more to be rejuvenated by the body. "..." I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing.
In this condition he could do anything to me. It would only be a simple needle to pierce me. Yes, Juubei-kun had potential to be better than what he was. But that did not mean I was praising him by any means. It was just a well enough known fact, anyone could see it.
Still, he yet surprised further as he offered a hand to me. I didn't accept it. I am able to take care of myself I was sure of it and instead I moved the hand to the side. No use allowing him to get tainted my blood. To allow that to happen, would make me seem sloppy. Kagami-kun would surely notice in our future battles.
Letting my hand fall down to the ground, I felt the puddle of blood between my fingers. Oddly it felt nice. Refreshing even. Closing my eyes I listened intently. Hoping to hear the shoes that he wore to scrape against the ground to announce his leave. Why was I hoping for that? Hope is a futile word. It is what the weak cling to in desperation. A mindless word to escape the truth.
Miracles would be the same. A non-existent piece of human speech that is used to describe the impossible. Hah, these creatures amuse me day to day. I watch their movements and silently laugh at them. So naïve, like wild animals that roam the forests. Why, wild beasts were smarter then humans! Using only what they need to survive. Destroying what threatens them, or hunt what they need to eat.
A grin spread across my face, I had such odd thoughts sometimes that it made me smile. But to others it would be a riddle. A form of speech not believed in.
I was startled by the burning sensation as a piece of fabric brushed against a wound announcing that he hadn't left like I wished he did. Crouching down Juubei-kun's feet crunched against the leaves and gravel. Tiredly I opened my eyes as he supported me up to my feet.
Pain exploded from all sides, so bad that it was. I could not tell what had hurt more. My senses were bundled up, pain was deluding them. My sight was blurred, my vision hazy. Moving seemed painful enough as sitting against the wall.
Noticing my hesitation Juubei-kun stopped allowing me to get accustomed to standing upright. What is this feeling? I...feel sick to my stomach so to speak. I cannot remember the last time I was considered 'unhealthy' or otherwise. "Akabane-san?" my, my Juubei-kun was quite concerned. But why...
I wanted to know why, Why he bothered to waste his time on me. To help me bandage and aid me. To prevent further disasters.
However unlikely they may be. I am not one to be taken seriously.
"Hai?" My voice was unusually hoarse. What was wrong with me? These human sicknesses that spring forth and apply themselves in people were not acceptable! They were a hassle and a waste of time to get rid of. A mere chunk of time is wasted everyday, yet these people I walk among. Take it in as daily occurrences!
More better reasons to kill them off. Like cattle. An extermination of cockroaches. They're everywhere!
I coughed and sputtered, blood oozed form my mouth. Surprise, surprise. Had Kagami-kun internally damaged me as well? Oiya, oiya I must give credit to him. He has ways to put me on guard yet covers up half of his attacks.
The Tobari user turns his head to watch me. Although blind he can tell just by my actions that I am unwell. Yet he takes small steps at first. I grimace in dislike, I've heard of many diseases. Being a doctor myself. Seen people disabled with some sort of problem. Birth defect. Born with a disease such as cancer or being deaf.
How can they continue living in this world?
"Akabane-san were almost their, hang on" he tells me in that same monotone voice. I feel my feet feel lighter, my grip loosens considerably. For once I feel like *them*.
Weak. Useless. Pathetic.
It is a new feeling I know that for sure. One I don't feel at *all*.
I briefly wonder where I am been taken. Certainly Juubei-kun knows better than to go to Kazuki-kun or the others. Dimly I'm aware of the time passing by. The night had turned to a dark pitch-black color. Overshadowing part of the world in eternal blackness. It is the night I adore the most. I am able to pick out the strong, or lack of strong whichever. And decapitate them. Jobs at night brought entertainment to last days.
"Here we are" I never would have guessed that Juubei-kun was blind, the way he moved was so confident. Including to that he had not been clumsy, I never heard a single breath leave him. Which only meant he did not bump into anything. Perhaps he had made a route in his head already, and went by it.
Interesting really.
The door opened with little protest as the keys left the keyhole. My awareness was slowly slipping away from me; I hadn't noticed a simple action such as that. Disappointed in myself I shrugged Juubei-kun off. There was no need for him to lend me his strength I was perfectly fine in terms of balance.
Midou-kun has been a bad influence on me. I stumbled on my first step; my knees suddenly went faintly numb. Buckling from beneath me I was scooped up by two powerful arms. It might have shocked him at how light I really was (ignoring the metal) and with a few single strides I found myself gently I was placed upon a comfortable surface. My hands twitched, certainly a bed but...
"Juubei-kun...I couldn't...this is your bed" I never fail to make amends but this was rightfully his sleeping quarters. With an incredible amount of effort I lifted my upper body up, grimacing as I opened my eyes just a bit to gaze at the blood. How rude of me! My blood will not only taint his hands but also *everything* he owns. I was disgusted with myself. This was unacceptable.
I groaned as Juubei-kun placed his hands carefully against my shoulders, his touch was aimed at the parts that were unaffected and quite accurate I might add. He held me down to insure I was not going to be getting up anytime soon. My hat was slid off by Juubei-kun's expert hand, my tie was removed and soon the jacket as well. All I did was grimace and cringe as the jacket seemed to unglue itself form my skin, much like glue and paper. It was soaked in crusted and fresh blood.
He unbuttoned my shirt slowly; most of the wounds were around the chest area. I could see that he was taking extra per-caution in his moves. I gritted my teeth in a futile act to hide my pain filled call out. That would be worse then anything.
To admit to being in pain.
I grip his arm tightly in one swift motion, I felt like I was being stripped! "Don't," I warned, a scalpel already seeping through my skin. Yet he just shook his head. He wasn't smiling yet he continued on even when I applied pressure. I learned why sooner than I expected.
It was exhausting to do so. My energy was quickly leaving me. My anger was evident as I clenched a loose fist. What was the use? I realize now that I am just prolonging my stay here. I exhale sharply as the last bit of upper clothing is removed. Thankful that Juubei-kun is blind I do not have to worry about him seeing my scars. They are sentimental value to me. Won through wars, given from people I once knew. So long ago...
Ah, I'm thinking about the past again. Why do injuries so close to death relieve them?
His hands press down on my pale skin, running them across my abdomen and chest. It didn't seem fazed when he felt the blood; he probably knew that the injuries were going to bleed immensely. But to be un-protected. His touch though, it feels so relaxing. Even the wounds seem to bristle less, the stinging aches subside.
A touch from a god.
Funny. How the simplest things can have the most drastic effects.
With a gentle touch he lifts me up, just enough to allow the supposed bandages to cover around my form. It's not for a fleeting moment do I realize that he applies a chemical to the wounds. I bite my bottom lip, easily drawing blood. Human chemicals are vile with unknown substances thrown together. Putting it on the shelf before it is even tested thoroughly. But then again. It is a disinfectant.
My eyes are now always open; it is better to be aware even when in no condition or reason to not be. Simple mistakes in the past have led me to be cautious no matter what. A slip up or otherwise could be the end. In one swift moment.
A tear of bandages allows a smile to cross my features. Juubei-kun, thought he might not admit it. Seemed to be very aware of what he is putting himself in. Yet he also knows that he is safe from my wrath for now. The blind being motions for me to raise my arms and I do so. No use wasting time.
The first coat of bandages that wrap around my middle, press the remarkably cold cream further onto my wounds, almost soothes them with an icy touch. Secured and wrapped Juubei-kun seems to consider something. His body language portrays that of imminent thinking, also a small fear it seems if he had allowed any cut or such untreated.
It seems that he takes his medical treatments very seriously.
But I wouldn't expect any less from such a high ranked clan of doctors.
I turn my head as he speaks "lay down" I raise my eyebrow slightly. Was he telling me nicely or ordering? Either way I shrug it off like everything else and lay down on my back, before switching, cautiously over to my stomach.
Hmm....that cream. I must remember the name of it. It does wonders.
A mint-ish smell fills my senses and I relax completely. I feel like I was in some sort of alternative heaven. If there was such a thing. But I believe in neither hell nor heaven. They are simply things made up by the human mind to right and wrong mankind.
But what may I add *is* right or wrong? Do the laws make justice? Iie, they don't. They are just there to make sure that humans do not destroy themselves amidst their greed for everything.
What was so unique about Juubei-kun. Was the fact that he hardly speaks, his actions I suppose, spoke louder than words. The silence around was highly comforting, so unlike Ginji-kun's loud squabbling of my presence. Or Midou-kun's loud protests to me being *anywhere* near him or Ginji-kun. This was rejuvenating.
Releasing a batted down sigh I was disappointed to notice it had ended. So lost in thought I was I didn't even realize. "Then if that is all..." I muttered, quickly throwing my legs over to the side. And I was immediately pushed back down. What was Juubei-kun up to? He could not confine me to here. I had many things to do. Something in my unwilling actions may have told him my irritation.
Hmph.
"I cannot let you go out with these wounds. Wait until they heal"
Me? Wait? They will heal in a mere hour. Why should I wait?
"They will heal"
"I won't allow it. At least rest for tonight and I'll let you out tomorrow morning"
Let me out? My, my Juubei-kun had a such a high opinion with his words. Can he back them up? Ah, I am too tired to argue. Even now I tried to remember the last time I had a decent sleep, no date came to mind. Perhaps I have neglected more than one thing in the recent days.
Juubei-kun left the room, shutting off the lights giving me nothing more than a "sleep well" phrase. Before the room was blanketed by darkness, much like the night sky. Settling down I sat with an amused face. This would be the perfect time to take advantage of Juubei-kun demo...
An eye for an eye they say. One favor returns another.
I can feel my scalpels tingle with a desire to touch the skin of a new victim. Being so close to fresh blood, to bathe in it's pureness. The true essence of life and death. It tells me my desire, to make the other bleed. To see him in pain.
My thoughts were cut short an hour or so later as I stirred from my fantasy. I couldn't very well see that good but I could make out Juubei- kun, trying to be stealthily quiet. I wonder what for... Keeping quiet I hoisted myself up to a sitting position and watched him in amusement. Who says I couldn't have fun just observing? Though that seems more of Kagami- kun's job.
My hand felt the light fabric beneath the palms. My previous gloves were shredded beyond belief during the battle, I'm surprised my hands weren't cut off or severed. Kagami-kun always leaves a very nice dazzling impression on the people he finds interest in. I turned out to be one of them. Back to the fabric though...it was cushiony. His shirt possibly? Ah, I see now.
"Juubei-kun?" I spoke innocently enough. I had a wonderful idea...
"Are you looking for a blood soaked shirt?" it was now caked, but blood was blood in my eyes. There was no difference in what form or shape it took. I could see his hesitation to say 'yes' but I just waved it a bit. Irritating the other to finally take a step closer. I frowned slightly; I had to make this interesting. I wanted to leave with at least one spoil and amusement from this little...meeting.
"Yes that is mine. Give it here Akabane-san" I raise an eyebrow and hold it closer, there is no way he's getting it without a fight. Maybe if I provoke him enough...
"No"
"Akabane-san..." his anger must be from the lack of sleep. Looking to the clock I am surprised that it is after midnight. I never did pay attention to time. It is a meaningless thing to me; it applies only to jobs and meetings I have. He tensed as I smirked. Oiya, oiya so protective of his belongings.
"Come and get it..." This might have been a wrong thing to say. Especially to one who looked ready to tear someone's head off. Juubei-kun seemed to have completely lost his cool as the tensed muscles cracked as he sprang forward, like a wild untamed beast. This normally wouldn't be a problem, I had speed that was only matched with Kagami-kun and Midou-kun. But with injuries that I did not wish to make any worse...
It was a lost cause so to speak.
Like a demon he rammed into me sending us both crashing *over* the bedside and onto the floor. Instantly he had me pinned, a not so nice look crossing his features. His face was red with anger, he had my shoulders painfully pinned down, enough to dig into wood. Straddling my waist, he put immense pressure on wounds that I might have stabbed him for aggravating. Juubei- kun's hair was matted down, so much that it stuck to the side of his face. Teeth were clenched tightly emitting shuddering breaths.
Needless to say it was quite a rare shock and a treat to see Juubei-kun like this.
"What? I never knew you wanted me so much...it's only natural though" I responded to him suddenly, as sly as my voice would allow. I didn't dare risk provoking him more. And yet I failed to see the harsh slap that rammed into my face, hitting my side cheek, sending an incredible pain through my mouth. A copper taste soon filled, overriding the saliva that my mouth produced.
Such anger and hate...
"Shutup! Just Shutup Akabane!" he didn't exactly scream but merely raised his voice slightly higher. This was enough for me to detest the idea of being in the position I had put myself in. My breathing came out in gulps; his weight wasn't doing me any good. Until suddenly he grabbed my chin, a crazed look crossing his features. It was a look I've seen in the mirror sometimes.
A look of greed, Malice, Hate, Lust, And Power.
And it shocked me.
"I will give you a kiss then as you ask Akabane-san..." his lips descended upon mine, nipping the lower lip to make it bleed and instantly the kiss turned into a savage action. Was this a provoked demon form inside Juubei- kun? He relished the blood that was quickly leaving my mouth; my jaw ached from the slap earlier. My lips were slightly swollen. This kiss held no admiration, no life. It was just a kiss.
With no meaning.
His tongue entered mine and biting down he pulled back just as I turned my head to the side. How could I let someone do this to *me*? It was strange; I didn't enjoy this at all...
"Don't like it do you Akabane?" the blind man hissed to me "don't like how it feels?" I feel a chill run down my back as he speaks. This could surely not be...fear. Could it? No, it can't be...
"Get off" I speak deadly despite my hindrance of movement. And yet he completely seems to enjoy considering this threat. Even more so then me when I have someone pinned and ready to kill. He is toying with me! Anger welded up inside me, he will be so hurting after this. I'll make sure he goes into a coma!
"Maybe...I will, maybe I won't. But you are good looking Akabane-san I can't deny that" I shiver as his cold hand touches my neck, as he lets it trail down in a single long motion. "But Kazuki is better, you are however, what a man should be" puzzlement was misplacing my shocked look.
Now who used a hidden meaning?
He nipped at my ear, pressing down even harden sending a spark throughout my body. It wasn't a pleasant one either. "Do you not like the favor I'm doing for you? Hate being on the *other* end?" he stressed other, now I know what he means.
This is how everyone feels when I have them cornered... It's.... not gratifying.
My mouth parts to allow another stream of words to come out but to my sudden surprise he rolls off and holds his head. Instead of getting up immediately I lay there, in mild shock. Juubei-kun had just...
He dared too...
My mind was numb, my body ached, and the feeling of another touching me remained. I could hear him mumbling but I paid no heed as I returned to my feet retrieving my belongings, clutching them tightly.
"I've...become like you" he speaks slowly. Afraid that anything else would shatter what sanity he had left. And yet, I had nothing to say about that. Truly he had instantly destroyed his own self-esteem, defied all what he thought right. And in the process, he shattered a protective barrier I had around me.
"Maybe...you have" I muttered under my breath, too shocked to say anything else as I walked out the door feeling the cold air bring me back to my senses.
This will be something not easily forgotten.
Already it is implanted in my mind.
But I know...
It is worst for the innocent has raped the darkness.
And the light that was once innocent had now been tainted.
Forever.
~~~~~Owari~~~~~
A.N: GEEZ man I wanted to get to a Masaki/ Jouya sometime this week but it took me like three more days than my other one and @@ I hope this satisfied u all XD feel the Juubei love. Ah please don't flame me too hard. It's hard to keep Akabane in character and well... you'd be shocked if Juubei snapped and started kissing you if you're his *enemy* so hah XD thanks for reading!
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Juubei/Akabane
A/N: I know you Kazuki fans are mortified and I am glued to Juubei/Akabane but this will be the last one I write for at least a tiny while. Enjoy ^_^ AKABANES POV this time.
Eye For an Eye
Leaning against the wall allowed the blood to slide down instead of across. I lifted my head briefly to watch some of the virtual beings of Mugenjou scatter like cockroaches. Buying and selling things that were not real, yet it was profitable somehow. Did they not know their destruction? A simple power outage or change in the plan form Babylon City could erase everything. They were all mere dolls.
Insects not worth a second glance from me. I was soaked in my own blood, a sight Midou-kun would have paid more than his over flooding tab to see. The mighty Akabane Kuroudo reduced to such a weakened state; it was preposterous and downright humiliating. I was suppose to be above Kagami Kyouji-kun, but...
I had been distracted in the fight. A fatal error on my part as his mirror shards cut through my skin and flesh, tearing the jacket to pieces reforming them to mere rags. My hair was matted down with blood, an unusual exquisite feeling to me. Now I was defenseless, partly. I was exhausted but any moment....
I could protect myself; these bugs were not worth even the time that it took to carve a J in them. Their short pained cries would be held in, despite the pain that racked through their bodies. Much different then the people I come across on my jobs, where they would scream so loud it would excite me. Cause my lust for more blood to be spilled skyrocket above normal.
Fuel my desire for a challenge.
A challenge to best me in more ways than one.
Yet I could hardly move, my arm felt heavy. Much like stone, the slightest movements made it become sluggish. Unable to coordinate it. The gashes along my arms, sides, legs were all done in a pattern. I see Kagami-kun did not let up even in his fight. Making an artful attempt on me. Hmph should have known that he would. Shame he cannot cut in a straight line, perhaps next time he will be able to cut better.
Cringing I shifted my position, pleasurable pain exploding from all sides. A rare treat I had not felt since I gave Ginji-kun quite a fright, allowing my heart to stop, ceasing all functions. The slash had been deadly and unavoidable. It caught me off guard.
Much like Kagami-kun had.
Bowing my head my thoughts were halted. As much as I like pain, too much at one time was more of a nuisance than a blessing. Also quite dangerous should I bleed too much, and then lose consciousness. Gritting my teeth I let out a small hiss as the wind blew by, aggravating the already stinging wound. Why hadn't I moved yet? A mere stand to my feet, and several simple movements would all it would take to get to an apartment of some sort.
To rest my body.
I hear footsteps and turn my head, my smile lost from my face. A tight line had formed instead changing to match the cringe as I arch my form forward. It was a futile move, but nonetheless it soothed certain areas. I dimly make sense of who was coming closer, why I never would have imagined to see dear Juubei-kun here. Perhaps he seeks revenge for past confrontations? Revenge for his beloved Kazuki-kun.
"Akabane?" Gruff as always. Hinting a bit of concern. Hmm... how interesting, the man that wishes revenge against me is also concerned for my well-being. Wrinkling my nose I figured out how he found me before I questioned it. The blood was a powerful odor, and to the blind it was like a canines sense of smell. That was a sense of putting it, as people say the other senses are heightened when one is blind.
I guess it could be true with such a person like Juubei-kun, able to find things and fight as easily as ever. With some downsides...
"Juubei-kun, fancy meeting you here of all places" my tone suggests otherwise trying to deter Juubei from his curiosity of why the stench of blood fills the air. It does little to me; I have grown accustomed to it as another type of oxygen. With a hint of extra spice to it. Certainly an odd way to describe it, but I cannot say it smells like roses. Because it simply doesn't.
"Akabane..." Tilting my head to the side I watch the other come closer. Already I feel the scalpels react to defend me. Sometimes I think they are alive, reacting to everything around me. In this condition though, I doubt he would attack me should he turn hostile. He's too old fashioned for that, and the likely hood of him even scratching me is slim.
Yet I feel to light headed to worry about what Juubei-kun does. Don't get me wrong I care very much about my health but Juubei-kun is just...not a worrisome enough foe. The blind care too much, in a way like Ginji-kun. But when he becomes Raitei... words cannot describe the excitement, the tingling feeling that makes me feel alive. Sure that my existence plainly just exists. For the sake of battling and finding just how much my power can exceed.
My eyes snap back to focus as a cold hand touched a sensitive spot on my side, one of the worse places where Kagami-kun managed to slice me. It also seemed, just by the touch, one of the deepest gashes. It burned painfully more so than anything else I had experienced in fights. Yet I bit back the pain and held it behind a mere grunt escaping my lips.
To become a weakling at this time and admit such a mild wound phased me would disgrace myself.
"You're bleeding," he said slowly his finger trying to rub off the crimson fluid I enjoyed to spill. Blood was such a heavenly gift, shame that there was only a certain amount to spill before waiting for more to be rejuvenated by the body. "..." I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing.
In this condition he could do anything to me. It would only be a simple needle to pierce me. Yes, Juubei-kun had potential to be better than what he was. But that did not mean I was praising him by any means. It was just a well enough known fact, anyone could see it.
Still, he yet surprised further as he offered a hand to me. I didn't accept it. I am able to take care of myself I was sure of it and instead I moved the hand to the side. No use allowing him to get tainted my blood. To allow that to happen, would make me seem sloppy. Kagami-kun would surely notice in our future battles.
Letting my hand fall down to the ground, I felt the puddle of blood between my fingers. Oddly it felt nice. Refreshing even. Closing my eyes I listened intently. Hoping to hear the shoes that he wore to scrape against the ground to announce his leave. Why was I hoping for that? Hope is a futile word. It is what the weak cling to in desperation. A mindless word to escape the truth.
Miracles would be the same. A non-existent piece of human speech that is used to describe the impossible. Hah, these creatures amuse me day to day. I watch their movements and silently laugh at them. So naïve, like wild animals that roam the forests. Why, wild beasts were smarter then humans! Using only what they need to survive. Destroying what threatens them, or hunt what they need to eat.
A grin spread across my face, I had such odd thoughts sometimes that it made me smile. But to others it would be a riddle. A form of speech not believed in.
I was startled by the burning sensation as a piece of fabric brushed against a wound announcing that he hadn't left like I wished he did. Crouching down Juubei-kun's feet crunched against the leaves and gravel. Tiredly I opened my eyes as he supported me up to my feet.
Pain exploded from all sides, so bad that it was. I could not tell what had hurt more. My senses were bundled up, pain was deluding them. My sight was blurred, my vision hazy. Moving seemed painful enough as sitting against the wall.
Noticing my hesitation Juubei-kun stopped allowing me to get accustomed to standing upright. What is this feeling? I...feel sick to my stomach so to speak. I cannot remember the last time I was considered 'unhealthy' or otherwise. "Akabane-san?" my, my Juubei-kun was quite concerned. But why...
I wanted to know why, Why he bothered to waste his time on me. To help me bandage and aid me. To prevent further disasters.
However unlikely they may be. I am not one to be taken seriously.
"Hai?" My voice was unusually hoarse. What was wrong with me? These human sicknesses that spring forth and apply themselves in people were not acceptable! They were a hassle and a waste of time to get rid of. A mere chunk of time is wasted everyday, yet these people I walk among. Take it in as daily occurrences!
More better reasons to kill them off. Like cattle. An extermination of cockroaches. They're everywhere!
I coughed and sputtered, blood oozed form my mouth. Surprise, surprise. Had Kagami-kun internally damaged me as well? Oiya, oiya I must give credit to him. He has ways to put me on guard yet covers up half of his attacks.
The Tobari user turns his head to watch me. Although blind he can tell just by my actions that I am unwell. Yet he takes small steps at first. I grimace in dislike, I've heard of many diseases. Being a doctor myself. Seen people disabled with some sort of problem. Birth defect. Born with a disease such as cancer or being deaf.
How can they continue living in this world?
"Akabane-san were almost their, hang on" he tells me in that same monotone voice. I feel my feet feel lighter, my grip loosens considerably. For once I feel like *them*.
Weak. Useless. Pathetic.
It is a new feeling I know that for sure. One I don't feel at *all*.
I briefly wonder where I am been taken. Certainly Juubei-kun knows better than to go to Kazuki-kun or the others. Dimly I'm aware of the time passing by. The night had turned to a dark pitch-black color. Overshadowing part of the world in eternal blackness. It is the night I adore the most. I am able to pick out the strong, or lack of strong whichever. And decapitate them. Jobs at night brought entertainment to last days.
"Here we are" I never would have guessed that Juubei-kun was blind, the way he moved was so confident. Including to that he had not been clumsy, I never heard a single breath leave him. Which only meant he did not bump into anything. Perhaps he had made a route in his head already, and went by it.
Interesting really.
The door opened with little protest as the keys left the keyhole. My awareness was slowly slipping away from me; I hadn't noticed a simple action such as that. Disappointed in myself I shrugged Juubei-kun off. There was no need for him to lend me his strength I was perfectly fine in terms of balance.
Midou-kun has been a bad influence on me. I stumbled on my first step; my knees suddenly went faintly numb. Buckling from beneath me I was scooped up by two powerful arms. It might have shocked him at how light I really was (ignoring the metal) and with a few single strides I found myself gently I was placed upon a comfortable surface. My hands twitched, certainly a bed but...
"Juubei-kun...I couldn't...this is your bed" I never fail to make amends but this was rightfully his sleeping quarters. With an incredible amount of effort I lifted my upper body up, grimacing as I opened my eyes just a bit to gaze at the blood. How rude of me! My blood will not only taint his hands but also *everything* he owns. I was disgusted with myself. This was unacceptable.
I groaned as Juubei-kun placed his hands carefully against my shoulders, his touch was aimed at the parts that were unaffected and quite accurate I might add. He held me down to insure I was not going to be getting up anytime soon. My hat was slid off by Juubei-kun's expert hand, my tie was removed and soon the jacket as well. All I did was grimace and cringe as the jacket seemed to unglue itself form my skin, much like glue and paper. It was soaked in crusted and fresh blood.
He unbuttoned my shirt slowly; most of the wounds were around the chest area. I could see that he was taking extra per-caution in his moves. I gritted my teeth in a futile act to hide my pain filled call out. That would be worse then anything.
To admit to being in pain.
I grip his arm tightly in one swift motion, I felt like I was being stripped! "Don't," I warned, a scalpel already seeping through my skin. Yet he just shook his head. He wasn't smiling yet he continued on even when I applied pressure. I learned why sooner than I expected.
It was exhausting to do so. My energy was quickly leaving me. My anger was evident as I clenched a loose fist. What was the use? I realize now that I am just prolonging my stay here. I exhale sharply as the last bit of upper clothing is removed. Thankful that Juubei-kun is blind I do not have to worry about him seeing my scars. They are sentimental value to me. Won through wars, given from people I once knew. So long ago...
Ah, I'm thinking about the past again. Why do injuries so close to death relieve them?
His hands press down on my pale skin, running them across my abdomen and chest. It didn't seem fazed when he felt the blood; he probably knew that the injuries were going to bleed immensely. But to be un-protected. His touch though, it feels so relaxing. Even the wounds seem to bristle less, the stinging aches subside.
A touch from a god.
Funny. How the simplest things can have the most drastic effects.
With a gentle touch he lifts me up, just enough to allow the supposed bandages to cover around my form. It's not for a fleeting moment do I realize that he applies a chemical to the wounds. I bite my bottom lip, easily drawing blood. Human chemicals are vile with unknown substances thrown together. Putting it on the shelf before it is even tested thoroughly. But then again. It is a disinfectant.
My eyes are now always open; it is better to be aware even when in no condition or reason to not be. Simple mistakes in the past have led me to be cautious no matter what. A slip up or otherwise could be the end. In one swift moment.
A tear of bandages allows a smile to cross my features. Juubei-kun, thought he might not admit it. Seemed to be very aware of what he is putting himself in. Yet he also knows that he is safe from my wrath for now. The blind being motions for me to raise my arms and I do so. No use wasting time.
The first coat of bandages that wrap around my middle, press the remarkably cold cream further onto my wounds, almost soothes them with an icy touch. Secured and wrapped Juubei-kun seems to consider something. His body language portrays that of imminent thinking, also a small fear it seems if he had allowed any cut or such untreated.
It seems that he takes his medical treatments very seriously.
But I wouldn't expect any less from such a high ranked clan of doctors.
I turn my head as he speaks "lay down" I raise my eyebrow slightly. Was he telling me nicely or ordering? Either way I shrug it off like everything else and lay down on my back, before switching, cautiously over to my stomach.
Hmm....that cream. I must remember the name of it. It does wonders.
A mint-ish smell fills my senses and I relax completely. I feel like I was in some sort of alternative heaven. If there was such a thing. But I believe in neither hell nor heaven. They are simply things made up by the human mind to right and wrong mankind.
But what may I add *is* right or wrong? Do the laws make justice? Iie, they don't. They are just there to make sure that humans do not destroy themselves amidst their greed for everything.
What was so unique about Juubei-kun. Was the fact that he hardly speaks, his actions I suppose, spoke louder than words. The silence around was highly comforting, so unlike Ginji-kun's loud squabbling of my presence. Or Midou-kun's loud protests to me being *anywhere* near him or Ginji-kun. This was rejuvenating.
Releasing a batted down sigh I was disappointed to notice it had ended. So lost in thought I was I didn't even realize. "Then if that is all..." I muttered, quickly throwing my legs over to the side. And I was immediately pushed back down. What was Juubei-kun up to? He could not confine me to here. I had many things to do. Something in my unwilling actions may have told him my irritation.
Hmph.
"I cannot let you go out with these wounds. Wait until they heal"
Me? Wait? They will heal in a mere hour. Why should I wait?
"They will heal"
"I won't allow it. At least rest for tonight and I'll let you out tomorrow morning"
Let me out? My, my Juubei-kun had a such a high opinion with his words. Can he back them up? Ah, I am too tired to argue. Even now I tried to remember the last time I had a decent sleep, no date came to mind. Perhaps I have neglected more than one thing in the recent days.
Juubei-kun left the room, shutting off the lights giving me nothing more than a "sleep well" phrase. Before the room was blanketed by darkness, much like the night sky. Settling down I sat with an amused face. This would be the perfect time to take advantage of Juubei-kun demo...
An eye for an eye they say. One favor returns another.
I can feel my scalpels tingle with a desire to touch the skin of a new victim. Being so close to fresh blood, to bathe in it's pureness. The true essence of life and death. It tells me my desire, to make the other bleed. To see him in pain.
My thoughts were cut short an hour or so later as I stirred from my fantasy. I couldn't very well see that good but I could make out Juubei- kun, trying to be stealthily quiet. I wonder what for... Keeping quiet I hoisted myself up to a sitting position and watched him in amusement. Who says I couldn't have fun just observing? Though that seems more of Kagami- kun's job.
My hand felt the light fabric beneath the palms. My previous gloves were shredded beyond belief during the battle, I'm surprised my hands weren't cut off or severed. Kagami-kun always leaves a very nice dazzling impression on the people he finds interest in. I turned out to be one of them. Back to the fabric though...it was cushiony. His shirt possibly? Ah, I see now.
"Juubei-kun?" I spoke innocently enough. I had a wonderful idea...
"Are you looking for a blood soaked shirt?" it was now caked, but blood was blood in my eyes. There was no difference in what form or shape it took. I could see his hesitation to say 'yes' but I just waved it a bit. Irritating the other to finally take a step closer. I frowned slightly; I had to make this interesting. I wanted to leave with at least one spoil and amusement from this little...meeting.
"Yes that is mine. Give it here Akabane-san" I raise an eyebrow and hold it closer, there is no way he's getting it without a fight. Maybe if I provoke him enough...
"No"
"Akabane-san..." his anger must be from the lack of sleep. Looking to the clock I am surprised that it is after midnight. I never did pay attention to time. It is a meaningless thing to me; it applies only to jobs and meetings I have. He tensed as I smirked. Oiya, oiya so protective of his belongings.
"Come and get it..." This might have been a wrong thing to say. Especially to one who looked ready to tear someone's head off. Juubei-kun seemed to have completely lost his cool as the tensed muscles cracked as he sprang forward, like a wild untamed beast. This normally wouldn't be a problem, I had speed that was only matched with Kagami-kun and Midou-kun. But with injuries that I did not wish to make any worse...
It was a lost cause so to speak.
Like a demon he rammed into me sending us both crashing *over* the bedside and onto the floor. Instantly he had me pinned, a not so nice look crossing his features. His face was red with anger, he had my shoulders painfully pinned down, enough to dig into wood. Straddling my waist, he put immense pressure on wounds that I might have stabbed him for aggravating. Juubei- kun's hair was matted down, so much that it stuck to the side of his face. Teeth were clenched tightly emitting shuddering breaths.
Needless to say it was quite a rare shock and a treat to see Juubei-kun like this.
"What? I never knew you wanted me so much...it's only natural though" I responded to him suddenly, as sly as my voice would allow. I didn't dare risk provoking him more. And yet I failed to see the harsh slap that rammed into my face, hitting my side cheek, sending an incredible pain through my mouth. A copper taste soon filled, overriding the saliva that my mouth produced.
Such anger and hate...
"Shutup! Just Shutup Akabane!" he didn't exactly scream but merely raised his voice slightly higher. This was enough for me to detest the idea of being in the position I had put myself in. My breathing came out in gulps; his weight wasn't doing me any good. Until suddenly he grabbed my chin, a crazed look crossing his features. It was a look I've seen in the mirror sometimes.
A look of greed, Malice, Hate, Lust, And Power.
And it shocked me.
"I will give you a kiss then as you ask Akabane-san..." his lips descended upon mine, nipping the lower lip to make it bleed and instantly the kiss turned into a savage action. Was this a provoked demon form inside Juubei- kun? He relished the blood that was quickly leaving my mouth; my jaw ached from the slap earlier. My lips were slightly swollen. This kiss held no admiration, no life. It was just a kiss.
With no meaning.
His tongue entered mine and biting down he pulled back just as I turned my head to the side. How could I let someone do this to *me*? It was strange; I didn't enjoy this at all...
"Don't like it do you Akabane?" the blind man hissed to me "don't like how it feels?" I feel a chill run down my back as he speaks. This could surely not be...fear. Could it? No, it can't be...
"Get off" I speak deadly despite my hindrance of movement. And yet he completely seems to enjoy considering this threat. Even more so then me when I have someone pinned and ready to kill. He is toying with me! Anger welded up inside me, he will be so hurting after this. I'll make sure he goes into a coma!
"Maybe...I will, maybe I won't. But you are good looking Akabane-san I can't deny that" I shiver as his cold hand touches my neck, as he lets it trail down in a single long motion. "But Kazuki is better, you are however, what a man should be" puzzlement was misplacing my shocked look.
Now who used a hidden meaning?
He nipped at my ear, pressing down even harden sending a spark throughout my body. It wasn't a pleasant one either. "Do you not like the favor I'm doing for you? Hate being on the *other* end?" he stressed other, now I know what he means.
This is how everyone feels when I have them cornered... It's.... not gratifying.
My mouth parts to allow another stream of words to come out but to my sudden surprise he rolls off and holds his head. Instead of getting up immediately I lay there, in mild shock. Juubei-kun had just...
He dared too...
My mind was numb, my body ached, and the feeling of another touching me remained. I could hear him mumbling but I paid no heed as I returned to my feet retrieving my belongings, clutching them tightly.
"I've...become like you" he speaks slowly. Afraid that anything else would shatter what sanity he had left. And yet, I had nothing to say about that. Truly he had instantly destroyed his own self-esteem, defied all what he thought right. And in the process, he shattered a protective barrier I had around me.
"Maybe...you have" I muttered under my breath, too shocked to say anything else as I walked out the door feeling the cold air bring me back to my senses.
This will be something not easily forgotten.
Already it is implanted in my mind.
But I know...
It is worst for the innocent has raped the darkness.
And the light that was once innocent had now been tainted.
Forever.
~~~~~Owari~~~~~
A.N: GEEZ man I wanted to get to a Masaki/ Jouya sometime this week but it took me like three more days than my other one and @@ I hope this satisfied u all XD feel the Juubei love. Ah please don't flame me too hard. It's hard to keep Akabane in character and well... you'd be shocked if Juubei snapped and started kissing you if you're his *enemy* so hah XD thanks for reading!