Title: TriX
Chapter: 2/?
Author: kitty_pon
Pairings: AoixReita MiyavxKai
Rating: PG 13
Warnings: unbeta-ed
Synopsis: "Just chill and relax. Take things day by day. Whatever is wrong. Try attacking the problem slowly. Do not try attacking the problem with questions."
Summary: I think CRASH only with a twist. Instead of people lets have 'THIS'. What is 'normal' what is 'normal'? Is there really no answer? Finding things, only through a journey. Long hard goals can change? Every minute, every second. Question, question, always question. Where you go, who your with, who you trust... Who you love...
Comments: kk, so like, as u all should know. KP IS STILL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! and, he meant to put up this chapt... THREE WEEKS AGO!!!! or was it a month and a week? D: sowwy... INTYWAYZ! JEE! thanxs again, and... all of u deserve thanks as well. PERSONAL THANKS FROM KP!!!! PERSONALLY!!!! lol, but the ONLY WAY to get one is if u email meh... im pretty sure my email is posted up here... as well as my Livejournal... and if u have problems go on ahead and like... tell me in a reply. i wil me moar than happy to help u all! X3 well... ON WITH THE FIC PLEASE!
"You poor, poor child…"
He just continued to lay there, his breath coming out in quick breaths, unable to move from the cold hard floor. He listened carefully, his eyes shifting quickly from left to right, still laying there, his hand limply wrapped around his stomach.
"It's painful isn't it?"
He didn't move, just shut his eyes tightly and swallowed thickly, trying to get past the pounding in his head and the pain in his stomach. It was just too much, too much! He had told himself this before he started. He should of known better.
Light footsteps against the cold tile, a loud 'click' with each footfall as the person moved closer. "You should have been more careful, now you can barely move…"
He was then able to see a pair of black shinny dress shoes in his line of vision, forcing his eyes to strain upward and try to get a look at the person's face that was standing over him. He wasn't able to make out a face, just a dark shadow since a bright light was shining behind him, showing the outline of the stranger's body. One thing that he COULD see though, the sick smirk on the person's face as they slowly knelt down to gently grab his chin and force it up making him give a groan as his upper body moved.
The stranger's smirk just got bigger.
"Just like a little otter who eats past it's own body weight." The smirk soon turned into a sneer as the stranger's grip on his chin tightened. "But this, this is discusting…. This has nothing to do with keeping up body heat. This is just something sick and grotesque. Gorging ones self to the point they pass out, it makes me ill…" The stranger slowly moved his hand to cup around his throat and squeeze.
His eyes went wide as he felt the grip tighten, his breathing quickened and he froze. Who was this strange man anyways? Why was he here?
The stranger soon smiled once again, though his grip on his neck didn't loosen. "Tell me…. Were you able to solve your problem? Were you able to fix it? Did eating all this garbage really help you?" He looked up to the stranger for a long minute, remembering to breath once again and shook his head no before whimpering.
It hurt.
The stranger looked down to him for a minute, his smile was gone. He still couldn't see the stranger's face, just a dark shadow that loomed over him since the bright light was still behind him.
He didn't like this. He didn't know who this person was. He just wanted to sleep all this pain away. His breath started picking up once again before crying out softly when he felt the pain intensify for a quick second before slowly going down again.
Seeing him in distress seemed to make the stranger happy. His smirk back as he slowly leaned down to his face. "Tell me… do you think it's working?"
He shook his head no before squeezing his eyes shut.
"Listen to me…. You, are no longer sane. You, are no longer 'normal' you are a monster."
He snapped his eyes back open to look to the stranger as if he were crazy, about to open his mouth and protest, but a sudden angry gurgle made him keep his mouth tightly shut.
He swallowed back the suddenly hot saliva swarming into his mouth when he noticed the stranger's hand slowly creep from his neck and tightly clamp over his mouth. Now, he was starting to panic.
"You poor, poor pathetic sick monster… You don't know what to do with yourself. I, on the other hand, know exactly what you need."
A knife, coming from behind the stranger, the tip resting just below his eye made him squirm, despite the warnings his body gave him from moving so quickly.
He gagged.
"Now, now hold still. This wont hurt."
He didn't believe it. He didn't believe this stranger! He was scared! He watched with wide eyes as the knife was slowly pulled away before shutting his eyes tightly again as the knife was raised. Though, when nothing happened, he slowly opened his eyes and what he saw made him shiver.
Blood.
Blood on the stranger's nice expensive looking suite sleeve and white gloves. Blood under his chin. Blood dripping from the knife.
It looked.
Amazing to him…
"It's wonderful isn't it?"
A weak nod.
"…….. You want it?"
He blinked. Did he want it? Yes it looked magnificent to him. But did he really want it? The suddenly blast of butterflies through his stomach made him weakly nod his head. Despite already being full…
The stranger's smirk turned into a sadistic smile. Teeth and all. "Then, I'll give it to you. I'll give it all to you. And by repaying me. You will protect me."
He blinked up to him confused, but the stranger didn't look as if he was going to explain. Slowly letting go of his mouth, the stranger sat up straight, sitting on his knees as he held the knife up then over his head as if praying to the heavens.
"By giving you my body. You will protect my spirit… With your life….. But you must trust me."
He just slowly blinked up to the stranger.
Speechless.
He opened his mouth to say something but it was quickly forgotten when the knife was suddenly thrust into the stranger's chest.
A deadly crunch that sounded like music to his ears, though his vision soon turned blurry with tears as he watched the stranger seem to fold like a cheap suit, holding his chest where the knife was sticking out. A few ragged breaths before the stranger slowly lifted his head up to look up to him. Now, he could see his face. Blond straight hair that went to about his shoulders. A clean cut go-tee, clear blue eyes…. Blood dripping from the corners of his smirking face.
To him, it was all very beautiful.
"I…. Give my body…. To you."
A wince, quick contortion of the face before it slowly relaxed again, the smirk gone weak. "Don't, let any of me go to waist now. Bones, you must burry."
At first, he looked confused to the stranger laying infront of him. His brows furrowed and his eyes sharp as he listened. The stranger seemed to sense this and smiled, lifting his hand up once again to gently move afew of his bangs away. "You must hurry little monster. Hurry before… I completely pass away."
The hand softly stroking at his face made him relax.. Made his eyes slowly slip shut and his face lean into the hand.
"…. So, you fail me?"
His eyes open, looking to the stranger's face that was not smiling nor smirking any longer. Now it held a displeased and pained frown. "Either way… You will eat me!"
A flinch, then his mouth being forced open before—
Miyavi woke up with a jump and frantically grabbed at his suddenly very hot sweater. He laid there panting, his eyes shifting quickly left to right as he searched his surroundings. Where was he!? Non of this looked familiar too him! He started to panic… He wasn't in his usual bed at the hideout. He was, was…. Where? Miyavi was so caught in up and flustered that he almost didn't hear the soft voices going on throughout the room. He froze, trying to listen in on the whispers going back and forth. The buzz of electricity moving through wires caught his attention then as his mind slowly cleared.
"…………………. Well, I think he can be a slob really."
Bzzbbbbbbzzbzbzbzzzzzzbbb….
"Well………. And…. Very loud anyway. So who cares….."
"I care!"
//And so the tragic shooting killing 3 people, leaving one injured. Police are still trying to find th—And it works too! I lost over 40lbs in just two weeks! You heard her! TWO WEEKS!//
"Why did you change it? I was watching that…"
"That stuff is so depressing, you will get ill if you continue watching that."
Miyavi blinked repeatedly as his brain continued to wake up. The voices soon turned to muffled sounds as Miyavi looked around at where he was at. It looked to be some box…. He then remember last night and almost groaned loudly but stopped himself. Now that remembered where he was he quickly turned his head to look for Kai. Miyavi smiled when he spotted Kai, crammed into the corner of were the wall was, half buried under the blankets.
Sleeping…
Miyavi then noticed, he was sweating. His big sweater wasn't helping him either. It was very hot! Miyavi worked at unzipping the sweater as quietly as he could so not to wake Kai or disturb the others in the room. It must be Kai's room mates. They were trying to be as quiet as possible obviously so not to wake Kai and him. Once Miyavi was finally able to get out the sweater he let a small sigh past his lips and craning his head to try to see out from under the bunk bed. Since the blankets were in the way, all he could really see was the tv that was sitting up on a dresser, the door wide open showing the dark hallway… And, something falling from the top bunk..
"Ruki! Your spilling milk!" A sharp hiss over where Miyavi remember where the water bed was. There was silence before the quiet clank of a spoon hitting against glass then the munching of soggy cereal. Miyavi stayed still as he listened in on the sounds around him. More eating, and the clicking of the remote as the channels were turning, then the 'glump' as the waterbed moved…. Or was that his stomach. Miyavi couldn't tell. He was still in that morning 'high' mode.
He raised his arm and rubbed at his temples before looking back over to Kai, who still hadn't waken up yet. He looked so crammed up against the wall and buried by the big blankets, his head wasn't even on the pillow… Since Miyavi was on the outside of the bunk he could see the room better. It was bright. Probably around 9 or something. A soft growl from under the blankets told Miyavi it was time to go… Though he didn't want to leave Kai alone. Miyavi bit his lip before reaching over and lightly touching Kai's cheek.
Kai, being the light sleeper he was instantly jerked awake, pulling his head back from the soft touch and hitting his head against the wall. Miyavi grimaced as he looked to Kai's red eyes and bewildered look while he held his head. "….. Miyavi?" He smiled, reaching over and gently grabbing Kai's chin so he would only look to him. "Shhh, it's alright." Miyavi then moved his hand to gently touch the back of Kai's head. While it wasn't a hard hit, Miyavi still wanted to show that he was worried for the other. Though, with the way how Kai was acting he might not have even felt the soft blow.
Now Miyavi felt bad. It was late when he came over, Kai was still dressed so that meant he wasn't able to relax once he got home. Miyavi just kept Kai up longer with making out and cuddling. While Kai seemed to enjoy it at the time he was obviously suffering from it now. His eyes were a deep red, and he kept looking around confused and dazed. "I'm leaving now Kai…" Miyavi said softly, he wasn't exactly ready for the others in the room to know the two were now awake. Kai seemed to wake up at that, his eyes going straight onto Miyavi and sitting up slightly. "W, what?" Kai's eyes searched over Miyavi's head for something before looking down to his watch on his wrist. He sighed, running his hands down his face and blinking roughly. "……. Do you have to go?" He asked without looking over to Miyavi.
Miyavi frowned softly as he watched Kai's face. Of course he didn't want to go. But he HAD to go. That girl wasn't enough to hold him. Miyavi has noticed it's been taking more, and more to get him full. It was starting to scare him… He bit his lip once again as he moved his hand out to try and move afew of Kai's bangs from his eyes. Kai, pulled his head back before Miyavi could reach him, bumping his head into the wall once again. It then went uncomfortably silent as Miyavi looked to Kai worried and Kai just kept his gaze away. The only sound coming from the TV and Ruki's occasional comments.
"…. Kai—"
"I don't want you to go." Kai said quickly, cutting Miyavi off. There was the sound of some kind of alarm from the TV signaling a winner for some talk show.
Kai was now looking straight to Miyavi. "Please…. Don't go."
Miyavi looked away, not able to keep up the strong gaze that he felt burning into the side of his head. He looked pained for a second before looking back to Kai, a forced smile. "Kai, I got to go eat. I'm—"
"Theres food here. Please Miyavi." Kai then moved and closed the small space between them. Wrapping his arms around Miyaiy tightly and buried his head into Miyavi's chest. "Please…. I was…. So, angry at you for leaving me yesterday." Kai sniffed. Even though Miyavi was unable to see him, he could almost smell the pain coming from the other.
It broke his heart…
"Oh Kai, I'm so sorry…" He brought his hand up to gently run through Kai's hair as Kai moved to cuddle closer to Miyavi's chest. Miyavi craned his neck to gently kiss Kai's head, his stomach giving off another angry growl. Kai's arms just seemed to grip tighter onto his shirt at the sound. "….. Miyavi." Miyavi looked down to Kai's head to show he was listening, though the other wasn't looking at him. "…. Miyavi, I jut want you to hold me."
He looked down to Kai, his face empty of any emotion. Gun shots came through the TV speakers as some high action movie was turned to. "…… Alright." Miyavi moved his arms to wrap tightly around Kai's body, having to swallow down the uncomfortable lump as he moved them closer together.
This was dangerous.
Miyavi knew he was taking a big risk doing this. But he knew he was slowly loosing Kai as well. It was one or the other, either loose Kai, or try and ignore the pain. "… You know I love you right Kai?" Miyavi whispered down to Kai's ear. Kai, didn't move to show he heard Miyavi, he just hid his face deeper into the older male's chest as the TV was turned once again to some racing moving.
Another high action flick…
A nice, quiet, Sunday morning being spent cuddling and watching TV. It would perfect. Oh how Miyavi wished they could do things like this more, but it was extremely hard not to think about 'IT'. He swallowed again, moving his hands to gently rub up and down Kai's back. "…… Kai?" When Kai didn't respond to him once again Miyavi sighed and just continued rubbing and kissing Kai's head. Fine. If Kai wanted to play deaf then go on ahead…. Miyavi shifted slightly before closing his eyes. Maybe, if he fell asleep again he would forget about being hungry when he woke up…
It was worth a try…..
"Yes alright then…. In just a few hours….. Yes….. Oh really? He's still sleeping?"
Kai nodded his head though blinked and quickly replied since Aoi couldn't see him. "Y, yes. He fell asleep sometime ago and hasn't woken up. He must had been exaughsted."
Aoi smirked slightly as he leaned against his counter idly scratching at something on it's surface. "…. Well, he did come and visit you at 1 something in the morning right?" Aoi asked as he raised his eyebrows to Reita while he walked across the family room and sat down at a couch. Aoi watched him from behind the counter, his eyes focusing onto Reita while the other grabbed the remote to turn on the TV.
Kai blushed soflty, glancing over to Miyavi still asleep in his bed. "Y, yes… He did come over at 1 am…" Now, Kai felt bad. He had made the other come over at late times when he was up all day already. He seemed really sick at the restraunte. And then Kai forced him to stay with him in the morning… He even had the nerve to ignore Miyavi when he was trying to talk to him. "He, he must not be feeling too well." He stuttered and looked away from Miyavi asleep on his bed. "When I…. When we cuddled this morning… He was, really sweaty."
Aoi continued to stare at Reita as he listened to Kai on the phone, his brows twitching here and there, listening closely. Reita, unable to take the eyes burning into him turned to look to Aoi. Only to see him starring, just, with a far out look on his face. He was obviously, not thinking about him. Just using him as something to stare at… So Reita turned his attention back to the television. "Hmm…. Well. If you want, we can cancel your date for another evening." Aoi said trying to hide the slight dissapointment along with a small squeeze of frusteration from his voice.
Though, Kai didn't even need dissapointment or frusteration for him to quickly shake his head no. "N, no! It's alright, we can still do this." Kai, honestly didn't know the next time he would be able to do this. Since Miyavi had his classes in the morning, and Kai, in the evening. It didn't really work out to where they could be together at the same time. Only on Sundays, though on Sundays was when Kai would spend his time with Ruki and Uruha since, despite their class times, Kai spends all week with Miyavi…
Aoi gave off a small sigh, knowing Kai would continue to push on with the date. Trying to think of others before him. "It's fine Kai…. Really, if Miyavi isn't feeling well then we don't want to force him to do anything." Aoi was now rubbing his temples, lightly pacing the kitchen his mind praying that Kai, be his kind and loving self continue with his choice to go tonight. Honestly Aoi couldn't feel he could wait much longer to meet this Miyavi. He didn't have him in his class, Reita, on the other hand did. Though Aoi did feel he couldn't really trust the other with spying. Aoi was just being polite with Kai. He froze when there was a long silence on the other end of the line, quickly gripping the counter as he searched the floor and listened to the silence on the other end….. He hopped he wasn't too polite for Kai to actually change his mind.
"…………… We'll be there…"
Aoi smiled and gave a soft relieved sigh as he continued pacing once again. "So then, I will see you at ten then?" Aoi asked smiling down to his shoes.
Kai rubbed his temples as he nodded his head. "Yes…. Ten, we will be ready and knocking. Cya Aoi. I have to get ready."
Aoi smiled and nodded. "Chow." He hung up the phone, then started pulling afew pots and pans from under the cabinets, placing them onto the stove. Reita just went back to watching TV. "… I'm telling you Aoi. I think your doing alittle much…" The sudden slam of a pot on the stove and loud sigh from Aoi told Reita it was time to shut up and drop it…. Aoi obviously didn't want to go over this again with the other male…
"……………………….. He's one of my best friends Rei… I, I don't want him to get hurt." Aoi said softly as he leaned heavily onto the stove, just starring down at his reflection to the empty pot. Reita stared to Aoi's back in the kitchen before quickly hopping up from the couch, running around the bar and wrapping his arms securely around Aoi's waist and kissed his neck. "… It's alright. I understand. Your doing the right thing Aoi." Aoi just scoffed and leaned his head back into the crook of Reita's neck, looking to the lamp over the stove. "… Reita… Please tell me. What is it you feel when Miyavi is in your class… Is he a bad kid?" Aoi asked softly.
Reita blinked to the question before laying his head onto Aoi's shoulder as he crinkled his brow to think. "……. He's…. He's an alright kid. He sleeps through my class a lot though. Sometimes he fools around with the other kids… but he mostly stays with his 'group' or friends." Aoi shifted against Reita, but didn't say anything so Reita continued. "… He hangs out a lot with that TKYO guy… He's in my class as well. TKYO and Yorke… Out of all of them Yorke Is the trouble maker really…" Reita then frowned as he thought over some of the things that happen in class. "…. Really…. It's that Yorke guy that I'm worried about. I feel, something about him. That's somethings, really not rite with that guy…" Reita sighed and gently kissed Aoi on the neck..
"…. But what about Miyavi Reita, Miyavi…. He's the one going out with my best friend. Tell me what you sense when your around him." Reita could tell, Aoi was starting to loose his patients already and hurried to smother his neck with butterfly kisses before continuing. "…. I feel…. Something around him." Reita's face slowly contorted into a frown as he thought deeper into the feeling. "…. Something, deep… Like…. A black hole. Something dangerous, that's not really there. He is hiding something. When I try to connect into his feelings…" Reita held up his hand infront of both Aoi and himself before slowly placing it over Aoi's stomach. "…. I feel, a great pain here. It's sad, but angry at the same time. Angry… And hungry. I cant place my finger on it what he is exactly…. But I know he isn't one of my kind…"
By the time Reita was finished Aoi's own brow was crinkled in a frown. "…. A, a hunger?" Reita nodded, wrapping his arms around Aoi's thin body once again. "Almost like… A vampires hunger just…. Worse." Aoi was about to say something but Reita continued. "And, what worries me is that I feel…. Very little control… He has no control over that hunger, no control over himself. Like, a baby vampire. If this hunger got bad enough…. He wouldn't know what to do with himself. He would go crazy." Reita buried his nose into the crook of Aoi's neck, enjoying the other's scent and shampoo. "It worries me at times because. There are days when Miyavi just seems…. Hungry. I get worried that he might try and do something to the other students. Those are the days I really try pulling answers from questions from him, to try and keep his mind off the hunger."
Aoi sighed and nodded his head showing his appretiation for Reita telling him this. "… Yes, now the only thing we have to find out is WHAT he eats to fill his hunger." Reita laid his cheek onto Aoi's shoulder, gently rocking him from side to side. "… I would watch him at lunch… He rarely brings any lunch. Actually, he never does, on the rare days he eats at school, usually his friends would have come and handed it to him but…. When he eats." Reita shook his head. "When he eats… He doesn't stop." Aoi frowned and held his body stiff to keep Reita from rocking them any more so he could listen better. "He just gorges himself to the point he looks he will burst. He tries to hide it. I feel great unease and self consciousness when he eats. He is very uncomfertable. Though, it's as if it doesn't matter." Reita shook his head.
"… Kai, did tell me to make a lot of food tonight…" Aoi mumbled softly, gripping Reita's hands on his waist. Reita's frown turned sad. "… It's like… He cant stop Aoi… Like… He eats, and eats… Though it's not enough, even when he is way past his limit…. Like, it's just not hitting the spot. A scratch you cant reach… And it annoys him Aoi." Reita said softly, gently making Aoi look to his face, since he was getting in depth about this… "It's not enough and it gets him frusterated…." Aoi looked up into Reita's eyes seeing the sadness behind them… Of course Reita would know what Miyavi was going through… "… Oh Reita. Thank you for telling me this." Aoi whispered softly as be brought Reita's head down onto his shoulder and started the soft rocking motions again.
Reita was not only explaining what he had felt from Miyavi… He was also explaining his own feelings.
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Kai hung up the phone walking out to the kitchen to put it onto it's receiver before giving a soft sigh and rubbing his temples. "….. You act like you have a child and is under stress about it." Ruki spoke up after watching Kai sit down across from him at the kitchen table. Ruki gave a small smile before leaning over the table slightly. "Tell me about it…" Kai, just peeked from behind his arm over to Ruki before sighing once again and slouching back in his chair. "… I guess…. It's about Miyavi…" Ruki smiled and leaned back in his chair as well. "…… I see……. He's cute, you really hit it good this time Kai." Kai just blushed. He was actually hoping Ruki would want to talk about his problem. That's probably all what Kai really wanted at the moment. Was to talk to someone. He would talk to Aoi, but he was busy getting dinner ready for them. He couldn't talk to Miyavi, cause, well… The problem was about him. He would talk to Uruha, but he was taking a shower right now. So only Ruki was left but….. "This isn't working." Kai sighed moving to stand up.
Ruki blinked and quickly lifted his head up from his chin. "W, what?" Kai just grimaced and looked down to Ruki, eyeing to see if the other was really going to listen. "THIS, isn't working. Ruki, I'm worried about him! But, he just…. Wont talk to me." Ruki looked to Kai confused and cocked his head to the side. "…. We, are talking about…. Miyavi right?" Kai gripped his hair, looking as if he were about to blow. "YES! MIYAVI! OF COURSE I'M TALKING ABOUT MIYAVI! BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO WANT TO LISTEN! NO ONE WANTS TO HELP ME!" Kai stopped suddenly and looked down to the shocked Ruki. "…. I, I mean… I'm sorry Ruki." Kai mumbled, Ruki, still looking shocked. "I didn't mean to yell… Everythings fine, I guess I'm just excited about the dinner tonight. Sorry."
Ruki just slowly shut his mouth that was hanging open before shakily bringing his coffee up to his lips and taking a long sip, showing he wasn't going to speak. Kai, bit his lip as he watched Ruki try to avoid his gaze before turning towards the hall. "… Sounds like… Uruha is out the shower now." Kai mumbled to…. No one. Since Ruki didn't seem to be listening. Kai watched Ruki a minute longer before walking towards the hall, passing Uruha who walked out the shower. "Whoa, hey there Kai…. Oh, hey…. Whats wrong?" Kai just continued walking over to their room and going in. Uruha quickly followed after him, struggling to keep the towel up around his waist. "Kai, Kai! Kai, whats wrong?" Uruha stopped at the door way, watching Kai dig through wardrobes for some clothes, slamming them shut and setting the clothes onto the bed before shaking Miyvai. "Wake up…"
Miyavi didn't move at first, but after a rough shake he sluggishly opened his eyes. "…….. Wha?" Kai pulled away and grabbed his clothes. "Wake up Miyavi, we have some place to go to soon… You need to get yourself ready." Miyavi slowly rolled over, looking blearily up at Kai before stretching . "…. Oh, that's tonight?" He asked with a yawn. Kai nodded. "Yes, you will have to take a shower here since you wont be able to make it home and back intime. I'm sure you can borrow some clothes." Kai said the last part while looking hopefully up to Uruha still standing in the door way. Uruha just sighed and nodded his head before walking in. Kai smiled weakly over to him before turning back to Miyavi. "When I get out, you can go in."
Miyavi just nodded while scratching his head sleepily. Kai watched him a minute before leaving out the room. Uruha was soon left alone with Miyavi and moved to undress himself, soon forgetting Miyavi was in the room with him. "…. Oh! I'm sorry, I'm about to change into my PJs, hope you don't—" Uruha stopped when he turned around and saw Miyavi wasn't there on the bottom bunk anymore. He blinked then shrugged, moving back to untying the towel from around his waist. Just as Uruha started pulling up his boxers, he jumped when there was a soft 'click' snapping around to see the bedroom door closed. He stood there frozen for a second before quickly hopping over to grab the door handle. "… Stupid wind. Scared the shit out of me." He mumbled reaching out to grab the handle.
He stopped though when he noticed a shadow showing on the door and watched with wide eyes as it seemed to grow bigger. "…. K, Kai?" Uruha asked softly as he started turning around. "…. M, Miyavi?"
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Kai roughly squeezed the shampoo into his hand and brought them up to scrub his scalp. "… Why am I so angry? I shouldn't be this angry. There is nothing to be angry about. Nothing at all… I should have apologized better to Ruki for snapping like that. It's just….. Just….. I don't know what to do with Miyavi. I'm worried for him…." He sniffed, his fingers having stopped with the scrubbing motion to stare down to the wet tiles. He stood there for a long minute, just letting the water run over his head, it wasn't until a big foam glob of shampoo fell from his head did he start scrubbing again. "I need to stop. This is ridiculous. I'm doing way too much now. C'mon Kai. This isn't TV. Deal with it…."
He nodded to himself, grabbing his bottle of body wash and his rag, foaming them up. "This will be a nice date. Aoi was kind enough to do this for us…. I should be thankful." He forced a smile as he scrubbed his arms and neck. "Most friends wouldn't offer such a thing, and Aoi has his own boyfriend to worry about now." He let out a small sniff. "There so happy together. I can tell, Aoi has changed so much since him and Akira-sensei became a couple…. I wonder how things are with them?"
Once his shower was done he stood at the mirror, looking at his face. At the moment it was grim, and slightly pale. Kai pursed his lips before stretching his lips apart and smiling. "There, so much better. C'mon, pull yourself together…. Smile, smile…" He eventually gave up and started getting dressed. Unlike Uruha, Kai liked getting dressed right out the shower…. He walked out about 15 minutes later, first going over to the room and knocking on the closed door. "Ok Miyavi, you can go take your shower now…" When he got no answer he walked down the hall to get the rest of his clothes out the bathroom and went into the kitchen to find Ruki sitting infront of the TV
Kai bit his lip as he watched him. "…. Ruki."
No answer…
"… Ruki.
Silence…
"…. Ruki please."
Some shifting but nothing.
Kai sighed and walked over to lean on the back of the couch, just behind Ruki's head. "…. Ruki…. I'm sorry, alright? I didn't mean to yell at you like that. Ok? I just…. I just, needed to talk to someone, and, it didn't feel as if anyone was listening."
"…………………………… I was listening Kai…."
Kai bit his lip before leaning down and wrapping Ruki in a hug. "I know." He whispered against Ruki's ear. "And, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. Just… Miyavi, he has been acting so strange. It's getting me worried."
Ruki was silent for a long minute before pulling away from Kai's hug to turn and look to him. "….. You wanna know what I think?" Kai stood there, looking confused for a minute before slowly nodding his head. Ruki shifted to look to Kai better, soon sitting backward on the couch, a deep frown on his face. "I think…. Your over thinking this."
Kai just blinked….
Ruki sighed when he saw the other didn't know what he was talking about…. Or, he just didn't WANT to know. Either way, Ruki knew that Kai already knew what he was talking about. "Don't make that face, you know exactly what I mean. You, are, over, thinking, things…. This, you, Miyavi. Together, his issues. Your just over thinking it. You need to relax and get back down to earth so you can enjoy both eachother's time. Cause right now, what I see, is you trying to keep nothing but an imaginary boogy man locked up. It's not real Kai. It's just all in your mind. And your tying to keep it locked away so that no one can see whats not really there."
Kai blinked before holding his chest. Was he really trying to lock something? Block something off that isn't really there? Waisting his time? Ruki shifted to turn around on the couch and flip through some channels. "And, since your blocking something off that isn't there, your substituting something els. Something that IS real, your blocking something off and it's driving you crazy Kai. Your blocking nothing off, so inorder for you to feel that you are really blocking whatever not there problem, you block off something that IS real. Something that you need. Something important so you can get an reaction. A reaction that YOU want."
Kai slowly dropped his hand from his chest to look to the back of Ruki's head.
"It's, almost like a kid begging for attention. Now. I wont say that your doing this for attention. Or your trying to be mean, I'm just saying, that, whatever your trying to do. Isn't working… It's not helping you or Miyavi. Kai, in other words…. You just need to chill." Ruki was now looking back to Kai, a light smile on his face. "Just chill and relax. Take things day by day. Whatever is wrong. Try attacking the problem slowly. Do not try attacking the problem with questions." Kai, had been silent but now opened his mouth to protest though Ruki stopped him.
"Questions Kai. You are attacking the problem with questions…" When Kai just looked confused Ruki sighed, turning the volume on mute and setting the remote down. "Questions like…. 'whats wrong with you?' or 'why don't you tell me whats wrong?' or 'What should I do?' Those type of questions…" Kai just swallowed before moving to walk away. "Kai……. It's going to be alright."
Kai, ignored Ruki. He didn't want to hear this. This wasn't helping him. All what it was doing was making the hard lump in his throat get larger. Ruki didn't know the story, he didn't know what was going on…. Though, he didn't know because Kai hasn't told him. And by the looks of it, he wont tell…
He sighed, running his hands through his hair as he walked past the kitchen and into the dark hall….. Dark? Kai looked over to the bathroom seeing the light was still off and no one was inside. "… Miyavi? We have no time for this. We have to go to Aoi's in 40 minutes." Kai called as he walked over to the closed door. When no answer came Kai frowned, grabbing the knob and yanking the door open. "MIYAVI! WE—"
Whats this?
It's, so beautiful.
I love it. It's so good.
This is what I have needed all along.
This is what I want.
This, will finally make my hunger go away….
Thank you.
"… M, Miya…. Ah, a, ah, AH, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Ruki bolted up from the couch hearing Kai's scream and ran through the hall to the room. "KAI! Whats… OH FUCK!"
Blood.
Blood.
It was everywhere. All over the bed, all over the floor, on the walls!
RED!
IT'S ALL RED!
"MIYAVI! URUHA!!!" Kai screamed as he fell down to his knees and held his head. Ruki just stood there, his mouth hanging open as he looked at the mess throught the room. "W, where, where are they? Ruki, where are Miyavi and Uruha?" Ruki just bit his lip before spotting the window over the bunk bed, seeing it was open and the screen was ripped. Ruki ran into the room, ignoring the blood. "Theres no way…. Theres no way they could have gotten out." He mumbled as Kai started sobbing at the doorway.
Ruki made it to the window, feeling the breeze of the warm evening come in, washing the strong scent of blood away. He pulled some of the screen to the side and looked down…. Down the 6 stories to the ground only to see the dark concrete and what looked like more blood at the bottom. Ruki quickly pulled away from the window and rushed out the room, past Kai and into the kitchen where he grabbed the phone and started to dial 911.
Kai, just continued to lay there on his knees, his arms wrapped tightly around himself. What had happened? Where was Miyavi and Uruha? He wasn't gone that long…. What could be wrong? He slowly looked back up into the bloody room, seeing the bed covers were thrown to the floor, Uruha's water bed was 3 times smaller… Kai then noticed the huge puddle soaking the carpet coming from below the bed…. Then, something els. How Kai had missed it before was beyond him. He slowly pushed himself to his feet, slowly walking over to Uruha's bed. Kai swallowed, looking down to the lard puddle, just watching. It didn't take him long to soon see red start mixing in with the puddle, turning the carpets into a nice pink.
"…. Ruki….. Ruki…. Ruki! RUKI! RUKI! RUKI!!!!"
Ruki quickly set the phone down, careful not to hang it up as he ran back towards the room. "Kai! The police are on their way! Whats wrong!?" He watched Kai stand there, his face void of color and his eyes wide and panicky as if he had just seen a ghost. Ruki followed his line of vision under the bed… Then, what was under the bed. "… Oh my gods… Uruha…"