This is actually a very hard style to write in...I've decided it would be a lot easier with a dictionary and thesaurus, rather than the random extravagent words my mind started to remember.... This one has more dialogue and less over the top-ness in it. I hope it didn't change the style too much, but it was neccessary.
Please R&R and Enjoy ^^ The epilogue is the only thing left ^^
Dedicated to the ZukaFuji Collab writers and there mission ^_^ as well as Mirror for her randomnesss and insistense that she is the older sister XD
His eyes widened marginally at the person sat across from him, looking distastefully at what little of his body could be seen through the light coloured clothes, causing the tensai to fault, looking away shamefully and unknowingly showing more if his damaged skin.
The other shook his head lightly, leaning back and beckoning him closer, which the cerulean eyed boy only blinked at, startled and confused, cautious of his loves motive, shameful of his body, and scared of his voice.
He didn't know what to say as the man before him spoke, hazel eyes watching him closely, eyes narrowing at the state of the others body, bruised and red raw. He smiled warily; unsure of how the older male would react, of what he would say, still staying, unmoving from his place across from him. He flinched as a deep, smooth voice asked him a question, asking him if he had fun. Asking him, what did he want to do now?
To be honest, he didn't have an answer. Fidgeting with his hands on his lap, avoiding eye contact again, he thought about the question, wondering just what did he want?
He could barely fight the urge, eyes moving of their own will to stare at his chest and shoulders, the memory of those strong arms once supporting him, now hanging still by their sides, unmoving for him. He kept wanting to come closer, just a step, too afraid to get any closer than was respectable, not wanting to be rude or naive.
He wanted those arms around him, he wanted those eyes to stop looking at him with such shame, and he wanted to know what had happened to the diva canceling that earlier phone call, and just why the brunette was here, sitting in front of him waiting patiently for him to explain himself.
He looked down, eyes shifting from side to side as his gaze swept along the floor, thinking of what to say, the honesty he needed to give the other and get off his chest. Making up his mind he brought his eyes up, readying himself to talk again, to answer those questions seeing as the older boy made no move to speak again, taking a breath even as his body shook seeing the others emotionless expression directed at him.
Yes he had made the biggest mistake of his life, hours and moments he could never get back, but he had learned and planned never to make such foolish decisions again. He didn't want to ever repeat this, to hurt people who had done nothing wrong, to just throw it all away. He still felt sick, earlier memories and actions making him shudder; the biggest mistake he had made this entire month. The throbbing in his head, dizzy from heat and the hangover he deserved.
He breathed out and, ignoring the pain, opened his mouth to speak more than his earlier greeting, his voice hardly confident, approaching the other cautiously in case he made a wrong move. He was determined to stop this, right now, he would not allow it to go any further, his want and need to carry on with life and move on from this pathetic excuse for a week giving some depth to his voice, and certainty.
"I wouldn't call it fun Tezuka," he smiled weakly. "Perhaps an experience I'd rather never have again."
A silent acknowledgment passed through the pause, hazel eyes waiting patiently; frowning in concern every time he caught sight of the red raw skin.
"I- I have been very foolish," the tensai continued, a more confident smile on his face even as he mentally berated himself. "And Tezuka? I just want to go home. No more of this, no more."
The brunette stood up slowly, sighing softly and looking down at the younger boy disappointedly, the way a parent would when their child had done something insatiably stupid and stepped forward to him around the small coffee table, placing a hand carefully on the others arm.
He gasped; he didn't think it would hurt that much his scalded skin making him sharply recoil in white pain, eyes watering. The stoic boy, expressionless as always, hoisting him up from the seat, letting go just as quickly to prevent further pain he hoped, rather than not wanting to touch him.
He complied quickly, not wanting to cause any more problems, wondering nervously how much the silver haired boy, where ever he was, had told the other about that morning. He ventured that he most likely had told all, seeing the redness on the Seigaku's captain's knuckles and the Hyoutei captains earlier red cheek, seeing those eyes slide across the marks around his neck. He gulped, feeling more naked than ever, hissing as his clothes scraped along his body, chaffing, scratching, and making him whimper not that his body was becoming more receptive to his injuries.
As soon as he was ready the older boy walked him out of the room, nodding to the side where he saw said diva waiting, looking un-amused and sporting a now swollen purple cheek, raising his eyes again at the shorter boys own red skin.
Straight away he nodded, flipping out his mobile and dialing a number. Listening curiously as the navy eyed boy spoke, apparently telling a doctor to expect him at some hospital, and suddenly he was being marched back down the hallway outside to a waiting car, shielding his sensitive eyes from the glare of the, as he now noticed, afternoon sun and being guided inside.
This had certainly been an eventful morning, disastrous, heartbreaking, reality checking and now health damaging and he wondered how else things would change through out the course of the day. But at that moment he was more than content to sit, albeit awkwardly and nervously silent, next to the one person he needed and that perhaps tomorrow would be a whole new day, a whole new start, regardless of the explaining he would have to do.