Dax smiled softly and turned around, deciding he was going to take a walk around until he had to head for the interview. He arrived early for the meeting, but when the interview was over, Dax had made a great first impression that they decided to give him a start right away. He was to start the following week. He had a day to spare until he started, and until then, he had to go through their rules and regulations, especially more in depth considering it was a private school. As soon as he was out of the building, he pulled his phone out and dialed Blaine's number.
Blaine set down her bowl of chips and reached for the phone as she hung upside down on the couch, her eyes locked on the T.V screen. "Hello?" She asked casually.
"Blaine?" Dax said excitedly. "I got the job."
She smiled softly. "Told yah, you would." She smirked as she moved to sit up properly. "So, when do you start?"
"They wanted me right away. I start on monday." He laughed. "I'm surprised this is actually working out so far. I imagined that getting a job would take a lot longer."
Blaine shook her head. "You're too skilled to have had an issue."
Dax chuckled. "Thank you, I guess."
"So, what are your plans now then?" She asked, reaching for her bowl of chips and shoving one in her mouth.
Dax shrugged and looked around at the people around him. His gaze fell on Zane. He went to speak, but no words came out. "I-I think I might research into something. Would you like to celebrate with me later?" He asked, his voice suddenly feeling unconfident.
Blaine noticed his change in tone. "Y-Yeah sure, but when you talk like that you make me nervous... You okay, Dax?" She asked carefully.
He cleared his throat. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. I think I might be experiencing cultural shock that's dragging on too long." He laughed nervously. "Don't worry about me."
She shook her head. "Don't lie, Dax." She sighed. "Tell me... please?"
Dax sighed. "I think I might be running an illness of some sort." He said as he turned down a less crowded street. "I think I've been hallucinating. I don't know, I think I might have low blood pressure or something." He sighed. "It's nothing to worry about, though."
"Nothing to worry about? All of those things you should worry about. Maybe you should see a doctor, Dax..." She said nervously.
"I think I'm may wait a little longer to see if it goes away. I need to read a lot of things the school has given me, so I might just stay in the hotel and relax." He stated.
Blaine bit her lip and sighed deeply. "A-Alright... do whatever you think is best, I suppose..." She murmured.
Dax chuckled softly. "Seriously, Blaine. Don't worry about it. I'll be fine."
She sighed again and flopped back on the couch. "I-I just feel like you're keeping something from me..." She murmured.
"I'm just trying to readjust to the Japanese ways again." Dax chuckled. "It's very different from where I lived in Canada. Nothing to worry about...yet." He joked.
She sighed and nodded again. "Alright. I-I'll leave you be then."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later." He said gently before hanging up the phone. When he arrived back to his hotel room, he pulled the black notebook out of his backpack and sat dwn on the couch, tossing the book in the table in front of him.
"Alright, so you're not an hallucination?" Dax stated.
Zane shook his head. "Do I look like one to you?" Zane recieved a blank look, and he chuckled.
"So this notebook...I could kill anyone?" Dax clarified.
"If you have the persons full name and what they look in the current time. You write their name down on those lines and thirty seconds - BANG! They're dead. Unless the death is specified, they'll simply die of a heart attack." Zane explained.
Dax sighed. "It's so inhumane."
"What's inhumane about it? Everyday people walk about, slicing peoples throats and shooting one another in the head at gun point." Zane stated, tossing the pen he had picked up from the hotel desk and threw it out the window, watching as it flew through the air.
"You're influencing someones death before it's they're time." Dax stated.
Zane shrugged. "Us shinigami's do it all the time. That's what we do to continue living - despite the complete boredom in the shinigami realm."
"You kill humans from your world?"
Zane nodded. "Unless we want to die."
Dax continued to stare. "I must be hallucinating."
"If you think you are, why not try? It'd be harmless as a fly."
"A fly can have a devestating affect to a human." Dax stated, moving to the balcony.
"Unless the fly is imaginary."
Dax shook his head. "But what if the chances are, that you're real?"
"Well, that is the case, but if you want to know for yourself, you should try it out."
Dax thought for a moment and let out a groan. "Is this how Kira kills?"
"My only concern is my notebook, not what Ryuk has done with his." Zane stated.
There was a moment of silence between the two and finally Dax picked up his bag, stuffing the notebook into it and leaving the hotel. He arrived at Blaine's house a few minutes later and knocked on the door.
Blaine opened the door, wearing pajama pants and a tank top. She blinked in surprise at Dax."O-Over here so soon?"
Dax nodded. "What're you doing?"
Blaine scratched the back of her neck and laughed. "Watching movies while pigging out on chips..."
Dax laughed. "Can I join you?"
Blaine laughed. "I-If you want to."
Dax stepped in and took off his shoes, returning with Blaine to the couch where the movie was paused. They both made themselves comfortable and Blaine played the movie. It was made clear what she was watching instantly when a girl began to crawl creepy-like towards the other human, an eerie groan coming from her throat; The Grudge. "My friend made me watch all three in Canada." He chuckled, picking out a chip and shoving it into his mouth.
Blaine glanced at Dax before looking back at the T.V. "They're good movies.." She murmured, her eyes locked on the screen as she reached for a chip to push in her own mouth.
They finished watching the rest of the Grudge and moved on to watch the other ones as well. By the time the movies were finished, the clock read 4 p.m and Dax had invited her out to a celebration dinner at a nearby fancy restaurant down the street and around the corner. Blaine, yet again, felt odd and out of place in such a fancy place. She tried to shrug off the feeling it gave her as her and Dax found a table to sit at. After they ordered, Blaine tried to keep her eyes off Dax. She wasn't going to say it, but she honestly felt guilty with all the stuff he kept doing for her, and on top of that, she felt different around him now than what she had twelve years ago.
"Here you two go." The waiter said and placed the orders down in front of the correct person. He smiled, bowed slightly and was about to walk away when Dax called him back. "Could you please bring back a glass of sake for the both of us?" He asked.
The waiter nodded and walked back towards the kitchen. Dax smiled at Blaine's baffled expression and thanked the waiter when he returned with the drinks.
"Cheers?" Dax smiled, holding his glass out towards her.
Blaine laughed softly as she lifted her glass as well. "Congratulations to Dax." She smiled as she glanced into his eyes.
Dax smiled and tipped his glass to hers before bringing it to his lips. He took a drink and sighed. "Good traditional Japanese sake. This is my first time trying it." He laughed. "I think I prefer it to the alcohol from Canada."
Blaine almost choked on her drink as she set it back down on the table and laughed. "I don't see you as a drinker... even a little bit... ever." She smirked.
Dax laughed softly and shrugged. "I'm not a heavy drinker. I don't mind a drink here and there. I went to a few bars in Canada with some friends, but I usually was just the driver."
Blaine nodded. "That makes more sense to me. I'm clearly more of the ... rebel, between us." She smirked, leaning back in her seat.
Dax laughed. "Define rebel." He stated and leaned back as well, bringing the glass to his lips again.
Blaine shrugged and took a bite of sushi before swallowing it. "Let's see... I've lived on the streets basically all my life. Owned a pistol since I was fifteen, drink quite a bit, smoke, and have tattoo's and piercings... mind you... I can't afford smokes anymore." She laughed nervously before taking a sip of her drink. "I define rebel as someone who breaks rules and looks like they're weak and pathetic." She murmured, keeping her eyes off of Dax again.
"Weak and pathetic? And you want to be defined as such?" Dax sighed and leaned forwards, placing the glass on the table and taking a bite of sushi. There was a moment of silence and Dax closed his eyes, taking in a breath and reopening them. "I see a beautiful, intelligent woman who is just lost and can't find out who she really is. A small girl who has been burdened with a murdered mother and a prisoned father, which resulted in the pressures of simple survival. You're not weak or pathetic, Blaine. If you are, then we all are." Dax stated.
Blaine's eyes widened as she looked at Dax closely before shaking her head. "Wh-Why..." She sighed. "A-Alright... not pathetic or weak... but I've still messed up my life." She leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms over her chest. She let out a breath before meeting Dax's eyes again. "I know I could have prevented the life I've made myself, I just decided not to try. That's one of the reasons I do not want your help..." She looked down at the half eaten food. "It's also why all this makes me feel guilty..." She murmured, lowering her head slightly and closing her eyes.
Dax smiled softly while he looked across the table at Blaine. "There is always a choice, but I can understand your choice. You could have possibly chose to take a different path, but with your circumstances and the things you were going through, what was the point...am I correct? And I know you've been taking care of yourself all these years, and I don't want to take away your dependance, Blaine, but on all honesty, I miss you. I want to give you something to look forward to, something that you like but never got a chance at. Despite the guilty feelings, I just want you to be happy."
Blaine let out a shaky breath as she ran her hand through her hair and looked back up at Dax. "B-But... it's not your job, Dax. The only man that should ever feel that is like.. a husband... You're not a husband, nor a boyfriend, and even a boyfriend going that far is a stretch..." She shook her head. "There were three paths I chose from. What's the point, actually making something of myself, or death." She murmured. "Why do you think I got the gun at first?" She sighed, looking away from Dax again as she took a sip of her sake.
Dax shook his head and leaned closer. "I don't have to be your husband or boyfriend to care a lot about you, Blaine. You're my childhood friend, and you will always be my friend - my best friend."
Blaine sighed deeply and shook her head. "Alright, how about a what if question then, Dax." She glanced back up at him. "What if you live with me, help me keep the house. How'd you feel if I started dating and brought another guy around, hm?" She asked, slightly smirking. "Would that not make you... regret anything?"
Dax closed his eyes and sat back, picking up his glass and taking another sip. He opened his eyes to catch Blaine's gaze befre downing the rest of the sake and sitting forward again. "Alright, Blaine. You got me. What if I care about you that you bringing another guy back might strike a cord with me?"
Blaine smirked and nodded, moving back in her seat and downing the rest of her drink before using her hand to keep her head up as her elbow rested on the table. "I figured as such. Not much different than if you brought a girl home." She sighed and looked away again. "It just proves another problem sharing a home would bring." She shrugged.
Dax smirked and closed his eyes. "Is that how you feel, Blaine? You're afraid that I'll abandon you and kick you down in the dirt like so many others have?"
Blaine's eyes flickered with anger before she closed them. "So what if that is how I feel? It is the story of my life..." She growled, not meaning to say it so coldly.
"I've already said that I care about you greatly. I never abandoned you before - and my moving away was not abandonment. If it was my choice, I would have stayed or taken you with me. I hope you don't feel abandonment about that, if you do, I'm terribly sorry." He shook his head and crossed his arms over the table, his eyes looking back and forth between the two of hers. "I would never abandon you like all the others have; that would be my nightmare becoming reality... abandoning the one I care for most, that is."
Blaine ripped her eyes from his and shook her head. "F-Forget it... I hate sappy talking anyway.." She murmured, trying to hide the anger and frustation she was feeling. She shoved sushi in her mouth so she didn't have to speak. She quickly swallowed, keeping her eyes from Dax as she murmured. "Can you ask f-for more sake?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Dax called the waiter over and asked for another glass of sake for Blaine. A minute later the waiter returned with a second glass, leaving with the empty two of them continued on in silence for a while until Dax let out a quick breath of air. "Blaine, I don't want to hurt you again..." He murmured, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against the palm of his hand.
Blaine took a sip of her sake silently, her eyes still away from his. "But you will..." She murmured quietly.
"It's unavoidable; I'm human. I will hurt you," he said and looked up to meet her gaze. "That is innevitable in the human world. Especially when you're sensitive to certain things and certain ways." He took a moment and shook his head. "Out of everyone you know, who would you trust the most?"
Blaine scoffed. "Dumb question. Of course you. But since I believe - no, since I know you will hurt me, doesn't that prove that I don't have much trust in anyone, even you?" She frowned, sipping the drink again before lowering her head slightly and shutting her eyes.
"It's a chance that you have to be willing to take, and to forgive those who you trust. I may hurt you, Blaine, but it would be unintentional. I don't want to hurt you. If you trust me, you'd have to be willing to forgive me when I do hurt you."
Blaine shook her head. "There are certain things I could forgive... there are others that I will not." She murmured.
"Have I yet to commit any crimes that deserve no forgiveness?"
Blaine shook her head. "Not yet."
"Have I yet to come near such a line?"
She shook her head again. "No, you haven't." She sighed. "I was just saying it as a fact. There are some things I cannot forgive. Like how I will nevre forgive my father." She hissed, clenching her jaw.
Dax nodded. "We all have our line of forgiveness. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I made you cry."
Blaine lifted her head to look at Dax. "You mean ever again, right?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"If I made you cry." He stated. "If I personally hurt you."
She nodded. "Well let out a sigh of relief then, 'cause you never have." She murmured, taking another sip of her drink.
He let out a sigh of relief and swipped his sleeve over his forehead. He chuckled lightly and smiled at her. "That's why I wouldn't regret anything with owning a house with you, because I know you trust me the most." He smirked and leaned back, picking up another piece of sushi and stuffing it into his mouth.
Blaine smirked in return as she quickly ate a piece of sushi before swallowing and leaning closer across the table. "That still leaves one issue though, Dax." She chuckled. "The whole, what if either of us starts dating someone else?"
Dax shrugged. "What do you think about the matter?"
Blaine shrugged. "I already told you. I personally wouldn't like to see you with another female." She murmured.
"Is it the issue of the fact that in a technical sense, it's your house and another female will be dominating it, or the fact that I would have my mind set on another, and my attention wouldn't be set on you?"
Anger flashed through Blaine's eyes again as she moved back in her seat. Instead of answering his question, she gave him one of her own. "What about you? You said you'd... dislike seeing me with someone else in our shared home, correct? Would it be the whole, male dominating you, or the whole, my attention on another?" She asked coldly.
Dax laughed softly. "I'm a man, and another man taking over my space might be a little upsetting since it would be our house, not his. And also for the fact that I know that no one knows you as I know you. No one can treat you better than how I could treat you." He murmured and ran his hand through his hair as he watched a waiter nearby clean off a table.
She smirked slightly. "Last question... the way you feel about yourself towards me, how do you dub it? A love feeling, or just an... overprotective friend?"
Dax let out a quick laugh and turned back to Blaine. "You know I've always loved you."
Blaine narrowed her eyes. "We're adults, not little kids. You know I mean more than friendship, Dax."
"What do you think? I would think that you have developed a few feelings based on how you're acting." He smiled softly and took another bite of sushi.
Blaine diverted her eyes and forced a piece of sushi in her mouth to avoid having to answer. After he swallowed, he laughed. "Blaine, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
She nodded and shoved another piece in her mouth. He reached across the table and grabbed the plate of sushi, holding it away from her reach while he continued to look at her, waiting. She searched his eyes again before swallowing and sighing. "O-Okay, I have, so what?" She murmured, picking up her glass and downing the rest of her sake, a small blush on her cheeks as she avoided his gaze again.
He returned the plate in front of her and chuckled lightly. "Doesn't it feel nice to get it off your chest?"
She shook her head, her face heating up more as she lowered her head. He pushed her chin up and smiled. "And what if I feel both?"
Blaine shrugged and looked away. "I-I don't know..."
"I remember, sitting in that class room when I was 5 years old, petrified. I was a runt compared to the other children and therefore was an easy target for bigger children. Then there was this bold little girl, smaller than I, I might add, who just waltzed right up and declared that we were to be friends. At first, I was scared. I didn't know what to think about this little girl, but then I started to learn more about her. Before I even moved away, despite my age and being immature, I grew feelings for this girl. Thus the reason I still have her ring and I always had her on my mind with a promise I made her to come back for her."
Blaine searched his eyes as she listened closely. She bit her lip as she reached out her hand to grab his. "D-Did you also remember how much that girl started to depend on you?" She asked quietly, closing her eyes.
Dax sighed and held her hand gently in his. "That's why I want to do my best to never hurt you as long as I can help it, Blaine."
Blaine let out a shaky breath and nodded. "I-I'll still have a lot to get used to with you around.. b-but I will stop fighting you about it all." She whispered.
Dax laughed. "If a man is willing to spend money on a woman, it's his own free will. He's doing it intentionally...willingly. Just enjoy." He smiled gently.
Blaine gave Dax a weak smile as she used her other hand to shove her last piece of sushi into her mouth. She swallowed quickly before sighing. "I-I hope you know... Chris will bother you even more now." She smirked. "He was kidding about the whole house thing. He figured you'd never do it. He said that after you had left that day."
Dax shrugged. "I wasn't joking when I said I was looking for a place. I actually devised a plan while he was talking. If you were able to keep the house, was Chris just going to transfer it into your name?"
Blaine nodded. "But I was planning on not taking it 'cause I knew I wouldn't be able to afford it on my own."
Dax nodded. "Take the deal. If we do it this way, there will be no need for a down payment or paperwork; none of the annoying stuff that comes with buying or renting a house. I'll pay the bills, and it'll be much less of a hassle."
Blaine shrugged. "If that's what you'd prefer to do."
Dax nodded. "If you wouldn't mind."
She shook her head. "So long as you never actually expect me to pay it... if you ever looked at my monthy pay, you'd be shocked..." She laughed nervously.
He shook his head. "I wouldn't expect that. I mean, considering I'm taking you out to restaurants and you seem so very uncomfortable and out of place. So what if you can't pay? I'm telling you I will pay."
Blaine sighed before giving him a soft smile. "Then I guess I know what I'll have to talk to Chris about tonight."
Dax nodded and looked at the clock near the front door. An hour had gone by. "Are you finished? Are you wanting any desserts or anthing?"
Blaine's eyes widened as she shook her head and laughed nervously. "No, I'm good. Thank you."
"I don't mind, Blaine. But I'm not going to push you either."
She shook her head again. "Th-Thank you, really. But I'm good."
He nodded and they both made their way to the front desk. He paid and they both left.