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| Namida | Feb 18 2009, 12:20 PM Post #31 |
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After they left the cheap motel nami drove them west straight through that day stopping only to get some food every so often. By the time it was dark she could feel she was at her end and needed sleep soon, after all it had been about 30-something hours since she woke up the previous morning. She found a decent hotel and pulled into the parking lot. After obtaining two room keys she went back to the car with a wheel chair provided by the hotel. With the help of a staff member she dragged Kuro out of the back seat and seated him into the wheel chair. About 20 minutes later Nami finally got all their bags in the room and Kuro on the bed. “arigotou” she sad to the bell boy who seemed confused but didn’t say anything as he had realized 18 minutes ago that the girl couldn’t speak English very well. Nami unsurely handed him a paper bill and waited to see his expression, she judged by the surprise ad then happy look on his face hat she had probably over tipped him but it didn’t matter, Kuro was sleeping anyways. She walked over to the bed and stared down at him sleeping peacefully. She figured they’d have some time to rest here then they could take a flight to this city Kuro kept mentioning, she had already forgotten the name. “gomen Kuro-san…” she said sitting beside him, she ran the back of her fingers against his cheek. “I really am useless sometimes.” She said moving her fingers through his hair. Suddenly the words spoken by whatever was inside Kuro ran though her mind.
She chuckled and laid down beside Kuro placing a hand on his shoulder. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Whoever…whatever you are inside Kuro, while it’s true I’ve come to depend on Kuro a lot I have lived on my own before, I have used my own strength. I choose to stay here by his side not simply out of fear and necessity, but because he’s all I have now, he’s my family.” She chuckled again. “Which is much more than I can say for you, a parasite who has no body of their own. You depend on Kuro far more than I do, though you seem to think yourself so high and mighty don’t forget it is you who needs Kuro to survive, not the other way around. Looking at it this way, you are far weaker, far more pitiful than I am.” Edited by Namida, Feb 18 2009, 12:29 PM.
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| Kuro-san | Feb 18 2009, 01:27 PM Post #32 |
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Kuro sat calmly at a tiny table, a cup of something steamy in front of him. He didn't bother drinking it, merely staring straight off into the distance, his eyes vacant. A large panther-like creature sat at his side, calmly flipping through some sort of book with its paws, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. A calm breeze blew across the field, stirring up dandelions and launching them around. The panther snorted irritabley as one landed on his nose, and swiped at it, knocking the book to the side. The field shimmered, growing hazy, and snapped back after a second. Kuro stared down at the beast in frustration. "I don't mind you picking my brain, but please don't destroy my memories in the process," he said blandly. The beast cocked his head up at him, and swiped the book once more, the field shimmering violently once more. "Don't tell me what to do, boy. It's not my fault you picked such a pansy place to relax. These plants are annoying," it grumbled, going back to flipping through the book. It stopped at one memory, tapping it slightly, and a small screen-like image popped up, showing one of Kuro's childhood memories. "You've always been a little shit, haven't you," the beast remarked casually, the scene showing Kuro as a child stealing some food. Kuro debated kicking at the creature, but knew it wouldn't hurt it anyway. This place was nothing more than a creation of his imagination, the beast really had no physical body to kick. Even if the thing was able to be hit, he wasn't sure he wanted the thing pissed off at him anyway. "I ever tell you how much I enjoy spending time with you," he grumbled angrily, turning away from the scene. He could feel his strength coming back to his body, but he preferred to rest for now, since he could probably trust Nami not to get him hurt. Thoughts of Nami made the beast grin, after all Kuro couldn't exactly hide his thoughts from the thing. The beast flipped rapidly towards the back of the book, tapping a small picture and looking at Kuro with a toothy grin. In front of his face, a scene of the girl writhing underneath him, sweat and blood all over the place, played silently. Kuro rounded on the beast angrily, determined to kick at it anyway, when a voice echoed across the field.
Kuro glanced down at the beast with a look of amusement, but the beast looked far less amused at the moment. The field shook violently, the trees and ground bursting in flames, the sky turning black with lightning arcing across. Kuro looked around, cursing, wondering if he had the strength to get back to the surface of his consciousness in case the beast decided to surface. The hellish scene slowly receded, and the beast stared at Kuro with a thoughtful look on his face. "I wonder if we should tell her the truth..." it said with an evil grin. Its laughter echoed across the field, the trees shaking violently. Kuro merely pressed his lips together, frowning at the beast, sitting back down in the chair and focusing on his recovery. ~~~ Outwardly, there was no reaction to her words for a second. Suddenly, the lights in the room seemed to dim and flicker, and a dark aura seeped out of Kuro. An evil chuckle echoed off the walls, seeming to come from everywhere at once, and Kuro's eyes opened, showing only inky black orbs of midnight. They stared at Namida for a second, Kuro's mouth opening into an impossibly large toothy grin, before closing once more, everything returning to normal. Kuro's face once again returned to a peaceful look, sweat beading all over his body. If Namida decided to check the wound, she would notice it was looking much better now than the day she had sewn it up. Kuro would probably wake up soon. |
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| Namida | Feb 18 2009, 02:25 PM Post #33 |
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Nami felt a chill go down her spine, Kuro’s face had looked so distorted like that, inhuman in a way. She shook it off and sat up again leaning over to unbutton his shirt, se then pulled it off and out from under him. After tossing it to the side she leaned over and carefully lifted some of the bandages to check his wound. It was healing rather quickly and his color ad returned so nami figured he’d be up again in no time. she then pulled the blankets up over him glad she had remembered to pull them down before they had laid Kuro on the bed. “it’s too late now but tomorrow I’ll go get some boy clothes.” She to herself looking out he window at the near by buildings, she was lucky enough to spot a mall that looked to be a ten minute walk at most. She yawned and kicked off the cutsey flats Claudia had given her. nami frowned noticing one of them had rubbed on her heel a bit leaving a small blister. “I wish I could have grabbed my stuff before we left.” She said sitting on the side of the bed, suddenly her eyes widened. ‘I left my bag at that hotel…’ she thought a look of horror on her face, ‘father’s pendant’ her hands shot to her neck but of course it wasn’t there, she never brought it down to the pool area for fear of someone stealing it. She hadn’t realized it was missing in the recent chaos but now that they were safe it was the only thing on her mind. The last thing she had of her father was now gone and it was devastating. Nami was glad Kuro was fast asleep, that way he couldn’t hear her sobbing for hours next to him. |
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| Kuro-san | Feb 18 2009, 02:50 PM Post #34 |
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Lost Himself
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Kuro's eyes opened slowly in the dim light. He squinted painfully against the light streaming in the window of the hotel room, and stirred slightly. A sharp stab in his side reminded him that he wasn't exactly cured yet. He rustled the sheets quietly as he turned over, trying to get in a more comfortable position. He could feel Nami sitting on the edge of the bed, and the bed shook lightly. Looking up at her face, he noticed she was crying, her hands covering her face. Not knowing why she might by crying, he reached up and awkwardly cupped his hand around the back of her neck, stroking her gently. After a second, he pulled her down onto his chest, wrapping his arms around her, kissing the top of her head in silent support. He didn't bother asking her what she was crying about, just rubbed her back gently and laid there. If she wanted him to know, she would tell him eventually. "Why don't we both go out tomorrow and do some shopping?" he murmured to her silently, his voice reassuring. "I could muster up the energy to walk around a bit, as long as you don't go starting any more fights," he said to her jokingly, kissing the top of her head. "We can get Claudia to mail the stuff from the hotel to my house in Japan, Im sure they have confiscated everything we left. We won't be able to get it before then unfortunately, too high of a risk of being found out." |
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| Namida | Feb 19 2009, 03:52 PM Post #35 |
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Nami’s eyes widened a minute when kuro grabbed her and pulled her down, wondering for a moment if the monster inside him was about to seek revenge. Then she felt him kiss the top of her head. “Kuro…” she clung to him burying her face into the part of his chest that was uninjured.
Nami looked up at wiping the moisture from her eyes. “I didn’t start that fight and you know it…” she said with a slight pout. “But thank you it would be nice to do something normal together.” She rested her head on Kuro’s shoulder her finger absent mindedly tracing circles on his chest and abs.
Her eyes widened, Kuro was right the company wouldn’t dare leave their possessions in the hotel room, not with one dead and two injured men in the pool area. She felt relief wash over her like a flood. “ arigotou Kuro-san” she said snuggling up to him before letting her exhaustion push her over the edge into a warm comfortable darkness, where she could see a faint light coming from a white haired angel with black feathered wings. |
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| Kuro-san | Feb 19 2009, 04:29 PM Post #36 |
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Kuro stared out the window of the room, rubbing Nami's back slowly as he felt her fall breathing slow and her body relax. His face was expressionless, his eyes devoid of any emotion. Reaching over, he dragged the covers from the opposite side of the bed over them both and covered Nami up. His eyes on the entrance, he slowly drifted towards sleep once more, this time his sleep much lighter. A horn beeping loudly outside made Kuro jerk in the bed, his breathe intaking sharply. He opened his eyes, looking around quickly, then settled down. His chest felt heavy, and he looked down to see Nami sleeping soundly, murmuring quietly, looking content. Kuro slid carefully out from under her, the sheets rustling, trying to make as little sound as possible. His side still hurt, but he was able to move around on his own a bit better now. Sitting on the side of the bed, he reached over and grabbed his cell phone off the night stand, checking the time. It was eight AM, which would explain the noise outside of the window from the rush hour traffic. Kuro looked over at Nami, and she seemed to still be sleeping, so he quietly removed his pants and grabbed some clothes from the suitcase nearby, heading for the shower. Kuro ran the water for a little while with the door open, checking on Nami a few times, but he was unable to see her face with the lamp in the way. She didn't seem to have moved much though, so he stripped down and got in the shower, leaving the door open so he could hear if anyone came in. His gun sat on the back of the toilet, ready to be grabbed at a moments notice. He couldn't afford to be lax here, one mistake and they would both be killed. He let the water wash over him for a few moments, leaning his head against the wall of the shower in front of him and closing his eyes. It was as if the tension from the last few days washed off of him with the sweat, the warm water feeling good on his wound. |
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| Namida | Feb 19 2009, 05:17 PM Post #37 |
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Nami was sleeping soundly occasionally rolling in her sleep. In her dream world she wore an elegant light blue kimono, her long beautiful hair moving in the slate spring breeze as she danced gracefully for her father and his guest an old overweight man with a pipe that seemed permanently attached to his mouth. Shunsuke-kun sat n the corner watching her with his remaining eye, his expression as gentle as ever. Nami smiled as she turned once more. She flipped the red fan in the air and glanced back at Shunsuke, he was still there but his expression was much different, he was staring at her with a hungry looking smile. Suddenly his left eye opened something that was quite impossible since it wasn’t supposed to be there. Nami threw her fan up again but this time as it came down it burst into flames. Nami let out a cry as she stepped back wards. “nani?” she said looking up at her father. Her eyes widened in horror, he was hanging from a noose eyes rolled back and blood coming down his face like tears. “Father, Shunsuke hurry hel-“ she looked over, Shunsuke was gone, another man stood there instead. “Nami… your going to pay for this” Toshizo said as walked towards her, a knife sticking out from his gut, blood pouring from multiple stab wounds in his torso. “when father catches you he’s going to do horrible, horrible things to you, just wait till he tosses you to the men, I’m sure they’ll show you a lovely time before they rip you apart…” he grinned laughing as blood poured from his mouth. Nami shook her head and backed away as the room began to fill with flames. She ran out of the room into the hall running for the front door, but the hallway didn’t end. Nami felt tears run down her cheeks as fear filled her weighing down her body till it felt suffocating. ‘help me please… someone’ she thought leaning against the wall as she moved forward desperate to escape. That’s when he appeared. “kuro” she called hope in her eyes. He looked over and smiled before making his way over to her. she fell to her knees and extended her arms reaching out to him. he reached out to her but his hand moved past hers clamping down on her throat. He lifted her and grinned that big toothy smile eyes an inky black. “who’s the pitiful one?” he asked before pushing her down onto the ground. He descended upon her and the next thing she heard was the sound of ripping cloth as he removed the kimono from her body. Nami’s eyes shot open and she sat straight up. A blood chilling scream filled the room, over and over again as the girl clutched her head tears pouring from her vacant looking eyes. |
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| Kuro-san | Feb 19 2009, 05:34 PM Post #38 |
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The scream ripped through the hotel room, and Kuro jerked upright. He sntached the curtain away so fast it tore the entire thing down, clattering loudly on the floor. Kuro leaped out of the tub, snatching his gun up as he went, the bolt clicking loudly in the bathroom. His side felt warm and wet all of a sudden, but it didn't even register right now. The water ran resolutely in the shower, spilling onto the floor from hitting the downed shower curtain. "NAMI!" he yelled. Kuro flew around the corner so fast his shoulder hit the opposite wall, and he leveled his gun on the room, his breathe coming in sharp gasps. Seeing her on the bed clutching her face, he warily crept across the room, his side starting to hurt, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. He slowly checked the closet, and underneath the beds, looking out the window quickly to see if anyone was there. The door was still locked tight. Kuro lowered the gun slowly, staring at Namida's sobbing form for a second. He slowly walked over to her and pryed her hands away from her face, looking her in the eyes. "Nami, whats wrong," he said gently, trying to get her to calm down. Her eyes were vacant, and it seemed she didn't hear him. "Nami!" he said, a little louder, slapping her lightly in the cheek. He pulled her against him again with one arm, his other arm still holding the gun, ready to fire at a moments notice. He kept his eyes on the door as he rubbed her back, wondering what could have happened. Blood trickled slowly down his side from the sudden movement, but it was just a single torn stitch, nothing that would cause much trouble, just a little blood. Water dripped off of his naked body, and he dragged the covers over his midsection, not wanting to freak her out more. "Nami talk to me, I can't help if I don't know what happened," he said with a worried voice. It could have been a mental attack if anyone here had powers like at Hyakuji. |
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| Namida | Feb 20 2009, 12:26 AM Post #39 |
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Nami wasn’t even aware someone was talking to her until Kuro snapped her back to reality. She began to come too and realized someone was holding her.
Nami lifted her hands and gently placed them on his biceps. She closed her eyes again and began to relax, and image of inky black eyes and a morbid grin flashed replayed through her mind. She suddenly pushed back from him her eyes wide again; she studied his face for a few seconds then stared into his eyes. Relief washed over her, it was his eyes, Kuro’s eyes. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. “there was fire… father was…..he was….” she let out another sob. “You were there….but you weren’t you” her body shook as she clung to him. “I’m sorry…” she said sitting back wiping her eyes. “It was just a bad dream… nothing more.” Suddenly there was a loud rapping noise on the door, “hello this is the hotel manager; we’ve had several reports of screaming and a loud crashing noise coming from this room so we’ll have to ask you to open the door.” Nami looked at Kuro. “Did something happen?” she asked looking very confused, completely unaware of the scene she may have caused. |
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| Kuro-san | Feb 20 2009, 12:51 AM Post #40 |
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Kuro relaxed a bit as Nami clung to him, his grip on the pistol lightening. He sighed and ruffled her hair, looking around for a pair of pants. He slid the pistol into a drawer on the nightstand, and stood up, the blankets wrapped around him. Running a hand through his hair, he padded across the room towards the dresser near the door.
Kuro stood still as the door was knocked on, but relaxed at the voice. He could hear several other voices outside the door too, obviously the neighbors. Looking around the room at the mess, he shrugged and ripped the door open, letting the blanket fall, standing there in all his glory. "Sorry sir, we were just getting into it," he said calmly, eyeing the crowd. The crowd eyed him right back, most eyes wide with surprise, some with envy, and some with lust. Water glistened on his skin, his hair in disarray, blood trickling down his side. Nami was sitting on the bed, her eyes teary, the bed disheveled and bloody. "She may not look like it, but she likes it rough," he said in a loud whisper to the man, thumbing at her on the bed. The man stammered for a second before Kuro winked at him, slamming the door in his face. "Sorry, I intend to enjoy my meal a bit longer," he said loudly. Murmurs sounded from the other side of the door, followed by the sound of footsteps walking away. Soon everything was quiet again, and Kuro walked over to the dresser, starting to get dressed. As he was about to put on a shirt, he noticed the stitch, and sighed at Nami. "Could you fix this for me please before we go out? Rather not ruin more shirts," he said laughingly to her, hoping to lighten her mood some. "How about we go out to eat at a nice restaurant for a change, all we ever have is takeout. I could go for some Italian," he said, half to himself. |
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| Namida | Feb 21 2009, 02:45 AM Post #41 |
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Nami’s eyes widened as Kuro’s blanket fell right before he opened the door. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in shock as kuro stood there not caring in the last about his indecency. He spoke to the man in English so Nami couldn’t understand all that well. She staring past kuro at the crowd, suddenly kuro said something that made the hotel man grow red in the face from shock. Nami couldn’t help but notice that as he said whatever it was he jabbed his thumb back at her. Kuro shut the door and made his way back to a dresser. The poor girl’s eyes couldn’t help but move downwards as he picked out his clothes. Her cheeks grew pink as she looked away trying to stare at the wall. ‘Don’t look, don’t look, don’t look.’ She thought over and over again but sure enough her eyes would seem to move on their own. They moved up and down the man’s rather fit body her face heating up all the more; Nami wasn’t quite used to this new openness between them yet.
Nami jumped slightly, she hadn’t even noticed he’d put pants on already. “uh yeah hold on….” She said getting off the bed, looking around for the first aid kit. She looked about the main part before entering the bathroom immediately she slipped and fell forwards. Luckily she didn’t hit her head but her arms sure stung now… and she was all wet in the front. Nami looked up to see the shower still running as water poured from the shower head, onto the downed curtain then onto the floor. “KURO” she yelled scrambling to her feet slipping around a bit but never really falling. After a bit of fumbling she finally managed to et it off but not without being soaked in the process. “Oh god first the suite now this? Eiji-sama is gonna kill you for all the money that’ll have to be spent on hotel repairs alone.” |
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| Kuro-san | Feb 21 2009, 02:22 PM Post #42 |
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Kuro slapped his forehead, sighing loudly. He had forgotten all about the shower in the confusion, but he doubted if it was as bad as she said. Most bathrooms in hotels the floor was slightly lower than the other rooms, so that if any water spilled it wouldn't be able to flow under the carpet. The shower hadn't been on long, so he didn't think there would be too much on the tile. "Jeez you nag more than a wife. Hongou will take care of everything, and I'll pay for the damn thing myself if I have to. I don't need you telling me...SHIT!" he said angrily as he spun around the corner of the bathroom, yelping as his foot hit the slippery tile and slid. Kuro slid across the small bathroom towards the shower, doing his best to keep his balance. There wasn't anything really to grab onto, and he flailed his arms, trying to find something to keep his balance. His foot hit the curtain rod on the floor, and he felt his momentum sending him towards the tub, and Nami. He threw his arms around her, turning his body, and he felt the back of his knees hit the tub. His body abruptly shifted direction, and he sat down roughly in the tub, his back slamming into the wall behind him. Water sloshed over his pants, and his head banged off the tile wall, leaving spots in his vision momentarily. After a second, he shook his head, cleaing his vision, and looked up to see the soaked Nami right in his face. Coughing lightly, he turned his head and stared straight into her eyes, wondering how he seemed to get himself into these situations constantly. "You know, it wasn't exactly my fault. You seem to attract dangerous situations," he muttered. Nami effectively had him pinned underneath her, and he couldn't move with the angle he was wedged into the tub. The only thing he could do was stare her straight in the face, not daring to let his eyes drift anywhere else. The water dripped off of her lightly, and the beast inside of him stirred. If his eyes went anywhere else, he doubted he could hold himself back right now. All he could do was wait for her to get off of him. |
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| Namida | Feb 23 2009, 02:02 AM Post #43 |
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Nami didn't get what he meant at first but after a few minutes of his intense stare she became painfully aware, she looked down at Kuro. "uhh.... Ah sorry....." she said slowly standing. She climbed out of the tub and made her way towards the door before spotting the first aid kit sitting in the corner of the bathroom atop the counter opposite of where nami stood. "oh here it is" she said reaching over for it. she slipped forwards again but this time was able to catch herself. she held on bent over the bathroom counter, her long legs making a V. the force of her fall had caused her wet skirt to raise up a bit and stick to itself. this gave kuro quite a peek at the white cloth under neath. oblivious nami held onto the counter and reached again, determined to grab the kit. the ground was very slippery so she stood in the same spot opting to instead bend over further to try to reach, till her torso was almost laying on the counter completely. |
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