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10 May 2006 @ 10:37 pm
Well, it worked for one night.. [Completed]  
Character(s): Hitsu, Touga
Content: It was all going well, at least until Hitsu woke up from a nightmare.
Setting: The dorm on the third level now occupied by Hitsu and Touga.
Time: 3:00 AM
Warnings: Blood, mind violence, cursing, shounen-ai (m/m fluffies. JUST LIKE PEEPS!)the obvious angst warning (You knew I was going to put that there, it was obvious. Hitsu has a stick up where the sun don't shine. )

Red oozed down the pale canvas to mix with the greenery below, small droplets seeming to rain down from above in succession with the noises of painful gasps. After every breath followed that of a sickening twist and snap or the slice of delicate flesh upon cold metal. This pattern of pain seemed to go on for ages, never ending, never stopping. He tried to close his eyes to will it away but found that they didn't close - instead they found themselves locked with crimson eyes he knew all too well. Those goddamn sickening eyes. Even though his vision was failing him, he always knew who's eyes those were.

“This is nothing but what your own faults caused, Hitsu.” A soft, almost angelic voice slipped from lips covered in sweet venom. The sickening feeling of his fingers upon his open wounds probably would have caused him to vomit if he had anything left in his stomach. What was more sickening about it is he knew these words were true... “Of course, you were always one to be ignorant, Hitsu-chan~.” The man held out this last syllable, mocking Hitsu before he felt excruciating pain stab through his chest.

The next moment he knew, he found himself in the safety of the bedroom yet nothing seemed comfortable at this point. The images flooded through his head. He almost seemed to choke on the intangible sentences as he was gasping for air. His breathing eventually returned to it's normal state but his mind wouldn't let go of those thoughts. With a sigh, he sat up in the bed - burying his head in his knees.

And after all that crap about being glad to be wanted, maybe even a bit happy for once.. He thought maybe the feelings would have lasted. Allowed him a good night's sleep.

Apparently, fate decided him to deal him a bad card.
Hitsuabstractedmind on May 15th, 2006 04:10 am (UTC)
Hitsu was quite grateful that the other hadn't simply kneaded upon his back mercilessly. Hitsu could endure pain quite well if he needed to but that did not mean he preferred to have it inflicted upon him. Touga hadn’t yet broke any barriers as far as pain went – which, if Touga were made of flesh and blood, would be a good thing.

As time went on the combination of exhaustion and the relaxation of his muscles left him feeling warm, and his mind fogged. For once, Hitsu could say touch actually felt quite nice – but too much of it was still a problem. In addition, the massage became somewhat painful again, causing him to wince. Gratitude once again came when the other stopped.

“Yea..” He muttered, his eyes half-lidded due to the fogginess that wouldn’t leave them along with the fact his body could be compared to putty.
winter_rosebud on May 15th, 2006 04:43 am (UTC)
Seeing the other boy's body had turned mostly to putty and Hitsu looked about to fall asleep, Touga pulled him close, wrapping arms around him and resting Hitsu's head against his chest. "Then I think we can try a little more sleep," he said softly.

Touga couldn't resist leaning down and pressing his lips against the other boy's again for a moment, first. The massage hadn't gotten his motor running exactly, but a kiss did seem to flow naturally from having had his hands roaming the other boy's body for the last half hour. Maybe he was just hoping to feel Hitsu kiss back again as he had for that split second the last time.
Hitsuabstractedmind on May 15th, 2006 05:41 am (UTC)
Hitsu found that he wasn’t objecting the touch, or trying to push the other away this time. Neither were they uncomfortable, quite the contrary really. He wondered vaguely if the fogginess of his mind had anything to do with his tolerance.

When the other kissed him another time, the younger one seemed more at ease with it. He pressed his lips back softly against Touga’s for a few moments before pulling back. It wasn’t so bad after all, at least at the moment. Maybe he was too dazed to think with his right mind?