Post by yaminochi on Oct 5, 2009 14:28:41 GMT -5
Ryu- The sound of rain filled the empty streets of Tokyo, people wondered around the streets on their way home from work and school. Laughing could be heard as school girls talked to each other about god knows what, not that anyone cares any way. It was there, that the two most unlikely pair met. A boy, not much older than 16 or maybe 17, sat under a tree the crimson boy leaned against it, blood trailed down from his left eye was he sat there, slightly slouch over. Both eyes were closed, his breathing was quite. Blood stained his clothes and as people walked by the gasped and whispered among themselves. The boy looked up, his eyes seemed dead, he looked lost to the world. Yet everyone who passed him by ignored him despite his obvious need for help.
Kit- Ukigumo sighed, looking up with a smile on his face, rain battering his dusty black hair. He’d always loved the rain, so naturally this stormy day made him happy. Taking a deep breath, he sighed as his bag was slung over his shoulder. The dog-tags on his chain necklace jingled slightly as he walked, not really going anywhere in particular, just aimlessly travelling. He stopped a moment, cerulean eyes falling upon another young male with wild red hair and…blood? Scowling slightly, he adjusted his black cap and strolled over. Not ran, not trotted, just strolled. Stopping in front of the boy, he tilted his head slightly, standing for the longest time and just…staring. After an eternity of staring at the red-head like some freak, he offered his hand, smiling lightly. “You alright?”
Ryu- The boy looked at him confused before talking his hand. Though he had taken the boy’s hand and stood, he didn’t say anything. Blood still trailed down his eye as he watched what seemed to be older Japanese boy. After a moment of staring at him he winced slightly then collapsed, falling onto the Japanese boy. He was soaked, covered in both blood and rain water, his body was freezing cold. It was a shock he was still breathing at this point.
Kit- Ukigumo blinked, looking around at the odd stares he was receiving before disregarding them and shaking the boy lightly. “Hey. You okay?” Receiving no response, he scowled slightly before lifting him up piggy-back style and slipping down the nearest side street away from curious eyes. He stopped before setting down the red-head. He leaned down, digging through his pocket for something, coming up with a white rag. He stopped a moment, looking at the unconscious boy. He was… kinda cute. He smiled, wiping the blood off his eye a moment before sighing. What was he supposed to do? His plan was to try and help the boy with the red hair. Of course, he hadn’t thought of anything past that…. He sighed. He really needed to think things through more.
Ryu- The boy lay silent, sleeping, his face holding little emotion other than sadness and pain. He still said nothing before after a moment he opened his right eye again. “…” well that was close enough to talking… I guess… The red head blinked, looking at the Japanese boy with curious yet sad eyes.
Kit- Ukigumo blinked before smiling. “Glad you’re awake!” He said very cheerily before he smiled brighter and tilted his head slightly. “My name’s yadonashi Ukigumo. And you?” He inquired, still holding the bloody rag. Of course he was pretty much crouched over the redhead who was sitting with back against a wall. Nothing awkward about that…
Ryu- The red head blinked, looking him up and down before a slight pink color covered his cheeks. Shaking his head slightly he looked as the bloody rag and instantly a word came to mind. “Kurimuzon…” he said looking back to the boy that stood *cough* awkwardly over him… He winced slightly gripping his eye before once more passing out under the boy.
Kit- Ukigumo tilted his head slightly, sighing. Fingering the dog-tags, he looked up at the clouds as they poured down on his face. “…I’m trying to help, but I’m not really sure how I’m supposed too…” He murmured. He looked back at the boy, wiping the blood off his face, smiling softly as he sighed again. “…what am I supposed to do Meikin?” He asked to no one in particular. He looked up again as lightning cracked above, frowning. “…not what I had in mind…” He complained. He looked back at the boy, pondering what to do. He didn’t have a house to take them to or anything. Sighing, he shuffled over, squeezing in beside Kurimuzon and pulling him over. “Well I could at least keep him warm.” He mused, smiling to himself. If only Meikin could see this now…
Ryu- It wasn’t long before the boy had wamred up, now clinging to him In his sleep. Only a few hours later did he wake up and blink, blushing brightly as he looked at the Japanese boy. “ Yadonashi-san.” He said tilting his head to one side as he looked at the older boy cerously. He wasn’t used to epople being this nice to him all the time, why was this guy being so…. Friendly. His eye had stopped bleeding a few hours ago but he still didn’t open it.
Kit- “Oh, your awake!” Ukigumo declared happily, oblivious to the awkwardness of awaking to a strange boy hugging you after going unconcious. It would probably spawn many unhealthy thoughts… “How are you feeling?” He purred, still not letting go.
Ryu- He blinked slightly, a shocked look still on his face before he smiled as best he could threw his pain. “Better… thank you.” He said in a shy gentle voice. He was getting used to this boy, and despite never having been fond of people before… he was becoming fond of him already. “Yadonashi-san… Do you mind if I call you by your first name?” he asked shyly looking at the ground slightly.
Kit- “Why no…” He cooed, suddenly pushing up Kurimuzon’s chin slightly till their eyes met. “You can call me whatever you want… Infact, I prefer it.” He purred suggestively, trapping him with one arm and gazing into his eyes mischeivously, temptingly close.
Ryu- Kuri turned dark red, looking into the others eyes he tried to speak but only could manage a light embarrest stummer of words. His back pressed slightly into the wall as he looked into the others eyes. “Uki-kun.” He finaly managed to say threw his embaressment.
Kit- He suddenly looked wide eyed, releasing Kuri as he went to smack his head into a wall repetitively. “Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!” He looked up after thoroughly smashing his brain all to hell, he looked back over his shoulder, blood trickling down his forehead and anime-tears streaming down his face. “Sorry. That….that was my brother talking…” He whimpered before clenching a fist. “Damn his contagious pervertedness!” He swore before clutching his head in pain.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly, still bright red. He took a deep breath, relazing him self before grabbing a rag that just happened to be in his jacket pocket. Moving over he placed it to Uki’s forhead with a gentle smile, not saying a word. His other hand gently placed on his chin as he doctered the would. Stopping once it stopped bleeding he looked at him and finaly spoke. “I don’t mind… Uki-kun.” He said and gave a smile at the end.
Kit- Okigumo blinked at Kuri a moment, watching him before he smiled. “You know, you’re pretty cute.” He said, smiling widely at him. His hand gently caressed the side of Kuri’s face, brushing his hair away from his eye before his smile melted into a concerned frown. “So what happened to you?” He wondered, examining his eye.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then tilted his head with a puzzled look. “I can’t… remember.” He looked away, looking at the ground in sadness. “I just remember waking up under the tree.. with you standing there looking at me with the kindest look I’ve ever seen.” He turned back smiled lightly once more.
Kit- Oki smiled again. “But if you don’t remember, how do you know whether or not it’s the kindest you’ve ever seen?” He asked, head resting on palm as his eyes glinted mischeivously. “And who knows…” He leaned up, faces close to each other. “…maybe my intentions weren’t as kind as you thought.” He purred as a demonic grin swept over his features.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly as once more his cheeks turned a dark red. “I uh.” He said backing away only to stumbled onto his back, once more embarrest.
Kit- He looked slightly shocked again before face-palming. “I-I’m really, really sorry…” He apologized sheepishly before he looked up, noting Kuri’s current expression. He snorted with laughter, trying to hold it in. He generally succeeded. “You….. look so adorable like that…” He teased, trying to hide his wide grin behind his hand.
Ryu- Kuri turned an even darker shade of red before wincing and placing a hand over his eye. “ow…” he mumbled as his head began to throb. He didn’t say any thing as his body took over for him. Slowly he moved to the older boy and clung to him letting out small whimpers of pain as he head his head. “it… hurts.”
Kit- Blinking in surprise, he smiled and hugged Kuri against him, rain battering his black hat and making his white T-shirt cling to him. Leaning over the smaller boy, his eyes softened on him. “Let me see.” He purred, pushing Kuri’s face up. His hand slid across the side of the red-heads face, faces close to touching.
Ryu- He blushed, looking up at the older boy hoping he couldn’t hear the thumping of his heart racing in his chest. Why… why did this guy make him so excited? He winced slightly trying to turn his head away to keep the other from looking at his eye. “But…” he whimpered slightly. “Please…. Don’t hurt me…” he whimpered again with a pure look of innocence.
Kit- Okigumo smirked slightly. “I won’t… unless… you want me too.” He mused, his arms tightening around Kuri’s back, his lips almost brushing with Kuri’s, his eyes half-closed and silently tempting him, the sound of rain echoing off the alley walls and the sound of a lone car off in the distance the only sounds that could be heard.
Ryu- He could only help but turn a darker red. “Uki-kun.” He said his good eye looking away in emmbarresment. He looked back at him before forcing his eye open. A bright blue eye stood out from the red of his red body. After a moment of it being open it began to glow, or so it seemed, and he winced, quickly closing it again. “Uki-kun… It’s.. cold out here.”
Kit- He smiled, letting go before standing up. “Then we should probably find some place out of the rain.” He said calmly, hands shoving in his pockets as he looked down at the smaller boy. “But first…” He pulled up his messenger-bag, digging around before pulling out a roll of bandages, leaning down in front of Kuri and rapping some around his injured eye. “I don’t know what happened, but you really should get that eye taken care of.” He said before smiling again brightly, standing up and offering a hand to him. “Come on.”
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then smiled back and took his hand. Standing he nodded. “Uki-kun… why are you out here alone any way?” he asked tilting his head slightly as he stood closely to his new “friend”
Kit- Oki scratched the side of his face absently as they came out to the main street. “Well….. You see I was running away from home… or…actually, not really my home, I guess. I don’t really have a family, so I’ve sorta been taken in by these foster families for some time, but I’ve never been able to stay with one. I just never really liked any of them… and so here I am. I think this is my…. Twenty-seventh time running away from a home.” He said a bit sheepishly before he smiled brightly. “You’d think they’d get the message by now, but they just keep sending me to other families.” He laughed, smiling like a doofus as if it were nothing at all.
Ryu- He blinked slightly. “I’ll be your family.” He said before smiling at him lightly. “Besides, both of us don’t have any one… and uhm… I… I” he looked away blushing brightly. “well you get the point.” Wow… he is talking way to much.
Kit- He blinked before laughing slightly. “That’s all well and good, but we only just met.” He chuckled lightly. His hand instinctively went to the silver dog-tags around his neck, fingering them thoughtfully. “Actually, I did have someone, once…” He murmured, looking off into space as if remembering something. He suddenly snapped back to reality, shaking his head. “… Of course, that was a long time ago.”
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then nodded. “What now?” he asked moving to his side.
Kit- “Um…” Oki stopped a moment. “Well…. If you need a place to crash…um……” He thought a moment, contemplating something. “I guess I could go back to the last place I was at….” He considered ruefully. “I mean… what do you wanna do?” He asked, watching Kuri curiously.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly. “I don’t mind.” He said calmly as he looked at him. He didn’t really care, he just wanted to be with him, alone or not.
Kit- “Um…okay…” He said, rubbing the back of his neck a bit nervously. He started walking before they came to a residential district, coming across a typical Japanese house. Stepping up to the door, he gulped before hitting the buzzer. A moment passed before the door opened and a woman stared at them wide eyed. “Uh… hello, Hana-san….” Oki said sheepishly, waving mildly. She gwauked stupidly for a moment before a swift fist knocked over the top of his head. “Where have you been?!” She snarled, glaring furiously. “Running off and disappearing like that. Do you have any idea how worried everyone was? All this running away…what’s wrong with you?” She demanded. Rubbing the back of his head, he chuckled nervously. “Um…hehe…yeah…I can’t tell you how incredibly sorry I am… but uh…listen…there’s this kid…” He said, motioning to Kuri. “…I found him on the street and he needs a place to rest. His eye’s hurt so he can’t see and he lost his memory. Could he maybe…?” He trailed off before the woman gave a sigh, waving them in. “Come on in.” She conceded. Okigumo visibly relaxed, motioning for Kuri to enter first.
Ryu- Kuri seemed nervoise, moving in infront of him as he placed a hand on his bandaged eye with a slight whimper. He glanced at Uki with an unsure look. Looking back at Hana he followed her inside the building. He had a bad felling about something, though he wasn’t quite sure what it was.
Kit- (ts)Hana set down a tray of tea, setting down each of the cups for the others around the table before sighing. She looked at Kuri for a moment, studying him carefully. She shook her head and looked back at Ukigumo. “Yadonashi, I understand that you wanted to help out this boy, but why come back here? You ran away, so…” Ukigumo smiled sheepishly. “I didn’t have anywhere else to take him.” He blinked a moment. “Besides, he just looked so cute. I couldn’t resist trying to help.” Hana sighed hopelessely, shaking her head. “Why do you keep running away, anyways?” She asked, concern edging her voice. “Why did you run away from us?” Ukigumo looked at her, something dark in his eyes. “Because you’re not my family.” He retorted simply as he fingered the silver dog-tags, studying her as they both stared at each other a moment until Hana finally sighed again, shaking her head worriedly. “Well, who is this boy then?” She asked. “Well, other than being called Kurimuzon, there’s not much to tell.” He said, brightening suddenly.
Ryu- Kuri had picked up one of the tea cups while they had been talking, looking into the cup at his reflexion he has nothing to add to the conversation. He didn’t like talking except for with Uki. With out a word he closed his eye and took a sip of the tea. Moving it back from his mouth he looked back into it at his reflesion. “Uki-kun…” he finally said looking over at the old boy with a cerouse look. “Why is it I have red hair… and pail skin.. but you have black.. and darker skin?” he asked like a clueless child.
Kit- Ukigumo looked over at Kuri quizzically, thinking a moment. “Um… well… I guess it’s just cause your probably not Japanese or anything. I mean… it’s not like its unusual or anything.” He thought aloud. “Actually, your pretty cute the way you are.” He purred, eyes softening as they rested on Kuri. A knock rang at the door before Hana moved to open it, Ukigumo’s eyes never leaving her. She opened the door before welcoming a pair of men inside. “Yadonashi, it’s Mr. Hayabusa. He’s here to see you.” She announced. Uki abruptly stood up from his seat, glaring at the dark haired man before him who simply looked over. “Yadonashi, if you’d come with me to the next room, I’d like to speak with you in private.” He growled, a rather menacing man indeed. Uki looked back at Kuri before reluctantly following, disappearing into one of the other rooms. Hana picked up the empty tea cups before moving to the kitchen. “Excuse me, young man. I’m going to go make something to eat.” She said quietly, bowing before she vanished.
“This is ridiculous. Running away again. Just what did you think you were doing?” Mr. Hayabusa demanded. Uki didn’t answer, instead sitting as he examined the silver dog-tags on his neck. “Answer me, damnit!” The man snarled, only earning a glare from Uki. He snorted. “So what? You have some sort of justification for your actions?” He demanded, not getting a response. They were silent for a long moment, tension filling the air thickly before the man snorted. “Who’s the boy?” He demanded, making Uki flinch slightly. Mr. Hayabusa studied him as he refused to answer. “This has to do with Meikin, doesn’t it?” Mr. Hayabusa demanded. Uki’s hand tightened around the dog-tags as his eyes narrowed. “It does, doesn’t it?”
Ryu- Kuri had closed his eyes, some how managing to hear the conversation from his seat in the other room. “Meikin?” he asked to himself in a whisper. His red eye opened and looked back at his reflection. “Who am I…?” he mumbled placing the cup down before placing his hands over his face. He heard a loud screech before everything went black and he collapsed to the floor with a soft thud.
“We’re losing him!” he heard someone say as a rhythmic beeping echoed in the back ground.
“Don’t die on us now boy…” he heard another voice say.
“It’s no good he’s going into shock!”
“Keep him alive no matter what the cost, I wont loose all that funding for this project so easily.”
“Cool him down!”
“Someone get docter !@#@!$$$$@!” he couldn’t make out the name it sounded foreign.
After that he only heard the sound of mumbling as the beeping rythem got more steady.
Kit- “Mr. Hayabusa, Yadonashi, come quick!” Hana cried. Ukigumo was up instantly and ran to the main room, where Hana was leaning over an unconscious Kuri. “What happened?” Uki demanded. “I-I don’t know! He just suddenly… collapsed.” Hana cried hysterically. Uki ushered Hana back and examined him carefully before whipping around to look at Hayabusa, the man stepping in behind him. “We should probably take him to a hospital and make sure he’s alright.” He suggested before noticing a dangerous glint in Uki’s cerulean eyes. “No. You won’t.” He growled dangerously, positioned between Mr. Hayabusa and Kuri. “He just passed out. I think his well being is more important than your grudges, don’t you?” Mr. Hayabusa inquired, taking a step towards him, only to be stopped by Uki. The older man studied him before smirking slightly. “Fine. Have it your way, then. Just remember, this boy, Kurimuzen or whatever his name is, he isn’t Meikin, even if you want to delude yourself.” He sneered before turning and leaving.
Ryu- It wasn’t long before Kuri opened his eyes, before shooting up with a loud yelp of both fear and pain. He covered his bandaged eye with his hand, a look of pain covering his face before he looked up, noticing Uki. “Uki….” He whimpered, trying to move to Uki’s side. He removed his hand from his eye revealing blood stains on the bandages. “Uki-kun… I don’t feel… well..” he said painting slightly.
Kit- Uki’s eyes widened slightly before he pulled the youth closer to him, pushing his face up. “Your eye is bleeding again…” He breathed. Hana held a hand to her chest in shock and moved towards them. “Perhaps Mr. Hayabusa was right. We should have him taken to a hospital.” She suggested caringly. Uki thought a moment, staring off to the side before looking up again. “We have to go.” He murmured, slinging his bag over his shoulder and pulling Kuri up by one arm. “What?” Hana exclaimed. Without answering, he pulled Kuri out the door and ran down the street, pulling the red-head along.
Ryu- Kuri looked at him calmly. “Uki-san…” he said as he followed without hesitation. “Thank you.” He was smiling at him lightly, running along with him down the street. The head ache was fading as well as the pain in his eye.
Kit- “Yeah, but we aren’t out of the woods yet…” He mused joyacly, dragging him down an alley away from the main road, weaving out of sight. He finally stopped when he couldn’t run anymore, leaning on his knees to catch his breath as the rain pattered down on his hat and his clothes. He chuckled lightly, huffing as he looked up at Kuri, smiling brightly. “We should be safe here.” He panted.
Ryu- Kuri placed his arms around Uki gently trying to hold back his tears. “I’m scared Uki-kun… I don’t want them to talk me.” He said as his grip tightened slightly. “I don’t want to help them.. and I don’t want to die! I want to be with you Uki-kun!” he said as tears dripped down his face.
Kit- Uki looked at Kuri softly, something like sorrow showing in his eyes. Without warning he grabbed each of Kuri’s wrists and advanced, pinning the shorter red-head to the wall behind him(insert fan-girl squeal here), his eyes meeting with Kuri’s. “I won’t let them take you away. Not from me, not ever. I won’t let anything happen to you like…” he trailed off, taking on a distant, thoughtful look, his grip tightening around Kuri’s wrists.
Ryu- Kuri blushed as he was pinned, not saying anything at the sudden aggressiveness. “Uki-san…” he said blushed at he looked up at the older boy. “I…I…I think.. I love you…” he turned a darker red as he looked away, hoping the older boy wouldn’t discard him after hearing this.
Kit: Uki studied him for a long time, eyes peering into the short boy’s like he was searching his soul. One hand released his wrists as he pushed Kuri’s head to face him, eyes locked before his lips met Kuri’s, pressing up against him tantalizingly, his bag falling to the ground, hips pressed against the other male.
Ryu- Kuri gasped slightly with shock before he closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss. A light blush crossed his cheeks as he was pressed aggansed. “Uki…san.” He stammered shortly after there lips has pulled away from the deep long kiss.
Kit- Uki looked deep into Kuri’s eyes for a moment, still trapping the poor red-head. “If there’s anyone left in this world I can share my heart with, it’s you alone.” He hissed, lips pressing together again. He ground his hips against the others’, clothes and skin dripping wet from rain, one wrist still trapped by his hold and his other hand barring escape, the only sound the light pattering of water drops on pavement.
Ryu- The Uke closed his eyes once more, letting the older seme do what he wished. Opening his eyes once more as there lips came apart he smiled. “Uki-san… I need to tell you something… that I remembered.” He said calmly.
Kit- Uki’s eyes instantly met Kuri’s, his hold on the uke’s wrist tightening slightly, his clothes clinging to his body. Surprisingly, he was really scrawny for how tall he was, which hadn’t been as visible till now. Leaning forward, chests pressed flush against each other, he leaned his head on Kuri’s shoulder. “What?”
Ryu- “I met Meikin… We… we were in the same experiments.” He said looking away with a sad look. “I remembered when I passed out. We had been taken by some doctor to become a WMD for the Japanese military… The last thing and one of the only few things I remember… I was in an experiment when I almost died… but someone saved me… I think… I think it was Meikin… He had been given healing powers of some sort…”
Kit- Uki’s eyes widened slightly, releasing Kuri as he backed away in shock, his hand resting over his face as he backed into the brick wall opposite of the one where Kuri had been pinned a moment earlier, looking paler. “…Meikin?” He whimpered through his fingers. “…you knew…. About Meikin… and that means that it was true…you’re not him….” He murmured dejectedly. “..Even if you look similar….I feel so stupid now….”
Ryu- Kuri looked away. “I’m sorry… Uki-san… Meikin… He died… “ he said pulling into a ball as he spoke. Tears dripped down his cheeks once more. “They killed him.. when he escaped to come and see you. And now… there after me…” he looked away weakly before his body collapsed to the wet cold ground.
Kit- Ukigumo sighed, looking skyward as raindrops fell on his face, pulling off his cap and running his fingers through his dusty blue-black hair. I knew that Meikin was dead… I knew that…but… He looked down at Kuri a moment, feeling a bit lost. He isn’t Meikin….but even so…I can’t leave and just let those guys do whatever they want with him… Meikin wouldn’t want that… He fingered the dog tag, holding it up to look at it and smiled at the etching in the silver metal before stepping over to the red-head, pulling him up to carry him piggy-back style. Smiling as he looked at him over his shoulder, he started trekking down the alley.///Akaimetaka crouched on one of the ruined buildings of Tappikaitei, the wind from the Tsugaru Straight tickling his face and making his hair flutter slightly. Brushing his hair away from his face, he peered over the landscape before turning and dropping down a hole in the ceiling before weaving down a jungle of concrete and rubble, jumping down to the bottom where several figures waited in a larger room, sitting leisurely. Each person had white, silver, grayish, or almost white-blond hair. Akaimetaka himself had steel-silver hair and blood-red eyes. Despite his eyes not being part of the four major color groups, it wasn’t considered a hybrid color, which was a new, rare trait now seen in some people. It was odd. No one knew how it had happened, but people had started turning up with colors in their hair and eyes that wasn’t natural, but that they had been born with. Things like purple eyes or green hair. It was believed that it was due to a genetic mutation, though there was no solid evidence. Either way it was a very rare trait. Of course, having ‘red’ eyes was considered to be brown with a much more red tint, so it wasn’t considered a ‘hybrid’ color. He smiled, eyes glittering behind his sun glasses as he looked over the group. “Signal from lookout twelve. No sign of anyone.”
“So then, that means they’ve retreated for now.” Another young male said, adjusting his glasses. He was a boy in his mid-teens with pure white hair that had a very slight blue tint and forest green eyes. “And your sure that they’re all gone?” He asked carefully.
“Of course. It was a member of my team who reported it.” Akaimetaka fake-pouted.
“Either way, we still have to be on our toes. There’s no telling what the enemy is planning, and we have to keep watch on the other gangs’ activities as well.” Sneered a boy with gun-metal gray hair and eyes, face resting on palm as he sat leisurely across a pile of stones. “Of course, things will no doubt be interesting. What do you think, Kumo?” He asked, his stone-colored gaze resting on a silver-haired boy in a baggy striped shirt.
Ryu- Kumo looked over, an emotionless look across his face as if he had just been day dreaming or something. “There not coming back.” He said with an almost creepy smile on his face. Looking away he stared off into the distance again. “There going to die… when they run into.. Kuri.” He chuckled at the name. He looked over again. “But I wonder… How will he kill them?” he gave another grin, he seemed almost high.
Kit- The steel-eyed boy blinked. “Kuri?” He looked at the others. “Who’s Kuri? Someone I should know about?” He inquired quizzically. Adjusting his glasses as his hair overshadowed his face, the snow white haired boy thought a moment. “I believe that this…Kuri… is someone we have yet to meet but who we will meet. Rather soon, I’m guessing. Kumo has showed signs of premonitions before.” He thought aloud.
“So does that mean that this…Kuri is bad news for us, too?” The steel-eye wondered.
“Can’t really be sure. Either way, I’ll have to report this to our Lordess.” The snow-haired boy said, standing.
“You do that, Aki-chan.” Akaimetaka cheered.
“One: I wasn’t born in autumn, and two: I’m not a girl. It’s Akira to you.” The snow-haired boy corrected indignantly, glaring at Akaimetaka.
“Awe…don’t act so mean, Aki-chan.” He toyed.
“I will have you demoted.” Akira threatened. “Now, if your done acting like a gay monkey, then I’ll be reporting to the Lordess now.” He growled.
“Technically it would be hawk. If you’re talking about gay monkey’s, then that’d probably be Ginyaen.” Akaimetaka retorted childishly.
“I’d watch your tongue, baka taka.” The steel eyed boy hissed venomously.
Ryu- Kumo laughed at them hisaricly. “Kuri is no thret. He will help us.. not sure how.” He chuckled and stood looking at them. “Osama-chan is coming.” He smiled just seconds before the door opened. A girl with silver hair and almost glowing green eyes walked in. “Whats all this arguing about.”she said with a gentle smiled.
Kit- “Kumo predicted that someone named Kuri is going to come and kill the gang from Aomori, no doubt soon since he also said that they wouldn’t be coming back.” Akira stated calmly.
“And the baka-taka is running his mouth again.” Ginyaen hissed, narrowing his eyes threateningly.
“I can’t help it if the douseiaisha-saru can’t keep it to himself.” Akaimetaka said, shrugging innocently. He ducked just in time to dodge a flying rock courtesy of Ginyaen.
“I’ll frickin’ kill you, you damn idiot!” He snarled.
“Nya-nya, gay monkey!” Akaimetaka teased, scaling up into the upper ruins with a very pissed Ginyaen climbing after him with the skill of a monkey. He really did earn his title…
Ryu- The two were instantly grabbed by Gin who pinned them down. “Don’t make me punish you two.” She said in a dark evil tone. Kumo let out a snicker before he started to laugh histaricly./// Kuri yawned slightly as he opened his eyes finaly before notcing he was on Uki’s shoulders. “…Uki-san..” he mumbled tiredly. “What… what happened?”
Kit- “But I can’t help but make fun of the douseiaisha-saru. I mean, it is true.” He said innocently.
“I swear to god, I will kill you!” Ginyaen snarled. “And you! Stop laughing!” He commanded, turning sharply towards Kumo.///Uki looked over his shoulder at the red-headed boy. “Oh, you’re awake.” He mused. “Well uh… not much besides running from every military and law enforcement…er…force… there is from Tokyo to the Tsugura Straight while you were napping. So you enjoying the ride or…is it just me?” He asked, a demonic smirk crossing his features.
Ryu- Gin sighed slightly in response too the two. "Now now, what kinda of group can't get alone. This will only make us weak and give our enemy a chance to attack at the weak link. Now then." she dropped the two misbehaving boys and turned to Kumo. "Who is this Kuri?" she asked crossing her arms. Kumo smiled. "Kuri is a boy who is very very special... he will change the world as we know it." he said smiling lightly. "Our opponents are after that power... in fact every group is..."/// "I'm sorry... I'm just a hindrance..." he mumbled looking away in shame.
Kit- Ukigumo sighed, looking up with a smile on his face, rain battering his dusty black hair. He’d always loved the rain, so naturally this stormy day made him happy. Taking a deep breath, he sighed as his bag was slung over his shoulder. The dog-tags on his chain necklace jingled slightly as he walked, not really going anywhere in particular, just aimlessly travelling. He stopped a moment, cerulean eyes falling upon another young male with wild red hair and…blood? Scowling slightly, he adjusted his black cap and strolled over. Not ran, not trotted, just strolled. Stopping in front of the boy, he tilted his head slightly, standing for the longest time and just…staring. After an eternity of staring at the red-head like some freak, he offered his hand, smiling lightly. “You alright?”
Ryu- The boy looked at him confused before talking his hand. Though he had taken the boy’s hand and stood, he didn’t say anything. Blood still trailed down his eye as he watched what seemed to be older Japanese boy. After a moment of staring at him he winced slightly then collapsed, falling onto the Japanese boy. He was soaked, covered in both blood and rain water, his body was freezing cold. It was a shock he was still breathing at this point.
Kit- Ukigumo blinked, looking around at the odd stares he was receiving before disregarding them and shaking the boy lightly. “Hey. You okay?” Receiving no response, he scowled slightly before lifting him up piggy-back style and slipping down the nearest side street away from curious eyes. He stopped before setting down the red-head. He leaned down, digging through his pocket for something, coming up with a white rag. He stopped a moment, looking at the unconscious boy. He was… kinda cute. He smiled, wiping the blood off his eye a moment before sighing. What was he supposed to do? His plan was to try and help the boy with the red hair. Of course, he hadn’t thought of anything past that…. He sighed. He really needed to think things through more.
Ryu- The boy lay silent, sleeping, his face holding little emotion other than sadness and pain. He still said nothing before after a moment he opened his right eye again. “…” well that was close enough to talking… I guess… The red head blinked, looking at the Japanese boy with curious yet sad eyes.
Kit- Ukigumo blinked before smiling. “Glad you’re awake!” He said very cheerily before he smiled brighter and tilted his head slightly. “My name’s yadonashi Ukigumo. And you?” He inquired, still holding the bloody rag. Of course he was pretty much crouched over the redhead who was sitting with back against a wall. Nothing awkward about that…
Ryu- The red head blinked, looking him up and down before a slight pink color covered his cheeks. Shaking his head slightly he looked as the bloody rag and instantly a word came to mind. “Kurimuzon…” he said looking back to the boy that stood *cough* awkwardly over him… He winced slightly gripping his eye before once more passing out under the boy.
Kit- Ukigumo tilted his head slightly, sighing. Fingering the dog-tags, he looked up at the clouds as they poured down on his face. “…I’m trying to help, but I’m not really sure how I’m supposed too…” He murmured. He looked back at the boy, wiping the blood off his face, smiling softly as he sighed again. “…what am I supposed to do Meikin?” He asked to no one in particular. He looked up again as lightning cracked above, frowning. “…not what I had in mind…” He complained. He looked back at the boy, pondering what to do. He didn’t have a house to take them to or anything. Sighing, he shuffled over, squeezing in beside Kurimuzon and pulling him over. “Well I could at least keep him warm.” He mused, smiling to himself. If only Meikin could see this now…
Ryu- It wasn’t long before the boy had wamred up, now clinging to him In his sleep. Only a few hours later did he wake up and blink, blushing brightly as he looked at the Japanese boy. “ Yadonashi-san.” He said tilting his head to one side as he looked at the older boy cerously. He wasn’t used to epople being this nice to him all the time, why was this guy being so…. Friendly. His eye had stopped bleeding a few hours ago but he still didn’t open it.
Kit- “Oh, your awake!” Ukigumo declared happily, oblivious to the awkwardness of awaking to a strange boy hugging you after going unconcious. It would probably spawn many unhealthy thoughts… “How are you feeling?” He purred, still not letting go.
Ryu- He blinked slightly, a shocked look still on his face before he smiled as best he could threw his pain. “Better… thank you.” He said in a shy gentle voice. He was getting used to this boy, and despite never having been fond of people before… he was becoming fond of him already. “Yadonashi-san… Do you mind if I call you by your first name?” he asked shyly looking at the ground slightly.
Kit- “Why no…” He cooed, suddenly pushing up Kurimuzon’s chin slightly till their eyes met. “You can call me whatever you want… Infact, I prefer it.” He purred suggestively, trapping him with one arm and gazing into his eyes mischeivously, temptingly close.
Ryu- Kuri turned dark red, looking into the others eyes he tried to speak but only could manage a light embarrest stummer of words. His back pressed slightly into the wall as he looked into the others eyes. “Uki-kun.” He finaly managed to say threw his embaressment.
Kit- He suddenly looked wide eyed, releasing Kuri as he went to smack his head into a wall repetitively. “Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!” He looked up after thoroughly smashing his brain all to hell, he looked back over his shoulder, blood trickling down his forehead and anime-tears streaming down his face. “Sorry. That….that was my brother talking…” He whimpered before clenching a fist. “Damn his contagious pervertedness!” He swore before clutching his head in pain.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly, still bright red. He took a deep breath, relazing him self before grabbing a rag that just happened to be in his jacket pocket. Moving over he placed it to Uki’s forhead with a gentle smile, not saying a word. His other hand gently placed on his chin as he doctered the would. Stopping once it stopped bleeding he looked at him and finaly spoke. “I don’t mind… Uki-kun.” He said and gave a smile at the end.
Kit- Okigumo blinked at Kuri a moment, watching him before he smiled. “You know, you’re pretty cute.” He said, smiling widely at him. His hand gently caressed the side of Kuri’s face, brushing his hair away from his eye before his smile melted into a concerned frown. “So what happened to you?” He wondered, examining his eye.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then tilted his head with a puzzled look. “I can’t… remember.” He looked away, looking at the ground in sadness. “I just remember waking up under the tree.. with you standing there looking at me with the kindest look I’ve ever seen.” He turned back smiled lightly once more.
Kit- Oki smiled again. “But if you don’t remember, how do you know whether or not it’s the kindest you’ve ever seen?” He asked, head resting on palm as his eyes glinted mischeivously. “And who knows…” He leaned up, faces close to each other. “…maybe my intentions weren’t as kind as you thought.” He purred as a demonic grin swept over his features.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly as once more his cheeks turned a dark red. “I uh.” He said backing away only to stumbled onto his back, once more embarrest.
Kit- He looked slightly shocked again before face-palming. “I-I’m really, really sorry…” He apologized sheepishly before he looked up, noting Kuri’s current expression. He snorted with laughter, trying to hold it in. He generally succeeded. “You….. look so adorable like that…” He teased, trying to hide his wide grin behind his hand.
Ryu- Kuri turned an even darker shade of red before wincing and placing a hand over his eye. “ow…” he mumbled as his head began to throb. He didn’t say any thing as his body took over for him. Slowly he moved to the older boy and clung to him letting out small whimpers of pain as he head his head. “it… hurts.”
Kit- Blinking in surprise, he smiled and hugged Kuri against him, rain battering his black hat and making his white T-shirt cling to him. Leaning over the smaller boy, his eyes softened on him. “Let me see.” He purred, pushing Kuri’s face up. His hand slid across the side of the red-heads face, faces close to touching.
Ryu- He blushed, looking up at the older boy hoping he couldn’t hear the thumping of his heart racing in his chest. Why… why did this guy make him so excited? He winced slightly trying to turn his head away to keep the other from looking at his eye. “But…” he whimpered slightly. “Please…. Don’t hurt me…” he whimpered again with a pure look of innocence.
Kit- Okigumo smirked slightly. “I won’t… unless… you want me too.” He mused, his arms tightening around Kuri’s back, his lips almost brushing with Kuri’s, his eyes half-closed and silently tempting him, the sound of rain echoing off the alley walls and the sound of a lone car off in the distance the only sounds that could be heard.
Ryu- He could only help but turn a darker red. “Uki-kun.” He said his good eye looking away in emmbarresment. He looked back at him before forcing his eye open. A bright blue eye stood out from the red of his red body. After a moment of it being open it began to glow, or so it seemed, and he winced, quickly closing it again. “Uki-kun… It’s.. cold out here.”
Kit- He smiled, letting go before standing up. “Then we should probably find some place out of the rain.” He said calmly, hands shoving in his pockets as he looked down at the smaller boy. “But first…” He pulled up his messenger-bag, digging around before pulling out a roll of bandages, leaning down in front of Kuri and rapping some around his injured eye. “I don’t know what happened, but you really should get that eye taken care of.” He said before smiling again brightly, standing up and offering a hand to him. “Come on.”
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then smiled back and took his hand. Standing he nodded. “Uki-kun… why are you out here alone any way?” he asked tilting his head slightly as he stood closely to his new “friend”
Kit- Oki scratched the side of his face absently as they came out to the main street. “Well….. You see I was running away from home… or…actually, not really my home, I guess. I don’t really have a family, so I’ve sorta been taken in by these foster families for some time, but I’ve never been able to stay with one. I just never really liked any of them… and so here I am. I think this is my…. Twenty-seventh time running away from a home.” He said a bit sheepishly before he smiled brightly. “You’d think they’d get the message by now, but they just keep sending me to other families.” He laughed, smiling like a doofus as if it were nothing at all.
Ryu- He blinked slightly. “I’ll be your family.” He said before smiling at him lightly. “Besides, both of us don’t have any one… and uhm… I… I” he looked away blushing brightly. “well you get the point.” Wow… he is talking way to much.
Kit- He blinked before laughing slightly. “That’s all well and good, but we only just met.” He chuckled lightly. His hand instinctively went to the silver dog-tags around his neck, fingering them thoughtfully. “Actually, I did have someone, once…” He murmured, looking off into space as if remembering something. He suddenly snapped back to reality, shaking his head. “… Of course, that was a long time ago.”
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly then nodded. “What now?” he asked moving to his side.
Kit- “Um…” Oki stopped a moment. “Well…. If you need a place to crash…um……” He thought a moment, contemplating something. “I guess I could go back to the last place I was at….” He considered ruefully. “I mean… what do you wanna do?” He asked, watching Kuri curiously.
Ryu- Kuri blinked slightly. “I don’t mind.” He said calmly as he looked at him. He didn’t really care, he just wanted to be with him, alone or not.
Kit- “Um…okay…” He said, rubbing the back of his neck a bit nervously. He started walking before they came to a residential district, coming across a typical Japanese house. Stepping up to the door, he gulped before hitting the buzzer. A moment passed before the door opened and a woman stared at them wide eyed. “Uh… hello, Hana-san….” Oki said sheepishly, waving mildly. She gwauked stupidly for a moment before a swift fist knocked over the top of his head. “Where have you been?!” She snarled, glaring furiously. “Running off and disappearing like that. Do you have any idea how worried everyone was? All this running away…what’s wrong with you?” She demanded. Rubbing the back of his head, he chuckled nervously. “Um…hehe…yeah…I can’t tell you how incredibly sorry I am… but uh…listen…there’s this kid…” He said, motioning to Kuri. “…I found him on the street and he needs a place to rest. His eye’s hurt so he can’t see and he lost his memory. Could he maybe…?” He trailed off before the woman gave a sigh, waving them in. “Come on in.” She conceded. Okigumo visibly relaxed, motioning for Kuri to enter first.
Ryu- Kuri seemed nervoise, moving in infront of him as he placed a hand on his bandaged eye with a slight whimper. He glanced at Uki with an unsure look. Looking back at Hana he followed her inside the building. He had a bad felling about something, though he wasn’t quite sure what it was.
Kit- (ts)Hana set down a tray of tea, setting down each of the cups for the others around the table before sighing. She looked at Kuri for a moment, studying him carefully. She shook her head and looked back at Ukigumo. “Yadonashi, I understand that you wanted to help out this boy, but why come back here? You ran away, so…” Ukigumo smiled sheepishly. “I didn’t have anywhere else to take him.” He blinked a moment. “Besides, he just looked so cute. I couldn’t resist trying to help.” Hana sighed hopelessely, shaking her head. “Why do you keep running away, anyways?” She asked, concern edging her voice. “Why did you run away from us?” Ukigumo looked at her, something dark in his eyes. “Because you’re not my family.” He retorted simply as he fingered the silver dog-tags, studying her as they both stared at each other a moment until Hana finally sighed again, shaking her head worriedly. “Well, who is this boy then?” She asked. “Well, other than being called Kurimuzon, there’s not much to tell.” He said, brightening suddenly.
Ryu- Kuri had picked up one of the tea cups while they had been talking, looking into the cup at his reflexion he has nothing to add to the conversation. He didn’t like talking except for with Uki. With out a word he closed his eye and took a sip of the tea. Moving it back from his mouth he looked back into it at his reflesion. “Uki-kun…” he finally said looking over at the old boy with a cerouse look. “Why is it I have red hair… and pail skin.. but you have black.. and darker skin?” he asked like a clueless child.
Kit- Ukigumo looked over at Kuri quizzically, thinking a moment. “Um… well… I guess it’s just cause your probably not Japanese or anything. I mean… it’s not like its unusual or anything.” He thought aloud. “Actually, your pretty cute the way you are.” He purred, eyes softening as they rested on Kuri. A knock rang at the door before Hana moved to open it, Ukigumo’s eyes never leaving her. She opened the door before welcoming a pair of men inside. “Yadonashi, it’s Mr. Hayabusa. He’s here to see you.” She announced. Uki abruptly stood up from his seat, glaring at the dark haired man before him who simply looked over. “Yadonashi, if you’d come with me to the next room, I’d like to speak with you in private.” He growled, a rather menacing man indeed. Uki looked back at Kuri before reluctantly following, disappearing into one of the other rooms. Hana picked up the empty tea cups before moving to the kitchen. “Excuse me, young man. I’m going to go make something to eat.” She said quietly, bowing before she vanished.
“This is ridiculous. Running away again. Just what did you think you were doing?” Mr. Hayabusa demanded. Uki didn’t answer, instead sitting as he examined the silver dog-tags on his neck. “Answer me, damnit!” The man snarled, only earning a glare from Uki. He snorted. “So what? You have some sort of justification for your actions?” He demanded, not getting a response. They were silent for a long moment, tension filling the air thickly before the man snorted. “Who’s the boy?” He demanded, making Uki flinch slightly. Mr. Hayabusa studied him as he refused to answer. “This has to do with Meikin, doesn’t it?” Mr. Hayabusa demanded. Uki’s hand tightened around the dog-tags as his eyes narrowed. “It does, doesn’t it?”
Ryu- Kuri had closed his eyes, some how managing to hear the conversation from his seat in the other room. “Meikin?” he asked to himself in a whisper. His red eye opened and looked back at his reflection. “Who am I…?” he mumbled placing the cup down before placing his hands over his face. He heard a loud screech before everything went black and he collapsed to the floor with a soft thud.
“We’re losing him!” he heard someone say as a rhythmic beeping echoed in the back ground.
“Don’t die on us now boy…” he heard another voice say.
“It’s no good he’s going into shock!”
“Keep him alive no matter what the cost, I wont loose all that funding for this project so easily.”
“Cool him down!”
“Someone get docter !@#@!$$$$@!” he couldn’t make out the name it sounded foreign.
After that he only heard the sound of mumbling as the beeping rythem got more steady.
Kit- “Mr. Hayabusa, Yadonashi, come quick!” Hana cried. Ukigumo was up instantly and ran to the main room, where Hana was leaning over an unconscious Kuri. “What happened?” Uki demanded. “I-I don’t know! He just suddenly… collapsed.” Hana cried hysterically. Uki ushered Hana back and examined him carefully before whipping around to look at Hayabusa, the man stepping in behind him. “We should probably take him to a hospital and make sure he’s alright.” He suggested before noticing a dangerous glint in Uki’s cerulean eyes. “No. You won’t.” He growled dangerously, positioned between Mr. Hayabusa and Kuri. “He just passed out. I think his well being is more important than your grudges, don’t you?” Mr. Hayabusa inquired, taking a step towards him, only to be stopped by Uki. The older man studied him before smirking slightly. “Fine. Have it your way, then. Just remember, this boy, Kurimuzen or whatever his name is, he isn’t Meikin, even if you want to delude yourself.” He sneered before turning and leaving.
Ryu- It wasn’t long before Kuri opened his eyes, before shooting up with a loud yelp of both fear and pain. He covered his bandaged eye with his hand, a look of pain covering his face before he looked up, noticing Uki. “Uki….” He whimpered, trying to move to Uki’s side. He removed his hand from his eye revealing blood stains on the bandages. “Uki-kun… I don’t feel… well..” he said painting slightly.
Kit- Uki’s eyes widened slightly before he pulled the youth closer to him, pushing his face up. “Your eye is bleeding again…” He breathed. Hana held a hand to her chest in shock and moved towards them. “Perhaps Mr. Hayabusa was right. We should have him taken to a hospital.” She suggested caringly. Uki thought a moment, staring off to the side before looking up again. “We have to go.” He murmured, slinging his bag over his shoulder and pulling Kuri up by one arm. “What?” Hana exclaimed. Without answering, he pulled Kuri out the door and ran down the street, pulling the red-head along.
Ryu- Kuri looked at him calmly. “Uki-san…” he said as he followed without hesitation. “Thank you.” He was smiling at him lightly, running along with him down the street. The head ache was fading as well as the pain in his eye.
Kit- “Yeah, but we aren’t out of the woods yet…” He mused joyacly, dragging him down an alley away from the main road, weaving out of sight. He finally stopped when he couldn’t run anymore, leaning on his knees to catch his breath as the rain pattered down on his hat and his clothes. He chuckled lightly, huffing as he looked up at Kuri, smiling brightly. “We should be safe here.” He panted.
Ryu- Kuri placed his arms around Uki gently trying to hold back his tears. “I’m scared Uki-kun… I don’t want them to talk me.” He said as his grip tightened slightly. “I don’t want to help them.. and I don’t want to die! I want to be with you Uki-kun!” he said as tears dripped down his face.
Kit- Uki looked at Kuri softly, something like sorrow showing in his eyes. Without warning he grabbed each of Kuri’s wrists and advanced, pinning the shorter red-head to the wall behind him(insert fan-girl squeal here), his eyes meeting with Kuri’s. “I won’t let them take you away. Not from me, not ever. I won’t let anything happen to you like…” he trailed off, taking on a distant, thoughtful look, his grip tightening around Kuri’s wrists.
Ryu- Kuri blushed as he was pinned, not saying anything at the sudden aggressiveness. “Uki-san…” he said blushed at he looked up at the older boy. “I…I…I think.. I love you…” he turned a darker red as he looked away, hoping the older boy wouldn’t discard him after hearing this.
Kit: Uki studied him for a long time, eyes peering into the short boy’s like he was searching his soul. One hand released his wrists as he pushed Kuri’s head to face him, eyes locked before his lips met Kuri’s, pressing up against him tantalizingly, his bag falling to the ground, hips pressed against the other male.
Ryu- Kuri gasped slightly with shock before he closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss. A light blush crossed his cheeks as he was pressed aggansed. “Uki…san.” He stammered shortly after there lips has pulled away from the deep long kiss.
Kit- Uki looked deep into Kuri’s eyes for a moment, still trapping the poor red-head. “If there’s anyone left in this world I can share my heart with, it’s you alone.” He hissed, lips pressing together again. He ground his hips against the others’, clothes and skin dripping wet from rain, one wrist still trapped by his hold and his other hand barring escape, the only sound the light pattering of water drops on pavement.
Ryu- The Uke closed his eyes once more, letting the older seme do what he wished. Opening his eyes once more as there lips came apart he smiled. “Uki-san… I need to tell you something… that I remembered.” He said calmly.
Kit- Uki’s eyes instantly met Kuri’s, his hold on the uke’s wrist tightening slightly, his clothes clinging to his body. Surprisingly, he was really scrawny for how tall he was, which hadn’t been as visible till now. Leaning forward, chests pressed flush against each other, he leaned his head on Kuri’s shoulder. “What?”
Ryu- “I met Meikin… We… we were in the same experiments.” He said looking away with a sad look. “I remembered when I passed out. We had been taken by some doctor to become a WMD for the Japanese military… The last thing and one of the only few things I remember… I was in an experiment when I almost died… but someone saved me… I think… I think it was Meikin… He had been given healing powers of some sort…”
Kit- Uki’s eyes widened slightly, releasing Kuri as he backed away in shock, his hand resting over his face as he backed into the brick wall opposite of the one where Kuri had been pinned a moment earlier, looking paler. “…Meikin?” He whimpered through his fingers. “…you knew…. About Meikin… and that means that it was true…you’re not him….” He murmured dejectedly. “..Even if you look similar….I feel so stupid now….”
Ryu- Kuri looked away. “I’m sorry… Uki-san… Meikin… He died… “ he said pulling into a ball as he spoke. Tears dripped down his cheeks once more. “They killed him.. when he escaped to come and see you. And now… there after me…” he looked away weakly before his body collapsed to the wet cold ground.
Kit- Ukigumo sighed, looking skyward as raindrops fell on his face, pulling off his cap and running his fingers through his dusty blue-black hair. I knew that Meikin was dead… I knew that…but… He looked down at Kuri a moment, feeling a bit lost. He isn’t Meikin….but even so…I can’t leave and just let those guys do whatever they want with him… Meikin wouldn’t want that… He fingered the dog tag, holding it up to look at it and smiled at the etching in the silver metal before stepping over to the red-head, pulling him up to carry him piggy-back style. Smiling as he looked at him over his shoulder, he started trekking down the alley.///Akaimetaka crouched on one of the ruined buildings of Tappikaitei, the wind from the Tsugaru Straight tickling his face and making his hair flutter slightly. Brushing his hair away from his face, he peered over the landscape before turning and dropping down a hole in the ceiling before weaving down a jungle of concrete and rubble, jumping down to the bottom where several figures waited in a larger room, sitting leisurely. Each person had white, silver, grayish, or almost white-blond hair. Akaimetaka himself had steel-silver hair and blood-red eyes. Despite his eyes not being part of the four major color groups, it wasn’t considered a hybrid color, which was a new, rare trait now seen in some people. It was odd. No one knew how it had happened, but people had started turning up with colors in their hair and eyes that wasn’t natural, but that they had been born with. Things like purple eyes or green hair. It was believed that it was due to a genetic mutation, though there was no solid evidence. Either way it was a very rare trait. Of course, having ‘red’ eyes was considered to be brown with a much more red tint, so it wasn’t considered a ‘hybrid’ color. He smiled, eyes glittering behind his sun glasses as he looked over the group. “Signal from lookout twelve. No sign of anyone.”
“So then, that means they’ve retreated for now.” Another young male said, adjusting his glasses. He was a boy in his mid-teens with pure white hair that had a very slight blue tint and forest green eyes. “And your sure that they’re all gone?” He asked carefully.
“Of course. It was a member of my team who reported it.” Akaimetaka fake-pouted.
“Either way, we still have to be on our toes. There’s no telling what the enemy is planning, and we have to keep watch on the other gangs’ activities as well.” Sneered a boy with gun-metal gray hair and eyes, face resting on palm as he sat leisurely across a pile of stones. “Of course, things will no doubt be interesting. What do you think, Kumo?” He asked, his stone-colored gaze resting on a silver-haired boy in a baggy striped shirt.
Ryu- Kumo looked over, an emotionless look across his face as if he had just been day dreaming or something. “There not coming back.” He said with an almost creepy smile on his face. Looking away he stared off into the distance again. “There going to die… when they run into.. Kuri.” He chuckled at the name. He looked over again. “But I wonder… How will he kill them?” he gave another grin, he seemed almost high.
Kit- The steel-eyed boy blinked. “Kuri?” He looked at the others. “Who’s Kuri? Someone I should know about?” He inquired quizzically. Adjusting his glasses as his hair overshadowed his face, the snow white haired boy thought a moment. “I believe that this…Kuri… is someone we have yet to meet but who we will meet. Rather soon, I’m guessing. Kumo has showed signs of premonitions before.” He thought aloud.
“So does that mean that this…Kuri is bad news for us, too?” The steel-eye wondered.
“Can’t really be sure. Either way, I’ll have to report this to our Lordess.” The snow-haired boy said, standing.
“You do that, Aki-chan.” Akaimetaka cheered.
“One: I wasn’t born in autumn, and two: I’m not a girl. It’s Akira to you.” The snow-haired boy corrected indignantly, glaring at Akaimetaka.
“Awe…don’t act so mean, Aki-chan.” He toyed.
“I will have you demoted.” Akira threatened. “Now, if your done acting like a gay monkey, then I’ll be reporting to the Lordess now.” He growled.
“Technically it would be hawk. If you’re talking about gay monkey’s, then that’d probably be Ginyaen.” Akaimetaka retorted childishly.
“I’d watch your tongue, baka taka.” The steel eyed boy hissed venomously.
Ryu- Kumo laughed at them hisaricly. “Kuri is no thret. He will help us.. not sure how.” He chuckled and stood looking at them. “Osama-chan is coming.” He smiled just seconds before the door opened. A girl with silver hair and almost glowing green eyes walked in. “Whats all this arguing about.”she said with a gentle smiled.
Kit- “Kumo predicted that someone named Kuri is going to come and kill the gang from Aomori, no doubt soon since he also said that they wouldn’t be coming back.” Akira stated calmly.
“And the baka-taka is running his mouth again.” Ginyaen hissed, narrowing his eyes threateningly.
“I can’t help it if the douseiaisha-saru can’t keep it to himself.” Akaimetaka said, shrugging innocently. He ducked just in time to dodge a flying rock courtesy of Ginyaen.
“I’ll frickin’ kill you, you damn idiot!” He snarled.
“Nya-nya, gay monkey!” Akaimetaka teased, scaling up into the upper ruins with a very pissed Ginyaen climbing after him with the skill of a monkey. He really did earn his title…
Ryu- The two were instantly grabbed by Gin who pinned them down. “Don’t make me punish you two.” She said in a dark evil tone. Kumo let out a snicker before he started to laugh histaricly./// Kuri yawned slightly as he opened his eyes finaly before notcing he was on Uki’s shoulders. “…Uki-san..” he mumbled tiredly. “What… what happened?”
Kit- “But I can’t help but make fun of the douseiaisha-saru. I mean, it is true.” He said innocently.
“I swear to god, I will kill you!” Ginyaen snarled. “And you! Stop laughing!” He commanded, turning sharply towards Kumo.///Uki looked over his shoulder at the red-headed boy. “Oh, you’re awake.” He mused. “Well uh… not much besides running from every military and law enforcement…er…force… there is from Tokyo to the Tsugura Straight while you were napping. So you enjoying the ride or…is it just me?” He asked, a demonic smirk crossing his features.
Ryu- Gin sighed slightly in response too the two. "Now now, what kinda of group can't get alone. This will only make us weak and give our enemy a chance to attack at the weak link. Now then." she dropped the two misbehaving boys and turned to Kumo. "Who is this Kuri?" she asked crossing her arms. Kumo smiled. "Kuri is a boy who is very very special... he will change the world as we know it." he said smiling lightly. "Our opponents are after that power... in fact every group is..."/// "I'm sorry... I'm just a hindrance..." he mumbled looking away in shame.