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👅💦👨🏻FELIZ NAVIDADDY 👨🏻👅💦🧑🎄⁉️ARE YOU READY TO GET YOUR JINGLE BALLS ROCKED ⁉️ 🎄today we celebrate jesus first CUMMING 😩 and encourage his second 💦 🧑🎄prepare to be FILLED 😩 with holiday cheer😉 you’ve heard of ELF ON THE SHELF 🧝🏼♂️ but get ready to REARRANGE HER 🤶🏽😵💫 UNDER THE MANGER 🐪🍃👅 santa’s got a BIG 😮 SWEET 🍭STICKY 💧🍯 CANDY CANE 🍬to put under your tree not only is santa claus coming to town 🏘️ but he’s also PENETRATING 👉🏼👌🏼the CHIMNEY 🕳️ 💨 and CUMMING ON ME ☃️ so don’t come a KNOCKIN 🤰🏻if the sleighs a ROCKIN 🛷😩 if you’ve got the cookie 🍪👅 santa’s got the MILK 🍼💦 and santa is HUNG 🍆‼️like the ornaments ‼️on your tree 🎄❓SO ASK YOURSELF ❓will you be TOPPING 😜👆🏼your tree this year or BOTTOMING? 😋 👇🏼 send this to 1️⃣0️⃣ of your SLUTTIEST ELVES 🧝🏼♀️🧝🏼♂️👅 to receive a WHITE 🍼💦 christmas 😩🧑🎄 if you don’t get 1️⃣0️⃣ back get ready for santa’s 👅🪨ROCK HARD🪨👅 coal 😵💫
[ your time to shine, crane ]
[ your time to shine, crane ]
👅💦👨🏻FELIZ NAVIDADDY 👨🏻👅💦🧑🎄⁉️ARE YOU READY TO GET YOUR JINGLE BALLS ROCKED ⁉️ 🎄today we celebrate jesus first CUMMING 😩 and encourage his second 💦 🧑🎄prepare to be FILLED 😩 with holiday cheer😉 you’ve heard of ELF ON THE SHELF 🧝🏼♂️ but get ready to REARRANGE HER 🤶🏽😵💫 UNDER THE MANGER 🐪🍃👅 santa’s got a BIG 😮 SWEET 🍭STICKY 💧🍯 CANDY CANE 🍬to put under your tree not only is santa claus coming to town 🏘️ but he’s also PENETRATING 👉🏼👌🏼the CHIMNEY 🕳️ 💨 and CUMMING ON ME ☃️ so don’t come a KNOCKIN 🤰🏻if the sleighs a ROCKIN 🛷😩 if you’ve got the cookie 🍪👅 santa’s got the MILK 🍼💦 and santa is HUNG 🍆‼️like the ornaments ‼️on your tree 🎄❓SO ASK YOURSELF ❓will you be TOPPING 😜👆🏼your tree this year or BOTTOMING? 😋 👇🏼 send this to 1️⃣0️⃣ of your SLUTTIEST ELVES 🧝🏼♀️🧝🏼♂️👅 to receive a WHITE 🍼💦 christmas 😩🧑🎄 if you don’t get 1️⃣0️⃣ back get ready for santa’s 👅🪨ROCK HARD🪨👅 coal 😵💫
(HE'S SENDING IT RIGHT BACK)
(HE'S SENDING IT RIGHT BACK)
Edited 2023-12-26 13:19 (UTC)
(A chain message... With the name alone, he understands how this curse works now. He'll be sure to remember this. )
I am! 🙌 🥳 That's why I returned ↩↩↩ the favor. 😘🫶🤗
I wonder 🧐 how❓❔ much I'll get 🎁. 1️⃣ piece 🧩 is no good 🙅👎.
I am! 🙌 🥳 That's why I returned ↩↩↩ the favor. 😘🫶🤗
I wonder 🧐 how❓❔ much I'll get 🎁. 1️⃣ piece 🧩 is no good 🙅👎.
350 for small pieces.
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And for bigger ones?
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And for bigger ones?
(Good. He was hoping he wouldn't have to explain much if at all.)
It's surprisingly hard to find a smith in this city.
(Well, he's found a few outside options and no doubt, LILITH probably has their own way of handling things but given his condition... he's been picky. He wants to find someone he can truly trust with his blade.)
For regular maintenance, I can handle myself if necessary.
For larger things, however...
(For repairs. For emergencies. For when he isn't enough by himself.)
It's surprisingly hard to find a smith in this city.
(Well, he's found a few outside options and no doubt, LILITH probably has their own way of handling things but given his condition... he's been picky. He wants to find someone he can truly trust with his blade.)
For regular maintenance, I can handle myself if necessary.
For larger things, however...
(For repairs. For emergencies. For when he isn't enough by himself.)
[ he's an alien. he's seen different kinds of aliens. ]
Maintenance, too, is only what I can offer.
As for repairs ...
[ hm, no. he'll be stabbed at this point if he does. ]
I'm afraid the person I know of has put down the hammer to take up the sword.
Whether or not he'll take up to request, I cannot guarantee.
Maintenance, too, is only what I can offer.
As for repairs ...
[ hm, no. he'll be stabbed at this point if he does. ]
I'm afraid the person I know of has put down the hammer to take up the sword.
Whether or not he'll take up to request, I cannot guarantee.
My, are you offering to take care of me?
(He's teasing. But also... noted because sometimes you need a spa treatment day.)
What better craftsman than one who understands his tools?
(Being able to use a sword sounds like a plus if you ask him.)
If we don't know the answer, we ask.
And if he refuses, he refuses.
After all, the point of caring for something is because you want to.
(He can't force anyone to care. He doesn't want someone who doesn't care for him to handle him either.)
(He's teasing. But also... noted because sometimes you need a spa treatment day.)
What better craftsman than one who understands his tools?
(Being able to use a sword sounds like a plus if you ask him.)
If we don't know the answer, we ask.
And if he refuses, he refuses.
After all, the point of caring for something is because you want to.
(He can't force anyone to care. He doesn't want someone who doesn't care for him to handle him either.)
[ On Christmas morning, a drone visits your character's dorm room and drops a package by their door. Once they touch the package, a chip will interact with their implant and a message will be projected in their vision:
Dear Tsurumaru Kuninaga,
LILITH wishes you a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. We're expecting great things for you in the coming here. Make sure you don't disappoint.
Yours Sincerely,
LILITH
Inside that package, they will find a tiny Tsurumaru Kuninaga keychain.]
Dear Tsurumaru Kuninaga,
LILITH wishes you a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. We're expecting great things for you in the coming here. Make sure you don't disappoint.
Yours Sincerely,
LILITH
Inside that package, they will find a tiny Tsurumaru Kuninaga keychain.]
[ everyone's tired from the fight but who's to say they can't celebrate certain traditions in this world.
tsurumaru's going to receive a message in the form of a bright red hongbao (because cash doesn't work here, w/e). when he opens it, it'll contain around 10,000 kryptos because it's easier this way for my brain. also, he doesn't know if crane is older than him, so it's fine. ]
In my world, it's tradition to give red envelopes to wish one another a safe and peaceful year.
May you continue to have wonderful blessings!
tsurumaru's going to receive a message in the form of a bright red hongbao (because cash doesn't work here, w/e). when he opens it, it'll contain around 10,000 kryptos because it's easier this way for my brain. also, he doesn't know if crane is older than him, so it's fine. ]
In my world, it's tradition to give red envelopes to wish one another a safe and peaceful year.
May you continue to have wonderful blessings!
[ Elan is the one confused. Why is he explaining gravity to an Earthian and is Tsurumaru not going to ask why he's in his inbox in the first place? Well, okay. ]
it's a mysterious force! a draw that can't be resisted!!
before you know it
you're falling
you could call it love~
it's a mysterious force! a draw that can't be resisted!!
before you know it
you're falling
you could call it love~
(He loves social interaction. He isn't going to complain or question it... but he will question gravity.)
I see.
So that's what people call it these days.
My, and that's what you have?
(Two forces drawn together. An attraction. Falling in love. He gets it. He gets it!!!)
I see.
So that's what people call it these days.
My, and that's what you have?
(Two forces drawn together. An attraction. Falling in love. He gets it. He gets it!!!)
(... Aki doesn't strike him as the type to make careless mistakes.)
You should take care of yourself.
(Even if he likes Aki's hair. Maybe it's best to not let it get too long and unruly.)
If you look good, you'll feel good.
Are you thinking of cutting it now?
(It's a strange hour...)
You should take care of yourself.
(Even if he likes Aki's hair. Maybe it's best to not let it get too long and unruly.)
If you look good, you'll feel good.
Are you thinking of cutting it now?
(It's a strange hour...)
(It's more the warmth that gives Aki away than the color. How cute, he thinks, and he braces himself to support Aki's weight. He may be shorter and certainly on the thinner side but he's still strong. He can easily support him and he leads the way, careful to make sure Aki doesn't stumble over any steps or ledges they may cross.
There are things he could say right now. He could certainly tease him and make things worse, but he has some mercy.)
Did you have fun?
(He's certainly had plenty to drink.)
There are things he could say right now. He could certainly tease him and make things worse, but he has some mercy.)
Did you have fun?
(He's certainly had plenty to drink.)
[ Given how drunk he is, it's surprising how capable of walking and climbing steps Aki is; clearly, this isn't the first time he's wandered around drunk or had to make his way home. He might get a taxi back at home, but the bar to the base wasn't that far. He just sighs softly, letting himself relax into Tsurumaru's hold.
... Fun? He hums a little, trying to think. ]
Yuwon-san failed to get drunk, no matter how much we had... [ He shakes his head. ] And I still remember.
... Fun? He hums a little, trying to think. ]
Yuwon-san failed to get drunk, no matter how much we had... [ He shakes his head. ] And I still remember.
Yuwon-san is no fun.
(It's personal, OK. Yuwon manhandled him in December and Tsurumaru Kuninaga has never forgiven him. As he guides him through the base, he keeps his voice quiet to not draw attention to them or disturb anyone,)
Were you trying to forget something?
(Was he drinking because he was depressed... what upset him...
But they arrive at his room and he waits for Aki to open the door first. It's not like Tsurumaru has a key or anything.)
(It's personal, OK. Yuwon manhandled him in December and Tsurumaru Kuninaga has never forgiven him. As he guides him through the base, he keeps his voice quiet to not draw attention to them or disturb anyone,)
Were you trying to forget something?
(Was he drinking because he was depressed... what upset him...
But they arrive at his room and he waits for Aki to open the door first. It's not like Tsurumaru has a key or anything.)
He's fine.
[ Aki has no idea about any of that, so he's just... Existing. He wobbles a little when he gets to the door, reaching out to unlock it and slip inside. It's barely decorated, the only thing present being the sword leaning against a wall that Aki ignores.
Walking over to the bed, he slumps down. ]
Yeah. I died.
[ Aki has no idea about any of that, so he's just... Existing. He wobbles a little when he gets to the door, reaching out to unlock it and slip inside. It's barely decorated, the only thing present being the sword leaning against a wall that Aki ignores.
Walking over to the bed, he slumps down. ]
Yeah. I died.
(Most rooms in this base feel empty. He's chanced glances into a few that are much more full of life and personality but he's seen plenty that offer little about their occupants, too. He supposes Aki is one of them.
He helps guide Aki over to the bed and then sits beside him. He's still here for Aki to lean on, after all.)
... In your world?
(Not here. That wouldn't make sense.)
He helps guide Aki over to the bed and then sits beside him. He's still here for Aki to lean on, after all.)
... In your world?
(Not here. That wouldn't make sense.)
Mm.
[ If it were anyone else, he would be far less forthcoming, even when drunk, but he trusts Tsurumaru. They've spent enough time together that he thinks he understands him, a little, and he's willing to share a little more of himself. They're friends, aren't they? They've been partners, they've worked together.
He shakes his head, lifting his hand to tug the hairband off his topknot. ]
I only had two years left anyway, but I died. Turned into a Fiend.
[ If it were anyone else, he would be far less forthcoming, even when drunk, but he trusts Tsurumaru. They've spent enough time together that he thinks he understands him, a little, and he's willing to share a little more of himself. They're friends, aren't they? They've been partners, they've worked together.
He shakes his head, lifting his hand to tug the hairband off his topknot. ]
I only had two years left anyway, but I died. Turned into a Fiend.
(Only 2 years left anyway and then having it cut off even shorter than that. He could say something about how short human lives are and how surprisingly they can end but this doesn't seem appropriate and there's something else he here that catches his attention,)
A fiend?
(This is a chance to talk about how he dies. How he died. If he wants.)
A fiend?
(This is a chance to talk about how he dies. How he died. If he wants.)
(He doesn't move. He lets Aki lean onto him and he even adjusts his position a bit to try and make it a little more comfortable for him. After a moment, he reaches up to brush Aki's hair with his fingers.
Voice calm, speaking patiently, gently coaxing Aki to speak but only if he wants to,)
You're a Devil Hunter.
(He's heard that a few times but he still doesn't really understand.)
Voice calm, speaking patiently, gently coaxing Aki to speak but only if he wants to,)
You're a Devil Hunter.
(He's heard that a few times but he still doesn't really understand.)
Life is full of surprises. (Fingers brushing through hair, untangling, smoothing out, trying to brush away some of the tension,) And death is the final one of all.
But you're alive right now.
(Fingers still and Tsurumaru inhales,)
You're warm.
(Definitely alive next to him.)
But you're alive right now.
(Fingers still and Tsurumaru inhales,)
You're warm.
(Definitely alive next to him.)
(A Gun Devil. A Fox Devil and now that he understands... he looks at the sword across the room quietly. A Sword Devil? And in the interrogation... a Future Devil? Things he makes note of for now but for now, he shifts some and gently pushes Aki down, guiding him to rest his head on his lap,)
You've had a surprising night. You should rest.
(Brushing his hair still,)
And in the morning, if you still want to, we can cut your hair.
You've had a surprising night. You should rest.
(Brushing his hair still,)
And in the morning, if you still want to, we can cut your hair.
You shouldn't make decisions now.
(He won't let Aki decide anything in his current state.)
Mhm. For now, you still have it.
(A "tomorrow," that is. When Aki looks up at him, he looks down back at him. He's as calm as ever, expression relaxed and he stops brushing Aki's hair for a moment to wipe at his eye,)
Shall I leave you alone?
(He won't let Aki decide anything in his current state.)
Mhm. For now, you still have it.
(A "tomorrow," that is. When Aki looks up at him, he looks down back at him. He's as calm as ever, expression relaxed and he stops brushing Aki's hair for a moment to wipe at his eye,)
Shall I leave you alone?
Then I'll stay.
(It's as easy as that and he won't let Aki's mind wander too far into the dark because no sooner than he speaks does he start to sing. He has a good voice, calming and soft but full of quiet emotion,)
Don't cry, don't cry, go to sleep.
Or the monsters will come and take you away.
(It's as easy as that and he won't let Aki's mind wander too far into the dark because no sooner than he speaks does he start to sing. He has a good voice, calming and soft but full of quiet emotion,)
Don't cry, don't cry, go to sleep.
Or the monsters will come and take you away.
(Good, he thinks and his voice only grows warmer. Of course, he loves surprising people so to hear that makes him happy.
He only continues to sing. The song is old, quite traditional, and if one really listens to the lyrics... aren't they a little sad? But most lullabies are like that, right?
But he'll keep singing, brushing Aki's hair, staying still as he keeps watch over him.
Whether it be children,
warriors,
or the dead,
he'll always keep watch.)
He only continues to sing. The song is old, quite traditional, and if one really listens to the lyrics... aren't they a little sad? But most lullabies are like that, right?
But he'll keep singing, brushing Aki's hair, staying still as he keeps watch over him.
Whether it be children,
warriors,
or the dead,
he'll always keep watch.)
let's say April 6th. THIS TIME WITHOUT HITTING ENTER TOO SOON.
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the_fourteenth
2024-04-14 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[When returning to his room, Tsurumaru will find a package outside his door, a small white box tied with some simple twine. Inside are a few freshly baked doriyaki.
No card or anything else identifying can be found, but there's a good chance they come from the boy who isn't good with his words, but has been spending some of his preciously minimal free time learning to bake in the base's kitchen area.]
No card or anything else identifying can be found, but there's a good chance they come from the boy who isn't good with his words, but has been spending some of his preciously minimal free time learning to bake in the base's kitchen area.]
[Oh. He wasn't expecting that.]
I did, yes. The medics said things are looking much better.
[There's a pause while he thinks of what to say next.]
It's no excuse, but they said the way I had been acting had been contributed to by the rift. I still want to apologize for the way I acted.
I did, yes. The medics said things are looking much better.
[There's a pause while he thinks of what to say next.]
It's no excuse, but they said the way I had been acting had been contributed to by the rift. I still want to apologize for the way I acted.
[This poor kid was electrocuted so many times. LILITH was pretty concerned about him.]
I did get some rest. The healing nanobots were eventually able to help.
[Both his, and Yuji's. Thank you, helpful little nanobots.]
I am pretty much cleared, but they want me to check in once a week for a few weeks to run some tests just in case.
I did get some rest. The healing nanobots were eventually able to help.
[Both his, and Yuji's. Thank you, helpful little nanobots.]
I am pretty much cleared, but they want me to check in once a week for a few weeks to run some tests just in case.
I won't miss them. Thanks for the concern.
[Is he not upset... Raidou is embarrassed about his behavior, but Tsurumaru didn't get hurt or anything. Water under the bridge, then?]
What did you have in mind?
What did you have in mind?
I'm not sure I'm very representative of most kids my age.
[There's a pause because he has to come up with things he can do with other people. He's still new to both leisure activities and activities with another person.]
Do you like hikes?
Do you like hikes?
Alright. If the weather is nice and they give me the okay, then.
The trees are looking great this time of year.
The trees are looking great this time of year.
(He's going to zoom over to the kitchen. He wants to try these puffed crispy rice marshmallow treats. His image of things is going to be totally thrown off.
He's totally ready.)
He's totally ready.)
[ dw tsuru-chan you're in the extremely capable hands of a certified sensei
he is gonna teach you how to make the most delicious marshmallow rice krispies you'll ever have the pleasure of trying in your young old life. ]
he is gonna teach you how to make the most delicious marshmallow rice krispies you'll ever have the pleasure of trying in your young old life. ]
[ has he seen the word American spelled out? yes. does he care to recall it properly right now? nope. it’s fine, snack man understands.
probably. ]
if you had to pick some to take back to tokyo, which would you opt for most? the kit-kats here are too boring to consider.
probably. ]
if you had to pick some to take back to tokyo, which would you opt for most? the kit-kats here are too boring to consider.
[Sorry, Tsurumaru. Sometime on the same day as this...]
Oy, Jiji!
Japan's legal drinking age is 20!
[You got his boyfriend drunk!]
Oy, Jiji!
Japan's legal drinking age is 20!
[You got his boyfriend drunk!]
[WHAT THE HELL?! IT'S IN YOUR FUCKING EYE!! YOU'RE ALWAYS ON CALL!! PICK UP!!
... later.]
FOR BUYING, OWNING, AND DRINKING!!
... later.]
FOR BUYING, OWNING, AND DRINKING!!
[Oh right, this guy's OLD.]
They let teenagers drink in your time?
They let teenagers drink in your time?
[... right.]
You could've helped him without alcohol!
You could've helped him without alcohol!
He probably didn't want you to worry about him.
[It still meant Tsurumaru was the responsible adult in that situation and should've laid down the rule...]
Better. He's sleeping.
[It still meant Tsurumaru was the responsible adult in that situation and should've laid down the rule...]
Better. He's sleeping.
Yeah. He went through a lot.
[Here, have the room number.]
How bad did you get fucked up?
[Here, have the room number.]
How bad did you get fucked up?
(Give him some time and later, Bakugo will hear a tap tap tapping at the door. There will be three white hummingbirds on the ground, a plastic shopping bag with sports drinks, water, and miscellaneous baked goods from one of the hotel buffets for the two of them. It's a care-slash-apology package.)
From the alcohol?
I don't remember. ⭐
(He does.)
From the alcohol?
I don't remember. ⭐
(He does.)
[Bakugo glances at the door, half-expecting to see Tsurumaru behind the panel when he opens it. But instead it's just the humming bird drones that seem to be pretty popular with people. He's never gotten one, mostly because...
Anyways, he's taking the bag of food.]
I'll treat you the next time we eat together.
[He accepts the bag, but is still gonna pay Tsurumaru back regardless.]
I meant the fucking worm.
Anyways, he's taking the bag of food.]
I'll treat you the next time we eat together.
[He accepts the bag, but is still gonna pay Tsurumaru back regardless.]
I meant the fucking worm.
Like hell! You sound fine!
[Well he was but someone had to point it out.]
[Well he was but someone had to point it out.]
[Sometime after the team arrives back on base, but before they head out to Okinawa, a small box is left outside of Tsurumaru's door. There is no name, but there is a note inside.
Before the trip to Las Vegas became what it was, I had bought souvenirs with what I promise were good intentions. I thought maybe about getting rid of them, but figured I would leave that for you to decide. Keep it if you like, but I won't be offended if it wasn't exactly a trip you want to remember.
I don't even know if these are useable. I just thought they were cute. Enjoy.
The note is signed with Raidou's full title. Inside the box are two decks of teeny playing cards. He felt like Tsuru would appreciate the novelty of such a thing.]
Before the trip to Las Vegas became what it was, I had bought souvenirs with what I promise were good intentions. I thought maybe about getting rid of them, but figured I would leave that for you to decide. Keep it if you like, but I won't be offended if it wasn't exactly a trip you want to remember.
I don't even know if these are useable. I just thought they were cute. Enjoy.
The note is signed with Raidou's full title. Inside the box are two decks of teeny playing cards. He felt like Tsuru would appreciate the novelty of such a thing.]
(Little does Raidou know, Tsurumaru is the type that collects gifts. These will surely go into the little box he keeps on his desk with offerings and trinkets from his time here. Both the letter and the cards will go inside it.
After receiving the box, he'll send Raidou a message. Like Raidou, he takes the time to write a handwritten note. His writing is neat, each character is perfectly written, and there's definitely an "old" feeling to it all. It's older than what Raidou might be accustomed to considering Tsurumaru's age but maybe it'll be enough,)
Dear Raidou-kun,
I received your message and gift the other day. When I opened it, I was delighted. I will treasure both your letter and your gift. Thank you for your thoughts.
My memories of Las Vegas are both pleasant and not. However, such is life. I will cherish all of my memories and use them to steel my heart.
And what of you? Are you reflecting on our last adventure still? Or are you simply glad to be back home?
Regards,
-Tsurumaru Kuninaga
After receiving the box, he'll send Raidou a message. Like Raidou, he takes the time to write a handwritten note. His writing is neat, each character is perfectly written, and there's definitely an "old" feeling to it all. It's older than what Raidou might be accustomed to considering Tsurumaru's age but maybe it'll be enough,)
Dear Raidou-kun,
I received your message and gift the other day. When I opened it, I was delighted. I will treasure both your letter and your gift. Thank you for your thoughts.
My memories of Las Vegas are both pleasant and not. However, such is life. I will cherish all of my memories and use them to steel my heart.
And what of you? Are you reflecting on our last adventure still? Or are you simply glad to be back home?
Regards,
-Tsurumaru Kuninaga
[It feels nice to write, doesn't it? Other than some study notes, and the notes he takes after each kaiju mission, Raidou doesn't get much of a chance to do so. Paper isn't always the easiest to come by, but he can make some more small cards from pages in the notebooks Yuji got him. Raidou's handwriting is very neat and precise, and he's better at forming thoughts in writing than out loud, as Tsuru may remember from seeing his open letter all those months ago.
It will be slipped under hos door at a point when Tsuru isn't there.]
There are some things about the trip I will remember fondly, and I will try to focus on those. I will do as I always do when it comes to the missions, and learn from them, and try not to repeat previous mistakes. The more I can learn from the worst parts, the easier I hope things will be in the future, leading to happier memories down the line.
But, I am very glad to be back. Strange how much I missed this place. Home.
- Raidou Kuzunoha XIV
It will be slipped under hos door at a point when Tsuru isn't there.]
There are some things about the trip I will remember fondly, and I will try to focus on those. I will do as I always do when it comes to the missions, and learn from them, and try not to repeat previous mistakes. The more I can learn from the worst parts, the easier I hope things will be in the future, leading to happier memories down the line.
But, I am very glad to be back. Strange how much I missed this place. Home.
- Raidou Kuzunoha XIV
(The answer is in an office somewhere on base with computers for personnel to use, printers, fax machines, and other equipment that need to be kept cool lest they overheat and the entire bureaucratic system comes undone or something. It's one of the few rooms with good, strong, and reliable airconditioning and it's one of the best places for relief. He's so pleased he found it.
But when he gets this message, he reads it over and replies,)
Do you want to meet?
But when he gets this message, he reads it over and replies,)
Do you want to meet?
(He's a spoiled treasured sword that needs to be kept in a climate controlled case.
He looks around the office... where people come and actually do work and are probably wondering why this weirdo is hanging around. And he thinks if Aki is messaging him suddenly like this... it reminds him of another time so he should choose carefully,)
I'll come to your room.
Wait for me.
I'll get us snacks. ⭐
(The cafeteria is on the way.)
He looks around the office... where people come and actually do work and are probably wondering why this weirdo is hanging around. And he thinks if Aki is messaging him suddenly like this... it reminds him of another time so he should choose carefully,)
I'll come to your room.
Wait for me.
I'll get us snacks. ⭐
(The cafeteria is on the way.)
(HE ARRIVES WITH GIFTS... in his arms, there are bottles of tea he got from a vending machine and some... rice crackers. There is not enough food to really get real snacks.
But he sets everything down on the nightstand next to the bed and immediately goes him.)
But he sets everything down on the nightstand next to the bed and immediately goes him.)
(Into his arms he goes, without any hesitation at all but he doesn't linger. He's already leaning away and sighing,)
It's hot! It's so hot here! I don't remember summer ever being this hot!
(Is someone going to tell him about global warming or,,,,,,)
It's hot! It's so hot here! I don't remember summer ever being this hot!
(Is someone going to tell him about global warming or,,,,,,)
(They both suffer in ignorance.
Instinctively, he leans into the touch, tilting his face so he feel more of his touch. Looking up through white lashes, eyes bright with excitement and surprise,)
Really?!
(He's more excited about this than most people would be, even given their relationship. But he won't get too caught up in this. It's so clear that Aki wanted to talk about something and--)
You didn't want to talk about dinner.
(He wanted to talk about something else, didn't he? And he straightens himself a little more to give Aki his attention. 100%. Undivided.)
Instinctively, he leans into the touch, tilting his face so he feel more of his touch. Looking up through white lashes, eyes bright with excitement and surprise,)
Really?!
(He's more excited about this than most people would be, even given their relationship. But he won't get too caught up in this. It's so clear that Aki wanted to talk about something and--)
You didn't want to talk about dinner.
(He wanted to talk about something else, didn't he? And he straightens himself a little more to give Aki his attention. 100%. Undivided.)
...!
(Ah, he looks surprised and then... guilty? He looks guilty.
Of course, it makes sense to him. The sudden message, the serious air in the room, the way he wanted to talk to him specifically, and about Denji? )
Oh, no.
(Oh, no????)
I didn't know.
(Didn't know what???)
Times have changed!
(Ah, he looks surprised and then... guilty? He looks guilty.
Of course, it makes sense to him. The sudden message, the serious air in the room, the way he wanted to talk to him specifically, and about Denji? )
Oh, no.
(Oh, no????)
I didn't know.
(Didn't know what???)
Times have changed!
That's it.
(That's all he did. That's all they did!!! But more importantly, now that he knows that wasn't the whole point of this meeting...
He leans in and looks up at Aki, studying him,)
What did you talk about instead?
(And he slips his hand into Aki's and guides him over to sit down.)
(That's all he did. That's all they did!!! But more importantly, now that he knows that wasn't the whole point of this meeting...
He leans in and looks up at Aki, studying him,)
What did you talk about instead?
(And he slips his hand into Aki's and guides him over to sit down.)
(Tsurumaru blinks.
"Us." He says and a thought immediately flashes through his mind. What about us? What are we? And his heart twists. It's slight, but Aki may feel the way Tsurumaru's own grip seems to tighten almost by reflex.
Sitting on the bed, he leaves a space for Aki to sit next to him and turns to face him, to give him his full attention.
He's anxious. He's still anxious when he asks,)
What did he say?
"Us." He says and a thought immediately flashes through his mind. What about us? What are we? And his heart twists. It's slight, but Aki may feel the way Tsurumaru's own grip seems to tighten almost by reflex.
Sitting on the bed, he leaves a space for Aki to sit next to him and turns to face him, to give him his full attention.
He's anxious. He's still anxious when he asks,)
What did he say?
[ The hand tightens, and Aki realises the misstep.
'Us'. Is there even an 'Us' to talk about? He might have confessed to Tsurumaru, but they never agreed to anything. They're just... Together. Enjoying one another's company. He shifts awkwardly, looking away, unable to meet Tsurumaru's eyes.
He's messed it up, and he doesn't want to admit the guilt of it. ]
He said he was happy for me. That's not the important point here.
[ Aki's eyes blink rapidly, as if he's fighting tears. ]
He told me... His name is Hayakawa Denji.
'Us'. Is there even an 'Us' to talk about? He might have confessed to Tsurumaru, but they never agreed to anything. They're just... Together. Enjoying one another's company. He shifts awkwardly, looking away, unable to meet Tsurumaru's eyes.
He's messed it up, and he doesn't want to admit the guilt of it. ]
He said he was happy for me. That's not the important point here.
[ Aki's eyes blink rapidly, as if he's fighting tears. ]
He told me... His name is Hayakawa Denji.
(He's a sensitive spirit. Aki, that is. Of course, he notices. Likewise, Tsurumaru also notices and he leans in, under, and looks up. If Aki won't meet him then he will. It's not his fault that he's like this. It's not his fault that he's so afraid of making things real because real things can be lost.
But at the same time, this isn't about "us." It's about "them" and it's easy to try and redirect his attention. )
Hayakawa Denji. (He says it too. Because once spoken, it becomes real... and this time, it's good. It's good to make it real. It's good to say it.) What a good name. It has a ring to it.
(And he smiles softly,)
Were you surprised?
But at the same time, this isn't about "us." It's about "them" and it's easy to try and redirect his attention. )
Hayakawa Denji. (He says it too. Because once spoken, it becomes real... and this time, it's good. It's good to make it real. It's good to say it.) What a good name. It has a ring to it.
(And he smiles softly,)
Were you surprised?
[ Aki's eyes are a little dark, his expression somewhere between joy and grief, a strange twist of agony and discomfort before he breathes out. Reaching up, he tugs the band out of his hair and lets his fingers run through it, before he leans back against the other man's body.
It's easier, with the warmth of a body beside him, and he closes his eyes, leaning down. ]
I didn't know. I had no idea that he'd chosen to...
[ He swallows. ]
We're family.
It's easier, with the warmth of a body beside him, and he closes his eyes, leaning down. ]
I didn't know. I had no idea that he'd chosen to...
[ He swallows. ]
We're family.
(Ah, he must be really stressed, he thinks, and as if on cue, he starts to stroke his fingers through his hair, brushing through the strands gently,)
You're family. (There's no doubt about that,) You love each other.
I see.
(And he hums,)
You live.
(Even if it's just in name.)
You're family. (There's no doubt about that,) You love each other.
I see.
(And he hums,)
You live.
(Even if it's just in name.)
I didn't realise he felt the same way.
[ The tears are coming. Aki can't help himself. He'd changed his will to make sure Denji was taken care of. He'd given up on the Gun Devil. He'd found happiness.
Then it had all been ripped away from him, because of his desire to protect Denji.
But... They're together here...
Blinking rapidly, he breathes out a sharp sound. ]
I... Didn't know how much I meant, too. To him.
[ The tears are coming. Aki can't help himself. He'd changed his will to make sure Denji was taken care of. He'd given up on the Gun Devil. He'd found happiness.
Then it had all been ripped away from him, because of his desire to protect Denji.
But... They're together here...
Blinking rapidly, he breathes out a sharp sound. ]
I... Didn't know how much I meant, too. To him.
(Oh. He can feel the way Aki trembles and sniffles and while he gives him a reassuring squeeze, he doesn't move to brush those tears away. It's good to cry. It's good to let the tears flow,)
Of course. You're precious.
(Speaking softly, holding him close, brushing his hair,)
Hayakawa Aki is a good man. Surprisingly good.
(Truly and he leans in to whispers soothingly,)
Is it so hard to believe? That you're loved? (Because this isn't the first time, is it? He'd been misconceived about Sadayasu and now, he's been oblivious to Denji.) It's no surprise to me.
Of course. You're precious.
(Speaking softly, holding him close, brushing his hair,)
Hayakawa Aki is a good man. Surprisingly good.
(Truly and he leans in to whispers soothingly,)
Is it so hard to believe? That you're loved? (Because this isn't the first time, is it? He'd been misconceived about Sadayasu and now, he's been oblivious to Denji.) It's no surprise to me.
[ It's hard not to sink into Tsurumaru, to let some of his grief go, and he breathes out softly. ]
I've never been called precious before.
[ His voice comes out as an awkward little laugh, even as he tries to sniffle back his tears.
He's always been alone, hasn't he...? Since his family died... Until Denji. Until Power. ]
I didn't want to care about other people, not even my team members. It was easier to focus on other things, because all that mattered to me was the Gun Devil. But then there was Denji, and Power, and Angel.
[ A glance to the side. ]
... And you.
I've never been called precious before.
[ His voice comes out as an awkward little laugh, even as he tries to sniffle back his tears.
He's always been alone, hasn't he...? Since his family died... Until Denji. Until Power. ]
I didn't want to care about other people, not even my team members. It was easier to focus on other things, because all that mattered to me was the Gun Devil. But then there was Denji, and Power, and Angel.
[ A glance to the side. ]
... And you.
(He lets out that broken laugh and it's only now that he raises a hand to Aki's cheek, to wipe at some of those tears with the edge of his sleeve,)
You're precious.
(He'll say it again. Just so he knows.)
You have a good spirit and a kind heart.
(He may have been drawn to him because he was fun to tease and indulged his shenanigans but he'd stayed and given him a chance because of his better nature. It's why he... ah. Enough of that.
He gives Aki a crooked smile. There's something almost shy to it and he shifts his attention to wiping at his face, brushing away tears and blows on his forehead, letting the cool air flush away some of the heat,)
You can have me.
(He'll allow it. He's given himself plenty already.)
But more importantly, right now, you have Denji-kun too. You always did.
You're precious.
(He'll say it again. Just so he knows.)
You have a good spirit and a kind heart.
(He may have been drawn to him because he was fun to tease and indulged his shenanigans but he'd stayed and given him a chance because of his better nature. It's why he... ah. Enough of that.
He gives Aki a crooked smile. There's something almost shy to it and he shifts his attention to wiping at his face, brushing away tears and blows on his forehead, letting the cool air flush away some of the heat,)
You can have me.
(He'll allow it. He's given himself plenty already.)
But more importantly, right now, you have Denji-kun too. You always did.
[ The laugh makes him turn his head, as if realising that he's not alone, that the surrounding arms are solid and real, and he sniffles a little, shaking his head. ]
Tsuru...
[ It's hard to believe these things. Tsurumaru has only seen the best of him, hasn't he? Not his scolding, or his irritation, or the way he risks his life without hesitation. It makes him pause, before he breathes out a little and sinks a little closer.
He wants to be held.
He wants to be taken care of.
(He always takes care of the others...)
Kissing Tsurumaru's palm gently, he smiles. ]
I'm glad that I know it, now. I'm glad he understands how important he is.
[ He cuddles as close as he can get to Tsuru, face pressed into the other man's gently, despite how damp it is. ]
You can have me, too.
Tsuru...
[ It's hard to believe these things. Tsurumaru has only seen the best of him, hasn't he? Not his scolding, or his irritation, or the way he risks his life without hesitation. It makes him pause, before he breathes out a little and sinks a little closer.
He wants to be held.
He wants to be taken care of.
(He always takes care of the others...)
Kissing Tsurumaru's palm gently, he smiles. ]
I'm glad that I know it, now. I'm glad he understands how important he is.
[ He cuddles as close as he can get to Tsuru, face pressed into the other man's gently, despite how damp it is. ]
You can have me, too.
(Maybe he hasn't seen every side of Aki but he's seen enough. No matter what, he would probably be endeared by him.
Holding Aki's face, he laughs lightly and pats him on the cheek,)
And how important you are, too.
(Don't forget. Brushing back the hair from his face, pushing his bangs away, he kisses his forehead. This is a tender moment, a gentle one,)
No more worries from now on.
(He doesn't have to worry about what he doesn't have. He has plenty.)
Holding Aki's face, he laughs lightly and pats him on the cheek,)
And how important you are, too.
(Don't forget. Brushing back the hair from his face, pushing his bangs away, he kisses his forehead. This is a tender moment, a gentle one,)
No more worries from now on.
(He doesn't have to worry about what he doesn't have. He has plenty.)
[ Leaning into the touch, Aki sighs, relaxes, and lets himself have this.
He doesn't have that much longer. He can take a little more of this, enjoy it for a little more.
Can't he? ]
I'll do my best, Tsuru.
[ Leaning up, he lets himself relax, finally, the tears sprinkling away. ]
Thank you.
He doesn't have that much longer. He can take a little more of this, enjoy it for a little more.
Can't he? ]
I'll do my best, Tsuru.
[ Leaning up, he lets himself relax, finally, the tears sprinkling away. ]
Thank you.
...
(It's good to see him relaxing again and even if his face is blotchy from crying. It's a good look because he knows it comes from a place of happiness.
... and he pinches his cheek.)
Feeling better, Aki-kun?
(Aki-kun... because he's being so cute right now.)
(It's good to see him relaxing again and even if his face is blotchy from crying. It's a good look because he knows it comes from a place of happiness.
... and he pinches his cheek.)
Feeling better, Aki-kun?
(Aki-kun... because he's being so cute right now.)
(Ah, he's surprised. He should know better than now. He's known Aki also has the spirit of a menace but it still surprises him when he finds himself being put in his place.
Effectively caught off guard, it's easy to let Aki do what he wants. Of course, even if he was prepared, he'd let him get away with it.... When they pull away, he grumbles, )
You're definitely better.
(Definitely not upset or worked up anymore.)
Alright then. You can stay a little while longer. (And he's going to make himself comfortable,) But later, you should spend time with Denji-kun.
Effectively caught off guard, it's easy to let Aki do what he wants. Of course, even if he was prepared, he'd let him get away with it.... When they pull away, he grumbles, )
You're definitely better.
(Definitely not upset or worked up anymore.)
Alright then. You can stay a little while longer. (And he's going to make himself comfortable,) But later, you should spend time with Denji-kun.
[ Aki laughs a little, stroking his cheek, leaning in and pressing their noses together, unable to resist. ]
How would I not feel better, having you here with me?
[ Moving, he settles back, sighing softly. ]
I'll see him later. It's our time right now.
How would I not feel better, having you here with me?
[ Moving, he settles back, sighing softly. ]
I'll see him later. It's our time right now.
( Someone at Tsurumaru's place of work will hand him a crumpled giftbag at some point claiming that a really weird blonde guy absolutely needed it delivered. Inside there is this plushie and a note.
Apparently this is his new way of showing affection, who knows. )
Sorry we got your cloak(??) dirty. This reminded me of it. Her name is Sally. Hope you have a good day!!
- Vash.
Apparently this is his new way of showing affection, who knows. )
(He's going to name her Sally Pancake and she's going to be best friends with his hummingbirds. He'll later send Vash a picture from his room.
Sally is on his bed with his hummingbirds checking it out curiously. In the background, on a hanger, is a very familiar robe... all white, as if it had never been dirty at all. )
Thank you for the gift. She's very popular!
Sally is on his bed with his hummingbirds checking it out curiously. In the background, on a hanger, is a very familiar robe... all white, as if it had never been dirty at all. )
Thank you for the gift. She's very popular!
woah.
what are those? they're so cute!! are they real?
( They look like plushies but also not. )
what are those? they're so cute!! are they real?
( They look like plushies but also not. )
Is this your first time seeing them?
This is Mame, Shio, Yukimi, Kashiwa, and Marshmallow.
(And he sends an individual picture of each. They looks similar but there are slight differences with each one.)
They're called "hummingbirds" and used for delivery here.
This is Mame, Shio, Yukimi, Kashiwa, and Marshmallow.
(And he sends an individual picture of each. They looks similar but there are slight differences with each one.)
They're called "hummingbirds" and used for delivery here.
ok i absolutely have to work hard enough to get a delivery bird. that's so neat and it will make errands much easier.
( Because of his fwb dealings. )
( Because of his fwb dealings. )
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got it.
( Something he will immediately forgetbecause I've already submitted the request for one, oops. )
man, lilith's tech is kinda cool actually.
got it.
( Something he will immediately forget
man, lilith's tech is kinda cool actually.
a fox could probably carry more!
give it a little backpack.
give it a little backpack.
i'm absolutely going to look into getting one!
thanks tsurumaru!
thanks tsurumaru!
Dear Tsuru;
Please forgive this intrusion, but I am in need of your help. I have received an invitation for a "royal gala" and I would very much like to try and attend it. However, I cannot afford to attend as I currently am. I require a new dress that is both formal and elegant, something fit for the goddess of the underworld. I was looking at the ball gowns on my own, but I realized I need someone with an eye for beauty and elegance, and I cannot think of anyone better than you when it comes to this.
If you accept, please do let me know when you are available to help me. I thank you very much for your time.
-- Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr, Ereshkigal
Please forgive this intrusion, but I am in need of your help. I have received an invitation for a "royal gala" and I would very much like to try and attend it. However, I cannot afford to attend as I currently am. I require a new dress that is both formal and elegant, something fit for the goddess of the underworld. I was looking at the ball gowns on my own, but I realized I need someone with an eye for beauty and elegance, and I cannot think of anyone better than you when it comes to this.
If you accept, please do let me know when you are available to help me. I thank you very much for your time.
-- Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr, Ereshkigal
Dear Tsuru;
I am available at any time. I currently am in my quarters browsing those very catalogs, please feel free to come by whenever you have time.
-- Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr, Ereshkigal
I am available at any time. I currently am in my quarters browsing those very catalogs, please feel free to come by whenever you have time.
-- Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr, Ereshkigal
(Ruff, ruff.......
But instead of taking his hand, he's going to reach to keep back for a bit. He feels bad, okay....)
I tried to find Denji-kun. (He really did.) Raidou-kun couldn't find him and Bakkun hasn't seen him either...
(He even checked with some of Denji's friends!!!)
But instead of taking his hand, he's going to reach to keep back for a bit. He feels bad, okay....)
I tried to find Denji-kun. (He really did.) Raidou-kun couldn't find him and Bakkun hasn't seen him either...
(He even checked with some of Denji's friends!!!)
He was taken.
(He keeps his tone steady and gentle but there's a firmness to it. He won't let Aki burden himself with something like this. Aki did nothing wrong.)
Aki-kun, look at me. (With one hand, he reaches to touch his face, to keep him steady,) We'll find him.
(He keeps his tone steady and gentle but there's a firmness to it. He won't let Aki burden himself with something like this. Aki did nothing wrong.)
Aki-kun, look at me. (With one hand, he reaches to touch his face, to keep him steady,) We'll find him.
(He'll smile at Aki. Cool, confident, reassuring, he's all of those things... but there's definitely an edge there. Something sharp, something dangerous,)
No matter what.
(Rubbing a thumb across his cheek in a soothing motion,)
The longer we stay still, the longer he has to wait. Let's not keep him waiting, Aki.
No matter what.
(Rubbing a thumb across his cheek in a soothing motion,)
The longer we stay still, the longer he has to wait. Let's not keep him waiting, Aki.
[ That's something in Tsurumaru that is familiar to him; when they had tortured that person together, this had been the edge that he had seen.
It had been strangely attractive then. Now... ]
Give me a minute.
[ He just needs to put all the pieces of himself together as best he can. ]
It had been strangely attractive then. Now... ]
Give me a minute.
[ He just needs to put all the pieces of himself together as best he can. ]
I have received the message you sent me when I was absent.
Thank you.
Though no longer in the dark, you did find me indeed.
Thank you.
Though no longer in the dark, you did find me indeed.
I was.
Positively, for once.
I hadn't realized how many people here care for me...
I think I'm going to try it. To be who I want to be.
[ P-Progress! More importantly though: ]
But how are you feeling Tsuru?
You've helped me so much, yet you still talk so little of your feelings.
Positively, for once.
I hadn't realized how many people here care for me...
I think I'm going to try it. To be who I want to be.
[ P-Progress! More importantly though: ]
But how are you feeling Tsuru?
You've helped me so much, yet you still talk so little of your feelings.
You're easy to like. You're kind and fun to be around. It's natural others would be worried.
(It's interesting. Even back home, only a few people ever stop to ask his feelings. He's usually so flippant and vague, most people give up. There are even fewer in this world who try and when confronted with the question, he's glad that this is all through a messaging system instead of in person. It lets him hide his surprise and he doesn't have to worry too much about the way his chest feels a pang of something.)
Me?
I'm fine.
(His usual answer.)
There's no reason to worry about me, Erechan.
(It's interesting. Even back home, only a few people ever stop to ask his feelings. He's usually so flippant and vague, most people give up. There are even fewer in this world who try and when confronted with the question, he's glad that this is all through a messaging system instead of in person. It lets him hide his surprise and he doesn't have to worry too much about the way his chest feels a pang of something.)
Me?
I'm fine.
(His usual answer.)
There's no reason to worry about me, Erechan.
Could it be
You're even worse than I when it comes to lying?「(°ヘ°)ゞ
[ Poor Tsururu... It's supposed to be easier to lie through text, not harder!
And yes, she completely sidesteps the bit about her being easy to like, because she's not sure she can handle any more emotions today. ]
If you want people to not worry about you,
You need to concede a little bit (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
Admit to something small, like being tired or having a headache.
Otherwise it's too obvious .｡･ﾟﾟ･(＞_＜)･ﾟﾟ･｡.
[ She's a professional, she can share her wisdom with her best friend. Also lying is really a human thing... Tsururu more human than he'll ever admit?! ]
However, it won't work on me.
I know all the tricks, ehe (⌒▽⌒)☆
So no more lying and tell me what's wrong!
You're even worse than I when it comes to lying?「(°ヘ°)ゞ
[ Poor Tsururu... It's supposed to be easier to lie through text, not harder!
And yes, she completely sidesteps the bit about her being easy to like, because she's not sure she can handle any more emotions today. ]
If you want people to not worry about you,
You need to concede a little bit (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
Admit to something small, like being tired or having a headache.
Otherwise it's too obvious .｡･ﾟﾟ･(＞_＜)･ﾟﾟ･｡.
[ She's a professional, she can share her wisdom with her best friend. Also lying is really a human thing... Tsururu more human than he'll ever admit?! ]
However, it won't work on me.
I know all the tricks, ehe (⌒▽⌒)☆
So no more lying and tell me what's wrong!
You've lied to me?
(Hello????)
There's nothing to concede!
I was infected by that bat disease and it was annoying at first but I'm fine now.
(Does that count? He only admits to it because he knows he won't be able to hide it from everyone for very long. It's no secret that some of the Outsiders were infected and turned into vampires. There just hasn't been any sort of list made public.)
(Hello????)
There's nothing to concede!
I was infected by that bat disease and it was annoying at first but I'm fine now.
(Does that count? He only admits to it because he knows he won't be able to hide it from everyone for very long. It's no secret that some of the Outsiders were infected and turned into vampires. There just hasn't been any sort of list made public.)
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The first few times we met |_・)
If I told you I was doing fine,
It was probably a lie (シ_ _)シ
[ Tiny white lies...! It's taken her a lot of time to be more honest about how she feels... Even now, she's still trying to do better in that regard. ]
If I told you I was doing fine,
It was probably a lie (シ_ _)シ
[ Tiny white lies...! It's taken her a lot of time to be more honest about how she feels... Even now, she's still trying to do better in that regard. ]
[ More importantly though: ]
V
Vampirism? ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ
It's very serious!
Have they decent pain and thirst killers for you?
Have you found safe sources of blood till they have a cure?
[ "I'm fine," he said. "You shouldn't worry for me," he said. And he just announces like that he's become a vampire! Incorrigible Tsururu. ]
V
Vampirism? ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ
It's very serious!
Have they decent pain and thirst killers for you?
Have you found safe sources of blood till they have a cure?
[ "I'm fine," he said. "You shouldn't worry for me," he said. And he just announces like that he's become a vampire! Incorrigible Tsururu. ]
That's all?
Well, it was all fine in the end.
(So his feelings aren't hurt at all.)
They gave iron pills and an iron rich diet.
(It was the best they could really do at the time. There may be more updates as they understand the situation better but for now, they're just trying to get by,)
At first, I didn't know what was wrong. I waited too long to be seen and had to be given real blood.
(He's very chill about all of this. As usual. But hmmm...
After a long pause (one can only assume he was thinking carefully if he was going to send it or not), he adds,)
I didn't like it.
Well, it was all fine in the end.
(So his feelings aren't hurt at all.)
They gave iron pills and an iron rich diet.
(It was the best they could really do at the time. There may be more updates as they understand the situation better but for now, they're just trying to get by,)
At first, I didn't know what was wrong. I waited too long to be seen and had to be given real blood.
(He's very chill about all of this. As usual. But hmmm...
After a long pause (one can only assume he was thinking carefully if he was going to send it or not), he adds,)
I didn't like it.
[ She's surprised! Not that he's tasted blood (she got a good idea of where that blood may have come from), but that he didn't like it. That goes against everything she knows about vampires. ]
You didn't? That's weird.
In human books, vampires always love real blood...
[ There's a bit of a delay here. ]
I mean (・_・;)
I suppose romances wouldn't be very accurate to life...
Please pretend I did not say that (ノ*°▽°*)
[ Those messages never happened. Please Tsuru, clear your brain from having ever read them! And to shift the topic around: ]
Maybe since you're a kami, your very nature is fighting against the vampirism.
Bloodsucking is typically conceptualized as a demonic thing, after all.
You didn't? That's weird.
In human books, vampires always love real blood...
[ There's a bit of a delay here. ]
I mean (・_・;)
I suppose romances wouldn't be very accurate to life...
Please pretend I did not say that (ノ*°▽°*)
[ Those messages never happened. Please Tsuru, clear your brain from having ever read them! And to shift the topic around: ]
Maybe since you're a kami, your very nature is fighting against the vampirism.
Bloodsucking is typically conceptualized as a demonic thing, after all.
Books?
(Tell him about these books, Eresh...)
I didn't know they wrote texts about this.
I'd never heard of "vampires" until Brasov so all of this is new to me.
I don't know if that's why, though.
A sword has no problem with blood.
But for some reason, the idea of tasting it like this feels
(Well, he doesn't know how it feels and he takes a few seconds to consider it,)
I think my master would be disappointed by what I've let happen to my body.
(Tell him about these books, Eresh...)
I didn't know they wrote texts about this.
I'd never heard of "vampires" until Brasov so all of this is new to me.
I don't know if that's why, though.
A sword has no problem with blood.
But for some reason, the idea of tasting it like this feels
(Well, he doesn't know how it feels and he takes a few seconds to consider it,)
I think my master would be disappointed by what I've let happen to my body.
W
Well they're not academic texts.
They're what I read during my breaks to distract myself.
[ He wouldn't believe the slop she reads to fill the void in her life. After a while when you're immortal you've read all the classics and all you're left with are the mass-produced Twilights and Fifty Shades of this world... ]
You master would not be disappointed!
That this happened to you wasn't your will.
If you blame yourself for this, I must blame myself for the kidnapping.
[ There! Find a counter to that one, ehehe. ]
Well they're not academic texts.
They're what I read during my breaks to distract myself.
[ He wouldn't believe the slop she reads to fill the void in her life. After a while when you're immortal you've read all the classics and all you're left with are the mass-produced Twilights and Fifty Shades of this world... ]
You master would not be disappointed!
That this happened to you wasn't your will.
If you blame yourself for this, I must blame myself for the kidnapping.
[ There! Find a counter to that one, ehehe. ]
So you read them for fun?
I want to read them too so share with me.
(Introduce him to Twilight. He'll join your book club, Eresh!!!)
Ah?
(He sees exactly what she did there and if she says it like that then... well, he knows he can't argue.)
Hmm.
Maybe they would forgive me.
If they were here, they would probably just sigh and fix the problem for themselves.
I want to read them too so share with me.
(Introduce him to Twilight. He'll join your book club, Eresh!!!)
Ah?
(He sees exactly what she did there and if she says it like that then... well, he knows he can't argue.)
Hmm.
Maybe they would forgive me.
If they were here, they would probably just sigh and fix the problem for themselves.
[ T-That's so surprising! But a relief too. ]
I didn't know you liked romances Tsuru!
I can introduce you to the classics o(≧▽≦)o
I'll send you The Goddess Bride.
It's my favorite (〃＾▽＾〃)
[ The unlikely love story between a lonely goddess and a pained demon king who kidnaps her! An absolute classic. He has years before him until he's consumed all the good(?) stuff and is left only with the Twilights-type books. ]
Mhm.
I think your master would be proud.
They wouldn't be disappointed at all.
They'd see what a fine young man you have become.
Making friends, helping others and fighting the good fight.
I know, because I am proud of you too.
I didn't know you liked romances Tsuru!
I can introduce you to the classics o(≧▽≦)o
I'll send you The Goddess Bride.
It's my favorite (〃＾▽＾〃)
[ The unlikely love story between a lonely goddess and a pained demon king who kidnaps her! An absolute classic. He has years before him until he's consumed all the good(?) stuff and is left only with the Twilights-type books. ]
Mhm.
I think your master would be proud.
They wouldn't be disappointed at all.
They'd see what a fine young man you have become.
Making friends, helping others and fighting the good fight.
I know, because I am proud of you too.
(...
Ah, but...
Now it's his turn to be surprised. It's one thing to be told that someone would be proud of him but it's another to actually hear someone say they are proud of him.)
Are you?
I make sure to never let you down.
(He's actually very touched by this..... he just has to play it cool thru text.)
Ah, but...
Now it's his turn to be surprised. It's one thing to be told that someone would be proud of him but it's another to actually hear someone say they are proud of him.)
Are you?
I make sure to never let you down.
(He's actually very touched by this..... he just has to play it cool thru text.)
You better be ready then (⌒▽⌒)☆
I have a huge list of recommendation awaiting you!
[ He's gonna drown under them. ]
I am, obviously.
I never say things I don't think.
I wish I could pinch your cheek right now, ehehe.
[ He's safe, she can't do that through the network. ]
I have a huge list of recommendation awaiting you!
[ He's gonna drown under them. ]
I am, obviously.
I never say things I don't think.
I wish I could pinch your cheek right now, ehehe.
[ He's safe, she can't do that through the network. ]
(Luckily for them, Tsurumaru is trapped in the base until the sun sets. Only being able to go out at night has also more or less messed up his sleep schedule lately so he's been sleeping in a lot more. All of this is just to say...)
My room still.
(In fact, he's only been sleeping for a little while. After he has a few minutes to wake up,)
🍁?
(Aki? Is something wrong? He's going to reach for his ring next to him........)
My room still.
(In fact, he's only been sleeping for a little while. After he has a few minutes to wake up,)
🍁?
(Aki? Is something wrong? He's going to reach for his ring next to him........)
(...
A strange thing to say indeed and it makes Tsurumaru sit up in bed and begin to prepare for Aki's arrival.)
I'll wait.
(He won't wear it until Aki says he can. Still, he keeps it tightly held in the palm of his hand. Something is wrong. He doesn't know what but he doesn't need a special ring to sense that something is wrong.)
A strange thing to say indeed and it makes Tsurumaru sit up in bed and begin to prepare for Aki's arrival.)
I'll wait.
(He won't wear it until Aki says he can. Still, he keeps it tightly held in the palm of his hand. Something is wrong. He doesn't know what but he doesn't need a special ring to sense that something is wrong.)
[ It takes a strangely long time for Aki to get to Tsurumaru's room, considering - which betrays the fact that he wasn't with Denji, shockingly enough. Eventually, he gets there, gets the door open, and hovers in the doorway.
It's like whiplash, a flashback, when he stood in the doorway of his old apartment, his arm wasn't his own, his body wasn't, and he grits his teeth as his flesh fingers reach out to grip metal.
It makes him jerk, as if burned. ]
Tsuru.
It's like whiplash, a flashback, when he stood in the doorway of his old apartment, his arm wasn't his own, his body wasn't, and he grits his teeth as his flesh fingers reach out to grip metal.
It makes him jerk, as if burned. ]
Tsuru.
(He's surprised by how long it takes. He's been able to fix up his bed and take some of his iron pills to hold him over. He's slipped his ring on to his finger but he's careful no to activate it, though, he considers when Aki doesn't arrive when he expects.
The door opens and he looks up. Aki lingering in the doorway is also strange and he gets up to meet him, arms spread and coming to hold him,)
Aki. (Come here.) I'm here. Come inside.
The door opens and he looks up. Aki lingering in the doorway is also strange and he gets up to meet him, arms spread and coming to hold him,)
Aki. (Come here.) I'm here. Come inside.
[ For a moment, he doesn't move, doesn't even blink, just stares. It takes a brief flicker for the words to register in his mind, and then he's stepping through the threshold and making his way to Tsurumaru, reaching out.
He stumbles at the final hurdle, dropping to his knees, falling into his lover's arms and being glad for the anchor. ]
Tsurumaru... I'm dead.
He stumbles at the final hurdle, dropping to his knees, falling into his lover's arms and being glad for the anchor. ]
Tsurumaru... I'm dead.
(He... catches him. He catches him in his arms and drops down with him, kneeling down with him and holding him close. Something is wrong. Something is wrong and he doesn't know what. Once again, his thoughts flicker over to his ring but he still doesn't activate it.
"I'm dead."
It's kind of amazing that all of this time, he doesn't really know much about people regaining memories from home. So when he hears Aki, he reaches to hold his face in his hands. He feels warm to him, he can feel him breathing, and he frowns, confused,)
Aki?
(He studies his face carefully,)
What happened?
"I'm dead."
It's kind of amazing that all of this time, he doesn't really know much about people regaining memories from home. So when he hears Aki, he reaches to hold his face in his hands. He feels warm to him, he can feel him breathing, and he frowns, confused,)
Aki?
(He studies his face carefully,)
What happened?
I remembered.
[ It's hard to speak, his voice hoarse, his eyes filled with damp, horrible tears, but his hands reach to grip at Tsurumaru's wrists, hard enough to hurt if he isn't careful. He wants to be careful, but he can't focus. ]
Denji told me what happened, when I died. But I've seen it now.
[ It's hard to speak, his voice hoarse, his eyes filled with damp, horrible tears, but his hands reach to grip at Tsurumaru's wrists, hard enough to hurt if he isn't careful. He wants to be careful, but he can't focus. ]
Denji told me what happened, when I died. But I've seen it now.
(And this is how it dawns on him. While he keeps his calm, it's impossible for him to truly hide it. His expression still drops the moment he sees Aki's the face, the moment he hears him, and tries to wipe away those tears, leans in to press his forehead to his and try to soothe him. He doesn't mind the way Aki holds him. Even if it hurts, he knows it's only a fraction of what he feels.
The gun devil. Becoming a fiend. Being killed by Denji. He's heard enough.)
And now you're home. You're here again.
(He has no idea how this works actually but he wants to remind Aki where he is. It's important to keep him grounded and he speaks calmly,)
Aki-kun, look at me. (He doesn't want Aki to panic. He doesn't want him to spiral and get worse. He has to keep his head above the water so to speak,) You're here.
(And he gives him a gentle tug, urging him to come closer,)
Tell me what's on your mind.
(He turns his wrist in Aki's hand so he can hold his hand, let his fingers trace his ring,)
Or if your heart is too heavy... you can share it with me.
(And he kisses his forehead softly. He'll only intrude if Aki allows it.)
The gun devil. Becoming a fiend. Being killed by Denji. He's heard enough.)
And now you're home. You're here again.
(He has no idea how this works actually but he wants to remind Aki where he is. It's important to keep him grounded and he speaks calmly,)
Aki-kun, look at me. (He doesn't want Aki to panic. He doesn't want him to spiral and get worse. He has to keep his head above the water so to speak,) You're here.
(And he gives him a gentle tug, urging him to come closer,)
Tell me what's on your mind.
(He turns his wrist in Aki's hand so he can hold his hand, let his fingers trace his ring,)
Or if your heart is too heavy... you can share it with me.
(And he kisses his forehead softly. He'll only intrude if Aki allows it.)
Tsuru...
[ Aki sinks into him, falls into him, unable to do anything else. Careful arms reach out and wrap around him, shoving his face into the warm, comforting space of his lover's neck, breathing him in, wanting, wanting so much.
He wishes he could forget. He wishes he could make it all disappear, go away. The pain, the hurt, the ache of it all...
And Denji still feels it, now, day after day after day. It makes him want to scream.
Instead, he lets himself be held, comforted, warm in the arms of someone who he loves so desperately. ]
Don't let me go.
[ Aki sinks into him, falls into him, unable to do anything else. Careful arms reach out and wrap around him, shoving his face into the warm, comforting space of his lover's neck, breathing him in, wanting, wanting so much.
He wishes he could forget. He wishes he could make it all disappear, go away. The pain, the hurt, the ache of it all...
And Denji still feels it, now, day after day after day. It makes him want to scream.
Instead, he lets himself be held, comforted, warm in the arms of someone who he loves so desperately. ]
Don't let me go.
Never.
(He'll never let go and he lets Aki rest with him, both of them sitting on the ground in his dimly lit room. Wrapping his arms around him properly, he strokes Aki's back gently and rocks,)
In, out, in, out...
(Reminding Aki to breathe softly,)
As long as you live, I won't let you go. (And surely, if he's holding him now, Aki must be alive. At least, in this world.) No one else is here so do what you must.
Cry, scream, nothing at all...
(He'll never let go and he lets Aki rest with him, both of them sitting on the ground in his dimly lit room. Wrapping his arms around him properly, he strokes Aki's back gently and rocks,)
In, out, in, out...
(Reminding Aki to breathe softly,)
As long as you live, I won't let you go. (And surely, if he's holding him now, Aki must be alive. At least, in this world.) No one else is here so do what you must.
Cry, scream, nothing at all...
[ Aki all but climbs into his lap, all but burrows himself in the warmth, the sanctuary of Tsurumaru's arms. There are things he wants to do, wants to ask, but he cannot do it; he fears what might happen at the touch of the gun, if he were to see Makima again, all of it.
He's afraid, he's so afraid.
Leaning in, the tears roll down his cheeks, and he sobs, broken and sad, crying until his voice is hoarse. Until his throat can barely keep words in motion, fingers gripping at his lover with all that he has.
Never letting go. They'll never let go.
As long as you live, Tsuru says, but isn't Aki already dead...? ]
He's afraid, he's so afraid.
Leaning in, the tears roll down his cheeks, and he sobs, broken and sad, crying until his voice is hoarse. Until his throat can barely keep words in motion, fingers gripping at his lover with all that he has.
Never letting go. They'll never let go.
As long as you live, Tsuru says, but isn't Aki already dead...? ]
(He shifts to let Aki settle into him more comfortably and merely comforts him. Rocking gently, brushing his hair, he occasionally whispers or hums soothingly to his lover.
Ah, what a heartwrenching cry and his heart aches and twists for him. While he's seen Aki miserable before, he's never heard him like this and it all makes him wonder...
Undoubtedly, he's been fated to carry a miserable and heavy burden, but how much has this man held back?)
Oh, Aki. Go ahead and cry.
(Contrasting with how desperately he holds onto him, how tightly he keeps him in his embrace, Tsurumaru only leans in gently, nuzzling his face against his, brushing his hair softly.)
Ah, what a heartwrenching cry and his heart aches and twists for him. While he's seen Aki miserable before, he's never heard him like this and it all makes him wonder...
Undoubtedly, he's been fated to carry a miserable and heavy burden, but how much has this man held back?)
Oh, Aki. Go ahead and cry.
(Contrasting with how desperately he holds onto him, how tightly he keeps him in his embrace, Tsurumaru only leans in gently, nuzzling his face against his, brushing his hair softly.)
[ Aki does cry; he cries until it feels as if he can't do anything else except cry, the tears rolling down his cheeks, hot and pained. He can't do this in front of Denji, can't share it with the other man, has to tuck it away, because hasn't Denji suffered enough?
Hasn't he been through enough?
Agonised, hurt, he grips at Tsurumaru until there's nothing left within him, until the only thing he can do is lean into his lover, holding on, quiet and so, so tired. ]
Hasn't he been through enough?
Agonised, hurt, he grips at Tsurumaru until there's nothing left within him, until the only thing he can do is lean into his lover, holding on, quiet and so, so tired. ]
(His emotions come out in the rawest and one of the most primitive forms of human communication. Not a single word can express how he feels and all this man can do is cry and cry until he exhausts himself.
It's agonizingly long and he wishes so much that he could take it all away. If only he could make it better. If he could save him. When it finally goes silent, he lets the silence settle around them. He listens to shuddering, breaths and feels the way his body shakes in his embrace. When he begins to calm, he leans in and kisses the top of his forehead,)
Come here, love.
(Though he may be lean and seem delicate to all who see him, he's much stronger than he looks. He shifts and slowly, so slowly urges Aki to rise with him. )
Come rest. (And he'll gladly do the heavy lifting. He'll easily guide him over to his bed and set him down upon it,) Close your eyes and rest. No one else is here.
It's agonizingly long and he wishes so much that he could take it all away. If only he could make it better. If he could save him. When it finally goes silent, he lets the silence settle around them. He listens to shuddering, breaths and feels the way his body shakes in his embrace. When he begins to calm, he leans in and kisses the top of his forehead,)
Come here, love.
(Though he may be lean and seem delicate to all who see him, he's much stronger than he looks. He shifts and slowly, so slowly urges Aki to rise with him. )
Come rest. (And he'll gladly do the heavy lifting. He'll easily guide him over to his bed and set him down upon it,) Close your eyes and rest. No one else is here.
[ Aki goes, because he doesn't have the strength to resist, the strength to do anything except lie down on the bed and reach for Tsurumaru, to lean in to the warm length of his body and cling to what feels the most real to him.
Each brush of his metal arm against his skin has him wincing, feeling uncomfortable and on edge, but it's not the kind of prosthetic he can just take off. It's stuck to him now, and it doesn't elude him just how close to a gun's metallic sheen it actually is.
Instead of saying anything about it, he sighs, reaching out to grip at Tsurumaru's clothing, to hold himself close. ]
I'll - please. Keep me safe. Just a little longer.
Each brush of his metal arm against his skin has him wincing, feeling uncomfortable and on edge, but it's not the kind of prosthetic he can just take off. It's stuck to him now, and it doesn't elude him just how close to a gun's metallic sheen it actually is.
Instead of saying anything about it, he sighs, reaching out to grip at Tsurumaru's clothing, to hold himself close. ]
I'll - please. Keep me safe. Just a little longer.
(Gently, so gently, he removes Aki's hands from his clothes but he makes sure to keep ahold of him as he settles down and sits next to him. He can play his head on his lap if he would like. Then, Tsurumaru will pull the covers over him, tuck him in carefully. He can't help but laugh softly,)
Why settle for a little when you can have all of my time?
(Running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his tired, heavy shoulders,)
You're safe with me. I'll protect you.
(Stroking, brushing, rubbing, caring,)
Go to sleep, go to sleep...
Why settle for a little when you can have all of my time?
(Running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his tired, heavy shoulders,)
You're safe with me. I'll protect you.
(Stroking, brushing, rubbing, caring,)
Go to sleep, go to sleep...
I know.
(Neither of them have lately and it's obvious when they spend their nights together,)
I think it's time to change the bedding, don't you?
It's getting cold. We should get a new blanket for winter.
(Of course, it'll take more than a warmer and heavier blanket to take care of their problems but sometimes a change of setting helps.)
Let's go shopping for a new set together.
(Neither of them have lately and it's obvious when they spend their nights together,)
I think it's time to change the bedding, don't you?
It's getting cold. We should get a new blanket for winter.
(Of course, it'll take more than a warmer and heavier blanket to take care of their problems but sometimes a change of setting helps.)
Let's go shopping for a new set together.
We can get something blue.
There's a large store not far from the base.
They sell all sorts of things for homes.
The last time I went, they gave me a card with "points."
(Thanks capitalist mind control for making Tsuru spend way too much of his money at future Ikea.)
We can go together and see what else we like.
There's a large store not far from the base.
They sell all sorts of things for homes.
The last time I went, they gave me a card with "points."
(Thanks capitalist mind control for making Tsuru spend way too much of his money at future Ikea.)
We can go together and see what else we like.
[ in the middle of the night, like a real santa, denji sneaks in a big box, wrapped in gross xmas theme colors and a golden ribbon on top.
it's huge.
no, it's fucking huge! it might block tsuru's door. it's almost human-sized. after he struggles to open it and wins the fight against those ribbons, he will find this cutie.
enjoy! ]
it's huge.
no, it's fucking huge! it might block tsuru's door. it's almost human-sized. after he struggles to open it and wins the fight against those ribbons, he will find this cutie.
enjoy! ]
( Left outside Tsurumaru's door in festive donut wrapping paper is a little gift as well as a handmade ( by orphans ) card from Vash. It reads Tsurumaru, I saw this and I thought of you! Happy holidays!! - Vash. The gift is:
- a blanket)
- a pillow
- and a box of donuts, all done in pale creams and pinks!
[ A wrapped package can be found at Tsururu's door after the Christmas Party. Unwrapping it reveals a framed certificate of friendship for a best friend, addressed to him from Ereshkigal. There are even "fake" quotes Ereshkigal wrote at the bottom of the certificate, such as "Best sentient sword in the world" or "You won't find two friends like him!"
There is a message with the gift, written on a Christmas postcard: ]
Dear Tsururu,
I feel bad because the gift I got you probably cost the least of all the gifts I bought for this day... But it is so appropriate, I had to. I believe the value of our friendship to far exceed the value of anything I could have found. And I want you to remember it whenever you feel down for one reason or another.
Merry Christmas!
-- Ereshkigal, Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr
There is a message with the gift, written on a Christmas postcard: ]
Dear Tsururu,
I feel bad because the gift I got you probably cost the least of all the gifts I bought for this day... But it is so appropriate, I had to. I believe the value of our friendship to far exceed the value of anything I could have found. And I want you to remember it whenever you feel down for one reason or another.
Merry Christmas!
-- Ereshkigal, Goddess of Death and Queen of Kûr
[ Left on Tsurumaru's door is a small box, wrapped in cute, Christmassy paper. Inside are a couple of gifts:
Tsurumaru-san,
Beat me up next year too, okay?
- Yuji. ]
🐯 A pocket square, with bird motifs all over itUnder it all is a note:
🐯 One handmade birdhouse, for the hummingbirds (Yuji used the one Megumi got him as a base).
🐯 Some chocolates, in a mixture of flavours.
Tsurumaru-san,
Beat me up next year too, okay?
- Yuji. ]
[ The morning dawns, and Aki is awake.
It's harder to sleep during the colder months, even with the solid weight of Tsurumaru at his side to keep him warm and settled. The flickering, ember-like drops of snow that fall down outside the window still leave his stomach in knots even now, and it makes it hard for him to settle and rest properly, no matter how hard he tries. He used to drown himself in missions, volunteering himself time and time again so that other people could be with their family, but he doesn't have that option any more.
He doesn't really need it, either, when he can wake up with Tsurumaru at his side.
This morning he wakes up first, and he deliberately lets himself lie there, staring at the man beside him, filled with warmth and adoration. His heart is flooded with it, with how much love he feels, even if he doesn't think he has any real right to it. How he did this, how he somehow earned the right to cherish Tsurumaru in this lifetime is beyond him, but he's not planning on letting it slip between his fingers before it's his time to go.
Leaning down over the side of the bed, he reaches for a carefully wrapped box, lifting it and casually placing it on his boyfriend's chest.
Then he leans back, lounging, grabbing his book and starting to read.
Tsuru will wake up eventually. ]
It's harder to sleep during the colder months, even with the solid weight of Tsurumaru at his side to keep him warm and settled. The flickering, ember-like drops of snow that fall down outside the window still leave his stomach in knots even now, and it makes it hard for him to settle and rest properly, no matter how hard he tries. He used to drown himself in missions, volunteering himself time and time again so that other people could be with their family, but he doesn't have that option any more.
He doesn't really need it, either, when he can wake up with Tsurumaru at his side.
This morning he wakes up first, and he deliberately lets himself lie there, staring at the man beside him, filled with warmth and adoration. His heart is flooded with it, with how much love he feels, even if he doesn't think he has any real right to it. How he did this, how he somehow earned the right to cherish Tsurumaru in this lifetime is beyond him, but he's not planning on letting it slip between his fingers before it's his time to go.
Leaning down over the side of the bed, he reaches for a carefully wrapped box, lifting it and casually placing it on his boyfriend's chest.
Then he leans back, lounging, grabbing his book and starting to read.
Tsuru will wake up eventually. ]
(Winter always makes Tsurumaru feel a certain way.
The days are shorter and darkness falls sooner. (It's dark.)
He feels numb to touch and his bones feel so stiff. (It's cold.)
The world slows down and everything sounds more muffled. (It's quiet.)
And when he sleeps, he dreams of a familiar place. Dark, cold, quiet, so completely, utterly, and totally boring. It's so boring in his dreams, he feels like he might die in his sleep. It makes waking up harder as he falls deeper and deeper into sleep during the night. He sleeps in more and buries himself deeper into the blankets in the mornings but he always manages to wake up.
Because no matter how long the dark is,
Morning light always pours into the room. (It's bright.)
There's always a constant and now familiar presence beside him. (It's warm.)
Someone always stirs him awake and he remembers there are things to do. (It's wonderful.)
Back at the citadel, it had always been his companions that dragged him out from the darkness in his dreams. He didn't think he'd find something like that here that could do the same. He didn't think he'd find someone.
But sure enough, it doesn't take long after Aki wakes for Tsurumaru to start to stir. He doesn't get up when the blankets and covers shift beside him but there's a twitch of his fingers and his face starts to scrunch as if he's just beginning to realize that something has changed. His chest rises and falls steadily still but in his sleep, he can feel a new weight on him. Occasionally, he can hear the flutter of a page and after a few flips... he turns over in his sleep. The box falls over between them and he reacts with an unintelligible, sleepy mumble. Gold eyes flutter open and he blinks in the morning light, eyes vaguely focusing on the unfamiliar shape next to him before looking up blearily at Aki, half awake and hand reaching to get ahold of him.)
The days are shorter and darkness falls sooner. (It's dark.)
He feels numb to touch and his bones feel so stiff. (It's cold.)
The world slows down and everything sounds more muffled. (It's quiet.)
And when he sleeps, he dreams of a familiar place. Dark, cold, quiet, so completely, utterly, and totally boring. It's so boring in his dreams, he feels like he might die in his sleep. It makes waking up harder as he falls deeper and deeper into sleep during the night. He sleeps in more and buries himself deeper into the blankets in the mornings but he always manages to wake up.
Because no matter how long the dark is,
Morning light always pours into the room. (It's bright.)
There's always a constant and now familiar presence beside him. (It's warm.)
Someone always stirs him awake and he remembers there are things to do. (It's wonderful.)
Back at the citadel, it had always been his companions that dragged him out from the darkness in his dreams. He didn't think he'd find something like that here that could do the same. He didn't think he'd find someone.
But sure enough, it doesn't take long after Aki wakes for Tsurumaru to start to stir. He doesn't get up when the blankets and covers shift beside him but there's a twitch of his fingers and his face starts to scrunch as if he's just beginning to realize that something has changed. His chest rises and falls steadily still but in his sleep, he can feel a new weight on him. Occasionally, he can hear the flutter of a page and after a few flips... he turns over in his sleep. The box falls over between them and he reacts with an unintelligible, sleepy mumble. Gold eyes flutter open and he blinks in the morning light, eyes vaguely focusing on the unfamiliar shape next to him before looking up blearily at Aki, half awake and hand reaching to get ahold of him.)
[ On a normal morning, Aki might have pulled himself out of bed at this point and gone to make them something warm to wake up to - a nice coffee for himself and some tea for Tsurumaru. If he was feeling really bold then he might try to sneak away and make some breakfast, or in the past try and have a cigarette with the smoke billowing out the window, but that’s an older habit now.
He smokes less and less, because he wants what little he has of his life to continue here.
Tsurumaru shifts into bleary wakefulness beside him and Aki laughs softly, reaching to pick up the box and place it back on top of him - this time on his head, just because he can, his hand sliding around to brush his fingers over his partner’s cheek, touching thumb to his mouth. ]
Good morning, Tsuru.
[ He wants to kiss him (always wants to kiss him) but he can wait for a few moments more.
There’s some things he has to say first. ]
He smokes less and less, because he wants what little he has of his life to continue here.
Tsurumaru shifts into bleary wakefulness beside him and Aki laughs softly, reaching to pick up the box and place it back on top of him - this time on his head, just because he can, his hand sliding around to brush his fingers over his partner’s cheek, touching thumb to his mouth. ]
Good morning, Tsuru.
[ He wants to kiss him (always wants to kiss him) but he can wait for a few moments more.
There’s some things he has to say first. ]
(What's so funny, he wonders, and his attention once again goes to the box between them. Before he can register it again, Aki takes it and places it atop him and he mumbles again. It sounds like the start of a question, "What's that?"
Reflexively, he leans into his touch, feeling the warmth of his hand against him and he thinks he might be able to go back to sleep again with how nice it feels. Of course, it makes the box on his head fall off once again and he fumbles to catch it with both of his hands, sitting upright and becoming a little more alert. The box tumbles into his open palms and it's only now that he realizes that this brightly colored box is a gift. A second later, it dawns on him what day it is, and it's like one spark after another as everything falls into place and he starts to really wake up.
Smiling down at the gift, feeling excited at the idea of what might be inside, he shifts to move closer to Aki... and leans across him, stretching to reach out for the side of the bed. )
Wait, wait...
(As if on cue, two of the hummingbirds stir start to push small gift bag out from under. He loops his fingers around the string and pulls himself back up, using Aki as support. Repositioning himself next to Aki, he offers the bag to him,)
Happy Christmas, Aki.
(This is what they're supposed to say this morning, right?)
Reflexively, he leans into his touch, feeling the warmth of his hand against him and he thinks he might be able to go back to sleep again with how nice it feels. Of course, it makes the box on his head fall off once again and he fumbles to catch it with both of his hands, sitting upright and becoming a little more alert. The box tumbles into his open palms and it's only now that he realizes that this brightly colored box is a gift. A second later, it dawns on him what day it is, and it's like one spark after another as everything falls into place and he starts to really wake up.
Smiling down at the gift, feeling excited at the idea of what might be inside, he shifts to move closer to Aki... and leans across him, stretching to reach out for the side of the bed. )
Wait, wait...
(As if on cue, two of the hummingbirds stir start to push small gift bag out from under. He loops his fingers around the string and pulls himself back up, using Aki as support. Repositioning himself next to Aki, he offers the bag to him,)
Happy Christmas, Aki.
(This is what they're supposed to say this morning, right?)
[ Watching Tsuru move is sweet, and it reminds Aki of all he has here - the happiness, the sense of peace and contentment, the joy. He’s made a life for himself with Denji and Tsurumaru; he doesn’t want to give it up. No one is going to take this from him, not if he has anything to say about it. Not when he only has such a short amount of time left.
Leaning in, he finally takes what he wants, pressing a kiss to his partner’s forehead gently. He also opens his arms, as if asking Tsuru to come and settle against his chest under the blankets, straddling him. He’d be happier that way for sure. ]
Happy Christmas.
[ Happy, truly happy.
Aki nudges the box closer with a soft hum, his tracker ring flickering in the low, humming light of the room. It’s something, isn’t it? Something special. They’re something special. ]
Can you open this first?
Leaning in, he finally takes what he wants, pressing a kiss to his partner’s forehead gently. He also opens his arms, as if asking Tsuru to come and settle against his chest under the blankets, straddling him. He’d be happier that way for sure. ]
Happy Christmas.
[ Happy, truly happy.
Aki nudges the box closer with a soft hum, his tracker ring flickering in the low, humming light of the room. It’s something, isn’t it? Something special. They’re something special. ]
Can you open this first?
(It feels natural to settle against Aki, relaxing against him and feeling like he belongs here. He takes a second to readjust the front of his sleeping robe, covering his chest properly and smoothing out his collar. It's like he has to make himself presentable before he accepts Aki's gift but once he's ready, he holds it out in front of him and smiles with anticipation,)
You're excited...
(He doesn't need a ring to be able to tell that much. But carefully, he slides his finger nail against the tape and folds and begins to unwrap the present neatly. He's careful, even with the paper, like he might save it for later... but really, it's just the particular care Tsurumaru gives to most things. Aki had taken the time to wrap it up so prettily and neatly, the least he can do is respect it.)
You're excited...
(He doesn't need a ring to be able to tell that much. But carefully, he slides his finger nail against the tape and folds and begins to unwrap the present neatly. He's careful, even with the paper, like he might save it for later... but really, it's just the particular care Tsurumaru gives to most things. Aki had taken the time to wrap it up so prettily and neatly, the least he can do is respect it.)
Mm.
[ It’s true that he is excited, but he’s nervous as well. Aki has some backup gifts for if this one isn’t received well, but he doesn’t want to end up looking foolish because of it all. The truth is that this gift means something special to him and he wants Tsuru to like it, wants him to appreciate it for the sentiment behind it.
As he opens it and gets inside the gift is revealed. There’s a small box that, when opened, reveals a bracelet - two, actually, with charms on. One has a sword that looks suspiciously like Tsurumaru’s, the other has a sheath that looks familiar for the same reason.
Aki coughs. ]
I thought… We could collect memories. Each time we do something together, we can get a charm to remember it by. Denji has a necklace, but I…
[ He hesitates. ]
I don’t have a lot of time left, so I want to remember the happy moments.
[ It’s true that he is excited, but he’s nervous as well. Aki has some backup gifts for if this one isn’t received well, but he doesn’t want to end up looking foolish because of it all. The truth is that this gift means something special to him and he wants Tsuru to like it, wants him to appreciate it for the sentiment behind it.
As he opens it and gets inside the gift is revealed. There’s a small box that, when opened, reveals a bracelet - two, actually, with charms on. One has a sword that looks suspiciously like Tsurumaru’s, the other has a sheath that looks familiar for the same reason.
Aki coughs. ]
I thought… We could collect memories. Each time we do something together, we can get a charm to remember it by. Denji has a necklace, but I…
[ He hesitates. ]
I don’t have a lot of time left, so I want to remember the happy moments.
(Carefully setting the paper and ribbons aside, he turns his attention to the box. It's small which isn't a problem but its size makes him curious. Gently, he opens the box and immediately recognizes what it is when he sees a flash of metal.
Precious metal, artfully crafted, delicate compared to himself... he spreads his fingers across it, tracing the band down to the first charm. He recognizes the shape of the curve of the blade and on the other, he can see the small marks that bring familiar embellishments to mind. More jewelry. Another precious gift. His heart skips a beat and his voice catches in his throat. He's thoughtfully quiet and it's Aki's voice that snaps him back to the present.
Looking up, turning to face Aki, eyes wide and bright, he reaches to take Aki's hand in his own and gives it a squeeze,)
We already have memories. (There's no "I thought we could..." about it. They've already done it and ) And I want to make more with you.
(Fingers spreading, fitting between Aki's,)
I like our story. All of it.
("I don't have a lot of time left." Don't say that, he thinks. It makes him sad. He doesn't want to think about that. It cuts through the moment like a knife, it twists, it makes his chest ache uncomfortably, and like Aki, he wants to remember the happy moments. )
I told you, I would take all of your days and give you all of mine in turn.
(Even without Aki's circumstances, human life is short compared to his. He doesn't want to think about the time they have left. He wants to think about the time they can spend together.)
Precious metal, artfully crafted, delicate compared to himself... he spreads his fingers across it, tracing the band down to the first charm. He recognizes the shape of the curve of the blade and on the other, he can see the small marks that bring familiar embellishments to mind. More jewelry. Another precious gift. His heart skips a beat and his voice catches in his throat. He's thoughtfully quiet and it's Aki's voice that snaps him back to the present.
Looking up, turning to face Aki, eyes wide and bright, he reaches to take Aki's hand in his own and gives it a squeeze,)
We already have memories. (There's no "I thought we could..." about it. They've already done it and ) And I want to make more with you.
(Fingers spreading, fitting between Aki's,)
I like our story. All of it.
("I don't have a lot of time left." Don't say that, he thinks. It makes him sad. He doesn't want to think about that. It cuts through the moment like a knife, it twists, it makes his chest ache uncomfortably, and like Aki, he wants to remember the happy moments. )
I told you, I would take all of your days and give you all of mine in turn.
(Even without Aki's circumstances, human life is short compared to his. He doesn't want to think about the time they have left. He wants to think about the time they can spend together.)
[ There are other things that Aki wants to give him, little side gifts that don't hold as much meaning, but the bracelet was the most important one. He had found it in a jewellers off one of the main streets when they'd been shopping around in November and had been captivated by the idea of it, of little memories to bring a smile to their faces.
He'll be gone. He sold too much of his life away. But he can live here, a little longer, for them. The medics had already told him he had more life here than he would have at home, so he can take that and be happy. He can enjoy it, for what it is, because he has a reason to want to live now - multiple reasons, all here with him.
Their hands touch, fingers linking together, and Aki almost breathes out a sigh of relief. ]
That sounds...
[ Aki leans in, kissing his cheek gently, nudging their noses together. He takes his free hand to lift the bracelet, drawing away only so that he can unclasp it and go to place it on Tsurumaru's wrist, to touch his soft skin and feel that anchoring sensation of home one again. ]
It sounds like a proposal, Tsuru.
He'll be gone. He sold too much of his life away. But he can live here, a little longer, for them. The medics had already told him he had more life here than he would have at home, so he can take that and be happy. He can enjoy it, for what it is, because he has a reason to want to live now - multiple reasons, all here with him.
Their hands touch, fingers linking together, and Aki almost breathes out a sigh of relief. ]
That sounds...
[ Aki leans in, kissing his cheek gently, nudging their noses together. He takes his free hand to lift the bracelet, drawing away only so that he can unclasp it and go to place it on Tsurumaru's wrist, to touch his soft skin and feel that anchoring sensation of home one again. ]
It sounds like a proposal, Tsuru.
(Nuzzling against him, leaning close to press a kiss to Aki's lips, quick, fleeting, but still wanting more when he pulls away. Letting Aki take his hand, watching as he places yet another piece of jewelry on him and feeling that same fluttering feeling in his chest all over again.
He feels like his chest might burst when Aki finishes his thought and immediately, his face grows hot and he raises the sleeve of his robe up to cover his face. Still, it's impossible to hide how brightly he's glowing behind it all. He's so red, he probably looks like the crane he's named after.)
You...
(Don't tease him like that. Not now. Not after he's let Aki adorn him a second time with another set of jewelry. The meaning isn't lost on him but admitting it out loud adds another element to it all.)
You're one to talk...!
(It's all he can say at first. He can't deny it. Aki is right. Even if it wasn't his intent, it did sound like that and oh... he thinks he's embarrassed. He's definitely embarrassed, head spinning and face glowing but that hasn't stopped the fluttering feeling. No, if anything, he feels like there's a frenzy inside his chest right now and that just makes his head spin even more.)
He feels like his chest might burst when Aki finishes his thought and immediately, his face grows hot and he raises the sleeve of his robe up to cover his face. Still, it's impossible to hide how brightly he's glowing behind it all. He's so red, he probably looks like the crane he's named after.)
You...
(Don't tease him like that. Not now. Not after he's let Aki adorn him a second time with another set of jewelry. The meaning isn't lost on him but admitting it out loud adds another element to it all.)
You're one to talk...!
(It's all he can say at first. He can't deny it. Aki is right. Even if it wasn't his intent, it did sound like that and oh... he thinks he's embarrassed. He's definitely embarrassed, head spinning and face glowing but that hasn't stopped the fluttering feeling. No, if anything, he feels like there's a frenzy inside his chest right now and that just makes his head spin even more.)
[ Aki really can't help the way he laughs, a low little chuckle that thrums through him, a gentle rumble of affection. It's impossible for him to resist the urge to draw Tsurumaru closer, to try and tug him to sit on his lap, even as he leans up to kiss him, to press little reminders of his affection against his jaw and neck. Aki wants to worship him, to show his love over and over again, to do whatever it takes to make sure that this man understands just how adored he is.
He doesn't have enough time, but he will try his best. He'll do whatever it takes.
Finally, his hand lifts to cup Tsurumaru's cheek again, to draw him close, so their foreheads can touch.
The words come out a little bolder than they might have a few months ago, when Aki was still adjusting to the notion of falling in love. ]
Ishmael-san thought that I had already proposed to you with the rings, since I was thinking about it.
[ Their noses brush, their eyes meet, and Aki hums softly. ]
I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day.
[ Maybe one day soon. He doesn't like the idea of leaving Tsurumaru as some kind of widow in the future, but he also can't deny that the idea of being bound to him for what little life he has left is a thrilling one, that makes his heart race and his stomach twist.
A real family. To be a real husband -
impossible dreams, once. ]
He doesn't have enough time, but he will try his best. He'll do whatever it takes.
Finally, his hand lifts to cup Tsurumaru's cheek again, to draw him close, so their foreheads can touch.
The words come out a little bolder than they might have a few months ago, when Aki was still adjusting to the notion of falling in love. ]
Ishmael-san thought that I had already proposed to you with the rings, since I was thinking about it.
[ Their noses brush, their eyes meet, and Aki hums softly. ]
I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day.
[ Maybe one day soon. He doesn't like the idea of leaving Tsurumaru as some kind of widow in the future, but he also can't deny that the idea of being bound to him for what little life he has left is a thrilling one, that makes his heart race and his stomach twist.
A real family. To be a real husband -
impossible dreams, once. ]
(There's just the slightest, weakest resistance as he tries to keep his face hidden. He's always cared about his appearance and his image and being a flustered, bright-red tomato isn't how he wants to be perceived at all. Aki laughs but Tsurumaru can only stare wide eyed back at him, surprised, confused, trying to keep up and process everything.
The matching rings. Symbolically becoming a set pair. The promises they've made. To spend the rest of their days together. He opens his mouth to say something back but all that comes out is silence and...
"I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day."
It's sudden but there's a short, sudden burst of wind. One might think the window was left open for a second but this gust is warm and instead of snow blowing in from the window... cherry blossom petals fall from thin air. Pale pink, practically white, falling like heavy snow around the two of them. Aki should be familiar with the little bursts of spiritual energy that Tsurumaru sometimes gives off when he's surprised or in a particularly good mood but this feels a more dramatic.)
I'm not a spousal sword.
(He says like that should make everything clear.)
I've never been in a wedding.
(He's never been a part of a dowry or an offering to symbolize any sort of union. That's a different domain. One he's never been involved in. He doesn't belong in a wedding. He can't be married. He's not that kind of sword.
As human as he looks, as human as he acts at times, he isn't human. Marriage as a human concept...
... feels out of reach for him.)
The matching rings. Symbolically becoming a set pair. The promises they've made. To spend the rest of their days together. He opens his mouth to say something back but all that comes out is silence and...
"I wouldn't mind it. Making it official, one day."
It's sudden but there's a short, sudden burst of wind. One might think the window was left open for a second but this gust is warm and instead of snow blowing in from the window... cherry blossom petals fall from thin air. Pale pink, practically white, falling like heavy snow around the two of them. Aki should be familiar with the little bursts of spiritual energy that Tsurumaru sometimes gives off when he's surprised or in a particularly good mood but this feels a more dramatic.)
I'm not a spousal sword.
(He says like that should make everything clear.)
I've never been in a wedding.
(He's never been a part of a dowry or an offering to symbolize any sort of union. That's a different domain. One he's never been involved in. He doesn't belong in a wedding. He can't be married. He's not that kind of sword.
As human as he looks, as human as he acts at times, he isn't human. Marriage as a human concept...
... feels out of reach for him.)
[ Time has lent itself to Aki becoming more and more accustomed to the strangeness that his partner brings to their relationship, and the magical rush of cherry blossoms is one of those things. He's tried to capture them enough times, press them between the pages of books to have them as little memories, but they disappear faster than he can keep them safe and sound.
It's almost disappointing.
Something warm spreads through his gut, a quiet, pleased happiness that settles inside of him and makes him laugh softly. He wants more of these moments, he wants more of these things, the brushes of Tsurumaru's spiritual energy, the tenderness, the way that it inspires something beautiful inside of him.
Leaning in, he kisses him gently, unable to resist. ]
You could be. You could be my spousal sword.
[ Smiling, his hand draws him closer, fingers stroking through his hair. ]
Do you want to...? In the future?
[ There's a hint of nervousness, now. ]
I know I won't live forever, I know... I won't be around long enough for it to be...
[ Worthwhile. He pauses, sudden grief flickering over his face. ]
But it would be...
It's almost disappointing.
Something warm spreads through his gut, a quiet, pleased happiness that settles inside of him and makes him laugh softly. He wants more of these moments, he wants more of these things, the brushes of Tsurumaru's spiritual energy, the tenderness, the way that it inspires something beautiful inside of him.
Leaning in, he kisses him gently, unable to resist. ]
You could be. You could be my spousal sword.
[ Smiling, his hand draws him closer, fingers stroking through his hair. ]
Do you want to...? In the future?
[ There's a hint of nervousness, now. ]
I know I won't live forever, I know... I won't be around long enough for it to be...
[ Worthwhile. He pauses, sudden grief flickering over his face. ]
But it would be...
(It's like one critical attack after the next. The way Aki says things so simply, so plainly, like everything is so easy and natural for him... it makes him crumble.
He could be, Aki says. If he wants to. Does he want to? He starts to nod and catches himself. Still in Aki's arms, he holds onto him in turn, as if he's bracing himself, using him to support himself.
He won't live forever. Tsurumaru knows that but the reminder makes him feel cold.)
Don't say that. (Don't talk about those things. Don't make him sad. He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't need to be reminded.) You're here now.
(And that's enough. He could say more but he's at a loss for words. He feels like there are a million things welling up inside him but when it comes to speak, nothing comes out.
Shifting, he makes sure he straddles Aki, making sure he's sitting in front of him and takes a breath. Meeting his eyes, Aki can probably see the way something is turning in Tsurumaru's head. Gears are turning, something is working, and it's clear that he's still processing everything.)
You're a human. (Reaching to hold his face, tracing his thumb along his cheek, Tsurumaru whispers voice filled with quiet wonder,) Completely... totally... simply... really a human.
... What am I for you?
(Human? A sword? A kami?)
He could be, Aki says. If he wants to. Does he want to? He starts to nod and catches himself. Still in Aki's arms, he holds onto him in turn, as if he's bracing himself, using him to support himself.
He won't live forever. Tsurumaru knows that but the reminder makes him feel cold.)
Don't say that. (Don't talk about those things. Don't make him sad. He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't need to be reminded.) You're here now.
(And that's enough. He could say more but he's at a loss for words. He feels like there are a million things welling up inside him but when it comes to speak, nothing comes out.
Shifting, he makes sure he straddles Aki, making sure he's sitting in front of him and takes a breath. Meeting his eyes, Aki can probably see the way something is turning in Tsurumaru's head. Gears are turning, something is working, and it's clear that he's still processing everything.)
You're a human. (Reaching to hold his face, tracing his thumb along his cheek, Tsurumaru whispers voice filled with quiet wonder,) Completely... totally... simply... really a human.
... What am I for you?
(Human? A sword? A kami?)
[ There’s no hesitation in Aki as he holds on to Tsurumaru, letting him adjust to clambering on his lap, getting comfortable. It’s natural now, a familiar shift of their bodies, one arm hooking around his waist and the other resting on his thigh, rubbing his fingers over the spot there gently.
They’ve done it before, maybe a dozen times. Each time it makes his heart just a little bit giddy, because somehow he has been chosen. He is the one being loved. Tsurumaru kisses him and touches him and wears his ring, and it’s painfully beautiful to think about.
He nods, and Aki can feel his cheeks getting heated, red and hot. He didn’t wake up with the intention of proposing, but it’s tumbled out of him all the same, a mixture of desperation and uncertainty that’s mingled with his adoration and warmth time and time again. He wants this.
Aki wants him. For the rest of his life.
Drawn back to the present, he tilts his head up. ]
What are you?
[ He pauses, considering for a long moment. ]
I know you’re a blade. I know you were for someone else, once, and that person will always be special. I know you have powers, and that you’re not just a human like I am. I know you’re special.
[ But, well. Aki smiles. ]
For me? To me? You’re Tsuru. You’re my heart.
They’ve done it before, maybe a dozen times. Each time it makes his heart just a little bit giddy, because somehow he has been chosen. He is the one being loved. Tsurumaru kisses him and touches him and wears his ring, and it’s painfully beautiful to think about.
He nods, and Aki can feel his cheeks getting heated, red and hot. He didn’t wake up with the intention of proposing, but it’s tumbled out of him all the same, a mixture of desperation and uncertainty that’s mingled with his adoration and warmth time and time again. He wants this.
Aki wants him. For the rest of his life.
Drawn back to the present, he tilts his head up. ]
What are you?
[ He pauses, considering for a long moment. ]
I know you’re a blade. I know you were for someone else, once, and that person will always be special. I know you have powers, and that you’re not just a human like I am. I know you’re special.
[ But, well. Aki smiles. ]
For me? To me? You’re Tsuru. You’re my heart.
(When he holds him, he thinks how different it is. It isn't firm or heavy like one would normally carry a sword. Aki holds him gently but like he's precious but it's different from the other times Tsurumaru has been held. He's been handled carefully and delicately before. He is, after all, a treasured item. But no, Aki holds him sweetly, like he's not just some precious thing.
It's so comfortable here. He's been in this position before and it feels so natural. The way he settles on his lap, the way he wraps his arm around him, holds him... like he fits; like he doesn't belong just at his side but with all of him.)
Hold me.
(Keep holding him like this.)
Care for me.
(In more ways than just clove oil and fine paper and polishing cloths. With warm touches, with soft kisses, with heated moments, and with beautiful words. Not locked up in a case or put up on display but handled lovingly but outside and in private.)
Call me yours.
(Not his belonging. Not his property. Not just a sword. His lover. His heart. His heart feels full, his heart feels like it's flying. There's an ache that tugs at it and his vision begins to sparkle at the edges and his voice feels tight in his throat. He's certain that he's happy but he feels like he could cry.)
Even if I'm like this... (Not human. Foreign. Strange. Different. Something dangerous. Something else.) ... Can I be yours?
(His spousal sword. His sword. His spouse. His heart. His?)
It's so comfortable here. He's been in this position before and it feels so natural. The way he settles on his lap, the way he wraps his arm around him, holds him... like he fits; like he doesn't belong just at his side but with all of him.)
Hold me.
(Keep holding him like this.)
Care for me.
(In more ways than just clove oil and fine paper and polishing cloths. With warm touches, with soft kisses, with heated moments, and with beautiful words. Not locked up in a case or put up on display but handled lovingly but outside and in private.)
Call me yours.
(Not his belonging. Not his property. Not just a sword. His lover. His heart. His heart feels full, his heart feels like it's flying. There's an ache that tugs at it and his vision begins to sparkle at the edges and his voice feels tight in his throat. He's certain that he's happy but he feels like he could cry.)
Even if I'm like this... (Not human. Foreign. Strange. Different. Something dangerous. Something else.) ... Can I be yours?
(His spousal sword. His sword. His spouse. His heart. His?)
[ It’s funny, almost, to say all these things and make all these promises without actually saying the words that are burning on his tongue, demanding to be said. It’s the adoration, the want, the warmth, all of it building and bubbling under the surface, making him yearn for something that’s right there in front of him. Aki has never been adept at this, never been good at it, but he wants to be.
He loves Tsurumaru. He wants to be good enough.
It’s almost too easy to give into him, because it feels perfectly natural. It feels right.
After everything they’ve done and been through together… This is what they’ve earned. ]
You’re mine. You’re my partner, Tsurumaru, you’re…
[ Breathless, filled with emotion, Aki leans close.
He doesn’t deserve this. He’s going to die. Tsurumaru will be left alone.
But he’ll have Denji. He’ll have memories. Maybe in the next life they can be together again. ]
I’ll be yours too. However you want me. I’ll stay with you.
He loves Tsurumaru. He wants to be good enough.
It’s almost too easy to give into him, because it feels perfectly natural. It feels right.
After everything they’ve done and been through together… This is what they’ve earned. ]
You’re mine. You’re my partner, Tsurumaru, you’re…
[ Breathless, filled with emotion, Aki leans close.
He doesn’t deserve this. He’s going to die. Tsurumaru will be left alone.
But he’ll have Denji. He’ll have memories. Maybe in the next life they can be together again. ]
I’ll be yours too. However you want me. I’ll stay with you.
(Leaning closer.
He still doesn't know if it's possible. Humans and kami are different things. Some day, Aki will die and he'll have to carry that familiar weight of grief all over again. These warm, bright, exciting days will end and he'll inevitably return to a familiar, cold, dark, and quiet grave.
He still doesn't know if this is right. A lot of things could go wrong. But if they're like this. If they become like that.
Draping his arms around Aki, pulling himself up, leaning in.
He doesn't need to know everything. If he thinks about himself at the beginning of the year, there were plenty of things he didn't know. A thousand things he never considered. And each time, Aki had been patient, waited, explained, helped him understand.)
Yes. (They can figure this out too.) I want you.
You and all of your time.
(Vision blurry, chest rising and falling, heart pounding, he presses his mouth against Aki's. Slowly, sweetly, lovingly. He loves Aki. He loves him.
Yes, yes, yes.)
He still doesn't know if it's possible. Humans and kami are different things. Some day, Aki will die and he'll have to carry that familiar weight of grief all over again. These warm, bright, exciting days will end and he'll inevitably return to a familiar, cold, dark, and quiet grave.
He still doesn't know if this is right. A lot of things could go wrong. But if they're like this. If they become like that.
Draping his arms around Aki, pulling himself up, leaning in.
He doesn't need to know everything. If he thinks about himself at the beginning of the year, there were plenty of things he didn't know. A thousand things he never considered. And each time, Aki had been patient, waited, explained, helped him understand.)
Yes. (They can figure this out too.) I want you.
You and all of your time.
(Vision blurry, chest rising and falling, heart pounding, he presses his mouth against Aki's. Slowly, sweetly, lovingly. He loves Aki. He loves him.
Yes, yes, yes.)
Then... We can promsie that.
[ It doesn't need to be more than that, does it? It doesn't have to be anything except what they want it to be, anything expect the happiness and joy that comes with two people finding one another in the midst of everything. His joy and his warmth settles in him like something sweet, and he lifts his hands, metal and flesh, to cup Tsurumaru's cheek gently.
He's happy here. He's allowed to be happy here.
Leaning back, he smiles, only stopping to return the kiss, to let his arms wrap around the other man and hold him gently, fingers curling in his hair. ]
I think...
[ Breathless, quiet against his mouth. ]
I think I would like being your husband.
[ It doesn't need to be more than that, does it? It doesn't have to be anything except what they want it to be, anything expect the happiness and joy that comes with two people finding one another in the midst of everything. His joy and his warmth settles in him like something sweet, and he lifts his hands, metal and flesh, to cup Tsurumaru's cheek gently.
He's happy here. He's allowed to be happy here.
Leaning back, he smiles, only stopping to return the kiss, to let his arms wrap around the other man and hold him gently, fingers curling in his hair. ]
I think...
[ Breathless, quiet against his mouth. ]
I think I would like being your husband.
(Perfectly framed in his hands, he blinks away some of the moisture in his eyes and smiles at him; beautiful, radiating, and practically preening for Aki. He leans in, pushing him back against the pillows, and hums pleasantly as he runs his fingers through his hair. He keeps close. Even when Aki breaks away, he nuzzles against him. )
Husband...
(The word doesn't sound right or real to him but he sighs and tries again, )
My husband.
(It feels new and exciting to him and he shifts atop him, hugging him close and speaking sweetly,)
I think I would like it, too.
(Leaning in for another kiss... )
Husband...
(The word doesn't sound right or real to him but he sighs and tries again, )
My husband.
(It feels new and exciting to him and he shifts atop him, hugging him close and speaking sweetly,)
I think I would like it, too.
(Leaning in for another kiss... )
(... there's a series of beeps at the door, signaling security access being granted. Someone is about to come in and Tsurumaru immediately pulls back, slipping back to Aki's side while pulling the covers partially over them.
The door opens with a slide and in comes...
... A hummingbird drone, carrying a gift bag. It zips in and leaves the bag on the floor beside them and zips right back out, the door closing behind it as if nothing had happened.)
The door opens with a slide and in comes...
... A hummingbird drone, carrying a gift bag. It zips in and leaves the bag on the floor beside them and zips right back out, the door closing behind it as if nothing had happened.)
(Turning his face to make it easier for him, he leans back and practically purrs as Aki teases him. Reaching up to wrap his arms around him, his hands coming to rest on the back of Aki's neck, he runs his fingers through his hair.)
Maybe I want to see you mad for me.
(And he turns to kiss him, nipping at him, teasing, trying to get a reaction,)
Crazy for me.
(Looking up at him with lidded eyes, smiling playfully, fingers twirling through his hair, tugging gently as he sighs,)
Aki.
(Dearest Aki.)
Maybe I want to see you mad for me.
(And he turns to kiss him, nipping at him, teasing, trying to get a reaction,)
Crazy for me.
(Looking up at him with lidded eyes, smiling playfully, fingers twirling through his hair, tugging gently as he sighs,)
Aki.
(Dearest Aki.)
Haven't you already?
[ Moments of jealousy, of idle rage, of frustration and hurt - Aki had given it all to him. He had sunk into the feelings, pathetic and sour of him, despite - everything.
Leaning in, he kisses Tsurumaru's forehead, his cheek, his nose, laughing softly. ]
It's just for you.
[ Moments of jealousy, of idle rage, of frustration and hurt - Aki had given it all to him. He had sunk into the feelings, pathetic and sour of him, despite - everything.
Leaning in, he kisses Tsurumaru's forehead, his cheek, his nose, laughing softly. ]
It's just for you.
I want it again.
(He tries to keep up, tries to catch his kisses and laughs every time he fails. Heart pounding in his chest, face glowing to a light shade of pink, he shifts beneath him. He feels warm and if he had his ring on right now, Aki would feel his patience running out, his excitement growing, how much he wants him.
When he speaks again, he keeps his voice quiet and low, the way he always does when they're alone in their room. He won't let anyone else hear him. Right now, he's only for Aki.)
You aren't going to make me wait until our wedding, are you?
(He's teasing. He's joking. They share the same bed; they've made love so many times already; he's seen him shameless before; it would be silly to suddenly pretend to have modesty. )
Make me yours--
(And there's another beep at the door and Tsurumaru shoves Aki away again. He holds his breath as the hummingbirds make yet another delivery and he doesn't take another breath until they leave. When they're gone, he takes a deep breath and just lies there... looking completely dumbfounded.)
(He tries to keep up, tries to catch his kisses and laughs every time he fails. Heart pounding in his chest, face glowing to a light shade of pink, he shifts beneath him. He feels warm and if he had his ring on right now, Aki would feel his patience running out, his excitement growing, how much he wants him.
When he speaks again, he keeps his voice quiet and low, the way he always does when they're alone in their room. He won't let anyone else hear him. Right now, he's only for Aki.)
You aren't going to make me wait until our wedding, are you?
(He's teasing. He's joking. They share the same bed; they've made love so many times already; he's seen him shameless before; it would be silly to suddenly pretend to have modesty. )
Make me yours--
(And there's another beep at the door and Tsurumaru shoves Aki away again. He holds his breath as the hummingbirds make yet another delivery and he doesn't take another breath until they leave. When they're gone, he takes a deep breath and just lies there... looking completely dumbfounded.)
I won't make you wait.
[ Aki is touching him, fingers stroking along the soft shape of his waist, his hip, sneaking up and above Tsurumaru's shirt - seeking out the heat of his body, the flush of him, the way that he wants to kiss him until his lips are numb and bruised, until they're as close as two people can be -
and then the door opens again, and his fingers drop away with a huff of noise, his eyes widening for a moment. ]
... That...
[ Twice? There's no way, surely?
Groaning, he leans in and puts his forehead on Tsurumaru's shoulder with a groan. ]
Nn.
[ Aki is touching him, fingers stroking along the soft shape of his waist, his hip, sneaking up and above Tsurumaru's shirt - seeking out the heat of his body, the flush of him, the way that he wants to kiss him until his lips are numb and bruised, until they're as close as two people can be -
and then the door opens again, and his fingers drop away with a huff of noise, his eyes widening for a moment. ]
... That...
[ Twice? There's no way, surely?
Groaning, he leans in and puts his forehead on Tsurumaru's shoulder with a groan. ]
Nn.
(Frozen from shock, he doesn't move a single muscle at first. Whereas before he'd been restless, responding to Aki, chasing all of his touches, and silently begging for more... now he's tense and almost afraid. This isn't fun. This is stressful and nothing kills the mod more than fear of being interrupted and walked in on.
Once he's absolutely certain the door is closed, he brings a hand to pat Aki on the head. Softly, almost nervously,)
... Maybe we should wait after all.
Once he's absolutely certain the door is closed, he brings a hand to pat Aki on the head. Softly, almost nervously,)
... Maybe we should wait after all.
(He lets out a breathy laugh, still shaken from what he thought was going to be a close encounter. He can't help but move himself again, rocking his hips as he braces his leg, bending at the knee next to Aki. He can't deny that the consecutive interruptions have killed his mood but he always wants to spoil Aki. He always wants to give him what he wants. He wants the same thing.)
Someone might see us.
(Speaking quietly, he tugs at Aki's shirt, pulling both of them closer,)
We might be surprised again.
(But it's hard to say no. This morning has been one of the most amazing days of his entire life and right now, he knows exactly how to make it even better for both of them.)
This is a bad idea.
(It's a quiet, half-hearted warning. How can he not want this too?)
Someone might see us.
(Speaking quietly, he tugs at Aki's shirt, pulling both of them closer,)
We might be surprised again.
(But it's hard to say no. This morning has been one of the most amazing days of his entire life and right now, he knows exactly how to make it even better for both of them.)
This is a bad idea.
(It's a quiet, half-hearted warning. How can he not want this too?)
[ Aki shakes his head as he leans up, dragging kisses against Tsurumaru's jaw, his neck, letting himself indulge. It's sweet, and gentle, and a perfect conclusion to the promises they've just made with one another, the knowledge that they want to stay together for as long as they can, a promise.
Breathing out, he cups Tsurumaru's face gently. ]
Do you want to stop?
[ A soft kiss against his mouth. ]
We can stop, if you're worried...
Breathing out, he cups Tsurumaru's face gently. ]
Do you want to stop?
[ A soft kiss against his mouth. ]
We can stop, if you're worried...
(It's hard not to want more when every touch makes him feel so warm. It fills his heart, it makes his chest feel full, and when Aki pulls away, he stays still. He can only look up at him, completely captivated. There's a warmth, there's a softness, and the edge of his mouth starts to turn into a smile.
He leans into the touch and turns his face to kiss his fingers. Wrapping his fingers around his and murmuring into his touch,)
I will always want you.
(He turns back to meet him, chasing another kiss to his mouth and keeping his voice low, quiet, perfectly calm but intimately honest,)
I want you all for myself. (Reaching up to touch Aki's face, fingers tracing his cheek, the line of his jaw, the shape of his mouth,) Especially now.
(And it's in his eyes. He means it. He wants him. He likes him. He loves him. He would give him everything he has. He doesn't want this to stop. The day has barely started and it's one of the best days in his long, miserable life.
"But." But he can't. But he's nervous. But he's sorry.)
Not now. Not when others can interrupt us... or see us. (And he watches Aki carefully, so he can study his reactions, see his response,) I don't want to share myself or you with anyone else.
He leans into the touch and turns his face to kiss his fingers. Wrapping his fingers around his and murmuring into his touch,)
I will always want you.
(He turns back to meet him, chasing another kiss to his mouth and keeping his voice low, quiet, perfectly calm but intimately honest,)
I want you all for myself. (Reaching up to touch Aki's face, fingers tracing his cheek, the line of his jaw, the shape of his mouth,) Especially now.
(And it's in his eyes. He means it. He wants him. He likes him. He loves him. He would give him everything he has. He doesn't want this to stop. The day has barely started and it's one of the best days in his long, miserable life.
"But." But he can't. But he's nervous. But he's sorry.)
Not now. Not when others can interrupt us... or see us. (And he watches Aki carefully, so he can study his reactions, see his response,) I don't want to share myself or you with anyone else.
Then we can wait. That's okay.
[ Arms wrap around Tsurumaru - Aki's arms, drawing him closer, as gentle as he's ever been, stroking his fingers along the shape of his spine, the curve of his body, warm against Aki's exploring touch. He's careful with his prosthetic, as he always is, careful not to cause a chill at his touch, even as he nudges their noses together.
It's sweet. It's romantic. It's perfect.
Smiling, he draws Tsurumaru closer and holds onto him with all the gentleness that he has. ]
I don't want to be interrupted, either. Not when I can have you all to myself another time.
[ Another soft kiss. ]
Let's just enjoy the gifts while they come.
[ Arms wrap around Tsurumaru - Aki's arms, drawing him closer, as gentle as he's ever been, stroking his fingers along the shape of his spine, the curve of his body, warm against Aki's exploring touch. He's careful with his prosthetic, as he always is, careful not to cause a chill at his touch, even as he nudges their noses together.
It's sweet. It's romantic. It's perfect.
Smiling, he draws Tsurumaru closer and holds onto him with all the gentleness that he has. ]
I don't want to be interrupted, either. Not when I can have you all to myself another time.
[ Another soft kiss. ]
Let's just enjoy the gifts while they come.
(He isn't sure why he's surprised. From the first move, Aki has proven what sort of man he is. Still, he finds himself surprised and taken all the same.
He gives himself easily, letting himself be held closely in his arms. A finger runs down his back and instantly, all of his tension and all of his excitement washes away with it. His entire body relaxes and he just melts in his arms because right now, he isn't being held like a sword. It's too careful, it's too gentle, it's too loving and good. He's being held like a lover and he leans against him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. )
You're my favorite one.
(The one he enjoys the most. He traces lazy shapes against the back of his neck. Nuzzling against his neck, he breathes in, and lets out a content sigh.
Quietly, softly, the beginning just a breath of air against him,)
... love you.
He gives himself easily, letting himself be held closely in his arms. A finger runs down his back and instantly, all of his tension and all of his excitement washes away with it. His entire body relaxes and he just melts in his arms because right now, he isn't being held like a sword. It's too careful, it's too gentle, it's too loving and good. He's being held like a lover and he leans against him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. )
You're my favorite one.
(The one he enjoys the most. He traces lazy shapes against the back of his neck. Nuzzling against his neck, he breathes in, and lets out a content sigh.
Quietly, softly, the beginning just a breath of air against him,)
... love you.
[ They keep finding reasons to surprise each other, to find happiness in one another, but...
But isn't that what it is, to be with someone?
Aki is unaccustomed to this, unfamiliar with it, with anything beyond the bonds of family. Even that was new, and tenuous, because it makes his heart ache to think too hard about it, of all the things he had lost. Finding comfort with Denji, with Power, and now with Tsurumaru...
He feels at peace, for the first time in many, many years.
Leaning in, his lips curl, kissing the corner of Tsurumaru's mouth, sweet and gentle. ]
You're mine, too.
[ Touching his face, he breathes out a soft noise. ]
... Me too.
But isn't that what it is, to be with someone?
Aki is unaccustomed to this, unfamiliar with it, with anything beyond the bonds of family. Even that was new, and tenuous, because it makes his heart ache to think too hard about it, of all the things he had lost. Finding comfort with Denji, with Power, and now with Tsurumaru...
He feels at peace, for the first time in many, many years.
Leaning in, his lips curl, kissing the corner of Tsurumaru's mouth, sweet and gentle. ]
You're mine, too.
[ Touching his face, he breathes out a soft noise. ]
... Me too.
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