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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 19, 2007 19:52:28 GMT -5
Kyo blinked and thought for a bit. It was a long and angering story to him. He hadn’t remembered for a while, but as his kid asked, it came flooding back to him. He sighed and shrugged.
“I was 20,” he said blowing a dark bang out of his face, “And I died because I trusted someone and they stabbed me in the back…literally. It was my folly. I should have kept my strict principle of non-trust. But he seemed so frail and innocent. Hardly a challenge. That was my largest mistake yet. Just goes to show you, you can never judge a book by it’s cover. Apparently, I had killed his brother or something. But don’t you worry, kid. I will find a way to get you out of this. Just give me some time. In the meantime, try to get some sleep. It will help make you feel better. It has been a stressful day.”
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 19, 2007 20:31:02 GMT -5
Kenta blinked a couple times. Killed by a friend who was frail and innocent? That sounded a lot like Kenta himself. He couldn't help but feel a little akward now, would that affect how Kyo treated him? Kenta would give the angel his trust, but he was expecting friendship in return. That angel was the only person he had... and if he was going to be cold and distant, Kenta ahd already decided he'd probably go crazy. He had deduced that releasing his sanity would end his depression, and for that matter, probably end his concious life as he knew it. But if he was finally at peace, did it matter anymore?
"Not tired." Kenta muttered, rolling around some more. "It's not like i've done much besides have a panic attack. And I just ate. I'll get fat if I just fall asleep now..." Kenta said it as if he wasn't aware he was virtually skin-and-bones. some fat would /probably/ benefit him, but muscle would even more. Kenta really needed excersize. Previously, Kenta's only daily exertion was being raped by which ever family member so desired him most. He squirmed at the thought. As the day drew to a close, Kenta felt almost akward to be out of the pattern. It had happened daily, it was habitual, now he just expected it, and was used to it.
His body responded to his expectations, and Kenta blushed furiously. Cloaked in shame, Kenta's head retreated into his bubble of blankets. "Sleep? sure. sounds good." Kenta muttered from the dark hole where his head once was. He hoped being an angel didn't give him x-ray vision, or anything... Kenta wouldn't put it past him.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 20, 2007 13:54:44 GMT -5
Kyo watched the boy. His movements were strange. His facial expressions were worse. Did he think that Kyo would abandon him because of this story? Kyo mentally shook his head. These boys had similarities, that much was true. But he had only believed the lies of his killer's past, with Kenta, he experianced his troubled existance first hand. This was indeed a very different story. Besides, he was already dead, what more could Kenta do to him?
Just then the boy spoke again, but this time it was more...flustered. Kyo blinked and then watched him dissapear under the blanket. He scooched over closer to the boy and looked at the mountain of blankets. His aura was very...troubled. This make Kyo curious and amused. He poked the heap and smirked.
"What's the matter with you," he said, "Eat something disagreeable, or is there something on your mind troubling you? I certainly hope it was not my story. You and Kaul have similarities, but Im already dead, so I trust you. Besides, what kind of guardian angel would I be if I treated my protected worse than the living already have?"
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 20, 2007 14:39:33 GMT -5
Kenta jumped so much when Kyo poked him through his covers that the blankets themselves shook. How exactly would he explain himself? Kenta had always been a horrible liar. He was hoping he could think of something.
"N-no! It's not your story... given it mad me a little sad but... it's not! You're right, you're already dead. It's... uh, it's not food either. There's no problem. Don't worry about it. Like you said, sleep right? It sounds like a good idea to me. So i'll just s-stay in here... don't worry about me." Kenta was a little flustered with his problem. He had no particular idea what to do about it, but he'd probably just made his guardian even MORE suspicious. He refused to come out of his little bundle, and he'd probably put the icing on the cake by insisting he 'not worry'. That would be counterproductive, wouldn't it? Especially when there could be so many reasons to do just the opposite...
Kenta's blush went from deep to enflamed. If it wasn't bad enough that he'd gotten into a /habit/ of just being... ready... he had to be harrassed about it to? Kenta had a hard time blaming Kyo, but he was holding him responsible for such akwardness anyways.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 21, 2007 9:38:07 GMT -5
Kyo blinked again. He was acting stranger than usual and the frequency of his aura pulses was driving Kyo nuts. Damn guardian powers. Were there other memories triggering this act of awkwardness? What could have possibly triggered them? Were they a nightmare of sorts? He sighed and sat back, putting a hand to his head. All of this was giving him a headache. The bad thing was that he didn’t feel pain; he could feel his own energy pulses. This guardian business was harder that it looked. Especially given the fact that he never really had to care for anyone else in his lifetime. He didn’t have the slightest clue what to do in such a situation. He never was the touchy-feely sort. A comforting touch or warm hug just wasn’t fathomable from him. The fact that he was dead didn’t help.
He sat and thought of the best way to stop his annoying pulses, but came up with nothing. So absentmindedly, he tucked the blankets in around the uncomfortable form, making him look like a small fuzzy jellybean and shrugged.
“It’s fine,” he said in a low tone, “You don’t have to tell me and I won’t make you. But remember that since I am your Guardian Angel, I am, unfortunately, connected to your every emotion. I can sense when you are in troubled thoughts or at peace. And I gather it is the same with me. I’m still not quite sure how this whole thing works, yet. But…it does help tension if you can share your problems with those you can trust. Who am I going to tell? No one else can see me but you.”
He sat in silence after that. This kid /is/ the only one who could see him, so in a way that makes their relationship above the rest of the world. He had never thought about it before. He did feel sorry for the kid though. He had no one else in the world but him, a figment that only he could see. If he were to relay this story to anyone else, they would lock him up. Kyo was sure he knew that.
But now there were more important matters at hand. What were they to do now? The kid had no other family that he knew of and Kyo could not remember ever having anyone he knew of that would take them in…except...
Maggie,he thought, his eyes shooting open, She was the only person I could go to if I was seriously injured or needed a place to chill for a while. Perhaps, she could help. After all, she was the one who took in a half dead wanted assassin in her home and care for him as one of her own children. I’m sure her kind heart would see the need of the boy immediately. And maybe…maybe she could see me. She always said that she could see the spirits of those long gone. I always thought she was just a crazy old broad…but maybe…just maybe I should put this claim to the test.
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 21, 2007 16:18:14 GMT -5
[eh, why not. :3]
Kenta wiggled slightly inside his cocoon, responding to the little jabs at his bubble. Two chartreuse eyes appeared from the darkness of his jellybean hideaway, just nodding. "I just have some old habits to break. I'll go to sleep now. Wake me in the morning or i'll never get up." Kenta quite often refused to let go of his dreams. He'd long since mastered the art of controling one's dreams and it was very rare now that he'd have a nightmare. Dreams were his conciousness away from reality where everything happened as he wanted it to. It was like when he was awake, that was the nightmare, and he only really lived in his dreams. Kenta had given up on preserving all health but his mental one, adn if not for his sanity Kenta would probably die. There would be nothing else holding it all together.
With a light purr, Kenta wiggled into a sleeping position and dozed off, regardless of any weight he was previously worried about.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 21, 2007 17:01:04 GMT -5
Kyo watched the boy as he slept. It was amazing that he slept so peacefully for one with such a terrible past. To any normal person, nightmares of such events would persue them. But this boy seemed completely serene. Perhaps, much like Kyo in life, he had decided that his nightmares weren't going to control him. It was amazing for such a boy as Kenta.
He watched him all night, occasionally glaring at the strey cat or rat that would clatter something in the ally. Kyo had been on his guard all night, ready to kill anything that came near. When dawn broke he streatched a bit and looked over at the boy's form. As he said, he was still fast asleep and looked as if he wasn't getting up anytime soon. Kyo knew they had to get a move on, or they would be found. With a powerful man like Kenta's sick father, he had no doubt that they were not far off from finding them. But first thing was first.
He kind of looked at Kenta like a puppy. He needed water, a place to sleep, to be let out to go to the bathroom when requesting, and food. If not, he would be whiney and grumpy. So Kyo dissapeared for a moment. Luckily for them, a bakery was just around the corner. So Kyo swiped a couple of muffins and some milk and came back to the sleeping boy. He took the covers up a bit and put the muffins and the milk in front of the boy's face. Then he took the blanket off completely and stuffed it in an overly large bag.
"Wake up kid," he said, "I have breakfast for you. Eat it quick. We have a long way to travel."
I hope she still lives where I remember, he thought as he prepaired Kenta's things, Or that she is still a live for that matter. Heh. But I have a feeling that tough old bird is still around. She was far from kicking the bucket when I remember her. I just hope she really can see me...or she will think Kenta is crazy. Luckily things like that never bothered her. She was a little strange herself. But she is our last hope and perhaps the only person, aside from the one that killed me, that I actually trusted.
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 21, 2007 20:07:31 GMT -5
"Mm. Joy. Travel." Kenta groaned as his covers were stripped from him. He'd been mildly shocked at first- being ripped from his bed had never meant good things before. But as he refocused on reality, he inhaled the muffin along with the milk and then proceeded to dress quickly. Kyo needn't tell /him/ to eat quickly. He hadn't bothered the previous night to get into any more clothing because he'd had his blanket, but it would be cold to walk around with nothing else now.
As the thought struck him that he wasn't wearing underwear, nor did he recall ever owning any, he pondered how exactly he would change into a better pair of pants. Kyo might've been dead, but that didn't mean Kenta was about to let him see him naked. After a moment, Kenta decided that his sweatpants were slim enough in fabric that he could just wear them as long-johns under his pants. Kenta rifled through the bag and slipped on a pair of khaki's and a nice dress shirt... which happened to be teh only things he owned besides the sweatpants. If he even bothered to dress, he felt the need to be dressed nice. It hid his broken pride from the public eye. As much as he'd like to scream out about the abuse, his father would probably have him quarantined for such things, or sent to an asylum.
Kenta grimaced at the wrinkles in his shirt, giving Kyo a short glare. He'd done a shoddy job packing, but that was probably to be expected. It wasn't like Kenta was going to find an iron around here anywhere, so it didn't make sense to complain. Needless to say, he was not pleased. Fishing deeper, Kenta pulled out a tie and smiled. "And here I'd thought she soiled all my good ties... Guess there was a lost civilization hiding in my closet after all." Kenta hadn't cleaned in ages, that was for sure. So everything just kind of piled up in there. With a swift hand he tied it in a perfect windsor knot, and if not for his messy hair he'd look ready for prom, or a business meeting. Kyo hadn't picked up a comb, though. "There... I suppose, now, I won't stick out as much. You seem to be good at snatching things right? I don't imagine you payed for that muffin. Get me a pair of sunglasses to hide my eyes... If anyone is looking for me, that's a distinguishing feature. You'll find plenty of kids with dyed hair, but my eyes... not so much." Kenta ran a hair through his mixed honey and hazel locks. He was a pretty stand-out person, all things considered. His tie even had a hipnotic swirl pattern to it, as if intending to not only draw attention but keep it.
Kenta ran a soft hand over his left wrist, touching the small scars and the one big one he had until today, reopened daily to paint his room in blood. With a sigh he pulled down his sleeve and buttoned it shut, sheilding the scars from view. "If we must, then let's go. But... do we have to walk the whole way?" Kenta's endurance was not something to be desired.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 21, 2007 22:55:43 GMT -5
"You know what kid," Kyo said narrowing his eyes, "For someone in your situation you sure do complain a lot. Is there anything you are happy about? Kami! Nothing is ever good enough....*grumble grumble*"
He dissapeared for a short second, snatching sunglasses from a passing by stranger and going away. He didn't even bother to see the the mystified look on the strangers face. He didn't care. He appered before Kenta again and tossed them at him with a huff and a snarl.
"There," he said, "I hope these suit your needs you ungreatful brat. And as far as our traveling situation, what else are we going to do? Catch a cab? We don't have the money for that. Besides, you could use the excersise.....and the sunlight. This will make you stronger and help you to learn to be stealthy. I might even teach you a few things along the way if you can stop complaining long enough to listen to me. I'm taking you to see a friend of mine who lives in the countryside. All the fresh country air will do you some good, trust me on this."
He took up the bag on his shoulder and used his given abilities to cloak it in invisiblility. The last thing he wanted to do was give the kid more cause to complain, so he figured he better carry the bag. He walked over to the door and looked back at the kid impatiently.
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 22, 2007 17:16:28 GMT -5
"Right, because after all that work, you just want him to find me again?" Kenta glared at the angel, snapping the glasses open to cover his eyes. He stuffed his hands angrily into his pockets and left the building, his eyes squinting even behind the dark lenses.
"You were the one concerned with getting a move on quickly, weren't you? That was to evade my father. You're concerned about it too! You'dve thought of the idea eventually I bet, if not through trial and error. You seem to be forgetting i'm a human too, moreso even then you are. I have a weak body but that doesn't mean i'm stupid! I'm /not/ your pet! Your little puppy that you rescue from danger from danger when it's caught in a tree, that whimpers just when it's basic needs aren't met... I'm not some toy, a game for you to beat so once i'm dead you can get into heaven! I want a life! SO STOP YELLING AT ME!" Kenta clentched his fists and exhaled, the birds rising from the nearby trees from his outburst. What, did he not expect him to be angry? Kenta was tired of being controlled! He'd hoped to have more freedom than this...
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 22, 2007 18:51:42 GMT -5
Kyo had just about enough of his backsass. Kyo had never EVER been talken to this in his life. He was not about to start accepting it when he was dead. He quickly caught up with the storming kid, glaring back at him.
"So I'd like to know who else would have helped you before I came along, huh," he said with a calm ice that would freeze hell, "Who else even gave a care? My intentions may have not been in the right place but they got you out of that house didn't it? And not once have you thanked me. It might not have been for the right reasons, but I did it all the same so now you can live a free life anyway you want to. And now, when I am trying to help so that you have a place to go instead of hopelessly wandering around, you have nothing but a glare and snyde complaints. So how about this? Since you are so wise in the ways of the outside world and you feel I am stepping on you, why don't YOU decide the next move huh? Hell, it would give me a break from all your annoying complaints.Ah yes, that is a grand idea don't you think? That way I can sit back and critisize YOU for every-little-mistake that you make if Im not happy, even though you have best interests at heart. So where are we going? Someplace nice I hope."
He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at Kenta. It would have been nice to sit back and relax, but Kyo still had no intention of that. He may put the power in Kenta's hands to keep him happy, but he still had his duties to perform. Kenta's actions would be supervised. Kyo could honestly say that even though the kid drove him nuts, he didn't want to see him get hurt anymore. That was Kyo's only purpose now, which was a big change to say the least. All his life, he had lived only for himself. He really didn't have anyone else. But now, he was brought back to "live" for someone else. Someone who needed him more than either of them realized at that moment. Kenta was Kyo's only purpose for being on the earth now. Looking at it that way sort it made Kyo wish he would have just taken the easy road.
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 23, 2007 22:50:00 GMT -5
"Don't act..." Kenta ground his teeth, he really was sick of this treatment. "Don't act like my knight in shining armour. I would've been just as happy if you hadn't stopped me from jumping off the roof. So don't expect me to be your grateful little princess." Kenta ran a hand through his hair, slumping back against the stone wall of the nearby building.
"You sound too much like him. My father thought I was an ingrate too! He gives me everything and then I thank him by disregarding his dreams of my future. Is it wrong to desire your own path? You all seem to think so. So you want me to be grateful? Maybe I should just go back to being my fathers puppet, that's what started the problem. 17 years... it's not too late to master business. I'll be numb for the rest of my life, but damnit, doesn't that make your job easy? Would you like that? I'll do it. You said it's my choice. Well it's just like he wanted, I have no other choice. And you could sit back on your laurels, cooling your heels and waiting for your undeserved slice of eternal happyness. I'll be waving from down below, that's where you go for following anyone like my father." Kenta quivered, his nails scratching lightly at the rough texture of the wall. He'd had enough. Even his guardian angel wouldn't help him! If he wouldn't be permitted to die he'd just take the painless route and work under his father. Sure, it meant being used as his business puppet, and hell, he'd hate every waking moment of his life. But it couldn't be worse than what he'd emerged from... could it?
Like hell, he was lieing to himself. He wouldn't have chosen the other path to begin with if the other would be easier.
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 24, 2007 2:09:15 GMT -5
Kyo watched him rant. His actioins said everything that his mouth wasn't. Perhaps Kyo was telling him what to do too much. Maybe he was being as harsh as the father. The kid looked on the brink of losing the one thing he cherished most, his sanity. And it was all because of him. For the first time ever, Kyo felt remorse for this kid. His intention was not to make him feel like he was set free from that horrible world only to end up where he left. Kyo, shook his head as he kneeled in front of the boy, looking him straight in the eyes.
"If that is what you think I am doing," he said, " I am sorry. It was not my intention to make it seem this way. I really do want what is best for you. Isn't that a guardian angel's job? To make sure those that they are protecting are always safe and well cared for. You are right. I have done a poor job of doing this. Im still learning the ropes, but that is no excuse to treat you as I have. So, instead of spending the rest of your life arguing and being miserable with one another, why don't we start this over again? Tell me what you want Kenta. I will do my best to see to it that you have it....whatever it is. While in your eyes I may be that asshole who is only using you to get a free ticket into heaven, I still want you well cared for...and...well...happy. Happier than I was in my life. I've never been fond of being a failure, so tell me what you want. Tell me how you where I should stand and I will do it. No matter what it is. All I want is for you to be satisified. Then I will know that I am finally doing something right with this second chance I have been given. What...do you want?"
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Post by Loki-chan on Feb 26, 2007 17:02:19 GMT -5
Kenta blinked up at him through teary eyes. That seemed like an awefull big claim to make. And after the half-ass job Kyo had done so far, Kenta couldn't help but be a skeptic. But he hadn't thought to ask Kenta what he wanted before... he'd just gone and uprooted his life up until now. And living like a vagabond wasn't what Kenta had in mind for a good life. So maybe... things would work a little better.
"...Alright." Kenta wiped at his eyes with his sleeve, his chartreuse orbs beggining to glow a little more. "Well then. My demands are pretty simple... I want an education. And I want to go to medical school. And I want to live what they call the "american dream"... I want to settle down in a nice home with a real family. And then I want to see my children grow up right. Sounds like a classic dream, right? the image of perfection. And to think I could acheive it... is almost rediculous. My family wasn't even okay to start! and I want to raise one right... Well. Tell me what you think you can do now, Kyoshiro-sempai. Am I just a hopeless dreamer to you?"
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Post by Mana Ego-Chan on Feb 26, 2007 21:45:10 GMT -5
Kyo looked into Kenta's eyes. The hazel depths of them swirled and twinkled when he talked about his dream. Kyo could not stop stairing at them. Despite eveything that had happened to him, there was still hope shining through his eyes. How could he still look like this? How can he still be so...pleasant? Kyo had never seen anything quite so bright and hopeful in a person. He was....beautiful. It was at that moment, Kyo realized what he had missed from his life. What his years of self-inflicted solitude had done for him. In the end, he died betrayed and alone. He didn't want that for Kenta. This boy deserved more than that. He deserved the future the he wanted. The future, that deep deep down somewhere in his life, that Kyo had always hoped for but thought he was way past. Just because he couldn't have that future for himself anymore didn't mean the dream had to die.
"Kenta, my boy," he said, "You will never be a foolish dreamer. I may have not made the wisest choices when it has come to you, but now, more than ever, you have a chance for that future. Because you are out of the reach of your father and his horrible mold, you can now, finally live the life you want. You want to go to school? It will happen. You want to be a doctor? Fine. I have done such a shitty job. *runs hands through his hair* I know that now. In my life, I had to be the best at everything. I HAD to be in control. Or my life would fall apart. I mean, after all, I only had me right? Who else was there to care for. But deep down, I know I had that dream too. Same as you. But I...I gave up hope on it because...Well the important thing is, there is still hope for you. I don't want my fate for you. You deserve better. I know, up to this point, I have given you no reason to trust me. Be that as it may, I will see your dream come true...but...you must have faith in me. Faith that I might know what Im diong. Faith that if you lead, I will folow with a close eye, of course. Faith that, I, Kyoshiro Yukimora, will never, EVER let you be hurt by anyone, or me, again."
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