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Post by stephy on Dec 7, 2008 22:38:52 GMT -5
Strings of not very controlled laughter rang from Dj as he to calm down. It wasn't funny! Ok, well maybe it would have been if it wasn't him who had done it but all the same.. Not funny! He took a small huffing breath, his face felt hot under his skin, embarrasment shot through him like liquid fire.
"Chase my dear, did you just Squeek?" He chuckled as he spoke in his giddy tone, pulling Chase against him. He winced as he ruffled his hair, he really should just cross his arms and walk away. Then again, he was in a comfortable enough position. "You are too cute!" his laughter was starting to fade. A fast kiss came out of no where, "Just too damn cute, I swear." Strong arms hugged him tightly and he sighed, admitting defeat and melting against him.
What would he do without him.. his insides flipped with butterflies trying to escape feebly. "Sorry." He mumbled quietly, almost a whisper, the corners of his mouth twitched in the begginings of a soft smile. The evening was begginning to fade, soft pinks and oranges starting to fade to deeper purples and grey's outside the window. He loved this time of night, when it wasn't quite day but not night either. He usually found it quite relaxing, but with Dj by his side it was almost like heaven.
No, not just almost. This had to be heaven, and Dj was an angel.. surely this wasn't something he could ever deserve. His eyes felt heavy in the twilight haze, it had been such a long day and he'd barely had time to rest after his week. A pressing urge to ask Dj about the mysterious attacker from earlier nagged at his brain, but he'd said it was under control, that meant he didn't have to worry didn't it? He resigned to the notion, hoping he'd sent a strong enough message for it not to come back anyways. He couldn't help but wonder what if.. He let the comfortable silence wash over him as he refused to think anymore.
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Post by Terenzio DeVito on Dec 14, 2008 16:46:14 GMT -5
"Sorry? For what?" Asked Djakael, pulling back slightly to look at Chase curiously. What was he sorry about? He'd done nothing wrong. There was no reason for him to be sorry.
Shaking his head, Djakael pulled Chase back into his chest and chuckled lightly, amused. "Well, how about we finish our food before it gets cold, hm?" He said, releasing Chase after a moment before returning to his food. He was hungry and his food smelt oh so good.
Taking a bite of his food, he picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels, looking for something else to watch. He had passed through about fourty channels before he stopped on a show called Loveless. He had started watching it a while back, after he had found the first volume of the manga and found that he thought it was cute.
It was about a 12-year-old boy named Ritsuka who becomes involved with a shady world that goes by the name of Septimal Moon after he is transferred to a new school because of his older brother Seimei's murder. There, he meets Soubi, who somehow has relations with Seimei, and they try to find Seimei's murderer.
Despite the fact of Soubi being a pedophile and it being a short series T.V. wise, it was a good show. It had a good plot line and it did good to keep you on your toes.
'It's nothing compared to the manga, though.' Thought Djakael, taking another bite of his food. "Have you ever heard of this show before, Chase?" He asked, nodding his head to the T.V. "It's called Loveless, after the little black-haired boy named Ritsuka. "Loveless" is his "real name" and the tall blond guy is Soubi, Ritsuka's dead older brother's Fighter Unit. His "real name", like Ritsuka's older brother's, is "Beloved"." He added after he swallowed his food. He took another bite.
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Post by stephy on Jan 6, 2009 2:54:54 GMT -5
{ Lol at the Loveless-ness xD }
Chase shook his head slowly, Blinking and turning back to the few small remnants of his dinner, which he finished in a few seconds. His lack of food these past years seemed to give him a more ravenous Appitite, At least he didn't have a problem with leaving food on his plate. He rolled his shoulders, His muscles felt sore as he loosened the cramps forming near them and his joints. Relaxing back against the sofa, he crossed his arms and stared at the TV, Tilting his head.
The boy on the screen seemed chained to something, the other man which he took was the pedophile Dj had spoken about was flashing as attacks formed against the opposite kids. A confusing scene, but it was interesting to watch. He found himself wondering how they got ears, but then almost laughed when he thought about the whole Wolf thing with himself. Better not to ask questions he geussed, he almost laughed outloud.
He drew his attention away from the screen, looking to the side to Dj at first until his attention was drawn to a window down the hall. "It's getting pretty late." He mumbled to himself, stifling a yawn as he realized just how tired he was. Dark oranges seemed to have started to fade, darkness was seeping through the translucent glass. As if on cue the heater clicked on, the quickly falling night chill seeping into the house like a ghost.
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Post by Terenzio DeVito on Jan 7, 2009 5:36:46 GMT -5
OOC||: Lol! I needed something to fill the space. x3 XD I'm glad you're back, Stephy ^^ I missed ya~
BIC||: Djakael finished off his food fairly fast, his eyes glued to the T.V. even though he'd already seen the episode. Soubi would win his match, the other two would leave, and Soubi and Ritsuka would go on with their lives only to have to deal with other Fighters.
And so it didn't surprise him when, a few minutes after Soubi won his fight and with his attention drifting towards Chase, Chase broke through his thoughts with a softly murmured, "It's getting pretty late." Djakael turned to look at him for a moment, then looked out the window down the hall. The sun was almost completely set, judging by the colors in the sky. He let out a low whistle.
"Well, then! Apparently time flies," He said, placing his hands on his knees as he pushed off the couch. Now standing, he grinned at Chase before picking up the plates and their utensils and taking them to the kitchen to be washed. "Hey, Chase?" He called, starting on the dishes. "Since we didn't manage to get anything done with your room today you can just sleep in my bed tonight. But you might want to look at your room and start figuring out where you want everything to go." He added, half way through what little dishes he had. He liked to stay on top of his messes.
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Post by stephy on Jan 8, 2009 2:41:02 GMT -5
{ You need to re-tell me the plot we had planned, I didn't manage to save it and I feel like I'm walking blindly in the dark with this rp now cuz I forget what we had planned xD. }
He choked on his own tongue For a moment, and blinked. "You can just sleep in my bed tonight." Had he really just said that? Woah, woahhhh.. his stomach started doing flip flops with a feeling he hadn't had before. The clinking of glass and porcelin in the sink clinked, He shook his head trying to go back to reality.
Gulping roughly, the overwhelming feeling from the last few days finally felt like it was reaching him. 'Insanity! I'm just insane. That's all it is, can't say I didn't know already.. " Something a tad stronger then butterflies twisted his stomach into a knot. "I'm insane. Maybe I'm in a padded cell right now, and being force fed medication that's making me have delusions.." Obviously that wasn't the case, but a guy could dream couldn't he? But who wouldn't want to be in this fantasy.. Ah, his own thoughts contradicted themselves. Maybe he should just learn to stop thinking..
"Stop acting like a Child, Chase! Answer him Already!" He gulped again, trying his best to settle the very convincing feeling his brain seemed to be sending him. "I can just take the couch." He managed to get out as casually but quickly as he could. He wiggled his toes against the carper fibers under his feet, distractions from his mind.
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Post by Terenzio DeVito on Jan 9, 2009 16:39:02 GMT -5
OOC||: OMG MY LEGS HURT SO FLIPPIN' BAD DDDD'x Just wanted to let ya know that xD
BIC||: Djakael finished the dishes moments after Chase said he could just take the couch, pouting slightly. There was no way he would let Chase take the couch, no matter how comfortable it was. With that in ming, he dried his hands quickly and slipped out of the kitchen, headed directly for Chase.
Seeing Chase sitting still, his toes playing with the carpet, Djakael stopped for a moment, simply watching Chase. He was so cute, especially when he was nervous and embarassed. The way his cheeks flushed was just too adorable.
Deciding to take pity on the embarrassed boy, Djakael walked up to him and plopped down beside him, his arms spreading out along the back of the couch. He propped his legs up on the coffee table. "No, you won't. Because I'm sleeping on the couch. You take the bed." He said with a grin. There was no way he was going to let Chase win this one so he darted in and gave Chase a quick peck on the lips before pulling the blanket off the back of the couch and grabbing a few pillows to press up against the couch arm. "You may want to check out your room anyways, though. You can start thinking of how you want it to look when you put your furniture in." He added, smiling.
Pulling Chase up to his feet by his hand, Djakael gave him another, longer, kiss before pressing their foreheads together and smiling softly at him. "'Night Chase, sleep well." He murmured.
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Post by stephy on Jan 9, 2009 21:26:36 GMT -5
"No, you won't. Because I'm sleeping on the couch." The knot seemed to feel better at that, he took a slow breath and managed a meek smile. Thoughts of protest dissapeared as Dj pulled down the back throw blanket, planting a quick soft kiss on his lips. He blushed profusely, Getting pulled up by Dj and braught into a longer more involved kiss. His lips felt so soft against his own, so completely wonderful..
They stood with their forheads touching for a moment, before time broke their peace. "Night, Chase. Sleep well." His warm breath kept him in a trance like state for a moment before he pulled away. He didn't want to leave quite so soon, his stomach still felt that unfamilar feeling, his mind flinging sparks at him like it was New Years.. "Good night.." He sent him a last meaningful look and walked around the corner and into Dj's room.
It was beggining to get warmer, the night chill seemed a distant memory as he pulled down the crimson Sheets that adorned the boy's bed. "I can check out my new room in the morning.." His tired body just longed for the comfort of sleep now, he didn't want to go against what his partner had said but his eyes were threatening him to close.
He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before pulling off the white top that he had been provided, he hoped his Trench coat would be clean for the morning. The soft sheets were comfy, the bed wasn't too cusiony and it felt good after the long day as he settled into it, wrapping the blankets like a coccoon around himself. Inhaling deeply a smile formed, everything smelled like Dj.. "Home.." He relaxed and everything melted away.
Rays of dazzling sunshine seemed to make everything sparkle. Late fall seemed like summer now, with warm tones of organges and reds over the surrounding trees on the street. He was walking side by side with Dj, They were holding hands and laughing. He could have sworn even their shadows were smiling in the mid day sun. Looking to the side he smiled into Dj's eyes, they sparkled like crystals, aquamarine at their depths, like an ocean over a sparkling horizon. The warm loving smile on his face sent Tides of pure happiness washing over him in waves, and he squeezed his hand tighter as his grin widened.
More rapidly then usual, the sun seemed to begin to set over the horizon. A brisk wind blew the leaves from their places on the trees, only a few deep red leaves remaining, their edges looking jagged like sharpened knives. Chase's smile faltered, and he looked around. His shadow seemed to grow bigger, the sky darkened as the sun paused in place, everything washed in a sea of red. "What's happen-" He turned around to look at Dj, but he was gone.
"DJ!" He screamed out, echoing into nothingness. The sky only seemed to darken, a fierce snarl pierced his ears, and all he could do was run. "Chase!" Dj! It was weak, His voice sounded pained, distant, faint.. His footsteps echoed down the diserted street, but he didn't seem to get anywhere. Paved squares of sidewalk dissapeared as he ran past, his black trenchcoat hovering like a shadow behind him. "Where are you, Dj!" His voice felt strangled and frantic.
"Chase.." He spun so suddenly on his heal, he thought that he'd fall backwards and break his neck. His eyes stared wide, Dj was on the ground pinned by that panther, that blue eyed devil.. His fangs gleamed white, pointed with bits of red, blood that seeped from his muzzle. Blood.. no, No there couldn't be blood. He looked closer to realize Dj was covered in the thick sticky substance, it was pooling around his head and neck..
"Chase, help me.." his eyes were pleading, his voice cracked and bubbling as blood welled up in his throat, leaked from the corners of his mouth. The Panther gave Chase a grin of triumph, and white teeth flashed as he raised his head in a roar so deffening and sickening Chase felt frozen in place. Jaws closed around Dj's throat and there was silence. The Panther dissapeared from sight.
Chase fell to his knees so hard he felt like something snapped under the pressure. Pain was gone now though, all that was left was Dj and a pool of blood. His neck seemed to sit at an odd angle, his eyes looked lifeless as they stared directly into his, the look pleaded.. Chase crawled forward, limping on one knee and his arms, his left leg seemed to drag accross the blood soaked ground. His hands and feet were covered in the red, Dj's scent mixed with gore carried into his nose as he finally reached the boy.
"No.." He fell in a heap over Dj's limp body, his head rested on his chest, his heart wasn't beating, his chest wasn't breathing.. No.. A cold sweat beaded over him, silent tears streaked down his ghostly white face. "I.. I was supposed to save.. He.. No.. No.." His arms shook as he hugged the limp figure with all his might.
"NO!" His scream was blood curdling,and his eyes opened in terror as he shot upwards, sweat beading as he shook helplessly.
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Post by Terenzio DeVito on Jan 9, 2009 23:44:21 GMT -5
Djakael watched with a smile as Chase shuffled off to bed, looking like he was about to fall asleep standing. It was endearing, in a way.
Chuckling, Djakael shook his head, smile still in place, and made up his makeshift bed before going to the doorway hallway and cutting off the light. Using the moonlight and his good eyes to his advantage, Djakael silently made his way to his bed and slipped under the covers after removing his shirt and dropping it on the floor.
Rolling onto his left side, Djakael hooked one arm under the pillow his head was resting on and let his right arm lie along his side. Swiftly, he drifted off into a peaceful sleep, not aware of the awakening he would get in just hours.
~*~*~*~*~ Time skip a few hours
"NO!" Djakael jerked awake instantly, alarm and adrenaline filling his system as he threw his blanket off of himself and leapt to his feet at the same time, making a mad dash for his bedroom. He almost ripped the door off its hinges, but he didn't care. He was too worried about Chase, who was currently sitting ramrod straight in the bed, his horrified eyes wide and face devoid of color.
"Chase!" He gasped, racing up to his partner and skidding to a stop beside him. He gripped Chase's upper arms, forcing the boy to turn and face him. "Chase! My God, what happened?! Are you okay?! What happened?!" Exclaimed Djakael, moving his hands up to grip Chases' face. "Chase, dammit, answer me! What happened?!" He demanded. Fear pulsed through his veins, making his heart pound. He could hear it throbbing in his head, could feel it pounding in his chest, could hear the blood rushing in his ears. He needed answers and he needed them now, dammit!
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Post by stephy on Jan 10, 2009 0:51:15 GMT -5
Air refused to fill his lungs, a loud crash seemed to ressonate off of every surrounding feature of the room, but other then that things felt very silent. His ears pounded, his heart rate thundering until it slowed from his lack of oxygen. His entire body shook. Cold sweat made him shiver, images made him want to stop living entirely.. the corners of his eyes started to darken as he got whirlled around, and he saw a face that wasn't covered in blood anymore.
"Chase! My god, what happened?!" He inhaled so sharply it felt like a needle driving into his chest, his face so white he could have been made of ice."He's.. alive.." His eyes flickered with whites and blues as his vision returned to normal, his breathing -still laboured- filling his lungs more evenly. Forest eyes fell level with those of dazzling crystal, but he quickly slipped out of the grasp and limply fell against Dj's untouched chest, arms wrapped around him in an extremely fragile deathgrip. His eyes still wide with an unseen terror, limbs still shaking as if it were all still happening.
"You're ok.." Silent sobs wracked his body, the blood, it was everywhere.. His heart.. Tears started to streak down his still bloodshot eyes. It wasn't real, it hadn't been real. It wasn't real! He was right here in front of him, he could calm down now. If he didn't he was going to pass out, sharp spasms of pain wracked his body everytime he took a breath. Dj was fine, he was fine, he wasn't dead he was alive he was ok. It wasn't real..
"I'm fine. It's ok." His gasping lungs hardly listened as he tried to speak, his words coming out more like a yelp then a calming gesture. He wasn't entirely in it anyways, he still felt trapped inside of the catacombs of his vissions. He would be alone, alone with nobody but himself. He'd die with him, he'd stab himself through the heart and he could bleed out beside his love. Like.. romeo a-and Juliet.. His heart rate re-quickened and he could scarcely breath again.
But against his ear, he could feel the rise and fall of air in Dj's lungs, the pumping of blood through his heart, the panic that clung to the air. He was alive, he was alive. He was alive..
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Post by Terenzio DeVito on Jan 10, 2009 2:10:47 GMT -5
Djakael blinked in surprise as Chase fell limply against him suddenly, his entire body trembling. His arms clung to his waist, weak from fear but tight from adrenaline. Djakael slowly slid his arms around Chase's back, pulling him closer. He was still shaking.
"You're okay..." Whispered Chase, Djakael blinking. What? Okay? Of course he was okay! He hadn't done anything to get himself hurt. And he was already healed from his little run-in with the panther earlier that day. So what was Chase talking about?
"Chase..." It was little more than a breath, Chase's name. Djakael had said it so softly.
Ice eyes softened as Djakael dipped his head to stare at Chase's closed but horrified eyes, at the tears that flowed freely down his paler-than-normal cheeks. This was not good. It would be harder than he had originally thought to comfort Chase.
Oh well.
Determined sky eyes focused on Chase as Djakael gently pressed a kiss to his forehead, whispering sweet, comforting words between kisses, as he kissed each crying eye, each tear-stained cheek, kissed Chase's soft nose, and finally the trembling, pliant lips that were Chase's own.
"Chase, hun, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?" Uttered Djakael gently, his lips a mere inch from Chase's. He would go no farther away than that. "Do you want me to stay in here with you?" He asked, delivering a light kiss to the corner of Chase's mouth. "Anything you want, just ask me." He added, gently raising one hand to run his fingers through Chase's silky ebony hair.
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