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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 9, 2017 0:45:54 GMT
 I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
It had been a long few weeks or so for the brunette as he was in pretty much stuck in his brother's dorm all the time. But at least he didn't have school anymore, so he was being probably rather obnoxious at this point to the poor cat boy. But today was going to be different. The brunette paced in circles around the small dorm room as he waited very anxiously for his brother's return. He hated being alone in such a small place, even if Luka had moved to the next tier up to have a bit more space, it was still too small for him to be alone in.
What seemed like a million years later, but was really only ten or so minutes, he could see his brother on the outside of the door, thanks to the seals he had placed to try and ease his brother's claustrophobia, and he stopped pacing. Though, he was put off a bit by the blonde person he had behind him. A small whimper left the brunette as he moved to hide behind his brother's bed, pulling a blanket over him. He didn't like blonde people. They were evil. At least, he was convinced they were...
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"So.. I.. Thank you.. I'm going a little crazy trying to keep him entertained and work at the same time.. I knew he would be a handful, but I didn't really expect him to be so... Hyperactive..." He shook his head and sighed a bit. It was pretty obvious that the cat boy was more than a little exhausted at this point. "I just thought, maybe if he had a friend..." But of course it had to be someone that he trusted, and that circle was awful small these days. After all, his own mother had tried to sacrifice him to some evil force. And with all he had been dealing with with Kyou... "Still. Thank you. And trust me, the strawberries will definitely help." He tapped the small carton that Michael held. "He's an addict." He swore that the boy ate so many of them that he smelled just like them.
Carefully, Luka opened his door, peeking in a bit. "Akira? I'm back. I brought a friend with for you to meet. Come on out..." His voice was soft, as if talking to a small child, but in most cases, Akira was very similar to a five year old. "Come on Akira.." Luka stood in the middle of his room and put his hands on his hips, looking towards the blanket on the floor. He shook his head and moved over towards the bed, crouching down a bit. "Come on Akira.. It's me.." It didn't take long for the brunette to reach a hand out from under the blanket and latch onto his brother's hand. Luka smiled a bit. "Are you going to come out now?"
"N-no.." A small voice came from under the blanket somewhere and Luka shook his head, rolling his eyes a bit. Well, he had at least warned the other that his brother cold be quite difficult.
"Well, I'm going to leave you right here on the floor then." He somehow managed to pull his hand away from the other. who just sat there, moving his had around trying to grab anything he could of his brother and failing horribly as Luka moved towards the kitchen area. "Tea or something Michael? Water? Soda?" Of course he couldn't just let Michael stand there doing nothing without offering him something to drink at least. "You know, Akira. If you ever choose to come out. We got a treat for you." The blanket shifted, but still the boy didn't come out. "Your faaavoorriite. But. I guess we'll just have to eat them all ourselves. Mmmm... Strawberries. Soooo goood." Again the blanket shifted, and the boy stood, still with the blanket covering himself as he moved to try and find his brother, but because, one he had a blanket over him, and two, he was probably the most clumsy being on the planet, he tripped and landed with a heavy "oof" at the blonde's feet.
The boy cautiously looked up, the blanket sliding off of his fluffy brunette head, his sapphire eyes just staring at the blonde before he managed to shimmy back underneath the blanket, reaching up to snatch the berries away before retreating quickly back to his corner, pulling the blanket back over himself. "Well. At least he took the berries." Luka mentioned. Gods. This was going to be a long day...
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Jun 9, 2017 4:49:40 GMT
It had been a few weeks since the collapse of Semora Hall, and the failure of the plan that had been set out. The catboy had requested his help with his brother he had told him about, to which the blonde had agreed to help with him. He held a carton of strawberries as he followed the boy to his closet of a room, glancing towards him with what seemed to be an indifferent expression. "I'm happy to help, besides... I'll be able to see this boy you've been wanting to rescue finally." He responded to him before he glanced down towards the strawberries he carried as Luka tapped them. "Hm, well they are good... Strawberries that is. Suppose that's one way to satisfy him." He glanced up towards the door as Luka opened it and then spoke to this Akira as if he were talking to a young child. He threw the catboy a questioning look before entering the room when he was able. He glanced towards the blanket on the floor which spoke back to him in refusal of taking said blanket off. Michael shook his head before the older boy's attention turn to the blonde. "I'll take tea if you don't have any coffee laying about. Ground coffee is the best in my opinion..." He spoke as he headed over to the kitchenette with the boy as he also piped up to his brother about the boy's favorite treat. Michael flicked his eyes over to the blanketed form as the fabric shifted once or twice to Luka's words before the form rose and clumsily made its way over to them before tripping and landing at his feet. The blonde lifted a brow as he looked down and then blinked as the blanket moved back to reveal the boy's face. Oh. So this was Akira... Michael blinked again as the strawberries were snatched out of his grasp and the boy retreated back to his corner under the blanket, leaving the blonde standing there before he looked at Luka. "Er, yeah... I guess..." Word count: --- Tag: Luka de'Enguarde |
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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 9, 2017 6:13:03 GMT
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
Coffee. Right. He forgot for a moment. "Ah yes. I always keep some around for you." He went around making that for the blonde as his brother finally came out and made his perfect fall. "Jeeze.. Akira.. You're supposed to come out and eat those..." He shook his head a bit and finished making the blonde his coffee. "Sorry.. I mean if you have to go, then you can leave.. It's just.. This might take a little while... Getting him.. Acclimated." Still, Luka made his way over to his brother and stole the container of strawberries, causing the buried boy to whine. He moved over and put them on his table before putting his hands on his hips again. "I told you. If you want to eat them, then come out and do so."
"I really am sorry Michael... I.. I thought maybe he would.. React a little faster but..." He shook his head a bit again, handing over the cup of coffee. "There's cream and sugar in there, if you want it." Still, the catboy looked rather exasperated by this whole mess. It really had been hell for him the last few weeks. But still, he was glad to finally have his brother back, even if he acted like a child, it was still better than Kyou's exhausting obnoxious behaviors. "Come on Akira.. Please? Don't you trust me?"
The blankets made a small noise somewhat like a groan mixed with a whine. Of course he trusted Luka... It was the other person he didn't like. "You'll never get to leave this room if you can't deal with people.. I promise, Michael isn't going to hurt you. He's my friend. I trust him. He helped me try to get you. He risked his life for it." Alright, so maybe he was lying a little bit. But if Ren hadn't let them go, he probably would have gotten expelled as well. "Five minutes, okay? Just five little minutes out here and you can go back into the blankets, I promise. You can eat all of the strawberries you want. Just please come out?"
Slowly, his brunette head peeked out of the blankets, just staring at the blonde with a mostly distrustful sort of face. "Can I keep them... If my head is out..?" There was a slight pout on his face, but he'd be damned if it didn't work every single time. Luka sighed but nodded and motioned for him to come over and sit at the table with them. Slowly he did just that, keeping himself wrapped up in the blankets with just his head really visible. The brunette moved a chair over closer to Luka's, and as far from Michael's as he could, before sitting in it and just staring at him, not quite with a glare, but more like in some sort of serious thought. Not that Luka really thought that his brother was capable of such a thing.
"Akira.. This is Michael. He's a friend. If I'm not around, you can call him. Okay?" Of course the boy turned to his brother in some sort of panic, rather suddenly gripping onto his shirt. "Akira..."
"N-n-no.. Wh-where would you.. Where would you go!? You.. You can't.. You can't!"
"Hey.. Not like that... Shh.. It's okay.. I just mean if I'm in class, or at the store, or something simple, okay? I'm not going anywhere..." And he hadn't either. Most of the food he had was brought to him by his siblings or delivery people, all of whom Akira hated. Luka just smiled gently at his brother and moved to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear. "I didn't mean to make you think I was going somewhere. I'm sorry."
"N-no.. I..." The boy bit his bottom lip a bit and shook his head before leaning into the catboy and burying his face in his neck.
"He's still a bit touchy.." Luka mentioned quietly. "It's a little much for him. New people new things.. He's been locked away for so long... I'm honestly surprised he isn't more hostile. But I'm grateful that it's fear.. It means he'll be more careful.. Hopefully." He wasn't sure why he was apologizing for the boy, but he still felt the need to. After all, this wasn't really Michael's problem. It was his.
After a few moments, the younger male pulled away from Luka and sniffled a bit, tears still on the edges of his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away and reached out rather hesitantly for the strawberries, as if they were just going to be snatched away or something. He kept looking over towards the blonde to see if he would or not, but when he didn't he just pulled them towards himself and popped them open, starting to munch on them. "H-h-hello... Th-thank... Thank you.. F-f-for the... B-berries.." Well, at least the kid had manners.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Jun 10, 2017 0:44:56 GMT
Michael shook his head a little at Luka's apologies, simply slipping a hand into his pocket as he went to steal the strawberries from his brother before handing him a cup of coffee. "It's fine, Luka. Really. He needs to know how to interact with people anyway and this is a start for him." He spoke, shrugging a little as he turned to go put some cream and sugar into his coffee for once while Luka dealt with that brunette again. He then turned around and moved over to the table to take a seat, not caring that the shy boy moved his seat closer to Luka's and farthest away from him. A brow lifted at how he reacted to Luka telling him who he was and that he could contact or come to him should he not be here. Well, that had certainly gotten the boy all worked up... Though he eventually calmed down after Luka comforted him a bit and reassured him he wasn't going anywhere in such a manner to not be back again. After all, it was a process to get him acclimated to other people, no? He leaned back in his seat a little and just made himself seem as non-threatening as possible for the boy as he kept a hand on his cup of coffee, giving him a small nod when he hesitantly reached out for the strawberries. A small smile crossed the blonde's face at his words; well, at least he had some form of manners. That was always good. He merely nodded again and took a sip of his coffee before he set it down. "You're welcome. You know, strawberries can be tasty with some cream added to it... Maybe next time I come to visit I can bring some with the strawberries?" He spoke, tilting his head to the side slightly. Hm, he certainly hadn't expected the boy to look like this, nor act like a child either. But...well, if it meant helping Luka he could manage. He turned his attention to Luka after a moment, observing him for a few moments. "So, since we're here... Think you could do a favor for me? Nothing big, don't worry." He spoke up, lifting a hand to keep the boy from speaking just yet. "First, well this is just a question... Will you be joining the school again? Last I heard you'd gotten expelled so..." He trailed off with a small shrug before he lowered his hand once more. "Right, the request... I was wondering if you'd distract Amos for me for a few days while I get something ready for him. I want it to be a surprise but, well, can't be a surprise if I'm spending time with him yeah? And don't get me wrong, love the guy to death. Just...don't want him to feel like I'm avoiding him for no reason... So if you're pulling him away for things that would help." He spoke, glancing away as a small blush crossed his face. "I, uh, I can watch your brother too while I get it ready. It's nothing big or time consuming so I can do both at the same time. Just bring him up to my dorm. I can order plenty of strawberries and other things for him as well. Whipped cream, fruit dip..." He shrugged and looked back to the older boy once again. "And to keep you out of the dark... I'm trying to get a song put together to play for Amos on my violin. He's surprised me with putting together his own pieces on his instruments to I want to return the favor. If you agree just...text me ahead of time before you get to my floor? So I have time to put the violin away and to keep Amos from hearing it." [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster] |
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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 10, 2017 1:47:22 GMT
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
"Cream?" The brunette tilted his head to the side a bit before looking towards his brother for some sort of reassurance that it would be okay, to which Luka nodded. The boy smiled a bit and nodded back, continuing to munch on his berries while the other two began to talk.
"Hmm?" A favor? "Of course.." Though, the mention of returning to school came up and he made an uncertain sort of face. "I.. Well.. If the new principal lifts my expulsion I will. It looks like he probably will, I mean.. I sort of.. Inherited the place so.. It wouldn't really be right to keep me out of it..." He looked down a bit, unable to keep eye contact with the blonde. Amos? "Uhh.. I suppose.. I don't really need him for too much but.. I mean with summer coming, isn't he going to take more hours at work?" Of course he didn't want to really pry into their business. "And as much as I appreciate the offer... I really don't think he'd be okay be left alone without me around.. He's kind of... Needy."
"Heeeeyyyy..." The brunette whined and pouted a bit, at which Luka just patted him on the head and smiled. "I'm trying you know.. I just... People... It's safe in here.."
"I know Akira. Little bits at a time."
"Mmm... Can I go take a shower?" He asked, tilting his head to the side a bit. "I mean.."
"It's alright. Go ahead." Luka smiled and reassured the boy, watching him take his blanket and go to the bathroom, leaving the door slightly cracked. "It's sort of a compulsion of his it seems. Every time he eats, he has to shower. Right when he wakes up, right before he goes to bed, and randomly throughout the day. I can't really blame him though... For once in his life he's finally able to be clean." He sighed a bit and shook his head. "I'll be glad to help with Amos. But he'll have to meet Akira as well. I just hope he's as open minded as you are about his behavior.. I know he seems a bit childish, but.. In reality he is. This is the first time in his whole life that he's been outside of a cage. What they've done to him..." He shook his head again and ran a hand through his hair, his ears falling back against his head. "Sorry. It's not like it matters. Perhaps we can get Amos to come and meet him soon, just to see if they'll even get along. And we can go from there?"
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Jun 10, 2017 4:28:24 GMT
A small smile crossed Michael's features and the blonde shook his head a little to Luka's words. "No, no it's fine Luka. Besides, it is asking a lot if he were to be brought up to my room anyway. I'll just find some time to practice while Amos is working." He responded to him, taking another sip of his coffee with a sigh of contentment. Man, he seemed to be a sucker for coffee... However, he set his coffee down and turned his attention to the brunette boy, watching him for a few moments. "Hey, I wonder... Do you like any other berries too? Maybe I can get you some other berries along with the strawberries. Of course I'll make sure there are more strawberries as well." He offered, giving him a friendly smile as he leaned forward a bit and rested his arms on the table. "Hey I've got another idea... Since you like strawberries and all, I can have my boyfriend make some strawberry shortcake with yummy strawberries on it. How does that sound?" He added to the brunette boy, tilting his head to the side a little. He then glanced over to Luka at his words about Amos and merely nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, I think that'd be fine. Have them get to know each other as well and work from there." [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster] |
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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 10, 2017 4:49:57 GMT
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
Luka smiled a bit and nodded at the though of more berries for his brother. Thus far, Michael was doing a pretty good job at being around him, even if Akira had retreated to the shower. "I'm sure he'll like that..." Luka stood and refilled Michael's cup, but he seemed more than entirely distracted, nearly spilling it. His hands were shaking a bit and he shook his head, trying to clear it. "S-sorry... I just.." He paused and sat back down, pulling his sleeves down to try to keep the bruises on his wrists from being exposed. "I need a break.. I think.. Everything with... With my mother.. My siblings.. The school.. With him.. I just.. I feel like I'm the verge of losing it, you know? I.." But he shook his head and smiled a bit towards the blonde. "Nevermind. It's stupid. I'll be alright."
"Luka?" His head raised a bit at the brunette's voice. "Umm.. I need a towel.. Please?" He was currently hiding himself as much as he could behind the door of the bathroom, a soft blush on his face. "I.. Forgot.."
"Oh.. Of course." He smiled towards the younger male and got up, moving over to his dresser to get his brother what he asked for, handing it to him through the crack in the door. "Do you need clothes too?" But the boy shook his head and retreated with a small thanks, still leaving the door cracked. "Does Amos work tonight? Do you know? I mean.. if he gets used to you enough... I wouldn't mind having him come down too."
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Jun 12, 2017 1:19:57 GMT
Michael listened to the catboy's words and nodded to him, leaning back in his chair as he picked up his coffee once more to sip at. Well, that was all understandable... Considering his family had gotten murdered and by his own mother too. Harsh. "No, no, it's fine I understand, Luka." He responded as he shook his head a little. Though he scanned his eyes over the boy when he poked his head out of the bathroom for a towel. He watched their interactions for a few moments as Luka dealt with the boy before he returned his attention back to Luka once more. At his words about Amos meeting Akira, Michael tilted his head a little and shrugged. "I can ask him if he is or isn't. If not do you want me to bring him over later? I can have him make some strawberry shortcake before coming over. Have it be a peace offering for Akira." He responded as he gave a smile towards his friend. [googlefont=Alice][googlefont=Lobster] |
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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 12, 2017 18:16:37 GMT
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
The rest of the afternoon passed quite well. Akira eventually started to become a bit more accustomed to the blonde male, even going as far as not needing the blanket to move around anymore, and sitting an almost regular distance from him. Eventually, they had heard from the albino, and the blonde had left for awhile to help him make said peace offering, in which time, the two brothers worked on some reading and writing before taking a nap.
Later that evening, Luka had ordered some food and a few different movies in case they got bored or something. But he noticed how anxious his younger brother was, especially more so when he wrapped the blanket up around himself again. "It'll be fine.. I promise.. Amos is..."
Akira's expression flattened as he looked at his brother. "You were going to lie to me and say nice, weren't you...?"
"We've talked about you going into my head... Though.. Hmm.. Maybe I need to make my seals stronger then.." The last bit was muttered as he looked around his room. But the knock on his door drew him out of his thoughts and he made his way to it. "Ah! Come in! I've ordered some pizza and some other things, it should be here soon. I didn't know what kind everyone liked so.. I just... Sort of ordered all of them." Not that it mattered since Akira could easily put away two or three of them in a single sitting. "Ah! Look how beautiful this cake is oh my goodness. I barely want to eat it. Akira?" He blinked as he took the cake from Amos, looking around and letting out a small sigh. "He's a bit shy.."
Amos shook his head a bit and stepped into the room. It was definitely larger than the bottom floor rooms, but definitely smaller than the upper floor ones. "Hmm. Not bad. I mean.. I didn't think you would ever step up, but hey. This isn't too bad. Full size bathroom and even a closet. Lookit that."
"Y-yeah.. I had the option for a full size kitchen too but, it's not like I can cook so." Luka shrugged a bit, and set the cake on the table, watching with some sort of shock when Amos just approached his buried lump of a brother.
"Hey..." The albino crouched down a bit and carefully reached a hand out. "Why don't you come on out of there, hmm? I brought you a treat." Luka just stared at him. He had honestly never seen the albino be so... Gentle.. About anything... Ever... The blankets rustled a bit as the brunette beneath them shook his head and backed up a bit. But Amos was rather relentless about it and reached out again, moving to just rest it on top of where he assumed the boy's head was. He felt him flinch and draw back again. "It's okay.. We're going to be friends right?" Slowly he pulled the blanket from the boy's head, just seeing him so afraid pulled at his heart a little. "It's okay to be afraid. But I promise... We won't hurt you."
Slowly the brunette opened his eyes and peeked at the boy in front of him before blinking a bit. He looked so... Different. He had never seen someone so white before... Amos too had about the same reaction, just blinking stupidly. Sure, Michael had told him the kid was a cute little thing, but he hadn't truly expected his eyes to be so... Blue. Luka just watched them, though he eventually relaxed a bit. He had been so on edge about Amos getting so close so quickly, but in the end, it seemed to work. "How about we get you some cake, hmm? You just stay.. Right here.. I'll get some for you, alright?"
"Uhh... Umm.. Hmm.." The boy wasn't very good with words for whatever reason.
Amos smiled softly and stood, making his way towards the kitchen to find a knife to cut it with, pulling Michael along with him. "Gods.. You weren't kidding about the whole puppy thing were you.." He shook his head a bit and sighed softly. "I have such a fucking soft spot for injured animals... I mean.. I know he's a person.. But still." There was a soft blush on his cheeks that he just couldn't make go away.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Jun 15, 2017 19:17:07 GMT
Since his creator couldn't think of anything that wasn't choppy... Michael had returned to Luka's dorm with Amos after enlisting his help in making a strawberry shortcake and telling him about the third year's brother. He did seem like a puppy and he did know how his boyfriend got concerning animals of any sort as well. Especially hurt ones. Upon arriving at the dorm again he knocked on the door and then opened it when they were given the okay to enter, Michael holding the door open for his boyfriend and then shutting it behind him before blinking as he watched Amos just hand the cake off to Luka and go over to the blanketed lump on the floor. Well, he supposed he should have expected that...maybe. Yeah probably not. He hadn't known Amos could be so... nice towards someone at first. Then again, he and Amos did get off on the wrong foot at first... But the blonde managed a smile as he managed to get the boy to come out from under the blanket, at least his head that is, and soon enough let himself get dragged over to the kitchenette by his boyfriend as he searched for a knife to cut the cake. A light chuckle escaped the blonde as he listened to his boyfriend, lightly jabbing his side with an elbow. "Hey now, don't tell me you're going to leave me for the puppy there..." He teased his boyfriend, having good faith that the albino wouldn't do that anyway. Though he leaned his shoulder against Amos' and reached a finger out to get some of the icing/cream on it before he licked it slowly as he glanced towards the albino with a small hum of thought. "But yeah, I told you so. Just give him ears and a tail like Luka or something and you've got a puppy." He spoke, shrugging a little before he lowered his voice a bit more. "I'm glad you came to help with him though... Getting him used to people will take a bit, so we can at least make him feel comfortable and welcomed so Luka could do his own thing without Akira getting scared." He murmured to him, pausing to move away to grab some plates and forks to bring back to the albino. "We should invite them to dinner one night in my dorm. Maybe. Depends on if Luka thinks that'll be okay or not for him." Word count: --- Tag: Akira de'Enguarde |
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Post by Akira de'Enguarde on Jun 23, 2017 3:59:28 GMT
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
Amos nodded to the idea of having them up for dinner. So long as Akira was comfortable with it, it would be fine he supposed. He quickly served up some cake for everyone before carefully taking a piece over to the hiding brunette. Of course Akira was quite cautious in taking it, but eventually he did, and wound up scarfing it down rather quickly. "Don't worry, you can have as much as you like." Amos smiled and got up to get him another piece.
"Don't tell him that or he'll eat the whole thing in one sitting..." Luka muttered, taking a bite of his own cake. Amos laughed a little bit at that. But it wasn't like Luka was kidding either. He knew Akira could eat absolutely everything in one go.
Still, the evening progressed a bit, though Akira remained right where he was, with the blanket around him, just listening to the rest of them talk to one another. He had even managed to drift off a few times. But each time he woke with a bit of a start and looked around before curling up under the blanket again.
"I really don't know how I'm going to do this... Balancing my last year of school and... Him.. My father wants me to come home for the summer and.. I just can't. I refuse. I can't bring him back there.. And after everything.. I don't think I could bring myself to walk through the front door. I've barely been able to leave my dorm..." Luka brought his knees up to his chest on the chair he was sitting in, his ears flattening on his head. "I hate to say that I'm too afraid to go out there but.."
"Hey.. With everything you've been through the past few weeks.. It's understandable to be a little antisocial. But hey, you've still got us." Amos wrapped an arm over Michael's shoulder and leaned against him a bit. "If I'm free, I can come help out whenever you need. And i'm sure Michael will too."
But Luka shook his head. "I could never ask that.. He's my responsibility.. I just.. I didn't know it was going to be this hard..."
"Luka..? Have you... Have you had any time to deal with things? I mean... To grieve?" Luka looked a bit stunned by the question at first, but slowly sunk his head down onto his knees. "I know it's not.. The best option right now but. Er.. Why don't you go down to my dorm. Or up to Michael's for awhile. Take the night. We can handle watching him."
"O-oh! N-no.. I.. I couldn't-"
"Look, he's already asleep, and you really need some time to process it all. I've got tonight and tomorrow off, and there's no classes right now. So really, it's no problem." It was rather odd of Amos to offer such a thing. He barely acted like he enjoyed the company of anyone but Michael, and to offer something so... Big.. But how could he really refuse?
"I need to let him know.. He'll be scared if he wakes up and I'm not here.." Amos nodded a bit and watched Luka slide off his chair and towards the pile of blankets on the floor. Slowly he roused the boy, giving his forehead a gentle kiss. "I'm going to be sleeping somewhere else tonight. I'll be back in the morning. You'll be safe here. These two are going to watch you for a little while, okay? If you need anything, or if you need me to come back, just tell them, alright?"
"Huh!? You.. You can't! You can't leave me!"
"Akira.. It's okay. I promise. I would never let anything happen to you.. They will keep you safe.. I promise.. I promise I'll come back, okay? I have to... I have to go and get you some more treats, and some more clothes, and some more blankets. I promise I'll be back after." It wasn't exactly a lie. He really did need to get some stuff for the boy. He placed another gentle kiss to is forehead. But Akira clung to him. "Akira..."
"I don't want you to go... Please don't leave me..." Luka sighed and wrapped his arms around the boy. Damn.. As much as he appreciated the offer...
"You won't be alone, hmm? How about we do something you'd like? A movie maybe? More cake?" Amos offered, crouching down a bit. But still, Akira remained right where he was, clinging to his brother. "You can't anymore cake if Luka can't go. We promise you, Akira. Everything will be just fine. We'll have some fun, okay?"
"Mm.. Mm.." Akira pouted a bit and clung tighter to his older brother.
"Thank you for the offer Amos.. But.. I will decline for now.. It's still.. Too soon I think... Thank you both for coming but.. I.. I think it's about time we go to bed..."
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Amos paced around Michael's dorm for awhile. It shouldn't bother him so much. But it did. And no matter what was said, he just couldn't get himself to stop thinking about it. About how exhausted Luka looked, about how scared Akira had been about being without him. It was just too much. Still, he stopped after a bit and moved over to the blonde, crawling into his lap and giving him a rather passionate kiss. He wasn't sure why the hell he had done that either. But he just felt like he needed to. "I love you, Michael.." He rested his head against his boyfriend's shoulder. "Gods.. I hate it.." He buried his face into the other's neck, taking in his scent for a moment. "I almost could've turned out like him.. Scared of the world and everything in it... I've seen so much... Awful.. Been through so much.. But nothing.. Nothing like that... I can't even imagine... And Luka.. Gods.. I swear he's a saint in disguise or something." He paused for a moment before pulling away and looking into those icy colored eyes. "Was that what it was like with me? When I got attacked..." But he shook his head. "No.. I did the opposite.. I lashed out... Pushed everyone away.. Even you..." Another kiss was given to the blonde. "I want to help them... I.. I don't know why... I just.." He paused again, gulping down some sort of lump that had formed in his throat. Gods, why the hell was this so hard? "I don't want him to feel so alone..."
Was that it? He felt sorry for the both of them? Alone.. Abandoned.. Betrayed.. In such ways... It was so awful.. And both of them were so sweet. They didn't deserve to feel so horrible. Not like he had. He knew he was meant to be alone. Or at least, he had thought he was. But Michael had changed that. And now, he had the opportunity to try and return the favor. So he had to try right?
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