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[... Lind B|a]

I see. Stay where you are, I'll be there in a few minutes. Any landmarks?

There is a big box next to a building.

I'm in it.

... Were you in the box when you woke up, too?

No. I climbed into it when this thing jumped out at me.

You sound pretty calm for what sounds to be a really weird situation. Is it just your hands that are bleeding?

Ahh', I think it's the adrenaline. There's blood dried to my shirt, but I don't really want to lift it to check.

[... these are the sounds of treck motors whirring as they sped up.]

Anything else around you?

--But don't leave the box if there's anything that looks dangerous around.

I didn't realize how deep the box was until I had gotten into it.

I don't think I can look over the top of it. Unless I tip it back over. I think there was a red light nearby?

Red light. Got it. I'm sure I'll find it, I'm about to head down now.

Don't hang up, please.

I won't, don't worry. Anything on your mind?

It's dark and lonely and I don't know what's going on but my hands hurt and my shirt's ruined.

There's nail marks on my palms, like he was digging them into there. I can't find my eyepatch, either.

..these were my favorite shoes. I think I need to go shopping again soon, and maybe get a job because I've been spending a lot lately. Aika's almost out of treats. Ikki's still acting weird. He went to Kazu to sleep with during the one time he actually slept, didn't even think about me--

I'm almost there, I promise. We can go home and I'll run a bath for you and we can spend the rest of the time eating candy and laughing at dumb movies or talking about anything that comes up, we'll do so much you wont have time to feel lonely.

... I'll help you look for a job too, if you want. Though you know you don't have to, okay? I barely spend my paychecks here, so I really don't mind lending you some if you need new things once in a while or if it's for Aika.

[Then-- a deep, deep breath.] I'm not sure what to tell you about Ikki, Akito. Maybe he didn't want to give you any false hope?

I don't even like eating candy anymore. It's not the same-- it taste like it is, but it's not, I know.

--and Ikki held me, earlier. He held me close and kissed my forehead and was really, really nice. It felt nice, too.

On the ship, we kissed, and I feel horrible about it now, like I betrayed him even though I know he will never return my feelings. Because I felt like I really loved you, then-- and I know you felt the same way. It was a really nice feeling, Akira. But I don't love you, I love Ikki and I know that.

My chest hurts. I think it's bleeding.

You might want to tell him to stop doing things like that. I know you like it when he does them, because you still love him-- but it isn't worth it, Akito, when the end result is that your feelings get badly hurt like this. He's made it clear he isn't interested in you romantically and it seems really cruel to me that he doesn't seem to be thinking about what doing all that could imply to you.

Ah-- sorry if that sounds mean? I care about you a lot, you know. It's upsetting to hear you sounding upset. And about the ship-- you can tell yourself it was a curse, if that helps? Whatever you want, I'll try to help you believe it. Don't feel horrible.

[Just then, the lid of the box suddenly opens and there's one Akira standing there. He shuts off his phone and reaches a hand out for Akito to help pull him out.]

[ Akito was huddled up pretty tightly in the corner of the box, sitting with his knees pressed to his chest, a bloody hand holding his phone up shaking-- the other, wrapped around his calves. He didn't look up, not even when Akira was standing right there. Pretended he wasn't, for the moment. ]

I didn't want it to be a curse, though. I don't want it to be, I guess? Akira would never hurt me, and I felt like I didn't have to worry about anything, then. We laughed and smiled and kissed and held hands, made sure Papa couldn't see. I'm not-- saying I want it. Well, I do, kind of. I want something like that, but I know I can't love anyone as much as I love Ikki. Ever. The sky here feels as fake as a sky could ever be.

--but Ikki's my sky. No matter how much I cared about someone else, I could never care about them as much as I do him. Even if I'm always worrying, always getting jealous and angry and sad, I can't help it.

[Akira gives him a look over, but he doesn't move him. He does stay within reach for whenever Akito was ready to come out, however.]

Have you tried, Akito? And I mean really tried, to actually try and see someone in that way. Ikki's your sky, and there's nothing wrong with that, but don't you think it'd be okay to separate the two? Your sky and a boyfriend-- it doesn't have to be all one and the same, does it? If you could find the distinctions between the two, care about them a lot on two different, separate levels, you could have both a sky that doesn't get you this upset and someone to do all those other smiling, kissing, hand holding things with that you want.

[ Akito keeps quiet, for the most part. He moves his hand down, puts his phone back into his pocket. ]

.. I don't think I want to. I don't-- think I can balance that. But okay, I'll try.

[ Slowly he brings himself up to his feet, giving hisses and whimpers when the skin over his stomach had to stretch back out- but he got it, then moved an arm over to reach for Akira. ]

Edited 2012-04-19 08:19 (UTC)

Good. [A nod, since trying is the least anyone could ask for.]

[He helps Akito out of that box and sets him on the ground, keeping a hold on him just in case-- then thinks better of it and carefully picks him back up to hold him in his arms bridal-style.]

It wont be good if you make your injuries worse. [The reason for it as he started moving back above ground, in case Akito thought to argue.]

[ It's nothing new to him-- being carried like that. Ikki's done it, Kazu's done it-- Kaito's more a throw over his shoulder sort, but. It has to count for something, right? ]

They're not that bad, really! It just-- stings a little. I just didn't expect to wake up, here. --and then there was that thing with the teeth and claws and it was scary.

[He makes a mental note to come back later and punch everything with scary teeth and claws. How dare it.]

Mm, still. I'll keep a better eye out on Lind next time, it's weird he'd just suddenly leave you somewhere so dangerous.

I don't think it was on purpose? I was-- um.. dragged out, I guess? He can push himself out, but I've never been dragged out like that before? Papa and Ikki would switch Agito and I, but this time it felt much more forced. thisisreallyhardtoexplain. I'm-- I'm not sure, but I think Agito might be sleeping, too. I tried to switch over, but he wouldn't come out. ..aah', I don't know what's going on in my own head anymore.

--sorry, for ruining your shirt.

[ Which was when he reached out with his bloodied hands, gripped onto Akira's shirt lightly, and pressed against him. ]

Huh. The mystery deepens, in that case.

[Stranger and stranger! He makes a mental note to ask Lind about it later, if he comes out again soon. His eyes glance down at him for a second when he says that, and if it hadn't been for the fact that he was currently carrying him, he'd have given Akito a light shove for saying that.]

It's just a shirt, it's fine.

But it's a nice shirt.

[ He curled in a little tighter, leaned into Akira's chest. ]

It's not the only nice shirt left in the City.

[He held him closer, even if they were now pulling up to Akira's apartment.]

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