Bouncing over happily when he spots his lord in his kitchen Cho offers one of his biggest smiles to the small group. “Lord Enasi, I didn't expect you this morning! How are you?” Looking to the little ones he giggles slightly. “I bet the two of you want chocolate cake for breakfast, huh?” Glancing at Harper he adds playfully, “And some carrot cake too!” He sticks out his tongue before turning to Enasi, awaiting the answer to his earlier question about the guardian's welfare. It's obvious that things are still complected for their lord, but he can only pray that he can help out in his own special way.
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Crios does not feel the small ball of energy approaching so when Rasha suddenly jumps up on to his lap the foxy doctor does a very good impression of an old cartoon comedy fall as he tips backwards off his chair with a shout. The doctors on early morning duty rush in to find their overseer laying flat on his back beside his chair which is also on the ground, with a smallish ball of white fur with long ears sitting curled up on his chest. Rasha raises an eyebrow at him and Crios huffs loudly. “I'm fine, I was just startled. You all can go on back to work now.” They all glance once more to ball of fur, now curling it's tail back and forth as it waits, before returning to their duties with hushed whispers.
Sitting up so that Rasha falls unceremoniously on to his legs Crios opens his mouth ready to yell about showing a little courtesy, however Rasha suddenly transforms into his human form and chirps out, “My Lord Seishu is awake and he needs his morning shot!” Crios grunts lightly at the sudden weight, however Rasha keeps most of his weight on his own legs, currently on either side of the doctor's and bent double, so Crios does not feel squished. However he does glare up at the younger male and once more opens his mouth to complain when he catches the scent coming off Rasha. His hand snaps up and he grips the boy just above the elbow in a tight grip.
“What did you do?” His voice is deadly quiet and Rasha knows exactly why he's upset. However he trembles only a little under that sharp glare as he swallows hard.
“Lord Seishu and Lord Enasi are together now, Lord Seishu told me, but he also said that nightmare denizens tend to have many partners, and that Lord Enasi won't be hurt by what happened this morning, and I believe him. We didn't do anything drastic anyways. . . .” His voice is even and he watches the rainbow of emotion cross the face of the man beneath him with a calm expression of his own.
Crios is unsure what all to think at first, the suddenness of it all taking his quite by surprise. Then eventually his body relaxes. 'Night knows our lord better than all of us put together, and I trust he would never hurt Lord Enasi. . .The moralistic differences between realms is something I did not consider, but again, I do believe in that insanely long haired man when it comes to this, so I should relax and not break Rasha's arm just for living out what is most likely one of his most fantastic fantasies' With a sift sigh he looks up at the dream, his gaze much kinder now. “Sorry Rasha, I did not consider the differences. Though, I do not think any of us minions really could understand or accept them, as a dream I guess you are a bit more accepting of such things?”
His words are only really half a question, not really expecting an answer, however as Crios drops his hand Rasha nods slowly. “I'm always gonna be jealous of anyone My Lord Seishu shows affection to, Lord Enasi is the love of his life, and if being with him makes him happy, then as his biggest fan, I can accept that with joy and delight. However, if he decides to also show me physical affection, all the better for me, as long as he's right and Lord Enasi is not being hurt. . .And I trust in My Lord Seishu in this.” Crios is a little dumbfounded for a moment as he realizes that Rasha has given him a reasonable and well thought out answer. However his senses return quickly enough and he motions the dream off his lap.
“Strangely enough, I too trust him in this. I'll try to get a hold of Hops before he walks in and smells it all over you guys and explain the matter before he decides to use Seishu's head as a bowling ball.” Rasha looks a little shocked and frightened at the thought and after bidding Crios good-bye, reminding him once more of the shot, racing back off to the room to get things in order and retrieve his jacket. Crios chuckles lightly at the slight overreaction before beginning to gather what he needs.
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“Come on Finn, I just saw the critter leave. We should get going if you wanna talk to him without interference.” Starla bounces on the balls of her feet as she waits for her brother to catch up with her. They had gone to sleep early the 'evening' before, and when they had awoken Finn had been all geared up to talk to Seishu about the Nightmare Realm, but when they had run into Inui and Rue in the halls they'd found out that not only did they miss an amazing show, but the guardians are now both asleep. They had spent a good hour listening to the youngsters describe the show, and the two of them vowed not to miss the next one. However this had made Finn even more curious about Seishu's realm. If he's really so use to creating such beautiful things for fun, how bad could it really be over there? Finn finally catches up and together they head for Seishu's room.
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Kuro gives Aoba a smile and a nod as he wanders off towards the barn. 'So obedient. . .' With a cough he smiles and scoops up the wood for the turkey hut like it's a bag of feathers and wanders off to a nice shady location beneath the large trees dotting the back yard. 'Honestly, I think the turkey and chicken could share an area, the hole into the chicken coop too small for the turkey to invade should they feel uppity, but the area itself is too small. . .' With a huff he sets down the wood and with a wave summons the tools he needs. Not one fore doing more work than absolutely necessary unless he feels like it, Kuro has the tools do a lot of the work on their own while he holds the boards in place.
The three day job takes only about an hour as Kuro works the building from many different angles at once. As soon as it's in place he leaves it to settle and begins expanding the chicken yard to encompass the new structure and adding on a length off to the side so the birds will have plenty of room to commingle. He looks up to watch Aoba head off to check the fence like Kuro had instructed. Any long boards needing changing Aoba would report to him so the demon could deal with them. Kuro can not help but look on proudly as the little angel goes about his job with determination and without complaint. 'Really, how could they have thought so little of him up there. I mean, he tries so hard. They are all fools up there' His eyes snap around a moment later as he feels a demon getting a little too close, but even before he can really respond the feeling goes away as the demon portals away.
Soon enough the fenced in area is finished as well and Kuro decides it's time for some hydration. Heading over to the pump in the back yard he pumps it easily a few times until the water begins flowing freely. He waits a little bit for the hot pipe water to pass so he can drink some of the cooler stuff from deeper underground. Splashing a bit in his face Kuro strips out of his coat and shirt. Less to keep cool and more to tease Aoba a little bit should he have the chance. His gaze wanders over to the outdoor tub and his movements slow down gradually until at last he's simply staring at it with a rather wicked look in his eyes. 'Yes' A chuckle finds it's way out and with a light hum he goes back to work.
The three day job takes only about an hour as Kuro works the building from many different angles at once. As soon as it's in place he leaves it to settle and begins expanding the chicken yard to encompass the new structure and adding on a length off to the side so the birds will have plenty of room to commingle. He looks up to watch Aoba head off to check the fence like Kuro had instructed. Any long boards needing changing Aoba would report to him so the demon could deal with them. Kuro can not help but look on proudly as the little angel goes about his job with determination and without complaint. 'Really, how could they have thought so little of him up there. I mean, he tries so hard. They are all fools up there' His eyes snap around a moment later as he feels a demon getting a little too close, but even before he can really respond the feeling goes away as the demon portals away.
Soon enough the fenced in area is finished as well and Kuro decides it's time for some hydration. Heading over to the pump in the back yard he pumps it easily a few times until the water begins flowing freely. He waits a little bit for the hot pipe water to pass so he can drink some of the cooler stuff from deeper underground. Splashing a bit in his face Kuro strips out of his coat and shirt. Less to keep cool and more to tease Aoba a little bit should he have the chance. His gaze wanders over to the outdoor tub and his movements slow down gradually until at last he's simply staring at it with a rather wicked look in his eyes. 'Yes' A chuckle finds it's way out and with a light hum he goes back to work.
Sounds good.
~His body is still keyed up from before, the passion of his anger converted to just pure need for his counterpart. So when Enasi strokes his hand and snuggles in closer Seishu lets out a slightly needy sigh and holds on tighter, drinking in Enasi's scent.
“Lord Seishu?”
The sound of his name being called pulls a different kind of sigh from the Nightmare Guardian and he whines a little as Enasi pulls away from him. Those last little moments of the dream, that lovely smile, that oh so soft kiss to his cheek, leaves Seishu feeling a little frustrated, but happy. Enasi is pulled completely out of his grasp, being the first to wake, but after a few more deep breaths of their wonderful world, he can feels his own mind sinking towards consciousness.~
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As he wakes he can feel a weight on his front that is fare more than he fell asleep to. His pain is still buried deep, but he knows that will not last very long as his eyes crack open to the light of the day. The light is however obscured a bit by a worried face framed by lovely silvery hair as Rasha leans in over him with his brows furrowed. His body is pressed firmly against Seishu's and he can feel that the boy is still unable to control himself around his idol. 'Well, perhaps that is a good thing. . .But first' What is it Little Lokitt? Something wrong?”
Rasha chews his lip a bit, worry clearly evident on his face. His hands are on either side of Seishu's body, lifting him up ever so slightly so he can look directly into the guardian's eyes. “A while ago, while you were sleeping, this every cam off you. The others told me before that it happens, but this felt so. . .Angry, and a little violent. . .” He pouts softly, a slight hint of tears in his voice. “It hurt me a little. . And. . . I feel like it's all our fault.”
In that instant Seishu realizes exactly, or so he believes, what the dreams and minions had been planning. He can feel irritation tugging at him, however the sad little tailed male atop him moves his attention from his anger to the end result of what they had done. 'Well, we are together now, for as long as it is safe, and in such a capacity, and despite all this pain now tearing at my heart, I can not say I feel I will regret our decision. . . Or even their part in bringing it about. I really hope Enasi doesn't spiral down too far before we can talk. After all, I don't want him to suffer any more than he has to. . .'
With a sigh he strokes a hand through Rasha's hair and murmurs, “Don't blame yourself for our feelings Little Lokitt. I'm actually kind of glad I got to hear it out of his lips rather than just from his eyes.” Rasha jumps slightly, his eyes brightening as they snap up to look once more into Seishu. He lets out a few incoherent questioning noises, to which Seishu just nods, before he throws his arms around the guardian's neck.
“I am so happy for you two. This is so great! I was so afraid, but, oh!” He wiggles slightly atop Seishu before pausing, his breath catching in his throat. A flush rushes over his cheeks as he feels not only his own passion pressed against Seishu's hip, but the white haired male's standing at attention. He blushes deeper as he looks to Seishu and receives a 'what you gonna do about it' look. He whimpers a little and murmurs, “You, um. . . .but Lord Enasi. . . .?”
The young dream purrs long and deep as he snuggles up next to Seishu, one of his most impossible dreams having come at least partially true. He basks in the glow for a while before murmuring, “So, he told you how he felt, and now you two are okay?”
Seishu rolls his eyes at the sudden shift in subject, but the one tract mind for his lord is something all underlings have and Seishu can not fault him for it. With a light hum he carefully avoids lying out right. “We are as well as things can be at this point.” Rasha seems satisfied with this answer and cuddles in closer, one arm draped across Seishu's chest. Seishu waves a hand across the sheets, the motion causing Rasha to raise an eyebrow, but he just presses a kiss to the dream's forehead and Rasha settles back down with a coo. 'Had to clean up my own mess. I know Doc and Hops will still be able to smell it on us, but I think the news about Enasi and I will be enough of a distraction. . .And I guess I can count on Little Lokitt to explain about our morals. I mean, it's true, even married couples in my realm tend to have a diverse set of sexual partners. There is no such thing as “Cheating” in the Nightmare Realm'
After a few minutes he rouses Rasha, pulling a faint whine from the dream. He sits up ever so slightly to give Seishu a questioning look. “First job in the morning of anyone who spends the “Night” with me: Fetch Doc for my morning shot.” Rasha looks confused for a split second, but an instant later his eyes go wide and he nods, a serious look on his face. Hopping off the bed he darts over to the door and slips outside, darting off down the hall out of a puff of smoke as he pops into animal form. Meanwhile in the room Seishu lets the pain of what is to come between the two guardian's wash over him, hoping that he can temper it down by the time he speaks to Enasi next. 'I love him, and he loves me. And for now, what will be, will be, and we should just go with it. Screw the future. . .'
“Lord Seishu?”
The sound of his name being called pulls a different kind of sigh from the Nightmare Guardian and he whines a little as Enasi pulls away from him. Those last little moments of the dream, that lovely smile, that oh so soft kiss to his cheek, leaves Seishu feeling a little frustrated, but happy. Enasi is pulled completely out of his grasp, being the first to wake, but after a few more deep breaths of their wonderful world, he can feels his own mind sinking towards consciousness.~
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As he wakes he can feel a weight on his front that is fare more than he fell asleep to. His pain is still buried deep, but he knows that will not last very long as his eyes crack open to the light of the day. The light is however obscured a bit by a worried face framed by lovely silvery hair as Rasha leans in over him with his brows furrowed. His body is pressed firmly against Seishu's and he can feel that the boy is still unable to control himself around his idol. 'Well, perhaps that is a good thing. . .But first' What is it Little Lokitt? Something wrong?”
Rasha chews his lip a bit, worry clearly evident on his face. His hands are on either side of Seishu's body, lifting him up ever so slightly so he can look directly into the guardian's eyes. “A while ago, while you were sleeping, this every cam off you. The others told me before that it happens, but this felt so. . .Angry, and a little violent. . .” He pouts softly, a slight hint of tears in his voice. “It hurt me a little. . And. . . I feel like it's all our fault.”
In that instant Seishu realizes exactly, or so he believes, what the dreams and minions had been planning. He can feel irritation tugging at him, however the sad little tailed male atop him moves his attention from his anger to the end result of what they had done. 'Well, we are together now, for as long as it is safe, and in such a capacity, and despite all this pain now tearing at my heart, I can not say I feel I will regret our decision. . . Or even their part in bringing it about. I really hope Enasi doesn't spiral down too far before we can talk. After all, I don't want him to suffer any more than he has to. . .'
With a sigh he strokes a hand through Rasha's hair and murmurs, “Don't blame yourself for our feelings Little Lokitt. I'm actually kind of glad I got to hear it out of his lips rather than just from his eyes.” Rasha jumps slightly, his eyes brightening as they snap up to look once more into Seishu. He lets out a few incoherent questioning noises, to which Seishu just nods, before he throws his arms around the guardian's neck.
“I am so happy for you two. This is so great! I was so afraid, but, oh!” He wiggles slightly atop Seishu before pausing, his breath catching in his throat. A flush rushes over his cheeks as he feels not only his own passion pressed against Seishu's hip, but the white haired male's standing at attention. He blushes deeper as he looks to Seishu and receives a 'what you gonna do about it' look. He whimpers a little and murmurs, “You, um. . . .but Lord Enasi. . . .?”
The young dream purrs long and deep as he snuggles up next to Seishu, one of his most impossible dreams having come at least partially true. He basks in the glow for a while before murmuring, “So, he told you how he felt, and now you two are okay?”
Seishu rolls his eyes at the sudden shift in subject, but the one tract mind for his lord is something all underlings have and Seishu can not fault him for it. With a light hum he carefully avoids lying out right. “We are as well as things can be at this point.” Rasha seems satisfied with this answer and cuddles in closer, one arm draped across Seishu's chest. Seishu waves a hand across the sheets, the motion causing Rasha to raise an eyebrow, but he just presses a kiss to the dream's forehead and Rasha settles back down with a coo. 'Had to clean up my own mess. I know Doc and Hops will still be able to smell it on us, but I think the news about Enasi and I will be enough of a distraction. . .And I guess I can count on Little Lokitt to explain about our morals. I mean, it's true, even married couples in my realm tend to have a diverse set of sexual partners. There is no such thing as “Cheating” in the Nightmare Realm'
After a few minutes he rouses Rasha, pulling a faint whine from the dream. He sits up ever so slightly to give Seishu a questioning look. “First job in the morning of anyone who spends the “Night” with me: Fetch Doc for my morning shot.” Rasha looks confused for a split second, but an instant later his eyes go wide and he nods, a serious look on his face. Hopping off the bed he darts over to the door and slips outside, darting off down the hall out of a puff of smoke as he pops into animal form. Meanwhile in the room Seishu lets the pain of what is to come between the two guardian's wash over him, hoping that he can temper it down by the time he speaks to Enasi next. 'I love him, and he loves me. And for now, what will be, will be, and we should just go with it. Screw the future. . .'
His smile twitches for a moment the first time Erik keeps himself from swearing. 'That is nice. I am glad he has taken that to heart at least. Perhaps this will get better faster than I thought' His heart drops a bit when he hears that Erik had been vomiting. 'I know I heard something last night, I remember waking up once. That must have been when he. . .' He sighs softly. As he keeps talking Alexi slips out of bed and pulls the potion Joseph had left for out and slides it into his pocket. Kneeling down he slides a box out from under his bed. The lock is fingerprint activated so as he presses his thumb to it he looks over at Erik as he falls silent. “I am sorry you are so uncomfortable, but I am afraid you will be that way for a while. Also, I thank you for your efforts to stay civil, I really appreciate them. . .” His voice trails off as he pops open the safety box. When he'd picked up the potion from the night stand he had done so in such a way there there is no way Erik could have seen it. So when the box opens to reveal another potion, in an identical bottle, he looks to Erik to see his reaction.
Slowly he pick up the phial and holds in his hand gently. He closes the box with his foot, sliding it and the rest of it's contents back under his bed. Joseph knows not to look under his bed under any circumstances, that being Alexi's “Private Storage” and all. The potion glows a gentle purple and for a long moment the human just stares at it, a blank expression on his face. Eventually he slips it into the opposite pocket to the one he put the first phial in and gives Erik a sad look As he walks past the vampire's bed, well out of reach he murmurs, “I'll have Joseph extract some of my blood today and put it in cold storage until you are ready. I can only pray that your suffering is shorter than his was. However, somehow, I doubt it. You really are a strong and admirable individual.” With this being said Alexi moves quickly off to the bathroom, not really wanting to be around for the fallout should it come.
Once in the washroom he pulls out the first phial and dumps it's contents down the sink. He slips the bottle back into his pocket, knowing that he'll have to get rid of it somewhere away from the house. 'I can not risk any of the servants, especially Joseph,. Coming across it and wondering. The design of these bottles are unique' He whines softly to himself as he recalls the look of his acquisition. So much pain, so much suffering. Alexi's heart really goes out to him, but he steels his resolve as he bathes and when he's finally ready to re-enter the room he is in complete control of himself. Moving behind his wardrobe door once more he slips out of his pants and picks out what he wants to wear today. He has a few errands to run, which will give him plenty of opportunity to dump the phial, but he remains silent for now should Erik wish to speak. He knows there is most likely a very angry rant the vampire wishes to spill from what he said earlier so he gives Erik the chance to vent.
Slowly he pick up the phial and holds in his hand gently. He closes the box with his foot, sliding it and the rest of it's contents back under his bed. Joseph knows not to look under his bed under any circumstances, that being Alexi's “Private Storage” and all. The potion glows a gentle purple and for a long moment the human just stares at it, a blank expression on his face. Eventually he slips it into the opposite pocket to the one he put the first phial in and gives Erik a sad look As he walks past the vampire's bed, well out of reach he murmurs, “I'll have Joseph extract some of my blood today and put it in cold storage until you are ready. I can only pray that your suffering is shorter than his was. However, somehow, I doubt it. You really are a strong and admirable individual.” With this being said Alexi moves quickly off to the bathroom, not really wanting to be around for the fallout should it come.
Once in the washroom he pulls out the first phial and dumps it's contents down the sink. He slips the bottle back into his pocket, knowing that he'll have to get rid of it somewhere away from the house. 'I can not risk any of the servants, especially Joseph,. Coming across it and wondering. The design of these bottles are unique' He whines softly to himself as he recalls the look of his acquisition. So much pain, so much suffering. Alexi's heart really goes out to him, but he steels his resolve as he bathes and when he's finally ready to re-enter the room he is in complete control of himself. Moving behind his wardrobe door once more he slips out of his pants and picks out what he wants to wear today. He has a few errands to run, which will give him plenty of opportunity to dump the phial, but he remains silent for now should Erik wish to speak. He knows there is most likely a very angry rant the vampire wishes to spill from what he said earlier so he gives Erik the chance to vent.
Under his light gaze Aoba begins innocently, and quite inadvertently, teasing Kuro. Unable to take his eyes away from the sight the demon does his best to keep his breathing regular as more and more of the angel's flesh is exposed. 'Jeez, I really am a lost cause at this point. I'm getting revved up just from a little arm and chest action. I really need to get a hold of myself before I start. . .' Then a new thought strikes him and he smiles softly. 'He's being corrupted anyways, but no matter how much his wings darken, the corruption will not change him where it matters. . .So why shouldn't I try and get him to. . . . Sway a bit more towards more fun ventures?' He chuckles lightly as the farm house comes into view and he settles down with a light smile as to not freak out Aoba or the movers.
Kuro too looks over all of what is being delivered and takes a quick stock. 'Looks like they got everything on the list. Good, I would hate to have to fly back and yell at the woman' Motioning over at the porch he says, “Why don't you go take a seat up there and eat up before we get started. I'm going to drop this off in your room. You can get changed later. . .” Having said that Kuro heads inside and makes his way up to Aoba's room. 'There are a couple demon, but they are at a goodly distance. The smell of blood mus still be keeping them on edge' Setting the bags down on the bed he pulls out the pack of socks, rips it open, and pulls out a pair before grabbing the boots as well and heading downstairs.
Once back outside Kuro slides over to the eating angel and sets both the socks and boots down next to him. “When you're done I suggest putting those on. They will protect your feet from the stuff we are about to begins working with.” Once he's sure Aoba understands what he's asking Kuro slips off the porch to go help the men finish with the last slabs of wood. Once everything is off the truck and stacked up neatly the demon pulls out the wad and once more pays for their purchases. 'I really need to tell Little Mouse how this stuff works' he muses, watching the guys hop back into the truck and drive off. Once they are on their way Kuro wanders back over to the porch and takes up the box holding his own meal in it.
Trying his best not to look like some wild animal Kuro picks up the bloody meat carefully and begins chowing down. He makes short work of the steak, doing his best to not make too much of a mess. Once it is gone he licks his fingers and hands clean and turns to Aoba to explain what needs to get done. He lays out all the work that needs to be done before the animals arrive, putting them into categories of things for Aoba to do, and things Kuro wants to handle. He mentions a few things that they should work on after the animals arrive as well to make a better home for the beasts, but waves them off claiming they will have plenty of time to deal with that later. “For now we just need the bare necessities: food, water, and shelter. After that we can focus on keeping them happy.” He smiles wide, the thought of the animals making him obviously happy, and with only his Little Mouse around, Kuro does nothing to hide his love. As soon as Aoba is finished eating Kuro brings him over to the pile of tools and begins his instruction before they set to work.
Kuro too looks over all of what is being delivered and takes a quick stock. 'Looks like they got everything on the list. Good, I would hate to have to fly back and yell at the woman' Motioning over at the porch he says, “Why don't you go take a seat up there and eat up before we get started. I'm going to drop this off in your room. You can get changed later. . .” Having said that Kuro heads inside and makes his way up to Aoba's room. 'There are a couple demon, but they are at a goodly distance. The smell of blood mus still be keeping them on edge' Setting the bags down on the bed he pulls out the pack of socks, rips it open, and pulls out a pair before grabbing the boots as well and heading downstairs.
Once back outside Kuro slides over to the eating angel and sets both the socks and boots down next to him. “When you're done I suggest putting those on. They will protect your feet from the stuff we are about to begins working with.” Once he's sure Aoba understands what he's asking Kuro slips off the porch to go help the men finish with the last slabs of wood. Once everything is off the truck and stacked up neatly the demon pulls out the wad and once more pays for their purchases. 'I really need to tell Little Mouse how this stuff works' he muses, watching the guys hop back into the truck and drive off. Once they are on their way Kuro wanders back over to the porch and takes up the box holding his own meal in it.
Trying his best not to look like some wild animal Kuro picks up the bloody meat carefully and begins chowing down. He makes short work of the steak, doing his best to not make too much of a mess. Once it is gone he licks his fingers and hands clean and turns to Aoba to explain what needs to get done. He lays out all the work that needs to be done before the animals arrive, putting them into categories of things for Aoba to do, and things Kuro wants to handle. He mentions a few things that they should work on after the animals arrive as well to make a better home for the beasts, but waves them off claiming they will have plenty of time to deal with that later. “For now we just need the bare necessities: food, water, and shelter. After that we can focus on keeping them happy.” He smiles wide, the thought of the animals making him obviously happy, and with only his Little Mouse around, Kuro does nothing to hide his love. As soon as Aoba is finished eating Kuro brings him over to the pile of tools and begins his instruction before they set to work.
He watches the younger male carefully, taking in every inch of him as Shigetoshi strips off his clothing and enters the spring. 'He is attractive enough. I wonder if he has anyone special in town he's thinking of becoming closer to. . .' Tatsuki settles back against the rocks a little more firmly as he waits for the human to settle. He really does hope that the young innkeeper will be okay with having him around despite whatever he'd done to put the young man on edge.
Catching sight of Shigetoshi smile Tatsuki returns it with one of his own. The warm water laps gently against him as the ripples from the human's entry finally reaches him. He lets out a sigh and slides off the rocks. The moon peeks at them through the steam, giving their pale flesh a kind of soft glow that only moonlight can provide. Tatsuki swims a little closer to Shigetoshi, wanting to speak with the young man before any more misunderstandings can be had.
Tatsuki stops a few paces away from the other, his upper body lifting out of the water as he stands up a little. The water from the spring tumbles down his flesh as he moves to a sitting spot not too far from the young innkeeper so he does not have to raise his voice to speak. As he stiles his eyes travel once more over the male before him as he lets out a soft sigh. “I really am sorry if I have done or said something to cause you discomfort. I know my words from before could lead one to believe that my line of work involves unsavory activities, but I assure you, I have no blood on my hands Shigetoshi-kun.” He hums softly, looking down to the water. “I do not hurt people. . .” He knows those words are only half true in his own mind, his actions causing pain inside for those who have to live on after he harvests the soul he is after. His eyes stay down as he waits for Shigetoshi to respond, his hands playing once more with the water gently.
Catching sight of Shigetoshi smile Tatsuki returns it with one of his own. The warm water laps gently against him as the ripples from the human's entry finally reaches him. He lets out a sigh and slides off the rocks. The moon peeks at them through the steam, giving their pale flesh a kind of soft glow that only moonlight can provide. Tatsuki swims a little closer to Shigetoshi, wanting to speak with the young man before any more misunderstandings can be had.
Tatsuki stops a few paces away from the other, his upper body lifting out of the water as he stands up a little. The water from the spring tumbles down his flesh as he moves to a sitting spot not too far from the young innkeeper so he does not have to raise his voice to speak. As he stiles his eyes travel once more over the male before him as he lets out a soft sigh. “I really am sorry if I have done or said something to cause you discomfort. I know my words from before could lead one to believe that my line of work involves unsavory activities, but I assure you, I have no blood on my hands Shigetoshi-kun.” He hums softly, looking down to the water. “I do not hurt people. . .” He knows those words are only half true in his own mind, his actions causing pain inside for those who have to live on after he harvests the soul he is after. His eyes stay down as he waits for Shigetoshi to respond, his hands playing once more with the water gently.
Sorry, last I looked it hadn't been changed, and I was waiting for you to tell me you changed it so I didn't look before poking. :P
*Poke*
His gaze travels over to Aoba as the angel gives him an odd look. He is curious about it but as his attention turns to the menu Kuro refocuses on it as well. The demon gives a little grunt when Aoba calls his name softly. Then he stills slightly as he asks his question. 'So, the mirror did it's job and showed him the truth. I wonder how long before it really gets to him that I'm blackening them slowly just by being myself around him' He glaces down at the key chain hanging around Aoba's neck for a brief instant before returning his gaze to the menu. 'That thing's not helping either' “Yeah, a little bit. It's because you're around a demonic aura so much now.”
He keeps his eyes on the open menu as well as he speaks, keeping his vice just as soft as Aoba's. The last thing they need is some of the hicks in this town overhearing them talking about wings and demons and get the right idea. Aoba points to this and that, asking what's in each before moving on to the next prospective meal choice. Once he's settled Kuro gives him a nod, smiling at his selection as he sets the menu down. 'Wow, how interesting. His selection is just one step up from the hicks around here. I know even hicks enjoy a good BLT, but I bet 80% of the lunch time orders around here are either steak, or ground beef based' He chuckles at this, a light smile on his lips as he walks up to the counter. He keeps half an eye on their bags as the girl behind the register perks up upon his approach.
'Wow, she's about to fall out of that thing. Please, not now. Not only am I trying to get closer to this lovely thing at my side, but that's an anatomy thing I don't feel like explaining right now. I know there are girl angels, but I'm positive Aoba has no experience there. . .' He lets his eyes trail easily over her front, to be polite, but then he gives her a disarming smile and places their order. Kuro orders their largest steak, rare, and asks that the meals be boxed up for travel. She winks and giggles at him before going off to place his order personally. Kuro knows she only does it so she can show off her plump backside to him and he does her the courtesy of at least looking at it before wandering back over to their bags to wait.
There is a fair few teenagers in the diner at this hour and Kuro can see several contemplating walking over to talk to him. 'I know my pheromones are in full swing with my angel around, but I don't have time to turn you all down politely right now. And I cant snap at you with my Little Mouse present so. . .' With a shrug he once more slips his arm around Aoba's waist but this time he explains himself slightly. “Listen, just go with this for now. Every teenager in this joint wants to get up close and personal with me right now because of the aura I'm giving off, so avoid any trouble, just stick close to me. They'll be less likely to pounce if they think I've already got someone.” he murmurs this softly, his hand squeezing Aoba's hip playfully as if he was whispering something naughty.
Once their meals arrive, the girl finally paying attention to Aoba, but only to glare at him a little and pout, Kuro slips her a couple dollars over the actual cost of the meals and hands the styrofoam boxes to Aoba. She gives him one last playful “Come hither” look before he smiles politely, scoops up the clothes bags, and heads out the door. Holding it open for Aoba he nods towards the road leading to the farm. “We should get walking. I'm sure you're hungry, and the moving guys should already be at the farm unloading.” He begins walking, keeping his pace even as he does his best to keep the sun from blinding him. Once outside of town this becomes easier as now there is nothing for it to glare off of. 'I wonder if Little Mouse is sweating. . .' Because of his tolerance for heat Kuro is not a good judge of such things using only his own skin as a thermometer. His gaze travels over tot he angel, looking for sweat.
He keeps his eyes on the open menu as well as he speaks, keeping his vice just as soft as Aoba's. The last thing they need is some of the hicks in this town overhearing them talking about wings and demons and get the right idea. Aoba points to this and that, asking what's in each before moving on to the next prospective meal choice. Once he's settled Kuro gives him a nod, smiling at his selection as he sets the menu down. 'Wow, how interesting. His selection is just one step up from the hicks around here. I know even hicks enjoy a good BLT, but I bet 80% of the lunch time orders around here are either steak, or ground beef based' He chuckles at this, a light smile on his lips as he walks up to the counter. He keeps half an eye on their bags as the girl behind the register perks up upon his approach.
'Wow, she's about to fall out of that thing. Please, not now. Not only am I trying to get closer to this lovely thing at my side, but that's an anatomy thing I don't feel like explaining right now. I know there are girl angels, but I'm positive Aoba has no experience there. . .' He lets his eyes trail easily over her front, to be polite, but then he gives her a disarming smile and places their order. Kuro orders their largest steak, rare, and asks that the meals be boxed up for travel. She winks and giggles at him before going off to place his order personally. Kuro knows she only does it so she can show off her plump backside to him and he does her the courtesy of at least looking at it before wandering back over to their bags to wait.
There is a fair few teenagers in the diner at this hour and Kuro can see several contemplating walking over to talk to him. 'I know my pheromones are in full swing with my angel around, but I don't have time to turn you all down politely right now. And I cant snap at you with my Little Mouse present so. . .' With a shrug he once more slips his arm around Aoba's waist but this time he explains himself slightly. “Listen, just go with this for now. Every teenager in this joint wants to get up close and personal with me right now because of the aura I'm giving off, so avoid any trouble, just stick close to me. They'll be less likely to pounce if they think I've already got someone.” he murmurs this softly, his hand squeezing Aoba's hip playfully as if he was whispering something naughty.
Once their meals arrive, the girl finally paying attention to Aoba, but only to glare at him a little and pout, Kuro slips her a couple dollars over the actual cost of the meals and hands the styrofoam boxes to Aoba. She gives him one last playful “Come hither” look before he smiles politely, scoops up the clothes bags, and heads out the door. Holding it open for Aoba he nods towards the road leading to the farm. “We should get walking. I'm sure you're hungry, and the moving guys should already be at the farm unloading.” He begins walking, keeping his pace even as he does his best to keep the sun from blinding him. Once outside of town this becomes easier as now there is nothing for it to glare off of. 'I wonder if Little Mouse is sweating. . .' Because of his tolerance for heat Kuro is not a good judge of such things using only his own skin as a thermometer. His gaze travels over tot he angel, looking for sweat.
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