Wanijima Akito/Agito (fangking) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-07-02 19:41:00 |
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Current mood: | restless |
Entry tags: | agito/akito::fangking, kazu::heisspeedracer, x::permanentia |
Live for the thrill of Fighting [ Active ]
Who: Aki/Aki/Lind (fangking), Kazu (heisspeedracer), X (permanentia)
What: Another fight up on the roof
When: Evening, setting sun
Where: Up on the roof top
Warnings: Agito, possible blood, violence *cough* ext.
Oh, yeah. It was about time he fucking got around to doing this. He had been wanting to tear into the white haired bastard since twenty-four hours after Akito was killed. He just never got around to it until now.
Why? Because X wasn‘t worth shit other then the fact Agito wanted pay back. He had tried to sneak off best he could without anyone noticing. Akito wasn‘t happy. He was worried and he could feel him trembling.
’Don’t worry Akito, this will be over quickly.”
Inside their empty conscious Akito stands there, a small pair of white angelic wings attached to his back. No eye patch. Here, in their mind, their world. There is no eye-patch, just closed eyelids. He shakes his head, obviously worried. ’Agito....this isn’t a good idea. Please, just….tell him we were busy or something. I don’t want....’ He lets his words trail off.
A frown pulls on Agito’s lips, watching the other half through his open right eye. ’ No. I’m not going to fucking back down. I can take him down, I can make him pay for what happened to you. Trust me Akito. Let me rip him apart.” Agito says, voice unusually gentle and only meant for one person to hear. To ever hear. Making his way over, the Fang King stops just in front of Akito, reaching up and cupping his face in his hands before pressing their foreheads together gently.
Akito slowly closed his eye, a worried frown still pulling at the corner of his lips. He wanted to go back to Kazu-kun and Aki-chan. Not be here, not facing X. Not yet. Agito’s touch comforts him little. ’Agito…’
’ I said not to worry. I‘ll handle everything. I‘ll take care of you.’ Agito say, parting, smirking and letting his hands drop to his sides. ‘I‘m the fucking Fang King. You saw what happened to Haine. If it wasn‘t for that fucking healing crap of his, I would have fucking won that match.’ His smirk grew more, sharp teeth showing. “I‘m going to enjoy ripping this son of a bitch apart.’
“Be careful, Agito.” With that and Akito‘s worried, but cheering-on smile, the world fades.
Finally, the roof. Agito stepped onto the roof, his golden gaze looking around. Empty. Figures he’d be up there first. That fucker better not make him wait.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, he glided over towards the middle of the room, trying to waste some time until X decided to show up.
Fuck, hurry up.