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Muraki Kazutaka ([info]muraki) wrote in [info]eotw_redux,
@ 2008-05-31 07:18:00

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Current location:Karakura
Current mood:indescribable
Entry tags:hana, hisoka, jou, muraki, urahara, uryuu

Remember when..? {Atten: Jou & Hisoka}
Without sound the jagged tear opened black and endless against the blue sky, a second later it had healed up leaving no sign of its ever being there in the first place. However the creature it had allowed to cross through its dark maw soared the sky above the market area of the town below it, eyes watching the people moving through it idly. He wasn't looking for anyone purposely, but when he spotted a certain blond, the massive clawed wingspan dipped to tilt the body into a downward angle to take him down closer.

Affirming the identity of the young man, he briefly considered the choices and promptly decided on the next course of action to be put into effect, starting with once again lowering his flight to brush the tip of one wing down over the top of the blond's head to let him become aware that there was something there with him now. The next action would be the boy's, depending on it, he would decide what course would follow -- or rather one might say just how long the rest of his time here would be, extremely short or perhaps lasting for just a few hours longer, provided they weren't rudely interrupted in the course of their little game.


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[info]katsuya
2008-05-31 07:39 am UTC (link)
Jou started slightly when he felt feathers brush his cheek, reaching up to bat them away, his hand freezing when he realized there was nothing there. Swallowing hard, he forced himself to calm down. He must have imagined it, really. Mind you, he didn't make a habit of imagining feathers but it was probably the weather. It was rather warm, and he was sorta getting hungry, and surely his mind was just playing tricks on him.

Yep, just tricks.

Finishing his shopping, he turned to go home, nearly yelping when he felt the feathers again when he tried to turn into one of the busy streets. Woah, this was not good. When he was home, he was going to have a firm conversation with his mind on imaginary feathers and scaring the crap out of himself. That stuff just wasn't funny, mind; stop it.

Turning in the other direction, he breathed a bit more easily when he didn't feel the feathers any more. See, talking to his mind was already having effect. Tightening his grip on his shopping bag --feathers or no feathers, there was food in that bag-- he continued his way home.

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[info]muraki
2008-05-31 08:02 am UTC (link)
Gliding through the buildings just above and a little behind the boy, he waited rather patiently he thought until the young man had left the crowded market firmly behind and had entered into the domain of the empty park on what must be the route to wherever the blond currently lived.

Once he was out of sight of the roads, he moved to descend, brushing one wing hard enough he judged to knock the boy off balance enough to know that the earlier event was not just his imagination. Landing on the path before the blond, he waited with silent interest to see what his reaction would be now that it was undeniable that something was definitely within the area around him now. He would continue to toy with the other for as long as he thought it safe, unless he grew too boring, then he would end it with the boy's death. It would be an empty but rather pleasing meal regardless he rather thought.

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[info]katsuya
2008-05-31 10:10 am UTC (link)
Okay, Katsuya, that was not your mind.

Jou scrambled up quickly, glancing around. Imagining feathers was one thing, but he was pretty sure his own imagination wasn't strong enough to knock himself off balance. Not to mention, his back was pounding a bit from where whatever it was had hit him with enough force to send him sprawling out on the ground. Still, just because he couldn't see anything didn't mean that there wasn't anything there. He knew that much from hanging around with dead people.

Curling his hands into fists, he forced himself to breath calmly, his eyes narrow as he glanced around. Falling into a fighting stance was as natural to him as breathing, but he wondered how he was going to hit anything that he couldn't see. Hell, even if he could see it, were fists really going to work against anything supernatural?

Dammit, where are your crazy supernatural friends when you need them?

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[info]muraki
2008-06-01 10:59 am UTC (link)
He waited a moment after the boy settled into a fighting stance, but when there proved to be nothing more forthcoming after that he lifted off from the path to circle the park briefly once, both to make certain there was no one headed toward this park to interrupt and to gain a better position to knock the boy down out of the stance he'd taken.

He wanted more to happen before he ended this little game really, but if the boy still refused to respond in any entertaining way, he would just have to settle for what he'd gotten so far and leave it at that. It wasn't like it mattered much what the boy did really, the end result wasn't going to differ unless he lingered overlong and they were rudely interrupted before he could put a proper finish to it.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-01 12:53 pm UTC (link)
Jou's eyes widened as he felt something strike him hard in the back again --for fuck's sake, was he fighting an invisible bus, or what?-- throwing out his left arm to try and catch himself as he slammed against the pavement. Catching himself on his palm, he grunted as he felt something snap in his wrist, the pain sharp and instant, but he forced himself to roll over, cradling his wounded arm close to him. With the adrenaline rushing through his veins and covering up his pain, it was hard to tell if his wrist was really broken or just sprained, but he didn't really want to stick around and find out.

Scrambling up, he held his left wrist with his right to keep it steady, his eyes darting around as if maybe he could see whatever was attacking him this time. He should try and make a run for it, but he doubted whatever was attacking him would let him go that easily. Still, he had to try. He wasn't some damsel in distress, waiting for someone to rescue him. Fuck that, he was going to try and run and ditch. It was the least he could do.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-03 08:33 am UTC (link)
"Jou!" Hisoka cried out sharply as he ran forward, drawing his gun to click the safety off and rack the slide before he came to a skidding halt next to him, his face ashen. "Are you all right?" He brought the gun up, willing his hands not to shake as he saw the limp angle of Jou's wrist and the way he was cradling it with his other hand, his eyes narrowing fiercely as he tried to get a decent shot at the hollow.

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[info]muraki
2008-06-03 09:02 am UTC (link)
The avian hollow's gaze slid from its previous target to the new arrival at the cry and noting the small gun being pointed in his direction, back-winged to gain altitude for the moment.

He would wait for the moment to see if the boy really thought he could hurt him with the pistol, no matter the urge now present to destroy both blonds now beneath him. Once action happened on their part, he would move to finish this little game.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-03 03:08 pm UTC (link)
Relief filled Jou's mind at the sound of Hisoka's voice, though it was short-lived. While he was terribly grateful that Hisoka had come to his rescue, it also meant Hisoka was in danger now too. And he knew he was going to be no good. Even if his wrist hadn't been broken, he still couldn't fight something he couldn't see.

Shifting slightly, he moved closer to Hisoka, though trying not to get too close and get in the way. "Now what?" he hissed, trying to keep his voice quiet so whatever there was out there couldn't hear him.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-03 03:49 pm UTC (link)
Oh. Man, Hisoka hated to admit this, but-- "I have no idea," he hissed back softly, his eyes sharp and bright on the hollow, his lips peeling back from his teeth. "I don't have the weapons to fight these things, and gods only know when the proper type of shinigami'll show up. They can only be in so many places at once." He breathed in slowly, his eyes narrowing, and raised the gun carefully. The bird-hollow wasn't attacking anymore, no, but its behavior now was almost more unnerving; it was just hovering there, and since when were hollows so intelligent? Hisoka caught his lower lip between his teeth, tightened his grip on the gun, and breathed out as he fired, right into the hollow's eye, its shriek splitting his ears.

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[info]muraki
2008-06-03 04:43 pm UTC (link)
The injury wouldn't kill him but it was infuriating enough to make him forgo any further lingering over the two, he moved to circle the two, gaining more height before turning into a dive toward the boy who'd caused the injury. He'd kill him first and then he'd go after the injured companion afterwards.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-08 05:34 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka had a split-second to yell for Jou to get out of the way and push him aside before the huge hollow was on him, talons flashing. Hisoka fired instinctively, managing to take out its other eye and get a few shots into one of its wings before it was close, way too close, and he flung up both of his arms, feeling one set of talons slash his forearms to ribbons before he realized he left his belly totally exposed.

He felt the talons dig in deep, pain exploding across his torso as the first talon in the back went deep enough to curve up under his ribs, ripping up through his stomach while the other three talons dug in between his ribs. His gun fell from limp, bloodied fingers and he felt his lungs puncture. The bird dropped him and his head cracked against the concrete, his vision spinning blackly from pain and shock as dark, dark blood spread out onto the street under his chest.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-08 05:57 pm UTC (link)
Jou hissed when Hisoka shoved him back, catching himself with his good hand, his mouth opening to ask Hisoka what the hell was going on though the words died in his throat. Shock narrowed his vision until the only thing he saw was Hisoka shooting at nothing and then suddenly the bleeding began.

It started at his arms, deep gouges running along his skin and flesh, and god, was that bone he saw, and then suddenly it started on his torso as well. Jou's stomach churned as he watched something dig into Hisoka, shredding his shirt and effectively gutting him. He vaguely heard Hisoka's gun clatter to the pavement but his eyes were only on Hisoka as he fell, his head cracking against the pavement. And the worst part was that he knew, he just knew that Hisoka had done this all to save him.

Swallowing hard to keep the bile down --he probably would have vomited if not for the dulling shock-- he scrambled closer, not caring any more that there was something there ready to kill him as he pulled Hisoka partially on his lap with his good hand. He barely even felt the blood soak into his jeans. "Hisoka?" he rasped, brushing his bloodied fingers through his bangs. "Hisoka, open your eyes. Come on, open your eyes for me."

He didn't even notice he was crying.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-08 11:03 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka blacked in and out of consciousness, fighting to stay awake. The wrenching tear of agony up through his torso when Jou moved him helped a little. The world spun dizzily and he tried to gasp for air through his ruined diaphragm and lungs, gripping weakly at Jou's elbow. Pain made his vision swim, but he flinched as one of Jou's tears fell onto his face. He reached up shakily and touched Jou's cheek, his lips forming Jou's name as he fought to draw breath, feeling his body work furiously to put his internal organs back in order, his lungs filling again first before the healing quickly moved down his torso.

"Jou," he finally managed to wheeze as he felt his insides knitting together, the pain making him lightheaded. He cupped Jou's cheek, leaving a bloody handprint on his face, before he fisted his hand the shoulder of Jou's shirt, trying to pull himself up a little, trembling as the ruined tendons and muscle in his arms protested, his grip weak and shaky. "Gun," he said wetly, and coughed, trying not to spit blood all over Jou too much as he fought it out of his lungs. He felt for the weapon and forced his hand to close around it and lift it, trying to sit up a bit; he knew the hollow was still around somewhere, and it would be a hell of a waste to go through all of that just to have to sit and watch as it ripped Jou limb from limb. The thought sent a cold shock of clarity through his brain and his eyes narrowed, his vision steadying along with his grip as his arms healed slowly and he raised the gun, looking around for their attacker.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 01:12 am UTC (link)
Jou trembled with intense relief when Hisoka moved against him and then wheezed his name. Tightening his arms around him, he buried his face against his hair for a moment, feeling the blood dry stickily on his cheek. "Ssh, you're still..." he mumbled against his hair, his voice sticking awkwardly in his throat. "Please. Please, don't die."

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[info]uryuu
2008-06-09 05:56 am UTC (link)
A bolt of blue-white pierced one of the dark wings, causing the hollow to shriek once more in both pain and outrage, turning its attention from the duo beneath to the new menace now threatening in with something which hurt considerably more than the bullets from the boy's gun had. The avian eyes narrowed as they fell upon the quincy and the large web-shaped bow that was splayed out before the thin white-clad form.

Blue eyes watched the large black form silently as another arrow was formed and lined up with its target. Releasing it, his lips thinned slightly as the thing dodged and the bolt took out a good-sized chunk of concrete instead of hitting the white mask covering the avian hollow's face. It was with some annoyance and disgust that he watched it escape back to its own territory.

Turning his attention back down, he noted the amount of blood on the ground beneath the two and leap down to land beside Jou with some considerable concern. "Jounouchi-san..."

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 06:04 am UTC (link)
"I'm fine. Thank you," Jou said, his voice hoarse. His eyes were red-rimmed and his tears had left long tracks in the blood smeared on his face. He didn't mention his broken wrist simply because he thought that compared to Hisoka's wounds it was barely anything. And more important it was nothing that would keep him down.

Stroking his fingers shakily over Hisoka's face, he touched the pale, bloodied skin with infinite tenderness. His breathing still sounded pained, but it wasn't as wet and raspy as it had been and that was good, right? "Hisoka? Hisoka, are you okay? Say something."

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 07:47 am UTC (link)
"Cavalry," he managed, his breath rattling wetly as the fluid slowly drained from his lungs, managing to grin a little up at Uryuu. "Thanks." He set the gun down again gently and just rested against Jou, panting raspily as he felt his insides healing up slower and slower, taxing even his body to its limits, and he breathed a damp, shuddering sigh of relief when the skin on his chest finally started to knit together sluggishly. If his body was doing that, then the important stuff was finished with. He looked up at Jou, still light-headed with blood loss.

"M'fine," he said faintly, reaching up to touch Jou's hand, cupping it to his cheek and smiling a little. His eyes widened a bit as he remembered Jou's broken wrist. "Ah, you're hurt." He wasn't quite dumb enough to try to sit up when the muscle of his stomach was gluing itself back together, but he turned to look at Uryuu, his breathing still labored. "Broken wrist," he rasped, speaking still a fight through his mess of a set of lungs. "Splint?"

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 09:08 am UTC (link)
"Hmm," Jou murmured faintly, though his broken wrist was barely on his mind. He had gotten hurt before and he'd probably get hurt again, but it all paled compared to what Hisoka had gone through on his account. Stroking his fingers over his cheek, he tipped his head back then. "Kiss first," he said softly, leaning in to breath against Hisoka's lips for a moment before kissing him lightly. He wasn't going to kiss him firmly, not when Hiskoa was still healing, but just a little kiss wouldn't hurt, right? Especially not when ten minutes ago he hadn't even been sure if he would get to kiss him again.

Besides, they needed to do something while Ishida found a splint.

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[info]uryuu
2008-06-09 11:57 am UTC (link)
Leaving the two with a small illusion of privacy for now, and pulled out a small phone. He supposed it was a good thing he had it now despite the slight annoyance of its small weight on him, because he didn't think leaving the two completely alone as he would have had to otherwise was the best of ideas at the moment.

Scrolling through the numbers already put into the phone's memory, he found Urhara's number and hit the button to have it dialed. Speaking quietly with the man, he told him what happened and explained in not so many words why it might be better for him and Tessai to come over to help the two out instead of bringing it to a certain healer's attention.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 01:14 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka hummed softly, pressing his lips briefly to Jou's before he pulled away, not wanting Jou to taste the blood in his mouth, turning to cough and spit again, trying to finish clearing his lungs. He gripped Jou's shirt and sat up carefully, hissing as the new muscle in his arms and chest pulled sharply, just curling against Jou's chest as he panted softly, still healing slowly.

"M'glad you're okay," he said softly, closing his eyes tiredly, his body trembling a little against Jou's from the exertion.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 01:20 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, thanks to you," Jou said with a faint frown, wiping the blood from the corner of Hisoka's mouth. Pulling him a bit closer, his movements careful as not to jostle Hisoka's healing limbs, he leaned his cheek against Hisoka's stick-with-blood hair.

"Shouldn't have done that. Was really stupid."

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 01:24 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka made a low sound in his throat, curling closer. "Well, I wasn't just going to sit there and watch as that thing ripped you into pieces. "He nuzzled Jou's throat softly, his eyelids fluttering. "Better me than you. I'll heal up just fine." He reached up and touched Jou's cheek very gently, trying not to smear blood everywhere. "Knew you wouldn't."

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 01:27 pm UTC (link)
"We could have ran. Together. There was no reason you had to die," Jou said, his voice breaking slightly on the 'die'. If there was one thing he wanted to avoid for the rest of his life it was seeing Hisoka like that; ripped to pieces and bleeding, dying for his sake.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 01:32 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka shook his head softly, curling close. "It could fly; we wouldn't have gotten anywhere if we'd run..." His brow furrowed, reaching up and pulling Jou's head down, resting his forehead against Jou's. "I didn't die. I'm fine." He smiled a little, crookedly. "A bit of a mess, but fine. Promise."

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 01:39 pm UTC (link)
"But you could have." Jou squeezed his burning eyes shut, letting his forehead lean against Hisoka's. "And I don't want you to die for me. It's such a stupid reason to." Jou tightened his hand on the tatters of Hisoka's shirt, leaning close.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 01:44 pm UTC (link)
"Shhh..." Hisoka hugged Jou softly, kissing his temple and smoothing his hair back from his face, touching his cheeks softly. "No I won't. It's okay. I'd do anything to protect you, Jou, but I won't die on you. I can't, remember?" Hisoka kissed his mouth again, very gently, his fingers trembling as he stroked them over Jou's face.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-09 01:47 pm UTC (link)
"I'd say turning your insides into your outsides is pretty much dying in my book," Jou said with a tired grin. He tried not to think of Hisoka like that, bleeding and dying, lest his stomach would flip uneasily again. "God, that was disgusting."

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-09 01:51 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka shivered and hugged Jou tighter. "Sorry," he said softly, kissing Jou's mouth again gently. "Better than seeing you like that. At least I know I'll be okay." He smoothed Jou's hair away from his face, nuzzling his throat softly.

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[info]kisuke
2008-06-12 07:20 am UTC (link)
Unfortunately for Hisoka's ears, Hana had been with Urahara when the shopkeeper got the call. And he wasn't exactly happy when he got there. Honestly, Hisoka should have known better to begin with.

Still, he had work to do, instead of lecturing for the moment, so he knelt next to Jou, healing the wrist without much trouble at all, and a 'you are in such trouble' sort of look directed toward the younger shinigami.

Urahara decided that he'd let the archer deal with keeping Hana quieted down for a little longer while he helped Hisoka up to his feet and prodded him just a couple feet away from Jou to a bench he'd spotted just past the sidewalk. "Have a seat, I'd like to talk with you about something I've been working on for a small while...I think it could prevent something like this from happening again. Interested in hearing about it?"

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-12 02:19 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka squeezed Jou's hand briefly before he fought his way to his feet, lightheaded from blood loss and still a little unsteady. He listened to Urahara with calm, sharp eyes, though, feeling them narrow a little. "Well, that'd be nice, considering that we had two inches between Jou getting gutted like that instead of me, and he doesn't put himself back together." Hisoka sat down heavily, making a disgusted sound at the blood everywhere, sighing. "What've you been working on?"

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[info]kisuke
2008-06-17 05:29 pm UTC (link)
"How about we get you both into some clean clothes and somewhere safe before we get into that, hmm?" Urahara asked as he looked from Hisoka back over to the bloody mess on the sidewalk and then almost pointedly at the sky as if to suggest that if they hung around for overlong another interruption in the form of a new hollow might appear.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-18 08:14 am UTC (link)
Hisoka barely refrained from rolling his eyes and nodded, knowing that secrecy was an ingrained Pavlovian response from Urahara. He had a good point anyway. Hisoka pushed up from the bench, making a face at the bloody mess he'd left and went back over to Jou, taking his hand and squeezing lightly. He was almost completely healed.

"C'mon," he said softly. "Let's go to Urahara's to get cleaned up, okay?"

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-18 02:09 pm UTC (link)
Jou tightened his fingers around Hisoka's, squeezing them partially to reassure Hisoka and partially to confirm to himself that yes, Hisoka was still there and no, he was not leaving. Scrambling up, he thanked Hana with a tired half-grin, waving his left hand at him to show that it was once again in working order, before he leaned close to Hisoka.

"Yeah, okay, cleaning up. That sounds really good. I mean, you got a little something on you," he said, trying to lighten the situation a bit as he broadly indicated the whole of Hisoka's front.

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[info]kisuke
2008-06-23 11:15 am UTC (link)
Upon reaching the shop, he left the two in the front to seek out Tessai and ask the man if he could take care of getting a bath and some clothes ready for them.

Once finished with that, he returned and directed them toward the bath before heading toward the kitchen to make tea so they'd have something to drink while they waited for their lunch to be made.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-23 11:48 am UTC (link)
Jou thanked Urahara absently for the bath and the clean clothes, before he wrapped his hand around Hisoka's wrist, guiding himself to the indicated bathroom. Opening the door, he stepped into the traditionally styled bathroom, --Man, it was so huge and different compared to their tiny, old bathroom at home-- locking the door behind them once Hisoka was through as well.

"Here," he murmured softly as he spun to meet Hisoka's eyes, "let me help you with that." Reaching for the torn fabric, he gently helped Hisoka strip of the bloodied, ruined shirt, sliding his fingers over his pale skin that bore only his normal, thin scars; so unlike just half an hour ago when he still had been gutted and bleeding onto his jeans. Letting his shoulders slump slightly, he then shook his head firmly, --'don't think about that again, Katsuya,'-- and just slowly let the backs of his fingers slide over Hisoka's skin. "I'm so glad you're okay."

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-23 12:24 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka squirmed out of his totally disgusting clothes and tugged Jou out of his, shivering as Jou stroked his skin. He smiled up at Jou, his eyes sleepy and warm.

"I'm fine," he said softly, leaning gently into his hands as the moved over smooth, unbroken skin before he reached down to fish for a washcloth in the stuff Urahara left for them, wetting it and trying to wipe most of the blood off his skin so they wouldn't be sitting in it. He rubbed himself clean and wrung the cloth out before cleaning Jou up as much as he could, leaning into him and kissing his mouth gently as he stroked over Jou's skin, touching his cheek softly.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-23 12:37 pm UTC (link)
Jou leaned into the kiss for a moment, stroking his fingers down over Hisoka's hip, before he pulled away again. "Sit down and let me see if I can wash this" -here he tugged lightly on Hisoka's blood-crusted hair- "out or if we should just shave you."

He was teasing, of course. Hisoka'd look terribly without hair, and while Jou was marginally certain it would grow back just like all the rest, he was not going to chance it. Besides, they had always been able to wash all of the other weird stuff out of Hisoka's hair just fine. Naturally, he had never had anything to do with said weird stuff ending up in Hisoka's hair in the first place; he was just a really innocent bystander.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-23 12:53 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka pushed at him playfully and leaned in against him, letting Jou wash and rinse the blood out of his hair, touching his skin softly, making low, helpless humming sounds in his throat as Jou rubbed slow circles against his scalp with light fingertips. His body was exhausted from the heavy healing, and it felt incredibly good to just rest against Jou, safe and warm.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-23 01:01 pm UTC (link)
Jou smiled as he watched Hisoka while he washed his hair, letting the smile shift into a mischievous grin then as he scuffed his fingers through Hisoka's now clean and not bloodied hair. Feigning disappointment, he rolled his shoulders. "Well, I guess it came out after all. I suppose you are saved from being bald. For now."

It was good to be playful again now that he could shove the memory what had happened to the back of his mind and block it out. Denial, he figured, was not just something Kaiba was entitled to. In fact, if he could do it, Jou was gonna do it ten times better.

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-23 01:05 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka reached up softly and leaned in, kissing Jou's mouth very, very gently. "I'm sorry I got hurt," he said, holding Jou close, his cheek pressed to the hollow of Jou's collarbone as he stroked softly down Jou's back, his arms tightening slightly. He drew back after a moment and tugged Jou towards the bath, sinking in and feeling the knots in his shoulders loosen immediately, feeling helplessly sleepy and warm. He floated next to Jou, his face resting against Jou's shoulder. "Love you," he mumbled softly, his eyelids fluttering, his face flushed from the steam as he leaned in to kiss Jou again.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-23 01:09 pm UTC (link)
Jou leaned into the kiss for a moment, before he pulled Hisoka close again to fit him under his chin with a content sound. "I love you too. Don't drown and die now." Leaning his head back against the edge of the bath then, Jou wrapped one arm around Hisoka, pushing his hair back with his other hand. They couldn't stay in here forever --Knowing Urahara, he was charging them per minute, plus for the clothes, and maybe a rescue fee as well-- but relaxing in the warm water for a little while wouldn't hurt right?

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[info]liveasourselves
2008-06-23 01:12 pm UTC (link)
Hisoka smiled softly and tucked his head under Jou's chin, his lips pressed to the soft, humid skin at the hollow of Jou's throat. "Know you won't let me," he murmured, his eyes shut as he just drifted against Jou's chest, his whole body relaxing as he dozed slightly, purring as Jou stroked through his hair.

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[info]katsuya
2008-06-23 01:26 pm UTC (link)
Jou wasn't sure how much time had passed, --his watch was across the room and he couldn't read it from this distance-- but once his fingers were starting to get a bit wrinkly, he decided it was time to get out. Urahara was supposed to be waiting for them with lunch and tea, and they couldn't keep him waiting. He had something to tell to Hisoka and all.

Shaking Hisoka slightly to make sure he hadn't fallen asleep, he then pushed him up. "Come on, sleepy. Lets get dressed and eat with Urahara. You can sleep once we get home again," he said with a grin, pushing back Hisoka's soaking wet hair.

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