| [Jan. 21st, 2009|03:59 pm] |
Needle-stings of pain glittered through Harucihi's nerves, causing him to gasp but not to move, not to for an instant break his guiding hold on the Inuzukas' chakra. He couldn't even wince his eyes against the flash of ugly colour swamping his vision in conjunction with the pain.
"Fuck!" he whined, hissing through clenched teeth. He sounded like nails dragged down a chalkboard inside his head. "Stop! Stop! Don't use it!"
What the hell were they doing!? They could see it couldn't they? The room should be showing them! It couldn't be more simple! It was like telling someone not to stick a fork in an electric socket, you didn't even have to say it. Inuzuka and Hyuuga were like water and oil, capable of touching without blending, that was what their chakra looked like as he pulled it into proper alignments and reconnected it. They couldn't blend the way an Inuzuka human and dog could, and for Haruichi the attempt they'd just made to do so through him felt like the Inuzuka's chakra had just had an electric current stabbed right through it.
"Don't!" he snapped again, the word sounding less like a plea this time. "Just hold still." Hold everything still, chaka and body. That was what those words meant when a Hyuuga said them... how hadn't he made sure they understood? |
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