Running.to.Nowhere. [Fate]

[abe nishira]

His heels hit the pavement one after another, their dull thuds echoing throughout the small street. Houses rose on either side, tilted sadly and rocking in the cool breeze. They looked as though they had once been painted a cheery, fresh white color that gleamed neatly in the sunlight, with navy blue window sills that complimented the building well. It wasn't hard to picture the clean, flawless panes of glass framed by billowing curtains of every color, the windows accented by little planters of brightly blooming flowers or neatly trimmed herbs. But now, the city was in a state of dilapidation, shutters squeaking ominously as they hung askew by a single hinge, splintered and weathered. The tall houses, their dual-storied frames seeming to curve over the road just slightly with age, now resembled nothing more than cubically-shaped piles of discarded rubble. Their wooden exteriors were pigmented a dull gray, boards missing from the sides and the windows empty, shards of shattered glass beginning to sink into the dirt and weeds lining the doorsteps. Heavy gray clouds skidded slowly across the sky, thunder rumbling from their depths periodically. The only sounds that broke the still atmosphere were the quiet mulling of the ramshackle city's residents and the cadence of the boy's swift pace.

He didn't know where he was, or even how he'd gotten to this point. His arms pumped in time with his steps, pleading for more speed as he raced through the narrow street, rutted and uneven from the previous day's heavy rainfall. Every shallow breath stung his dry throat as he sharply pivoted around a corner, his foot slipping in the slick mud. He stuck an arm out, catching himself at a diagonal before he hastily resumed his sprint through the town. It hadn't been like the other days at the manor, when he could usually avoid his uncle and be left alone, at least after he'd dressed in the morning and abided to the cook's consent. But this morning had been different. He remembered being awoken abruptly, the light flicking on in his room while outside a thin moon had begun to waver in the gray light of early dawn. It had been hard to discern what was happening at first, between the sudden pitch of light and action and the blonde's own grogginess. He couldn't remember ever being awake faster than he had in the few seconds it took to unscramble what was about to happen. With a yell he'd landed a curled fist at his uncle's jaw, clearing the distance between him and the doorframe in two steps, flying down the stairs as Havrey's furious cries rang loudly in his ears. He knew this time the punishment would be severely worst than any he'd had before, mostly because that had been the first time he'd ever actually laid injury upon his stout uncle, so instead of stopping at the edge of the large city his manor crested, he kept on going. Now he quickly brought his head up, glancing over his shoulder, half fearing he'd find the wave of guards in polished steel like usual. But the only thing that met his eyes were the rows of motley houses and the stretch of dirt road behind him.

He was about to slow his hastened pace when a woman's voice, piercing clearly across the fairly empty street, made him decide otherwise. He'd hoped nobody here would identify him, but now the old woman was standing at her porch, tattered broom in hand, announcing loudly that "that rich Nishira son must've ran off again! Better call someone!" A winded groan leaked from his mouth as he tucked his chin towards his chest, shockingly blue eyes remaining leveled on the ground before his as he quickly sped towards the edge of the small town. The road began to narrow slowly, and before long he was dredging a path through the waist-high field grasses, not bothering to raise his gaze until the grass gave way to a packed section of gravel and dirt. He took a few skidding steps until he was stopped, his chest heaving with his breathing effort as he quickly took in his surroundings. Yellowed fields stretched all around him, the town lost from sight by now. He breathed a sigh of relief, turning his attention to the old barn looming before him. Craning his neck, he studied the rusty weathervane atop the roof for a few seconds, wiping away the beads of sweat upon his brow with the back of his hand. It seemed deserted enough, and with a last glance at the trail behind him he jostled the heavy barn door open, stepping quickly inside and closing the sliding door with a dull bang of wood against metal latch. He stood staring at the weathered door, his heavy breathing filling the barn's interior as he slumped against the cool wood, his forehead resting against the barn door. He figured the guards would never trail him all the way out here, seemingly in the middle of nowhere, even if that old hag had probably alerted the empire's authorities by now. But just in case, he gathered himself from the wall just long enough to slide the large metal bar across the doors until it clanged into the holster before he slumped back against the wall again, closing his eyes and trying to breathe as the first few raindrops began to ping against the towering barn's high roof.

Character: Abe Nishira
Words: 940
Notes: Yaaay! First Post with Abe!! He's had a rough day o3o...

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[ikki d'amore]

When I cried that night…
You weren’t there for me…
I thought you told me,
You’d be there for me.
Just when I needed you the most,
You broke down…

Damn weather…stupid sun…stupid rain! God! Shifting his weight in the hay bed at the back of the barn, he stared up at the cracked roof. Petting one of the many silver tabby cats as it purred and he gave a light smile as it curled up closer… The days were surely getting colder and colder each time. Especially the nights and mornings… He glanced through one of the many cracks in the roof at the changing sky. The night was becoming the day and soon it will be up. Ikki groaned, knowing that he would have to get up soon to go and get started on work around the farm before noon came. At noon it would be the hardest to work since it was the time when the sun was at its highest. Oh well…it was too cold to get up at this moment and get working…plus he has been all this week and one small break wouldn’t hurt, would it? He glanced at his hand which held a lit candle. Shaking his head and moving his dark magenta gaze down at the tabby cat curled around his arm. Maybe a little more dreaming wouldn’t hurt too much… He blew the candle out as he laid his dark gray hair down in the mess of golden brown hay.

I wonder how I really did get the scar on my back…brother probably knew but I had no clue… Also did he die? Not brother…but the kind butler who gave me the only birthday present I’ve ever gotten. Oh well…it shouldn’t matter…everyone around me in the past has left me…and I even pushed brother away…so really, why should I care? A sharp whine came from one of the cows outside, Ikki’s eyes shot open as he jumped to his feet. Lighting the candle quickly and racing out the door without looking at where he really was going. He shook his head as the wind caught his dark gray hair. Loud thuds came as he ran toward the cow who was down on its side…he reached her just in time before a bull came charging toward the cow. Ikki growled and stood up; as the bull came closer…he started to rub the bull. Whispering softly that it was ok until the bull wondered off… Glancing down at the cow, he helped her get back on her feet and wonder off to a shady spot under a tree. Ikki followed close behind to make sure she was ok and there weren’t really any problems. Happy that the cow didn’t have any injures that he could see, he wondered his way back with the candle in hand to his make shift home. Guess I could go and give some hay out to everyone… Shrugging, he grabbed a pile of hay outside the walls of the barn and made his way back toward the cow field…dropping it in and watching as the two came over and began their breakfast, doing the same for the other animals as well. Boring as always… Ikki wondered back to his home with a sigh…the tabby cat meowed a welcome as he sat down on his bed. Curling up with the tabby, he just laid there breathing in and out without much trouble at all. His dark magenta eyes were closed, his body shivering from the cold…but all was good. Ikki wouldn’t give way to a little cold…

A hiss came from the tabby as the door opened, Ikki moved under the hay eyeing the blonde haired guy without much effort at all. The tabby jumped out of the hay and moved to a crack between two bricks that lined the walls. Interest flash in his eyes as he saw what the guy was wearing… A rich guy? How nice… Rustling around under the hay, he wondered what the guy would do when he found that someone really was living in this makeshift barn. Along with the fact that he was just a lonely poor fifteen year old who lost everything other than this barn. Ikki shuck his tongue out as the guy moved down to rest on the wall. Breathing hard… Running away? Or just out of breath from running away from fan-girls? I wonder which one… After a few minutes, Ikki started to move…but quietly…hopefully quiet enough that he wouldn’t be able to hear the mid-teen. The closer he got, the more careful Ikki became before jumping out…trying to tackle the poor guy. “oh my…you aren’t the kitty that I was looking for…” He snickered and sat down in front of the blonde. “What is a rich guy like you doing in my home? Also…have you ever heard of knocking before entering?” Half-annoyed, half-amused, Ikki stared at the deep icy blues of his visitor. Wondering why a wealthy person would dare to appear here in the first place.

Never coming to my rescue!
Where is the one I once known?
Where is the one I once thought of as a hero?
Where is the one…
Who promised me to be there…

The stars would sparkle around…
But the blues I wished for never came here.

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post & Ikki © Fates-Rain.
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ooc; ewww...crappy...but it is the first post with Ikki. XD

[abe nishira]

Sweat ran down his temples, pooling underneath his chin as his breaths slowly resumed normality, eyes still closed as he felt his tired body slump further into the wall, his messy hair clumping against the weathered wood. The back of his soft, expensive cotton shirt stuck to his back irritatingly, and with a breathy grunt he gave a half-hearted tug at the edge of it, hoping to loosen it from his skin. He stood waiting for the clanging of steel gear and the loud barks of the military commander to appear on the other side of the door, surprised when everything remained still after what seemed like hours of waiting. A soft sigh passed his barely parted lips as he half opened his eyes, pressing at the bruise on his inner thigh he knew was just forming under the heavy material of his jeans with his thumb. There was a tremor of dull pain as he pressed a bit harder, incoherently biting his lower lip as shreds from that morning accosted his conscience. He rubbed his forehead slowly against the rough grain of the barn door, deciding to try and forget about the guards probably searching for him and the reality of what his piggish uncle had tried earlier. He drew a long, deep breath and held it for a few seconds, listening to the soft sounds of cows lowing in the nearby fields and the beat of a flock of sparrows taking flight from the roof. He didn't want to move, didn't want to have to leave the musty sanctum he'd wandered upon accidentally. He was out so far in the middle of nowhere, he doubted anyone would look for him this far from the manor. Nobody had really even known who he was way out here besides that old lady.

His body tensed slightly as the faint rustle of hay interrupted his thoughts. When the subtle sound had infiltrated his high alert system, the boy's first thought had been that the sound wasn't coming from inside the barn, but rather was the quiet steps of his majesty's guards, surrounding the old barn to catch him off his guard. His hands clenched nervously at his sides as he prepared for the ambush he was almost sure was coming. The sound continued for a moment before a slightly louder thud resounded from his left. He jerked his head from the wall, pivoting slightly as his eyes shot open, searching the empty corners for what had made the sound. Suddenly a silvery tabby cat padded by, disappearing quickly into a crack in the wall. Abe watched the cat's tail finally disappear after it until he was left staring into the dark crack in the brick, almost forgetting to notice that the rustling had ceased again. He chewed his lip, turning back around to rest against the wall, not ready to try and fend outside the safety of the building he stood just within. Trying hard to muster the mental strength to go out and face his uncle, he failed to hear the quiet footsteps of the ragged farmboy carefully making his way toward the aristocratic blonde. Abe hardly had time to realize what was going on before the boy jumped out. He pivoted, the farmboy's sudden attack knocking him off-balance and causing the blonde boy to topple backwards, his head knocking hollowly against the rotted wood before he hit the floor, his back against the barn door. Ah.. he grumbled, rubbing the back of his head as he closed his eyes against the white dots appearing in his vision. What the..? He slowly opened them again, the hand still rubbing his head stopping mid-movement as he stared out at the boy, his brow furrowing confusedly as the farmboy spoke again.Of course I've heard of it.. he replied tersely, brushing a few strands of straw from his knee before returning to the boy. After that one small reply, silence began to fill the large barn. He knew he should look away, that he'd been staring far too long straight into the smaller boy's softly magenta eyes.

Uh.. he arched against the sturdy wall, giving himself enough leverage to get his hands high enough to push him into a standing position. His gaze wandered around the barn, hair brushing past his earlobes as he looked towards the tall cieling. You live here? he inquired, looking down at the boy before extending a hand to help him up. It seemed odd and unorthodox for someone to actually make a home of the barn, standing in shambles surrounded by nothing but a vast wasteland of tall grass. Abe didn't wait for the boy to take his outstretched hand before he tore his gaze away, aware that he'd probably already been caught staring once, to have it happen twice would be too much. Instead he slowly worked his field of vision around the floor level of the barn, blinking confusedly around as he began to wonder where the boy had come from. As far as he could tell, the door he'd been leaning on had been the only entrance, and there didn't seem to be any basement or ladder to the loft. He cleared his throat, shrugging down at the dark gray-haired stranger and giving him a small half-smile as he tilted his head lightly. Er.. sorry for busting in.

Character: Abe Nishira
Words: 930
Notes: Lolol Abe's such a stoopidhead... O3O

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[ikki d'amore]

My eyes really never left his…it was rare for anyone to even come up to me and talk, let alone someone breaking in to my home. A straight face moved a upon my lips as I thought a bit about the fact that this person could be counted as a trespasser. Maybe I should call the police…like hell I would do that…those rich dogs… I kept sitting there no matter how much I wanted to get up and kick the poor guy out…I just waited, waited to really see what was the problem. Along with the fact that I was starting to get quite lonely… How long has it been since the last time I really did talk to anyone…that must have been when I met brother… Almost a year ago at least… Time really does fly, but not nearly as fast as the times I was having fun. Now it’s rather boring with no one to really mess with. I still had that childish spirit locked in that I’ve never used before, now I’m just waiting for the right time to let it out. Waiting for the right person really…once I have the right person, everything else will just work out…isn’t that right? At least…that’s really what I hope. I glanced over to the silver tabby’s hiding spot before glancing back over to the icy blue eyes of my visitor. Hmm…now that I think about it…I’ve never seen blue eyes. Whoever this guy is, he must be quite lucky. Shaking my head slightly, I narrowed my eyes as he finally spoke.

Ok…so, I couldn’t help but to snicker at his words. It was interesting to have someone even say that…but it was even more interesting that it said it so abruptly. I moved back, letting him have enough room to stand up before even saying anything. “Oh…so you have heard of it… I wonder…” I barked in a teasing voice, but really didn’t even finish the statement at all before glancing away for a few seconds. I’ve never found it so easy to talk to someone…must be on another planet by now. Oh well…everything had its own way of working and maybe I can finally have someone to talk to for awhile before he prances on back to his lovely high-set castle home where all the ‘handsome’ princes are. My bad…I forgot the ‘beautiful’ princesses also… Though, I always wondered what it would really be like to grow up…with a family. I shook my head with a frown across my lips… God…I really need to stop thinking about this especially when I’m in front of people. Continuing to shake my head, trying to get rid of the memories for now and have them come out once my visitor was gone. Not really noticing that I had placed on hand over my heart like I had so many times in the past, I glanced up at him. Truly, I had to doubt that anything terrible never happened with this guy. However, I by no means know if that is actually true or not. Oh well…it’s none of my business at all.

Smiling carelessly, I glanced at his hand reached out to probably help me up. Taking it with a careful movement and standing with a slight groan out of annoyance. I kind of feel like an old man getting help from his grandson…where has life gone?! “Thanks…” Was really all I could force out as I turned toward the bricks were my tabby friend was hiding. Crouching down and gentling moving my hands around the tabby’s warm coat, I moved him out of his hiding place…hoping that he wouldn’t be too mad at me. Picking him up and cuddling him up close, I walked back over to the visitor with a smile. “His names Silvester…and I’m Ikki.” Pausing for a slight second, I rubbed Sly’s chin before glancing up at him. “To answer your question before…I do live here, but it is also a home to my friends. They’re really the only ones here other than me…kind of lonely after awhile… Anyway…why are you here?” I glanced over at the locked door before moving back toward him. It was very true that I was dying to hear why such a ‘prince’ dressed in fine cotton would come to a rundown crappy place like this. Hehehe…I’ll just poke at him for awhile until he answers or just runs away with his witty tail between his legs. I’ll have my fun either way. Just as he doesn’t get his mean ol’ guards after me…that would be one bloody mess.

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ooc; o3o it's short...but I like it! XD I think this one is better than the other by far. ,3 Hope you like it!

[abe nishira]

He could hear the rain beginning to pound against the rooftop, chinks of gray sky appearing between a few of the warped boards lining the barn walls. Abe could imagine how boggy the streets were already becoming, judging by the strong lack of pavement in the broken down city he'd sprinted through. It was a comfort to him; he knew that the Nishira soldiers might look tough, but all the armor and weapons were more for their pride than any actual serving purpose. He sighed again, deciding to brush off the slate gray-haired boy's taunting comment before he'd come to a standing position. The boy hadn't finished it anyway, so to the blue-eyed aristocrat it couldn't have been of importance. Still, he was slightly intrigued to know where the farmboy had been going with it. But he'd already offered an apology for breaking and entering, and to bring it up again might give the boy the idea he was getting into the blonde's head. Even if in reality he was, in a completely different way though. In his haste to break eye contact, what Abe had failed to notice was the intrigued way the younger stranger had been keeping his magenta gaze upon Abe's vibrantly blue eyes, studying him while they'd been level with each other. As his gaze swept quickly around the lower floor of the sprawling barn, eyeing any hidden doors or rooms the boy could've appeared from, he let his eyes drop quickly to the farmboy again. He blinked down at him for a few seconds, his previous demeanor slipping a bit with the pained look shadowing the boy's face. He wanted to ask him what was wrong, to do whatever was in his power to make the straw-strewn stranger more than the broken wreck he appeared to be at that instant. He felt odd, already feeling so attached to someone he knew nothing about. Usually he avoided people, keeping to himself within the boundaries of the Nishira manor's manicured stretches of lawn. If there was nothing to miss outside the chiseled stone walls, there was nothing for Havrey to hunt down and wreck like so many foxhunts he'd lead. But what he did was to merely bring his gaze up again, watching drips of rainwater crash against a pile of broken bricks in a corner of the barn. He sucked in a startled breath as pressure squeezed against his outstretched hand, fighting the color threatening to rise in his cheeks at the feel of the boy's firm grip against his own slightly calloused fingertips. Wait.. what?! He lowered his head quickly, clamping his jaw as he dropped his hand as soon as the boy had let go, letting it fall to his side and brush against his now dusty pants, trying to forget the lingering warmth defying his cold left hand on the other side.

Why had he done that? It wasn't as if he'd been so secluded that he'd never had a handshake, never helped someone up. He could remember spending day after day at the stuffy galas or ritzy banquets he was dragged to by Havrey. He'd hated having to shake everyone's hand, acting as if everything was fine and he could hold his own when really he felt overwhelmed, spun out of his comforts and stuck in a sea of glinting gems and uncomfortable suits that were both overpriced and utterly useless. That was in the weeks before he'd started running off. He suddenly glanced down at what he was wearing now, a thin white buttoned shirt that had begun to cling to his skin in places and dark-washed jeans he'd been forced to put in his drawers. He plucked at his shirt for a moment, attempting to dislodge the points that had clung to his side and back, when he was suddenly interrupted by a soft silver tail batting at his forearm. He looked up to find the boy standing right in front of him, a wide grin on his face and a fat gray tabby lounged in his arms. He looked from the boy to the cat, the corners of his mouth turning upward in a faint grin. Ikki. It somehow seemed to fit the boy. I'm Abe. he replied quietly, bringing his hand up to slowly stroke the tabby's back, trying not to acknowledge the fact that his slightly sweaty arm brushed against Ikki's with every slow movement. He decided it was safer to bring his hand around, running it erratically through the back of his unkempt hair as he listened to Ikki's slow reply. He stopped rubbing his palm against his neck with Ikki's final question, looking from Ikki to the wall beside him and then back again.

He wasn't sure whether he should take a half-step back when Ikki moved toward him or not. He didn't particularly want to, another little fact that made his throat seem the least bit dry, but he wondered if it would be better to. Looking down at Ikki, though, he found himself unable to take that step, unable to pull away with the boy's face as close as it already was to his. He knew he should answer that second, that he was taking way too long with his reply to Ikki's curious question, but it took him a few moments to get his mouth working. My uncle.... uh... tried to rape me so I broke his jaw and here I am.. We had a... disagreement. He chewed the inside of his cheek, blue eyes darting instinctually to the bruise on his thigh. He didn't know why he'd even said that much, he remembered the unfocused anger usually bubbling up when someone asked him about why he was somewhere or how things were going. They always sounded so ready to judge, so ready to compare their lives to his so they would feel better about themselves. But not Ikki, or at least that's what Abe had decided. Wether that was the circumstance or not, he didn't know. Maybe it was slamming his head on the wall that'd made him tell Ikki, or maybe it was the fact that he could feel Ikki's warm breath against his chin, the faint breeze of they boy's loose clothing as a gust of cool air squeezed between the cracks in the walls. He cleared his throat, his voice reclaiming some of it's coolness as he tried to veer away from the subject of his great escape. And what about you? Why.. do you live out here by yourself?.... In here? He glanced around him, his eyes finding the securely latched door lock before he turned questioningly back to Ikki, trying to hide the shivers created by the cold air and his dampened shirt.

Character: Abe Nishira
Words: 1183
Notes: Hahaha Abe is getting wierd XD

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[ikki d'amore]

Flickering my eyes toward the roof, I watched as some raindrops appeared through the wrecked cracks of the aged barn. Every single time it rained it would do this…soon enough I started to even forget about the rain. Too used to the reality that the barn was not by far prefect…no it was simple imperfect, yet I loved this place anyway… It had memories from fine ones to awful. Well…most of them were awful, terrible, and yeah…you probably get the picture by now. It was all a sweet, short, simple story called life…terrible or not. You’ll just be lucky if it isn’t terrible…you’ll just be lucky if your life is so called ‘perfect’ or even ‘normal’. Good for you! I had a feeling that something was going to happen…was it something big? I don’t know, but I just had the feeling that the atmosphere was calling for something to happen. Even if it was the littlest thing in the world, to the largest event…something was going to occur. I smirked at this, really loving the feeling more than hating it. Most people would hate such a feeling, but I love it because it means that something will probably happen today, maybe tomorrow. Whatever…it just gave me another reason to live other than protecting this barn and all I had left. Not like I’d go jumping off cliff acting like an idiot. I guess stupid people just do stupid things… There are many examples I could say, but I’d rather have my own fantasies to myself at the moment. It wouldn’t be wise to think about them…for me, it is a habit to usually say what I think out loud, since I am typically alone. Don’t need secrets coming out of this mouth of mine just yet. I shook my head for a few seconds before peeping up at the ‘prince’. What’s he thinking of? Anyone would wonder what the other person was thinking of…well, most of the time…but I was mostly curious. Curious to know more about him, curious to know where he came from and exactly why he would come all the way here… Maybe he was even the son to the people who own this place… Really, I was the owner, but they could take this place down at any second. It was their land of course…I’m just super lucky to have a ‘nice’ wealthy family instead of those who really just do more harm than good. Letting me have this place and keep working even though ma, pa, and mister aren’t here anymore was the only real reason I liked them. Though, I never really knew if they would come here to get rid of Nowhere or not.

I kind of felt like a kid at a candy store…cheerful and happy to have something so simple…but something that can disappear right before your eyes… Once you eat the candy it was all gone. Just like how this barn worked, once I stop doing my job it’d be gone before I even knew it. Nowhere is a place that’s being chewed on by the landlord, slowly but surely. Soon enough it would be chewed enough to be swallowed, goodbye home…goodbye memories. It wasn’t fair for sure, and that’s just how this cruel, cruel world works. Unfair changes and unfair rules…we basically live off of our lives cheating, tricking, and playing those hateful games. Yet, no one changes it…I just wonder why something so known would not be fixed yet. Maybe we just don’t have the right people in charge…or maybe we just have too many disgusted people to change our ways. Whatever! If they want to rot the place…I wouldn’t stop them… I know it is going to be a mistake ‘cause I’ve made this mistake before. Not stopping them…him… And now, I’m paying for it…regretting it…it was my fault, my mistake…my bad. But I’m living with those thoughts, I’m here living with those mistakes on my shoulder. I wouldn’t back down, not when the jobs not done yet, I have far to go…and this time, I won’t get close to anyone. ‘Cause I fear that they will leave me standing there…and not understand the words that I really want to tell them. ‘Don’t go!’ I so wanted to scream those words out at them…him…but I felt too selfish to do that. Perhaps that was the mistake. Being selfish…was that what they wanted from me? Was that want they wanted me to scream? Those two words that will be stuck in my throat forever unless I shout them out to someone… Yeah, yeah…I won’t get close to anyone. Then I’ll be ok, right? Right? I lie to myself… Shaking my head, trying to get rid of those thoughts…I glanced up at the ‘prince’ with curious eyes. Also trying to do my best to hide the pain that was trying to pop into them... His name echoed in my ears for a few seconds before I glanced up after a raindrop slipped down my cheek. Dang rain…it makes me look like I shed a freaking tear. “Abe…interesting name, hehe, I like it actually.” Laughing a bit to try and get the cheerful attitude I was looking for there. A long way to go, but I’ll learn how to really talk to someone one day. I’d be happy than, I’m sure! Talking was a basic and I have yet to really master it. Wonder what’s going to happen…? My eyes flicked down to his hand when it stroke Silvester, but also barely touched me. Gah…too close…oh well… Shaking my head, I kept a light smile on my lips …for now that is.

Quickly noticing that I was too close to the poor guy, I moved back away from Abe a few good size steps to give him room to breathe. Taking the step that Abe didn’t take, taking the step away from someone I didn’t even know…but probably will affect me in the future, if I’m lucky that is. No one really even has been close to me…in what? Years? Ok, so a year…but it felt like a hundred years and that I’ve been sent into a planet I didn’t know very well. A planet that doesn’t really seem to exist… Everything seemed new and this feeling seemed new along with it. The feeling that I was needed to help, support, and actually be there. Standing in front of Abe…I couldn’t help but feel as if I was needed for the first time. Smiling lightly, I chuckled to myself as I gave Silvester a nice rub on the head before having the cat hiss and jump down out of my grasp. Raising my eyebrow at the cat’s reaction, I watched him move over and rub his silver coat against the leg of Abe. Glazing up toward Abe’s blue eyes, I found my own eyes widening in shock as he said the next words. I thought he wouldn’t have said anything about it. I thought he would just ignore the question again. But the words slipped through his lips… “Your uncle? An argument, eh? Never heard of rich people getting in arguments with their family… Well, you’re different Abe. Hehe…I like you already. Well, I’m glad that you did get in an argument ‘cause I wouldn’t have met you if you didn’t.” Pausing for a few seconds…seemed like minutes to me… A smile lit my face, a real smile that was, enjoying the moment that someone trusted me. Even if it was a lie, I didn’t care. Trust was something I’ve never really had. Makes me happy that Abe does trust me, even if it’s just a little bit… “So…if you do get in another argument with your uncle at any time, you can come here. I don’t mind it… Being alone quite boring, you know.” Playing with my thumbs for a moment, I turned my glaze over toward the rain that blew in lightly. A few more drops blew down one my face… Annoying…Ah! I know! Making a swift turn all of a sudden, I ran back toward my straw bed to move a clump of it to a blanket hidden underneath. Nodding, I moved back with the olive blanket in my hand, Abe asked me a question that I wasn’t sure I would really want to answer…but whatever. He was, I think, fair with me and told me why he was here. So at least, I should do the same… “hmm…When I was young, I was adopted by ma and pa. They lived here in this very barn, but one day they slipped out the truth…leave me…abandoning me really…” I frowned as I said the word ‘abandoning’. That was one of the few words I truly hated…it was a word that I didn’t like at all. Shaking my head, I glanced up at Abe’s blues and smiled. Moving close enough to move the blanket around him and reaching over his shoulders to place the blanket down across his broad shoulders. “There…you can come back here, it’s warmer and there isn’t as may cracks in the roof.” Rolling my eyes as I said the last bit, I walked over to the straw bed and sat down. Patting the spot next to me as Silvester decided that he wanted to be on the other side of me. I won’t bite…

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word count; 1,559 words.
ooc; errr...muse burst? rofl. I like this one a lot! Probably one of my best! <333 Hope you like it! XD

[abe nishira]

He blinked as a smattering of raindrops leaked through the cracked roofing of the old barn, crashing against the top of his head and the back of his neck, wisps of wet hair, stained a deep blonde, sticking to his cheek. Icy blue eyes rose skyward, watching cottony slate-gray clouds hover over the land, not a ray of sunlight penetrating the solid surface of rain and wind extending past the horizon. The barn was the ramshackle type of place that most people, besides Ikki, would go out of their way to avoid. Abe could almost see the small children all daring each other to step inside, goading one another until there were no candidates left that would brave the allegedly haunted barn for even a second. Sucking in his lower lip and chewing thoughtfully, he began to wonder how a building so old and far away from everything could still possibly be left standing. Back home, it was incredibly rare to find any sort of building, chancelors' grand estates or a county prison, over a few years old. Everything was always being torn to the ground, reduced to rubble so that it could be refurbished to keep up with the times. Like the proverbial phoenix, construction in the city seemed to be a never-ending cycle of updated styles and incoherent building laws. But Abe saw the old barn differently. So far, and it had taken him years to find, the old farm building was the only place he'd found where he could truly hide from whomever was after him. To Abe, the building was safety. The muscles in his jaw tensed as he let his eyes drift back downward, chancing a glance at the still locked door before he let himself relax again. He brought his head around to find Ikki's inviting magenta-hued eyes upon him, once again triggering the same involuntary surge of heat to his cheeks that he'd felt when he'd helped the boy up. He still didn't entirely understand why it kept happening, but the effect seemed to always have similar results. He made a half attempt to clear his throat, moving his gaze to the straw-strewn floor and rubbing at his right arm absent-mindedly. He felt odd, reacting so differently to Ikki's smallest gestures and movements than he had ever reacted to anyone before. He'd only met the boy earlier, but already he felt closer to Ikki than he felt towards any of the people he'd known all his life. Ikki seemed so real compared to all of them, and he felt himself oddly drawn to the farmboy, unnaturally comfortable with him by Abe's standards.

He felt his gaze being pulled upward again, leveling on the dark gray-haired boy's expressive face. Ikki wasn't looking straight at him anymore, a fact that relieved him slightly, but more than that made him wish the magenta eyes would find his again. He could see Ikki's expression fade slowly, the upturned corners of the boy's mouth Abe had already begun to love so much falling until his lips were a thin line. Peering down at the boy, he wasn't sure wether it was quiet anger or deep sorrow that was etched firmly over Ikki's features. He wondered what could possibly be running through the farmhand's head, teetering on his heels for a second as he fought the immediate reaction to close the few inches between them. He cupped his cold hands, bringing them to his mouth were he blew puffs of hot breath against them, rubbing them together periodically before he gave up trying to get them any warmer and instead stuffed them into his pockets, clamping his jaw shut as he felt another round of shivers beginning to force themselves through his body. He was barely aware of the thunder, still rumbling ominously in the distance but slowly beginning to sound closer as the rain continued to pour even more harshly, rain dripping onto the wood and brick of the barn's towering walls. He didn't know how long they been standing there before the silver tabby, who'd been lounging contently in Ikki's arms, gave a warbled cry that was punctuated by more loud purring. Abe's blue eyes found the inside of his right arm as he recalled the sensation of his skin against Ikki's. Though he'd felt the boy tense, a fact that made him even more glad he'd recoiled when he did, Ikki hadn't made a point to draw away. Even if that could mean next to nothing, it was still a shred of information Abe decided was a positive action. He was cut from his endeavors of the mind when Ikki suddenly jerked his head upward, his eyes gleaming as they had when he'd first arrived, but there was something else there now as well. His mouth opened slightly, resting loosely as he blinked at the small droplet now carving it's path down Ikki's cheek. Is he.. crying? He ran a hand through his mussed-up blonde hair, the corners of his mouth turning upward as Ikki commented on his name. He liked the way Ikki said it, it sounded so different coming from him than it did from his uncle or the guards and sentries. He couldn't help but chuckle when Ikki swapped his somber attitude suddenly in favor of a lighter outlook, flashing an earnest smile for the first time in years. He could only watch as Ikki was the first to move, taking a few lengthy steps backward, widening the gap between them more. Abe hardly realized he'd been holding his breath, but he let it out slowly, feeling confused at the strong desire to take the steps forward, to erase the gap that'd been created. But he kept himself planted where he was, a few paces from the securely locked door, and instead merely shifted his weight to his right foot, tugging at his damp shirt as the air in the barn began to cool off even more.

The tabby cat's sudden racket tore the silent air, startling Abe from his quiet daze so that he jumped visibly, causing his cheeks to flush just slightly at his reaction. He couldn't help but chuckle as the cat turned tail from Ikki and ponced pompously towards him, rubbing against his dusty jeans as if the cat had known him for years. He thought it was amazing how the cat could act so calm around new people, while he stood there looking like a complete fool, trying not to let his teeth chatter and becoming increasingly confused by his sudden need to be closer to Ikki. He watched the cat circle his legs a few times, leaning into the rough material of his jeans, before he looked up, raising an eyebrow confusedly at Ikki's wide-eyed stare. As Ikki started talking, Abe felt a dull wave of defiance burning through his system at first. Yeah, rich people have perfect lives.. he thought sarcastically, suddenly returning Ikki's incredulous gaze as the boy's words caught him off guard. I'm.. I'm different? He swallowed hard as Ikki continued, his voice so sincere that Abe couldn't even entertain the idea that the boy was playing a game with him. He smiled back at Ikki, unable to break his gaze from the smaller boy's radiant features. It seemed like hours before Ikki broke the silence again, his words hitting Abe like the raindrops that softly found the top of his head, clumping his blonde hair. Yeah... heh.. he found Ikki's magenta gaze, smiling lopsidedly as he withdrew his hands from his pockets, Thanks, Ikki. He knew he sounded lame, but he was afraid of what might've come out of his mouth if he'd given himself the opportunity to let it. He sighed, tilting his head back as he started shivering again, listening to the thunder and Ikki's footsteps on the earthen floor. Abe brought his head down, staring at Ikki's back as he rummaged around in the large bed of straw, his voice echoing slightly in the mostly empty barn. He knew Ikki had probably had his doubts about Abe even replying to his question, and now Abe was equally surprised that Ikki seemed to open up at least a little, even if it wasn't the whole truth. Wow. I'm.. I'm really sorry Ikki.. He chuckled, shaking his head as a faint smile played on his lips. I wish my uncle would leave, that'd make life a hell of a lot easier.. He attempted a half-hearted laugh, rubbing at the back of his neck with a cold hand and looking off to the side. He hadn't realized Ikki had returned until he swung around and was met by Ikki's deep magenta gaze, a warm smile playing on the boy's face. He didn't have time to react before he felt the heavy pressure of the olive-toned blanket begin to slide against his back. He froze as Ikki drew against him, reaching over Abe's shoulders to adjust the blanket so that it resembled a loose shawl. His breaths seemed unreasonably hard to keep slow and deep as he stood paralyzed on the spot, the boy's feathery hair brushing his jaw lightly before he withdrew, the smile still evident upon his features. He could only blink down at Ikki, a retaliation that was becoming more and more frequent he'd noticed. He wiggled his numb toes, blue eyes unable to leave Ikki as he offered Abe a warmer place to stay, walking to the pile of golden-brown straw and reclining himself on top of it, lightly patting the open spot next to him. He took a few deep breaths, managing a small smile towards Ikki before he decided to try and move. Amazingly, his body obeyed his commands, and in a number of echoing steps he had crossed the room, carefully placing himself on the straw so that Ikki had room enough between them. What he didn't take into account however, was the fact that sitting so far over had caused the straw to shift, and he was suddenly plunged to the ground, blinking confusedly before he began to laugh at himself, rising slowly to his feet and walking back to the front of the straw bed. He carefully chose his placement this time, sure to avoid the edges of the voluminous stack. He was closer to Ikki this time, his right thigh just barely brushing the boy's. He cast an apologetic glance towards Ikki before leaning back until he was sprawled flat against the straw, his arms close to his body as he gripped the olive blanket still wrapped around his shoulders. He frowned, turning his head so that he could see the farmboy. Why would they just leave you out here? You're not the kind of person people just forget about.. He sighed, letting the room go silent again as he listened to the rain against the roof. He briefly wondered what time it was, hoping not much time had passed. He knew he couldn't go home for a while, and there were only so many places he could hide out until he was found.. but maybe... He bit his lip, deciding to go ahead and ask before he lost the nerve. Uh.. Hey Ikki? he swallowed, hoping he wouldn't scare the boy. As comfortable as he felt with Ikki, he had to remember they were still relative strangers. Uh... I.. um... I don't think I can go back home for a while... uh... he scratched at the side of his jaw, afraid that if he waited any longer he would have to forget about ever asking. Do... do you think I could, y'know, crash here tonight? I can help out with whatever, I just... he sighed heavily, closing his eyes for a moment before reopening them slowly, I can't go back. He plucked a piece of straw from the stack, twirling it between his thumb and his index finger before absent-mindedly beginning to scratch at it with a fingernail.

Character: Abe Nishira
Words: 2073
Notes: HOLY WORD COUNT, BATMAN! XD I went a little crazy.. I hope the post's okay though! <3

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[ikki d'amore]

A pasting moment came and went…it was like a train rocking back and forth and I wasn’t on that rocking train… No, I was left behind in the dust of that train with nowhere to go besides what was left of a home. Nowhere…my barn…my home…and all I had left. That was it! Nothing else and it wasn’t that it really bothered me…more of it was that I was all alone with no one to talk to. No one to get to know…no one to actually be with… My heart was lonely, I was lonely… At the moment, Abe slipped my mind. I just stared at the ceiling thinking, thinking about how lonely I was. Shaking my head around, my magenta eyes darted toward Abe at the last second. I listened, staring blankly at his blue eyes as he spoke words of being sorry for me. Closing my eyes…I didn’t want to hear it! Those words…I had enough of those words that seemed to betray me all along. ‘Oh my, I’m so sorry to hear that!’ They would all say the same…meaning it, but doing nothing! It was just a stupid joke to me…no, a hurtful tease that never seemed to get through. Those words teased me… Poking at my cheeks, my brain, my heart… They were all just teasing my soul and that only made the wound open even more. Trust. I want to actually trust someone for once in my life! Sure, I trusted Ryouichi, but he was my brother! How could I not trust him? That’s right…I would trust him, even with mistakes. Now saying this, why didn’t I trust ma and pa back then? Why? They made mistakes and all I did was push them farther way...farther way so they ran away. It wasn’t too late for me to call them back, but once they disappeared…it was too late. Pausing in thought as Abe said his next sentence, it made me sneer. He didn’t understand the fact of being alone…even if it was with a bad person, at least he was someone. “Don’t say that…you’ll only regret it. Being alone is something you should never wish for! Abe, being alone and having people say ‘sorry for you’ twenty-four seven isn’t something to wish for. It only breaks a soul down into nothing…” I shook my head, unsure if I said too much information or should just leave it. Either way, there wasn’t a chance to slip the words back into my mother. They were already out and in the open. My gentle mood really just swung into a depressed one. Sure, it was mostly because I wanted Abe to stay. He was the only one who really looked at me like a person and not some poor stray dog. His words really had nothing to do with my mood swing. I just can’t control my reaction and emotion at the moment. After so many days without someone to talk to, it really gets to you. Your minds slips…you say things without meaning to or you don’t think it through. It was really me! But a bit different, I didn’t want to hurt Abe’s feelings by far… Glancing over at Abe, I frowned for a second before moving my hand up to pluck a piece of straw from my hair. As Abe came over, I wanted to stop him from sitting so far away…but it was a bit too late for that! Laughing with him as he fell, a smile lit my face once more. “Hey, sorry for before…just a bit…ummm…sensitive with the subject of being alone…” Giving an apologetic smile, I watched as he sat closer to me this time…probably trying not to embarrass himself again. Abe’s thigh was close enough that I felt the heat coming off of it! Wow…warm! That was all I could think! Warmth. At the moment I remembered that I was only in a thin shirt and pants, but also it was raining. Silvester meowing in protest as I grabbed him to move him closer to me. I wanted all the warmth I could get! My eyes once again darted toward Abe when he began to speak again. Curious to see what he would say, I stayed silent until he was done. Watching as he scratched the side of his jaw…listening as he seemed to struggle to get the words out of his mouth. Everything’s fine, just say it! I seriously wanted to know what he was going to say. Eyes widening as he finally got the words out, I just stared dumbfounded by what he had just said. I probably had my mouth dropped and open at the moment as well. Shaking my head as soon as reality buzzed in, I nodded my head with a more nervous but happy grin. “Of course! I told you, your welcome here whenever you need to hide.” Cheerful enough, I wrapped my arms around Abe, giving him a tight hug before losing. Arms still around Abe, I yawned…more tired of the rain and using my voice so much than Abe himself. Warm… Was really all I could think. Abe was really warm, but maybe it was because I was really cold. But whatever, I was comfortable. Comfortable enough to just doze off a bit for the moment… Being with someone, this really was a dream come true for once and not a nightmare…

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‘Where? Where am I?’ A dark room it was…with some kind of cold stone walls. Chains…blood…and someone there… Screaming for help! Screaming to be let go! The poor boy was only screaming for someone to come rescue him! He kept shouting that he didn’t have anything to do with some person’s whose name was silent. The boy screamed it over and over, but I never heard it. The name was a mystery to me…I couldn’t even read the boy’s bloody lips. His hair almost completely stained with blood…open wounds everywhere! The sight terrified me! It made me shake in fear… I reached out to grab one of the chains, but I couldn’t touch it. My hand froze, my whole body froze… I looked over toward the boy; he whispered a few words through broken teeth before shouting that the world gave up on him. Shouting that the world destroyed him alone…and shouting out how much he loved and cared for this person who never came. I trembled. Shaking from head to toe as tears ripped their way down my cheeks like everlasting storms that wouldn’t stop. Somewhere, these tears kept coming…but I didn’t know where from. I wasn’t sad, just felt pity for the poor boy. Maybe this is how everyone else felt when they looked at me…pity. My trembling hand moved up toward the chains, grabbing it…but only for the chains to disappear. Everything went white…the boy was long gone and the image disappeared. ‘What was that?’ I wondered with all my might what the image I just saw was. Was it just a nightmare or is more than just a simple nightmare? I wanted to know more, yet at the same time, I wanted to turn back…and never look at the image again. Never hear the name of whoever the boy was calling. Never even know who the boy was or why he was there in the first place…I wanted this all to be a nightmare that I could lock up. Yet I was curious… Wanting to know every fact, yet not wanting to… I wondered what was tying me back from dancing into knowing everything about this. Little did I know, this was all something I greatly regret or regretted. My memories…my past…all locked up…but for what reason? Were these my memories…was this my past…why locked up? I wanted to know, but feared knowing so.

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word count: 1,300 words
for: Image's Abe Nishira.
notes: ewww! I cut this short too...it was going to be longer, but it didn't make sense so yeah. xd Sorry for the crappy post and having Ikki seem emo in this post...but I'll get better once I get back into Ikki. XD

[abe nishira]

Thunder echoed across the rain-drenched fields ominously, the sky painting itself a darker shade of grey as the torrent turned to sleet, driving itself loudly against the weathered barn. The temperature had seemed to plummet quickly, as suddenly as the rain had arrived. He could see his breath dissipating before his lips in the arid space of the building, his arms crossing across his chest as he pulled the blanked closer against him in a feeble attempt to dissuade the trembling shivers threatening his body. And yet he didn’t want to be anywhere else. For once, for the first time since Eilene had left him alone and unsupported, he felt safe. As if he didn’t need to keep running from everything, devoting his time and efforts into new routes of escape or jumping from place to place in his attempts to cast off what he was living. He didn’t know whether it was the security of the remoteness in itself or the dark-haired boy that kept him so enraptured by the dilapidated barn. He wasn’t naturally an outgoing person, and the years of disaster leading up to the present had only hardened the walls surrounding him. But he’d already told Ikki more than he’d ever let anyone know. And he hadn’t even known him a day. His aimlessly wandering gaze snapped to Ikki’s hardened features, the boy’s voice no longer a light trill but instead laced with regret and pain. His gaze slid to his own fingers wound into the edges of the olive blanket, his ears burning with the smaller boy’s heavy words. He tried fruitlessly to swallow the odd lump in his throat, his vibrant blue gaze searching Ikki’s as he tried to form a coherent response. Ikki.. He stopped, unsure of how to finish the sentence. He wanted the boy to know how he felt, that he wasn’t one of the leering faces casting off empty apologies out of ignorant pity. True, Abe had never truly known the empty feeling of being completely alone, but when his sister had gone, he was left all too isolated. He’d never been close to his parents, they were more acquaintances in his life than family, and all other relations were deliberately avoided after years of seeing the kind of people he was supposed to fit in with. As far as he was concerned, losing Eilene had left him alone.

His focus was still sidetracked as he numbly crossed the room, only to be quickly jerked back to focus as he collided with the hard ground. It wasn’t so much painful as it was startling, his breath catching before his chuckling filled the silent space. He was surprised to see Ikki’s face alight with an amused smile, his own laughter mingling with Abe’s as the blonde quickly moved back to the straw. He smiled lopsidedly back at Ikki, his cheeks turning the subtlest shade of pink at the feeling of his thigh against the other’s.

[/b]You don’t need to be..[/b], he shook his head slowly, his blue eyes apologetic, It was pretty callous of me to say that. I’m sorry. His lips pressed together, willing him not to let anything else fall from his mouth. He didn’t want to scare Ikki off. Uneasiness flashed briefly in his blue eyes, the unfamiliarity of wanting to have someone daunting after his years of deliberate isolation, of pushing people away. He felt the stiff straw poking at the skin exposed as his damp shirt rode up his side, teeth grating nervously as he let his eyes shut. His question hung in the air, stretching itself out to only be interrupted by the silver tabby’s disgruntled protest as Ikki brought the cat closer. He absently picked more harshly at the piece of straw suspended between his fingers, chewing at the inside of his cheek before he dared a glance at Ikki. His gaze quickly averted itself to the heavy door on the other side of the room, the smaller boy’s astonished features flooding the blonde with regret.

He knew he shouldn’t have said anything. He breathed deeply, rounding to apologize again when Ikki’s bright voice cut his own off. He frowned confusedly, opening his mouth again only a fraction before he felt Ikki lean in, the boy’s slender arms wrapping around him tightly. He felt the familiar paralysis overtake him, his heart hammering in his chest. The boy’s touch registered through the haze, and he realized how cold to the touch Ikki had become. He felt guilty for so eagerly accepting the blanket when clearly the other had more need of it than he did. He wasn’t in dire need, the shivers were only a minor reaction that he could deal with easily. He regained his right arm as he felt Ikki’s grip around him loosen, venturing to gently wrap it around the boy’s shoulders as he dragged the blanket over Ikki, readjusting it over the smaller boy so that it covered him completely. He let his breath out more slowly, tilting his head until a flushed cheek rested against the top of the dark-haired boy’s head. Thanks.. he offered quietly, heavy-lidded gaze fastening itself on the uneven floor beneath them. It seemed trivial that only earlier in the morning he’d been living an unwaking hell, all intentions centered on running as far as possible from everything he knew. Already, in the short time since he’d stumbled upon the remote barn and subsequently run into Ikki, he seemed different. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d been able to let his guard down, to forget what was waiting for him back home, even if only for a moment. He was beginning to realize he wanted to be able to rely, to trust someone other than himself. The silent space was quickly filled with the flecks of ice pinging loudly against the weather-beaten sides of the barn and Ikki’s rhythmic breathing. He shivered, shifting closer against Ikki, his eyes leveling on the locked door apprehensively. Hey Ikki..? He turned towards the other boy, gaze poring over Ikki’s features before he realized he wouldn’t be getting a response. His breath hitched as he sucked in his bottom lip, arguing inwardly with himself over his next move. He hesitantly leaned forward, eyes slowly closing before his lips gingerly pressed against the boy’s forehead before withdrawing more quickly. He hung motionless, waiting for the moment when Ikki would suddenly not be so asleep, when Abe would regret what he’d done. He swallowed, still unclear as to why exactly he’d done it. This wasn’t like him. This wasn’t like him at all.







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Character: Abe Nishira
Words: 1102
Notes: Oh lawd.. I utterly hate this.. blarg. I'm sorry, my muse is laughing at me. (And Rofl Abe x3)

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[ikki d'amore]

It was there…just there. Nothing that would really hurt me, nor anything that would even dare to help me either… It was blank…white…nothing… Just like everything, it was nothing. There was ‘no’ problem with nothing and there was ‘no’ problem with everything. Dear god, those are straight out lies and you should know that as well. Lies hurt those around others, yet they keep coming. Always like this, always like the world was against itself…no, people against themselves… My hands clung to Abe in my sleep; it wasn’t really sleep either way. I just slept with nothing…but the memory from the short dream made me want to be as close as anything to him. Of course, knowing nothing about him other than the few words he had said. Even so, my hands moved around his damp shirt…showing no weakness to break apart from it. Dark grey hair brushing lightly against his chest with closed dark magenta eyes…sure I only knew I had fell asleep on Abe…what I didn’t know was that I still was clinging to him so closely. He had apologized when I was still awake for saying he wanted to be alone…I only wished that Abe would understand the feeling… No, I only wish that Abe would never feel the feeling and that someone would be with him no matter what. He was a nice person, even if he was rich. Nice how I just keep landing that every time I thought about him… Well, I just couldn’t help it! The fact that it shocked me so much that he was so kind, so nice, and didn’t treat me all the time like I was just some poor kid. Shifting slightly to where my ragged clothes touched his damp cotton shirt. ‘Ikki’; every time he really did say my name, I could feel my heart skipping a slight beat… What was getting to me? What was I thinking of? This was all a mess really! If Abe didn’t come here, then…well, I’d still be lonely. I’d be staying here alone in a storm… Really, I’m happy for whatever made Abe run off and come toward me. Though, it’s the opposite feeling also. The feeling of losing another person…even if I just met him…would be too much for my heart right now. Though, I know that he can’t stay here forever. I’ll just be happy with those simple memories… By god, I sound like a love struck girl who just found out that their love of their life rejected them for another. This…I hate it!

I felt the olive blanket come over me. Groaning at the sudden weight of it, but also the sudden warmth on my back where Abe couldn’t be (unless he put his arms around me). Then the weight of and touch of his cheek resting on top of my head… Hearing his words even though I was still asleep in my own little blank world… Well, I could probably open my eyes to see him, but I just kept them close. Not wanted to let him go…not wanting to let him go and have his warmth disappear from me. I could feel my heart starting to race, his scent… This was really all too much, but I couldn’t move…didn’t want to move away from him again. Letting out a deep breath and inhaling his scent again, I froze for a moment before breathing again. Wait…why didn’t I want him to leave? Sure…I don’t want to be alone…but Abe was like a complete stranger. The only thing I really knew about him was; he was nice, rich, had an uncle he didn’t seem to like, and…he was…different from other people I’ve met. That was mostly it…and yet, why? I didn’t know why myself…and I kind of wanted to know why. Maybe it was because I wanted to have a friend and be with someone who would understand me…someone who wouldn’t betray me either. Ah, maybe it was all one of my fantasies… Worth a shot though? Maybe…being broken more or gaining a step in having someone close again. Wonder if I could deal with the first one, but gaining a step to being close to someone again? That would be a present I’d love to have. So, I guess it’s a chance that I’d be willing to take! Anyway…I wonder what Abe’s expression is right now. Hopefully not angry, and hopefully not hateful. Scratch that, I doubt it because he wouldn’t have put the blanket around me, right? Yeah, Abe is the nicest…I know he has a kind heart, I hope. “Abe,” I mumbled, probably quiet enough for only me and Silvester to know I even said anything. Though, something wanted me to have Abe hear me call his name. Just so he didn’t leave… I gripped his shirt again, slightly worried that he’d get up and move away. “don’t leave…” I whispered the ending toward the sentence I wanted to get out. All those times…and I finally got those two words out that I always wanted to. “not alone…”

Still pretty much half-asleep, more like asleep itself…I cuddled closer toward him… Only to feel Abe’s lips touch my forehead…which left me half confused and half happy. God, I didn’t know what to do at that moment! Why did he kiss me? Why? This is all too confusing, but I didn’t want to move. Feeling my heart race all of a sudden…I held my breath in shock. This was too much! Too much! Oh so too much at the moment! They just met, right? But why did it feel safe? Why was my heart racing like it was? It all made me nervous…and scared… Still pretty much half-asleep, more like asleep itself…I cuddled closer toward him… Only to feel Abe’s lips touch my forehead…which left me half confused and half happy. God, I didn’t know what to do at that moment! Why did he kiss me? Why? This is all too confusing, but I didn’t want to move. Feeling my heart race all of a sudden…I held my breath in shock. This was too much! Too much! Oh so too much at the moment! They just met, right? But why did it feel safe? Why was my heart racing like it was? It all made me nervous…and scared… I loosened my grip around him and really just jumped to my feet with widened dark magenta eyes. “W-what?!” Managing to say that one word, my voice cracked in a way that it hasn’t ever before. Abe…I didn’t understand him at all… I thought I understood him, but it all hit me that he could be this person who only came to lie and take adage of me. No, I don’t even know if he was telling the true or not. I don’t know! I don’t know! My hands into my messy dark grey hair – which had a few pieces of hay in there at this point – and shook my head as I back up to slid down against the wall. Looking toward Abe with nervous and confused eyes, I opened my mouth but closed it almost at once. “I…don’t…get it…” My voice cracked again…

post & Ikki © Fates-Rain.
Abe © Image.

Word Count: 1,093
for: image & her Abe Nishira.
note: fun...? XD

[abe nishira]

It was as if the arctic conditions didn't apply at the moment. Not anymore. The rain had turned to sleet, crashing mercilessly on every surface of the barn it could reach, battering relentlessly as the wind picked up. The pinging sound erupted within the lofty spaces of the ramshackle building, echoing against the rotted wooden walls and drowning out the defiant thunder striking subdued in the distance. He could see his hot breath in the air, hanging opaquely like mist on a forested path before slowly dissolving into the icy atmosphere. His cheeks were flushed deeply, interrupting his fair complexion, and yet it had nothing to do with the cold weather or the dampness of his clothes. He didn't care about the numbness in his fingers and toes, didn't register that he was still only slightly shivering since relinquishing the heavy olive blanket. He was only aware of Ikki. His awareness was thrummed at the slight feeling of Ikki's chest rising and falling with every even breath the small boy drew, dispersing into the air to mingle with Abe's own misty exhalations. His breath caught in his throat as Ikki's hands encircled his waist, the boy's grip on his damp shirt tightening noticeably. He let out his breath more slowly, heavily-lidded eyes cast downward at the dark-haired boy wrapped so closely against his chest. His heart hammered so heavily he was afraid the smaller boy would be able to hear it, and yet he couldn't place exactly why. He was confused with himself this time, uneasy and unsure as to why he felt so horrified at the idea of Ikki leaving him. It wasn't so much that he was oblivious towards himself and others, he was aware of the undeniable draw towards the younger boy, the desperation to have the maroon-eyed farm boy near him, but moreso that it was a step across his boundaries of comfort to feel so attached, so wholly enraptured by any single person outside his isolated personality. As thoroughly as he'd fortified the facades and self-deceptions surrounding his livelihood and the turmoil at home, the buried truth was that he was scared. Scared to be left alone. Scared of the possibilities, of getting cornered into a dead end with nowhere to run.

Ikki's dove-soft hair brushed lightly across his chin, sending quiet trills through his entirety with each subtle sweep. It was perplexing how Ikki could make him feel safe and calm, idiotic and juvenile, nervous and awkward, bold and compulsive all at one particular moment. This dark-haired, maroon-eyed farm boy, living by himself in a dilapidated barn at the farthest outskirts of civilization, had, in the short time since they'd met, obtained complete control over Abe. It barely registered to him anymore that it'd only been mere hours since he'd met Ikki, for one reason or another there was the odd sensation that they'd known each other much longer. His own arms slowly moved to encircle Ikki, holding the sleepy boy more tightly than he realized as he drew Ikki closer against him, letting his head drop to the smaller boy's lightly. His pulse soared at the sound of his name, mumbled so quietly by the boy nestled against his chest that he'd doubted hearing it at all in the beginning. His arms tightened around Ikki, warm breath cascading against dark hair as he breathed his reply almost inaudibly. Wasn't planning on it.. he murmured in response, a ghosting smile pulling at the corners of his mouth for an instant. Ikki's warm skin tingled against his cool lips, his mind racing even as he straightened. He swallowed hard, his mind racing with a flood of questions and the unsettling apprehension that what he'd done had felt way too right. The fact that he'd acted impulsively wasn't so out of the ordinary for him, it would've been more of a revelation for Abe if he'd thought his actions through. But why had he even had the intrepidity, or maybe it was just stupidity, to actually kiss Ikki?

He felt the small hands loosen their grip around him, felt Ikki's comforting warmth quickly leave him as the younger boy jumped to his feet quickly, dark magenta eyes widened. Dammit, Abe... He bit at his lower lip, dropping his gaze to the ground beneath him. His face burned, his heart beating so rapidly he wouldn't have been surprised if it'd stopped altogether. His first impulse was to run, like he had from almost every other complication in his life, and yet now that notion seemed like the last thing he wanted to do at the same time. His head jerked upward at the sound of Ikki's voice, his stomach wrenching painfully at the expression of confusion and distrust flashing across the accosted boy's face. He sprang to his feet automatically as Ikki started backing up, taking a step towards the boy in unison with Ikki's footsteps. Ikki, wait! I- I can- I just- ...! His throat felt tight, the same constricting feeling that he'd endured every time he felt the prying, heavy hands close around his neck when he disobeyed at home. So why did this time seem harder to shake off? A hand flew to his forehead, fingers gripping the mess of blonde hair as he angrily let his chin fall towards his chest, aggravated with himself for being so stupid. The one person he'd found in seventeen years that seemed truthful and trustworthy, the one person whom he felt completely safe and comfortable around, and he'd already screwed the whole thing up. Even for him, that had to be a record. Ikki's timid voice hit him like a brick in the face, and he slowly brought his head back up, blue eyes trying to find the smaller boy's frightened gaze as Ikki slid down the weathered barn wall. He really hadn't thought about what it might do to Ikki when he'd kissed him, as usual he hadn't really thought at all. He rubbed at his forearm, shifting his weight before hesitantly taking a few small steps in the younger boy's direction. I'm.. I'm so sorry, Ikki. I don't know- what I was thinking, his voice hitched mid-sentence as he looked down at the maroon-eyed boy, running a hand through the back of his unkempt blonde hair and rubbing at his neck. It hadn't been a lie; the fact of the matter was that Abe really wasn't sure what he'd been thinking. But what he'd been feeling was exact and undeniable. He shook his head, sighing as he unsurely eyed the empty space surrounding Ikki, for once taking the moment to wonder which would be the worst; whether he should stay as he was or choose to occupy the ground beside the farmboy like he wanted to. He knew that in any other situation, this would be where the offender should let himself out, leave before any further damage could be risked, but he couldn't make himself step away. The silence which had only a few seconds ago seemed so placid was now unsettling to Abe as he crossed his arms across his chest, ignoring the cold that had begun to bite at every inch of his exposed skin once again. His worst fear seemed to have become separation, which was scarily unnatural for him.

Character: Abe Nishira
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Notes: -shot'd- I redid the ending.. I didn't like it at all lol. It was so un-Abe to me. And I LOVED your last post! <3333

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[ikki d'amore]

He couldn’t understand it, not at all! Everything that suddenly happened had changed his life for whatever reason. It wasn’t that he had hated that unexpected event, but he hadn’t excepted such a person like Abe to do something. Maybe it was Ikki’s own fault for not realizing that this person could be like all the others who disappeared…he should have been distrustful and cold at the start. Then maybe this wouldn’t have happened. He wouldn’t be stuck in another position he didn’t want to be in. He wouldn’t have to feel an endless ache in his heart or the desire to get closer to this person he’s only met. This wasn’t like what he had planned…it was all different from what he had thought his future would be like. The life he had planned out was living on this uninhabited place for the rest of his depressing, tedious life. Never to meet a single soul out of his ‘comfort’ zone so he didn’t have to bother with pain or any of the other human emotions anymore. That’s what he wanted…but it didn’t seem that the world was on his side. He was forced into something he never wanted to happen. The fact that meeting Abe changed his life in a mere matter of minutes was so different to him that it didn’t seem possible. However, it all happened. There was nothing that could alter this…it was all written in history now. Well, at least it was written down in both of their minds. Ikki was convinced that he would never forget this day and everything that seemed to occur after these few moments. These thoughts would probably never leave him. The desire wouldn’t leave him…and all of these feelings (that he had locked up) hit him abruptly in his gut. He now understood the meeting when people say; “the world can change in just one day.” Worst of all, he loved all of this. These new feelings he hasn’t ever felt before and the old feeling of being needed again. It was as if he was finally being awoken from a long, long sleep after being kissed by the handsome prince in front of his very eyes. Ikki felt like a he was in a fairytale…and hoped that this ‘fairytale’ would have a ‘happily ever after’ ending.

A loud burst of thunder shocked the farmboy back into reality. The loud thuds on the metal echoed around the old decaying barn. Everything seemed to pause at that moment as he started up toward Abe’s blue eyes. He couldn’t think…he couldn’t move…he felt lifeless. If it wasn’t for the piercing thunder and rapid flashes of lightening, Ikki probably wouldn’t have been able to even breath. It almost frightened him to be in his own home with such weather going on. His dark magenta eyes dashed to every moment. The rustling in the hay from mice that had escaped Silvester’s reckless attacks from out of nowhere…or the slow shaking of the broom’s wooden pole against the far wall. All of this seemed new to him. He hadn’t realized where he had lived all his seemly sixteen years. It seemed bizarre…like he was placed on his alienated place for no reason at all! Sure, he stayed here because it was all he had left, but was there truly a reason? Ikki began to wonder why he even wanted to stay here. Well, this really was the only place he could live. He wasn’t lucky like those with paying jobs and wads of cash. Shaking his head again, the farmboy tried to focus on Abe instead of everything running in his mind. So, he took a few deep breaths trying to calm his beating heart which didn’t seem to want to relax at all. The beating was abnormal to him…but it didn’t seem all that bad. It’s okay, it’s okay! For once in your life, be a freaking soldier, Ikki!

- not done and probably going to re-do some or most of this. >.<

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ooc: I felt like replying...so yeah. haha. XD You don't have to reply if you don't want to. Plus its all over the place. x.x