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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 6:59:14 GMT -5
The room had quieted, Domini's squalls calming to hiccuping gulps of breath. Bast was watching with shining golden eyes as his mate kissed their kit, soothing the tiny baby as he fed him. Hanyo sighed loudly, lost in his thoughts, and both parents turned to look at their older son. "Hanyo? What's wrong babe?" Zefora smiled at him, thanking him for helping out. He shrugged and stood, leaning back against the wall.
"H...how do you know when you've found your mate?" He asked quietly, red streaking over his face. Bast looked a little startled but Zefora only smiled softly.
"You get warm feelings everytime you look at him, sick when he's afraid, breathless and tired, physically hurt when you're away from eachother. And just the thought of losing him makes you want to die." The answer was blunt, to the point and Hanyo was sad to see he had it bad.
"How can someone be your mate that hates your guts, wants nothing more than to see you cut into little pieces and buried out of sight and mind?" This time there was no answer. Both parents looked at eachother, there was no way to answer that question, it'd never happened before.
((Long....sorta @___@))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 8:15:58 GMT -5
Tsing sighed and tossed the book on the floor. The others had gotten quiet, and for some reason, he was worried.
He shrugged it off. Damn, he was bored. He flipped over onto his back and nibbled on the pen. The song he had written had turned out to be far too sappy for his tastes, and thus writting it had been an entire failure and a waste of time. Although he had nothing else to spend his time doing...
Still, he sort of liked it...but that wasn't the point. He had a reputation to uphold back on Earth. If Du Fei read those lyrics he'd laugh at him.
Speaking of Du Fei, when he got back, the older guy would probably force him to tell him what had happened while he was gone. Tsing frowned. He hated that. He hated how Du Fei knew every single way to get him to spill his guts. That damn bastard.
Of course, Tsing would usually fight back for a while...but then Du Fei would get him pinned somewhere, or hit him too hard when they'd inevitably get into a fist fight, and he'd end up telling him. Rudely of course, but that's just the way he was.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 8:51:26 GMT -5
"We're going home, bring Tsing when you guys are ready to turn in for the night. There's no way you'd want him spending another night on this thing than he has to," were Zefora's words as his parents left, cuddling little Domini to take him home. They needed to get there and inform Jeka, Jevan, and Keat of the happy news. He bid them goodbye, kissing the fuzzball on the head when they left and tramped quietly back to the bedroom. He knocked on the door.
"Tsing? Can I come in for a bit?" Usually he wouldn't ask, would just go right in. It was his room after all. Being around the human was changing him, making him think of the other before himself. Maybe he was still in shock from Domini's birth, it had him thinking about his future.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 8:53:24 GMT -5
Tsing moaned. Wouldn't that guy ever leave him alone? "I told you not to bother me!" he shouted in reply, running his hands through his hair. "So go away!"
(Short, I know. I'm awful T3T )
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 8:58:16 GMT -5
((Haha, no you're not, s'okay))
Curling his hand around the knob he pushed the door open, slipping inside before the other could object again. "Can't help it," he grinned," we have to talk a bit, okay?" He looked at the floor and spotted the book, his face paling. "Y..why is my journal on the floor?" He was sure he had hid the thing, shoving it under his bed so no one could get ahold of it. It had been a sort of therapy after Xalite, something to keep his mind off of what happened.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 9:03:21 GMT -5
He shrugged, picking at his nails idly, the pen still in his mouth. "Found it." came his answer. He looked over at the Zercan with his eyes. "Don't get your panties in a bunch. I can't read whatever the fuck you wrote anyway." He rolled onto his stomache, and rested his head on his hand. "So don't look so fucking depressed about it, hey."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 9:10:47 GMT -5
"Uh...." he scooped the book up , clenching it in his fist, glad for once Tsing couldn't read Zercan. Sighing he leaned back against the door. "My parents said we could come to the house for tonight, they're making up rooms for us. I don't think you want to spend another night on the ship if you don't have to. And it's not a really long walk. Besides....I still owe you an apology from before. I was going ot buy you something...didn't reall know what you liked but....as we're walking, if you see something you like...well, you can have it." 'Breath Hanyo!' He ordered himself, glancing everywhere but at Tsing. Damn it! He was just offering to get him something as an apology, he'd had no trouble thinking about it on Earth. It didn't mean anything except he was sorry....right?
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 9:14:05 GMT -5
"You can go by yourself. I'm not moving from here until we get back to China." He tossed the pen at the wall. "So go on. Go have fun with your family. We all know you want to." He almost sounded...jealous.
"I'll just stay here and think about my family that you so forcefully took me from."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 9:21:07 GMT -5
"Tsing....." he was hurting again, that feeling his life-bearer had explained to him. Tossing the notbook in the corner he moved towards the boy on the bed. He looked down at him, pushing his hands in his pocket to keep them to himself. "Come on, this place isn't very comfortable all alone, and if I leave you here Sefora's just going to bother you until you go crazy. Besides, I can't risk the chance of Jeka coming here to get revenge on you. He doesn't take to kindly to people bruising his ego." He held out his hand. "Either you come with me, or we both stay here. Frankly, wouldn't it be nice to meet Domini? You still don't believe me about the kits."
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 9:24:12 GMT -5
He looked at his hand, and then back up to him. He looked away.
"No. Now get out before I make you get out. I told you that I wanted to be left alone, and you're not. It's starting to really piss me off. You're lucky I don't get up right now and beat the fucking crap out of you."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 9:30:24 GMT -5
"Sorry kiddo, no can do. I'm not givin in till I get what I want," he smiled. "Truthfully, I don't think you could make me do anything, you're free to try though. I learned my lesson last time and I won't make the same mistake." He walked over to the closet, riffling through some of the clothes inside, picking out a shirt. It was one of the shiftable kinds and would work better for this stay on Zerca, just in case he shifted again in the near future. Pulling the other shirt over his head he tossed it to the floor, and slipped into the black shirt. It was kind of clingy, not what he really liked, but it would do. "So? You going to come peacefully or am I going to drag you kicking and screaming?"
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 9:33:25 GMT -5
(Last post, off to work =X)
He glared defiantly at him, rolling on his back and propping himself up on his elbows, his eyes giving away his excitement. This was what he had been waiting for. He needed to get his frustraition out, and this was the best way.
He licked his dry lips. "Make me." he challenged.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 9:42:48 GMT -5
((Awww. well goodbye! Have fun XD))
"You asked for it," he grinned and walked towards the bed. With one swift movement he grabbed onto Tsings foot, yanking him forward until he was on the edge. With his other hand he immoblilized the other foot, holding them captive, one against each of his muscled thighs. "Well? Get out of that one. Try your hardest now, I like a little challenge." His eyes flashed, matching the excitement in Tsing's.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 20, 2006 18:49:22 GMT -5
((*flops down* I was going to stay until 8. But the manager sent me home because I was driving her nuts.))
He glared at him and began pulling his feet away as hard as he could.
Damn him! He'd show him...he'd kick the guy's ass for this when he got up.
((I know...short <.<;; ))
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 20, 2006 18:52:35 GMT -5
((Haha, sounds fun^___^ No, s'okay bout the shortness))
Hanyo gripped his feet harder, grinning down at him. "Aww, try harder than that Tsing, this is no fun at all," he bent over a bit, letting his grin widen, mocking the boy.
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