A Crimson Road [Takashi/Hisoka]

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Hisoka was in tears as he kept trying to pick up the broken pieces of glass... He had cut himself so many times trying his damndest to pick up all of the broken glass. He had begun throwing the pieces away as he picked more up. His hands were bleeding by the time Takashi came in to see the mess...

"Takashi.... The towel...I accidentally knocked everything over... I'm sorry...." He heard Takashi simply tell him to pick it all up... He was doing that wasn't he...? Trying to pick up all of the pieces... Once he got all the glass up he used his towel to wipe up the mess... God it smelled good...All the liquids.... He had to focus though... He was trying to make up for his mistakes by treating Takashi to a nice warm bath...

He was on his hands and knees wiping upall of the liquid with his own drying towel.... He figured he would just stand and air dry.... But he was determined to give Takashi a good evening... He saw him walk back in and stand at the doorway.... Hisoka wiped away his tears...

"Takashi... I cleaned up everything I accidentally caused... I slipped into the tub... Then when I sat up I splashed water everywhere... Then I grabbed my towel and everything sort of fell over.... I'm sorry... But, I did redraw a bath so i can wash you this time... So I can make you feel good...." He seemed passive but he could feel Takashi was still very angry and it caused him to shiver. He would have to bear through his anger to bathe him...

[Kago]

Takashi stood there, his passive expression still set upon his features. Several scents had come to bombard him, coming from the bathroom. It was a mix of sweet scents, mixed with an even sweeter scent. Hisoka's blood. That divine liquid had come to fill his senses. Partially filling him with lust, close to matching his previous fury. He however, did not let that change the way he was thinking. Not by much at least.

To preoccupy himself, while Hisoka was cleaning, he had gone to put back everything he took out, back into his bag. The scents still bothered him, but he had himself focusing. At least, until he was done. Then he came to stand back by the bed. Where he heard Hisoka declare he had finished cleaning. Then he said he wanted to make him feel good. After he explained how seemed to made such a mess of things.

"You must know I'm not happy with you." The boy was an empath, he didn't doubt it. "So tell me, why you would care to come near me." He most certainly hadn't forgotten what the boy had said earlier. He didn't see him wanting to touch him. How did he expect to make him feel good. The very notion tempted him to laugh. It was slightly humorous. And then when he thought more into it, he felt torn between punishing the boy, or simply walking walking away. He could do that. But he would never let him go, that hadn't changed.

"You should just go to bed Hisoka, that was what you wanted." The boy had mentioned that earlier. He was starting to test his patience with him. Even if he didn't realize it. With how he tried to go along with what the boy wanted, to some extent. But then he always did something to change that. He contradicted he previous actions, and that only came to piss him off more. The boy was too confusing. Which didn't help, when he was pissed off as much as he was now. Though he tried to calm down. He did expect to sleep with the boy, so he had to be close. That meant there could be touching, and he wanted them both to have a good nights sleep.

Even if he wasn't happy with the boy. He didn't want to end up continuously punishing the boy, even if he felt that might be the case here.

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Hisoka stood there and listened to Takashi tell what he already knew.... Why would he want to go near him...? He wanted to make him feel the way he made him feel... Good... Sweet... He would have to touch him... He wanted to go out into the bedroom and get him and bring him in and force him to come in to enjoy himself... But Takashi's anger still lingered from earlier...

Yes... He didn't believe him... He simply believed he did everything on purpose... And now he didn't want to have anything to do with him... that was very true... Nothing to do with him... This made him angry when he simply wanted to make him fel wonderful and relaxed...

He looked at himself in the water's reflection... Anger coarsing through him from Takashi... He felt upset that he wasn't granted a simple moment to just make up for everything... Was he to simply just be left to always be making mistakes and to not be forgiven...? This upset him and he hit the water splashing it out of the tub. He yelled in frustration and knocked more out of the tub making the bathroom wet on the floor again... He would need another towel... He pulled the plug on the bathtub and then stormed his way out of the bathroom and past Takashi.

He ignored him as he walked down the hall and down to the laundry room. Yeah... Like he was going to leave fully naked.... He grabbed his towels he needed and probably ran into Takashi on his way back....

"I wasn't leaving you fool! I'm cleaning up another mess because you won't even grant me a moment to make you feel good! Yes I understand you're upset! But that doesn't mean you can deny me to make you feel good.... I'll just sleep in the bath tub... Stay away from me.... Vampyre... Do you yell at your assistant you keep calling to? Do you treat him like this as well hmm?" He was obviously mad to be throwing stabs his way about Manawa. He knew had the assistant even though he hadn't known his name. He hurried back to the bathroom and began cleaning up his mess on the floor... He knew he must have angered Takashi again...

[Kago]

Takashi was taken aback by how Hisoka suddenly seemed upset. How he hit the water, the way he did. He didn't have to be an empath to see that much. It caused him to frown. The way the boy seemed to suddenly yell. Seeing him make more of a mess. What was wrong with the boy. He had been about to speak to him, when he saw how he seemed to suddenly storm past him.

Where was he going? A question that came to mind, as Takashi watched the nude boy, walk down the hall. With what was going on, he didn't feel the need to assume he was going to leave. He just stood there and waited. And wasn't disappointed, when the boy came back. Running into him.

Once again, Takashi was taken aback by the boys behavior. From the boys words, and the emotions behind it. He felt he had made a mistake. But, surely the boy wold understand, he just didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He didn't consider anything more then that. He didn't assume he was up to something. Anything Hisoka did, to purposely tick him off, would have just been idiotic.

He felt at liberty to apologize then. But then he heard the rest of what Hisoka said. He would sleep in the bath. Calling him by his race, or half at least. Of course it pissed him off. Especially, when the boy made such assumptions. He most certainly did not yell at his assistant. Manawa was far more competent then Hisoka could be. And he did not appreciate the boy speaking of him like that.

For a moment, Takashi just stood there, his expression clearly showing he was at a loss. Watching Hisoka go back to cleaning the mess. He found himself suddenly glaring though, baring his fangs, clenching his fist.

He tried. That was what it came don to. But it didn't seem Takashi could ever please the boy. "Hisoka!" He spoke the boys name, clearly ticked off. As he moved to enter the bathroom. His towel still around his waist. Without any more warning then that, he came up behind the boy, grabbing his roughly by the shoulders, purposely digging his nails into his skin.

"You will never speak of Manawa like that again," As he said this, he pulled the boy back into the bedroom. Hopefully, it was obvious he referred to his assistant. "I don't understand, why you must make things so difficult." As that was said, Takashi threw the boy to the floor. "I try to do things in your favor, only to have you speak to me that way." That boy...oh how he infuriated him.

"Sleep in the tub if you must," He wasn't going to argue with that. He didn't want to look at the boy's face right now. Or his hand might be make contact in something other then a kind manner. "I will no longer try to please you, that is what you show me you do not desire me to do anymore." It was what he had tried, and apparently failed at.

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Hisoka's eyes burned with tears of anger. He was upset and he hated how Takashi hadn't even given him a chance to please him... He was trying todry his mess up when he felt Takashi dig his nails into his skin. It made him burn... But he remained emotionless...

He hit the floor and simply stared at the dust that had collected underneath the bed... He listened to Takashi tell him he will never speak to him or about his assistant like that ever again... He stood slowly to stare Takashi in the face... His hand then collided with his face. Not hard... but enough to make a statement...

"You do things like that at the moment where I don't want it the most... Then when I try to do something nice for you something always happens and it backfires... I was going to deal with your hatred and anger to give you a nice bath... I even put some of your oils in it for you to relax! Then look what happens... I try to clean and knock things down... and you just tell me to clean it up and go to bed... You don't give me a chance!" With that said he walked back into the bathroom, shut the door, and locked it. He didn't care if he just made Takashi even more angry... He wanted to tell him the truth... That he made a huge mistake.....

He sat in the tub... It was cold... The towels were wet... He hoped he would freeze to death.... Hah... He was already dead... He laid there for some hours... It seemed Takashi had gone to bed... Good... then he felt something... Another presence...? there was another presence in the house.... He got up... He was shivering.... he grabbed a very damp towel.

Walking out of the bathroom he noted Takashi laying in the bed... Sleeping probably... Good... He tip toed out of the bedroom and down the hall... He looked all around for the other person in the house... no one was there... He looked out the broken window.... Nothing.... Well nothing was taken... He stepped outside even though he was only in a towel... Where was this presence coming from....? He walked around the yard looking in all of the nooks and crannies... Then something hit him... He was outside... Outside... He could easily leave... But... Something just made him stay... And what if Takashi wasn't.... Asleep at all...? He rushed back to the window... Nearly tripping on his towel he braced himself against the house.

[Kago]

Takashi found himself standing there, Staring at a closed door for sometime. After hearing what Hisoka had to say. Hearing him mention what he had been trying to do. But hadn't he heard what he had been trying to do. So, he had been trying to do something nice. He didn't want Hisoka to have to deal with anything. If he had, he would have never stepped out of the tub in the first place. He said he didn't give him a chance, but had he asked why he did what he had? He hadn't/ He hadn't asked him anything, or tried to understand him.

Well, Takashi knew he had made what seemed to be a mistake on his part. If one called doing something for another, a mistake. Then sure, he made one. Because he tried to make the boy feel better. He felt like groaning and heading out somewhere. He however, did not trust the boy alone. No matter how he felt, had to stay here. Or, he could call Manawa. He was an option. He was coming tomorrow anyways though, so he would wait.

For now, Takashi just found himself heading off to bed. He had no intention of sleeping though. Its why he laid there, awake for some time, but with his eyes closed. He got tired of staring up at the ceiling. He just closed his eyes, hoping to get some rest, though, he still did not trust the boy not to try and leave.

What time was it when he heard the bathroom door open? He didn't know, but he cause the familiar scent of the boy. Who seemed to pass through the room. It had him opening his eyes only after the boy had exited his room. Of course, he got out of bed afterwards. Coming to stand, now in his boxers. His towel, set off to the side in his room, seeing as how he could not get back into his bathroom. Not without forcing it open with something.

Now what was it Hisoka was doing? Was he trying to leave. He only had one way to find out. And he did that by following the boy. Walking where he had been. Seeing he wasn't there. He frowned. He wasn't inside the house. Had he finally left. He felt a sudden panic wash over him. Standing there, finding himself alone. Surely, he couldn't have gotten far. A thought he had as he rushed to the broken window. That was where the boys scent had stopped. Where he found himself surprised.

The boy, he was right outside. "Hisoka," He spoke his name, relieved. As well as relatively close to being angry. But more so the first then anything else. He had thought he might not come to see the boy again. But, why was he still here?

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Hisoka leaned against the wall of the house... He was feeling hot and exhausted... Even though he shivered from being nearly frozen from sitting wet in a cold bath tub for hours on end... He looked up when he heard Takashi's voice... Hisoka used whatever strength he had in him to climb back up and in through the window... With Takashi's help of course.... soon he sat there on the floor wrapped up in his wet towel looking up at Takashi....

"I... I felt another presence in the house... But no one's here... Am I going insane? There is another presence here! I feel it's essence... But I can't figure it out..." He was baffled at what he felt... Why he had suddenly gotten tired... Maybe he was feeling effects of being indoors for so long... He considered it... He stood up, obviously feeling better than the last time....

"Look... I'm sorry about earlier... Everytime I want to do something nice for you... It backfires... I got so frustrated.... Frustrated that you're able to do things for me... And that I can never do things for you... It makes me feel useless.... Like I simply exist as some.... Doll..." He hated saying that but it felt true. Soon though.... He would go through the same treatment again... Punishment for going outside... That was it... He couldn't leave because he was feeling so weak... Was that Takashi's doing...? He looked back up to him...

"I know why I couldn't leave.... I've lost my energy from being kept in this house.... I could have left... I could have gotten my freedom back... But you did something to this house didn't you...? To drain me... You cursed me somehow... Somehow... To keep me here... Even if I do get outside...." He really was a man of tricks... He had to have done that... He... He was... So powerful... Nowonder he wasn't able to fight back...

[Kago]

Takashi found his gaze intently set on the young man, who he just helped back inside. He was happy to see him. And yet, he found himself frowning at him. Because he had been outside. That much should have been obvious. And he was about to ask why, but then he heard what Hisoka had to say. It was best he listened. It seemed, it was something he didn't do enough.

He felt another presence? Was he serious? He couldn't imagine anyone coming in his home. Not without some dire consequences. Why would the boy think he was going insane. "Well, clearly there is no one here now." Perhaps the boy was imagining things. Or perhaps he was missing something himself.

What the boy said next seemed right. Every time something nice was done, or what he assumed was the boy being nice, turned against him. A doll. Well, that was amusing. He certainly looked pretty enough to be one though. "I do not need you to do anything for me." This wasn't about Hisoka trying to make him feel good. The only thing he wanted to do was, have Hisoka feel good himself. "I don't think you understand, everything I do, is for you." He paused, feeling exasperated for a moment. "I'm simply trying to make you feel good here," Without going so far, as o let the boy go.

What was this? The boy was accusing him of something. Well, he wasn't happy about that. But he couldn't quite bring himself to get pissed. "I do no curses Hisoka," If anything had been done, it would be Manawa, without his knowledge. "Now, I want you to go, back in the bedroom." He referred to his bedroom. Thinking to have the boy walk, but instead went with carrying him.

Without any warning, he scooped the boy up, and headed towards his bedroom. Only stopping by his bed, where he placed the boy down gently this time. "You will stay in this room, with me." He wasn't letting Hisoka go back to the bathroom.

Briefly he wondered if he should apologize, for earlier. But then, what would he be apologizing for. He felt he had done nothing wrong. He said nothing towards apologizing. He wouldn't apologize, for trying to make the boy feel better, or simply having him rest.

"If you want me to feel good Hisoka, a bath isn't what you need to do." Really, he could imagine far more interesting and sensual things the boy could do.

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Hisoka shivered, nearly freezing as he listened to Takashi tell him he didn't do curses... He wanted him to go back to the bedroom? How did he knew he wasn't lying.... Hmm...? How did he know... He wanted to fall to the ground and cry.... He just wanted to cry.... He looked up as Takashi moved over him.

He picked up swiftly and Hisoka felt how warm he was... How much had his body temperature dropped? It must have been a lot... He stopped shivering and began feeling a little warm... Was this hypothermia? It must have been....

He tried to focus on Takashi. Tried but it was hard... He set him down gently this time... He was staying in here with him....? But... Did he think he was insane too...? For a split moment he didn't feel the other presence anymore.... But then he began to feel slightly warmer. The presence was back.... He sat up abruptly.

"Taka...shi.... S...Someone was.... In your... House.... "He was shivering again from nearly freezing in the bathroom.... He stared up at Takashi.... Why wouldn't he believe him...?

[Kago]

Takashi frowned at how cold the boy was. How long had he been outside. He would have been worried about him dying, if he wasn't already dead. Tat was at least what he had been told.

"If you can tell me, who would come in here, then I would have reason to believe you." He stated how he saw things. That, no one would come in here without good reason. Perhaps, a burglar had come. But he wasn't a poor person. Even he had a security system in his house. He would have known if someone had come in.

Unless, this person was not human. "How is it, you know someone was here?" He knew the boy had powers, was that how he knew?

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Hisoka grabbed the blankets and nearly hid underneath them to try and build up his body heat yet again... How could he prove it...? He really couldn't.... It was impossible.... But he was never wrong about his gut feelings... Never... He felt weak and silly for doing that... Running outside to catch someone who wasn't even there....

He looked down at his feet and shook his head to Takashi...

"I can't prove it... But... I swear I felt another presence in the house... I'm sorry I went... Outside... Please.... I'm sorry I said what I said... But I swear I felt someone... I swear...." Hisoka was nearly in tears as he spoke to him. He had wanted to try to make things right.... But it was so damn hard with his luck.... Was it luck that brought him to the restaurant that night? It must have been... He would have never come across this if he hadn't have gone that night... It was luck.... Good or bad...He couldn't tell yet... He's had bad experiences...And good ones...

[Kago]

Takashi wondered if he needed to be concerned. Seeing how Hisoka buried himself underneath his blankets. "Will you be alright?" He couldn't help but be concerned. Tomorrow, he was fairly sure, he would get pissed off. Seeing how the boy disobeyed him. Whether or not someone had been out there. In fact, that made things worse. He hadn't warmed him, he just went our there. Putting himself in danger. The boy was a fool. It made him frown. He was ever so slightly ticked, but that was it

"I have no reason not to believe you," Just as he had no reason to believe him. Seeing he had no proof. "Hisoka, I understand, you are trying to explain things, but now you should rest. He wanted to say that first part, because he didn't want it like, what had happened earlier. Where the boy, was trying to do something nice, and he seemed to stop it. Even if it wasn't what he would have jumped up for. It was the thought that counted.

Without saying anything, Takashi came down beside Hisoka. His expression passive, as he joined him, underneath the blanket. His arm, instantly coming about the boy, as he suddenly held him close. "Sleep." He demanded the boy to do so, using a bit of his Vampyre persuasion. He just needed the boy to rest.

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Hisoka laid there shivering when Takashi joined him in the bed... He must have felt so cold to him... He was going to be angry in the morning though... He just knew it... Because he went outside... What would his punishment be this time? Another spanking...? More forced pleasure...? He didn't know what to expect... He felt Takashi warm behind him....

God he felt so good.... Why did he have to be so difficult...? Tomorrow, he would try to turn things down... That would be good to turn things around for them both.... He would make breakfast.... Yes... If he was actually allowed out..... He began to get suddenly drowsy....

Was Takashi using his Vampyre magick on him.... He wasn't ready to sleep again.... Though he couldn't help but be slowly seduced towards sleep.... Soon he fell asleep.... That night he laid there trapped in a dream.... A man dressed in black jumped in through the window....Took a vase.... Then left.... That's when he saw himself walk out into the livingroom and out the window... Someone had been in the house.... He wasn't crazy..... Hisoka hadn't woken tillthe next morning.

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Takashi didn't intend to fall asleep, until Hisoka fell asleep. The boy felt so cold? If he wasn't already deceased, he would have said he should be. Or diagnosed the boy with an illness that came from such. When people got to sick, when regular humans had their temperatures got too low. They got sick. It was sort of lucky, that he didn't have to worry about that.

The boys temperature was forgotten soon enough. His body temperature, plus the temperature, raised by the blankets about, had the boy warm again. And he had no intention of loosening his hold on him either. In the morning, he would think a bit more about everything. How the boy had tired to escape. How he had no choice but to doubt him. With how he clearly tried to escape. With how he behaved. Although, he mat give it more thought. Considering all the earlier misunderstandings.

Finally, when the boy seemed to fall asleep, that was when Takashi let himself rest. Still keeping a firm, but gentle hold on the boy. It wasn't until the next day did he wake up.

Luckily the next morning, Takashi didn't have to work. It was a day off. And sometime later, he would be getting a visit from Manawa. As well as people who would fix the window. It was something to look forward to. If only due to the fact, he had wanted his place in order.

When Takashi woke up, he had woken up before Hisoka. He was a tad reluctant to get up, having to move away from the boy, but he did what he had to. Moving up and away from the boy carefully, as to not wake him. It was still fairly early. Work or not, he was early to wake. He was always on top of things. Which is why, he hurried into the bathroom, taking a quick shower. Dressing himself in casual attire as soon as he was done. Coming his hair back into its usual style. Then he was off to wait in the living room.

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It seemed to take Hisoka a while to awaken from his rather deep slumber.... The one Takashi basically put upon him... He yawned and stretched.... Where was Takashi by the way...? He sat up and rubbed his eyes gently.... Even in the morning the room he was in was dark.... He hobbled out of bed realizing he went to bed naked... Sighing he searched around the room for all of his clothes... They needed to be washed....

Hisoka walked into Takashi's bathroom sensing he took a shower... At least he was clean... Wait...Was he here...? He's a Vampyre.... He couldn't tell... He must be at work... Maybe he could leave... Go to the store... Get some groceries... Another Jazz for Takashi... That would make things right....

Bursting with excitement he walked out of the bedroom and stepped into the living room with a smile upon his face. But his smile soon faded away as Takashi sat there in the front room... Looking as intimidating as ever.... But... He should be at work... Treating people.... He turned his head back to the bedroom and then back to Takashi....

"I... I thought you were going into work today.... What happened....? Got the day off or something?" He sounded rather dissapointed... But that was because he was going to go get Takashi treats... He turned his attitude and smiled though. Well Now he could spend the day with Takashi right....?