A Crimson Road [Takashi/Hisoka]

[Kago]

Takashi wasn't sure what to make of Hisoka's words. He did understand that it seemed he could stay. That he wouldn't leave him and never return. Was that really as good as it was going to get? He supposed. If that was the case, then he would accept it.

He didn't want Hisoka to leave his side, but, he didn't really feel he could hold him back. Not to force him to stay. "I won't keep you from doing what you feel you must." that didn't mean he was going to wait at home twiddling his thumbs. "I however, insist you take me along when you can." He didn't like the idea of Hisoka doing anything dangerous. He refused to let him put himself in danger.

A question came in mind to ask, but he didn't wish to jinx the moment. "I'm a bit surprised, you aren't going to try to run off." He recalled last night clearly, when he met Hisoka, up until now. It almost seemed like things took a drastic change. But then again, he wasn't expecting to bed the other male. Something he started to think about in a negative way.

Not that he didn't want to have Hisoka. He had wanted him badly. It was just, he wasn't really able to move, or speak. Had he really done the right thing. No. He didn't feel he did. there wasn't exactly anything right about having sex with someone who didn't verbally give consent. It had him wanting to sigh and leave the room, Instead, he simply remained where he was, by Hisoka's side.

[lacrymosa]

Hisoka remembered What Takashi did to him... As if he wasn't broken enough... Anger and hurt built up inside himself as he recalled trying to resist him, but simply being ignored and taken. It was harsh... And he hurt... Hisoka pulled himself away and simply sat there, really remembering what had happened.

"You bit me... You drained me because you were angry... You... Raped me... But, What's in the past is in the past... We can't take it back nor can we change it.. I'm sorry, I couldn't outright tell you no... But it's okay..." Hisoka stood up and wrapped the blankets around him... He needed a shower. He needed Takashi because that was basically all he knew. No one else would touch him like that. No one else would have done anything loving like that to him... Except maybe... No, block it...

"I need to shower... And you probably have work... I'll clean up my mess from last night...." He simply looked down at his feet, unable to look Takashi directly in the eyes.

[Kago]

The words Hisoka uttered, they really hit him hard. The part where he bit him, he knew he did that. But Rape. Really. That was what he called it. Was he seriously alright with that. If he was, he would think Hisoka was a better person then he was. He didn't think he could forgive and forget just like that.

All of this, it had him speechless. He was silent, sitting there one the bed still. His expression a passive one. Even as he saw Hisoka stand. Heard him talk about him taking a shower. And the mention of work. He did have work. But how could he go. Did Hisoka really expect him to leave him alone.

Now it wasn't so much about not trusting him. At this point, after what he did was put, he wouldn't blame Hisoka for leaving. "I can clean up." He could do that much before he left. Already he stood up, moving to take up the sheets. "Listen, I...I'm sorry about..." He trailed off, feeling horrible he had actually done something to hurt Hisoka. Especially after knowing what he had been though.

Whatever Hisoka had to say, Takashi was still taking up the sheets. He had a washer and dryer by the kitchen. In a room next to it. He would take it there, and then well he had another bathroom he could get ready in. Though he wasn't sure he would go to work.

[lacrymosa]

hisoka turned around and grabbed the sheets out of Takashi's hands. Hadn't he just said he was going to to clean? He simply looked down at Takashi sitting there on the bed, his green eyes just as emotionless as they were when they first met. Did he also know he did that to protect himself? Keeping others out so he won't feel vulnerable...? The fact that he might know that scared him... Yet, if he did know then he would understand how he worked...

"I said... I'll get it... You need to get ready and go to work. You have patients that need you." He didn't consider himself a patient. He considered himself a... Lover...? A prisoner...? He didn't know yet... He wasn't being let go, nor was he being left alone. He simply turned on his heel and walked out of the room with the sheets. Those soiled sheets.... Covered with his...And his.... Why was he remembering all of that? He walked into the kitchen and looked around for the washer and dryer. He searched around for them untill he came to that small little room. There they were. He placed them in, put in the soap, and started up the machine. There...

hisoka made his way back down the hall to Takashi's room. He found his still sitting there. He tried to say something.

"Don't worry... About it... It's not the first time, yet it is the first time... At least it wasn't that doctor correct? I... I trust you.... You share something with me, that no one else does... And I can trust you because you know me... So don't worry about anything..." With that he left and went into the shower. He washed off... All of the shame he felt, for feeling weak, for not being able to defend himself... For being such a kid... When he got out he dried off and dressed in the same clothes as last night... He would need a change of these...

"Still here....? You need to go to work, you can't keep patients waiting for your cures..." He said that so easily... Would Takashi get angry if Hisoka left to the store for some food? Would he go out aand hunt him down yet again...? Maybe. But, oh well. He stood there waiting for his answer

[Kago]

Takashi figured he would clean up. But Hisoka took the sheets from him. He really was calm about this. It didn't seem like he was thinking about it as much as he was. Something he noted more, after seeing Hisoka return from putting the sheets to wash. Was he really trying to make him feel better? It didn't quite feel right. With what had been said. He couldn't help but frown. Honestly, not feeling as bad as he did before. He didn't think he would take anything back. Which was something that upset him. Was that right? He was tempted to sigh or groan,but held himself back from doing so.

Thoughts on his work came to mind. It was hard not to think about it, hearing Hisoka mention it. That was true. He had patients. But how could he just leave Hisoka alone. Even if things suddenly seemed to take a drastic turn. He just wanted to stick by his side and watch over him. Its what he felt. But, he knew he had something to do. It had him moving to get ready now. "I suppose I need to go," He spoke, still frowning. "I'll take a bath first." He moved, heading into the bathroom half dressed. But not before saying one more thing. "Don't leave and don't come back." He had a chance to do that now, when he took a bath.

The actual bath took but a few minutes. Or it was suppose to. He found himself stripped, standing under the running shower, his dark hair falling across his face, over his eyes, and he seemed completely lost. He supposed he liked to think things over a bit too much. When he really cared about something, it bothered him. Much like this was. Whether that made sense or not.

Eventually Takashi stepped out of the shower, letting his towel and drying himself off. He did whatever else he had to, before leaving the bathroom. Only then did walk out of the bathroom, wrapped in his towel, with his hair still damp, but slightly dried from his towel. He didn't know if Hisoka was still there, but if he was he didn't think to stop and spare a glance at him. He went straight to dress himself in the usual doctor attire he wore. Getting dressed within a matter of minutes.

When that was done he took a look at himself, took the time to comb his hair, before he picked up anything else he may need to carry. "I'll be going now." That was said to Hisoka, if he was still there. He wasn't really paying attention. He didn't care to find out he was gone. Now, he headed out of his home, reluctant to leave, but knowing he had to. Well, he might be able to get away with a day off, but he didn't think he should do that.

It was with that thought he left his house. Only to stand by his car. Not quite going anywhere just yet.

[lacrymosa]

Hisoka stared down at the mess of dishes in the sink. He had been washing them like crazy while Takashi was away in the shower. He might enjoy to have a clean house to come home to. He finished after a few minutes.... What did Takashi mean by not leaving and don't come back...? Did he mean if he left to not come back? Or simply to just, never leave... Well, there was some things he wanted to get from the store for him... There was some Jazz cologne that came out he wanted to try. And Takashi needed some milk and bread and a few other things.

He got his shoes on and looked at how much he had in his pocket for money. He had plenty. With a slight smile on his face he bound out of the house and down the street. This might be his one chance to cheer Takashi up. But then his words came back. Don't leave and don't come back.... Technically he was going shopping... He looked back at the house when he stopped to think. He didn't see Takashi by the car but he did see the car. Did he walk to work? Maybe. Hisoka shrugged before going to the store.

Inside he looked around for that new scent of Jazz. Finding it he ran off to the other aisles to get the groceries. He found everything he needed, paid and left. How did it take him the whole day to do this? It was already dusk when he arrived back at the house. Was Takashi home? He hoped so... He wanted to surprize him, to make him feel better.

[Kago]

Eventually Takashi did leave. Spending his day, keeping himself busy. Jut so he didn't have to speak. He spoke nothing but business with his partner. Manawa. Who he knew worried over him, but he avoided being asked any personal questions. He simply took care of patients, filled out forms, and kept at this all day. Until it was time to go home. But even then, he stayed back, working. He supposed he would be home late. He didn't feel like going home and finding Hisoka gone. He felt that might be the case, even if he had a strong urge telling him to go and see how he was doing.

Although, Takashi tried to stay in late, he returned home before dusk. Where he parked his car in the same place as before. He walked inside, to see just what he expected. Now Hisoka. Well, that wasn't really surprising. He thought that, with a bitter sort of smile, seating himself at the kitchen table. He did that for a few minutes, simply staring off into space, Before he decided to take another quick bath.

That lasted for a few minutes, before he was dressed in a simply black t-shirt, and jean pants. There he sat in the living room. Considering what he would do now.

[lacrymosa]

Hisoka climbed the stairs going up to the front door in complete silence. He had placed the groceries inside already today and left again. The Jazz he bought at the grocery was a cheap knock off. He wouldn't have that. So he returned it for store credit. He had searched around the town for the real deal.

He eventually found it and that was what occupied the empty space in his small hand. He placed it in his coat pocket so to surprize Takashi. Was he home already? If he was wouldn't he be surprized... Hisoka opened the door to see Takashi sitting on the sofa, staring at his feet.

"Why do you look so glum...?" Some would say Hisoka isn't the forgetful type, that he is actually the very opposite. But in fact he was very forgetful... He forgot things that weren't very important to him. Like don't leave and don't come back. He simply went out shopping to get Takashi some things. He had no intention on leaving him... He stood there and tried to smile for Takashi.

[Kago]

Takashi was lost in thought on a conversation he had. With that partner of his. Although he tried to avoid Manawa, his close friend, he had cornered him. He had to speak with him. And he told him quite a bit. From there, he was given a bit of advice. Not too different, from something his father said once. To take what you wanted without considering the consequence. That showed, Manawa had a particular side to him he only showed to his friend. As far as he knew.

it was while Takashi was thinking this, he eventually heard the familiar voice of Hisoka. It had him looking up, standing and staring at the other person in the room. Hisoka. He was back.He didn't leave.

The vampyre had been sure. sure that Hisoka had gone. The thought actually had him wanting to explode. Did that make sense. He had a hard time sitting still here. He was just torn. Between wanting to keep Hisoka all to himself. And then simply letting him go. After he felt he hurt him. But here he was. He still couldn't help but frown. Where had he gone. He would have asked, but then he noted, what Hisoka had.

"You went to the store." it seemed he stated the obvious. "I thought, you weren't coming back." He was honest with his earlier thoughts. That was what he had thought.

[lacrymosa]

Hisoka stood there, his face hadn't revealed any of his thoughts. He was going to have to go soon... Report some things to the ministry... Talk to Tsuzuki... But he would deal with that once he came to that bridge. He simply looked at Takashi now and felt silly... He wanted this to be a surprize... Well, he figured this was going to have work the way it played out he supposed.

"I bought you some groceries, and some cologne... I can't simply leave and let you wallow in hate and pain.... So I got you something to try and make you feel better. It's called Jazz..." He handed him the cologne. He handed him the cologne and stepped back towards the door. He figured he would go out and get them some food now. Takashi must have been hungry. But... The door had been shut... Earlier the first couple fo time it was open to a simple crack and he could get it open by simply pushing it. This time he had forgotten to prop it... He simply stared at the door. Should he ask for help? He was just going to go get food...

"Do you think you could open the door for me...?"

[Kago]

Takashi found himself holding the bottle called Jazz. Well, this was amusing. Here he had been worried about Hisoka, when he had just gone out to buy this. Well, that and groceries. "Thank you." He supposed, that was the best thing to say then. He did appreciate the though. Though, he would appreciate more, always knowing where Hisoka was. He would have to do things a bit differently.

"Open the door. "he repeated the words, finding himself staring at it. "Only, if I go with you." This time, he wouldn't let him out of his sight. As he considered this, he set the bottle onto the coffee table, the Jazz. Before he moved over to the door, slipping into his shoes.

"Let's go, together." He held the door open, quite serious about following along with Hisoka.

[lacrymosa]

He felt his stomach crumple... He couldn't take Takashi with him where he had to go this time... e was going to go out and get some food that was good. But only the best was in Meifu... And Takashi couldn't go there... Hisoka looked up at him and scratched his head....

"Uhhmm.. Where I'm going I can't take you... It's a place in Meifu... It's the best I know of... Besides I need to go speak with my boss... I can't take you with me this time..." He looked at him rather serious. This was one thing he'd have to do alone. Was Takashi going to let him go though? And if he wouldn't, Hisoka would just leave anyway, it's not like Takashi owned him or anything. But he did want to go get them both some decent food. Only found in the Meifu....

[Kago]

Takashi stood there for a moment. Merely silent as he stared at Hisoka. As much as he appreciated what the younger male had done, he didn't think he understood the situation. He had to set some boundaries. He couldn't risk him going and not coming back. Or anyone else getting their hands on what was his. Yes. He considered the boy his. He basically claimed his last night. Though, he hadn't gone about it as he wanted to.

"Then, I don't suppose you can go." That was his way of saying, he wasn't going anywhere without him. He thought that had been made clear. He just had to make that clearer. He wasn't taking any chances. Not anymore. He had to be more decisive, he couldn't have any doubts.

"We're going together, or we aren't going there at all." Which was saying, they would go somewhere else, somewhere, they could go together.

[lacrymosa]

Hisoka looked up at him dumbfounded. He wasn't going to let him go get some things done? What about his job? He's dead! What did he think he was? He was a shinigami! And he wasn't going to be held here captive. At first he was going to stay of his own accord, but if this Takashi is going to force him to stay... He might as well just leave...

"You can't keep me here... I need to check in with the ministry. That is one trip I cannot make with you... Now let me go do this." He couldn't open the door on his own but if he had to, he would do it... He stood there and faced Takashi. It wasn't like he was suddenly Takashi's pet or anything....

[Kago]

Takashi made sure to lean back against the door now. Seeing that Hisoka wasn't willing to be cooperative here. Of course, things wouldn't be easy, this would end up being a repeat of yesterday, possibly minus the sex. He didn't care for that. He just wanted Hisoka to know who was in charge here. If he wasn't going to listen, then he just had to be harsher. Until he understood who he was dealing with.

"I don't think you need to check anywhere." He was quite serious as he spoke, having a sort of dangerous calm about him, with his eyes slightly narrowed. It doesn't seem like you heard me. "If I'm not coming, you aren't going," It was a simple, end of story kind of thing there.

"Don't be difficult." He was thinking, at this rate, he might have to chain Hisoka up. Now, he had his memories from the past. He knew what he could use to tie him up with. He just had to get his hands up. "If you try to be difficult, we might have a moment of deja vu," as if to show what he referred to, he suddenly licked his lips, revealing one of his fangs in a faint smirk.