tampered | Log: Ongoing

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Current Location: Forest
Current Music: Whisper of the trees

Log: Ongoing

When; April 6th; Late Night
Rating; PG-13, Mild swearing
Characters; Jowy

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Summary; In a night full of ghosts and shadows, a few living people have their own fated meetings...
Log;

It had already been a very long day. Riou had lost track of the ghosts somewhere in the hundreds. They came from both sides of the wars, those he knew and didn't know, with messages full of love and hope or hate and vengeance; talking to him, shouting at him, shouting at each other, even a fair few trying to kill him or each other. He was lucky they were incorporeal. He was not so lucky that the one who stayed the longest was Luca Blight.

That bastard.

And finally all the others had disappeared when Genkaku had arrived. His father. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood. The previous bearer of the Bright Shield Rune. Who wasn't too pleased with how Riou had been acting.

He has been your best friend for your entire life!

"...but it seems I didn't really know him very well after all..."

Do you really believe that? Can you really give up on him?

"...it's better than the alternative! He wants to duel for the Rune of Beginning..."

Does he really? Is that what you think?

"You know what that means! That duel can only end with one of us dead. At least you and Han Cunningham sealed your runes away!"

But you and Jowy... are stronger than that...

And then Genkaku had suddenly stiffened, his translucent body rippling in an unseen wind. He then warned-- directed-- practically demanded that Riou must go north into the dark forest immediately surrounding the city. Now. At this very moment! Before Riou could get in more than a confused "What?" the older man had disappeared and no other ghosts had risen to take his place.

And so Riou found himself tromping through the wilds of a forest he had been warned about -- full of shadows cats and creeping things, especially to be avoided at night-- on perhaps a wild goose chase at the behest of his long dead father, who might or might not have been a figment of his imagination. I am really not liking these curses, Riou thought ruefully to himself as he tripped over a particularly gnarly tree root and nearly landed in a prickly bush. At least he hadn't met anything out here yet.

The moon's silvery illumination cast a brighter glow than the false torch carried by Riou as he abruptly came across a small clearing in the woods. And slumped upon the ground in the midst of that clearing lay a very familiar figure, golden hair glinting softly within the light. Riou stared in shock, blinked, and stared a bit more.

Jowy?

It couldn't be. What possible purpose would the other boy have for being out here at that time of night? Unless ghosts were playing tricks on him too. Riou carefully walked up to the still figure and knelt beside him, reaching out a tentative hand. Warm and solid, definitely not a vision then. Although perhaps not as warm as he should have been. Riou then caught sight of a trickle of blood leaching from a bandaged left arm.

Damn. He was hurt. Riou stood up, looked around, and hesitated. He didn't dare heal Jowy himself... he couldn't very well use Bright Shield on the bearer of Black Sword, could he? If he somehow set off the other rune... Argh, why had he thrown his tablet at Luca Blight earlier that day? He couldn't even call for help, as it was.

With a sigh, Riou settled down next to Jowy and carefully checked over his wounds-- nothing too serious it seemed-- if one would classify being passed out in the middle of a dangerous man-eating forest as 'not serious'. "What are you doing here?" he asked the other's prone body, as if half expecting a reply. "What am I doing out here? And why do we keep meeting like this?"

This was helping nothing. Riou gently brushed the hair back from his once-bestfriend's face, gathered the other within his arms, and awkwardly settled him unto Riou's back. Definitely no more tripping into thorn bushes tonight. This really is not a very good way to be avoiding each other's presence Riou thought and with a soft, rueful laugh set back off for the forest's edge.

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Hiding. Yes, that seemed the logical course of action at the moment, seeing as most now knew exactly how strange he was as a child. It was… embarrassing; enough so that he had politely excused himself from the residence of those twins who seemed to care so much about him the moment he changed back to normal. Hopefully they wouldn’t worry about him too much.

Though, considering he was currently huddling in an alleyway like a street cat, perhaps any worries they had would be well-founded. He didn’t exactly take good care of himself when in this sort of ‘I want to stay away from everyone’ mood. At least he was only planning to hide for maybe the night? He could so sleep in the alley for just one night.

Or, at least, that had been the original plan; it washing from his mind the moment his eyes found two familiar people in the distance. One he didn’t know so well, but vaguely recognized from his time as a child; the other… was one he knew quite well, who he cared for immensely, and who… seemed to not be okay at the moment. “J-Jowy?” Before he knew it, he was up and running to catch up to them, slowing just when he was within an arm’s reach. “W-what’s wrong with him? What happened?” he asked, beside Riou now, but focusing entirely on Jowy, the questions pouring out of him in his worry.

After a moment, his expressive eyes finally settled on Riou, a small embarrassed blush creeping to his face no matter how hard he tried to will it away, “Is… is he going to be… um… okay?”

One step at a time... Riou slowly made his way out of the shadowed forest and into the edges of the city. Why do you have to be bigger than me? he thought as he shifted Jowy's weight on his back for what felt like the dozenth time. Riou was brought out of his reverie as the slender figure of a boy rushed up to them, calling out Jowy's name.

Kamui. Riou still could recognize him, even though they had only met in their childforms. A close friend a Jowy's, he had learned at least that much on his searches of the network.

"He has... what looks like to be blade wounds. They don't look to be too serious, but something has caused him to lose consciousness. Are you a healer? Or do you have a way to contact one? I can't really do it myself..." Riou trailed off as he paused and shifted Jowy's weight once more.

"Healer? No, I..." Of course he wasn't a healer: that would make him far too useful, now wouldn't it? "I'm sorry, I'm not, and I don't know anyone, but," a worried frown, his attention once again shifting to the unconscious one, "I can help you bandage him?" Oh, how utterly unhelpful he felt at the moment. "Or help carry him. I don't know..."

He looked away for a moment, kind of wishing he hadn't run to them. All he was doing was making himself look stupid. Not... that he could really look any more idiotic now than he did when he was playing with these two as a child; what with him baking them sweets and lamenting about his future as a bride.

"I..." his blush deepened a little as he tried to shake those thoughts from his head. Maybe Riou and Jowy wouldn't remember any of that! Besides, helping Jowy was really more important at the moment. "Let's try to get him back to his place?"

"I've heard that there's a hospital, however..." That was run by the city wasn't it? That made him rather leery of it. "I suppose his place must have a network connection? We could call for a healer from there..."

How aggravating. As if Riou wasn't one of the most powerful healers in the city as it was. But Jowy's injuries did not appear too severe, and Riou might indeed trigger something rather severe in trying to heal him.

"His apartment... it's nearby, isn't it?" Riou asked and then smiled at the obviously distressed Kamui. "And can you take his sword? It's rather awkward carrying it..."

"Yeah, his place as a connection." Oh, he remembered that quite well from the time he and Jowy had gotten drunk together. Jowy had been on the computer while they were doing... things...

So not thinking about that right now, damn it.

The smaller boy perked a bit when he was spoken to again. "Y-yeah, he lives close to here." He looked at the weapon he was asked to carry. Ha! Carrying a sword... that he could do! Shyly, he took the sword, staying quiet. Like he knew what to say anyway; he wasn't very good at conversing with near strangers, especially in situations like this. All he could think to do was just walk along at the moment, glancing to Jowy often to make sure his condition hadn't changed. He was just a little... protective. Paranoid maybe?

"Ah... so you'll point out the way then?" Riou asked with another soft smile. He already knew where Jowy lived-- he had to know where Jowy was, so he would know where not to be. But that really wasn't something he should probably broadcast.

"I don't suppose you know what Jowy was doing this evening? Or why he'd be running around in the middle of the forest at this time of night?"

Nevermind what I was doing running around in the middle of a forest at this time of night.

"I... I can do that." Picking up the pace, Kamui led the other to Jowy's apartment, knowing the way far too well. He really spent way too much time there.

He looked back to the other when he was addressed again, thinking for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I don't. I..." was busying being counter-kidnapped from Seishirou by Subaru. Because Kamui had been a stupid brat, willingly allowing himself to be lured in by the killer, and then staying because he naively believed Seishirou was good. And then he grew back up and felt like the biggest ass ever. "I don't."

As they approached the door, a loud, excited howl was suddenly heard, Kamui pausing and blinking. "He kept them...?"

Riou followed after the slender form of Kamui, shifting Jowy's weight one more time. Almost there. And you have been eating entirely too many sweets lately, Jowy.

"I suppose we'll have to ask him then, when he awakes," said Riou. Or rather Kamui would have to... Riou was not planning on lingering that long. He tilted his head slightly in surprise as the sound of yipping filled the air. "...dogs?"

"Y-yeah... they're mine, actually." He wasn't going to explain how or why his dogs were at Jowy's, though. Besides, he was too busy shifting through his full keychain, trying to figure out which key went to Jowy's door. He needed to stop jumping from residence to residence, damn it.

"Ah! This one!" he cried out a little in triumph has he finally found the right key, trying to remember how it looked so he wouldn't have to search again. Of course, the moment he opened the door, he was practically knocked down by his dogs; the two ignoring Riou entirely, which was probably a good thing? It at least would give him time to sneak in and lay Jowy down before the animals realized there was someone else to tackle.

Riou blinked down at the two bouncing balls of fur and fluff that came hurtling at Kamui. He carefully sidled around the happy reunion, through the door, and into the shadowed depths of Jowy's apartments. With some relief, Riou carefully lowered Jowy face-up unto the bed.

"I am calling you 'sack of potatoes' next time we meet," he muttered mostly to himself, carefully checking over Jowy to make sure that his wounds hadn't worsened during the trip.

After being reassured, Riou rolled his shoulders and massaged the base of his back and the back of his neck. Now to find that... what were they called again? ...computers? He took stock of Jowy's apartment as he wandered about-- bare but the minimum of furniture, it seemed devoid of almost all personal possessions. It almost reminded him of his own temporary lodgings that he vacated each new day.

After Kamui finally got away from the dog's enthusiastic greetings (which involved much licking, chewing, and then squawking on Kamui's part), he slipped into Jowy's room, eyeing the prone form on the bed. What if... Jowy didn't wake up? He was probably the one Kamui was closest to right now. He didn't want to think of how he would deal with him not being around anymore...

"Jowy..." he said quietly, eyes sad and worried, before he took a seat on the bed, taking Jowy's closest hand and holding it in his own. Maybe this way Jowy would know he wasn't alone? That there was someone waiting for him...

Riou slowly tapped out a call for a healer on Jowy's... keyboard thing. Far too slowly, as he had not used one since first arriving in the city and the un-alphabetical keys kept confusing him. He really rather missed his tablet. Tomorrow he'd have to buy his third.

And send. Riou turned to the door and then hesitated, glancing back at Jowy. Recently the city had come under the attack of a rash of gruesome kidnappings, and he worried if a healer would even be available at this time of night. He was certain Kamui would continue to watch over Jowy but...

Kamui sat on the bed tenderly holding Jowy's hand. Riou choked back a sudden laugh as memories of Princess Kamui and Frog Jowy and Bride Kamui with Little Groom Jowy came to mind, but then he sobered quickly.

Jowy had had a bride before. A real one. Jillia. Who Jowy and Riou had held crushes for their entire childhoods. Who Jowy had sacrificed to the Beast Rune, as witnessed by the entire Highland Army. Riou closed his eyes and sighed.

Do I try to warn him? But why would he believe a stranger's word over his own friend's? And if Jowy truly wants to move on and live here in peace, do I have the right to disturb that chance? But if something should happen, and I did nothing...

But there was no Highland here and he doubted Jowy would try to take over the city. He wouldn't, would he? There'd be no reason for Jowy to act as he once had as King... but then again, Riou believed there to be no reason to duel to the death for the Rune of Beginnings here, and yet that still seemed to be Jowy's desire.

Riou pressed his right hand to his forehead. Still cool to the touch. Bright Shield yet slumbered. It was a very, very long day.

"How long have you known Jowy?" he called out quietly to the amethyst eyed boy.

Kamui blinked out of his concentration, looking to the near-stranger curiously. "A few months now, I guess." A slight shrug. He really wasn't keeping track of time. Such things... didn't matter much in this place.

Once again, his gaze settled on his unconcious friend, expression still worried but soft and gentle. It was obvious he had come to care much for the older boy. "Why do you ask?"

Riou flopped down into a nearby chair, weariness from the day starting to seep through his body. For the three weeks spent in desperate search for a way out of the city. For the entire year long war that had proceeded it. Maybe he still yearned a bit for that curse that had erased his memories.

"I've known him for... twelve years," he said, gazing off into the distance. "But it's still hard to really know a person..."

Twelve years. Your best friend! Perhaps the closest person you've ever known, even more than Genkaku or Nanami...

He tapped gloved fingers against the armrest of the chair. Tap. Tap. Tap. Right hand and Bright Shield moving to some unheard melody.

"Has he told you about his past at all?"

"Not really." His attention didn't leave from the sleeping one's face. "But I haven't told him all that much about mine either, really. Not everything." Which seemed... odd. He wanted to know everything about Jowy, wanted that closeness, and yet... they were both holding back. Even the closed off Subaru had told him more of his tragic past than Jowy had. It was... weird.

"What was he like before?" Oh, he was curious, and if this other boy had known Jowy for so long, then... he would know almost everything, right?

"Growing up with him, he was kind and strong-- the stronger one between us. He was polite-- even refined-- bold and daring, but not wreckless, clever and... Someone who would always do what was right, who'd protect those who needed protecting, who you could always depend on, who was just, principled, loyal... at least I thought so."

Riou leaned back and closed his eyes, yet even so felt every muscle in his body tense. How to say this? It was going to be difficult-- perhaps even impossible to convey what he-- He didn't want to be here, doing this. He just wanted to lie down somewhere dark and forget this, forget that the entire year and war had happened.

Weak, weak, weak... gone from Dunan not even a month and it's leader has come to this? Riou sighed and opened his eyes. Enough running, at least for now.

"And then our youth brigade was attacked and destroyed by troops from our own kingdom. Lead by our unit leader and by our own prince. And then Jowy changed. Or perhaps I just never really understood him after all..."

Kamui couldn't help but muse on how that kind of sounded like Fuuma in ways (or at least how Fuuma had been before...): loyal, dependable, kind, and strong. Just an all-around good person. It made the mussy-haired boy smile a little, holding Jowy's hand a little closer to himself.

The smile was, however, short-lived. "Changed? Changed how?" Oh, how familiar that sounded.

Riou glanced over at the bed and felt his heart give a painful twist in his chest at the sight of Kamui holding Jowy's hand close. Was it really so long ago that it would have been him in that position?

"He changed into someone completely unrecognizable to me."

How much to tell? Enough to give a warning, but not so much to ruin all chances. Jowy deserved at least...

"We were the only ones who survived the attack. We were branded traitors and escaped through the countryside with my sister, gaining allies as we went, being pursued by our former prince who destroyed entire villages-- everything in his wake. We eventually took refuge within the capitol city of the nation which had once been our kingdom's greatest enemy, a country which was now taking the blame for what our own prince had done. And then--" Riou's voice stuttered to a stop. Had he ever really told anyone this? He couldn't speak of it to Viktor & Flik, the night that it happened, and after that everyone simply knew...

"And then Jowy betrayed us and killed the person who had given us sanctuary, returned to our mad prince and gave him the key that lead to the capitol city's destruction."

Why? Why?! That's something he could never understand. No matter how often he had asked Jowy in those fleeting meetings since their separation, he simply could never understand...

"And that is where our story begins..."

His eyes widened exponentially. Betrayal... yes, that was something Kamui was quite familiar with, but to think that Jowy...

It didn't make sense, really. Jowy had been nothing but nice to Kamui this entire time; well, aside from that one curse day. But that wasn't Jowy... right? He couldn't imagine the other teenager hurting anything or anyone on his own will, unless they had it coming. "He... maybe he had a reason...?"

After a moment, he looked to Riou, eyes very sad, "Does it get worse?"

"I suppose... everyone must have their reasons... for what they do. As for Jowy's...that's not something I could say or ever pretend to understand." Riou replied.

Does it get worse? Riou bit back the urge to laugh, it would probably sound a bit more than hysterical. That's where it began...

"You're his friend-- and he deserves the right to tell you his side first, at least. I don't think he would lie to you." Not lies... But perhaps not quite tell the whole truth... "But if you ever want to know the full story from the other side, I can be found on the network quite easily." On the network, if not in person.

Riou tilted his head so that his gaze met the other boy's, golden-brown eyes to deep purple. "But be careful, Kamui. In the best of times, Jowy may be everything as I once described him. But if push comes to shove, he will sacrifice anything, he will kill anyone, and no bond of love, or blood, or friendship will stand in his way."

Kamui looked away, still holding onto Jowy's hand, but obviously very hurt. Jowy might turn on him, just like that, if the right situation presented itself. He might try to kill him, just like that. Just like Fuuma. Why did he seem to be drawn to these sort of people? Not that... it mattered that much, not now: no matter what, he wouldn't be able to detach himself from Jowy. Just like he couldn't detach himself from Fuuma, even after all his twin star had done to him.

Perhaps it would be his own devotion to his loved ones that would bring his life, and the world, to an end?

"I... I see."

Riou felt his heart clench again at the obvious distress of the other boy. Jowy had spoken of remaining within the city and if that was what his childhood friend truly wanted, Riou did not wish to ruin his chances at a new life.

Even after all this, I want... I don't want...

But Jowy had also spoken of killing everyone within Dunan Castle, of no regrets, even with Jillia only a few weeks dead by Jowy's own hand. Riou couldn't simply turn a blind eye-- perhaps, he hoped dearly, this warning would come to nothing at all in the end.

"I hope you never have cause to believe this warning and that you never have to see that side of Jowy. It's possible here in this city, with no Highland and no shadows from the past-- "

Except the ones that the capricious city deities keep drudging up...

"...possible for a new beginning and second chances. But if you are determined to stay with him, there is one more thing you should know," Riou said as he turned away from Kamui, from watching Jowy laying so still upon the bed.

He carefully lifted his right hand from the chair-rest and held it in front of him, his eyes gazing past--through-- his dark glove.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Did he believe in fate? That was almost... a stupid thing to ask, considering how much of Kamui's life was supposively seeped in it. No, he hadn't believed at first, had rejected it all, but in the end... it just caught up with him. He couldn't seem to fight it, no matter how hard he tried.

"Like I've had much of a choice." He winced a little at how bitter and biting that sounded, that not having been his intention at all. "Why?"

Riou didn't answer Kamui's question. Not quite yet.

"Has Jowy told you anything about the rune he bears in his right hand?"

"Rune? No, he hasn't..." Even though Kamui had seen... a bit of it first-hand during Jowy's fight with Lyra and Kamui-kun. Not that he really knew that was Jowy's rune or anything. He didn't... know much about the powers of Jowy and Riou's world in general.

Actually, now that he was hearing about all this, he was realizing how little Jowy had told him about anything. He didn't know him at all, did he? Really, that thought kinda hurt, in a way. "He hasn't told me... anything..."

Riou continued to stare at his gloved hand and began to recite...

"In the beginning, there was darkness.
Then, the darkness shed a tear.
From that tear, the brothers Sword and Shield were born.
Shield claimed it could defend against any attack.
Sword claimed it could slice through anything.
The brothers began a legendary battle.
At the end, both Sword and Shield shattered.
Sword became the sky, Shield became the earth,
and the sparks from the battle became the stars.
As for the jewels, they fell to the ground and became the True Runes--
The runes that all other runes were born from."

All Kamui could do was look at the other curiously, not sure what to make of his words. It sounded like something from a storybook. A legend. But... was it real for them?

Riou removed his right glove and showed the bared hand to Kamui, the crimson and gold shield that scrolled across its back gleaming faintly with its own inner light.

"This is Bright Shield counterpart to the rune that Jowy bears-- Black Sword. They are opposites, protection to destruction, renewing to conquering, chaos to order-- two broken halves that together would form the Rune of Beginnings which controls the power of creation in our world.

Their purpose is to destroy each other and in so doing, be reunited as one again. They are the runes that judge war and they will drive their bearers to battle, destined for opposite sides, until one of them is dead. That is the will of the runes and the fate of their bearers. Supposedly." Riou said and finally tilted his head back, looking towards the still figure upon the bed, upon the figure's bare right hand.

"But... I don't believe in fate. At least not like that. The situations that Jowy and I found ourselves in... they were determined by our own choices, not just twists of fate. Everything... was our own choice. Even this end." Riou pulled his glove back upon his hand and the soft reddish-gold light that had been suffusing the room faded away.

"I don't think it has to be that way... but Jowy..." Riou paused and sighed.

He was outnumbered, three to one. Bright Shield, Black Sword, Jowy, all them calling forth for this duel. Well, he was used to being outnumbered.

I will be strong enough.

"He seems to think this duel is inevitable. He refuses to seal the runes away-- although I rather need the use of Bright Shield myself back home, but... I know there must be another way. I don't want to kill him, but I can't allow him to kill me either. There are people back home who are... depending on me. But... it doesn't have to be that way.

His rune-- Jowy's-- may be draining his energy now. Probably after he uses it, as it's not a healer like mine, but... maybe even other times too. I think I may have convinced him to try surpressing the runes or... maybe he's simply patronizing me. But, I can't watch over him. Not like you. Staying too close to him like this... that may be tempting fate too much, even for me. But-- he is your friend, right? You have faith in him too? That he'll be strong enough to not succumb to the rune..." The smile that Riou directed at Kamui was tinged with sadness.

It doesn't have to be that way. I don't know how, yet... so...

So, for the moment I run.

Or I would, if I had the energy to get out of this chair.

Jowy had regained consciousness shortly after Riou had begun his speech, but chose to remain unmoving in order to hear more of what his old friend had to say. "That's a bit over-dramatic for you, you know, Riou?" He sat up, wincing slightly at the dull pain on his left arm and on his right hand. "The rune's not doing anything right now, either. I didn't use it."

He regarded Kamui with a self-conscious look before turning away, embarrassed. "You... didn't have to worry so much, Kamui--" Kamui had been holding his hand all this time and in all honesty, Jowy didn't know what to say to that.

He didn't know what to do either after all that Riou had said.

It wasn't that Riou had exaggerated. Jowy believed what Riou had said were not exactly far from truth but... it hurt to be reminded of what he was--

It almost brought back Luca's laughter... taunting, true.

First thing Kamui did was jump up, hands letting go as he blushed. "I... I'm sorry." This was akward, but not only because of the position he had been in. He could... feel the tension in the room now, especially between these two, and he wondered to himself if he needed to leave. Maybe they wouldn't want him here, but...

What if they just ended up getting in a fight? What if Jowy was hurt? What if Jowy killed...

No, he wasn't going to think about this now. Or rather, he was going to distract himself, at least for the moment. As brief a moment as it would be. "Are you... okay now, Jowy? Do you hurt anywhere? Can I get you anything?" He lightly touched the other's forehead, as if checking for fever.

Jowy shook his head and gave Kamui a strained smile. "It's nothing. I'll be fine," he told Kamui sincerely. "You two... brought me back here?"

He gave Riou a silent look and wondered about what drove the other to help him.

Riou gave a little start. So, Jowy was awake. He should leave then. But that would require him to get out of the chair first. So maybe a bit later.

"Really? And here I was told I could be quite inspirational at times, if rambly. Anyway, sacks of potatoes don't get to say such things. And what exactly was this sack of potatoes doing running around in the middle of the forest in the middle of the night?" he replied dryly.

"What were you doing running around in the middle of the forest in the middle of the night, then?" Jowy fired back in a clipped tone.

Uh... awkward. The two were kind of sniping at each other, and here Kamui was, just standing around, fidgeting, and trying not to look too uncomfortable. He really should leave?

"Um..." he kinda butted in, feeling bad but at the same time not, "you two aren't about to get into an argument that will lead to a fight of epic and bloody proportions..." Blink, blink; Kamui's eyes wide in a 'I'm not sure how to deal with this' way. "R-right?"

"Me? I was chasing wild geese of course! And who said I was the one who found you, anyway?" Riou leaned back in his chair, comfortably resting his back while also keeping a wary eye on Jowy's right hand.

"And no, this is about normal for us," he replied to Kamui.

Besides fights of epic and bloody proportions would also require him to get out of the chair.

"You mean we've done the fight of epic and bloody proportions and my army lost," Jowy said nonchalantly before seemingly dropping the topic and turning to Kamui.

"You were still little today, I remember..."

At least Kamui was somewhat reassured that the slight arguing wasn't cause for concern, but the comment about him when he was small...

God, how he hated his blush reflex. "N-not talking about that." He plopped down on the bed again, sitting with his back to Jowy and his arms crossed. He was actually pouting a little as well, for added effect. "All of that? Never happened."

"So Kamui isn't my bride anymore...?" Jowy teased lightly, almost unthinkingly.

Damn it, and now he just HAD to bring up the bride thing. "Shut up!" Kamui tried to sound threatening, but with his face now buried in his hand to hide his brightening blush, it just sounded whiny. What the hell was with him and Jowy getting involved in these 'marriage' things anyway?

"I don't like you at all," he whined again, this time on purpose and playfully; shoving Jowy lightly. The mood... could use lightening, even though all those things he had been told were still in the back of his mind. He would ask Jowy about it all later, in private.

For now, he just... didn't want Jowy to be stressed...

Jowy smiled. "Nobody likes me anymore-" he said jokingly before sighing. "I have some tea, I think--" He purposely avoided looking at Riou as he carefully got on his feet on one side of the bed. Perhaps, Riou had been right and their runes were beginning to act up in their bid to drive its bearer to a long-postponed duel. Though injured, he had bound his wound adequately, and even if the 'ghosts' had become difficult they hadn't tried to hurt him again.

The urge to flee was steadily building within Riou. In a different setting it could have been cute. It certainly would have been embarassing. It was probably a simple joke...(or was it?) But a churning heat in Riou's chest whispered How long has she been dead? Jillia. Three weeks since he arrived here and then until the end of the war that had marked her death. Not even two months.

You got over her death rather fast, didn't you, Jowy?

He was very tired.

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Buwah~ Originally with the wrong SN x_x;;;;

Ha! I thought vampire!Kamui was coming for Riou for traumatizing X!Kamui...

He might just do that! XD After he guts Seishirou?

As long he takes down Sei first! Sei's after Riou for taking flowers from the tree when chibi...

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