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When; June 8th. Just after midnight.
Rating; PG-13, maybe? Dunno yet!
Characters; Kamui (fateisabitch) & Jowy (for_destiny)
Summary; Ho'snap, are they actually going to have an argument? Maybe... maybe...
Log;

Click. Kamui flipped the channel of the living room TV once more, trying to let the sounds and pictures blank out his mind. Too bad it wasn't working so well. He was... curious and a bit worried at the moment: Jowy had left so abruptly hours ago, carrying his staff with him, saying no more than a mention of going to practice.

Of course, Kamui was used to Jowy wanting to practice, but... this had to have been the first time he hadn't invited Kamui to come along. Also the first time they hadn't said proper good-byes to each other, and... it was worrisome. Kamui just hoped Jowy would come home soon. He wanted to know what was going on.

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When you keep things inside, you don't realize you've accumulated so much until it's simply... threatening to burst. There was never a reason to burst before. Anger and other kinds of emotions and thoughts towards and about Riou and Nanami often found its way out back then. They got to each others nerves sometimes, naturally, but eventually they usually found a way to talk to each other about it. Frustrations stemming from his unloving step-father and half-brother found a sympathetic ear in his mother. Even when he was on the Highland side, where pressures ran high and threatened to catch up to him, there was Leon Silverberg and, sometimes, Lucia, to listen and sometimes to help.

Within the perimeters of the city, there was no one now to talk with like that. Though the friendship between him and Riou was curiously redeemed, it was far from the tight bond it had been before. There was, or rather, had been Freyjadour, but the Falenan Prince looked to have found a way back. To be honest, Jowy hadn't noticed until now, however embarrassing the fact was. There was his lover, of course. Kamui would no doubt eagerly listen to his problems.

However, Kamui was a part of the problem. Jowy didn't want to make Kamui feel miserable.

He still did not wish for Kamui to feel any miserable but Jowy was on the verge of bursting. The things had piled up and he was already beginning to think of things that he knew he shouldn't be thinking, yet, that is. He knew there was no such thing as an infallible relationship but he had never really tried talking about all this with Kamui. It would be unfair and hurtful, and extremely selfish of him to follow spur-of-the-moment thoughts without actually doing some work.

Didn't they say they were trying to see if this relationship worked? If he never talked, if he gave up, if he did nothing, then it would not work at all.

He arrived back at the door of his apartment covered with sweat and dirt. Was it an hour or two he had been sparring on his own or almost against his own thoughts? However long it was, his mind was clearer. He'd already made a list of things to bring up on his way back and he was ready. A shower could wait too. As he gripped his staff in one hand tightly and hoped for strength, he pushed the door open and declared his arrival to Kamui with a subdued smile and an apology.