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呉島 貴虎 | kureshima takatora ([personal profile] heavenlydecree) wrote2014-09-19 10:58 pm

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[If there was one thing Takatora was sure he should have learned by now, it would be how to keep his life in perfect running order. He had been the head of Yggdrasill's Research and Development branch from the moment he'd left high school and even before that, his father had kept him on a tight and strict schedule, never a second unaccounted for or left out of place. Unfortunately, with all of Takatora's scheduling and trying to squeeze an extra hour into every day, he still felt as though he never had time for anything, let alone everything. Even his weekends left little time for himself, though Takatora was also painfully aware of his obsession with triple-checking everything under his command and bringing such weight onto himself. He couldn't allow for errors.

His morning routine started a bit later on the weekends, if only because Takatora knew he had to catch up on sleep at some point to make up for running himself ragged. Getting sick was something he couldn't risk. The usual morning routine went by quickly: dragging himself out of bed (he'd never become a morning person, as much as he wanted to), showering, getting dressed, checking for any news or alerts while he had been sleeping. Thankfully, nothing important had happened during the night. Takatora always lived with the fear of something awful happening while he was asleep that he would be unprepared for, but every morning brought the same temporary relief. For now.

Takatora headed out of his room after an hour or so, still checking his phone as he made his way down the hall and towards the stairs. Ryouma already wanted to talk to him about something, which was mildly surprising as Ryouma rarely (never) got out of bed so early, which meant he'd been up all night again. Stepping past one of the maids, Takatora spoke a return greeting to her as he continued on, paying more attention to typing out messages than his surroundings.]
grapeeater: (the fool.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
There's no need to be sorry.

[He strokes Kouta's hair and rubs his neck comfortingly, trying to calm him down a little.]

Shh... I'm here. I'll keep you safe, okay?
hanamichi_on_stage: (students who are pressured)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[The petting and loving attention just makes him start crying harder, but he buries his face in Micchy's shoulder, trying to quiet himself because he doesn't want his sister coming in to ask why there's so much noise.]
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
It's okay... it's okay...

[Well he's getting Kouta snot all over his shirt, but whatever. He can deal with it.]

I'm here. I've got you. You don't have to worry about anything, Kouta. I'll fight for your happiness.
hanamichi_on_stage: (or an internet cafe)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry...

[Which really seems to be the only thing he can keep getting out.]

I'm sorry I'm so weak... That I don't know what I'm doing... I'm sorry you had to start fighting for my sake...

[He clings tighter, whining as he spills out all of the stress he's been holding the last few months.]

I just want him to come back... I don't want any of this to happen... I don't want any of us to fight...
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
... No one knows what they're doing. And I'll... I'll find out what happened to Yuuya. Someone has to know. I'll see what I can do, okay?

[Kouta shouldn't have to suffer like this...]

People grow up, and they fight. Maybe not like we do... but all people fight for what they believe in. This isn't so different, really. Not in the end.

[... Hesitantly, he presses a kiss to Kouta's forehead, trying to calm him down.]
hanamichi_on_stage: (there was no time to rest)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
It still sucks...

[The kiss seems to calm him down. After a minute, he stops crying completely, wiping at Micchy's shirt with his hand to get the tearstains to try and go away. No such luck.]

Thank you, Micchy...
grapeeater: (the fool.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
I know.

[He rocks Kouta in his arms gently, patting his back.]

Try to sleep a little, okay?
hanamichi_on_stage: (will these things bring happiness?)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, Kouta seems a lot more relaxed at least, after getting all of that out. The rocking certainly helps to relax him.]

Okay...
grapeeater: (the hanged man.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
I gotta get up in the morning to get home, but I'm here for tonight, okay? Nothing bad's going to happen tonight. I promise.
hanamichi_on_stage: (dreams disappeared)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

[Kouta seems pretty convinced of that, nuzzling in against Micchy's shoulder and sniffling again.]

Thank you... Micchy...
grapeeater: (the chariot.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
You're welcome.

[He'll just... stay awake until Kouta falls asleep, and then fall asleep himself. Or try to.]
Edited 2014-09-26 05:40 (UTC)
hanamichi_on_stage: (to be number one)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully, it doesn't take too long to Kouta to fall asleep, clinging to Micchy. At some point in the night he had pulled away, writhed around a bit with a nightmare, then ended up tightly clinging to Micchy again, which is where he's left in the morning with the intent to sleep in rather late.]

grapeeater: (Default)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[As the morning sun filters through Kouta's window, Micchy groans and blinks. Where is he - oh, right. He carefully shakes Kouta a little. He needs to leave, but he doesn't want to just suddenly disappear.]
hanamichi_on_stage: (dreams disappeared)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[At first, Kouta just clings tighter (if that's possible), pulling at Micchy and muttering against his hoodie.]

... Yuuya...

[Aah... no. That's not right... Kouta stirs a bit, grumbling without opening his eyes.]
grapeeater: (the hanged man.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
... Sorry, but no.

[He pats Kouta a little and tries to sit up.]

Come on, Kouta. I have to get home.
hanamichi_on_stage: (will these things bring happiness?)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Okay...

[Kouta gives him another squeeze and then rolls over obediently, pulling the blankets over his head.]
grapeeater: (the fool.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[He smiles a little bit, and allows himself a moment of childishness by starting to tickle Kouta through the blanket.]
Edited 2014-09-26 06:25 (UTC)
hanamichi_on_stage: (students who are pressured)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[That gets a rather vocal whine from Kouta, who starts wriggling and then turns to bury his face in the pillow, curled in on himself.]

Micchyyyyyy...
grapeeater: (the magician.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, okay.

[He pats Kouta's back a little, grinning.]

I really do need to head out now though, okay?
hanamichi_on_stage: (dreams disappeared)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
... do you want me to go with you?

[It's spoken like 'please don't make me get out of bed but i will if you want.']
grapeeater: (the chariot.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[That would be a disaster.]

I'll be okay. I'll call you if I need anything.
hanamichi_on_stage: (everyone lives the same life)

[personal profile] hanamichi_on_stage 2014-09-26 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Text me when you get home to let me know you're okay.

[Kouta turns his head a bit to look at him.]

Kick that guy's ass if he bothers you again.
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-09-26 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
I got it.

[He grabs his bag and carefully heads out the door, making sure to close it behind him. He doesn't want anything to happen to Kouta or his sister. He heads out and changes at a nearby fast food restaurant before starting home, and sends a text to Takatora letting him know he's on his way.]