No Where to Go. [Open~]

Kiku gasped, "N-No! N-N-No-No! I p-promised I would ne-never take it off!" He wailed out, reaching up with his fingers to try and loosen it, but it failed, only tightening further. He felt tears of pain stream down his cheeks, he let out a scream at the horrendous pain as the chain began to cut into his neck.

"Well your breaking your promise!" Kiyoshi exclaimed and he pressed the tip inside a loop of the chain and twisted it, being careful to not cut kikus neck. He broke the link off after several curses and a small cut on his own finger. It fell away from his neck and onto the bed with a chink.

Kiku laid on the bed, breathing heavily as he necklace was torn off. He stared up at the ceiling for a moment before he sat up and leaned over the bed, seeing it laying on the floor. He reached down and grabbed it. The chain was dripping in blood. He reached up, feeling his neck. It had ended up embedding itself into his neck. Kiku sighed pulling the engraved silver plate from the chain then slid it in his pocket. He laid back down, blinking slowly as his gaze remained up on the ceiling.

Kiyoshi was sucking away the blood that was dripping from his finger. "What the hell was that necklace!" he whispered fiercely as he licked away blood from his finger and watched him place the engraved tag into his pocket. "Whos Takuya!" (sorry if I slept it wrong. Or said the wrong name.)

(LOL you said it right, dont worry)
"Nothing important," Kiku whispered, not able to meet his gaze. He knew Kiyoshi could probably tell he was lying at this point, but he didn't care. Kiku didn't want to talk about him. He had made excuses to whoever questioned him about it for as long as he could remember. Kiku closed his eyes, feeling a few tears stream loosely down his cheek.

"You just about suffocated to death.. Just tell me." Kiyoshi whispered as he looked at Kiku sadly. "Please.. I'm worried." He felt like his heart was cracking, Kiku was hiding stuff from him and even though they only just met not even 2 days ago, he still wanted to know what as on his mind.

"He was just... a person I knew a really long time ago. That I was really close too," Kiku whispered softly, his voice filled with pain. He closed his eyes and blinked away the remainder of his tears. He let out a shaky breath, really not wanting to say anything. "Seriously, Kiyoshi, don't worry about it," He murmured, "It's not a big deal."

Kiyoshi didn't want to give up, but the way Kiku let out his shaky breath, and the pain in his voice, made him just give in and grow silent. He sighed and rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, wincing when he stood. "If you say so.." He whispered.

Kiku sat up as well, the crumpling plastic really starting to annoy him now. He rubbed his aching neck, then looked over at Kiyoshi, who was standing. "Are you going somewhere?" He asked softly, frowning lightly.

"I need to walk around. My chest is hurting." He whispered as he shuffled his feet lightly, looking at him. "Is your neck ok?" He whispered as he looked at kiku with a worried expression.

"Yeah, it's fine," Kiku murmured softly, then looked up at him with a soft frown. "Your chest hurts?" He asked gently, concerned. "It shouldn't... I healed it so it should only sting. There must be a sliver or a piece of rock embedded inside your chest. I'll look at it again and double check. Take your shirt off," He said, reaching in his pocket and fishing around for his sphere.

Kiyoshi gulped and looked at Kiku wearily before he slowly pulled his bloody shirt off, wincing as he did. He looked down at his chest to see the small wound to still be bleeding lightly, but barley noticeable. Kiyoshi slowly sat down beside him, hissing as he did.

Kiku pushed him onto his back gently, then climbed on top of him to get better access to his chest. He sat on his pelvis, blushing slightly at the awkward position. He leaned over Kiyoshi's chest, and rubbed his middle and index finger over the black sphere, the soft blue light absorbing back into his fingertips. He looked up at Kiyoshi briefly for a moment before he turned his gaze back down to the small injury above his nipple. He pressed his finger down onto it gently, applying a tad of pressure. He concentrated, then the light immediately turned red. Kiku smirked as the light faded and a stream of smoke floated up from the injury. Kiku then looked back up at him with a smirk. "All gone," he smiled softly, rubbing the injury gently with his index finger.

Kiyoshi sighed as he looked up at kiku with a relieved gaze. "That feels a lot better." he whispered, feeling like his chest was lifted lightly from a burden. "you and your magic." he whispered

Kiku smiled down at him. "I'm not that good," Kiku murmured softly, cupping his cheek with his hand and stroking his cheek bone. "I have alot to learn. I only know the basics. So don't go running around with a gun pointed to your head, randomly pulling the trigger and hoping its not your round, because I can only heal minor injuries." His tone was soft and soothing. Kiku then looked down at Kiyoshi, his cheeks turning pink as he realized he was still sitting on his pelvis. He rolled off slightly, then sat down beside him. "Tell me if it starts to hurt again," he told him.

Kiyoshi nodded quickly and sighed as Kiku got off of him. "I'll remember that the next time some creep walks up to me and whispers in my ear to watch my back." He whispered as he looked up at the ceiling

Kiku smiled, "Good plan," he commented, laying down beside him. He laid on his back but had his head tilted toward the opposing wall. He sighed, tapping his fingers tightly on his tummy. He closed his eyes, relaxing. His neck was still sore, but that was far from his mind.

Kiyoshi stared up at the ceiling for god knows how long, going over what happened at the bus stop. "Did you see that guy? the one who walked up to me at the bus stop?" He whispered, turning his head to the side to look at kiku.

Kiku nodded slowly, "Yeah, but I didn't really pay any attention to him." He responded, his voice still soft, "I was feeling very downhearted and being selfish, I wasn't paying attention to anyone but myself." Kiku murmured, sitting up again. He pulled his pink hair from his face and pulled it back with a deep sigh.

Kiyoshi didn't say anything but pulled kiku down onto the bed, pulling him up so his head and shoulders were on his own chest. He hugged him and sighed "That was my fault wasn't it?"

Kiku blushed softly as he was pulled down on top of him. He didn't respond to Kiyoshi's comment, for he didn't know how to answer. He had been upset for Kiyoshi not feeling the same about him, but wouldn't say it was his fault. Kiku let out a deep breath, closing his eyes and he rested his head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Kiyoshi stayed silent for awhile and soon felt himself fall into a deep sleep. He didn't move much, only his head or a leg once in awhile, but he did grumble in his sleep as nightmare's flooded his vision.

Watch your back, Akuma. played throw his mind and he whimpered lightly.

The arrow, piercing through my breast, the feel of falling, spiraling towards the ground. Then the impact on pavement, all so very fresh in my mind.

Kiku sighed when he heard Kiyoshi fall asleep. He lifted his head up, and looked at Kiyoshi. He got off of him and rested his head on the pillow beside him. He pressed his hand to Kiyoshi's cheek, and tilted his head so he was facing him. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. Kiku kissed his nose softly, his cheeks a gentle shade of pink. He wrapped his arms around him and pulled Kiyoshi into his chest, closing his eyes as he drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning Kiyoshi awoke to darkness in the abandoned warehouse. He sighed as he turned his head, only to find out that he was pressed against kiku's chest, hence the blackness. He blinked, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as he slowly slid of kiku's arms and quietly rolled off the bed.

Kiku felt his only heat source begin to slip away from him and he opened his eyes, grumbling. He reached his arms out, snaking them around Kiyoshi's waist and pulling him back down onto the bed, snuggling against Kiyoshi. He was still half asleep, not realizing what he was doing.