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Post by Yasu on Feb 22, 2008 13:34:33 GMT -5
One month later...
Madoka, pacing from moment to moment with his thoughts and footsteps, looked up occasionally to glance at the faces of passer byers. They seemed to have beat him to the punch, always looking at him before they caught his attention. Was it the white hair, or the fact that he was just walking back and forth? "Maybe I'm just too sexy."
He smirked to himself as he turned back around, thoughts traveling back to Kuro. The slight crowd around the hanyou was seen at a distance, people leaving and coming to the boy to observe whatever marvel he was accomplishing. Madoka wouldn't venture too far, though. One, he sworn to it. Two, he didn't want to anyway. Kuro was always in his sights.
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Post by takakaratatsu on Feb 23, 2008 23:37:42 GMT -5
During his final finally, Kuro did a small gymnastics routine with a few back flips and front flips, a few hand sprins and hand stands, then ended it with a giant bow adn smile. Everything in his life had changed all around right in front of him. It was only a month ago that he had met his dear Madoka, and befriended him, only a olittle while ago had he found the life he had been missing. Fun, love, friendship, happiness were is soul, though the scars still remained. As always Kuro thanked the villagers that patted his back and gave him praise.
"Thank you, Yes thank you very much"
Grabbing the few yen that were placed in the pouch by his feet, Kuro sighed and dropped his head. Only a few hundred yen this time how am I supose to feed us both, hr thought to himself as the beating sun started to fall. Another sigh fell from his lips before he sat on the ground and attempted to plot out how to make Madoka think he wasn't hungry again. This had been the 4rth town and day since he had eaten because of the yen deacrease, and he had lost a lot of weight,, knowing madoka, a scolding was about to begin.
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Post by Yasu on Mar 11, 2008 7:52:27 GMT -5
A fading haze silhouette was left behind as Madoka reappeared behind Kuro. Pale arms wrapped around the sitting companion, Madoka keeling down to meet his height. The demon noticed Kuro's downcast expression, the hanyou's inactive frame of emotion. "You are troubled. Is there something in your thoughts you wish to share?" He tried to be as untense as possible, but within his own thoughts, he was restless. He knew Kuro was uncomfortable, troubled. He knew there was a problem that involved the boy's happiness. And it irritated him that he could do nothing unless Kuro himself admitted it.
What was most irritating, however, was that it felt as if Kuro had been taking care of him, rather than himself. It felt to Madoka as if his companion was taking the role as the caretaker.
No, he was suppose to take that role. He was suppose to be Kuro's caretaker, Kuro's guardian, Kuro's protector. He was supposed to make him happy.
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Post by takakaratatsu on Mar 13, 2008 5:54:35 GMT -5
Suprised by the sudden embrace Kuro's body flinched, something he hadn't done in a month and this troubled him even more then the money He was getting nervous again and he knew by the expression on Madoka's face as he turned and looked at his white haired companion that he could tell as well. Kuro attempted to smile and patted his friends hand.
"No nothing wrong" He lied while moving his surrounder's hands and standing up." why would there be anything wrong, Come on, let's get you some dinner and I'll eat later. I'm just not hungry."
Knowing that he was about to be scolded for not eating again, Kuro turned his back to his companion and slowly started to walk away. Kuro could feel his body get weak and a small tear fell down his cheek. He was lying again, he didn't want to do it but it was the only way to let his Protector eat.. Madoka got a few meters away before his body broke down and he fell to the ground in pain from hunger.
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Post by Yasu on Mar 13, 2008 8:20:21 GMT -5
"Kuro, no. You..." Instead of following after the hanyou, Madoka could only stand and watch, trying to reject Kuro's rejection to food. But he soon regretted that decision. "Kuro..." He breathed in the second it took to pass those few meters. He couldn't make it the the collapsing boy in time, his malnourished body hit the ground before he could make it to his side.
"Kuro, no. You must eat." The voice was calm, but the graphite eyes were riddled with stress and worry. With a nervous bought of emotion of his own. The street was empty, the previously surrounding people having seemed to dissapear into their own lives. A glimpse around slid that realization into his mind before returning sights to the boy. "Kuro, please..." With that, both bodies were replaced with fading haze, the originals ppearing in a nearby diner. It had closed but they were inside, the supplies open to their need. To his need.
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Post by takakaratatsu on Mar 15, 2008 13:54:18 GMT -5
Collapsed in Madoka's arms, Kuro wheezed and groaned. He was afraid that he had finally finished his life. Turning around in his companion's arm, Kuro opened his eyes slightly and looked up at his friend long enough to whisper that he was sorry and he lost consciousness. The darkness in his head was soothing and very quiet. After a bit, His dreams started to take over. Fire and blood ran through his head, showing images unwanted, unneeded to him. Twisting a bit more in Madoka's arms, Kuro Whined and sweat dripped down his brow.
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