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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 21:45:17 GMT -5
Kisshu glared at her. "I don't need your help," he said, grumpily. He turned away, grabbing the cake mix box. Glancing over the instructions, he poured the mix slowly into the measuring cup and glanced at the numbers. That looked about right... Dumping it into the bowl, he read over the instructions again for the amount of water to add. "Right... Okay..."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 21:50:13 GMT -5
Alice giggled as he stomped away. "Kisshu...I love you." She teased. Poor thing. She probably shouldn't torment him like that, but it was revenge for the past couple days.
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:00:35 GMT -5
Kisshu bit his lip hearing her words. Suddenly, as if it mattered, hundreds of thoughts started coming to his head. As he poured the water into the bowl, he said out loud, "I don't deserve the tone that you just gave me while saying that."
It was too good for him. He was completely beneath her.
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:03:45 GMT -5
Alice blinked, crossed her arms over her chest, and tapped her foot with an eyebrow cocked and her eyes narrowed. "Um, no. I think not. If I'm not allowed to be emo, neither are you. And I swear to God if you don't cheer up, I will force you to."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:07:10 GMT -5
Kisshu grabbed a mixing spoon from out of one of the drawers and jammed it into the mixture. "Don't give me that. You know it's true. You're thinking about it as well, aren't you? How rude I've been to you this whole time, the way I've forced myself upon you like some common... human."
He had an extremely tight grip on the handle of the spoon.
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:11:35 GMT -5
Alice sighed and started backing him into a corner. "I swear to God, Kisshu...." She blocked it off so he couldn't move away or avert his eyes. "First off, I kinda like how you get all..." She trailed off, unable to find a word. "Secondly, I wasn't thinking that at all. I love you, and that's that." She stared him straight in the eyes. "And thirdly, I swear to God that if you don't smile in the next ten seconds, I'm gonna tickle you until you can't move."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:15:27 GMT -5
Kisshu's frown melted into an awkward gaze of shock. "You LIKE it when I hurt you?!" He gasped out, his hand falling to the counter. "What are you, sadistic or something?!"
His cheeks were now completely red. What the hell was wrong with this girl?!
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:18:03 GMT -5
"Not you hurting me so much as your attitude. And you have five seconds." She told him, being completely serious. "Oh, and the term is masochistic, darling. Sadistic is when you like hurting others."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:26:17 GMT -5
Kisshu rolled his eyes, a small smile growing on his face. "Masochistic then."
Sadistic was what he was. He felt a pain growing in his chest as he thought about the disturbing joy that hurting others brought to him. Though he knew it was wrong, at the same time it seemed right when he was doing it. "Ugh... I've got a headache..."
He turned around, his face in his hands, so as to hide the tears that were forming under his eyelids.
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:29:23 GMT -5
Alice rolled her eyes. "Kisshu, just how many times do you think I've used that excuse?" She told him. She sighed, and began tickling his sides. "It doesn't upset me. I love you as you are. You say I'm being foolish when it's me but you're allowed to be like this? I think not." She shook her head. "No you're not. So I'm just not gonna stop until you admit that I'm right."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:35:19 GMT -5
"I am masochistic though..." He said, quietly. "It's insanely stupid, but it's a disease of the mind that I have, I guess... I can't be sastisfied unless somewhere along the way you beg or you cry." Lowering his head, he clenched his hands into fists. "I'm so sorry, Alice..."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:43:44 GMT -5
Alice stopped tickling him and gently put her hands under hs chin, forcing him to look her in the eyes. She saw tears there and it broke her heart. "Kisshu, let me tell you something. All my life I've been the outcast; the one no one wanted. I spent my entire life being told by the boys that I was never attractive enough, or that I was too weird or whatever. They had me convinced that I would always be alone." She stroked his cheek with her thumb. "Kisshu, you may be a bit of a sadist, but you actually give a shit about me! No one's ever done that before and-!" She sighed, tears forming at the sight of his pain. "You take all that hurt away. Kisshu, when I'm with you, I don't have the nightmares that have haunted me every night for the past three years. So, I think that begging or crying for you sometimes is a small price to pay."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:46:05 GMT -5
Kisshu gritted his teeth together. A bit of a sadist. "God damn it..." He exhaled. "God damn it..."
She just didn't get it. He was DANGEROUS, and she didn't seem to understand it. Two tears dropped from his eyes down to his hands, gently absorbing into his skin. "Alice, I--" He bit his lip as he spoke. "I don't want to hurt you..."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 22:54:08 GMT -5
Alice held her love close, wishing she could show him what had always haunted her mind before him. The things that terrified her, the absence of sound or sight or companionship. "You won't. Not that badly. I know you won't. I can feel it." Tears began to drip over the rims of her eyelids. "Please don't leave me!"
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 22:56:34 GMT -5
Kisshu could feel the tears stinging against his skin as they absorbed into his shirt. He placed his hands on hers and lowered his head. "I could never leave you... The question is... Can I keep you alive long enough for you to have a future? Alice, it's like... there's this side of me that really wants to harm you... I don't know if I can keep that part sustained for very long under certain circumstances. You know that..."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 26, 2009 23:01:19 GMT -5
Alice kissed his forhead, then his cheek, and deperately sought his lips. After a few seconds she pulled away. "Tell me what you feel right now Kisshu. At this moment. What do you feel when my lips touch yours?" She demanded. "You love me, right. Then I know that you won't kill me. I know you won't Kisshu." She pulled him closer. "I can take a little pain, just as I know you would for me. So, please..."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 26, 2009 23:05:11 GMT -5
Kisshu kept his eyes shut even when she pulled away. "Right now... I'm feeling many things... Pain... Hurt... Self doubt... But most of all..." He pulled her upward into a tight embrace. "I know that I want to be with you. The love for you is overcoming all of this, and that's what causes the other three. I love you so much it hurts, one could say... It wasn't even like this with your leader."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 27, 2009 6:03:22 GMT -5
"I love you too!"" Alice assured him, loving his embrace and even more so the fact that he loved hermore than Ichigo. "And I will stay by your side throughout everything that may come." She breathed him in lovingly. "So please, Kisshu, don't feel this pain. Know that this is what I want, more than anything. Know that I forgive your for the past." She tilted her head up, gently kissing his throat. "Know that I am happy with you, and I love you just the way you are, and I would never ever be upset with you for being who you are."
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 27, 2009 17:53:53 GMT -5
Kisshu's eyes softened as the sound of her musical voice rang through his head, lucid and reassuring, as if listening to the perfect song. He smiled a crooked smile, leaning his head in to kiss her hair. "Mmh..." The fingers on his hands twitched as he felt the skin on her neck, soon to her shoulders. "You're such a silly girl, you know that? How you can be so attracted to something like me is truly extraordinary."
His smile never left his face, despite the sarcasm in his tone.
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 27, 2009 18:07:52 GMT -5
"Whether you realize it or not, you're insanely sexy." Alice admitted, past the point of embarrassment now. After what they had shared, it would be dumb to feel self-conscious now. "Now, Mr. Sexy, are you going to finish making those pancakes? I'm quite hungry." She smiled, happy that he was seeming at least a little cheered up now.
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 27, 2009 18:13:45 GMT -5
Kisshu shrugged, grinning at her previous comment. There was something about the crooked smile held on his lips that may have hinted embarassment, but also may have suggested cockiness. He moved to the side, an arm extended towards the stove. "Be my guest. I have no clue what to do from here."
With a gentle look in his eyes, he took her hands into his. Before he spoke, he had to look down. There was an obvious difference between the two, and it stuck out like a sore thumb just by looking at their hands. Alice's were full and dark compared to his, a hint of pink making the warm touch only that much more satisfying; While Kisshu's were long, cold and pale white.
"Will you teach me?"
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 27, 2009 18:23:51 GMT -5
Alice gasped teasingly. "What's this? The big strong man of the house is asking for MY help? Somebody alert the media!" She giggled, feeling so comfortable with him. She led him by the hand to the stove, only releasing his hand because she had to. She finished the batter, showing him how to do it as she went. She then poured some into a pan, showing him how to make the actual pancakes.
Even as her body went through all this busy work, her mind strayed, thinking of how it felt to be with Kisshu. He was like an addiction she couldn't deny. Like a drug she couldn't quit. His touch, his taste, his smell...everything about him held her there, captivated. All that they were, all that they could be, flashed before her eyes and she knew without a doubt that this was where she had always longed to be. "Being with him is as easy as breathing." Her distraction caused her to speak aloud.
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 27, 2009 18:31:05 GMT -5
Kisshu stood behind her watching her work. It amazed him, the precision and ease she portrayed while doing what he could only wish to do. He watched her with wide eyes until he heard her whisper in a single breath, "Being with him is as easy as breathing."
Out of instinct he bit down on his lip, but the tension slowly faded away to a soft smile. He placed his hands on her hips, his chin resting on her shoulder. "Oh, yeah?" He exhaled back. "I could say the same, but it's not quite as easy for me. Breathing too easily could harm such a small figure, you know..."
Kisshu wrapped a cool arm around her waist, taking in the heat that her body gave off. "Mmh... As delicate as a winter flower yet so beautiful and strong..."
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Post by Kylie M. Caboose (Kyichu) on Jan 27, 2009 19:22:37 GMT -5
Alice's eyes closed as her body automatic moved closer to his. "Kisshu..." She whispered. How had her life gotten so perfect in the matter of a mere day. He called her small and frail, but she knew he did so with endearment. And what's more, he said she was beautiful and strong as well. Realizing that the pancakes had once more been abandoned and that she was melting all over him like butter, Alice switched back into teasing mode. "You're a creeper, aren't you?"
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Post by Izzy-Lark on Jan 27, 2009 19:31:28 GMT -5
"Maybe I am a creeper, but you love it."
He spun her around with gentle hands that held an irresistable force. The pancakes could wait. Blood boiled underneath his skin, burning up into his lips as he pressed his own against hers. His hands knotted into her hair, clutching her to him. At the same time, his lips parted to breathe in her natural scent that he had no capability of identifying. When he finally pulled back, his golden eyes pierced into hers behind the naturally green bangs.
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