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二十二 (Accidental Voice Post, Japanese)

[The communicator is turned on with an audible click, and the following snippet of conversation can be heard taking place between Haruka and Kantarou.]

Why wouldn't you let me to take you there?

They would just be needlessly concerned.

This is mostly my fault...

Don't be silly, I should have actually spoken with Subaru-kun first and learned more.

...Does it hurt? That scar...

...I'm fine...

I'll go get some bandages.

...Thank you.

Try to rest in the meantime.

Don't worry, I'll be fine in no time~

Hm. [A door closes with a soft creak, and then Haruka can be heard leaning back on a part of the wall nearby with a light thump before slowly sliding down.] Tired...

[A few fingers brush up against the comm as he takes it out of his pocket.] Che. That was hardly satisfying.

[Click.]

[[ooc Seishirou and Kantarou had a spiritual battle in the graveyard. Haruka and Ice also fought with them. The end was a draw--all parties injured. Haruka carried Kantarou back to their room in the high school, though tired and injured himself. He's currently resting against the wall outside of the room Kantarou is staying in for what he hopes will be just a few minutes. Also, from the conversation above: Italics = Kantarou.]]

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Any small victory is still a victory, Haruka...

-With that, he leaned in just the slightest bit...enough to place a light kiss on the other's cheek-

[Though weak, Haruka still found it in himself to blush at that kiss.]

I don't understand... Weren't you angry with me?

...it did not last, apparently. Perhaps I was only angry because I was...afraid.

[Haruka fell silent. He expected to be called an idiot for fighting, or for getting hurt. It wasn't supposed to be...

His eyes went to look down at the floor. He understood the meaning of those words clearly enough.]

...

I'm sorry...

...-Testament's hand seemed to tighten about Haruka's, as if fighting back an emotion...one he wasn't certain he understood just yet-

...

I have already forgiven you, just...

I can't ask you not to fight. After all I did, it would be selfish and hypocritical of me.

You...

[He looked at the man sitting next to him, before his face became passive. Why was it so simple for him to say such things? Why didn't he mind the presence and the mild pain of those tightened fingers? It was all so beyond him...]

...

[Silently, Haruka leaned to one side and let his head rest on the Gear's shoulder. Bare, soft and cool, he pressed a soft kiss over curve of the skin in passing before letting his hair brush against it.]

Let me stay like this for awhile. I'm so tired...

Then I'll be able to do what I must.

-Testament let out a slight, pleased shiver at the sensation. It recalled both carnal and romantic things in his memory...but this he was far happier with.-

Do what...you must?

[He sighed softly, not sensing the shiver from the Gear. He was content using him for a pillow like this.]

Bandages...

It hurts, for... both of us...

[His breathing started to slow, as he could feel himself being taken in by the drowsiness and his own blood loss.]

Allow me to dress those wounds...I promise to be gentle.

You would...

[With a grunt, he shifted to sit upright once again. His fingers loosened from Testament's hand and he fumbled with the buttons on the front of his jacket, trying to undo them.

It was an attempt that only made him feel more sore, and he hissed from the slightest pain that traced back to his shoulder. He couldn't be any more annoyed, or embarrassed... He would have to ask him for another favor.]

I'll... need your help for this.

Hmm?

-Testament looked over, and it quickly became apparent what it was Haruka needs help with. He tried to keep his smile gentle...he wouldn't mind helping with this at all.

Silently, he began to work the buttons, tenderly sliding what cloth away that he could-

[He didn't know how to feel about this, letting Testament help him undress. But he helped however he could, moving and shifting his body so that his jacket could be pulled off, and then the shirt underneath was unbuttoned.

As the white shirt fell of his shoulders, a red crimson stain went with it. A gash had formed in his left shoulder, not deep but long, as if he was cut by some kind of crude ax-like weapon. (Who knew a sign post could be so sharp with enough force behind it.)

Haruka looked away, trying not to pay attention to the pain, or the fact that Testament could now see him topless. ...But they were both men. He wondered why he cared at all.]

-There certainly was something...carnally beautiful about Haruka right now. The blood, the sweat, and the musculature of his body all seemed to send messages to Testament, filling him with temptations. But he had said he would dress the wounds, and he would focus on doing so.-

The bandages, please.

[He took a deep breath. Not only was he feeling painful and uncomfortable, but get chilly too. That and the Gear was taking him in with his eyes... or maybe he was just overthinking things.

He was too weary before to do the work himself. Carrying Kantarou had taken a lot out of him.]

Look in one of the drawers over there.

[He gave his head a quick turn, gesturing over to an old teacher's desk pushed over toward the far wall.]

-Testament was swift to retrieve the item in question, returning to Haruka and kneeling before him. He motioned the other to lean forward-

Is there anything here to clean the wound with?

[Haruka blinked, following as the man directed and leaning forward to expose his shoulder more.]

Only water.

No alcohol at all? Water will not do, in fact it may increase the chance of infection. In absence of all of that, however, I may make use of your...erm...well, your urine.

[From the face that Haruka made at that suggestion, you'd have thought that the Gear just grew a second head.]

T-the clinic is just down the hall! Or... you might be able to find something in that closet next door. ...I never looked.

[It wasn't bad idea. Only... a bit too extreme for his tastes. They weren't exactly in dire straight here.]

-He goes up to check the closet, hoping for both their sakes that a worst case scenario wouldn't come to pass. Lo and behold, there was a canteen of the "battery acid" within. Excellent.

Back over to Haruka, he dabbed some onto a piece of bandage, tenderly going about cleaning the wound.-

[Haruka stayed in place while Testament went to go and see what he could find. Honestly, he didn't know what to expect, and blinked when he noticed the canteen in the man's hands as he returned.

He sucked his breath in with a hiss as the fluid was dabbed onto the wound, causing it to sting and throb. Gritting his teeth was just about all he could do about it.]

Shhh...it's alright, -Testament spoke in a soothing voice, gently patting away until any possible infection bubbled away. Wiping away the alcohol, he began to wrap the dry bandage about Haruka's arm, bringing it about the shoulder to keep it tight. Once he was done, he tied it off. He moved back slightly, as if to give Haruka room to test his movement-

...

[Haruka made a face. He didn't need to be coddled like that. As the pain died down in time, he simply watched the Gear's hands at work in silence.

When Testament was finished, he stretched his arm out, bending it different directions to test his shoulder. At least to know how to manage it with the least amount of pain. Satisfied, he nodded back with a smile.]

Thank you...

[He reached over to take his shirt in his hands, eying the bloodstain. With nothing else to wear, he was about to put it back on.]

-Oh how ones reason can lose to instinct in the flash of a moment. Even one so well programmed like Testament would lose that battle when presented with the proper temptation. As Haruka moved to place the shirt back on, Testament moved a hand to stop him. He gently redirected him...moving to straddle him just slightly.

He would keep the tengu warm another way.

Slowly, he pressed his lips to Haruka's his kiss both loving and hungry-

[Haruka looked up, surprised. His lips parted, as he was about to ask why the Gear stopped him, but his words were caught audibly in his throat as Testament went to straddle him.]

You...

[His words were cut short as his lips were caught in a kiss. His eyes widened, but then as those soft lips lingered there, he grew more comfortable with his face growing hot.

Gently, he reached over and wrapped his bare arms around Testament's waist, pulling him close. Never parting for a moment.]

-Testament's hands wrapped about Haruka's shoulders, fingers entwining in sweat-thickened hair. The heat of the moment was growing intense...and Testament could feel himself growing hungry for the other. He had no idea what had come over him, but he wasn't about to stop-

二十二 (Accidental Voice Post, Japanese)

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