ChrissiChii Posted November 22, 2013 Share Posted November 22, 2013 Hands off! Name: Mori Kazuki Age: 21 Race: Human Height: 1,76 Appearance: He has blackish-brown hair and olive green eyes Character: He lives alone therefore he is very independent; he's blunt and very kind but only to people who are kind to him too. He likes to cook, mostly for more people but due to the fact that he lives alone he can only cook for one. He often feels alone but he takes it in stride and does something against it (as example he likes going to his work, ge goes out to socialize etc.). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amai-i Posted November 22, 2013 Share Posted November 22, 2013 Name: Isamu - Age: UNKNOW - Appearance around 18 Race: Incubus Height: 1, 82 Appearance: He has black hair with shades of blue and dark green eyes. When his demonic instincts take over, his eyes turn signal red and two small horns grow out of his forehead. Character: Isamu is really kind to everyone but if you once pissed him off, he can get dangerous for you. Always acting like a 'cool kid' but actually he just tries to survive on the streets, where he lived since he was a little boy. He doesn't know anything about his past or his stock and, hence he still believes that he is human. He is childlike and very receptive to everything. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChrissiChii Posted November 23, 2013 Author Share Posted November 23, 2013 It was a normal day as always. The sun was shinging bright in the clear sky. Kazuki was on his way home from shopping. Working wasn't that hard today it rather was fun to talk to his colleagues and having something to do. At home he mostly kept himself busy, there was nobody to talk with and sometimes even nothing to do. Everything was better than being alone at home. Therefore he went a long way round to watch all the people passing. He always did this as a diversion. As he walked down the street he saw a man laying on the ground. His body was covered with wounds and he looked feeble. There weren't many people around but those who came along just looked at him confused or just passed. Immediatly Kazuki sped up to come to his aid. ''Hey.. can you hear me?! What happened?'' Hysterically he pulled the injured stranger up and started to shake him. ''Come on... wake up!!'' Never before he got in such a situation and due to the fact the man was taller than him it sure wasn't easy to carry him. But he had enough willpower to at least try it. So he pulled him up and carried him on his shoulder. It wasn't easy but still doable, so he carried him all along the way home. As he finally reached his small flat he laid him down on his bed. He vented a sigh and sat down on a chair near to the bed. It would have been cleverer to bring him to a hospital but without hesitation he brought him to his flat. He looked down on the bruised body. ''I hope he will wake up...'' While waiting anxiously he asked himself what happened to the black-haired man. Who could do such wounds and above all why? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amai-i Posted November 26, 2013 Share Posted November 26, 2013 After a long period of darkness, Isamu began to see again what just happened.. he fought against two faceless silhouettes for a whole packed melon-bun.. the next think he saw where two long horns and claws rapidly ripping his arms and shoulders to get what they desired.. With a loud gasp for air his battered body jolted up to a upright position. His dark green eyes began to hysterically surveying the new environment. Where The hell was he? .. Who brought him in here...?! pressing his back against the wall he noticed the smaller brownish-haired man, sitting on a chair at the bed Isamu just laid in.. Who the hell was this man?! And even more important.. were THE FUCK was his Melon-bun?! .. His green orbs staring at the other motionless men.. ''Who-.. Who are you..?'' the black haired asked fraught with tension. He looked down on himself and noticed his non-patched up and still bleeding wounds.. just in this very moment the actual pain shoot sharp through his arms and his torso. Isamu cringed and gave a howl with pain.. ''What happened to me?.. Was it you..?'' the wheezy voice of the wouned man sounded.. It was warm and comfortable in this bed.. he was never allowed to lay his tired body into something that soft like this.. ''Hey-.. I asked you something.. don't just stare at me as if you were surprised about me being able to talk.. '' He hissed at the smaller male.. What was he thinking who he even was, huh? Bringing up in here and then acting as he were a monster or anything.. everybody looked at him with disgust at the streets but never that shocked.. The skinny man was still totally confused.. without any memory of what happened before he woke up in this bed and nearly starving Isamu tried to stand up, but though his injuries he wasn't able to do so.. so he just sat himself down again and stared at the other male, waiting for him to answer his questions.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChrissiChii Posted December 19, 2013 Author Share Posted December 19, 2013 While waiting for the other to wake up Kazuki didn't do anything else than looking at him. Will he even wake up? He was still breathing but the injuries looked really bad and there is often not a great chance to survive it. He sighed as suddenly the blackish bluehaired woke up. Immediatly he was filled with happiness, it was a great feeling to see the other one alive. But instead of saying something he just stared at him. He even ignored his questions, not because he didn't want to answer them rather by the reason to see him alive. After a while he shook his head realizing he was almost paralyzed because of the other one. ''I'm sorry... I just didn't thought you would wake up this fast.'', he said carefully. After all the green-eyed thought the injuries were made by him. ''You shouldn't stand up right now... Your injuries have to heal first.'' He really had to collect himself first so he took a deep breath to come down. ''Okay... First my name is Mori Kazuki. I found you lying on the street in this condition I don't know what happened to you and I thought you could tell me. I brought you here, it's my flat. '' After telling everything so far he turned around to his cupboard and got a first aid box out. ''I'm sure this wouldn't help that much but.. maybe we can bandage the smaller injuries. We'll need to go to the next ambulance soon. '' Kazuki understood the confusion of the taller one, he would act like this too if he were in this situation. While opening the first aid box and searching for the right bandages he started to ask him out. ''So.. what's your name? And wheere do you come from?'' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amai-i Posted December 19, 2013 Share Posted December 19, 2013 Finally the smaller male started to talk to him. This was like a relieve for the wounded boy. Now he knew that he wasn't in danger anymore. ''... Funny name. Why do you even got two of them? I am Isamu.'' He was confused by the fact that the foreign but kind man had two names. The black haired was completely dumb in fact of living in a civilization but well, nobody ever taught him how to. ''I come from outside, from the streets were you've found me. I have no memory about who or what did this to me, to be honest.'' The pale boy answered and laid himself back on the bed, continuing to stare at the other. ''I don't want to go anywhere. It hurts when I move.. and I can't afford anything but living on the streets and fighting for stuff I found there. So.. I think I'll stay here, since you've bought me in here there is no reason for me to leave this place.'' Isamu explained cheekily while having a broad grin on his face. It was hot.. his jacket was not needed in this flat so he took it off and threw it on the ground but this wasn't enough. So he decided to take the blood tinted T-shirt off as well presented his bare upper body to the brunette. A cut was going across his chest and besides this won't some older scars from former fight were visible. Only from looking on his chest you cold tell what a hard live he lived on the streets but he was still able to smile and trust. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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