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I AIN'T A KILLER | open.

Who ⬤ samatoki aohitsugi

deathrespect & you
What ⬤ april catch all, including event prompts ( only a million years late )
When ⬤ throughout april!
Where ⬤ will be noted in the headers
Content Warnings ⬤ aphro/nsfw prompt, violence/blood; slight cannibalism reference

01.) HANAMI.

//////////////////////////////////////////////// CHERRY BLOSSOM GROVES ////

( Sometimes Samatoki stays away from food; even back in Hakagemachi he was prone to avoiding it after a certain incident with the ramen shop there.

Still. Nothing seems off here, as far as he can tell, and his Oni has taken to goading him about eating. Just fuckin' do it. I shouldn't have to look after you like this.

Yeah, yeah.

He ends up getting a bento, sitting beneath a tree in the name of people-watching as he eats. Some time through the process of careful eating, he's stricken with a need to get up and— )

Fuck — my bad.

( Samatoki finds himself standing in front of someone before he can realize he's even up; the display must be bizarre. He shakes his head, feeling strange in his head and his limbs. This happens sometimes: the Oni inhabiting his head seems to meld with him, making it hard to discern who's doing what.

There's warm feelings for the person in front of him, warm feelings he doesn't feel so bad about. )

Hope I didn't freak you out. This, ah, happens sometimes.

( He mumbles the last part a bit. )

02.) HOT BATHS.

//////////////////////////////////////////////// TAMAMO BATHHOUSE ( NSFW ) ////

( Where the warm feelings of the bento wore off after he left the groves, the effects of the whiskey he'd downed don't seem to be going away any time soon.

He feels hazy; there's no sign of Genkei in his head, and it seems that's been happening more frequently as well. Where it used to be unnerving at first, now it's fine and even welcome — he doesn't need Genkei's input while he makes his way into the brothel.

The sights and sounds give him something of a pause in his typically quick and sure movements. Can't stop watching others playing together. At least, until he gets so riled up he needs to get under someone now.

With little clue as to how he got there exactly, he does find himself underneath someone in one of the rooms. His awareness crashes into him, pulling apart from the other with only a small measure of confusion.

Can't argue with this much. )

03.) A NIGHT PARADE TO REMEMBER.

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( Fighting is what Samatoki's good at, feels like, but as the confusion and chaos and violence wears on, he finds himself shot through the thigh and the ribs.

It's not nearly enough to stop him, but the person with him seems to think otherwise, insistent on him backing off and keeping out of the chaos.

He's belligerent about it, of course. )

Aye—fuck you, let me get back in there!! I'll take your fuckin' head off if you don't—

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[Sheliak was napping next to one of the spectral trees. He felt strange, like all of his worries were slowly flowing down a stream. He should hold on to a few of them. It was too risky without them but he didn't care. When he heard footsteps stop next to him, he felt a sudden warmth. His brow deeply furrowed and he opened one eye with an annoyed pout.]

I was sleeping you know.

[Despite the sharpness of his voice there was a hint of something gentle in it. He was glad Samatoki was here and he grudgingly sat up with a dramatic sigh.]

What do you mean it happens often? Do you suddenly walk up to strangers other than me?

[Was that jealousy in his voice?]

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Er — nah. Black out a bit, I mean.

( He shakes his head, a blush crawling across his face. )

Don't worry about it.

[Sheliak's eyes narrowed with concern. He also had an unfortunate habit of blacking out but only under very specific circumstances and it was more like a deep sleep. He never lost time while he was wandering around like Samatoki seemed to. Samatoki's blush distracted him from his thoughts. He shyly glanced to the side, his own cheeks coloring slightly. With a small huff he stubbornly turned back to him.]

Well unfortunately for you I am worried so...sit with me.

( The blush is cute. Endearing. How can he say no?

A now-small part of him would normally just boot someone in the face if they tried to boss him around, but that part isn't as loud as the one telling him to listen. So he does. )

I'm fine, promise.

( He means it; this feels pretty good.

He's sitting opposite Sheliak, but still close. )

Don't think I caught your name, though.

[Normally Sheliak would be scandalized that Samatoki thought he was cute. While he was the perfect son and heir, Sheliak never asks for anything for himself but he didn't have to be so obedient now. He could take off his mask with Samatoki. His eyes narrowed slightly as he felt a twinge of disappointment when Samatoki didn't sit closer. Even under the influence of these warm feelings he was hesitant to admit what he wanted without a push so he stayed silent. Instead he studied Samatoki for any sign of deception.]

It's Sheliak and I'll hold you to that promise.

[Sheliak looked confused for a second. I was strange how safe he felt with this person when he didn't even know his name. He quickly brushed that annoying thought aside. He didn't want to question it and risk losing this so soon. His concerns could wait.]

I didn't catch your name either.

Samatoki. It's good to meet you.

( The statement feels strange; he doesn't really tell people that in the first place for one, and at the same time it sort of feels like he knows Sheliak in a way. Such is the comfort he feels in turn. )

You sure you're ok? You look a little bothered yourself.

[Samatoki. The name sounded foreign like most of the names here but it felt comforting, like a light in the darkness. The unfamiliar festivities around them looked more colorful now with Samatoki by his side.

Sheliak didn't try to hide the hint of concern Samatoki saw. He liked being seen without his mask and he responded with a soft chuckle as he threw Samatoki's own words back at him, a teasing lilt in his voice.]

I promise I'm fine.

[He meant it and he refused to jeopardize his precious time with Samatoki by questioning things too much. He laid down, turning his body so he could still see Samatoki as he relaxed with a content hum.]

You are more important. It can wait.

( More important, huh?

Samatoki thinks vaguely of a time when he would have agreed with Sheliak. He just offers him a smile instead, warm and something like inviting. )

I won't question it, then.

( If only for the sake of the feeling of the spell they're under.

He shifts closer, thinking for a moment and speaking with more ease than he has in months. )

Guess this place ain't all bad. The lifestyle's familiar to me, but ... The downtime like this was nice then.

[Sheliak smiled a little when Samatoki moved closer. It still wasn't close enough though and he hesitantly moved his arm closer before he thought better of it and disguised the action by rolling on his side as he listened. He closed his eyes with a purr like hum.]

It is nice.

[He hadn't realized how much he needed this. The ease in which Samatoki opened up was infectious and Shelaik's brow furrowed as the opinions he had held back since he arrived cautiously slipped out.]

It's better than being being hunted but the lifestyle here is loud and obnoxious. It is similar to the life I lost I suppose and yet it's also completely different. It's confusing.

[It made him question things, which was a dangerous thing that he didn't want to do.]

Hunted?

( This comes as a whisper, disbelief coloring his words red. He wants to pry with that too, but decides again to keep them under the spell. )

Eh ... I'm a yakuza from where I come from. This is nothing new ... ... Okay, most parts of it are, but yakuza is yakuza.

[Shelaik tensed when Samatoki echoed his words. He hadn't meant for that to slip out. He didn't want to think about that. Dedicating himself to his clan kept those painful memories at bay so why did he have to bring it up now? His eyes narrowed sadly as he looked up at the night sky.]

The world isn't kind to monsters.

[That was all he wanted to say on the subject and he quickly turned away from the cursed stars.]

Tell me more about you.

( It's plain to Samatoki that this discussion is best left shelved.

With a few beats of silence at Sheliak's grave words, he continues with the question. )

Heh. I'm not the best at talking about myself anymore. Used to hype myself up like I was the greatest thing that ever came out of Yokohama ...

[Sheliak's grave attitude broke with a sudden amused chuckle.]

That makes two of us. Unfortunately that makes it more difficult to get to know you better.

[Which was fine. Sheliak liked a challenge he considered his options with a curious hum.]

Are hobbies safe?

[Not that he had many of those but it seemed like a good place to start.]

Hobbies are safe.

( He considers. )

Gotta say I don't have much time for 'em, what with me hopping dimensions like this. But I love music. Hiphop and rap and some EDM mostly. Was a waka gashira of another yakuza clan, so I worked more than I payed, y'know?

( His laugh is a little sardonic. )

How 'bout you? I bet it's more interesting than keeping a bunch of my youngbloods in line all day, hah.

[Sheliak instantly lit up at the mention of music. Although there was a hint of sadness in his smile, it was temporarily overshadowed by his curiosity. He wasn't familiar with those kinds of music. He was also curious what a waka gashira was but Samatoki's question distracted him. He hesitated for a moment with a weak chuckle.]

Not really, unless you consider being paraded around to impress everyone interesting. Although I have to admit, I enjoyed proving the fools that underestimated me wrong.

[Sheliak continued with a casual shrug.]

When I could get away from everyone's tedious expectations, I enjoy chess and well, it may sound strange but I enjoy sleeping, usually underwater, although that's not possible here at the moment.

[Sheliak sounded frustrated but he pushed it aside and leaned closer to Samatoki with an excited smile.]

And we share a love of music, although I've never heard of the kinds you like. Tell me more about them.

( Paraded around? Samatoki wants to ask about that, but decides to humor him instead. Hobbies are safe to discuss; prying into his past might not be as much.

Either way, it's evident they come from very different places. He hums in thought, toying at the hem of his shirt. )

Mm ... Easiest way I can explain it is ... it's sorta like poetry. Focus is on rhyme and flow more than melody, y'know? Some of it hits hard. Some can be easygoing, too.

( Then the stuff he knows is weird. )

A big point of where I came from was ... battling other groups with this kind'a music. See who was better with coming up with it on the spot. 's called freestyling.

( A weak sort of laugh. )

It's weird. ( And it gets even weirder. ) But I was good at it.

[The life of a noble wasn't that interesting and besides, that part of him wasn't allowed in his secret escape. It was the only time he could be himself and his noble affairs were not invited. Sheliek comfortably leaned his head in his hands with a intrigued hum, his smile growing brighter as he listened.]

So the poetic ballads have changed into a musical battle of wits in your time? Sounds fascinating. Unfortunately it sounds like you need a partner for this type of music, otherwise I would ask you to sing me something.

Ah, yeah, you got it. Sometimes people do solo songs, it's not all battles. Sometimes it's nice to show off. I have a few songs like that.

( His face heats up at the admission, however.

A weak chuckle, lowering his gaze. )

Maybe some other time I can demo something, heh.

[Sheliak didn't want to wait. How could he after such a cute reaction like that? Spurred on by his curiosity and love of music, Sheliak hesitantly moved closer. He rested his head on Samatoki's lap and looked up at him with a charming smile.]

Some other time is too far away. What do I have to do to convince you to sing for me?

[His face grew hotter as his confidence started to waver. He usually wasn't the one to make the first move like this.]

( Samatoki startles some at the movement, but Sheliak's head on his lap is more than welcome. He laughs lowly, then. )

How can I say no to a smile like that?

( Cue the first verse and chorus of a certain song; his voice is low and quieter than he might've performed it onstage. )

[That laugh certainly helped and Sheliak relaxed with a softer smile. Sheliak closed his eyes when Samatoki started to sing. His eyelids twitched with his initial surprise at the unfamiliar style but as he became more immersed in Samotoki's soothing voice and the engaging rhyming his mouth quirked up into a faint smile.

He waited until Samatoki finished singing before expressing his satisfaction with a purr like hum.]

It like it.

Thanks, hah. Wasn't expecting that, especially without my division backin' me up.

We can put on a show.

( He wishes they were here, but ... For now, it's just him and Sheliak. And that's nice in its own right. )

Don't suppose you're used to the kinda stuff we put on.

[That earns Samatoki a smack on the head from Norimune's folded fan.]

Kid.

[He really doesn't want to use the boss voice, but Samatoki's bullheadedness might asks for it at this rate.]

And you think you can fight in your state?

I got more in me!! Gotta take 'em out—

( Despite the smack and the sternness of his friend here, he attempts to get to his feet. )

Calm down.

[In this chaotic situation, he wouldn't know how well Samatoki can fair. With a quick movement, he points his fan at Samatoki's throat, almost touching the skin.]

If you can't fight in your current state, you'll just be a hindrance. Especially when your leg got hit.

[That gunshot to the thigh... likely would affect Samatoki's movements the most.]

( His quick, shallow breathing begins to slow. But only slightly. The sounds of chaos down the way are mangling his brain: he wants to be doing more.

His agitation sets his jaw, claws ripping into the fabric of his pants. )

Well what the fuck am I supposed to do?

Look around. There's plenty of things you can do to help.

[Such as the panicking mass of youkai. In this situation, Norimune decided he can give more clearer suggestions. They don't have a lot of time for games and guessing.]

Leading the crowd, helping the injured get to safety.

[Which are important and admirable jobs to do.]

If you want to throw yourself into a fight... it's your choice if you want to push yourself to go alone.

Fuck, all right. Let's go, then.

( Samatoki manages to get to his feet and, though the urge to get into the fray is there still, he's now tuned in to the sounds of screaming. Of pain and confusion.

He staggers a little with his injuries, sucking in a deep breath. The wounds are healing, but not quickly as they used to. )

Oi, get your injured to me! We're gettin' outta here!

[Good, the young man can still be reasonable. Samatoki's voice draw some attention, mainly from the youkai closest to them. Norimune, too, start to speak up. Loud and clear.]

Follow us, we'll lead you to safety!

[There's some brief hesitation, before the nearby youkai listens. One of them is helping their injured companion walk over towards to Samatoki.]

( Get out of there they do, although Samatoki is slowed down from his injuries. The others are in rough shape, too, but they trudge along with the sounds of chaos and strife growing more and more distant.

He feels like he can breathe a little easier when they reach something approximating a good distance from it all. )

Ain't there ... A hospital around here? A few blocks down, I think?

Yes, there is.

[One of the youkai following them also speak up, confirming Norimune's words. Norimune smiles and nods. While he did try his best to memorise the important, vital locations, it's good to have it backed up by a local.]

Just a few blocks away, we can keep going.

[It's a solid motivation, driving their tired crowd to keep moving.]

[ ...This sure is some deja vu he's feeling right about now, because maybe this is another sight he has seen here at some point. Regardless, his response is just as harsh all the same.

Especially given he also has seen this face around before. ]

Do you want to die?

[ In fact, he thinks the male is injured worse than what he's seen from anyone else who has been unfortunate enough to get themselves in such a position, so he doesn't even think it too impossible. He's not even considering allowing him to go back in the fray at all. ]

I ain't gonna die just from this.

( But his breathing is shallow, ragged. He clenches his fist, beating it hard against his knee in frustration. )

Shit ... Can't let this be it ...

Idiot. Your wounds say otherwise.

[ ... ]

If you don't want to die like a dog, you'll come with me.

[ He'll reach out, though for Felix it's more like thrusting his hand forward, intent on trying to make the other take it. ]

( He takes the hand without thinking, pulls himself up to his feet. Felix is stronger than he appears, Samatoki knows that much, so he can put his trust in him a little.

But he staggers with the pain, swearing. )

[ Felix decides to still hold on and then move to put his arm over his shoulder if he will allow that so that he can help steady him. ]

Hold on and let's get moving.

[ He will wait for the other to gain his bearings before beginning to step forward. ]

( He allows the support, but his insides burn up the more he has to steady himself. The more he has to go slow.

This is agony. )

Shit ... I need to do more ...

[ Meanwhile, he's keeping a close eye on the crowd, ready to strike down any potential hostiles if they dare come close enough. ]

Like what, stay alive?

[ Felix is clearly vigilant about the man doing something foolish in his current state. Luckily, due to him being around a lot of the chaos he by now knows where a medical facility is, so he's going to focus his attention on retracing his steps towards that. ]

( This is bringing back old wounds from the depths of his brain, from the last place.

He breathes in and out, deeply, trying to steady himself through both kinds of pain. )

I dunno. Head's fuzzy. ... Place's fucked.

[ They're at least getting closer to a medical center! Though, Felix does feel a little bit of worry at the other's words, and with how hard he's breathing.

It's not often he has had to carry someone so wounded somewhere. ]

Keep it together. We're practically almost there, understand?

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( He grunts in response, having to lift his leg a little higher to step over onto the sidewalk; they get to the medical center, which seems to be full already. )

Shit. Can we just steal some bandages and bounce. It's ... it's not that bad.

( Liar! )

You're unbelievable.

How is it not so bad? You look like literally trash. Sit tight, got it?

[ Felix hails down some staff, who come over since even though things are busy, checking in is still something that can be done immediately. ]

See to him as soon as possible. I refuse to let him bleed out after dragging him all the way here through the chaos. Or hand me bandages and I'll see to it myself.

[ The staff member looks at least disagreeable since taking care of the wounds will require more than just bandages, so the woman lets him know that they'll get right to him, hurrying off to talk to a few others who have some supplies. ]

Been called worse for less.

( He sets his jaw, not entirely being fond of being bossed around by anyone. But Felix is right; he needs help.

After a few moments of waiting, of focusing on his breathing, he's calm ~~and dissociated~~ enough to seem better, at least. A few nurses roll up and usher him back into one of the rooms. Samatoki looks back to see if Felix is coming too. )

Oh really?

[ Felix, please.

Anyway, once the nurses come right up, Felix gives them looks as he goes to fall in step with them—a sight easily seen when Samatoki glances back. ]

I may as well ensure that they do their jobs decent enough. For obvious reasons, this place is still far too foreign for my liking.

[ At the very least, Felix will ensure he's close-by the room itself. The nurses are in too much of a hurry to dissuade the young man from standing near, though. But once they've got gotten the other man ushered properly in, they get to work immediately. ]

( Samatoki doesn't utter his thanks to Felix, but he will. Soon. Probably.

They make short work of it after a barrage of questions, and he's soon on his way back out. Wrapped up, a crutch shoved under his arm. )

... Don't think I'll need this. ...

( He breathes in deep, wincing from the pain in his ribs. )

Maybe I spoke too soon. Fuck, I hate this shit.

That's what you get for being so careless in the first place.

[ Definitely not the nicest thing he could've said but he's terrible at that.

After this Felix sure is going to need to buy some new clothing, but that shouldn't be too much of a problem. ]

So make sure you use the damn thing properly.

All right, all right.

( He'd rather not hear about his failings anymore than he already has to. He'll heal. It'll be ok.

Probably. )

... Thanks, man.

[ It better be!! He is not too keen on watching him die. ]

Hmph. No need for thanks.

I was in no mood to watch you die pitifully, that's all.

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I AIN'T A KILLER | open.

01.) HANAMI.

02.) HOT BATHS.

03.) A NIGHT PARADE TO REMEMBER.

Hanami

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sorry I'm so late

you're ok!!

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sorry I'm so late

it's ok! :v <3

thanks!

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the snail returns!

i am ever patient <3

A Night Parade to Remember

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night parade;

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