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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 22:42:35 GMT -5
The blond listened to the taller boogie in silence. Kristopher did not say anymore as he explained to Kristopher his reasons for things and spewing out facts. The blond did not like hearing some of it, but most of it was very, very true. It bothered Kristopher. A lot.
" such strong words for such a small child...I suppose not... not for this incident anyways..."
The touch to his head brought Kristopher back into reality and his green eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't like being refered to a child even if that was he was, he wasn't an adult yet, per say. But still it bothered him.
"It's words I plan to reinforce if needed." He remarked with much self esteem and confidence. Apparently, he was serious on that last note.
" Now you better get back to him, he's most liekly cried himself asleep..."
The blond blinked, he then looked lost for a moment if not bothered by the statement. What was he doing? Leaving Augusta alone like that! What a horrible boyfriend he was, without a word the blond turned on his heels and started back down the hallway.
" And Kristopher, if you really wish to do something for him, maybe taking over his duties when he is injured might be acceptable..."
"I planned to do that to begin with! I'm going to do everything he does." He called out as he walked away, stalking back to his room. Then, he disappeared around the corner.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 7, 2009 22:54:42 GMT -5
Augusta shifted lightly, his sleep was filled with black. He had no dreams, it was like how he was before he met Kris, only after he met Kristopher did he start having dreams. But he figured the pain was what was causing such blackness to consume his dreams. But he didn't question it.
He shifted again and slowly opened his eyes, the room was dark now, the sun had gone down and the moon had risen, the room was pitch black except for the light of a full moon shining through the window. He couldn't make out the shapes of anything, he he could see the door and the light coming from it (because of the many more windows in the main room.)
" K--K--Kris..." he said softly, he hadn't come back yet. Worry built up in Augusta's gut and fear started rising as well. Kris hadn't come back and Augy was scared. He wanted the blond to come back and be okay. Augusta slowly, but surely lifted himself up into a sitting position and leaned against the wall, he hissed in pain and tears welled up in his eyes as he examined the giant cut on his torso.
The dark-haired slave looked towards the door. " I--I'm scared..." he said softly as he felt tear swell up. He wiped his eyes only for the water to return. " P--please say he's s--safe..."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 23:17:40 GMT -5
The door in the main room opened softly and then closed. Footsteps echoed through the silent dorm as the individual moved about. After a few moments there was sounds of things opening and closing before finally light spilled into the room again.
Kristopher stepped into the bedroom, turning the lights on as he entered. There was no smile on his features. He merely looked at Augusta and sighed softly. How could he have left the man like that? In darkness, alone, and by himself while in pain. He was a bad lover. Slowly, the blond approached his counterpart, never saying a word. He bent down and carefully picked up Augusta in a bridal style. It was tough for the blond but he managed just fine, he stood and turned walking towards his empty bed. Then he carefully sat Augusta down on the mattress, blanket and all.
Then, the blond turned and left once again. The sound of things clanging came again and he returned moments later with a large bowl in one hand and a smaller one in the other. He sat the larger one down on the floor where all the blood was currently located. He took the smaller one to Augusta's bed side.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Kristopher looked at the small bowl of water and then at his hands. How disgusting. Shaking his head, he stood up and moved to the floor where he then got on his knees and started to clean the floor and getting the blood off his hands.
"Go to sleep." He said in his ever soft voice. "I'm not going anywhere."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 7, 2009 23:29:09 GMT -5
Augusta sat with his legs outstretched and he wondered if Kris was just going to abandon him here. But as soon as he thought that he cursed himself, Kristopher would never abandon him. He heard the door open and his teary eyes got wide, was it Kris?
There was noise and Augusta watched the doorway even though everything was blurry without his glasses. Then he saw a blond figure and knew it was his Kristopher. " Krist--" he said the boys name, but noticed the silence the blond was giving off. The room fell into silence and Augusta was surprised when he was picked up. He gasped slightly and hissed a bit from the pain, but mostly it was alright.
Then Kristopher left again. He hated this silence, he wanted to hear the blond speak. He heard Kris come back in and start to clean the floor. "Go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere." Augusta looked at the blond and the tears he had been holding back were set free. he didn't make too much noise but he sniffed and tried to wipe them away, but the effort was in vain.
" K--Kris I--I--I'm so s--sorry... I've u--upset you haven't I? " he said, getting the wrong message completely, " P--Please don't b--be upset! I--I can't h--handle this s--silence..." he said. He sniffed and wiped his face and then sent himself into a coughing fit from getting so worked up. He didn't stop coughing 'till he tasted more blood in his mouth... which he wiped away with the back of his hand.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 23:36:50 GMT -5
" K--Kris I--I--I'm so s--sorry... I've u--upset you haven't I? P--Please don't b--be upset! I--I can't h--handle this s--silence..i"
The blond cleaned his hands off in the large bowl without much thought and then sat on cleaning the floors as best he could. He didn't want to get nailed for having a dirty floor, but mostly, he did not want to be reminded of this night any longer. And so, he scrubbed the floor like a raging lunatic.
"Augusta, you did not upset me. So stop spewing nonsense and go to sleep." The blond spoke shortly but with a soft voice. He did not want to upset the dark haired male any further. He sighed softly when Augusta decided to cough up a lung.
"You are going to make yourself worse by talking." What was he supposed to say to the other? Im sorry for causing this trouble? Sorry I was impatient and now your nothing more then a mass cause of me? Hell no, that wouldn't work out very well and that would make Augusta even more upset. "Go to sleep." He said again, wringing out his rag and watching the red water drip back into the bucket.
With his back to the other, he put the rag back on the floot, cleaning. As he cleaned in silence he decided to him a small tone. It was one that Piper had taught him when he was learning to play the piano. Prehaps, that would settle the other down.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 7, 2009 23:45:00 GMT -5
"Augusta, you did not upset me. So stop spewing nonsense and go to sleep."
He frowned after that, this wasn't fair! Why was he getting the cold shoulder. He was hurt and scared and he wanted Kris over here and all the blond would do was get further away. Why was he being treated like this? He didn't understand.
"You are going to make yourself worse by talking. Go to sleep."
The impatient child grew up in Augy and he let out in a louder voice, " N--NO!"he shook his head as he sat up slowly, " I don't w--want to!! I--I don't care i--if I m--make myself w--worse!! " his voice lowered after that because talking that loud hurt, " I--I'm hurt, and scared and... and.... and y--you come in a--and give me t--the cold shoulder! I--I fell L--like I've d--done something w--wrong! " he paused and tried to stop the tears that were streaming down his face.
" P--please... I--I don't w--want to b--be alone... and y--you make m--me feel more alone t--then ever when you a--act this way..." he whispered.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 8, 2009 0:10:33 GMT -5
Kristopher sighed heavily then and ran a hand down his face, smearing the red tinted water on his face without thinking about it. "Stop being childish." Kristopher said finally after a long period of silence. "I--I'm just trying to get my own thoughts together right now Augusta. I am angry but not at you, right now I am just trying to work out things and its better when Im over here. Doing something and not sitting still. Don't you realize that?" He asked as he looked over his shoulder, staring at his crybaby lover.
"I am trying to redirect my anger on the floor." He then stood and made his way over to Augusta. He sat on the bed and made Augusta lay down and then put an arm around him. "You're not alone in this, trust me."
What a stupid thing to say. "You didn't do anything wrong. Not a thing."
"I did."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 8, 2009 20:36:54 GMT -5
He watched as Kristopher sighed and ran a hand down his face. He didn't realize that Kristopher was this bugged. He frowned slightly and stopped crying, he wiped some tears off his face and sighed. The Frenchman watched as Kris stood and forced him to lay back down. When he felt the arm around him, like a child, he wrapped his arms around Kristopher, with intention of letting go.
"You didn't do anything wrong. Not a thing."
Augusta was a bit confused, " y--yes I did... " he said softly, " I... I broke your desk..." he said softly, " and didn't get away from Jouhnin-Sama t--to come help you... I--I let Naelona h--hurt you..." he said. He nuzzled into the blonds neck and took in the smell. Maybe the reason he was able to fall asleep during all that pain was because the blankets smelled like Kristopher. " I--I'm supposed to p--protect you... I--it's my j--job..." he said softly, his breathing was still shallow and his voice still sounded a bit strained, but other then that he was much better now that he was bleeding on the cold floor.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 8, 2009 20:56:30 GMT -5
" y--yes I did...I... I broke your desk...and didn't get away from Jouhnin-Sama t--to come help you... I--I let Naelona h--hurt you...I--I'm supposed to p--protect you... I--it's my j--job..."
The blond said nothing for a long moment and let Augusta cling to him like a child. The blond shook his head, " Protect me from what? Getting bitten? I can handle that. I might not look it Augusta, but I can be a rather strong man when I need to be."
It was true, Kristopher could hold his own for a time, he didn't always need protection all the time. Kris leaned down and placed a small kiss on the top of the others head. "Don't worry about the desk, it can be replaced. But you can't be. I am upset that you got hurt. But I couldn't do a thing about it and that makes me feel bad." He paused then, "But I'll make up for it, I talked with your Master. I will be taking care of your chores while you are hurt and I will come back to tend to you as well."
He smiled softly then, his free hand running through his lovers short locks. "And next time, I will listen to you. The incident was my fault tonight no one elses."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 8, 2009 21:55:02 GMT -5
"Don't worry about the desk, it can be replaced. But you can't be. I am upset that you got hurt. But I couldn't do a thing about it and that makes me feel bad."
How touching. Augusta felt stupid though, he still didn't quite understand what the big deal was. Sure he got hurt, but it was all for Kris's sake. Augy's job was to protect and love and care for Kris, no matter what the cost. So he protected him, and sure he go into a pretty deep hole but, he got out right?
But all this confusing stuff always seemed to come from the blond one in this relationship.
"But I'll make up for it, I talked with your Master. I will be taking care of your chores while you are hurt and I will come back to tend to you as well."
Augy stopped, he felt like he was frozen, like the wall had dissipated and he was out in the snow. Why did he do that!? Was he mental handicapped?! " No! No!!! I refuse, Jouhnin-Sama doesn't need you!! And you can't go outside!!! IT'S WINTER, YOU GET SICK IN THE WINTER AND IT'S COLD AND.... AND! ... AND!!!! NO!!!" he said, his voice growing louder by the second.
he felt the hand run through his hair and he nearly growled at the blond, " you couldn't tell the difference between a Aerator and an Eductor if you were shown them and given a dictionary!! Plus you can't read and Energy Guide Label, or replace a circuit breaker! Hell, you don't even know what a Load Factor is!!" he argued, but mostly he didn't want Kristopher, his Kristopher, to be around Jouhnin at any cost.
Jouhnin was not one to be trusted.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 8, 2009 22:15:58 GMT -5
" No! No!!! I refuse, Jouhnin-Sama doesn't need you!! And you can't go outside!!! IT'S WINTER, YOU GET SICK IN THE WINTER AND IT'S COLD AND.... AND! ... AND!!!! NO!!! You couldn't tell the difference between a Aerator and an Eductor if you were shown them and given a dictionary!! Plus you can't read and Energy Guide Label, or replace a circuit breaker! Hell, you don't even know what a Load Factor is!!
The blond blinked a few times and looked down at his lover, slightly offended. "I can too read! As long as its around sixth grade level and has some pictures in it. I do have common sense enough to figure things out by looking at things." Plus there was always trial and error. He could learn to do what Augusta did, it couldn't be that hard to do. Really, if Kristopher could sew a man up in recorded time, surely he could figure out plumming!
"Plus, they make jackets for going outside. I am sure I'll be just fine." He waved off Augy's worries quickly. "It will keep me busy and to stay out of mischeif." He chuckled, wondering what Augusta will say next. "Not stop yelling before I ended up gagging you to keep you silent." He patted the boy softly on the shoulder then.
How bad could Jouhnin be? Really? It's not like he would be stalking him like Sin did.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 8, 2009 22:25:53 GMT -5
"I can too read! As long as its around sixth grade level and has some pictures in it. I do have common sense enough to figure things out by looking at things."
Sigh. Augusta just let it go, but he really wanted to be there to see Kris fail at it, because then he could help, but right now he was stuck in bed and in too much pain to move. He frowned though when the boy claimed that's what coats were made for. He was tired, " Your not gonna gag me..." he said darkly, " fine... that's it!" he said and grabbed the blond by the upper-arms and rolled the blond over onto the other side of him and then wrapped his arms around the boy tightly.
But it hurt a lot, so he had to hold back a lot of pain and grunted lightly. " Owch..." he said softly to himself. He cuddled up next to the blond and snuggled his face in the space between his counterparts neck and shoulder. " If you won't listen then I'm gonna hold you here forever... well... 'till I get better, and I don't care if I'm all bloody and gross... your gonna stay here with me..." he said defiantly, such a rebellious child. He was acting so foolish... like a bratty little kid.
But he just loved the blond too much to see him go.... not right now...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 8, 2009 22:33:17 GMT -5
" Your not gonna gag me..." he said darkly, " fine... that's it!"
"Hey! Don't do that you are going to hurt yourself!" The blond said in surprise a hint of annoyance. What on earth was Augusta thinking! The moron, Kristopher would of smacked up side the head just then, if Augusta wasn't injured that is too say,
"Owch..."
"What did I just tell you?" The blond moaned and shook his head softly. God, he was in love with a moron.
" If you won't listen then I'm gonna hold you here forever... well... 'till I get better, and I don't care if I'm all bloody and gross... your gonna stay here with me..."
Kristopher slapped himself in the face with his hand. Dear God, he really did love a childish idiot. "That makes no sense at all. Eventually you will have to go to sleep and then you or I will have to go take a piss. You will have to let go eventually. Cause I am not going to let you cling to be when I am trying to take a piss or shit." The boy moaned.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 8, 2009 22:39:05 GMT -5
"That makes no sense at all. Eventually you will have to go to sleep and then you or I will have to go take a piss. You will have to let go eventually. Cause I am not going to let you cling to be when I am trying to take a piss or shit."
Augusta closed his eyes and smiled softly. Kristopher had a point. " I'll sleep when I'm dead..." he said. And he almost laughed at the next comment but it hurt just to talk so he didn't think laughing would be a good idea at all. He let his hands slide down the boys back to around his hips. He kissed the blond's neck lightly, a peck of sorts. He then breathed in slowly and took in the smell of Kristopher. It was unique and Augusta loved it more then anything, even strawberries.
" What's the difference between that and what we were gonna do earlier?" he asked slyly, " Plus, I aint gotta go... so... it's gonna be all your fault if you leave me alone and I just happen to get up and walki around and hurt myself while your gone..."
What a sly bastard, he was gonna get the blond to stay with him, like it or not, Kris was his and nobody else's. Not Naelona's or Sin's or even Jouhnin-Sama's.
He'd kill all of them if they said anything about it anyway... and Augy didn't make threats, he made promises.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 8, 2009 23:34:06 GMT -5
Kristopher rolled his eyes at this, "Well you know what Augusta. I can stop you from moving." He chuckled as she snuggled against the older counterpart and smiled. "It's called rope. I will so tie you down in your sleep." Kristopher was serious when he spoke. He would tie Augusta down if Augy was making that kind of threat.
"I refuse to see you limping about and spewing blood everywhere as I go about and do some harmless chores. Seriously, you worry far too much. Now then, go to sleep. I am not telling you that again. Or I will knock you out myself."
But he said that last part of so lovingly.
[Sorry for the crap post]
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