We'll Meet Again.. {P} Someday

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    Loki sighed as he watched the kitsune limping as he walked his eyes glaring daggers at the back of man's head, he trotted beside the demon giving him a sideway glare. "Be careful, your just going to open the wound up, and I'm sure as hell not helping you this time, my debut is completed." He snapped flinching at his own harsh words before walking ahead of Findley so he couldn't see the male hurting himself.

    I thought he would've been happy when i said that the kiss meant nothing, but i can't take it back now. Besides, if Findley was how I truly felt he would be disgusted, hell even I'm disgusted with myself. I just need to remember that I'm going home soon I don't have time for this. Loki touched his slightly swollen lips his eyes narrowed tensing up quickly becoming more aware of his surroundings once he heard the sound of rain echoing off the walls, it wasn't that he didn't like heavy rain it was just he wasn't too fond of what followed.

    Loki looked up to find the sky darkening with grey clouds making him shiver. "I hope there's not going to be a thunderstorm." He thought outloud clumsily stumbling on a rock only to catch himself last minute. "Heh, must've been waiting for me." He secretly moving the rock out the path making sure the injured kitsune trip on the same rock. He hummed looking towards the ground avoiding any more rocks in his way while trying his hardest not to be noticed as he moved them out the way.

    Findley only flicked his ears as Loki spoke. "Don't worry. 'm plenty aware of this." He gave a quick, cold reply in return. He watched silently as Loki moved to walk ahead, tipping his head back to sniff gently at the winds. "You're out of luck. Thunderstorms are coming." He snorted.


    Findley tilted his head towards the sky. He had always loved thunderstorms. (unlike myself. Thunderstorms and Electrical showers are f*cking terrifying.) And during the storms, he'd often sit in the music room, either playing to the sound of the storm, or listening and thinking while sitting on the benched windowsill and watching it. He however despised Rain. They were like drops of water sent to annoy him, Get in his ears, wet his hair, soak his tail. He grumbled quietly, wrinkling his nose softly as he indeed felt a drop of water land on it. Sighing.


    "Great. Just what I needed." He pinned his ears to the side to try and avoid getting water in them. Cocking his head as Loki began kicking rocks, huffing quietly. He didn't comment though. There was nothing to say to him.

    Loki grinned extending his hand out to feel the heavy raindrops run down his hand "Well I'll just have to hide under the covers." He firmly told himself, unlike the kitsune he was fully enjoying the feeling of the rain run down his red strands of hair and down his collarbone and injured shoulder. He looked back at Findley making a choking sound to cover his laugh as he turned back around to see the beginning of the house, but he didn't want to be rude so he slowed down waiting for Findley to enter his property first.



    I just have to hide when the storm comes, no big deal, I'm sure there will be a wardrobe big enough for me to hide in.
    I absolutely won't go to Findley's room or near it at all. Loki sniffed looking down to the ground like a child as he waited for Findley. Loki very well knew he was a weak person he couldn't protect himself or the others so why hide it? It'll anyways show sooner or later and that would be even more embarrassing.

    Findley scoffed at him as he passed, tail swishing to get rid of the water that had accumulated. Making his way through the territory, placing his hand on a trunk for support as he pulled the bad leg over a large-ish log. Than moving once more, a path coming into view. He quickly made his way to follow it. Seeing his estate fully and approaching it. He knew Loki was there, he could hear him, so he made no move to stop, turning his head and sniffing at the winds again. "Good... Fable made it home..." He sighs and leans forward, opening the doors to the estate. "Close them behind you." He called to Loki, moving down the hallway after removing his shoes.


    His ears perk up at the sound of salem's voice, and the humanoid familiar trots down the hallway. Eyes softening in worry at the limp Findley held. They spoke in hushed whispers. "Why hasn't it healed yet Fin?" The familiar looked down at him in worry, brow creasing. "I haven't a clue. It's gone pretty much numb. The jin ripped a ligament when he tore open the leg. That's probably why. Torn ligaments can't be healed like muscle and skin can..." "Findley. If that happened, your going to be stuck with this limp for a long time." "I know. It's fine. I can hide it." He whispered gently, ears quivering. "Is my bath ready?" "Yes sir, you also have a pot of tea setting on a tray with any required sweeteners and creams. "Thank you. Take Loki to his room, draw him a bath."


    Salem's ears flattened worriedly as Findley turned, making his way up the stairs, as if trying to express how even with the limp, he refused to be seen as weakened. Though the familiar could feel the hurt Findley was feeling. Something else had happened. He sighed, looking over at Loki and bowing his head respectively. "Follow me. After you take off your shoes of course. And on our way, you can tell me what exactly happened to Findley. He's never this... cold." The male huffed, eyes narrowing softly into slits of green as he waited for the human patiently.


    (I might make it so that when Salem helps with Loki's room, he's able to tell him why Findley has trust issues. Attempt to get rid of some of the tension between them.)

    (Sounds great!)
    Loki noticed the small kitsune waiting for him, hurriedly taking off his shoes and placing them neatly at the side of the door. "Hmm? Well if I tell you, please don't tell anyone else. It's rather embarrassing." He whispered a blush forming on his cheeks as he waited for the kitsune to walk. He looked around his narrowed eyes dzartimg around, making sure Findley was out of ear shot before speaking again.

    "You see, I may have thought of Findley as a woman and it may sound stupid but I have feelings toward him. After the Jin's attacked I let him take a bite of my shoulder and when I discovered Findley was a man by doing something rather inappropriate I wanted to test my feelings so I kissed him." He mumbled speaking swiftly and only taking a break for air now and then. "I was disgusted with myself and I was worried that he wouldn't like me anymore, so I told him to not think of it as anything." He added his voice showing nothing but regret.

    "You known him for a while, so please explain. Where did i go wrong?" Loki asked fisting his hands into balls. I never wanted to tell anyone why I hate men but I've gotten a feeling I'll have to explain myself. He shivered at the thought of telling someone his secrets.

    Salem sighed, ears twitching gently a he nodded. "I've known him from the day he was born. And You didn't hear this from me if he asks? Alright?" The man looked at Loki pointedly before continuing. He worked while he spoke, grabbing towels an a kimono from a large closet. "Findley used to be a very energetic demon, after he was released from his sentence, he was kind, energetic. And he was very open about wanting to obtain a mate. But, he was still his polite self." He thought more about it, opening a bedroom door and glancing inside, then walking in and speaking, expecting Loki to follow. "There was a female kitsune, who had just staked claim on territory not more than two miles from this estate... And to say they got along would be an understatement. They seemed to click almost instantly. And it just seemed to soar for them from there...." He paused, folding the Kimono as he stared at the floor thoughtfully. "A year after they had met, Findley finally decided he would fess up, claim mates y'know? He confessed, she "felt the same" He made little quotations with his fingers.


    "Season came around, and, as much as Findley had felt the need to claim mates... He was conflicted. She had been growing distant, colder. So he spoke he thoughts... And that's when a little hell went loose." He chuckled dryly as he turned the nob on the tub, shaking his head. "She hadn't ever truly felt anything for him. She hadn't even been a kitsune. She had lied to him the entire time they had known one another... She told him how he had never truly meant anything more to her than a supply of wealth and spoils." He flicked his ear gently. "I guess what I'm trying to say, is Findley was bonding with you, not in a way of "friendship bonds." As humans often like to misunderstand. No offence. But, a kitsune's bond. After gaining his trust, the bond had started from there, and where you had gone wrong, my friend, was where you said that and what ever else to him. He's terrified of falling for someone again as it is Human. But with the right care and comfort, those walls he likes to put up start to crumble. Gender doesn't matter to him Loki. Don't let something like that get in between something as important as this..." Salem looked at Loki with a wise smile. taking a hangar and placing the kimono onto it, hanging it near the bath, and placing the towel where Loki could access it when he left the bath.
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    Findley hissed as he wrapped his leg. Flinching softly. He couldn't focus... His ears pinned as he got up again, limping into the washroom, and stripping to slip into the hot water, pulling his hair from it's tie as he let himself relax, trying to forget everything. He drank a plain cup of tea as he bathed, thinking to himself and sighing.

    Loki's heart shattered when he listened to the kitsune, how dare this woman do that to someone so important as Findley? He clenched his fists even tighter digging his nails onto his skin until it bled. He watched the small demon leave before closing the door so he had privacy when he unchanged. Gender doesn't matter hmm? Truth is I'm also scared for my feelings towards Findley but I feel like I broke him more then before, how do I fix this? I can't explain to him why I'm ao scared, he'll never believe me. He started unchanging looking down at the long scars on his torso as he ran his hands over them wincing whenever he touched one. I'm useless why would he ever have an interest in me? He's just confused with his feelings thanks to not seeing much people.



    He sighed entering the bathtub wincing as he pulled off the wrap he made from his clothes. He lifted his hands up watching the water drip down into the bathtub. "I still remember my screams echoing off the alleyway every time I touch a man, so why is it different for you?" He whispered going under the water trying to shake away the thoughts, but it didn't worwork it coming as him like a curse. I still remember his face, the long scars running down it. His evil grin and black hair, the knife is what i remember the most though, he kept holding it while horrible things to my brother promising he'll do me next. Thankfully the police came and stopped before he did the same to me, my brother was still alive but broken, dead inside. A week later he commited suicide one by slashing his wrists and hanging himself. After what seemed like forever mentally explaining himsaelf he emerged from the water gasping for air quietly "How do tell someone that?" He whispered tears running down his cheeks as he thought of his brother more.



    After a while of washing his hair and body he got out placing on the kimono sniffing it gingerly "It smells of Findley I'm not sure if that's good or bad." He chuckled drying his hair with a towel while staring at his reflection, the kimono was black with red outlines. It seemed to be too big though, it kept slipping off his shoulder and revealed some of his chest making the old scars just possible to see, that was fine though avoiding Findley shouldn't be hard.

    Findley had gotten out of the bath, now sitting in the music room and watching it pour. The rain hit the glass in a rhythmic way, calming. The man sighed, leaning forward. He wore a kimono that went past his feet, dragging a little in the back. It was tied at the waist. But left open at the torso. As the style of Kimono was just used for relaxation. He splayed his fingers on the keys of the piano, playing a simple tune, tail curled to the side of the piano bench. Ears pressed forward as he played. He went simply from one song to the other.


    Salem leaned on the door frame. Watching his "brotherly Figure" as the familiar liked to say. A soft smile on his face. He left the man to his music, trotting down the stairs, humming in familiarity to the waltzes as they seemed to fill the estate. It was a good thing to listen to. The familiar entered the kitchens. starting dinner.


    (just going to put a few of my favorites in here so I can listen to them while RPing XD)
    Waltz 1
    Waltz 2

    Loki hummed as he heard the song being played it was graceful and sweet, something that only a angel could play. He followed the sound of music quietly his bare feet silent on the wooden floor as he watched the kitsune while leaning on the door frame his kimono slipping off his shoulder again as he closed his eyes accepting the tune burning into his brain.


    Loki slowly entered the room with hesitation watching Findley's fingers dance on the keyboard sitting on a small chair with his legs crossed lazily, the song was dragging him in, leaving him wanting more. You can tell that it's a simple tune judging from the repeating of the notes but he seems to make it into something more, like he's pouring his heart into it.

    *cue Bad ass Your Lie in April scene

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    The male huffed as he closed out the music, nose twitching as he softly scented Loki, turning around and blinking in surprise at the sight of said male. Ears quivering softly. "Ah, Loki." He nodded, turning back to the piano and playing softly, so he could still talk, but play at the same time. "I see you found my music room?" He chuckled and made a little trill. "I hope you enjoyed your bath. Dinner should be ready soon...." His voice still held that hint of cold reproach. "Shoulder feeling better?" He continued playing as he looked over at the red-head. Ears twitching, his tail tip flicking lightly.

    Loki sighed when the male talked, ruining the mood for him. Scrunching up his nose and letting the kimono fall of his shoulder as he stood up going behind Findley with one arm wrapping around his neck and the other covering his mouth. "Don't speak." He muttered resting his forehead between the mans ears somewhat affectionately but still firm. He still seems cold, I'll just do my best to ignore his tone and carry on as usual shouldn't be too hard since he really doesn't know me well.

    Findley stiffened, making a rather confused noise, than he rested his head near his ears, and he couldn't help himself, letting out a small purr, his ears flicking softly against Loki's temples affectionately. Though he kept his serious posture, he returned the affection. By the Gods did he want to be more affectionate. But Loki had proved that it wouldn't be taken as any sort of romantic gesture... And he still needed to break this bond...


    Findley continued playing softly. Tail giving a soft flick.

    Loki smiled slightly drifting his hand away from the soft lips to be tracing the sharp collar bone of the kitsune as he hummed softly to the tune, rubbing his head into the long ears as if nothing was happening. He gently pulled away from Findley going back to his seat he was sitting on earlier If Findley wants more attention he has to come to me, I'm tired of being the one giving the attention. He nodded to himself crossing his legs together while leaning on the chair finally giving up on pulling his kimono up, he doubted that the demon would even notice the scars anyways.

    Kitsune were immensely prideful, but when the other gave him affection, rubbed his ear, and then simply left, he chirped. His multicolored eyes having grown a little in size as he stopped playing, turning around to face Loki. His ears pricked upwards as he searched Loki's face, he caught sight of the small white scar, but, he wouldn't say anything about it. "D@mn it all..." He sighed and stood up, instantly moving to Loki, leaning down and wrapping his arms around the other's waist carefully, burying his face in Loki's neck, opposite of the bite wound. "You cannot just show me affection, and then leave like that. Especially after touching my ears Loki." He muttered into the crook of Loki's neck.

    Loki smiled welcoming towards the demon as he came closer, shivering in delight as he felt hot breath his skin. He started tracing small patterns down the neck while playing with the strands of hair, "You should come me like this more often, I'll defiantly give you what you want." He chuckled slightly straightening himself up so the kitsune didn't have to lean down so much. "Findley I... Nevermind just come closer." He whispered removing one hand to grip on the long kimono tightly making sure that the demon wouldn't pull away easily.

    The demon purred at the touches to his neck, when Loki shifted, Findley moved. Basically dragging the poor boy from his seat and onto a plush black sofa near the opposite wall, pulling him into his lap to cuddle him effectively. Findley's injury forgotten for the time being as he made sure to keep Loki comfortable, breathing in the boy's familiar scent, tail swishing happily. Findley could honestly only hope it would last forever.

    Loki sighed in content as his arms wrapped around the male making sure to lean more on the uninjured leg. He carefully looked upwards staring at the soft lips while biting his own "Findley, you idiot you've gotten me attached." His heart rate starting going faster as he reached pecking the edge of the kitsune's lips, soft and sweet only lasting a second or so. This feeling I have is strange, I never had it before it's scary yet beautiful.

    Findley smiled "I'm glad then." He purred at the little peck, kissing the other gently on the nose ans chuckling gently. "I think we've both gotten attached... I have a bond that has started to grow to you my Loki." He sighed and massaged Loki's sides gently, resting his chin on Loki's uninjured shoulder.

    Loki sighed willing to deal with the pain of the shoulder later, something else was bugging him even more, the lack of physical attention he was clearly tired of just hugs. "Findley I want more." He moaned out before immediately pushing the kitsune down on the couch using his two hands to keep his balance on top of the kitsune, he quickly straddled Findley finding it much easier then trying to keep himself up. "I'm going to kiss you now, if you don't like it push me away." He blushed as he leaned in his mouth slightly open, hesitating before attaching there lips together his tongue drifting over the bottom lip as if asking for permission like a obedient dog.

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    Findley let out a chirp of surprised as he was pressed down, staring wide-eyed up at the other. "L-Loki..." And then he was being kissed, gasping lightly and opening his mouth to intercept Loki's tongue, groaning as he cradled Loki's face, gasping gently and pulling away a little in a pant. "Kiss meant nothing my *ss...." He whispered, sitting up to catch Loki's lips again, tugging gently on Loki's red hair.