Posts by Dark Halo

(lookiiie :3 I found a kitteh *points to pic* aight so should i put up my last post? )

Luke nodded slightly and he scooped her up into his arms with ease, pressing his forehead to hers briefly before pivoting on his heel to face the bed. Though he was tired and feeling unwell he still managed a lethal like grace as he crossed the room to the bed. Leaning back so she was against his chest without him having to hold her; he now reached with his free arm and grabbed the black comforter blanket on the bed, yanking it down slowly with a laziness to his actions
"Will Kurosaki be okay?" He asked quietly, having her a glance before putting his spread out hand on her back. Leaning down and laying her on the bed closet to the wall, he climbed in beside her with a sigh.
"I can check on him quickly if you want me too," he offered quietly, keeping himself propped up on his elbows as he waited for her answer. After the terrors that the boy must have faced, it wasn't likely that he would want to be without his mother. It was a blooming wonder that kid even found her, especially at such a young age. Then again her entire family seemed very smart and intuitive at a young age- this including Usui. It was just the way they were, naturally smart, not necessarily with life skills at some times- but it was like himself with his music and sports, it came easy yet he still made mistakes. After all who doesn't love a good old cliche? You can strive for it but you cannot obtain perfection; it is just something that isn't possible.

Luke kept his gaze on her, the steel grey iris's were dark with a slight brooding aura around him
"yes he looks quite like you," he murmured and tilt his head to the side a bit, licking his lips slowly with a nervous flick of his eyes towards the door. He did notice how close she was, oh he noticed- yet with everything that had happened through out the day... How could he let his thoughts hit such a glorious low?
His smoldering gaze traced the contours of her face gently, trailing down that beautiful curtain of hair. He didn't blush or feel awkward, it's just what love was, appreciating your spouses natural beauty. With a slow exhale he leaned his forehead down against hers, and let his good hand slow tentatively over her hip to rest at the small of her back. Most of their movements were disguised under the blankets, though they were not doing anything bad, he just wanted to hold her close and comfort her.
"Anju I love you, so very much. And I'm glad that jerk offer himself because he didn't ever deserve you, not even for a moment of his life," he growled slightly, the words vibrating with an animalistic sound. He did not mind that his hair was in his eyes, considering it was just natural for him. Though as he gazed at her from behind a few locks of his thick-shaggy black hair, he couldn't try in the slightest to hide the attraction he felt for her in his gaze.
"And as for your... Kurosaki... I am just here to help. I will not hold any feelings against an innocent child Anju... But I will admit that I feel like I've been made a fool of." He sighed quietly and then closed his eyes
"I can get over it, since the past is the past, and there is nothing I can do to change that. Only move forward and try to show the boy that he can have a better life then he has been living." He mumbled and trailed his fingers over her cheek, before deftly wiping away her tears with his long fingers
"don't cry, Anju-chan, please don't cry. It's alright, you are both safe." He swallowed quietly, knowing that there were lies in his words but he would try for her, he would give his best effort to be a friendly face to the boy.

Luke felt bad that the poor kid acted as if he would strike him, patting the bed he made room for the boy. Which meant scooting further from Anju, though he leaned and stole a quick and soft little peck on the lips then whispered
"Never in a million years," he murmured despite the fact that he had so much more to say. Like how he wished that she had waited until she was actually old enough to be with a boy intimately, or even drink with one. She had rushed it with that man, in the hopes that he would give her the attention that she was looking for. There was not a fiber in his body that didn't hate that man, and he would not treat Anju like that... Even though what their demons had done- no- he pushed the thought away; then looked to Kurosaki and smiled a bit
"come on I don't bite... You can stay with Anju-.. You can stay with your mother and I can go sleep on the couch?.. If you would feel safer that way?" He asked slowly, fingers gripping the bed sheets at his side, though Kurosaki could not see this; Anju would have been able to. Sitting up a bit he sighed and leaned back, yawning slightly and not really noticing that he was not wearing a shirt. It's not like he often had to worry about it ever before, Rebecca stayed in her room too much when she had lived in the apartment. Or when she had come out for food or to do chores, she hadn't ever bugged him about it. Drawing one leg up Luke ran his fingers back through his raven black hair, keeping his gaze on the little boy and remaining completely relaxed. In his own opinion, to abandon any child before birth, and with knowledge of conception; well he saw it as a very sinful thing to do. No her choice to keep the boy had only been good motherly instinct and want to protect her child, yet because of that man she had been deprived of that as well. It was his job now, he would make sure she was safe as well as loved the proper way, and he would do his best to make sure that Kurosaki at least felt a little at home.

((So have you any idea how to customize the look of the rp page? Or are you still fiddling around with it all like myself? Lol xD ))

Luke shimmied back down and lay on his back, the blankets half way down his chest but he didn't move or speak. Though he nodded quietly and put his hands behind his head, as he fell into a not so peaceful sleep. His snores lulled quietly in the dark room after a while, the clear sign that he was out. His thick hair cascading back from his forehead to expose his slightly concerned expression, though sleeping his dark eyebrows had furrowed slightly. Pausing every once in a while to stir and shift slightly in his sleep, not all too much before he was off into his unpleasant dreams once again. This continued through out the whole night, but when the early morning came he couldn't sleep any longer. It didn't feel the same with the third party in his bed; that poor boy. he did nothing wrong to you Luke so shut the hell up, think about how much happier the two are now that they have each other. Don't be selfish.. Turning to looked at the two before he left the room, he cast a small smile then quietly turned tone bedroom door knob. Slipping out of the room and making his way into the kitchen, of course it was too early to do much without making noise, so he made his way into the kitchen and quietly started making himself some tea. Hopefully with that to warm his bones and ease his mind, he might be able to catch a few winks on the couch.

Rebecca was only just getting up to make Axel some coffee, it had become a habit now, waking up so early. Though she didn't want to admit it, she knew that talking to Axel before he left for work seemed to ease her mind a bit. Even though he was a jerk, and even intimidatingly attractive, she did take heed the fact that he was just a man with a lot of burdens and troubles in his life. Some people can handle lots of stress and responsibility, but even then they can't last forever. So for some reason she got up and walked out into the kitchen, feet bare and she was dressed in a white spaghetti strap shirt- as well as a pair of grey women's boxer shorts with pink peace signs all over them. She yawned and then blew her long hair from his face slightly as she moved to the coffee maker. Sure she felt more safe, more hidden when people couldn't see her right eye, that amber eye with a soft milk gaze over it and the bad scarring over her cheek, brow and the inner slow of her nose but neither of the boys ever commented. It was starting to become something she forgot often about, that scar that had mauled her natural looks, yet she didn't remember half the time with them.

((Well I think it should be at least a little dark and brooding.. Maybe in the picture if I do a couple of pre sketches and what not, I can put Luke and Anju standing there with Korusaki, but their shadows are darker and have red glowing eyes? Then maybe Axel, Usui and Rebecca could be sitting in the back at in the window of a tea shop? I could try my best x3 but I would need to do preliminary sketches))

Luke was busying himself by finding his iPod, shuffling around the livingroom while he waited for the kettle to boil. He did keep an ear for for his bedroom just down the hall, knowing that Anju never really slept all to easy in the first place, maybe they would both feel safe in their dreams together?
He gave a tired sigh as he located his black iPod, it was on the ground just underneath the couch; the headphones were still attatched and sitting on the couch cushion. Looking like they had been shoved off in a rush. Well more like his impatience to answer the door, that stupid freaking door. Luke threw his arms up into the air as he thought angrily to himself. she was pregnant at fourteen!! She had an effing kid after getting buzzed with some guy who obviously didn't care what so ever. What if the boy was like Anju?... Was he a demon as well? his hands started shaking and his eyes turned black, gripping fist fills of his hair and glaring at the door.
"They will be the death of you Luke, they will take your life, your love, your soul. Can you really let that happen? Won't you fight back? Give in to it! Let me have control and I will rid you of all the pain~" Without even realizing how he had ended up there, he 'opened' his steel grey eyes to find that he was standing up on the balcony rail.
"Sacrifice yourself to me Luke, just a little bit of blood is all I need." he swallowed heavily and tottered forward a bit, before turning fast and jumping off the rail onto the deck. He rolled and crab crawled backwards into the house breathing heavily in shock. Then he got to his feet and slid the balcony door shut, leaning his forehead against the glass and catching his breath. Not to mention trying to clear his thoughts, ones that pulled and tugged, offering false promises and nothing but death.

Rebecca looked over as he walked in, she looked back at the coffee maker and bit her fuller bottom lip slightly. The young woman busied herself by going to the fridge to get the milk, taking it back to the counter and quickly getting three bowls of oatmeal poured from the batch she had made on the stove.
"Morning," she said quietly, looking over at him again though it was their eyes that met. Of course she wouldn't allow herself to ogle, it was rude and not to mention pointless. Removing the coffee cup which was now full she handed it to Axel, her finger tips just gripping the cup below the rim. It was hard to try and act normal around such an unpredictable man but she had to tell herself that it was just the way that he is. Not like he would actually cause her harm, would he? No, he wasn't that fowl of a man. Theatrics just seemed to be his thing as well as hers. So after her unsuccessful efforts to try and not think about the man, she realized that once again she had been trying to deduce a lot about him. Tucking one her hair back behind her left ear she offered a half apologetic smile to him. Though it would not help; since he didn't exactly know what she would be apologizing for in the first place.
"I know you were out late last night, so I thought oatmeal would be simple enough for breakfast. Filling and warm enough to wake you up. You do look like the walking dead after all," she laughed a bit and shook her head. A smiled pulled her soft pink lips back over her white teeth which were slightly smaller then normal people would have, her dull ended canines a little more noticeable instead of her front teeth. After all who was perfect? No one. No, Rebecca didn't mind that she wasn't super slim, some guys liked girls that were a little curvier, she still had an hour glass figure and good muscle tone. At least she had a nice height, well in her opinion, 5'7" was good, not super tall like her brothers. Yikes that would be horrid, being so tall would drive her insane. Rebecca paused, why was she thinking about what she looked like? It's not like she was trying to impress anyone. She scoffed quietly and picked up the bowl of oatmeal that she had decided to give to Axel.

((Lol, with art and myself, I don't just try my best XD I go all out OCD on it hahahah))

((Nothing is there))

He felt like the world had frozen in time right before her body hit the ground, with wide eyes and his mouth open as he screamed her name. Yet he didn't even hear himself call out to her, he only felt the drag of his muscles as he ran over to her in a crouch; his tall form tottering forward so that he collapsed on his knees right at her side. Luke knew all to well that she was practically death in the first place, she couldn't afford to loose any of this blood. Why had she thought he had wanted to kill himself?!! He didn't! He wouldn't, that's why he was here in the first place, here for here. Did she even know? Did she know about the demon who wanted his soul so badly?
It had been a spirit in the beginning, the one that had come to him in death when his sisters cries drew it near, he had been laying on the gym floor of their high school- covered in blood that had been his own. His grey eyes glazing over and his chest felt like it was on fire. And then the pain had eased as well as his thoughts, that caring voice had spoken to him, offering up it's help and a second chance for him. A start over, the chance to have a life and a future, what it hadn't told him, was that in the end his own soup would be consumed.
He grit his teeth and scooped her body up into his arms
"Anju?! Please- you don't understand I wasn't trying to kill myself!! ANJU!" He shout now, trying to get her to talk, move, do something!
"Give in! I can save her, give her your life and give me control"
His gaze snapped to the side as if someone was there, hatred and anger filled his gaze
"shut up! I can save her myself!" He snarled and held her possessively. Even if he couldn't, he wouldn't give in, not ever. If she... Didn't make it then someone would have to take care of Kurosaki, her son. Slowly he tried to calm his breathing, curling over Anjus small, frail frame he closed his eyes and started speaking,
"Sometimes we just can't save the ones we love, no matter how much it hurts to loose them. We can't loose ourselves over it... And I love you, Anju Awyzuia, my soul will never belong to any demon because I've already decided- it's yours to keep. To love, to hate, to throw away or hold onto in times of need. I may not always be able to help, but you have to see how much you mean to me. I can't do it, I can't sell my soul to the demon. Please understand, I do love you, it is not weakness that bids me or drags me to the edge of a balcony. It's strength because every second I fight the demon for you. You have yourself to it to try and save your father, to try and save your son, but none of it worked. You can't just stop it, all you can to is keep alive what is precious to you, in your heart and memories. My promise is as good as kept, I won't leave you, even if I have to watch you leave my side. I won't." He whispered and bowed over her, finally feeling the tears heat up at the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision and his body trembled as he struggled to remain quiet.

Rebecca sighed and tit her head, looking at him with an 'oh Axel' expression. She moved over and placed Usui's bowl of oatmeal on the table. She hadn't slept well in fact, she had spent most of the night worrying, which seemed stupid since she would never have such thing returned from the man.
"I didn't sleep, I... Wasn't sure if you were okay or not..", "Not even you can play superman, Axel, despite how hard you try you are still just human." She turned and looked at him, her amber eyes meeting his green gaze. Sometimes she would get lost in them, trying to figure out what he was thinking, what was underneath that shield he had erected around himself. Taking quiet and hesitating steps she walked over to him and observed how tense he was, but how his shoulders sloped down in defeat,
"What are you thinking?" She asked softly, her shoulders shrugging in the slightest fraction. He didn't care about her really, she was just another pawn on the chess board, but that didn't mean she couldn't be independent within the limits she was given. He didn't want the attention but she knew that he was holding a lot back, why should he have to deal with it on his own? What made him any stronger of a person if he did that?
Was it even his approach? To be strong? No, what has Usui said?
For some reason she would not recall, she did want to understand and help. It was a bad habit of hers, most people didn't want her help, most people didn't take a moment to wonder if they truly even needed it.

Luke grit his teeth in slight frustration, how could she think that? How could she possibly say that?
"Stop it, stop with this assuming that you are ever a burden, the only need on you have ever been is thinking that your death was on my hands. You LEAVING was the burden you put on people, if you stay and fight against all of this... You just have to enliven there is a way. Not I don't know what things that fowl demon is putting into your head, but after all the pain that creature has caused YOU, what on heaven and earth has brought you to believe it?" He whispered and leaned so his forehead was on hers,
".. He tells me that if I make a deal and sell my soul to him, that he can fix all my problems but it's not true. I know it's a lie because people have always solved their own problems. I may not be able to be your savior, and I may just be the poison in your veins..." He swallowed quietly and wiped her mouth and chin clean as best her could, gazing down at her with a passionate love
"But I'm not letting you go anywhere because I love you too damn much." He breathed and gave a quiet and dry laugh
"I'm just that selfish of a guy," he joked wryly and stroked her hair back from her face "stop dying on me Anju.. My love.." He murmured. Then his gaze flicked to the side as he looked at Kurosaki, he knew that this must look bad. That Anju had come in to him 'killing himself', but would they even try to understand? Or did they both want him gone to ease their burdens. No Anju couldn't, she wouldnt she was just scared when she had yelled that. Like he had been scared many times before and acted irrationally.

Rebecca felt her heart stutter and she closed her eyes, hands braced back against the counter and a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She swallowed and blinked open her eyes, dragging her gaze over to Usui,
"Good Morning Usui-San," she said quickly, her voice sounding normal as always, but she didn't bother moving from where she was. Axel had said family honor... Was he striving so hard to bring his family honor once again, that he was throwing away everything life was? Family, friends, and love. All of it was something that people needed, and he was surviving on such a lack. Rebecca gazed down at her toes for a brief moment before pushing away from the counter and going to make herself a coffee. Axel Awyzuia was making a fool of her, he was just toying with her like a doll, as if her feelings, or her had no meaning but to amuse himself. Like he gazed at her with that cruel, cold humor when she would shuffle uncomfortably at his shirtless ness. She crossed one leg behind the other, hooking her foot back over her ankle and pressing them together, it was rude, it was shexist but she didn't find herself telling him any of it. A shiver ran up her spine and she forced herself to forget the feeling of his toned chest or his hips, his smell and dangerous tone of voice..

Luke tensed at this and watched the mother and son, he shifted uneasily and then looked back at Anju
"your telling ME not to get so overworked? Anju everytime you get stressed you puke up enough blood to fill a battlefield." He muttered and then held her a little tighter
"your unfathomable sometimes Anju-chan." He ran his fingers through her hair lightly and shook his head slowly.
"For some reason you are not dead but you are covered in blood, so let's get you cleaned up at least okay?" He moved and stood up, glancing down at Kurosaki and then to Anju in his arms. Was he ever going to get used to have the little boy around? If Anju even lasted that long.. He flinch at the horrid thought and then began walking towards the bathroom, she was covered in blood, not to mention the floor.. Again. He still had to cook, and do laundry, and keep an eye on Anju. He was afraid that if he looked away for even just one moment she would be gone for good. Or if he didn't try hard enough to help her, she might doubt his ability to help, or even his want to be with her. Like how she had screamed at him to go before that episode had happened, his expression went sullen and he felt a bit shaky with nervousness. Did she still mean it? She always went between words, love and pain, sacrifice and life. They go hand in hand, it seemed to be that way all the time. Anju's sacrifice was her own life for her son. Thinking that his jerk of a father actually loved either of them. The though of that man made his blood boil and his teeth grind together in his mouth. If there was anything he had wanted more, it was for that man to still be alive, so he could tare the guy's throat out himself.
"I'm not drawing a bath, but just lay in the tub and I will turn the shower on okay? I have to clean up the mess," he told her and grabbed a towel for when she was done, moving and setting her down in the tub gently "er.. I'll let you take care of the rest," he scratched the back of his head and turned around to gaze at the wall to give her some privacy.

Rebecca didn't even sit down at the table, she quietly put her oatmeal in the sink and rubbed her tired eyes "Excuse me, sorry I couldn't join you for breakfast, and have a good day at school Usui," she said quietly before walking down the hall. Her long blond hair swaying back and forth behind her as she walked. Instead of going to her room she went into the washroom, closing the door lightly behind her and then going over to the shower. She had a longer shower then she had expected, her thoughts had gotten so off track she felt too embarrassed to even leave the washroom, instead she sat on the toilet wrapped up in her big soft towel. Her long hair dripped on the floor so she stood and went to the sink, leaning and wronging it all out into the sink. Before grabbing out the blow dryer and beginning to dry out her long hair. It was tedious and a bit annoying to stand there and wait as it all dried, but once she was done she flicked off the switch, setting the dryer down on the bathroom counter and combing her fingers through her now soft and warm hair. Axel likely didn't even give her two thoughts once he was done with his little games, she realized that it bothered her which have her a slight shock. Looking closely into the mirror at her figure she sighed and traced a finger lightly over the scar on the right side of her face. Letting her fingers run down her jaw, then she turned her head to the side a bit and looked at her perky button nose. She didn't see all to much wrong with her, except for her scar, so what was so off putting about her?
Trying so her to be friendly and make sure everyone was cared about, except for Jason. She despised him for what he had done. Alex was so focused on family honor and Jason was to focused on his own life to give a crap about that. She snorted lightly and then turned to the bathroom for on quiet, bare feet.

(("Beautiful facade" xD didn't know Axel was the 'beautiful' kinda guy ;P such a dramatically ravishingly word :3 ))

Luke scratched the back on his neck quietly and smiled to himself, though he didn't turn and look at her he gave a slight nod. It made him feel happy to hear how she felt about him, not just an 'I love you' but actually hearing the things he did that made her happy. It let him know that he was at least doing some things right, though the fact that some guys treat women with disrespect made him sick. She hadn't given consent or permission, so he would remain respectable. Not that he didn't think about her, no thats the part that made him embarrassed, he shuffled from foot to foot,
"Ill go get you those cloths now..." he mumbled, trying not to picture her in one of his shirts. Swiftly he tugged the waist band on his pajama pants as he pad out the door on quiet bare feet, heading down the hall towards his room. He picked out his favorite Avenged Sevenfold shirt and turned to go back but he stopped, finding himself wondering what if she doesn't like the band? what if she notices that its my favorite shirt? its black... she might take it as a bad sign. He shook his head and then closed his dresser and walked back out of his room with the shorts and shirt, though considering their height difference it wouldn't matter all to much if she had the shorts, his shirt would be a dress to her. A quiet knock sounded on the bathroom door
"Anju-chan?" he asked quietly and hoped to god that she wouldn't see how read his face was, not to mention he felt feverish with heat, but it was a good warmth and he almost welcomed its foreign appearance.

Rebecca tottered back a step, her long blond hair whipping around as she turned her head to glare at him, and shout for his intrusiveness while she was in the washroom.
"Wha-?!". she broke off and her eyed widened with shock as he threw up in the toilet, setting down the hair dryer which she had been about to put away her hands reached for the cup at the side of the sink, quickly she filled it with cold water and walked over to Axel. Holding the cup in one hand while holding her towel at the center of her chest with the other,
"Axel-Senpai?" she murmured and leaned over a bit, her hand resting gently on his back and she rubbed gently. She could not help but feel sorry for him, being sick and under all this stress, the best she could do was try and make him feel a little better. Everyone deserved to feel a little better... Honestly Rebecca... sometimes you just get yourself into these things, and don't realize the danger until it happens. This man is danger, and you are not being strong by letting your guard down around him. You have to be stronger.. Her expression saddened a bit and she looked at the ground, holding out the cup of water to him once hie was done. Her hair sweeping over her eyes and the rest of her face mostly obscured. Though her lips were set in a quiet grim line, how was trying to help Mr. Awyzuia a weakness? how would it harm her? unless... no he wouldn't, he was just playing his dumb games and then he would get bored and leave her alone. She forced a kind smile' not that she didn't want to be kind but to actually smile when she feltso confused inside...

((sorry that one was a bit shorter...))

Luke pushed the door open slowly, he turned his head to the side so he didnt look at her while she was still in the towel which meant he was unable to notice the blood there on the soft fabric. He held up the dark bundle that was his shirt and her requested shorts, though his cheeks and neck were red. The young man shifted from foot to foot in a struggle to focus on a spot he had chosen located on the bathroom wall. He cleared his throat and closed his eyes for a moment
"sorry I hope its not to freaky for you," he mumbled, meaning the shirt in his long fingered hand. It was black with a skull on it, the skull was framed and it only showed the right half off it. With gray to white shades and a webbed wing coming out from just under the dip of the temple, above the skull was written in white scratch letters 'Hail To The King'. It was slightly ironic that this was the band album shirt he chose, since neither of them really listened to any adult like figure in their lives. Quickly he ran his free hand back through his hair and looked at the ground, the toned muscles in his arm cording smoothly under his pale skin as he did so. The tall boy rocked back and forth from his toes to his heels slightly, little bounces the only thing that displayed his lack of self control. Noticing this he stopped and quickly swept his tongue over his pale lips
"gommen... if you dont like it," he mumbled quietly and then cast a glance at her, oh crap. His eyes widened slightly and he swiftly turned his torso away from her, shutting his eyes but still holding out the ball of clothing to her, which he now gripped a little tighter. her long darker gray hair dripping from the shower and- he shook his head quickly. Hoping she would just take the shirt so he could hurry and clean up the mess on the livingroom floor. All the muscles in his body were a little more tense, his abs tight as his breaths shortened, he could eel his heart pound in his chest and the sweat on the back of his neck.

Rebecca's jaw went taut and her hand whipped up before he could finish his last sentence, the sound of her hard and force packed slap sounded in the bathroom, followed by a silence that filled the room with a mounting rage and tension.
"F- YOU!!!" she yelled in his face and glared at him in anger "Don't you EVER talk to me like that again! I am not some puppet for you to observe and criticize. I didn't come here for you to stare at in displeasure so SHUT UP!" she grit her teeth and gripped the towel tightly until her knuckles turned white. If she had punched him she would have aimed to break the hell out of his nose, see just how handsome he looked like that. Turning she wrenched the door open and walked out of the room, going down the hall as tears heated up at the corners of her eyes. She went into Anjus room and slammed the door closed behind her, going over to the bed and flopping onto her back as she let out her tears. Staring at the roof and wiping them away over and over, feeling like absolute crap. When she was done Rebecca quickly pulled on a pair of black rugby shorts and a navy blue halter top. What a jerk, she didnt even use stupid push up bras, she did NOT care what guys thought... well apparently she didnt because she felt ashamed and sad, she felt rejected. Her shoulders slumped and she sunk down to hers knee's by the bed, body bowed over and her hair falling down to pool and coil over the floor. Her hand covered her mouth and she started crying again, soft quiet sniffles coming from her nose since her mouth was covered.

Luke groaned in the back if his throat and tilt his head back, then he sighed and turned around slowly,
"I swear if you laugh... I will turn this shower on ice cold and drench you with it," he said playfully but quietly as he forced himself to remain at least polite. Sliding an arm under her bottom and the other around her shoulders he lifted her up and against his chest, he lift his gaze from the floor and met her blue eyes
"Last time, you weren't in a towel, in my apartment bathroom, wanting to wear my shirt." he stated slowly, though his voice dropped and there was a husk to his words, he cursed himself in the back of his mind and hoped to god that his voice didn't crack. That would be the highlight of his embarrassment if it did, though she would likely laugh her cute bottom off until he was soaked in his own shame. His eyes closed for a brief moment and he cleared his throat,
"Right then... I can assume you will at least try to dress yourself?" he muttered and felt another flash of her run from head to toe "please," he added quickly as began walking out of the bathroom towards his room with her in his arms. Having her so close, when his thoughts were running off to that place he tried so hard not to let them go, was like walking on a tight rope, one wrong word, thought, or move and he could fall.... It depended on whether or not there would be a net there to catch him. Pulling his thoughts out of the muddy gutter he glanced back to see if Kurosaki was following them, the little boy didnt seem to look at him with a hatred, but more like some new found curiosity. It was slightly reassuring, but also concerning at the same time, what if his conclusion was one that neither he or Anju liked?

Rebecca didnt answer him back, no if she had her words would have come out garbled from her sobs and not to mention very rude. A while after she knew his door had closed, and he had gone to bed, she slowly stood up and walked the the door. Opening it quietly and walking down the hall towards the kitchen, where she opened the fridge and grabbed out one of Axels 'drinks'. She paused and then took another before shutting the fridge and retreating to the guest room. Closing the door softly and going over to her laptop at the small desk in the room, she opened one of the drinks and took a sip before turning on her computer and sitting there typing in the key bar. Putting some music on she relaxed back into the chair, not bothering to clean the tried tear streaks on her cheeks. She finished the first drink in no time and then picked up the second, though she hadn't eaten breakfast and felt a bit unwell, a buzzing noise was quick to fill the back of her head in her thoughts before all grew fuzzy. Being quite unaware of a lot of adult 'traditions', she had no idea that not eating was bad before having even a simple drink. And now she had two empty ones on her desk, never having had any before to know whether or not she could handle it. Her brothers would likely be ashamed of her, and especially for how she had slapped Axel, they always told her to treat men with respect. Though her heart felt so shattered and ground to the floor under Axels boot... she had just snapped.

((The shirt that Luke handed to Anju :) ))

[img width=510 height=354]http://i.imgur.com/h9FHdCQ.png[/img]

Luke pressed his lips together in a line as he walked, going into his bedroom with her and then sitting her on the bed. Once again he held up the bundle of cloths, then a smirk played on his lips as all self control bowed down to him. The tall boy leaned and kissed her cheek swiftly, then whispered in her ear
"Have fun going commando," he grinned slowly and straightened up before going over to her bag and picking it up easily. Walking back over at setting it on the bed,
"Maybe I'm just to nice for that.. No It would be a nice thought." He winked. Sure the two year old could see his flushed skin, the weird way he had been acting but not even a smart two year old would understand what Luke had just said. The black haired boy turned and walked towards the door of his room
"Ask if you need anything," he smirked at her as he walked out of the room, he was truly curious to know what her reaction would be to his lessened restraints. He hadn't done anything rude, but more or less spoke his thoughts on a filtered scale. Yes, that had been the 'filtered' version of his thoughts. Luke busied himself in the quiet livingroom as he started to clean up the blood stains, he flinched at the thought of his sister yelling at him for ruining her floor, and hoped that he would be able to get it all off. Considering... If things worked out and Rebecca came home... If she ever wanted too. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, kneeling on the ground and scrubbing up the dried splatters. Forcing himself to work hard at scrubbing so that his thoughts didn't wander back to Anju, it was wrong to think about a girl like that especially when she was unable to maintain herself without a little bit of help. In one way or another he felt like he was taking advantage but then again, when they had... He froze and his whole body went rigid when he realized, what they had done, they hadn't done it safely. No neither of them had been drinking to forget, but their demons had wanted to punish them more? He closed his eyes and sighed, maybe Anju knew? Or would he have to get some sort of back up plan?

Rebecca looked at her hands and found that even her good eye was fuzzy with vision, she sighed and turned up the music two more notches, Axel Awyzuia, was he trying to break her? He really hated her that badly? So that's what he liked, big top and all skin and bones huh? She groaned and conked her forehead on the desk. Maybe it was a safer bet to leave this place, even though she wouldn't be close to her brother... Being in this apartment was destroying her self respect, her confidence. He was trying to pick her apart like some sort of jigsaw puzzle. She really was taring at the seams, struggling to maintain herself daily in this place. She had only ever been with one guy before, but not even he had sparked so many dark thoughts like Axel did. Sometimes she would wake up feeling hot and sick after her dreams, but she didn't admit to hating it because she didn't. The only thing she hated was the fact that he had to dislike her so much. Keeping up with his games was like being tied to two horses and getting them to run opposite directions. She shivered and stood up slowly, only to find her balance was off and her head swam. Steadying herself for a moment; Rebecca closed her eyes before turning to cross over the room to her bags, but as she neared them a sick feeling started to plague her. She felt I'll as she knelt down to start packing her things, but couldn't last. Soon she was on her feet and out the bedroom door and across the hall to the washroom.