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Post by Aaron Nicholas Dubois on Apr 25, 2011 15:53:34 GMT -5
There was so much confusion. There was just so much that the boy didn’t know. So much he wanted to know. So much he didn’t want to know. It was all flooding into him now, everything he had kept in for so long was surfacing. It was all bubbling up inside him, and there was nothing he could do now. The taste of the boy’s lips on his own was sending him into a different universe, a different time; he simply didn’t know what to do. He didn’t understand why the boy liked his kiss. He didn’t understand why he leaned in for another, but then again, Aaron really didn’t care. He felt disappointment flood and rush through every part of his body when the boy moved away, but the blush on Fool’s cheeks gave him a secret…happiness. It showed him that even though he didn’t know what he was doing, even though he didn’t understand any of this; he could keep the male hapy, and that was all that mattered to him.
He quickly felt himself leaning in once more, planting a soft, chaste kiss on his lips before moving back, blushing deep before letting his hand capture the other male’s.
“C-c’mon, let’s g-get you something nice to w-wear.” He nodded small before bringing the boy towards his room and dragging him to the closet. He dropped his hand for the moment as he looked through all the clothes his father had given him, all the clothes that were too big for him, but fit Fool perfectly. He placed a Button up white shirt to the male, and smiled brightly. He then took out a pair of skinny jeans and held them to the boy; once more, a big smile. He placed them on the bed in a neat manner before taking a black, satin vest out and holding it to the boy.
“D-do you like it?” He asked, feeling very shy for no real reason, before capturing the boy’s hand once more and bringing him to the side of the bed, gnawing at his bottom lip lightly. Ever so gently, Aaron let his arms move around the boy’s torso and hugged him close, letting his head fall onto his chest to rest as he sighed small.
“T-thank you…for staying with me. I really don’t want to be alone anymore.” He planted a small kiss on the boy’s neck before just holding him close and waiting for dinner to be ready and for everything to go back to normal.
This time with Fool, everything would be okay. [/size] |
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Post by Fool on Apr 26, 2011 14:25:10 GMT -5
 e v i l c o m e n o t n e a rR A I N B O W L O V E AW A I T S U Swi t h h e a r t s o f l o v e a n d t e a r s--------------Fool—Joker really, Fool loved the physical attention, but Joker was in control at the moment and Fool probably wouldn’t remember anything that happened while this was happening anyway—wasn’t very pleased with being treated as he was by Aaron. If there was one thing that Joker couldn’t stand, it was being ignored, or being lumped in with Fool. That was why he’d allowed himself to be lumped down so much when he—they—were in the Mill. Those idiot doctors had diagnosed Fool with Manic Depression, writing Joker off as just some chemical imbalance. Joker detested such logic. He was a person. He hadn’t his own body, so what? He should still have rights, still be acknowledged.
Joker’s tail twitched unhappily at the tip while he was touched and talked to by Aaron like he was Fool. While Joker was aware what Fool was doing, it did not work the other way around; Fool had spent too much time denying that Joker existed, pretending and wishing he didn’t. This meant that Joker had seen everything that had transpired and he had two opinions on Aaron. First was that if he was going to tease Fool like that he might as well give up or take full control of the situation because Fool was a dolt, and everyone knew it. Second was that Aaron had saved the body, at least, and that meant that he had ultimately kept Joker from dying.
In the end, he wasn’t sure if Aaron was extremely stupid, emotional, or just wasn’t thinking things through all the way when it came to Fool. That was the thing, though, Joker wasn’t Fool and he refused to believe he was, so he also refused to act like he was.
“Yes, Fool would be thrilled with it. I’m positively sure, since he’s such a pushover,” Joker said, in that voice of his that didn’t hold the iambic cadence that Fool’s usually did; Joker’s voice was sharp where Fool’s was flat, and he spoke in a deeper, more menacing tone that sometimes bordered on a purr. Joker rolled his eyes, keeping his temper in check because he owed Aaron his life. He gave a little laugh though, a cruel one unlike the ones Fool allowed himself.
-------------- he's gone from us forever ;; 376 words[/size][/color] he has moved a little nearer ;; tagged—aaron.[/size][/color] to the master of all laughter ;; lyrics belong to cocorosie’s rainbowarriors[/size][/color] to the master of all song ;; thread template credited to omnias [/size][/color] |
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Post by Aaron Nicholas Dubois on Apr 26, 2011 15:24:45 GMT -5
Aaron was observant. It wasn’t difficult in the least bit to pick up on the boy’s body language and even the way his tail moved, seemingly aggravated as it lashed from side to side. It was odd how fast people could quickly change moods, and for Aaron, this was a blinking red light that he was doing something wrong. There must have been something in the way he moved, the way he touched the other boy. Was it his…his kiss? Did he offend Fool…so easily, without even realizing it? Guilt festered and manifested all throughout his body as they walked into his room. There was something…wrong though, and he could tell. He looked up to the male next to him, and for a moment there was a…a glint in his eyes. It was something that he had never seen on Fool before, and it was something that scared him.
Immediately Aaron’s mind went into overdrive at once. It began racing through every possibility of what could have gone wrong, every possibility of how he could fix it, but most of all, how he could prevent it. He watched the boy with curious eyes for a moment, tracing over his movements…and Aaron felt, odd, really. He felt like there was something very…very wrong with the boy next to him, and then he knew what it was. He listened to Fool talk about himself like he wasn’t here…and it clicked in his head. His mother was a psychiatrist, and he had heard her talk over and over about all different types of diseases…and now was when he figured out that Fool must have had a split personality, or something along the lines of that. Immediately he remembered his mom telling him about something like…like something forceful, pushing the other personality out of the way. Aaron felt his cheeks heat up for a moment before he knew what he needed to do.
“He will like it…when I bring him back to me,” He spoke in a small tone as he turned to the boy’s, hands moving to his hips before he pushed him gently against the wall, moving up and pressing his lips to his gently for a moment, before applying force. His tongue traced over the outline of the boy’s plush lips for a moment before slyly, but sill forcefully, pushing through them and into his mouth. Aaron felt his cheeks heat up as he let his tongue roll over the other male’s, suckling it softly for a moment before retreating and pulling a centimeter away, chest heaving gently as he spoke.
“F-Fool…a-are you…b-back…?” His right hand moved to cup the boy’s face gently as he kept him close, letting their bodies press and mold together.
He just wanted Fool to come back. [/size] |
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Post by Fool on Apr 26, 2011 19:21:39 GMT -5
 e v i l c o m e n o t n e a rR A I N B O W L O V E AW A I T S U Swi t h h e a r t s o f l o v e a n d t e a r s--------------Joker’s first reaction to being kissed was the thought that he’d been completely ignored. This in and of itself would have probably sent the personality into a rage if it hadn’t been accompanied by a kiss. So Aaron was actually taking initiative to start something; that pleased Joker, so he wasn’t such an idiot and he didn’t expect the lead-minded one to do it. Fool whimpered in the back of Joker’s mind, obviously only half aware and confused. Years of denial of your other personality generally did that to a person, make them half aware and stupid when the other took over. After all, he did accept Joker existed, but not as another personality; as another part of himself.
Satisfied that Aaron was reasonably interesting and would be not only confident enough to initiate closeness with Fool, but would also be easy enough to push around to his will in the future, and hurt if it came to that, Joker relapsed into the back of the mind, letting Fool out to wonder what was going on, only having a little knowledge of what had happened and Aaron’s hand against his face.
“Oh gosh… did we? We didn’t… Joker didn’t I mean… right?” Fool swallowed hard, trembling a little at the thought of what Joker might have done. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d woken up and had done something terrible he couldn’t remember or anything. He swallowed and pulled away a little from Aaron.
-------------- he's gone from us forever ;; 247 words[/size][/color] he has moved a little nearer ;; tagged—aaron.[/size][/color] to the master of all laughter ;; lyrics belong to cocorosie’s rainbowarriors[/size][/color] to the master of all song ;; thread template credited to omnias [/size][/color] |
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Post by Aaron Nicholas Dubois on Apr 26, 2011 19:46:35 GMT -5
Aaron knew it was hard to deal with a split personality. He knew how difficult it could be, thanks to his mother. She was always expressing to him that he should always take care of and nurture people who were like that, and that was when it was decided for Aaron. He knew from now on, he would take fool under his wing, and protect him. He would allow his mother to give him the proper help that he so desperately needed, and Aaron hoped for a short moment, that he could give Fool the love he needed. The boy sighed, his face still flushed from the heated kiss he had delivered to the boy, the taste of his lips lingering on his. He smiled up at Fool before opening his mouth to speak.
“No…don’t worry. Everything is fine. I just had to…k-kiss you, is all. It’s okay.” He gently let himself give the boy some distance before he went over his words in his head quickly. Aaron quickly turned back to the boy after the sentence had left his mouth.
“I m-mean…it is f-fine if you d-don’t mind…me k-kissing you…y-yeah.” He nodded small, his blush still radiating strong from his cheeks. It was so…odd, for Aaron. He wanted Fool to be happy at all costs, and that was the thing that really stood out in his mind. He gently let his hand take Fool’s again, letting their fingers push and twine within each other, pulling him gently over to the bed. He took his hand and ran it over the fabric as he spoke.
“I g-got these out for you…if you don’t like them, I c-could get you…something else.” He looked up at the boy with a small, timid smile and gave a small nod. It was funny how such protective instincts seemed to surface from the small NEKO whenever Fool was involved. He didn’t know why exactly…but they were there, and he didn’t picture them ever going away. The more Aaron thought about it, the more unnerved he got, and he didn’t like it. Fool had probably been in the mill so long...working and working and working until he couldn’t anymore and finally collapsed. The mental image that flashed through Aaron’s mind right at that moment was…it was simply put; horrific. His hand tightened around the boy’s, and he brought his sweatshirt sleeve up into his mouth, chewing and gnawing at it hard to keep his tears from falling. He couldn’t stand the idea of someone hurting such an innocent boy such as the one next to him. He didn’t know why it hurt him so much…but it did. The thought of Fool being turned…the needles…the screaming he heard; it tore him to shreds. He could feel his insides twist and constrain around nothing, his body quivering lightly from the ideas, the images.
Each one was just like receiving another wound. Every time he thought of the things that had happened to him, and then you put Fool into it…it was painful. It was more painful than anything he could have ever imagined, and there was this deep sinking feeling in his stomach, like lead was sitting in it. He didn’t know why he felt the need to cry. He didn’t know why he felt the need to just sob and let himself break and shatter for every single thing that had ever happened to the boy next to him, simply because he couldn’t stand to know it had happened. He couldn’t fathom anything at this point, and the convulsions of his bottom lip told him this loud and clear. He wanted to give everything back to him. Everything that was ripped away from Fool, he wanted to give back. Aaron wanted to take pieces of his happiness, whatever was left of it, and give it to the boy. He didn’t care if he was left a pitiful excuse for a living being at the end of it; as long as Fool could be happy, as long as he wasn’t hurting, then Aaron would be okay.
The small light NEKO could no longer resist the urge, and ever so softly, his arms gently worked around Fool’s waist and he pulled him close, burying his head on the boy’s chest and letting all his emotion spill out through his eyes. Every single thing he wanted to tell the boy, everything he wanted to do for him; it was all pouring out now. His body shook gently as he shut his eyes, keeping them closed as he tried to get lost in Fool, tried to get lost in everything about him. He opened his mouth to let out a small, shaky sentence that came out weakly and timid.
“I…j-just w-want…f-for you…to be h-happy…I-I’ll g-give you what’s l-left of m-mine…j-just so you…c-can b-be…h-happy.” He nodded small into the fabric of his clothing before closing his mouth, holding the boy close, years and years in the hole they called a mill finally taking its toll as the boy broke and shattered.
But it wasn’t for him. No, Aaron didn’t break for himself.
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Post by Fool on Apr 27, 2011 14:30:47 GMT -5
e v i l c o m e n o t n e a rR A I N B O W L O V E AW A I T S U Swi t h h e a r t s o f l o v e a n d t e a r s-------------- Fool breathed a sigh of relief; good, Joker hadn’t done anything bad in his absence. The laughing personality generally did; whether it be violence or lustful ventures. But this time he’d relapsed quickly enough. Not that Fool was entirely certain Joker actually existed and it wasn’t just blankness in his memory when he went partially insane. He gave a little giggle at Aaron’s worry about the kiss; it had felt fine, it had been good. He had no objections there.
Then Aaron began talking about happiness and sacrifice and Fool’s throat closed. The thought of Aaron giving up something so potent as happiness… Fool swallowed hard and tried not to cry. He pulled Aaron closer and buried his nose in the smaller NEKO’s hair.
“Stop it. Don’t. Please. I don’t want to be the only one happy. It’ll just make me sad. I don’t want you to be unhappy, I really… I really… want you to be happy. Don’t sacrifice your own happiness for me. I’m already… I’m already spent, you’re still sane and you have all those chances. I don’t. There’s n-no poi-oint in try-ying to make my life much better, which you’re already doing by being alive and protecting me and stuff.”
Fool sighed, squeezing Aaron and feeling a little lightheaded. The scientists at the Mill had had him on some sort of medication for Manic Depression and it was wearing off, leaving Fool feeling drained and at some point that was between himself and not himself.
-------------- he's gone from us forever ;; 249 words[/size][/color] he has moved a little nearer ;; tagged—aaron.[/size][/color] to the master of all laughter ;; lyrics belong to cocorosie’s rainbowarriors[/size][/color] to the master of all song ;; thread template credited to omnias [/size][/color] |
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Post by Aaron Nicholas Dubois on Apr 27, 2011 17:15:05 GMT -5
He didn’t want to think anymore. He didn’t want to think about the things that happened to Fool, he didn’t want to think about everything that had went wrong for him, or could have gone wrong. He felt more of his tears building up and flowing out due to it, and Aaron knew he needed to stop. He took in a deep breath, letting himself inhale Fool’s scent before nodding into his chest. He didn’t want to hurt the boy. He could tell by the hoarse sound in his voice that he was getting upset due to Aaron, and he wouldn’t allow that. It took a second before his shaking finally subsided and he moved his head back a little to wipe his eyes roughly. He looked up for a short moment and opened his mouth to speak, but he felt himself staring into Fool’s eyes for a long moment. He didn’t want to look away. He felt his heart swelling and slamming into his chest, the threat of his bones shattering and breaking completely evident in his mind. Ever so carefully, he let his hand capture the male’s face before bringing him down slowing, moving up onto his tippy-toes once more before his eyes shut and his lips pressed to Fool’s once more.
This kiss was gentle and loving; it wasn’t fierce and threatening like the other. He let his tongue slide gently over the boy’s lips, finding the smallest of entrances for his tongue to peek into the cavern that was Fool’s mouth, not going far at all, being more cautious than before, allowing his tongue to gently find Fool’s and dance for a short moment. He felt his arm move around to the small of the male’s back and press against it, desperately trying to pull him closer as his other hand moved to braid its way through the blonde locks of the boy’s hair. Aaron didn’t know why he felt the need to do this. He didn’t know why his craving for Fool’s lips, his tongue, his mouth; why was it all so potent? It didn’t make much sense to Aaron, but he didn’t care at the moment. The tear lines on his cheeks were still fresh, and there were more on the verge of falling and he knew it. He let every ounce of emotion he felt for the boy pour into the way he kissed him. It was every single thing he was too afraid to say, too overprotective to tell; it was simply everything. The feeling of Fool’s body against his own was all he wanted right now. The feeling of his lips was all he needed.
He could only hope the boy was all right as well. [/size] |
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Post by Fool on Apr 27, 2011 18:11:40 GMT -5
e v i l c o m e n o t n e a rR A I N B O W L O V E AW A I T S U Swi t h h e a r t s o f l o v e a n d t e a r s-------------- Fool smiled lightly against Aaron’s lips and leaned into the kiss. He liked this new form of comfort, the soft touch and the absolute closeness. His heart thumped hard against his chest, something he wasn’t quite sure about. It didn’t make sense; this nervous energy should have only come with impending danger and Fool trusted Aaron too much to even think of his companion hurting him; it was past inconceivable. He pushed the nagging curiosity at the meaning of this adrenaline pushing its way through his veins to the back of his mind and tentatively brushed Aaron’s tongue with his own.
Through the haze of curiosity and happiness, Fool realized he still had things he wanted to know besides the meaning of this touch and pulled away. He moved backwards and sat on the bed, stretching.
“I’m about to ask another swarm of questions. Sorry, really. Shouldn’t we be like… getting ready for dinner? And should I know anything about your family? How long has it been since you’ve seen them? What do your parents do? For a living I mean. I can’t remember the rest of my questions… uh… gosh. Sorry, I’m kind of being an idiot.”
Fool looked a bit sheepish as he fiddled with his hands and snuck a glance up at Aaron. For some reason his cheeks flamed when he did so and he looked away a bit, lacing his fingers this way then that, trying to distract himself and calm that thumping in his chest.
-------------- he's gone from us forever ;; 250 words[/size][/color] he has moved a little nearer ;; tagged—aaron.[/size][/color] to the master of all laughter ;; lyrics belong to cocorosie’s rainbowarriors[/size][/color] to the master of all song ;; thread template credited to omnias [/size][/color] |
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Post by Aaron Nicholas Dubois on Apr 27, 2011 18:34:21 GMT -5
Aaron felt as though he was the happiest person ever at this moment. He couldn’t help but feel the darkest blush brighten and highlight over his features as his tongue met with Fool’s, but not because of him. He couldn’t help but feel the warmest, fuzziest feeling burrow its way deep inside him and sink, letting it float around to his entire being as he did. He liked Fool a lot, and he knew this was all he needed to be sure the boy was okay. This was what he needed to stitch up and repair the wounds inside himself, and hopefully he could help Fool with his as well. Aaron knew he had to be careful though. He knew he needed to take precautions with everything, and he didn’t want to scare Fool away…and so he was slightly happy when the boy moved away from him, hoping he would always tell Aaron when he had had enough.
He smiled before following the boy over to the bed, blushing himself when seeing Fool’s blush before moving next to him and burying his head in the nape of the boy’s neck.
“I don’t mind your questions FooFoo. You can do whatever you like, it won’t be ready for a little while now. Want to get cleaned up and put on something comfortable? I have pajama pants around here and a hoodie if you want.” Aaron nodded small after his words were out of his mouth, approving them himself before continuing to answer the boy.
“Not really much to know…sorry. Mom is a Psychologist; dad is a Lawyer…it’s how we afford this big house.” Aaron couldn’t help but smile and laugh when Fool’s next statement was out, wrapping his arms around the boy and pushing him down onto the plush mattress to lye atop him. He kissed at his neck gently, sending a trail of butterfly kisses down it.
“You are not an idiot, you are so adorable. You can do whatever you want, and it will be fine with me, just know that.” He nodded again before looking back to the boy beneath him, smiling and resting his head on top of Fool’s, lips dipping down to touch his gently.
“Are you all right…? I mean like, happy? Is there anything I can do for you?” He smiled down at the boy, holding him close before pecking his nose playfully, smiling wider.
Aaron was genuinely happy for once.
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