moonlit-theft-archived: Lips lowered at the corners, Zero stalks up to the other. It doesn't take long before the other notices him, of course it doesn't. He can already see that taunting smirk, those lips parting to lay out a sharp retort--- but before Kaname can utter a single sound, Zero's hand hits his mouth hard, shoving a hand full of Yuuki's latest 'creation' into it. Eat THAT, Kuran. =_=
He’s no longer sure. All he could see is white && then black. The food in his mouth went straight into the pits of his poorly state stomach. His consciousness long gone.
REST IN PIECES KANAME KURAN DIED AT THE AGE OF 10, 000 YEARS CAUSE OF DEATH: POISON
… Sometimes it’s nice to be reminded that, despite all the crack, my Zero is a little s h i t with a really bad mean streak when it comes to Kaname-
rip @corvumortis who needs to gtfback to tumblr and love on me-
‘ —I’ve heard today’s event means a lot to you. ’ solemn umber hues softened upon meeting rich velvet pair of pools, lips curling into an apologetic smile. Despite their on-going hot and cold daily interactions, the pureblood wasn’t one to blindingly ignore an important occasion, not especially if that person had somewhat became ( one way or another ) closer to him. Not that he would admit it out loud.
‘ I’d be lying if I’m not disappointed, only to hear such news from Takuma-kun. But —- anyway… ’ casually averting his
gaze,
Kaname hands out a small present in her direction. ‘ Happy Birthday. ’
It had been too long, he noted. The world where bright colors and picturesque scenery exists; warmth radiated upon lips as joyous laughter fills the air, uplifting the once dulled and grey heart of his. He remembers. Memories turned vivid. “ —-ah. ” casually, broad shoulders leaned against finely made antique wooden frame. Burgundy gaze fixated, hardly fazed and unmoving. Long arms rested against firm chest as he stood there, motionless. Her words —- little by little, reaches his ears. Dark lashes narrowed a tad, fangs in display. A sigh nearly slipped tightened folds of cold flesh, annoyance barely shown yet deep within it felt like candles were lit aflame.
To embrace isolation, years and counting. He wasn’t the least elated, not a bit. Stranger or not, this place wasn’t meant for visitors. It was his sanctuary, his home for comfort. Yet there she was, voicing out her curiosity. Genuine naivete, if he were to say so himself. “ Perhaps having me here was enough of an answer to your queries? ”
blood-bound-archived: Hello i was wondering you would like to have a thread with me? I have read your rules so i know whats expected. if you can't or your not interested at the moment i understand ^_^
hello~ this is hella late but don’t worry, I do intend to interact with you. Please come at me with them threads. (/grabby hands at) Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
‘ I have no words. ’ he simply says, flattening out his crumpled uniform as if all strength in his body just left. Not because of the ride, but perhaps he has gotten to a point where reasoning doesn’t exist on his companion’s vocabulary. Thus, eventually ending up being mentally exhausted, he was. ‘ Glad you enjoyed it. ‘
a sigh slid past thin lips, internally screaming at the blatant display of humiliation. His outward appearance contradictory to that of his inner thoughts. ‘ —-I am beginning wonder if you and Yuuki are of the same species. ’ He whispered under his breath, gaze narrowing at the sight before him. His only wish people hadn’t seen them yet. Really.
Venom both in their gazes were evident as silence consumed the deserted ruins, dull hues hinting predatory gleam yet masked impassiveness on the pureblood’s features was displayed. Queries fell on deaf ears, crimson gaze narrowing as long fingers started pressing its flesh into a weapon he was once accustomed to,
A weapon akin to that of artemis, the very instrument that would lead him and the others to their own demise.
‘ —–There’s not a need for such, ’ lips bared canine fangs, words came out so casual but dangerous. Lids hadn’t blink one bit as the other showed signs of aggressiveness amidst their frontal conversation.
He was persistent, even more so than the time he had seen him last. And he (too) was all too stubborn to back down.
His grip tightening at the tip, Kaname continued.‘ Even if I may have lost it or not. It no longer mattered. ’ He says,
not
in the
least thrilled. His aura darkened, an uncharacteristic
frown formed on the once amiable face.
Perhaps after being isolated for so long,
his heart grew colder. Being damned, even after everything he did. He no longer cares, nor does he even fear death this time.
With a taunting whisper, the former King said. ‘ You wish to end me, no?
then … I’d like to see you try. ‘