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Post by ALWYN THRONE on Jan 19, 2011 18:42:19 GMT -5
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Still alive but i'm barely breathin just prayed to a God that i don't believe in
crystalline purple hues narrowed in annoyance as a slender male walked down the streets. there were countless people all around in a constantly shifting sea, and the purple eyed male was desperately searching. he had been tasked with finding a young blackette, but it was beginning to feel like finding a needle in a haystack. he couldn’t deal with the disappointed looks on mukuro-sama’s and tsunayoshi-sama’s faces or the vitriolic edge to fran-sensei’s voice. a shiver passed through the purplette as he moved from the street to a dank, dark alley. he had been searching namimori for hours, and the illusionist was beginning to lose his sangfroid; nevertheless, he couldn’t give up. people were counting on him to provide rokudo kenjiro with assistance. the teen slowly let his hand transform into a fist as he moved further into the alley. his skin felt like multiple bugs were scampering up and down his spine, but the feeling was slowly expanding to cover his back. he couldn’t shake the sensation of someone following him. the purplette allowed a sort, piercing whistle to sound through the alley. the shrill sound echoed eerily in the dark alley as the young man hit a dead end. the boy raised his and pressed it against the rough brick of the wall, and a haggard sigh escaped before he focused his darkening gaze on the wall. faces swam across the wall, and the male could feel a scowl stretching across his face. heh… they’d be disappointed with me. the soft, melodic voice sounded through the silence as the purplette leaded his forehead against the wall.
the almost soundless footsteps began to ring in the teen’s ears. the steps were growing louder and louder and louder, but the purplette kept his eyes focused ahead. the steps made a slow steady rhythm with no hesitation. alwyn could feel the eyes of the person behind him. the gaze was burning through his back, but it was nowhere near the soul searching eyes of tsunayoshi-sama or the cold yet burning eyes of mukuro-sama. he wasn’t afraid; however, the malice aimed toward him seemed to stretch out and consume the alley. the hatred felt tangible, but alwyn couldn’t find it in him to be frightened. there was nothing threatening about a coward, and a coward was an adequate word for the approaching assailant. a dark chuckle escaped the illusionist as a heave hand landed on his shoulder. alwyn turned smoldering violet eyes to stare into his attacker’s onyx hues. a happy shiver passed through the purplette as his eyes slowly began to change to match his assailant’s dark hues.
a smirk stretched across the pale face as alwyn placed his free hand over the coward’s. you really should learn not to mess with people stronger than you, coward. the melodic voice was replaced by a biting, monotone sound that easily matched the expression across the handsome illusionist’s face. the man swallowed thickly as a terrified countenance appeared on his rapidly paling visage. the young guardian couldn’t blame the man though, but it was the man’s own fault. he had dared to light a fire within the already frustrated illusionist, and he was dealing with the consequences. the smirk stretched even further across alwyn’s face as he rocked up to his tip-toes in order to whisper softly against the terrified man’s ear. i really doubt that you’ll get a next time. you picked the wrong opponent to mess with. now, how should i break you? toss you onto the top of a building and let you fall back to the earth? lock you in a lightless and soundless pit? surround you with screaming toddlers that want someone to play captive for them? throw you back in time to let you walk the plank? or should i put you on trial back in the Salem Witch Trials? you’re free to pick any of those options. the only option you don’t have is running away. that would be ruining my fun though i would prefer to kill you. aly would have m-our head if i did. the purplette let his breath brush softly against the shell of the man’s ear before backing up and tossing a wicked, demonic grin to the petrified male. hmm… i suppose robbing you of all five senses will do nicely. it’ll teach you a lesson for sure, and goody-goody aly can’t argue with that.
the man had begun to back away as alwyn talked, but the boy’s now onyx hues were still locked on the assailant’s horrified face. the demonic smile turned wolfish as the illusionist began walking closer to his victim. the man just backed up two steps for every one that the young throne took. an exasperated sigh left the illusionist as his victim neared the street. really? you can’t possibly think i’m letting you get away. a snap echoed dangerously through the alley, and the wolfish grin once again turned demonic as the man went stock still. the horrified face rapidly flickered through shock and horror and terror and utter desperation. another dark chuckle ripped through the pruplette’s throat as he watched the man scamper away while running blindly into objects and not ever registering them. it was an amusing spectacle.
alwyn began moving closer to the street like a phantom with his footsteps not making even the slightest noise. an amused yet devilish grin had settled across his pale face, and his onyx hues were glittering in obvious mirth. the illusionist was quite proud of himself, but his good humor was stolen by the sudden appearance of a terrified face running full tilt into the alley. an irritated growl escaped his throat as the smaller body slammed into him. the purplette barely managed to stay on his feet, but his many years of training kept his body from smashing down onto the unforgiving ground. his onyx eyes were glazed over in annoyance and anger. what the hell was that for, runt?
words: 9-somethin tagged: kenji (nem) music: insomnia by the veronicas TEMPLATE BY BAD RABBIT OF OTE
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Post by KENJIRO ROKUDO on Jan 20, 2011 1:23:29 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=444444][atrb=background,http://i875.photobucket.com/albums/ab320/luxxray/bgpattern6.png]it seems like my eyes have been transfigured SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE HAS CHANGED - THEY'RE OPEN WIDE but hold that trigger → THINGS ARE NEVER WHAT THEY SEEM ESPECIALLY WHEN IT CAME TO KENJI. The boy had been on a small walk through Namimori yet again. He wondered why he kept to the same path every day. It wasn't odd after all, that he liked the same path. It gave him something that didn't change, something that was permanent in a way. He sighed as he continued to walk. He wondered, when the guardians Tsuna had talked about would show up.
He let out a soft sigh before he glanced up. He was passing the flower shop again. He wondered if the girls he had met the other day were doing any better. He hadn't really understood the conflict they had been having. Kenji stopped his normal footsteps and paused in front of the shop. The lights were off, which probably meant the pink-haired girl wasn't in yet. Or maybe she wasn't coming at all. He honestly didn't know. He let the thought process for a moment before he heard footsteps behind him. Kenji didn't like that. Sure, it was probably just another person out walking but people gave him the chills especially when the steps came from behind him.
He quickly started to walk again. "Your over reacting Kenji, its just another person on the street, they will go away, after you walk for a while. They are probably just going to the store or something" he thought to himself. He couldn't help but admit that he was a little scared but talking to himself calmed him down a bit. As he kept walking however, the footsteps did not stop and actually started to get louder. Okay, kenji couldn't hide it any more, he was seriously freaked out. But then the thought hit him. What if it was one of his guardians?
Maybe they were following him trying to figure out if he was the Vongola boss? At the thought Kenji stopped his rather fast pace and went to turn around. When he did however he was greeted not by a guardian but by a unfamiliar hand pressed firmly against his mouth and another arm gripping his upper arm. Kenji flinched against the man who grabbed him but the man held him steady. "Young Vongola ...I presume.. Oh how nice it is to see you so defenseless on the streets." |
[/b] the man said. Kenji didn't know what to do. Out of instinct he did the only thing he could. He bit down into the man's flesh. Kenji heard the guy cry out in pain and felt his grip loosen. Kenji instantly pulled away. He ran now.. faster than he thought he could. Instantly he heard footsteps behind him. Kenji saw a small alley and turned down it eyes wide in fear. He wasn't really paying attention to were he was going and when he crashed into something he easily was the one to fall back and hit the ground. He flinched only slightly as he looked up at the boy who stood there. The deep words made Kenji's skin crawl, but he didn't mind, so much. "DAMNED VONGOLA BRAT!!!" A shout came from behind. Kenji's eyes shook as he looked behind himself. There stood the man that had almost taken him off somewhere. He didn't know what to do. Instantly he got up and stood beside this new kid. He didn't care if he made his skin crawl a bit. At least he was better than the man who wanted to kidnap him. He looked at the boy with fear and something along the lines of appreciation. "P-Please help me!"[/b] [/div] this could mean danger ← [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by ALWYN THRONE on Jan 20, 2011 6:16:48 GMT -5
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Still alive but i'm barely breathin just prayed to a God that i don't believe in
narrowed onyx hues never left the smaller blackette that had slammed into him. the younger male’s appearance seemed familiar, and alwyn couldn’t help but feel that he was forgetting something. he pushed the irritating notion aside and finally transferred his gaze to the newest arrival. the devilish grin went up a notch as the blackette moved to stand beside him. he could always deal with the annoying runt later. he had bigger fish to fry, but it didn’t look like the other was terrified yet. that wouldn’t do. the mirth slowly reappeared in the purplette’s dark eyes as he took a step closer to the very irritated male. he could easily tell that the man had gotten his feathers rustled and wanted someone to beat up on. a matter of pride, or so it seemed. the young throne could really care less as the man stalked closer to his tormentor and his victim. the man had no idea what demonic thoughts were circling through the illusionist’s mind as he approached with no caution, no fear, only blind ignorance of what lay ahead for him. a sudden rush of guilt gripped the illusionist, but he shoved it aside. he wasn’t the same pansy aly was, and he hadn’t gotten his dosage of fun time yet. aly could continue to rest and not meddle with things. the smile dropped from the male’s face like falling snow in order to be replaced by a dark scowl. his narrowed hues dropped again, and alwyn looked the part of a vengeful demon.
a dark chuckle ripped through alwyn’s body as the next victim came into his attack range. the scowl fading back as the same wolfish smile took over his features. the purplette easily slipped between the blackette and his tormentor with a knife twirling around his index finger, and alwyn was rewarded by his victim taking a hasty step back and almost losing his balance. another dark chuckle echoed through the alley as the illusionist stepped closer to the attacker. he reached his free hand up to rest on the man’s face before flashing him a fake yet dazzling smile. the purplette was rewarded by a sharp intake of breath from the man before him. you shouldn’t pick on people smaller than you. it makes you appear to be inadequate and only capable of being a bully. we wouldn’t want that now, would we? the purplette’s voice came out in a sultry purr as the man nodded. the attacker’s eyes had glazed over, and alwyn couldn’t choke down the disgust the man had managed to drag up. your actions deserve a punishment through. how should we go about that? perhaps we’ll tie you to a tree for a few nights and let the lions have at you? we could throw you in a wooden box and ship you off to sea? or we could drop you in alligator infested waters and never come rescue you? the attacker just nodded dumbly to the illusionist’s words without really taking any of them in.
a scowl marred the young guardian’s face, and he transferred his hand from the man’s check to flick him on the forehead. an irritated growl was growing in his throat, and he couldn’t rid himself of his agitation or disgust or hatred for the idiotic male he was interacting with. it made him feel sick, yet his body was shaking slightly from the thrill of once again submitting someone to pure hell. i suppose the second on will do. close your eyes tight and don’t open them again until i tell you too. the man complied without a word, and the purplette let out a depressed moan. it was never any fun when they listened to every word he said without doing a thing, but he supposed that’s what he got for casting an illusion to make himself look like a girl. have some pleasant nightmares, coward. the purplette’s voice was still in the same sultry purr as he conjured up a steel box around the man and feed the previously lie about shipping him to sea into his mind. a yowl of terror filled the alley, and a satisfied smirk settled on the purplette’s features as he finally turned back to the blackette.
the smirk dropped off alwyn’s face in an instant as his gaze once again hardened with flashes of irritation and anger appeared in his slowly lightening hues. aly was fighting his way to the surface, and wyn knew he wasn’t going to be allowed an more playtime anytime soon. an agitated pout flickered across the purplette’s features before he settled onto an expressionless, emotionless demeanor. it wouldn’t do to lose his composure when the blackette had brought him a second victim. it wasn’t often that he was given a chance to use his powers to punish the people that wronged him and aly, but aly didn’t seem to understand that. it was quite sad, yet wyn didn’t know what to do about it.
runt the purplette’s voice had settled into a growl, and his once onyx hues were now a dark purple. what was the point of leading that big coward of a bully in here? he say or do something rude. get over it. that’s life. i expect a name after i so gracefully got rid of your problem, and it would be best if you find it in your heart to be afraid of me. i’m not against hurting cute little things like you. the illusionist’s tone was biting, and his eyes were once again shifting to a lighter shade. wyn could now faintly hear aly’s lecturing voice in his mind, but he ignored it and focused his entire attention on the blackette that looked faintly familiar.
words: 9-somethin tagged: kenji (nem) music: the radio TEMPLATE BY BAD RABBIT OF OTE
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Post by KENJIRO ROKUDO on Jan 25, 2011 1:52:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=444444][atrb=background,http://i875.photobucket.com/albums/ab320/luxxray/bgpattern6.png]it seems like my eyes have been transfigured SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE HAS CHANGED - THEY'RE OPEN WIDE but hold that trigger → WHY WAS IT REALLY, THAT BAD THINGS SEEMED TO ALWAYS HAPPEN TO HIM. Kenji didn't know why, but he was beginning to get real sick of always ending up in some form of danger. He really hated it to be honest. The boy had never really liked things like this, hadn't really done anything to deserve it either. But once again, what was he in? Danger. The thought made the boy want to let out a long sigh, but right now, that was not available to him. He just kept going. He knew how to run that was for sure, and with his small frame he was quite good at it. He was a fast little kid, if that was what you would call the teenager who was supposed to be training to be the next head of a huge mafia family.
When he bumped into Alwyn, he didn't expect what had happened. He expected the kid to kill him first. He wouldn't be surprised if he was working with the guy that was chasing him. But it seemed that wasn't the case. As Kenji got up from the ground and moved beside the boy who was apparently going to help him. Kenji wasn't exactly sure if that was a good thing however. The look on the boy's face when the man came into the ally was very frighting. Sure, Kenji had been scared before, but this was different, this made the boy want to crawl under a rock and never come out. Okay, so maybe not that drastic but Kenji definitely felt his skin crawl at the smile and the laugh that came from him.
Kenji almost wanted to back up himself as the man came closer. He wasn't scared of him anymore though, there was something about this kid beside him. Something in Kenji's gut told him to run, but not from the man stalking him, this kid beside him, was a lot worse, he already knew. It was hard, but Kenji managed to keep the fear off his face. His eyes shook slightly as he watched the man approach, but then, the boy beside him seemed to want blood. He moved in front of Kenji, his mind apparently not on him anymore. Kenji was almost glad to be out of the attention of this guy. Sure the kid was saving his tail, but at the same time, Kenji go the feeling that this kid was not in any shape way or form, human.
Kenji watched as the man who had seemed so strong to him before began to crumple before the boy in front of him. The boy hadn't even really touched him yet, and he still seemed to brake apart. This kid was mad scary and he could probably do whatever the hell he wanted and no one could stop him. Kenji wasn't about to even say anything to the boy. If he could of he probably would of fled by now. God how his stomach was hurting from just watching this kid. It made Kenji shake as the boy continued his antics on the man. How easy it seemed to make the man brake and go completely robotic. It seemed to make Alwyn pissed though which wasn't a good sign.
Kenji felt frozen in place then. He couldn't move and watched as the final pieces were played from the boys hands. The man's scream seemed to send Kenji's heart into a frenzy as he felt it beating rather heavily. The man collapsed right in front of him, but the boy didn't even seem to notice. Kenji's eyes flickered to him once again, unable to stop his heart from racing the way it did. He tried hard to slow his heartbeat down. If he knew anything, people like this fed off fear, and Kenji couldn't let himself die, he just couldn't. He managed to calm himself down as the boy finally seemed to remember him.
Kenji watched as different emotions flickered across the boy's features before they settled on a emotionless feature. Kenji himself got a little irritated when the boy called him runt. But his gut new better than he did and Kenji refrained from saying anything rude toward the boy who had technically saved his ass. When Alwyn spoke however, Kenji could no longer hold himself back from saying what he felt like saying. It was only words after all. How much could they really get him into trouble. Kenji would soon learn that words were a powerful thing indeed. Luckily, they wouldn't kill him this time, hopefully.
"You know what! Actually.. He was trying to kidnap me. As for getting over it, I am not some little kid that you can push around! Just because my frame is smaller than others doesn't mean I am weak and worthless. And if you must know, My name is Kenjiro, Kenjiro Rokudo. And in no way, shape, or form, am I going to be afraid of someone like you." |
[/b] he said. Oh, Kenji was definitely in hot water. Though for the first time, instead of feeling like he had done something wrong, his gut had the feeling that he had said just the right things. [/div] this could mean danger ← [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by ALWYN THRONE on Feb 1, 2011 18:51:20 GMT -5
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Still alive but i'm barely breathin just prayed to a God that i don't believe in
the color of pure darkness in the young purplette’s eyes had receded to the natural pure amethyst color. the slender purple eyebrows had drawn together, and a frown marred the male’s pale face. confusion and doubt clouded the still lightening hues as the boy let himself fall onto his knees. the frown grew deeper as previous conversations passed through the boy’s conscience. a whimper from the purplette’s captive brought the young throne from his momentary lapse, and he turned his bewildered gaze on the curled up male. pale fingers snapped together, and the soft whimpering disappeared. the illusionist watched as the victim’s tortured gaze rested on him for a moment before the male propelled himself to his feet and ran like a cheetah away from the alley. a sad, broken smile settled on alwyn’s face as he turned his amethyst hues back to the blackette.
the blackette had no idea what the name kenjiro rokudo meant to him. alwyn could already see the disappointment leaving the faces of all the people that were important to him. tsunayoshi-sama. mukuro-sama. fran-sensei. the purplette could barely hold back a relieved sigh as he shifted how he was seated before his boss. he slowly moved his right leg so that he was kneeling before the young rokudo. his pale, feminine right hand was placed over his heart, and his left arm was bent behind his back. alwyn bowed slightly to his teenage boss with his gaze settling on the dirty concrete ground. shouts echoed in from the street, but the mist guardian was only concerned with the blackette before him. i can’t believe it. i’ve been searching for you, kenjiro-sama. it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. you have no idea how long i’ve looked forward to meeting you, and tsunayoshi-sama sends his regards. the purplette barely dared to breathe, and he kept his voice light and airy. it was a drastic change from the deep growl wyn preferred. guilt swept over the purplette as he remembered just how rude his other self had been. the teen swallowed back his fears and slowly transferred his gaze back to the younger male.
alwyn kept his body bowed slightly, but he couldn’t tear his gaze from the blackette’s violet eyes. neither mukuro-sama nor tsunayoshi-sama had such eyes, but the illusionist could see both of them in the boy’s features. a flame of worry flickered to life within the purplette, but he quickly put a cap on it. his appearance meant nothing, but kenjiro-sama definitely looked cute and molestable. a shudder passed through the guardian at the thought, and aly immediately began lecturing the lingering remains of wyn. it would take a few more hours before his amethyst hues returned to normal, and it would be hours more before wyn’s presence disappeared from aly’s conscience. there were times when wyn’s presence didn’t disappear at all, and then there were times when his poisonous words disappeared as soon as alwyn’s eyes returned to their normal color. another flickering flame of worry ate away at the young male’s mind, but he quickly shut that down as well.
i’m incredibly sorry for how wyn spoke to you, kenjiro-sama. my name is alwyn throne, and it would please me greatly if you called me aly. the purplette’s voice was still butterfly soft as he spoke, and the illusionist was barely containing his excited tremors. his heart was beating a mile a minute, and he could barely refrain from leaping up and praising some higher being for delivering his boss unharmed. it gives me much sorrow to tell you that i’m not all that i appear to be, but i’m an illusionist trained to act as your mist guardian. you, my dear boss, have complete control over my every action. i pray that you make good use of my skills. alwyn once again lowered his scorching gaze to the ground and prayed that the blackette could forgive wyn’s tactless words. he could only hope, but he wasn’t ready to disappoint anyone yet. he would prove his worth even if he had to kidnap his boss himself.
words: -shrugs- tagged: kenji (nem) music: die another day - madonna TEMPLATE BY BAD RABBIT OF OTE
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Post by KENJIRO ROKUDO on Mar 18, 2011 10:43:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][bg=444444][atrb=background,http://i875.photobucket.com/albums/ab320/luxxray/bgpattern6.png]it seems like my eyes have been transfigured SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE HAS CHANGED - THEY'RE OPEN WIDE but hold that trigger → KENJI HONESTLY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT. Kenji really didn't have time to think through many things however, as he seemed to notice a change within the male in front of him. The once dark, lust filled eyes, began to recede to something much lighter. Instead of the smirk that had been there just moments before a frown and almost a confused look crossed the other male's features. Had Kenji really said something that had been that confusing to the boy in front of him? The blackette thought, but could find nothing that really came across as such. He thought he had been very straightforward and actually a little overbearing, and rather rude. Kenji however, wouldn't take what he said back, unless he felt really bad, and at the moment he didn't feel bad at all.
It was when the boy in front of him fell to his knees that Kenji became confused himself. He instinctively reached out for him, as if to catch him but his reaction time was a little slow. It made him confused as to why someone who was yelling at him only moments before would suddenly just fall to his knees. Kenji, though he didn't want to admit it, knew that the other male had been winning that fight. So, why just drop now? Kenji didn't know what to do, so he just stood there clueless as to what he was supposed to be doing. He really didn't understand what was going on, and his arms that had reached out to the other male fell back to his side.
Kenji's eyes shot to the male that had almost gotten him earlier. The boy honestly didn't know how to feel about the situation that had just transpired. Sure, the guy was a horrible person for trying to harm him while he was unprepared for him and such, but did he really deserve what the male before him had done. Kenji didn't even really know WHAT the other male had done. It had all happened so fast and Kenji was still slightly confused. He watched as the man seemed to be suffering before the now, different, male before him just snapped his fingers. It was as if nothing had happened after that. The man booked and Kenji didn't blame him.
Kenji's eyes flickered back to the male before him however when he started to move. Kenji resisted the urge in the depths of his chest to take a step back. Even though Kenji had said such bold things earlier he was a little scared. Anyone probably would be after seeing what the young vongola boss had just seen. Not just anyone could do that, and this guy in front of him was definitely someone to be feared for that very reason. However, when the movement, Kenji's eyes widened slightly. The boy had moved to a bowing position. That was certainty not what the blackette had been expecting. He had expected a few things sure, but not that.
Soft and pure words came from the male that now bowed before him. As he spoke Kenji felt something of a apologetic feeling cross him. This was not the same guy that had growled at him moments before. With such a huge difference between the two, Kenji couldn't help but feel a sense of whiplash. Only then did he really concentrate on what the boy in front of him was saying. He had been looking for him? Wait, did that mean this person, the same man who had saved him only moments before, was possibly one of his guardians, Kenji himself had been looking for? Yes, it possibly could mean that. The last bit of his sentence however caused Kenji's violet eyes to glance away. Tsunayoshi-sama. Grandfather.
"You... have been looking for me? You've been with....Tsuna?" Kenji knew his words were on the shaky side. But the male hadn't heard from Tsuna since he had asked him to leave his mother. He hadn't even seen his grandfather. And, this boy had? To many memories of pain and of things his mother had told him about the world shot through his head. It was going to take a miracle to turn Kenji into something that was fit to be a Vongola. Let alone the boss of it all. Kenji didn't really know what to say, and didn't notice that Aly's glance had moved to him. Kenji was in his own thoughts anyway. He really didn't know what to assume from all of this.
Kenji didn't know how long he had been off in his own thoughts before the male's words finally seemed to drag him back from whatever reality he had been in. Kenji's light hues instantly flickered back to the other boy who was still on the ground in front of him. He really hadn't been paying attention but assumed he hadn't missed much, since his words had brought him back instantly. For the first time, Kenji's eyes locked with the others as he spoke. Alwyn Throne. The name was not familiar to Kenji, but he hadn't really guessed it to be in the first place. Kenji didn't know many people at all anyway. Kenji closed his light hues for a moment before opening them once more.
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[/color] he whispered softly, after the boy had finished. He looked at the male his eyes had once more gone to the ground. Kenji couldn't really stand that any longer. That would be one thing he could never stand. He moved forward and bent down so that he was in an almost sitting position his knees bent as he put a hand on Aly's shoulder. "It's very nice to meet you, but, if you would let me call you aly, please.. call me kenji, and.. I would much rather be friends than you bowing to me all the time." he said softly. Kenji let a soft smile form on his features. He let out a soft laugh and closed his eyes in content. He really didn't care what kind of past Alywn had or what he meant by his earlier statement. Kenji just felt a bond to the boy. He really didn't blame him for earlier either. Though in Kenji's mind he did hope that the other male before him would take him up on his offer. [/div] this could mean danger ← [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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