Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted)

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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Mar 30, 2013 22:06:31 GMT -5

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Post by itsuki2 on Mar 30, 2013 22:06:31 GMT -5

Oct 6, 2012 21:09:20 GMT -5 Risa said:

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All over the ground was fallen petals from the sakura trees, blooming from spring . The petals were even falling at this moment around him, them complementing his current haircolor. It was a bit windy outside and it was quite cold, the temperature was a bit low being in the high forties so it was pretty rough for him. He was ill, no he felt more than ill. He felt sick to his stomach, it was just an hour ago he has tended to his most recent client which was horrible as always, itw asn't the worst he's been through but still he hated it, just for money and very few wouldn't even pay. He felt like a pig, no worse than that. Scum, a wh0re.He clenched his teeth at his thought and before long tears trailed from his eyes down his cheeks, and crossed his arms to rest his head into them listening to the whistling wind and the sound of the water flowing.

He was miserable and he felt like just jumping this railing right now, no one would help him and even so he didn't want a group home or to be sent into foster care he absolutely hated the sound of that and believed it was much worse than being homeless having to go through this shit. His head suddenly shot up however feeling the presence of someone in the area, he felt someone lurking nearby that strange feeling that made his hair stand up and made him uncomfortable. His ears twitched from left to right his head not turning at all not one bit as of yet. Someone was lurking, he hoped itw asn't someone looking to be another client.[/style]
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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Apr 2, 2013 12:32:38 GMT -5

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Post by Kazuo Kaido on Apr 2, 2013 12:32:38 GMT -5

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Frustrated, Kazuo made his way from his house. His mom's friends dressed him up again. Why him? Why did he have to cross dress? It was embarrassing. Making his way to his favorite park, he made sure the hair extensions were in place. He didn't want to be found out. That would be humiliating. He wore a cute blue night-gown that matched his eyes. He made a lovely girl, but not that he would admit it to himself.

He strolled through the park, enjoying the peaceful sounds surrounding him. He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the crisp breeze. His hair longer from the extensions, blew with the wind. Brushing his bangs from his face, a person came into view. He was going to avoid him, but he looked so sad. His cheeks burning bright red, he took a seat next to the boy. So he was sad. He was crying. He didn't like when people cried. He reached over to the boy, and wiped at the tears on his face. "S-sorry. Y-you just look so sad.. and miserable. Are you okay?" Kazuo tilted his head, reached into his pocket for his handkerchief, which he had with him solely to wipe off the make up. He decided this boy needed it more.

Kazuo stuttered and blushed out a greeting. "M-my name is Kazuo Kaido." He blushed an even fiercer shade of red as he gave away the fact that he was a boy. "I-I'm not a weirdo or anything.. I swear. M-my mom's friends like to dress me up like a doll." He squeaked cutely as he spoke, and eventually he hid his face in his hands. He was mortified. Hopefully he wouldn't scare the boy away.

TAGS; Haruka

WORD COUNT; 286

NOTES; Sucky post is sucky

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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Apr 2, 2013 15:21:00 GMT -5

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Post by itsuki2 on Apr 2, 2013 15:21:00 GMT -5

Oct 6, 2012 21:09:20 GMT -5 Risa said:

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Their first words were apologizing to him, for what? For startling him or approaching him out of the ordinary? He didn't really mind but he believed this was another person looking to use him, he wasn't up for it tonight and he was on, how you say 'break', even though he knew he could be easily snatched up anyway. He seemed to flinch or twitch, or his tail flicked or even his ear at sudden touch if any of such movements are made. He was really upset and miserable hopefully it didn't get to the point of suicide but he couldn't find the part of him to do it, he didn't know why.

"... U-Uhm... I am okay... I'm just tired of being out here alone, you don't know what I have to go t-through to live..."

He stepped back once, a bit nervous or timid. Again he believe this person was just like the rest, didn't care about him or his problems, probably like some of the stupid fools that wanted to use him and make life hell for him.

"If you're looking for some kind of 'fun' out of me o-or something... Sorry I'm not available right now..."

He winced at how stupid he sounded, he did sound quite dumb saying that and he tried to settle down and just sit on the cold ground, causing another wince from his left eye but tried to deal with it. He looked through the gate at the water, staying cautious of the person before him but he looked like he was quivering, maybe from fear or from the cold or... Maybe from mental problems. Maybe all three of them seeing what he's been through. Before he knew it, introductions! Who was this person, this strange person... They weren't that strange but he couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy. But that's the same with him as well, a lot of the people who have used him mistook him for a girl. And one who figured out he was a boy beat him over the head harshly he swears he's surprised he's not going through some kind of mental disorder. Actually, maybe he already is, he couldn't tell himself really.

"Haruka..."

He whispered in a low tone not being one for loud environments anyway.His head was against the cold steel or metal fence that kept young ones from falling in the large river, which was bad cause that cold steel could do something negative to his body especially his head and it did, it soon gave him a headache making him pull back and hold it. So, telling by their name and their confession it was a boy yet in girly clothes, a crossdresser. Ah, Haru seemed to be interested in clothes of his opposite gender just as much as his own gender. So he could really be a dress up doll. But that answered his question on what gender they were, and he was trying to get him believe the fact that he wasn't a weirdo, yeah he'll try to believe that cause right now he hardly trusts anyone.
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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Apr 3, 2013 18:32:34 GMT -5

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Post by Kazuo Kaido on Apr 3, 2013 18:32:34 GMT -5

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He didn't really understand the boy's actions, for he was looking at him with such un-trusting eyes. What had happened to this pink haired male to make him this way? His blond fluffy ears lowered on his head as he looked down at the water. This park was very peaceful, and he enjoyed coming here when life was getting crazy. He rested his hands on the bar, and leaned forward, looking at the sky's reflection in the water. He wished it would get warmer out soon. "Well...If you don't want to be alone..How bout I keep you company? As friends? I know it looks weird.. But I'm actually a boy. My mom's cross-dressing friends like to dress me up like a girl cause they think I'm cute. But shhhh, it's a secret so don't tell anyone. It's embarrassing." He blushed heavily, still looking at the water's surface as the pink petals dropped gracefully onto it.

Kazuo looked up as the boy began to back away. His eyes showed a bit of hurt in them. His tail drooped miserably as he looked away again in embarrassment. He peeked up at the boy as he talked. "F-fun..? What do you mean by that? I-I'm n-not a p-pervert! I-I would never do anything like that to anyone." He stuttered out as he hid his bright red face. He still really didn't know what he meant by "fun", but out of what his brother told him, he had a feeling it had to do with sex. And his brother had told him to save his ears for someone special, so he was going to. "M-my brother told me to save my ears for someone special.. So I am.. Sorry. The only "fun" in my book is when both people are enjoying themselves. And you, don't look so happy. So I bet those people are just taking advantage of you when they say it's "fun"" Kazuo looked back down at the water, hoping he hadn't offended him in any way. "S-sorry. It's not my place to butt in. It really isn't any of my business, since I'm a stranger. But if you're going to do things like that, at least be safe. It wouldn't be good to get in trouble. Here. You look cold." Kazuo took off his jacket and settled it around the boys shoulders.

Kazuo shrugged, gazing at Haruka. "Your hair matches the cherry blossoms. It's actually quite pretty. If I was a child I would've thought that you were a sakura goddess or something..." Kazuo rambled off, blushing an even fiercer red. "S-sorry. That was probably creepy. I-I'm just not used to talking to people. I'm usually cooped up with my mom's weird friends." He let go of the bar and stepped back. "Um.. I know we just met.. Haruka-Kun.. But.. At least promise me that you aren't going to do anything reckless? It's chilly out and that water doesn't look too inviting. If you want, we could have a sleepover. My mom is home with her friends, but we could play video games and stuff in my room. I've got manga's and anime's.. If you're into it...b-but if you'd rather not.. That's okay too." Kazuo was bright red, and he was trying to calm his nerves, but it wasn't really helping.

TAGS; Haruka

WORD COUNT; 550

NOTES; Kazuo is shy~

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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Apr 3, 2013 20:59:41 GMT -5

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Post by itsuki2 on Apr 3, 2013 20:59:41 GMT -5

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"Y-You look fine to me..."

He complemented kindly, telling the truth as Kazuo did look alright with the girly clothes on, he didn't look like some kind of weirdo. Listening to his stories he understood him and tried to trust him about his statement, hopefully nothing will be done to shatter this trust. The tad bit of movement in the teen's direction caught his eye's attention and he stared at him, noticing some of the body language he was giving off. His eyes were hurt for a moment and he caught it before he had looked away, the same expression he nearly always had on his own face when he looked at some shattered glass to see his reflection, his tail was even drooping and he looked down at his feet tearing up slightly a bit upset that he may have offended the other, cursing at himself mentally and shaking with sadness but tried not to show it and rubbed at his eyes.

"N-No! I-I mean... I'm just... I didn't mean fun literally it's just... Urgh... I've..."

He looked away in the opposite direction and began to cry silently his little sniffles and sulks could be heard if one had good hearing, his hands reaching up to make sure his ears are still there. He's been sued so many times and has almost had his ears taken away from him a few times, he tried to get out of it and got a beating sometimes, most of the times he got out of it safely. He didn't even listen to the words that Kazuo uttered next he was too lost in his own saddened thoughts, these images and memories ricocheted off the 'walls' of his mind and it made him shudder violently sticking out more than the nonstop quivering his body emitted. He felt dirty,, he felt like a used doll and that made his nerves worse at that instant, he felt sick and speaking of such he was already ill, he doesn't think he's ever been taken to a clinic has he...? Maybe he did, or else he probably wouldn't be alive now but that'd be before his life turned for the worse.

But he snapped out of it half-way so he could listen more to Kazuo's words, he couldn't just ignore him no he wasn't like that he wasn't rude like that no... He was nice, kind, as much as he tried and pushed away how much his life is quickly falling apart and driving him towards the edge soon. Be safe...? No, no no no no no... Hew as not safe, not at all. His life was always in a gamble, he was starved, he was dehydrated he was in pain both mentally and physically and he doesn't even know if he has any illnesses or diseases lingering inside of him but he most likely does seeing where he is now, on the street with no help.

"It's too late for that... I'm not safe now, there has to be at least three things wrong with me now...You don't know what's happening with me..."

He managed to speak through his sobs, but tried to keep himself at ease and tried to stop crying, it worked halfway yet he still had tears trailing down his cheeks, dropping to his knees and resting his head once more against the dead cold metallic fence causing a tear or two to fall, but none really after that. His body went stiff from shock when he suddenly felt a sort of fabric wrap around his hurt, unhealthy body. That's when he took to realization that Kazuo wrapped his coat around him and he lifted his head to look at him, his eyes slightly puffy from his crying.

"T-Thank you..."

He whispered to him before gazing back at the moon, more the reflection in the water of the large river. His body stopped it's quivering a tad bit, he was warmed up and felt ever so grateful about it and even prayed for a moment, mentally, that the warmth wouldn't fade away but it'd have to sometime, this was someone else's coat. The strands of his long, pink hair hanging over his face stirred gently as a small harmless breeze passed by sending a few more petals raining upon them and the river, one actually landing in Haru's hair and shockingly, his hair nearly matched the shade of the sakura petals' color.

"Thanks... No one ever complements me... It's usually meaningless words combined with curses, insults and things like that. I'm a boy, if you didn't know... Just putting it out there..."

He said, that last part almost made him smile admitting it but that faltered before it even happened as he wondered to himself, if he'd be better off not ever being born. Why was he born...? To go through hell like this? He didn't ask to be born, he didn't want to be born and definitely wouldn't have wanted to been if he knew he'd have to live like this. Maybe... Maybe if... Maybe if he could somehow just go, leave this world peacefully, silently, it'd all be good. He was probably already dying already, or maybe horribly ill or sick, there have been strange things going on with him the past few days. Maybe if he just laid around and waited for himself to perish quietly, yes the thought made him want to cry yet with joy at what might be waiting for him on the other side. Or he could just jump in the water right now, can't someone die from being in cold water like that or... Or... Yeah that'd be a quicker yet more violent way but the faster he goes the better... R- His thoughts were cut off by the interruption of kazuo yet he appreciated it, his anxiety levels were rising from his choices.

It was like Kazuo was reading his mind, it was so weird. But he had to do something reckless... He had to he couldn't take this anymore he... He wanted to go. He wanted to die. He didn't wanna suffer like this anymore. But the sound of this... A sleep over? Did he really just say sleepover? He didn't see the point of it, he didn't have anything or anywhere to go to after sleeping over with Kazuo, what was the point? He wanted to jump into the river now too but a part of him wanted to give this a chance, if this was a dream that he had met Kazuo he's going to kill himself instantly when he awakens. His head was screwed with, his emotions.

"Sleepover... I-I could try it uhm... It sounds great... I just don't know..."

He didn't finish his words, trying to gather the courage to explain to Kazuo what his current situation is, the reason why he wished to kill himself so badly. The reason why he kept on crying. After minuets after minutes passed, he finally broke the silence with a climax in his anxiety that was trying to ease as he spoke.

"I have nothing or anyone, I live in alleys or parks, I live nowhere... I have no home, I was used once and that was it, I couldn't take it anymore and I ran as far as I could. I'm alone now... I have to..."

He teared up once more and tried to hide his face with his hands, but leaving his mouth uncovered so he could be heard. He didn't bother to finish what he was going to see, he didn't like saying it or even the thought of it.

"... To get my own money... I have to, I have no choice... It's so I can feed myself and so I can take care of myself but I barely can anyways... I am probably even sickly, no one wants me I'm probably sick and people don't want to go through the trouble of helping a ill, sick brat..."

he suddenly shook his head and growled lowly in his throat at himself, no no no stop the pity crap, him and his stupid sob stories no one cares about hem and looks at him as a dramatic piece of filth, dramatic pile of pity. No one likes dramatic people, at least that's what he thought which was another reason why he didn't want to admit to any of this.

"... I'll just shut up now."

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Seeing Sakura's (Enchanted) Apr 13, 2013 22:19:02 GMT -5

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Post by Kazuo Kaido on Apr 13, 2013 22:19:02 GMT -5

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Kazuo was surprised. He made the boy cry! Kazuo squeaked in surprise, almost flailing, trying to figure out a way to cheer him up. "D-don't cry! I-It's okay! It'll be okay!" Kazuo pulled the boy into a tight hug, and held him close. He petted his hair, and ran his hands over the boys ears gently. As he held the boy tight he whispered to him. "Not safe? Well you'll be safe with me. I promise. It's okay. Just relax." He continued to hold the boy tightly, letting him sob softly.

Kazuo chuckled softly while he petted the boys fluffy ears. "I know you're a boy. You don't have any boobs." Kazuo laughed a little, as he released the boy. "Why would anyone insult you? You're cute and pretty. You don't deserve to be insulted. You deserve to be loved like any other person. Those people obviously don't deserve to be in your company." Kazuo huffed. He patted the boy's hair again. He liked it, it was soft and pretty. He was like a cherry blossom prince, or something that came from a fairy tale.

Kazuo sucked in a deep breath at the boys story. He couldn't believe it. He didn't know how hard life could really be. He had been coddled his entire life, not really knowing any troubles. Kazuo spoke up with a squeak. "Then you come live with me! If you don't mind getting dressed up by my mom's weird friends. I've got a twin, and my mom really likes kids. I don't really have any friends, so she would be glad to have you. So come on. Lets go." Kazuo smiled warmly as he took the boys hand. "And if you're sick, we can go to the doctor together. My mom's going out with a doctor at the moment. He's real nice. So's Mama. Oh, oh. I can't wait for you to meet my brother. He's super cool." Kazuo spoke with an excited and animated voice as he towed Haruka to his apartment. It may be a little cozy, but it was home.

As he pushed his window open, he signaled Haruka to slide in silently. "Shh. They didn't know I left. They would throw a fit." He slid in after Haruka and closed and locked his window. He had left his light on and his door locked. He heard his mom's friends having fun out in the living room. "Looks like those old Okama's are drunk. So we should be fine. I will explain to Mama in the morning. So we can relax in here tonight." he smiled at the boy. He slid the dress off over his shoulders and walked over to his closet, and grabbed some pajamas for him and Haruka. "I have comfy pajamas, here." He handed a set to Haruka. "They should warm you up. You don't mind if we share a bed do you? I can put the stuffed animals on the floor." Kazuo turned, putting on his pajamas. He giggled softly to himself. This was his first sleepover. This was going to be fun.

TAGS; Haruka

WORD COUNT; 516

NOTES; Kazuo is shy~

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Post by itsuki2 on Apr 14, 2013 10:14:59 GMT -5

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They really seemed to not enjoy the paining tears of someone else, really dislike it or they wouldn't have reacted in such a way. The boy seemed to cling slightly to their dress as a sign that he felt secure then release, it repeated this action. Cling, release, cling, release, with his hands. It was strange how he did this but it no doubt signaled he felt secure. Their intention now was to soothe him, to calm him down, try and get him to feel comfortable and stop his distress that he was feeling at the moment. But wait... What did he mean, 'safe with him'...? Did he mean right now, as in with him right now? The petting of his ears made him keep his eyes closed, and his tail moved slowly in the air if not flat on the ground from the way he might be seated. He felt so comfortable, more comfortable than he's ever actually been so far and he was well grateful for it all. but he didn't understand how he knew he was a boy, do girls at his age have boobs...? Those things, do they? He didn't know, maybe it was starting for them, Some maybe not.

"O-Oh... Uhm, they'd treat me like dirt, or like someone lower than them and would use me, horribly... Then throw me back out like trash, some without even giving me anything... Like money..."

He managed in a low tone between his soft purr-like sounds from the attention he was receiving on both his head and ears. Even if he was released he didn't feel like pulling away, it wasn't anything involved with romance he believed no just... He was rather affectionate and he loved the attention and the hugging, it was comfortable in his opinion and nothing he hasn't felt in such a long time. the boy seemed to be disturbed by his small, or short, autobiography evidence was the breath that he somewhat sensed or heard, or maybe felt. At that moment, with a slight squeak sound erupting, He offered him to stay with him. He didn't know if it was a good idea, he didn't even know him yet just that... That he had friends of his mother that seemed to like dressing him up like a doll, and that his name was Kazuo. A nice name, he thought. A name that didn't sound dumb like his. Maybe it was a good idea, yeah he seemed to like Kazuo right now and trust him enough to actually cling to him feeling secure. But what if, what if he was two faced...? What if this was just a guise he was holding to lure him in and take him and... Use him?! He whimpered a the thought but shut up realizing he made an audible sound. There was little chance of it, this male seemed so nice to him and seemed to actually care about his feelings. He might as well... Take the chance, either way he was going to stay out on the streets if it turns out it was a trick, only if he was tricked he was gonna probably take his own life not being able to handle it, he had his hopes up completely. He didn't understand how they couldn't have much friends, did anyone see how he treated Haru?! He tried to calm him down and pulled him into a hug, treated him so kindly with tender care. Before he could even respond in an acceptance, his hand was taken gently by he others and he began to explain to him more, it was all a blur to him and Kazuo seemed much excited about all of this.

Before he knew it he was being towed or pulled along towards the other's home, it was amazing how fast everything was happening but it was lightening the mood between them. He wasn't cold at least, the male had given him their coat and he was pretty much cozy being garbed in it. When they had reached the apartment, it seemed their entrance was to be... The window. Apparently the other left in secret, left through the window to get away. He was the first to go in, he used some of his flexibility and slowly and silently slipped his scrawny, unhealthy frame inside of the window and squatted on the floor waiting for Kazuo to come in, meanwhile looking around the room. It looked quite comfy and nice, unlike any room he's actually seen. When Kazuo finally slipped in he hid a smile by turning away, then turning back with a curious face as he heard the sounds downstairs, what the hell was going on down there? His mental question was answered when Kazuo explained they were drunk, eh... Yeah, maybe it'd be better if they stay up there, he's had his share of drunk people, mostly people who have taken him in a negative way.

"O-Okay..."

He responded thinking it'd be better if he spoke up a bit more instead of staying so silent. He watched Kazuo slide off the dress and move over to retrieve some clothing, the clothing looked... Comfy, the fabric looked mighty nice looking he loved it so much. just at sight. He found himself now holding the pajamas when he was approached and handed them, which in return he gave a grateful, innocent-looking expression. They looked so... Comfy. they felt so comfy, he wanted to put them on already, and you know what, he was going to. After several grateful thank yous, he began to take his own cloths off. He had only one pair of pants on and shirt but he didn't mind. First he took off the shirt comfortable changing into the shirt, and when he took the old shirt off it revealed his true name sprawled out, from his right collar bone down across his chest cavity, then crossing his heart and up towards his left collarbone in magical or cursive font, enchanted. But he ignored it, his shirt was off long enough to show it to another if they were really paying attention, and he put the shirt on before next changing into the pajama pants. He shuddered at first at how comfortable the fabric was, he loved it but wasn't used it it but found himself relaxing in the warmth it shared with him.

"N-No! I don't mind one bit sleeping in the same bed... I don't mind... What's the difference?"

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