woodfortono | [still in the forest]

[And someone else had decided this ends now! This is certainly a blue pirate stalking into the woods and looking around for you.]

[he's in pretty deep, but he's not exactly being stealthy]

[This will take a bit of searching then, but that does not mean giving up in the least.]

[that's nice, he'll just be training

like he has been for agessss]

[And now that I can see you, I'm going to shoot at you]

[holy--HE DODGES, BUT WOW, WARN A GUY WILL YOU??]

Joe? What the hell! [shoving up out of his roll and gasping a little, looking pissed--he's scraped up and blood-smeared and dirty, his eyes bright]

[Walking up slowly]

That should be my question to you, stupid boy.

[he bares his teeth a little, his eyes narrowed, then turns away from you]

If you have something to say, then say it. I'm sort of busy.

You're busy? Chiaki, you've been in here for months.

[stomping and nudging you in the side wit the gun.]

I'm training. [knocks the gun away with the flat of his sword and takes a step back, trying to keep the guilt off his face] You were one of the people who was up my ass about it before. Why change your mind now?

There's a difference between training to become stronger and sitting in this forest for months on end sulking because you want to be stronger.

[takes a step back, pulling his gun hand behind him.]

[his face goes slightly pale and for a second he looks so angry he can't even move--then he does, whipping his sword up almost too fast to see and bringing it down to stop barely a finger's-width from your collarbone, his eyes blazing as he stands there for a second before he steps back again and turns away, shaking a little]

You're wasting my time.

[Did not move, barely blinking to the move at all. So he was faster, slightly more skilled. Joe was not going to just back down]

You're wasting your own time. You think you've gotten stronger, that you're getting stronger. The truth is you're an idiot that's moving farther away from it.

[I AM IGNORING YOU NOW]

[. . . You son of a bonzai]

Have you forgotten your strength?

I don't need a fucking pep talk from you. [his voice almost a snarl as he pauses in the form he's doing to look at you again] You roll in here and call me 'stupid boy' and accuse me of sulking and now you want to remind me what my strength is? [he jabs his sword in your direction, looking furious] Sure, why the hell not, since you're so good at letting me know what my every single weakness is!

Do you even realize your anniversary is coming? That Takeru is alone in that cabin right now because he doesn't know what to do for you? Fighting the phantoms of your mind wont make you stronger, it will just make you leave behind what was suppose to be important.

Then what the hell am I supposed to do? [angrily] Keep watching him almost die or almost kill himself every two months? I can't! I can't keep doing that.

It's painful. They take it so easily, and they never understand how much seeing it hurt. You aren't the only one who suffers when they act selfishly.

[that makes his throat tighten, and he has to look away again]

[speaking softer now, watching you closely]

Turning away thinking that your the problem isn't going to help you. It also isn't healthy.

I'm part of the problem. [muttering as he scratches at the back of his neck, looking very tired] And Takeru's already--he's changed a lot. I dunno, I thought maybe it was my turn.

Your stronger when your standing with your bonds instead of away from them.

[now he does look guilty, digging the point of his sword into the dirt a little]

...I know.

[Swallowing hard, looking down so that he doesn't have to look at you]

You're leaving us behind to chase your phantoms.

[That's about as close to "I miss you" as you're going to get]

[he hesitates for a long moment

but he knows how much that must have taken you to say so he exhales slowly and puts the sword away]

I hated not being able to protect him. Or you. I hated the idea that something might happen and it'd be because I wasn't fast enough or strong enough. ...I thought that maybe if I could beat him, finally, he'd be safe.

[he looks down, his own throat tightening a little]

Sounds stupid when I say it like that, I guess.

[stepping up to you slowly, watching your body language still.]

Protect out backs. Even if you can't do it alone, I know I'm powerless to beat him just like you, it's still possible to protect their back.

[reaches out to touch his fingers to your side, not doing more than the touch]

I can't stand seeing him like this anymore, nor can I keep going on like this.

[he shivers hard all over when you touch him, his eyes jerking up to your face]

I thought he'd be okay. [shakes his head a little, swallowing as he reaches up to put a hand on your shoulder, almost hesitantly] ...that was pretty stupid too, probably.

[Well now he guesses he should be honest.]

You really aren't the stupid one. You tried to do something on your own, and it...

[He wants to say it's more painful than stupid, but he's unsure of being so feelsy]

--It happens. Just don't be one of those people who disappear from our lives. Takeru doesn't deserve it.

I know. [he exhales and leans in, wrapping his arms around you impulsively]

...you don't deserve it either. M'sorry.

[raising his arms and wraps around your shoulders and tightens, speaking into your (dirty) hair]

I can survive somehow. I've done it before.

I'll come back. ...not much more I can do on my own anyway. [he isn't letting you go just yet, though]

Chiaki.

[starting to nuzzle against you, dropping one arm to your back and keeping you close.]

Mmmm? [shifting his grip a little in response, his palms flat against your back]

[leaning down, kissing you shortly]

You're still a stupid boy.

[he looks shocked, then indignant, leaning in to nip at you a little]

And you're a jerk!

I'm the jerk who's going to drag you back. [pulls at your lip with his teeth, bringing the hand at your shoulders to cup your cheek instead]

Like you could drag me anywhere! [nudging at you a little and huffing a laugh, his face still close to yours]

Do you want to see me do it?

No! [shoving at you a little harder and biting at your neck playfully, leaning his head on your shoulder]

That sounds like a yes to me. [nuzzling up against you, moving his hands under your shirt and raking then up your back]

[he sucks in a breath when your nails touch his skin and he shifts, pushing you back hard against the nearest tree and pulling your shirt aside to close his teeth on your shoulder, biting down and sucking firmly]

[leaning back on the tre and throws his head back, moaning and gripping his fingers into your back at the feeling.]

[his mouth gentles against your skin as he slides his lips up your throat, kissing lightly before he reaches up to tug your hair loose, burying his hands in it to tilt your head down and kiss you, slow and hard, his mouth warm against yours]

[still in the forest]

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