stop! panic time

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[is wandering around, hands in his pockets, wearing the clothes he's generally in for basketball practice, which was...where he expected to be going right about now. frowns, looking around, seeming more agitated as he finds this unfamiliar place is not only alien but huge and he's not seeing an exit]

Shit, I'm supposed to pick him up at four!

[which leaves him darting down the halls because if he doesn't do it no one will and that'd be infinitely bad]


[ooc: If I even think about picking up anything else, somebody better club me like a baby seal *shot*. Seriously, this game spawns way too much fun stuff. Anyway have big brother Nise, whose little bro is masoschismatic]

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[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

Um, sure.

[whatever they are they're good enough, even if he enjoyed the freedom. as he pulls up his long shirt, it seems something's moving and when he catches it with his eyes again, he follows it as it falls to the floor. plit goes another drop of blood. trying to seem inconspicuous, he moves so that it's hidden, covering his fingertips with his sleeve while trying to fit the pants on.]

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[well someone'd have to not be paying attention to fail to notice that, stepping up behind Riku and frowning, catching his wrist and tugging the sleeve up]

Who did this?

[it's more a demand than a question; the idea of someone hurting his brother during whatever interval he wasn't there for is not a pleasant one]

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[instantly he regrets this, regrets every moment he stepped into this room with the thought that the scabs wouldn't reopen if he moved too much, so he's panicking. he doesn't want Nise to know about his girlfriend.]

It wasn't-- I was just-- [looks around, face a little red.]

I-I did it.

[it feels so bad and yet so good to lie.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[unconsciously grips a bit harder, and doesn't really notice because that's not his focus at the moment]

I don't believe that, Riku.

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

Nn-

[shuts his eyes, turning his head away from Nise.]

I did, it was me.

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[isn't at all convinced]

Why would you?

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

B-because I was bored ...

[swallows hard.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

I know you're not like that.

[is half trying to convince himself of that, what with not being around so much, holding Riku's wrist a bit tighter without thinking]

If someone hurt you they shouldn't get off just like that.

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

Hnn--

[swallows hard, face flushing. his forehead is breaking out in a very light sweat.]

D-don't worry-

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[guh, he's frustrated. his brother's not supposed to be lying but he has to be, right?]

How am I supposed to not worry?

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

T-too much--

[gritting his teeth, he just bursts out with it.]

It was my gh- girlfriend!

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[silent for a looong moment. oh the things he doesn't know]

...Girlfriends aren't supposed to make you bleed, Riku.

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

I know, but ...

[fidgets, feeling increasingly awkward.]

She likes it ... so I let her.

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[reminds himself to let go, nearly shoving Riku's arm back in the process]

Shouldn't let someone do that to you.

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry ...

[tugs his arm back to his side, finding his shoelaces to be really interesting.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[doesn't say anything for a while, kneeling to tug Riku's new pants into place and reflecting that they're a little big. better than nothing though and he's back up, heading for the door]

Gonna look for bandages.

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

'kay.

[he's quiet, moving into the dark room to settle at the edge of the bed and wait.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[returns after a handful of minutes with a first-aid kit, half surprised the weird place has any. he crosses the room to sit on the floor in front of his brother, eyes on the bandages he's sifting through]

Take your shirt off so I can clean this up?

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[like an obedient pet he obeys, slipping the shirt over his head and tossing it aside. the carved word on his arm is new, but there are some nicks and cuts here and there, a few bruises near his shoulder where that and his neck meet.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[frowns at the marks, particulalry the one on his brother's arm, cleaning off the blood as best he can before finding the disinfectant and going over any open cuts]

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[just holds his breath on and off, trying his best not to seem strange as he is while his brother cleans him up.]

Thanks ...

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

You're my brother.

[says it like that's all the reason in the world, setting the disinfectant down and picking up the gauze, getting right to work on wrapping up Riku's cut-up arm, correcting himself when it seems a bit too tight]

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[it's such a relief when he puts the gauze on that he sighs and finally smiles.]

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

That feel okay?

[as he finishes up he prods at the gauze a little, trying to figure out if it's wrapped tidily enough or something. he's not exactly a nurse, after all]

[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[makes a face reminiscent to o_< when Nise pokes him, just coughing.]

It's fine.