Aoi Park
Instrumental Music Grade 11
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 22, 2010 13:19:54 GMT -4
Aoi fallowed the male back to the hole and sat down, waiting for him to gather all of his things, in a way he felt bad. The male had come out here to be by himself and here was Aoi pretty much forcing himself on the boy. Not in that way, well yes in that way too since he was all over the male in the little hole. Aoi would have been blushing if it wasn’t for his fur he would have been very red. Aoi purred softly when the male came back with his things and rubbed his ears, it felt nice. Not just the scratching but the touch from the male, gently Aoi licked his hand with his tongue and happily began to trot ahead of the male back to the school. He thought he was cute as a tiger? Strange, Aoi didn’t feel cute, he felt more… scary. He was rather large, but he wasn’t bulky. That had to do with him not eating and stuff, if he was eating he would be huge. The tiger gave a small huff at the cute comment and gently pushed him, making it known that he disagreed. It didn’t take long for them to get into the school, no one was really up and about it being later at night. Those who were up, saw the tiger and made sounds of fear. Of course, a tiger walking the halls was a scary thing. Slowly Aoi lead him to the boy’s dorm, passing a few rooms before coming to his room. Aoi was tall enough on all fours to reach the door knob and open it with his teeth, folding inward he nodded for the boy to fallow him into his empty room. His roommates might have been doing something but for now they were alone. Changing back, Aoi grabbed some clothes and dressed himself, also he slipped on a pair of slippers. His feat were cold, and he grabbed his favorite perfume and sprayed his neck with it, along with his wrists. Now he smelt more like himself. Nodding, Aoi gave a small sigh and sat on his bed. “Sit with me?” He asked softly and gave the male a look, he didn’t know if the male would want to sit and talk with him properly now that he was fully clothed, but here’s hoping? word count;; 409outfit;; Outfit![/url] tags;;ptokkiiienotes;;FINALLY WEARING CLOTHES! and this is his side of the dorm room xD
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 22, 2010 13:52:38 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= The school was pretty empty at this time of night. If it were full, then Tokiie would’ve been surprised. Who the hell was up at this ungodly time of night? Other then himself; he was such a night owl. The boy’s dorm was pretty empty in the halls as well, and though he knew his way around in here, he didn’t know where Aoi’s room was. Tokiie himself shared a room with two others on the west side of the dorm, but Aoi lead him off to the east side. Okay, as long as the big fluffball was leading the way, he had no problem.
Little tiger, sho tora, opened the door by himself, opposable thumbs be damned. Impressive little trick; if Tokiie ever got a dog, that would be the first thing he would teach it. But he wasn’t too fond of dogs, he much preferred fish. Speaking of fish, he sighed slightly as the memory of his first little pet came back to the front of his mind. It was a little panda moore goldfish his mother gave him; he had named it Cow, because it was black and white. How he wished things were that simple again.
Tokiie was a bit surprised by the choice of décor on Aoi’s side of the room. It was… Colourful, bright, very happy and spotted. The sheets were blue and green and white in various shades, and the pillows matched even the walls. He hadn’t really noticed Aoi getting dressed until he plopped himself down on the bed, asking him to sit. He was wearing basketball shorts and a blue t-shirt that was a bit too tight, with a grey hoodie over top. Wasn’t he going to eat? With a mild sigh, Tokiie sat down beside the boy, putting the topic off until a bit later. He still wasn’t going to get away with it, but for now it was placed aside.
”Sho tora,” He rolled the word around in his mouth for a moment, mulling it over. Yes, Aoi was the little tiger. The little grey tiger that needed to start loving himself more and eating so he wouldn’t waste away. Tokiie sat up a bit straighter and adjusted his shirt so it sat along his shoulders properly once again; it was a little creased at the moment. It also had a few wisps of the tiger’s fur on it, and he handily plucked at those as well. ”Little tiger. Your side of the room is certainly bright.” Tokiie took another glance around.
Aoi had a new smell to him, and it covered up what he had smelled like before. It certainly wasn’t to say that he didn’t like it, but he liked Aoi’s natural smell better. Tokiie always smelled like the sea and the water and the salt, and quite frankly, he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Aoi Park
Instrumental Music Grade 11
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 22, 2010 14:16:51 GMT -4
Aoi watched the male sit with him and he looked away, biting his lower lip. What now? They were in his room alone just the two of them. Aoi’s stomach was fluttering around like a little butterfly, but how come? He liked the male already he knew that much, because the male completely broke him down. Tore down that thick wall that Aoi had been building up for so long. “I’m sorry, about kissing you… In the nurses office and outside. Y-You should have smacked me if you didn’t like it.” He muttered softly, right now he forgot about eating completely. That was common with Aoi when he wanted to do something, but the growl in his stomach didn’t forget, Aoi ignored it like a little pest. It would have to go away for now. The Chinese boy gave the Japanese boy a look, what did he say? Tora sounded like tiger, but what did Sho mean? Huffing softly he gave the male a look and stuck his tongue out, clearly showing he was confused and didn’t like being in such a way. Then it all made sense, little tiger? Funny. “In Chinese little tiger is, xiao laohu, Xiao being little and laohu being tiger.” He grinned at the male and then looked at his fuzzy white carpet and shrugged a little bit. What was his room suppose to be dark and gloomy like his mood most of the time? No way, Aoi loved bright colors and cute things. “I like to be different?” He whispered softly and shook his head, his face was a bright red. He felt like a little child with his room now, he was worried if the male thought it immature, but no. Tokiie would have told him that right? Slowly, Aoi stood and went through one of his dressers and pulled out some pop tarts, right now he didn’t want to leave his room. He just couldn’t muster the strengh really, maybe it was mental? Who knew. “Pop tarts are okay? They’re chocolate chip cookie dough…” He asked gently and gave the male a bag, opening his own he happily like a little chip monk or something like that. He knew he promised to make the male something to eat, but really Tokiie didn’t tell him if he wanted rice or not, also he promised he would eat and this was the best thing right now, what he had stashed away in his dresser. word count;; 424outfit;;Outfit![/url] tags;;ptokkkiieenotes;;xDD Aoi is adorable. [/size]
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 22, 2010 14:54:55 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= It was inevitable, the subject would surely come up again. Aoi was apologizing for the little liplock earlier, and the one back at the nurse’s office, saying that if he hadn’t liked it, he should’ve just smacked him. Well, Tokiie would’ve been lying straight up if he said he disliked it, but it wasn’t exactly a big welcome either. It had been a long, long time since he actually kissed somebody and meant it. Tokiie always welcomed a kiss, but some were more welcome the others.
”It was…” A pause as he tried to find the right word for it. It was good, I guess. I mean…” At that point, he realized he was just digging his own grave and stopped before he could get beyond three feet too deep. He combed his hair back with his fingers, but it fell over his shoulders in more or less of a mess anyways. It always did. When did Tokiie let his words run away with him, anyways? He’d have to correct that, and soon. Aoi was making him go soft.
Aoi was blushing again. Well, for somebody named ‘blue’, he sure went red a lot. Tokiie chuckled at him; he was like a little kid. He got up and went to his dresser, where he pulled out a few foil bags. Pop tarts, huh? Tokiie had certainly seen them at the stores, but he had never bothered to try them at all. He had heard from some of his friends that they tasted of cardboard and glue. Eh, either now or never.
Tokiie watched as Aoi opened up the little bag and began to nibble at the pieces. It certainly didn’t look to appetizing, to say the least, but he would try anyways. Tokiie took a bite of the little square; sweet and dry and it stuck to the roof of his mouth. Personally, he much preferred the rice. Which reminded him… ”Do you have a kettle and some water?” Tokiie dug through his bag again and brought out a small metal tin. ”I can make some tea, if you want it.”
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Aoi Park
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 22, 2010 15:17:38 GMT -4
Good. Just good? Really? For some reason he felt, pain and angry setting off in his stomach and heart. What made it worse was that he guessed. “I haven’t kissed anyone since my ex nearly beat me to death, and you just guess?” He said that almost bitterly, then he remembered when his ex told him how ugly he was, and what he was doing when he said that. He was beating him and pretty much molesting him sexually. Yeah, he admitted it, but hell Tokiie had gotten so far into him, so now he was just pulling more and more out of him. Aoi then dropped his poptart on the side table and lied on his bed, rolling over to his side so his back was facing the male. Yeah, touchy boy was touchy. Aoi huffed softly and grabbed one of his pillows and pulled it close to him, his legs curled up close to him and he pulled himself into a little bit of a fetal position. God, he felt like a complete idiot, again! Twice in one night! Lord, Tokiie was on a role. Slowly he nodded at the question. Yeah he did have one that you plugged in a gift from his grandfather since his grandfather was a tea nut. Crawl out of his bed he walked over to his dresser and pulled it out, moving to the bathroom to fill it up with water, sighing softly he looked at the male. “I’m sorry, I have no idea how you can put up with me.” He said with a small half smile. Aoi plugged the kettle into the wall and held out his hand for the tea bags or whatever he was going to use to make the tea. “What kind of tea is it?” He asked softly and bit his lower lip, moving to sit by the male while he was getting the bag for him. Well there was no point of acting like a little child, right? He said sorry so much, and here he was the one who said he hated false apologies, but his weren’t false so he had nothing to worry about. He was completely sincere when he talked to the male. He meant all of his words, even his sorrys. word count;; 405outfit;; Outfit![/url] tags;;tokkkiieeenotes;;HIS BONE STRUTCHER SCREAMS TOUCH HIM TOUCH HIM….. It‘s a song xD[/size]
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 22, 2010 15:51:01 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= Aoi’s voice came along again, and it was no longer the shy little thing the resounded in his head. It was anger, like when he had first met him in the nurse’s office. And what was that now? There was a beating too? The kid was complicated, but it really came as a no wonder. He put the food aside and rolled over so his back was facing him; the back of his hoodie said; peace, love. Well, there wasn’t much peace now, and certainly no love, was there?
And maybe bipolar too. When he asked about a kettle, Aoi got up and filled it with water, put it aside and sad back down next to him, asking what kind of tea it was. Tokiie gave him a look that asked him if he was crazy and if he might be high at the moment. That certainly would’ve explained a lot, especially what happened earlier. However, he highly doubted Aoi was the type to go smoking weed. He still seemed a bit upset, even if he was trying to brush it aside. Now what was he supposed to say.
Nothing.
Instead of giving him the tin of tea, Tokiie reached out and interlaced their fingers, smiling at the boy. Okay, fine, if he wanted to play that way, Tokiie was game. ”It’s nothing too special,” His voice had changed. It was low and sultry, sucking the air out of the space that surrounded them. His hair tickled Aoi’s cheeks, their faces a mere inch or two apart. He’d lost count of the times he had made Aoi blush already, so he figures he might add this one to a few hundred.
Everything was suddenly very slow; his breathing, his heartbeat, just about everything. He could still smell Aoi, but he smelled mostly of that perfume stuff now. He liked his natural smell better. Tokiie leaned up towards his ear, whispering sweet nothings and just playing the game that was getting a tad too real. The devil wasn’t watching, was he? Lucifer was nowhere in sight, and out of sight, out of mind for most. Not him though, not Tokiie Shibata.
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Aoi Park
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 22, 2010 16:32:08 GMT -4
Aoi stared at him when their fingers intertwined, the feeling in his chest just dropped like crazy. What was he doing? He was so close, Aoi could feel the boy’s breath against his own lips. He could almost taste his lips again, the taste of salt water and some sort of sweetness, it was driving him crazy with want and also some mild pain. Then Tokiie began to whisper in his ear, like that was going to help him. Aoi just sat there and did nothing, what else could he do? He didn’t want to make the first move, and yet he felt like he was being tricked. He didn’t know how to put it, but he didn’t know if the male meant this or not, he couldn’t tell so worry set all over his face. He didn’t want to be hurt again, he couldn’t. He wouldn’t live through that, he knew it. “Are you trying to hurt me?” He asked softly and gave the male a pained look, he didn’t know what to think. Really, this was like torture to him right now. He wanted to kiss the male so bad, but would their kisses only be half felt? Aoi would have some feeling behind them but he wasn’t sure if Tokiie was doing the same too, time would tell he guessed. Right now time had caught up to them and this was happening. God he felt like crying again, but he couldn’t. He would try to be strong and not show anymore weakness. His golden eye’s closed though and he waited to the male to do something, to kiss him, to walk away, to speak. He would give the stage to Tokiie right now, it was his floor, he could do what he wanted with it. Though his eyes were closed, emotion still ran across his face like a train. Worry, conflict, passion. He didn’t know what to do with them at this point. Should he lock them away? Share them with the male? What? He was so confused and hurt, he just didn’t know anymore. About anything. Slowly he opened his eyes to look at the male again, his eye’s were soft and in wonder, about everything. It was just, so hard right now. Emotionally, he was torn in two, three maybe four different pieces. [/url] tags;;ptokkkiieeenotes;;Aoi is so unsure xD;[/size][/center]
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 22, 2010 17:15:20 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= Aoi didn’t react, not at all. Shell shocked, probably, unsure of what to do or what to say in such situations. His face was laden with worry, and Tokiie found it mildly amusing. Was he scared? He probably was, and it showed as little twitches of certain muscles under his skin. Scared of what? Him, probably. Scared of devious, mischievous, devilish little Tokiie. But he would never go as low as Lucifer; now he was the devil himself. Yes, Tokiie had learned from the other boy, learned how to do this and that and talk the talk, but he would never stoop as low.
”And why would I hurt you, babe?” Tokiie gently took Aoi by the chin, making him look up at him with those golden brown eyes of his. Such a strange colour; he liked it. ”What would hurting you benefit me? Tell me that.” Tokiie rarely did things without a gained benefit, he would admit that openly. He touched his forehead to the other boy’s, watching the expressions that danced across his face. He was scared, yes. Scared, worried, maybe a little lusty, even. Probably. Aoi closed his eyes, seeming to think, before opening them again. His look was expecting of him, and Tokiie could only smile.
”But if you think of me that way,” Tokiie got up and straightened out his clothes, before walking over to the already bubbling kettle. ”If you think of me as a demon, a devil, then fine, I’ll do little to stop you.” He tended to the kettle, pouring in some loose tea leaves and watching as the water changed colour. He had dropped a single ball in, and as it seeped, it slowly unraveled.
Tokiie had brought a bit of flowering tea with him. It was tea leaves sewn together by hand so, when seeped, blossomed into a flower. This little flower was made from green tea leaves and unfurled slowly, turning the water a pale green. He poured some into a few small cups and took two, handing one to Aoi before taking a few sips of his own. It tasted of earth, wood and leaves.
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 23, 2010 17:04:40 GMT -4
Aoi frowned at the Japanese boy and shook his head. There were many things the boy could gain out of hurting Aoi. “Entertainment, pleasure. Those are the biggest, in my opinion.” He muttered softly at the male, that was completely true, people did get total enjoyment out of hurting others. Aoi knew this first hand, and he wished Tokiie would have figured it out, but he guessed wrong it seemed. People hurt others just because they could too, when they found someone weak, they attacked. It was almost like when Aoi was hunting for food, he would find the weakest and killed. That was the way real life was. Aoi nodded a small thank you at the tea and then frowned deeply at him, “I think of you highly, Tokiie, if I thought of you less or badly I wouldn’t bother to speak too you. I like you.. A lot Tokiie.” He admitted softly and sipped the light green tea which was amazingly yummy. He sighed softly and kicked his slippers off, showing his girl like feet which were painted a bright pale blue. He took notice that he needed to shave his legs, yes Aoi shaved. Weird? Not to him, he found too much body hair disgusting and also bad for your help since you could get fungus growing on your leg from overly hairy legs. Aoi blushed a little bit when he looked over Tokiie, he was so good looking, his made his stomach turn again. He wasn’t suppose to feel like this, he wasn’t suppose to be this happy being around someone. It wasn’t allowed, he wasn’t allowed too. “Why do you make me feel this why?” He said softly and stared at his cup, the way he said it, wasn’t in pain but passion. Weird, much? A passionate voice only happened in the bedroom really, but no. Aoi was able to make it seem like it was a normal emotion, passion. Compassion came next when he looked at the male, “I’ve never felt wanted…until I met you. Even though you don’t want me I think, but you… broke me down. My wall I build with people so they don’t hurt me. I can’t be hurt anymore, I won’t live through it.” He muttered and took another small sip of the tea. [/url] tags;;ptokkkiieeenotes;;;x; aw[/size][/center]
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 23, 2010 23:57:24 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= The kid had a point, to some extent. Yes, he often taunted and played with people just to get a few laughs, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. It would also be a lie of he said he didn’t enjoy hurting others sometimes, actually, a lot of the time. When Tokiie saw somebody going all doll-eyed over him, he would take full advantage of that. He was cruel, he was vicious, he was manipulating and mean. Yes, he was a puppetmaster, doing it for long enough to get good.
To say it as simply as he possibly could; he was simply bitter. Maybe that was it, or maybe it was the years upon years of training himself to analyze people until their most basic instincts were exposed. It might’ve been a lot of things, and it might’ve been just one. Who cared? Nobody, really. Nobody cared for Tokiie Shibata because they thought he was just brooding and bitter. If they wanted to think that, then go ahead. It was mostly true anyways.
He couldn’t help but sigh in defeat when Aoi said he thought highly of him. And by ‘like’, what did he mean? Was he smitten? Or was he simply on friendly terms. Maybe a bit of both, and maybe neither. He had taken the time to kick off his slippers, and Tokiie took note that his feet were surprisingly narrow.
”Babe, I may know a lot, but I’m no mind reader. Only you can tell yourself what you want and how you feel, you know.” Everything else was simply an influence. Aoi’s boyfriend was an influence, but in the end, it was all up to himself whether or not to feel that way and listen. Sometimes it was hard not to listen, but it was all up to willpower by that point. ”Sometimes a person needs to be hurt to realize what’s happening, you know? But you’ve got to live through it, rush end core. It’s a fact.”
Tokiie knew he was never one for comforting words, and sometimes reality never helped a situation any. He took a small sip of the tea he had been holding; it was good, thankfully. It had a knack for turning bitter if brewed too long. ”I’ll be honest, okay babe? I’d be lying if I said I’d make you feel like a princess every single day, but I won’t exactly make you feel like crap either, okay?” And there it was, out in the open. It didn’t come along as a big speech, just a few simple words.
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Aoi Park
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 24, 2010 0:37:55 GMT -4
Emotion’s rolled over Aoi like a dump truck. What was he really feeling right now? That’s what he needed to sort out before he did any major changes in his life. So he started from the basics, for one he was lonely. He had no friends at the school, so he would have to try and gain some of those somehow. He ran a hand through his hair and thought, he had a cute thinking face, his lips were pursed and his eyes looked childish. Another emotion, rage. He was so mad all the time, but with the proper exertion, he would be able to get rid of all the anger he had for his ex and for himself. Tokiie was right, he had to start loving himself. Think of some good things about how he looked, he already liked his personality, but that could always use a mild tune up, right? “Will you help me? Fight what’s wrong with me?” He asked softly at the male, also this was an odd way of him asking the male if he would be his friend, he hoped he caught it, it was a rather blatant way of asking someone. Slowly he moved closer to the male and rested his head on the male’s shoulder and snorted softly. “You should become a preacher. I bet your shift is like a wise old owl or something.” He grinned at the male and gently flicks his nose, sipping his tea. From now on, if he wanted to keep a friendship with this male he would have to take things slow with him, sorting out how he was feeling. Right now he just needed a friend. “What are some good things about me… looks wise? It will help knowing other people think of me better then I am. You won’t lie so…” He said softly and then smiled and sipped his drink, he was going to try and be better, try eating, try telling himself he was a lovely person. Damn it Tokiie! Huffing softly the Chinese male shoved the boy and muttered in Chinese, he was a smooth talker, and Aoi just realized this now? He grinned playfully at the male when he got a look at the shove and he covered himself like he was expecting a hit back. All this was playful which was something Aoi hadn’t really shown yet so, he hoped Tokiie liked it. [/url] tags;;ptokkkiieeenotes;;>3< You can do it Aoi![/size][/center]
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Tokiie Shibata
Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 24, 2010 13:00:32 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= Help him? Tokiie hesitated, unsure of what to say next. His face was the perfect picture of contemplation, and he held it like that for a moment. Help Aoi? Well, he wanted to help, to a certain extent. He wasn’t used to the notation of helping yet, however. For a while now, all he really did was the hurting, not the helping. Nobody asked him to help, and now that Aoi did, he sort of wanted to. But could he help was the question. Did he want to? Sure. Could he? Maybe not. He might just carry the ability to make it worse.
Aoi rested his head on his shoulder, just relax. A deep sigh, like he was defeated. In fact, Tokiie felt like he was defeated. ”I’ll try my best, but you have to be warned that trying doesn’t mean I’ll always be nice, okay?” He began to pet the boy’s hair and chuckled when he mentioned him being a preacher and a wise old owl. Now that was something to think about. No way could he be a preacher, unless he was a preacher for the devil himself. And an owl, hah, he’d like to see that. ”Nah, I don’t have the stuff to be a preacher. And I’m a fish, not an owl. An Indo-Pacific Sailfish. I’m not wise enough to be an owl.”
So, the kid was playful, huh? Well, it was to be expected, tigers were playful after all. Fine, fine, he would play that too. Jeez, for the past few years, Tokiie had been so uptight even the Queen of England would’ve told him to loosen up a bit. ”Well, for one,” Tokiie jumped on Aoi, tickling his ribby sides. ”You have such a pretty face, and two, you’re tummy is so flat, even a wall would be jealous.” Well, that may have sounded a bit brash, but it was seriously a compliment. Yes, the boy didn’t really know how to give sincere compliments yet. He’d have to work on that.
He stopped tickling him, just in case he would burst or something. He was cute, adorable even, but oh so delicate. He had put his tea aside so he wouldn’t spill it, but picked it up again now and took a few sips. Man, he found himself laughing a bit too. It felt good to be laughing again, he hadn’t done that in so long.
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Post by Aoi Park on Jun 24, 2010 13:31:26 GMT -4
He smiled when the boy said yes, he felt more worried free now that the male said he would try and help him, he was so thankful. “ Tokiie is such a kind person, even if he doesn’t think so himself.” The male could tell that he was also have trouble on the inside, Aoi wanted to help him too. To make him smile more and not frown, to not think any thoughts about himself that were bad, just like he was trying to get Aoi to do. They both oddly enough needed each other, they just didn’t know it yet or were slowly starting to figure it out. Aoi nodded when he said he would help, but he might not be so nice all the time. Good, Aoi didn’t need him to hold his hand all the time. “That’s fine, but I bite back so be careful.” He purred softly and crooned at the stroking. Next thing Aoi knew he was on his back on his bed and being tickled. Oh god no! Aoi began to giggle and laughing like a little child, be pushed on the male and began to roll around, he was very ticklish. He listened to the male and blushed a bright pink, really? He had a pretty face? Well of course his stomach was flat, but it also had a mild tone outline too it, that should be counted for something. He arched a bit into the male, but it was only a reaction to the tickling. “Thank you, Tokiie…” He whispered softly and gently patted the male’s cheek. A fish? Tokiie was a fish? Aoi giggled a bit and made a fishy face, he found that to be insanely cute on the male’s part. “I should take you our for sushi, there’s this awesome place in the city, they sell everything. It’s really good…” For some reason this caused the male to turn even more red. Did he just ask him out on a date? In Aoi’s weird way of thinking, yeah it kind of did, just without the asking part. Slowly he wrapped an arm around the male’s upper shoulders and he held tightly onto him, it was a way of protecting himself again more tickling since the male was too close to do anything now, but also for comfort. [/url] tags;;ptokkkiieeenotes;;YAY![/size][/center]
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Sociology Grade 11
Yeh, genetically, I'm a male. What's it to ya?
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Post by Tokiie Shibata on Jun 24, 2010 18:21:21 GMT -4
============================================ ============================== ================= Him? Kind? He nearly laughed. Okay, if Aoi thought so, then he would let him think so. In his mind, he was almost anything but kind or nice unless it had something in it for him. Unfortunate, but that’s what ended up happening a good amount of the time. Kindness never seemed to come free these days, so why should his? But of Aoi thought him as kind, then so be it. As for the other thing, Tokiie couldn’t exactly imagine the little boy biting back, unless it was in a literal sense in his tiger form, then okay, he would bite.
On a side note, he quickly found out that Aoi was ticklish as hell. Tokiie almost laughed himself; he loved it when somebody’s laugh was funnier then what they were laughing at. Aoi’s laugh was strangely childish and high pitched, as if the voice belonged to a six year old. When he stopped, he whispered a thank you and petted his cheek. Hopefully he wouldn’t smear the makeup he had painted there, in colourful little lines of orange and blue and yellow and red.
Then there was that fishy face that looked almost like a pout and Tokiie nearly laughed again. Almost. He had some more self control this time and only smiled. Well, sushi was tempting, but he wasn’t too sure about eating his own kin. Actually, no, that was a lie. Tokiie’s diet consisted of fish, rice and tea, he never ate red meat or anything like that. But then Aoi started blushing again, which was probably the seventeenth time today. Poor kid, he would lose blood if he had a small cut on his face if he blushed that much.
”That sounds good, I love sushi. It’s practically all I eat.” He wasn’t too startled either when Aoi wrapped his arms around his shoulders and held him close. Though Tokiie was rather touchy-feely and communicated mostly with his hands, he wasn’t too sure about other people being the ones to touch him. Vice versa and it was completely fine, but the other way around and he became unsure. He gently pressed his forehead to Aoi’s, a calming gesture. He was adorable, yes, but Tokiie was still weary of just about everything. It would take time, he knew it would.
================= ============================== ============================================ Tag: Aoi Park Stats: Done Notes: Next: sushi He loves sushi, Aoi has definitely won his heart there. XD Clothes: With intricate detail…
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