Shop till you Drop[/mel]

[Mel Kucharski]

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Mel let himself be tugged out of the store, following Aoi compliantly. When they finally came to sit on the bench it looked like Aoi had a plan. The young man kissed his cheek before whispering, “I want you to shift for me okay? I’ll get you back to school, just shift and then jump in my pants pocket okay? You won’t get crushed.”

"Shift?" Mel was surprised. he could do little to nothing as a hamster, if anything it would prove more dangerous. He looked perplexed, and perhaps a bit nervous from the way he played with the ends of his hair. "I.. I don't know.. maybe it would be safer to stay?"

He didn't say anymore as the pair walked to the entrance. Upon seeing the glass doors and the chaos outside Mel panicked again, "Aoi, no! Look outside! Something bad might happen. Please.." His breath caught mid-protest as he was pulled into a hug Aoi's hands moved in a circular motion at about his mid-back. His sporadic breathing began to take up a more regular pattern. A sure sign that his very body was calming down. He made no reply when Aoi asked him to shift again. He still felt reluctant to do so.

Aoi seemed to know his weakness now though. Being caressed and pet like this absolutely broke down his resolution. With a thin whimper, he relaxed into the older boy's chest, ignoring the sounds of the gale just outside. It was time to make a decision. It churned inside of him, he knew what Aoi wanted.. to keep him safe "hhmm.." It felt so good, he could almost just fall asleep.

“I’ll take good care of you Mel, I love you.”

There was his answer. He just couldn't win. Slowly he nodded "Okay.. " He stood back and made a quick decision. He stepped up on the tips of his toes and wrapped his arms around Aoi's neck. He was too short to reach all the way so he settled for giving him a fond kiss on the neck, "I love you to Aoi.." Aoi was like the best big brother someone could ask for. Choi must have gotten lucky. But perhaps he was a bit more than a friend.

He took a deep breath and willed the change. His joints warmed as they prepared to change, at the first crack of his bones he released his grip around Aoi's neck. Squeezing his eyes shut as his body compacted and deformed itself. He gasped from the pain of it. Before he knew it he was lost in a world of his own clothing. He looked around and scented the air for Aoi, heading in that direction, fighting his way out of the maze of cloth. His head finally poked out of into the dull light. His whiskers quivered and he crawled out all the way. Flopping on the floor with a small huff.

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 522
notes;*flails* too cute!! Tha hamster looks like this :3
outfit; nothing.. he's a ham-ham

[Aoi Park]

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Mel didn’t like his idea, it was written all over his face. Aoi would argue with him if he had too. If Mel shifted, Aoi could keep him safer, he would make sure nothing hurt him, the rain (since he knew the boy hated getting wet involuntarily), anything that was flying around outside, whatever the boy would possibly think of. He would he tiny enough to tuck away until they got back to school. It might have sounded stupid and crazy, but for Mel to be small and furry would have been the best source of action. Aoi could have shifted himself and carried the hamster in his mouth, same thing pretty much. The Chinese boy smiled and pecked the boy’s head when he was told the boy loved him back. This mutual love, it had deep feelings behind it, it really did. They both loved each other not in the way lovers would, but a deep connection with family they Aoi had ever experienced before. Mel felt the same, so Aoi was thankful. Nodding he kissed the boy’s cheek and watched him shift, Aoi frowned a little bit, he heard the pain the male was going through. Normally Aoi didn’t think about the pain so there for it was like he felt none. He had a string of guilt pass through his body.

When Mel was done, the most adorable, little golden hamster popped from his clothes and Aoi grinned, reaching down to gently pick him up and hold him in his hands, he leaned in and pressed his lips against the hamster’s little head. “My Mel, is as cute as a button.” He grinned and moved his shirt, opening his pocket and gently setting the little thing in there, his left hand stayed on his side, cupping the hamster as well as stroking it’s fur lightly. He grabbed the boy’s clothing and tucked them close, well he couldn’t leave those behind could he? Nodding he pushed open the doors which normally opened when you came near them and headed outside, he was pelted with the freezing cold rain and wind, but he wouldn’t run, he would just get more wet. Thankfully it was all beating against the side that didn’t have Mel in his pocket. Aoi kept his grip on the little hamster and soon made it too his truck, opening the door and slowly slipping inside, he gasped and pulled the little golden hamster from his pocket and gently set his clothes on the passenger seat and then the hamster on top of the dry pile. Aoi was shivering, his lips were nearly blue, and his body was just soaked to the bone. Since he really had no fat on his body, he got cold and hot easier, this was just crazy but Aoi pushed it aside.

The whole drive home, Aoi kept his right hand on the little bundle of clothing that the hamster was in, making sure it didn’t move, he drove fast but careful and got home rather quickly. Once parking his truck, he smiled at the little fluffy hamster. “Hide in your clothes okay? We’re right beside the doors, I’ll run for them, you’ll stay dry that away.” He nodded and scooped up the clothing and the hamster inside and quickly got out of his truck and ran for the doors, slipping inside only to be blasted by the freezing cold AC. Crap.

Aoi forgot Mel’s room number, well he must have since the next thing he knew he was setting the clothing and the hamster on his bed. Slowly his wet cold as ice hands moved and pulled out the little golden puff ball and he smiled at Mel. “Change back… I won’t look…” He said through mild teeth chattering moments, his whole body was shaking like a baby tree during a blizzard, cold and suffering.

word count;; 663
outfit;; Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;Wow, long post I made o.o

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[Mel Kucharski]

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Mel felt the rush of being lifted high, high above the tile. It was a sickening feeling and scary too. His little claws tightened around the skin, he hoped it wouldn’t hurt Aoi. But above all else he prayed he wouldn’t get dropped. If he were to be dropped, odds were that he would survive. Then again, Aoi was pretty tall. He huddled in the center of the boy's hand until he felt something touch his head fur. It was kinda funny, even as a hamster, Aoi couldn't help but give Mel a little kiss. Mel gave a tiny snort and stood on his hind legs, quickly washing his face and smoothing down the displaced fur, like a true hamster would.

He slipped easily into the pocket. Turning around before poking his head out with a tiny, contented squeak. He nibbled along the edge to let him no he was fine. Aoi pushed through the door, and immediately, both were hit in the face with a shrieking gale of rain and wind. A needle sharp drop of rain nailed Me right in the nose, with a terrified squeak he ducked into the pocket rubbing at his face furiously. Poor Aoi. He was taking the brunt of it. Mel still was getting a few raindrops, but they didn't really penetrate to his skin. he looked out again. Aoi was walking calmly, but Mel had no problem feeling him begin to shiver being basically pressed up against his thigh. When they finally got to the car Aoi looked chilled to the bone. The two build-a-bear house things went on the ground and the hamster went on top of his damp clothing. The coldness of the car didn't cut through Mel's fur as quickly as it did through the thin cloth of Aoi's shirt. A wet hand rested on his back as the older boy started up the car. Mel suddenly felt guilty. He could've toughed it out with Aoi, but no. Dammit. This was all his fault now.

Aoi made no expression on the car ride home his lips quivered for a bit too. Mel found it peculiar that Aoi kept him on one place throughout the car ride, he probably just didn't want him to accidentally fly off or fall onto the floor during the ride. It made sense. Outside was insanity, the rain got harder every second. He obeyed Aoi's instructions but it did little to keep him totally dry. The water soaked though his clothing and to him in that suffocating dark mass or clothing. He could only imagine what Aoi was going through. He hardly noticed the difference between the outside and inside, smothered in all of those clothes. Light hit him in the face as Aoi drew him out into the open. He managed a smile but was shaking awfully.

As much as Mel hated changing back, he had no choice. It was even more painful ti force the body to grow outwards, and it exerted a whole lot more energy. The feeling of fur tearing to give way to skin and everything growing all at once. It was awful, it left him gasping on the bed, if he had of eaten anything, he would've lost it right then and there. His breathing was heavy and irregular, but all the same he pushed himself up and wrapped his arms around Aoi's soaking wet midsection, embracing him from behind. "Aoi! Oh my god, please, please, please be okay!" He hugged tighter, trying to share his body warmth as much as he could, completely forgetting that he was totally nude. "This is all my fault. If hadn't mad you leave.. then.. then--" He was only barely able to cover his face before he sneezed. Tears pressed against his eyes and finally broke the surface. He sniffled loudly and scooted closer to Aoi, trying to rub life back into his quivering arms. "I'm so sorry.."

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 683
notes;Ohh, dear. :o
outfit; nothing..

[Aoi Park]

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The worst part about this was when Mel turned back, how pained he sounded and everything. He felt bad, so guilty for causing the male in so much pain, he turned once he noticed it was over, his cold body shaking like a leaf but he didn’t care, Mel was only one his mind. “Mel, are you okay? I’m sorr-” He began but suddenly felt the warm embrace by the boy. Mel was saying sorry? What on earth did Mel do? The Chinese boy sighed and pulled the male into a tight embrace, the fact that he was naked didn’t phase Aoi in the slightest. He rubbed the boy’s back and nuzzled his hair gently, his own body was convulsing to steal any sort of warmth from the boy, Aoi didn’t care. He was worried about Mel catching a cold at his point. “Mel, here…” He said and moved, his body dripping wet from the rain and creating little puddles on the floor, he went and pulled out one of Karter’s swimming towels, he wouldn’t mind, it was for a good cause. Walking back over he wrapped it around the boy’s head and kneaded his fingers over the boy’s hair, drying him off. “You silly thing you’re going to catch a cold!” Aoi stated and leaned in and kissed the male right between the eyes.

He moved to his clothes and pulled out some for himself and the boy. This was like déjà vu all over again, he remembered when he helped the boy earlier, saving him from some bullies. It was just like that, only they weren’t on a first named basis anymore and were good friends. Smiling at the male he walked into his bathroom, hopefully the boy would dress in some clothes, which were Choi’s so he was sure they would fit perfectly for him, maybe a little bit roomy but that was okay. He gave the boy some white basket ball shorts and a white T-shirt that just said “Nike” on it in black print. That would be okay for now. Slowly he came back out of his bathroom, his hair was still a little damp and for once, Aoi had no make up on, he took it off because it smeared. “Here…” He muttered and moved to lie on the bed with the male while grabbing his Sponge Bob blanket to throw over them, he yawned a little bit and pulled the boy closer to his own body, sharing the warmth he had now with the boy.

The wind was still harshly howling against the windows and it was almost dark enough to turn on a lamp or something like that, though it was only maybe close to noon. He looked at the boy and smiled gently at him. “I should get some snacks and we can pop in a movie if you want?” He asked softly, it still seemed that Mel was scared about the storm, Aoi would try his hardest to make him forget about it, if not completely.

word count;; 527
outfit;; Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;HE HAS A NEW OUTFIT AND THAT IS HIS SPONGE BOB BLANKET BTW OXO THE SQUARE BLUE THING

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[Mel Kucharski]

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Mel pressed into the soggy clothing, closer and closer until he felt the trembling of skin just beneath it. The clothing was tight around Aoi's body to begin with, the fact that it was now soaked through didn't provide any protection against the elements. Mel had been a bit damp before, but every second he spent pressed to Aoi's chest the wetter he grew. He was crying a bit, a little from physical pain, a little from regret and mostly because of guilt. They should've just stayed put in the mall. It was Mel who insisted that they leave, and this was the result. The taller boy sure was cold, his body was convulsing, taking every bit of warmth it could from Mel's own small frame.

Aoi had taken to petting him again. It was peculiarly enjoyable feeling the young man's fingers brush over bare skin.He wiped his own eyes and arched against the hand. He started to shake a bit himself from the cold and wet, but refused to release aoi. It sounded like his hear beat was beginning to even out and become normal.

Being anemic meant a few unfortunate side effects for Mel. One such was that he got cold easily because he couldn't get his blood to run fast enough to stay warm. He was shaking himself by the time Aoi stood up and got a towel. He wasn't crying anymore, just cold. He gladly pulled the cloth close. He suddenly noticed how naked he was. He curled around his nudity to hide himself. Friends or not it was a bit awkward. Aoi was quick to pull out some clothing. Mel caught it easily and with a tiny 'thank you', he watched and waited for Aoi to disappear into the bathroom. He put on the pants first before worrying about a shirt. It fit him a little better than than the last time he had worn some of a his clothing. Perhaps it wasn't his? Whatever, it was warm. He fell back onto the bed with a sigh.

Aoi returned, Mel was surprised by his seemingly natural ability to look good in almost every situation. Even though he was a bit damp he looked like he had everything together. Such a strong person.

Wind drove hard against the window, it shook a bit. Mel looked over his shoulder at it with a worried expression. He was glad when Aoi lay beThe boy didn't mean to be a downerside him and drew up a blanket. There was a viscous crack of lightening, too close to the window for comfort. Mel squeaked in fear and hid his face in Aoi's neck. Loud noises, they scared him awfully. Aoi seemed to be warming up though.

“I should get some snacks and we can pop in a movie if you want?”

Mel nodded "But i'm worried that maybe the power will go out.. It was a fleeting thought and a flimsy one at that, but he didn't want to disappoint Aoi again. The day at the mall was a total disaster.. literally. He just wanted Aoi to feel better as safe and warms as he did.

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 546
notes; Crap post -_-; Sorry..
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.

[Aoi Park]

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Ah, good point. What would happen if the lights went out? Well it would be a bit darker, and maybe a little scary, but other then that they would be okay. He knew that but it seemed the worry was still in the corner of Mel’s mind. Mel’s mind. Wow, that was a place wasn’t it? He honestly wondered what was going on in there, what he was thinking right now and what he wanted to do. His memories and everything else, Aoi wanted to know them, to see inside Mel and be able to understand him better then he already does. Aoi lied back on his bed and pulled the boy close to him, his fingers gently rubbed the male’s back and through his hair. He was worried about Mel, he looked so scared right now and all Aoi could do was hold him, he wished he could do more for the boy. Maybe this was really enough? He wasn’t sure honestly. He would ask though, in a polite and gentle way of course. “Is there anything… I can do for you, Mel? To make you a little more comfortable?” He asked softly against the male’s blonde hair which smelt amazing. He smelt like fruits and flowers, a gentle mix that would send you crazy with want.

Shifting he slowly pulled away from the boy and grabbed the remote for the little TV he had on his night stand, he turned it on to the news to see how long his hurricane would be here. The news said today was going to be the worst day, the rest of the time it would just pour rain and be a little windy for the next few days but it wouldn’t be so bad, nodding with his own approval he turned the channel and found one of his favorite shows, Sponge Bob! It was just starting and Aoi lied back down and smiled, pulling the male close to him, Mel was closest to the TV so his back was pressed against Aoi’s chest as they lied on their sides. In an attempt to relax the boy, he pressed his lips to his ear and sang the theme song. “Who lives in a pinapple under the sea?” He said in the sing song voice and asked softly at the same time, kind of wishing the boy would sing too. “Don’t tell anyone, but I completely adore Sponge Bob.” As if, Mel wouldn’t tell already.

word count;; 444
outfit;;Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;This is his TV it‘s about a like… foot tall and long and it fits right on his nightstand.Here!

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[Mel Kucharski]

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More comfortable? What more could Mel have wanted? Here he was, hidden in the arms of his rescuer. Away from all of the loud and furious storm just outside, away from the male worker in build-a-bear and the mall, tucked away from judgment and hatred from peers. It meant so much to him that Aoi treated him like this. If anything, Mel thought, he should be asking Aoi If he could do anything to make him more comfortable. "No.." he said softly, hardly above a whisper. If he didn't feel indebted to the young man before, he was certainly waist deep in it now.. it was helpless feeling. Mel somehow felt like he was taking advantage of him. He certainly hoped that Aoi didn't feel the same way. Mel needed to find some way to get even, but what could he do?

Aoi moved to fetch the remote, Mel's eyes traced his movements. what would Aoi want from him, what did he need? The news channel flicked on, with tan anchorman cutting in-between an big screen with a storm system in it and a screen with the weekly forecast. The blonde winced as he saw the report, it didn't look all that positive... fortunately it was going to calm down some, but right now it was really bad.

And up next; Mel perked up as the weather report ended and the segment prepared to move on, Are you paying too much for avocados in the off season? We'll tell you after this commercial break.

Mel made a face, how dull.. he silently hoped Aoi wasn't planning on sitting around to make sure the acvacados he bought were properly priced. Did he even eat avocados? Fortunately, none of it was a question because the channel immediately began flipping around with a mixture of lights and sounds. Suddenly the channel froze of a certain yellow sponge. Mel smiled, that's a good choice.

He felt Aoi's arms slip around his midsection and draw him in until he felt the warmth of his body on his back. He gave a tiny purr curling up in his clasp. He felt Aoi's lips hover just above his ear and sing, [/b]“Who lives in a pinapple under the sea?” [/b] they very simply brushed over his ear, pressing down momentarily, the vibrations oh his voice sending cills all the way down the younger boy's spine.

Mel giggled, "Spongebob Squarepants.." He sang back softly. "I won't tell, I promise. But you aren't very good at keeping it a secret." He shifted and gave another little noise to express his happiness before murmuring "You're wearing a spongebob shirt and we're under a spongebob blanket, it think--"There was a bright flash outside the window, followed by a deafening and vicious crack of lightening. Mel's heart stopped momentarily, he hid his face in his hands, whimpering softly "I'm fine, I'm fine.." he muttered before Aoi could say anything. "I wish I was as strong as you.. I scare to easily and get into trouble too much." his voice was a hardly above a whisper. He didn't really think out the question before asking it. he just wanted to know.[/size]

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 574
notes; Crap post -_-; Sorry..
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.

[Aoi Park]

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No? That was it? Really Aoi couldn’t do anything else for him to make him feel more comfortable. Aoi was going to offer to make a giant steel walls to protect the boy, even though it was out of reach for the comical effect he would have asked. It would have brought a smile to Mel’s face. Mel liked jokes anyway, he was a very funny boy himself. Aoi chuckled softly and gently ran his fingers over the male’s body, down his back and up his back and slowly he moved his hand to the front and rubbed his stomach, he could distract the boy from the storm better then what the TV was doing, but he couldn’t do that to Mel. Unless Mel asked for him to do it, and by doing it he meant more kisses and more touches, that’s how he would normally distract someone so in distress but not Mel. Mel had Zander and Aoi himself had Tokiie, so that wouldn’t be right. Slowly his hand worked on the male’s back a bit, kneading his fingers into the boy’s soft skin below the shirt.

The thunder got mean and thought it would be fun to crack loudly, causing the boy in his arms to pretty much jump out of his skin. Aoi sighed softly, he could feel the other’s heart just going a million miles per hour. Aoi pressed his lips to the boy’s neck to calm him a bit. “It’s okay to be scared, Mel.” He whispered and pulled the boy even closer and then gave him a smile. “I’ll protect you, okay?” He muttered softly and closed his eyes and rested his head back on the pillow. He was tired and honestly storms made him want to sleep, was that the tiger in him or just Aoi as a person? Ah, he didn’t know or really care. Mel began to speak and it caused Aoi to almost just nod and agree with whatever he was saying but he didn’t, that would be rude!

“So what if you do?” He questioned and snorted softly at the boy, moving to tickle him gently. “If you were strong like me, you would be beating up people who make you mad, not letting yourself cry when someone hurt you, and starving yourself because you think your body is disgusting and that everyone around you hates you, but you won’t say anything. You’re perfect just the way you are, Mel.” He said and stroked the boy’s cheek gently.

word count;; 439
outfit;; Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;Tis fiiine D;

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[Mel Kucharski]

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Aoi's voice had a peculiar effect on him, it felt very relaxing to listen to. It was more than a sound, it was almost a sensation one could feel. Mel certainly could, anyway. It was low, deep, and absolutely filled to the brim with emotion. It made Mel just want to sit and listen to him speak. It seemed quite fitting, as the first thing that Aoi's voice reminded him of was the deep, affectionate purr of a large feline. It made so much sense, Aoi was a tiger shift after all. It was always surprising the sorts of things shifters had in common with their inner animals. He did sound kind of tired.

The teen's breath was warm over his neck and tickled his hair. Soothing him with gentle words promising his safety and the sensation of fingers softly massaging just beneath his shirt. It was enough to almost make Mel feel like falling asleep in the embrace to the sound of Aoi's voice and the driving rain outside. He figured that there was no one he trusted more in the world. No one who he would be more willing to hand his life. He sighed, finally calmed down. Well, perhaps Zander. But his relationship with Zander was different that his relationships with Aoi. With Aoi, he possessed a bond which balanced in between close friends and something a bit more intimate, Mel didn't really have a name for it as of yet.

Aoi's words made him sad though. “If you were strong like me, you would be beating up people who make you mad, not letting yourself cry when someone hurt you, and starving yourself because you think your body is disgusting and that everyone around you hates you, but you won’t say anything. You’re perfect just the way you are, Mel.”

The boy frowned and took a breath before just speaking all at once. How he said, the choice of words and tone of voice cut straight to Mel's heart. It was almost like Aoi was using his words to try and convince him that he isn't worth being called strong, and is really not. Did Aoi really feel like this? In all fairness, Mel hadn't know Aoi for years, only a couple of days at best. yet, he had just laid bare his feelings to him. Mel was touched in a way, it must have meant that Aoi trusted him too. He remembered what Aoi had told him the first time they had met. The story about his old boyfriend who wasn't worth trash (and that was the nicest way he could put it) who had used, mislead, and abused the young man. He had called him some awful things from what it sounded like, which had lead to anorexia. But that wasn't all, it spilled over onto everything until he was thoroughly convinced that he was no good at all. Did he hate himself? Mel felt the burn of tears, it was so heartbreaking, it took every ounce of him not to cry. It was a fact, Mel had a string running from his heart right up to his tear ducts. He loved people, especially friends like Aoi and when they hurt, he hurt too. Perhaps it was time to let him know he wasn't alone.

Mel felt Aoi hand caress his cheek. Without a word, he reached up and caught it. He tightened his fingers around it, "Perfect.." he repeated softly. He sighed and turned so that he could face Aoi and search his expressions as he spoke"From the time I could walk my brothers did things to me.. things like put me in dresses and tell me I was a girl. Like.. I had to be the princess in dress up games that they would make us play. Even sometimes when I was older and mom and dad weren't around they'd force me to wear girl clothes." He took another breath, "They hated me. Maybe not Friderick and my mom, but my other brother and my... father." That word hurt him, father they word itself felt like an insult. "Then everyone at school.. I was so young. I didn't understand why they did it.. I still don't understand." He looked down, unable to look at Aoi's eyes anymore, "And then.. just mean words turned into cruel pranks, and eventually.." he tapped the scar on his right eyebrow."Well.. this happened, and alot more too." He didn't really want to tell Aoi about all the times he had been cornered at taunted, harassed and tormented so often to the point where it was nearly everyday. "I used to wonder what was wrong with me, used to be unable to get to sleep at night. I.. I.." he couldn't really think of anything else to say. He seemed to stare right through the boy in front up, his eyes clouded with a silent flood of memories. "Perfect.. what a funny word.."

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 873
notes;Into the psyche of Mel we goooo~
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.

[Aoi Park]

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Aoi listened to the boy as he spoke and finally got a one way ticket to inside Mel’s mind where he was half sure everything was pink and filled with love and candy, but he was wrong. Well half way wrong, it seemed even Mel had secrets about where he came from. It was some what comforting to Aoi that Mel would tell him this. To open up to him this much, he wondered if he opened up to Zander this much? Maybe? He Didn’t know and frankly he didn’t want to know anything about their relationship, what they did or didn’t do. Aoi shuddered a bit at the thought and then couldn’t help but smirk at the thought, he felt this strongly about it. Mel truly was his little brother, Aoi couldn’t even think about him being with someone, like he felt about Choi. Truthfully he didn’t want Choi to be with anyone but he knew he couldn’t stop anyone.

When Mel stopped Aoi leaned down and kissed both of his cheeks and then his nose, a gentle smile played his lips. “The past, it’s over with. You’re here with me now, and Zander and Choi and all your other friends. Trust me, we love you like this. The cute boy who we can mistaken for a pretty girl. Choi tells me all the time how awesome a dresser you are and how all three of us should go shopping. I know Zander loves you like this, because he loves you. I too love you like this. I’m your big brother and I love my cute little brother. He stated and moved to once more run his fingers through the blonde locks of the other. It seemed that both of them had stories to tell, no wonder they were shifts honestly, it was like a way to get out of their crappy lives and start new as something new and fresh. Not everyone could say they could turn into a hamster or a tiger right?

He too was trying to let go of the past, start eating again, be the person he was before he met his ex. Be happy. It wouldn’t happen over night but he knew he could do it, also with Choi being here and being his personal chief what else could go wrong? “You’re my little brother, so I find you perfect. For the record when we did meet I did want to dress you up in a pink fluffy princess dress, I had to come clean! I’m sorry!” He said with a grin, it wasn’t true but he had to tease him just a little bit. Honestly it was very cute. Aoi gave Mel a tight hug and kissed his cheeks. “Now, my dear Mel. I believe Sponge Bob wants us to go get something to eat. I’m starving.” He whined softly and pawed at the boy a bit. “Can we gooo eaaat?” He asked drawing out his words a bit.

word count;; 517
outfit;; Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;THEY JUST WENT TO CANDY MOUNTAIN!

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[Mel Kucharski]

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When Aoi began to speak, Mel's eyes welled up with tears. He didn't really know why. Perhaps when he was speaking he had forgotten that someone was actually listening. So in a way he felt like he was speaking to an empty room, and to discover that someone was present and and actually cared was an emotional shock. He sniffled loudly and hid his face, it was almost surreal. He had never shared that with anyone before, not one person. Not even Friderick, whom he thought he trusted the most. The pain of all the memories flooded his mind, all of the hatred, both of himself and from people. Perhaps that was something he and Aoi had in common, not only the shifter factor, Mel really didn't like himself. He had never actually thought about it before, but after all the years of being hated by others, he discovered a disdain in himself. It wasn't extreme, he just generally didn't like himself. If no one else could like him, why should he try?

His body shook with a sob in Aoi's arms as he began speaking about all of his fiends. Especially at Zander's name. Where was he right now? Was he okay? It made him feel anxious. He choked out another sob as Aoi said "I too love you like this. I’m your big brother and I love my cute little brother."

He snuggled close, concealing his face completely. He didn't want to let Aoi see him so broken down. He didn't want to be weak. He wanted to be strong, just like he had been up to this point. But was this really the way to be "strong"? What is it was a misnomer of sorts. Maybe a strong person could bare themselves and make vulnerable their feelings. Whatever, he knew Aoi was strong, despite his words. What weak person rescued a complete stranger when no one else lifted a finger? What sort of weak person would assure another that he could be depended on for really anything?

Mel managed a nod and giggled through his tears when Aoi made his next comment. “You’re my little brother, so I find you perfect. For the record when we did meet I did want to dress you up in a pink fluffy princess dress, I had to come clean! I’m sorry!”

"Probably would've worn it too.." the boy felt himself pulled into Aoi's chest, once more catching his scent.

“Now, my dear Mel. I believe Sponge Bob wants us to go get something to eat. I’m starving."

Mel lifted his face for the first time and looked over his shoulder at the television screen, what he saw made him laugh. At that same moment, everyone's favorite sponge was floating out of the Krusty Crab with an assortment of pink jellyfish. It was s perfect. "Okay.."

He pulled away from Aoi's hug and warmth, rolling onto the floor. Quickly wiping his eyes and smiled and offered his hand to Aoi, "Where to?"

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 533
notes; <(^.^)>
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.

[Aoi Park]

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Tears. Crying. Aoi didn’t enjoy crying at all, In fact he wished he could poof that ability away so it didn’t happen. Watching Mel just made him feel so sad. So worried that what he was telling the boy might hurt him somehow. Gently he hugged the male and rubbed his back a little bit, pressing his lips to his cheek. He didn’t want to hurt him, that was the last thing on earth Aoi would ever want for Mel. Aoi chuckled softly and bit his lower lip when he said he would have worn the pink fluffy dress and he smooshed the male’s cheeks playfully. “You would have looked so cute in it too.” He teased and slipped off the bed when the male did. He thought and then got an idea, a great idea. The best idea ever, or to Aoi’s standards of idea’s anyway. Slowly taking the male’s hand he pulled him out of his bedroom, pulled out his phone and called his little brother, grinning from ear to ear. “I have my own personal chief in this school.” He said and then snorted when his little brother answered in a sleepy voice. “Cai! Xing le, ránhòu lái dào dàting de chulù, ni huì zuò fàn de méi er hé wo zìji. “ Then he hung up, he told his brother to come out into the hall way, it didn’t take long at all for him to spot his little brother. “You’re going to come and cook for Mel and me and yourself.” He said.

Choi was sleeping through the storm. Growing up he never got scared since Aoi was always with him and even now Aoi was with him just a few dorm rooms away so he slept like a perfect little baby. That was, until he woke up by the evil sound of Aoi’s ring tone. Evil brother. “Yeah?” He asked softly and slowly sat up, figuring his brother wanted him for something, and he was right. Aoi wanted him to cook for Mel and himself. Slowly he walked out of his dorm room and easily spotted the two and smiled warmly at Mel, but glared daggers at Aoi. “Why can’t you cook?” He asked stubbornly.

Aoi snorted at his little brother and walked over and smooshed his face. “Remember what happened the last time I tried to cook?” He asked with a huff and a glare right back. Choi remembered, how could he forget? “Yeah, you almost burnt down our house. Fine, I’ll cook, but for me and Mel you can have the scrapes in a doggy bowl.” He said and moved to hook one of Mel’s arms.

Snorting softly, Aoi moved and kicked his brother butt easily. “I’m a tiger shift, not a dog shift you little bear.” He said and snapped his teeth at the boy and fallowed him and Mel down the hallway, it seemed that Mel would get his first taste of the brothers being together. Oh joy.

word count;; 543
outfit;; Aoi’s Outfit! Choi’s Outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;I‘m throwing in Choi! Remember Aoi has black speech and Choi has white. <3 Hope that‘s okay oxo Thought it be fun.

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[Mel Kucharski]

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Aoi's face seemed to light up as he thought of an idea. He pulled out his bright pink phone and dialed a number. Mel cocked his head a bit making a confused sort of face. What was he going to do? Call the pizza man? That thought made Mel smile, he hoped he wasn't planning on ordering pizza the poor guy would definitely turn him down and then..who knows what Aoi might do. He was surprised when he started talking into the phone, it was fast and he definitely not english. Mel found himself leaning in a bit closer to try and catch a hint of any recognizable words. So far no good.

Mel remembered Aoi mentioning where he was from. China was it? So he was speaking chinese? What for, was he ordering chinese food? Mel felt like he was missing something. Frowning, he followed Aoi as he stowed the phone and began to walk. He watched his feet, resisting the urge to question the older boy. Instead of heading downstairs, they actually mounted a few flights until Mel recognized his own floor. For a second, he thought that Aoi was just going to drop him off in his room and was about to ask when he suddenly recognized someone standing in the hallway.

"Choi!" He said a little loudly and a bit enthusiastically. he ran up to his wrapping his arms around Choi's neck the moment he was close enough. "I'm so glad you're safe!"

Choi didn't seem to be in a good mood.. towards his brother anyway. Choi was a culinary major so it made sense for Aoi to call him 'his own personal chef'. Apparently Choi didn't like being kept on his brother's beck and call. Especially in the middle of a storm. he giggled and broke away as Aoi came up, smooshing his little brother's face in-between his hands and exchanging a few playful banter words with him.

Mel gladly took Choi's arm, he was shorter than his brother, but slightly taler than the polish boy so the heights matched up just fine. They were so funny! Mel wiped his hand across his eyes again, hoping his eyes weren't red from crying or something like that. How embarrassing! Aoi walked just behind the pair. Using his free hand, Mel poked Choi in the side and whispered, "Hey, what do you mean by 'last time'? Should I be worried?" He was sure Aoi could hear him, but he rather wanted to get him back for the whole "dress thing".

He was a whole lot happier now than he had been about 15 minutes ago. What a relief!

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 463
notes; XD should be fun!
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.

[Aoi Park]

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Choi grinned when his new friend hugged him and was glad he was safe. Well why wouldn’t he be safe! Maybe the blonde though he was in a tree somewhere munching on some bamboo, either way he was also glad Mel was safe. “I’m glad you’re okay too! I honestly fell asleep, storms make me tired. I was gonna call you but I remembered you were with Aoi so I knew he would take care of you.” Choi did know this since Aoi told him happily that Mel meant a lot to him, Mel also meant a lot to Choi too. Partly because the smaller boy was fun as can be, he was sweet and awesome to talk too, but also he meant a lot to Aoi, so that of course had a factor into it. While they walked, Mel asked him about the whole thing with Aoi nearly buring down their home before. Choi grinned because he spoke loud enough for the older boy to hear him. “Well! One day when we came home from school, Aoi wanted to make rice for us for a snack, and well he pretty much set the stove on fire.” It was funny remembering one of Aoi’s less proud moments in life, Aoi didn’t think it was so funny or more so he acted as if it wasn’t funny at all, bit smacking Choi in the back of the head lightly.

“You’re so mean! Telling stories about your older brother like that, how mean! I might be having panda tonight for dinner.” He said and gently smacked the back of his little brother’s head. Aoi blushed a bit and crossed his arms over his chest, okay well it wasn’t his fault that the stove wanted to eat his face off with fire. Choi should have known this. Soon they were walking into the kitchen and Aoi happily sat at a table that was in there, he snickered softly and pinched his little brother. “Alright, getting cooking. You should make some filled dumplings, and noodles.” Aoi said in a matter of fact tone and then looked at Mel. “Make half with vegetables and then half with meat.” He nearly forgot that Mel didn’t like to eat meat since he was a hamster shift, while Aoi and his brother did like to eat meat.

Choi huffed softly when they finally got into the kitchen and he was put to work so quickly, he flailed his arms a bit when he was pinched and stuck his tongue out. “I’m not your wife you know!” He muttered but got everything he needed to make the dumplings and the noodles. “Have you ever had real Chinese food Mel?” He said with a small proud grin before nodding slowly at his brother’s request to make both meat and the vegetable dumplings. Being a panda, he could pretty much eat anything. Bamboo, eggs, meat, berries, leaves. You name it, Choi could most likely eat it. Aoi always loved eating meat so he knew that Aoi would most likely devour all of the meat dumplings for himself, leaving him to share with Mel.

word count;; 548
outfit;; Aoi’s Outfit! Choi’s outfit!
tags;;meeeeel
notes;;I hope so xDDD

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[Mel Kucharski]

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Mel giggled and glanced back at Aoi. "Oh dear!"

The brothers were awesome in general, but together they were downright hilarious. Good frinends and definitely close. Just like brothers should be. Brothers.. that made Mel sad for a moment. He had never really known the love of a brother. Well, sort of, but nothing like this.

The closest relationship he had had with any of his brothers had been with Friderick, and Frid wasn't at all Aoi's caliber of friendly. Mel figured his brother just didn't know how to treat his little brother but tried his best anyway. What Frid saw as 'brotherly love' was him stepping in to defend his little Aleksy, or letting him listen as he played the piano. Mel figured it was okay, after the day he had been seriously attacked, Friderick walked and drove him everyday, always stepping between his youngest brother and stones thrown by little aggravators after school. He would only wince sometimes, frown and then mutter something in Polish. Never retaliate as rock bounced off of his back. He never actually let on, but Mel would sometimes spot ugly bruises all along his back. Sometimes it was so bad that Frid would be forced to sleep on his stomach. When Mel would freak out over it, Friderick would simply hush him and take him along to learn a bit of piano. To this day one of the most soothing instruments to Mel is piano. Frid wasn't the best teacher, but Mel was able to learn enough so that he could play something on command, Friderick was a fantastic piano player though. he could've pursued it as a career, but he didn't of course. But that was just Frid.

He didn't recognize the sort of love these brothers shared, like the best of friends. I Jarick or Marcelli had smacked him over the head like that it could definitely be considered done just to be mean. They just seemed to be teasing and enjoying each other's presence. It wasn't a very long walk to the boys' dorm's kitchen, and (thankfully) it wasn't a walk out in the rain. Mel's arm tightened around Choi's, what a thought. He wondered if Choi knew that Aoi had just taken a jog out in the rain and nearly get pneumonia all for his sake.

"Actually.. yes?" He said in reply to Choi's question. "Aoi made me some noodles when I got... uh." He didn't really want to say 'beaten up', that was just embarrassing. The blonde boy shook his head, "Never mind, Aoi made me some noodles though!"

Choi didn't look too thrilled about having to make the food, he had been napping after all. So Mel immediately jumped in and said,"Choi! Let me help you!" Being himself, Mel had no other choice but to obey his "maid" instinct. That, and he wanted to be of some help.

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tag; Aoi<3
word count; 513
notes; :3
outfit; Clothes that Aoi gave him.