i'm back [/open]

[Mel Kucharski]

Mel nodded in agreement, still feeling pressure of Aoi's lips. It felt like they were still there, hovering, like a ghost. "My room? Okay.." Aoi stood up to clear the dishes. Mel rested his chin on the cool counter, watching him. Every movement and every little mannerism that perhaps Aoi himself didn't notice. He kind of liked just getting to watch him,the way his muscles rippled whenever he moved, or how his hair would swish from one side or the other. Mel pondered briefly what he would look like if he was as tall and a strong as Aoi, probably not very good. The thought made him smile though.

He looked up at Aoi through a half-closed eye as he approached, offering him a tiny smile. "Please...?" his voise was hardly audible. Aoi gathered him into his arms and hoisted him out of the chair. Mel, of course, took advantage of the opportunity and curled up in the older boy's strong arms. He imagined himself as a hamster in that moment. How comfortable and warm it would be even to just rest in the palm of Aoi's hand. Oh well, as a human he was just as happy, perhaps just a bit larger.

The boy's blond head lulled and fell against Aoi's chest. It felt very warm. He hardly noticed as they mounted the stairs on the way to his room. All he noticed was the sensation of the fabric rubbing up against his cheek and Aoi's arms as the adjusted their grip on his body. There was a nearly imperceptible squeak as the door was pushed open. Mel cracked an eye open and scanned his room. He hadn't realized how dark it had been before he left it. he shivered a bit. The room had also seemed to grow very cold in his absence... or perhaps it had always been could, he just hadn't noticed.

Mel exhaled as his back touched his soft bed and the cover were pulled up around his body. "Sleep Mel..." he felt Aoi's face close to his stomach, and then he could be sure that Aoi had kissed it. His face grew hot and he squirmed a bit. He really was quite sensitive in that particular spot..

"D-don't.." he said in a whiny voice, although he really didn't mind. It was a funny feeling but not a bad one. He didn't understand it anyway.

The mattress dipped as Aoi slipped in beside him. Mel was already scooching over to be closer when Aoi embraced him. Mel closed his eyes and gave a quiet sigh, relishing the feeling of being held. It was lovely, especially with Aoi being the one to do it. Placing his own ear against Aoi's chest, he presently became aware of the steady thump of Aoi's heart. It was slow and methodical, and after a time seemed to slow down. Mel found it ironic that his own heart was beginning to speed up.

"I... I think I love you too.."

He didn't really know what to say.

Word count: 539
Tagg'd: Aoi<3
Outfit: Here~
Notes: ngh.. mel.. *kicks*

[Aoi Park]

    xx
    

    

    

It seemed the boy didn’t like his belly being touched. That only mad the boy more appealing, more cute. “Oh? Are you ticklish?” He said with a low snicker. As much as Aoi wanted to start tickling the boy, he didn’t. He did have some sense anyway. With his arms tight around the boy, he placed some kisses against the beautiful blonde locks the other male had. As much as Aoi was loving every little moment this and trust me he was enjoying this, a small spark of hurt twanged his heart. He wanted Mel to be his, all his and only his, but if he was with… No. No more thinking such bad thoughts. Mel was here and this was all real, this wasn’t one of his dreams anymore. Mel was here and they were together again. “You think? Or you know?” He teased softly and kissed the boy’s cheek gently. He said he loved him, that was good no that was perfect. He gave the boy a gentle squeeze and ran his fingers lightly against his back, making small circles against such a small frame. He would really have to get the boy to eat more.

“Maybe, after this we can watch a movie you and I? Go somewhere, or just lie in bed…. Whatever you want.” He said softly before closing his eyes. He wanted to spend every moment with the male he could. He wanted to be with him all today and most of tomorrow since classes would begin for Aoi since he had left right before they began. That was something Aoi was dreading but with his smarts he would be able to jump right back onboard with most likely the highest grades in his class. Slowly and without even really thinking he moved himself to be over the boy, their bodies were touching so he wasn’t crushing Mel. Aoi’s hands were gently set on the male’s shoulders and yet all of his weight was against his own knees.

Leaning down he kissed the boy again, softly but with a flint of passion and love that he felt for the blonde boy. One of his hands slowly moved to rest on the boy’s cheek as he silently asked for a deeper kiss. He wouldn’t go to far, just kissing unless well Mel wanted him to do more, but he was sure the boy wouldn’t have those things in mind. Kissing was just as amazing as anything else. Being able to kiss Mel meant the world to him, being able to hell even hold the boy was like a prize all in itself. To sum it up, just being up to see Mel’s smile was worth more then gold.

    

TAGGED .mel<3. WORDS .500. OUTFIT . outfit here.
    MUSIC . song - artist. LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade. NOTES .*huggles Mel*. CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.
    

[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/font]

[Mel Kucharski]

Mel frowned, "No.. it just felt really funny when you touched there.." Mel wasn't really watching his words, he was far too tired to do so. Truth be told he was still in a haze. the more he thought about it, the less real it all seemed. He had never said to himself that he wanted to forget Zander or Aoi, but after so long eventually they too looked like broken dreams and half hopes. All of his happy times with them were long forgotten. But it seemed that every kiss and small touch brought it back, piece by piece.

Had he been thinking clearly, he might have wondered if Zander would ever return. Zander's disappearance was more of a mystery than anyone elses'. God, how he longed to remember all the happy times.!But he just couldn't, his instinct right now was just to snuggle close to something that seemed strong, something that seemed dependable and hope for the best. The best, in this case, being sleep. He only sort of halfheartedly mumbled an incoherent reply whenever he heard Aoi's voice, not necessarily picking out the words.

Then he received his shock. All of a sudden, his soft and warm support was gone. He opened his eyes and found himself looking up at Aoi. Through the darkness, Mel spotted the familiar outline of Aoi's face, half covered by his hair. Aoi's golden eyes flashed at him. He became aware of a slight and tender pressure on his shoulders. Mel inhaled sharply as he realized what had happened. In an instant, fear washed over him. Though he was fairly certain that Aoi, would never hurt him, he couldn't help but feel like he was trapped there. The hamster part of his mind told him he was being pinned down, trapped between the bed and a much larger and stronger thing... a predator. His eyes registered horror, as his sickly mind screamed He wants to eat you!

It wasn't until Aoi kissed him that he realized who it really was. No predators, no killers, just Aoi. But he just couldn't shake that feeling on uneasiness. His mind wandered to Zander.. oh god, if Zander were here... he felt queasy. He tried to push the thought away, after all Zander wasn't here and he was never coming back... right? that might be the assumption, but every time the thought pushed into his brain, the more real it seemed.

Aoi's lips pressed a bit harder against his, silently asking for more. Mel was familiar with this, for some reason it was always him who gave permission when it came to kissing. But this time he didn't grant it. In fact, without realizing it really, he turned his head sharply, breaking contact. He looked away, his face growing hot. "I.. I.." he searched for an excuse. Then one came to him, it was sudden and shocking. "A-Aoi..? I just had a thought... don't you have a boyfriend..?"

Mel hated to say it, but once the words left his mouth there was no recalling them. The little shifter truly did like Aoi, but for some reason thoughts continued to haunt him. Why couldn't he just be happy?

Word count: 558
Tagg'd: Aoi<3
Outfit: Here~
Notes: uh-oh

[Aoi Park]

    xx
    

    

    

That hurt. It hurt so bad that Aoi actually wanted to start crying. Mel pulling away like that was like a knife through his heart, it was hard and blunt. He sighed softly and shook his head, slowly moving so he was lying on Mel, his head right between the crook of his neck and the mattress below. His lips by the boy’s ear. The question the boy asked was an excuse, that was very clear and almost a little annoying to answer but Aoi shook his head. “I told you, I love you and only you. So no… I don’t nor do I want one unless it’s you.” He said softly and shifted to lie beside the boy so he could see his face. Though seeing the male didn’t help and a wave of emotions just came flooding into him. Maybe coming back was a bad idea? No, it wasn’t a bad idea. Aoi already went through his person and came to the conclusion that no matter how things turned out for him, coming back was a not a bad idea.

“Sorry… didn’t mean to scare you.” He said softly and sat back up, leaning against the headboard of the bed. His hand reached down to gingerly play and ruffle the boy’s blonde hair, with a smile on his face he chuckled a bit. “I couldn’t even try to date in China, it hurt so bad. I always felt like I was cheating on you though we were never together… I still felt like I was hurting you.” He admitted softly. Yeah, Aoi was that deeply in love with Mel, so much so he couldn’t even date other people. Was Aoi that sad? No, he was that in love. He didn’t want anyone else, how could he? Mel was perfect in every single way, Mel was adorable, so kind, he listened and was never cruel.

“I want to be your boyfriend, Mel. I want to be yours forever. I know… you don’t feel the same way about me now, but maybe you will?” Oh god, Aoi hoped so. He wanted Mel to love him just as much, if not more. He didn’t think that was too much to ask, but who knew? They would just have to wait and see what the future would hold for them.

    

TAGGED .mel<3. WORDS .436. OUTFIT . outfit here.
    MUSIC . song - artist. LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade. NOTES .Aww, Aoi~. CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.
    

[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/font]

[Mel Kucharski]

Silence hung heavy in the air, only serving to intensify that weird queasy feeling. The curiosity gnawed at him. Mel's eyes flicked to Aoi's face and his heart broke. His face.. so sad. He looked on the brink of tears. Mel had never seen Aoi like that, he had never seen that sadness on his face. Mel felt deep regret fill him up to the brim. "Aoi..." The name slipped out of his mouth, breathy and weak.

Mel felt the pressure of Aoi's body as it rested upon him. "A-Aoi.." he repeated. His arms were free now, they moved to wrap up around Aoi's back. His breath was shallow "I'm sorry.." He felt Aoi's nose brush against his neck. It sensation sent a shiver through his body, it made him shudder, it felt good. When he finally spoke, the vibrations from his voice had much of the same effect, travailing from his neck and throughout his person. His fingers tightened on Aoi's clothing and his eyes squeezed shut.

The tiger shifter's weight lifted off of him and Mel let go. He turned to look into Aoi's eyes, studying him intensely, searching his face for that sadness. He didn't have enough time to detect any though because of how quickly Aoi sat up. Mel looked down and bit his lip. "“Sorry… didn’t mean to scare you.”

Mel looked up at him, propping himself up on his shoulder. "Scaring me?" Mel was embarrassed. So he lied, "I wasn't scared, just... i dunno. I wasn't scared. You didn't scare me." That was such a terrible lie, he knew Aoi would see right through it, but what was the harm in trying to diffuse the situation?

Aoi messed up his already messy hair and laughed. Mel allowed himself a secret smile. There it was, Aoi's laugh. Mel figured he must have done something right. Then came Aoi's confession “I couldn’t even try to date in China, it hurt so bad. I always felt like I was cheating on you though we were never together… I still felt like I was hurting you. Mel's breath caught he didn't know what to say. How had Aoi repressed these feelings for so long? Mel had hardly survived several moths without Zander around.. but how had it been for Aoi? The thought was searing. “I want to be your boyfriend, Mel. I want to be yours forever. I know… you don’t feel the same way about me now, but maybe you will?”

Mel breathed in. Those words.. the sincerity behind them was heart-wrenching. If Mel had ever been at a loss for words, it was now. Slowly, Mel sat up staring into the dark. His bed covers fell partly away from his body, he kicked off the covers that didn't. "Oh Aoi, I-I.."

Mel gasped and placed his palm against his forehead. Why was he feeling so light-headed, why did he feel so cold? "Oh.. god.." he uttered. Not now! Tensions were running high and his anemia was beginning to act up. His heart was beating really fast, maybe that was why. It was really kicking in now, his body swayed. He didn't want to pass out. Not now.

Now was the time to be bold. His heart was hammering. He took a few deep breaths than made his move, inching his way over to Aoi, he climbed up onto his lap.Wrapping his arms around Aoi's neck he tried to focus on his features. He was seeing double it seemed. He needed to calm down... fast. With a deep breath, he moved in and kissed the spot where he thought Aoi's lips were. He was right, met by the softness of Aoi's mouth. He leaned heavily against Aoi, easing his mouth open.

Come on Aoi... Either Mel would pass out here, or Aoi might somehow calm him down. Whatever happened, at least Mel was going to get to kiss him.

Word count: 711
Tagg'd: Aoi<3
Outfit: Here~
Notes: Darn that anemia..

[Aoi Park]

    xx
    

    

    

“I did so scare you…” He said with a sharp roll of his eyes. He knew Mel inside and out and the boy was scared. Maybe he thought the tiger shift was going to eat him? Who knows. The boy was so silly sometimes that it amused Aoi to no ends. Though that aside the Chinese boy noticed the smaller blonde boy getting a little bit paler. God, did he really scare him that bad? “Mel…?” He cooed softly and blinked when the male breathlessly said his name. His body was pale, his skin was colder then ice and it seemed to feel like he was shaking. Was he okay? Just nervous? Scared? All kinds of thoughts ran through Aoi’s head as he shifted and pulled the boy closer to him, allowing such a deep kiss to be placed on his lips. Mel was kissing him for once, he wanted to be kissed. His arm was tight around the boy’s body, with that he pulled him closer so their kiss would be tasted even more so now then before.

Mel’s lips were so sweet, like pure candy. So yummy and true and warm. Aoi shifted his hips a little bit so Mel’s legs were wrapped around his waist, so their bodies could be closer together. “How are you feeling?” He said in a worried tone, pulling away from the kiss for just a moment before re-attaching their lips. He didn’t want to stop kissing him, so every now and then he pulled away to ask if he was okay or if there was anything he needed before he happily came back and began to kiss the male. Their lips were never apart for more then a few moments. He rubbed the boy’s back gently, his fingers slowly moving up and down his back, trying his hardest to sooth the boy in case he was hurting somewhere.

“Mel… I love you.” He said softly, between the kisses. Sadly though he had to pull away, but he held the boy close to him. “Mel, you need to go to sleep okay? He whispered softly and moved their bodies again so the boy was lying beside him this time. He could feel the small male’s body just weaken with each passing second, and that could only mean that rest was in his future. He pulled the covers over them both and whispered sweet things in Mel’s ear. Telling the boy how much he loved him, how much he meant to him and all sorts of things like that. If forever could be like this, then Aoi wouldn’t be happier, Aoi wanted to spend the rest of his life with Mel and Mel only.

    

TAGGED .mel<3. WORDS .499. OUTFIT . outfit here.
    MUSIC . song - artist. LYRICS . the silence - mayday parade. NOTES .sorry love, I was sick D;. CREDIT . JURATE at CAUTION.
    

[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/font]

[Mel Kucharski]

Mel was fighting to stay conscious. He had ever told Aoi about his anemia, and he probably never would. It seemed petty, but to him, admitting his peculiar medical condition seemed like weakness. As much as Mel loved people, he didn't want them to look down on him. One thing that horrified the boy was to be come an object; an object to protect, an object of affection only, an object of weakness. Mel wished to be proficient on his own, but his physical self and medical conditions forced a bit of a handicap. Most of the time the hamster ignored it. He was trying to now.

Aoi pulled him closer, gentle as always. Mel's shoulders tensed up, focusing of staying awake. Aoi's lips felt really good and being pressed so close to his body was partially warming him up. Mel's fingers made their way up from Aoi's shoulders, to the base of his neck, and finally tangled in his the soft black hair. He arched upwards so as to hive him a bit of a higher vantage on Aoi, perhaps so that AOi wouldn't have to "kiss down" either that, or, when Mel did pass out (he knew at this point that nothing Aoi could do would make him stay conscious) he'd have someone to lean on.

Aoi broke contact, Mel missed the warmth, and somewhere in the back of his mind, the kissing.
"How are you feeling...?"

Mel looked into Aoi's eyes through his own half-lidded ones. Just as always, his eyes cut through the dark to meet his. Perhaps that was the tiger side of him, just as it was Mel's hamster side that allowed him to detect such a thing and why he liked being held so much. Mel frowned a bit at his question though, but offered no verbal answer. As before mentioned, he would never tell. It was a relief to be kissing again.

Ai's fingers slid up his back in a way that sent chills through him. The good kind, not the unpleasant anemic-attack variety. Somehow, the locket Aoi had bought him had slipped into his shirt and was pressing against his skin, he noted how cool it felt. His mind was focusing on small details, seeming the only thing it could actually hold on to at this moment. He wouldn't have been able to tell how long he sat there of how long it was before Aoi finally recognized his dwindling consciousness and told him to go to bed. But the moment the covers went up around his shoulders he knew he was out cold.

Word count: 448
Tagg'd: Aoi<3
Outfit: Here~
Notes: ... wow. that post sucked. Sorry for the fail -_-;