Yoshiki are you really alright? I can call the doctor for you if you want."
He lifted his head to look at his worried twin, before dropping his hands from his temples. He dropped his head onto the island and rested his head against the cool marble.
["Host?"]
"Daisuke, where have you been?"
[" I went to talk to master. I hope nothing has happened since I was gone."]
"No, nothing major. Can you do a medical scan of my body?"
["Yes, host"]
"Please, start the scan."
[Starting full body scan ...1 ...2.....3...5 ...10...30....40 ...50...60.....70...100 ...scan complete.
Results:
Race: human
Gender: male,
Health level: 100%
"Host, you're perfectly healthy. Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"]
"Yes, uncomfortable. I get these quick and out-of-the-blue emotions, and then they immediatel
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Feeling the hands on his body and the warm breath on his neck, he felt goosebumps forming on his body. He was reminded of Damon, the way he felt beside him; heavy, solid, grounding him in the present. The silky smoothness of his skin under his touch, how he smelled of smoke, sweetness, and the oddest one, coldness. Even now, his laughter rang like bells in his mind every time he let his guard down. All of it haunts Yoshiki, reminding him he's had a taste of sweet poison, tasted their sweetness of it. Yoshiki had given into its sweetness and now he can never escape, but he never wanted to escape. He was too deep, he never wanted to surface from it. He pushed down the temptation and reached the hand that had almost pulled his belt from his pants, while trying to calm down his heart, it couldn't happen, not yet, he needs to eliminate any chances of the male protagonist getting together with his brother; he needs to be more patient.
Yoshiki didn't know how long he had been asleep when he opened his eyes. He sat upon the sofa; he looked out at the open balcony door and beyond to sun shining in the sky. Yoshiki knew without being outside that he could tell it was like an oven out there. He blinked his eyes to push down the urge to go back to sleep. Swinging his legs off the sofa, Yoshiki stood up and removed his t-shirt. He was not used to sleeping wearing a top; it made him feel uncomfortable. Throwing the t-shirt onto the sofa, he walked to the door leading to the kitchen; he was starving, and he wanted to make some food for himself, but knowing that his brother was most likely coming back, he made more than enough for two people, speaking of which he wondered where he ran off to. Opening the fridge, he was met with space. There was nothing to cook with. It was completely clean; he had forgotten with all that happened he to go shopping, closing the door of the fridg
Yoshiki was really regretting giving in to his hunger. If he hadn't, he wouldn't be in this situation, to begin with, looking at the dead-end of the alleyway he ran into, he turned to his pursuers, who were kindly holding up guns at various parts of his body, yup he really shouldn't have given in to temptation. Let's go back to half an hour ago. It all started when he got food from the place where the original was killed. Not the best choice, as he can see now. **** Yoshiki lifted the cup towards his mouth. As it lifted there, there was a sudden silence before there was a sudden loud whip-like Bang! a sound of porcelain smashing into pieces. He slowly looked down at the cup that he just held that was lying on the floor, on top of the ice tea that he was about to drink and the smaller pieces of the cup, he stupidity continued to look at the broken cup, dumbfounded on how it got
Yoshiki looked at three guns being pointed at him. He didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. The universe seems to want him dead. He put so much effort into escaping alive but for what, to die in some dark alleyway just because he couldn't hold his hunger. He looked up at the sky, wondering if there was someone up there laughing at him. ["Host?"] "Daisuke, you're back, no time to talk, I'm thinking." ["You can spin for a weapon"] "I know that, but with my luck, it's a sure guarantee I will die here, besides I have a massively destructive weapon in my pocket." ["What weapon?"] "Shhh, no time to talk, remain quiet until I'm done." ["Yes host"] Yoshiki put his left hand inside his jacket pocket while giving what he hoped was his most charming smile, "Can I interest you gentlemen in
Yoshiki was happily shopping at the grocery shop, which was actually named the grocery shop. It seemed like the owner was too lazy to come with an actual name for it. Anyway, he was happily shopping and trying to decide between white or yellow cheese; he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He knew what that meant; it meant that a woman looking for a husband was somewhere near him, and he just becomes the main target, he felt like crying, today really was not his day, quickly looking for a place to hide he quickly found the perfect place, the cooler section. He quickly fast-walked towards the milk section and stood right behind his hiding place, behind a woman who was trying to reach for milk on the top shelve, his plan was simply to stand near a woman, get friendly with her by telling her he was new to the area and ask where certain products are kept and then when the other woman sees him with the other women it would look l
Kenchki was extremely angry by the time the elevator opened onto the second floor of the grocery shop. He disliked people who tried to keep things from him, especially when they knew the answer and had no reason for keeping it from him. As he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a desk, where a woman was sitting typing away at a computer. Kenchiki approached the desk and yet she didn't notice him; he was beyond infuriated by the employees of this place; he made a note of this and swore to wipe such an unprofessional place off the face of the Earth. He was about to get the attention of the women, when he heard a commotion, loud arguing and crying, looking for the source of the noise, Kenchiki noticed the door behind the woman's desk, concluding that she was the secretary of the manager, he passed by her, and walked behind her desk, he pushed the door of the office opened and entered, at long last, the woman noticed his presence, Kenchiki l
There was a sudden groan that echoed throughout the area. Kenchiki immediately walked to his brother. Yoshiki opened his eyes. He could kiss Kenchiki right now. He didn't have that much energy for that, though, not to mention that he felt nauseated. But he could finally think straight without feeling like he was doing slowly. [" Host"] Yes Daisuke, can you please do a scan of my injury? ["Yes host"] [Initiating the scan, 1….4….5….9....15…..20...25…36….40…45…50…65….50…75….90..95…100.. full-body scan complete.] Results: Race: Human Gender: Male Health: 95/100 Cause: Genital injury. Recommendation for full recovery: Ice pack and no sexual activities for 24 hours. Expects of full recovery: Within 24 hours. Helpful note: if further problems are found, please see or contact your doctor. Further problems: Swelling, inflammation, and or cuts. [" The medical scan is complete host"] What the heck? What do you mean Swelling, inflammation, and or cuts? [Don't worry h
Yoshiki looked at Caspian who was staring at him, but to be precise his upper lip, feeling self-conscious as he licked his lip, sweetness burst onto his test buds from the icing that was apparently on his upper lip. While he was licking the icing from his lips, Kenchiki made his way to where he was. Kenchiki looked at his brother, who was licking the icing from his lips rather seriously, and his friend's gaze, who was locked onto his brother's lips. His eyes instantly darkened, a chill started drifting through the air. Caspian stared at the man sitting on the sofa, his eyes locked on to his lips, Aria also had the same habit of eating sweets, she was always licking something off her upper lip, his heart ached at her absence, she was the only family member that he had left, if anything happened to her, he would destroy the bastard responsible in every single way possible. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the chill in the air, and the icy glare directed at him, he rota