Yandere Dudes Are Creepy But That's Hot [Private]

[nekolady♥]

Fuck yes, it's awesome as balls out. It's not hot but it's not fucking cold, I'm going to go out-fucking-side just fucking because of the weather. I don't even have anything to do, but fuck, how can I not?

Despite the lowering sun, Kaito left his home, tugging his coat over his shoulders as he thrust his arms through the sleeves. Pocketing his hands into his overcoat as he turned away after locking his front door, he made his way down the streets of the village, aloofness plastered to his atmosphere.

The village was bustling tonight, oddly, he had to wave at passersby more often than usual. A few individuals nodded their heads at him as he strode to nowhere, forcing him to nod back.

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How does nodding even suffice as a proper acknowledgment of another person's existence? Fucking what?

He never was great at understanding how to go about familiarity. Kaito was outgoing and friendly, sure, but he never knew what you're supposed to do when it comes to greeting. He was okay with waving, he loved high five'ing and bumping fists, but nodding at someone never appealed to him. He thought it was foolish; he thought it was even more foolish of him. He always nodded back.

Sighing, he wiped it off his mind. It didn't really matter, it wasn't significant. He came to a halt suddenly as he was faced with a snarling shadow on the wall beside him. It was jittery and barking at him, sneering at him as the man simply stared at it. He narrowed his eyebrows and grunted, forcing his feet one by one to move him along. He tried not to pay attention to the beast as it followed him. It tried to reach out, to strangle him or something, but Kaito gave a mocking laugh as it was unable to reach past its barrier.

"Fucking twat," he said, tilting his head towards the shadow. It growled softly before dispersing into a plain blob of dark. Kaito crinkled his nose and turned his eyes back on the sidewalk. After a few moments of consideration, he let out a huff and continued on his way, stopping by a small shop. He eyed the cafe silently before ducking in, looking around the small abode. Absently, he started towards the front, preparing for a purchase as he dipped his hand into his pants' pocket, feeling around for change. He was growing bored already; he didn't quite know what he'd expected before he'd left.

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[Fei]

[atrb=border,0,false][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Fei Kaitun

Fei silently trotted through the night of the stormy weather, the streets clouded with bodies he tried to nimbly sidestep away from. With a hunched back like a raven he continued his journey to a nearby cafe in which upon arrival, he sighed with relief. The boy reached into his ratty pocket with a crooked hand and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper reading "Bring one Super iced vanilla flavored latte of the finest quality you can hunt down -- if I'm not satisfied then you'll be walking those roads again." His eyes narrowed even more than before, but he entered the cafe no less. Hunched shoulders and all. His pointed elf-like boots made a keen and sharp tap against the tile floor, indicating his presence to the few surrounding people. Anyone who was foolish enough to look his way came to haul their heads in another direction, after coming to terms with his death defying eyes. He marched towards a table in the corner neglecting the waiter hauling a load of cake to a very bulgy lady, and thus his ominous entrance was met with a bit of slap stick comedy as his ass hit the ground in a most unpleasant way. The cake did fortunately miss him, but being in the splash zone a few droplets of icing did make their way to his attire. The victim of this unfortunate event was able to squeeze out of her tiny little table, and lean over Fei, her body creating a shadow that left his area of humiliation covered by dusk. "YOU STUPID FUCKING KID." She bellowed in his ear, taking no precaution to the few other customers surrounding him. "Do you know how LONG I've been waiting for that?" Her ranting continued only just managed to drown out the giggles in the background, but she eventually moved on to the waiter who was all the while waiting for his turn to belittle the innocent oblivious Fei. Meanwhile Fei's face was shadowed by his long sullied fringe. Still not moving an inch. He didn't even bother to pick himself up to sustain what was left of his dignity. Top part (White box and text not image) done by Crystal Monroe of BTN.

[nekolady♥]

It was loud in the cafe, not as many voices as the many in his head, but Kaito could tell the difference. His mind was quiet today. Active, but quiet.

The front counter busied him, rendering him unaware of the ominous boy who entered. But an abrupt burst of laughter, not to mention the distraught screaming of an impatient woman, grabbed his attention indefinitely. He straightened, thrusting his change back into its destined place, his eyes falling flat on the man on the floor. He was a few feet away, maybe less. He could have laughed, he could have avoided the man, he could have avoided socialization. But he felt a pang of empathy for him shoot through his chest, dragging a grunt from his throat.

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Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. I wouldn't like that either, I'll just fuckin' help him.

He approached him quickly, crouching slightly as he extended his hand, offering his assistance. He wore an invitingly warm smile, his awkward shark teeth poking past his lips as he spoke.

"Hey, man! You alright?"

As he awaited an answer, his eyes fluttered over the darker, observing him patiently.

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[Fei]

[atrb=border,0,false][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Fei Kaitun

In a moment of despair to this sullen mess that had befallen him, a radiant angel intruded. He still remained floundering on the floor, literally caked by the spray of icing that had brushed against him moments before. But now - for what seemed from the bottom down - a quite devilishly looking man had flung him a lifeline by simply uttering a few words in an affable tone. "Hey, man! You alright?" Fei's glance in the gentleman's direction was able to confirm that yes; this man was indeed very handsome. Especially his sharp pointy teeth -- an oddity that granted Fei a smirk of possible pleasure. "Heh, yeah I'm fine." He ejaculated but with a palpable sense of hostility. He licked a bit of icing of his cheek in a calm, at ease manor. After all Fei wasn't a man to go about a situation and end up inferior to second party. Even if this case would of course be a hard one to crack. He observed the man's build, which was definitely a sight to see. He looked like he'd just be able to reach Fei's height -- something that was impressive no doubt for a man with a stature of 6'1". But even if this man let Fei's eyes stalk his form, the cynical boy still bared no gratitude for the runt's gracious gesture. The hand he offered as leverage was, to Fei a threat. Something that Fei could simply not approve and as such, he squandered the gesture and remained seated. His eyes shifted back to the floor, neglecting his kindness. He simply awaited the next event. Top part (White box and text not image) done by Crystal Monroe of BTN.

[nekolady♥]

You are unneeded, take back your unwarranted hand. Fast, you belligerent fuck.

The voice wasn't his, but he did indeed obey, retracting his hand and standing up straight, staring down at the teenager. At least, he presumed him to be of teenage years. He looked, like, the same age as Kaito, but not at the same time? Like, a year or two younger? Maybe older, wait, no, now he was just confusing himself.

"Heh, yeah I'm fine."

Kaito nodded, but his eyebrows furrowed as he reevaluated the darker's situation.

"I think you'd feel a lot better than just fine if you picked your ass up off the floor," he replied shortly, grinning borderline arrogantly. It would have grown into a sneer if he hadn't taken a step back as he pocketed his hands, nodding to the exit. "And, yanno, if ya dodged the laughter that's still ringing around us."

There was no more laughter, it was in his head. He could hear the sheer giggles and bellowing laughter in his ears, but it was an auditory illusion for him. There were a few staring, awaiting the strange man's regrouping. But no laughter.

But, before anybody would be able to comment on Kaito's inability to tell reality apart from his head, the standing tapped his foot against Fei's own foot lightly, balancing carefully on his supporting left foot, his hands still in the pockets of his pants. "Or we can stay here, dude. Get to know each other, right?"

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And frick frack until you're fucking numb.

Kaito, ignoring the voice that was relative to his thoughts, smiled down at Fei. Unknowing of his name, he refrained from addressing him. He thought briefly about bending down and scooping him up, but if his refusal to get up persisted much longer, the Kamyuja was surely to give up. He might come back to check on him, make sure he got up, in a few days, but other than that, he didn't want to bother with a guy who couldn't even pick himself up.

Ahaha, who is he trying to kid? Kaito would just sit down on the floor with him if he did continue to refuse-he was stupid like that. But that was unbecoming and probably a little weird, so, he would try to avoid that.

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[Fei]

[atrb=border,0,false][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Fei Kaitun

"I think you'd feel a lot better than just fine if you picked your ass up off the floor," His tone was so nonchalant, and somehow bewitching. It drew Fei closer into a deep hole residing within himself; a hole that was almost terrified to face. Nonetheless, he simply chuffed in reply to the guy's approaching grin, subsiding around his untarnished faces. Fei couldn't help but take in his spotless, stunning, supreme looks, and admire in awe that he could only help but hide. "And, yanno, if ya dodged the laughter that's still ringing around us." Fei hadn't even turned around recently to acknowledge the many mutton head's clogging the cafe. But in a moment of realization, he came to terms with the fact that the laughing had stopped long ago, and many had just gone along their usual ways. The waiter before was still trying to calm the heaping blob of woman, throwing coupons at any nitpicking she persisted with. His look, now perplexed returned to the man with an answer that was probably more kind of him than usually necessary. Or at least he would of, if the man hadn't continued with his ways. "Or we can stay here, dude. Get to know each other, right?" As it turned out these words brightened Fei's typically misanthropic face. He endeavored the task of hiding such a wide grin, but to almost no avail. Instead he regained his formal emanation, and continued the conversation. His voice immersed in a sickly amount of arrogance. "Hmph. Sounds like a plan I guess." After all compared to being showered in bread crumbs, getting to know this strange man might be a pleasant surprise. Like a gift wrapped up in his hands, just waiting for him to rip of the paper and find the contents inside. Without a moment's noticed, Fei picked himself up off the floor and dusted himself off. With his head raised high, he still took notice of the list clenched in his hands. Just like it had been the high whole. Although, the calligraphy now appeared smeared by his own supply of sweat. After cursing after his breath, he took a moment to ponder his next decision. His decision didn't appear to be a great one as he flicked the list away, and turned to the man. Moriko had come to meet despair every time she was blessed with the hope of Fei finally doing what he was told. The chances of such; far too unlikely. This man was far more interesting anyway. It was hard not to blush in his presence now. After all they stood eye to eye. He even moved a couple steps away, just to take precautions against his own temptations. Fei probably looked quite cute with a newly shade of red, upon his whitened skin. It gave him a feminine touch to his otherwise reserved personality. Top part (White box and text not image) done by Crystal Monroe of BTN.

[nekolady♥]

Someone actually wants to hang out with a prick like Ai? That's absurd.

Kaito cracked a sly grin at the boy below him, taking in the fact that he seemed a bit dumbfounded. Or, something like such. He looked like he'd fallen to his knees at the mercy of a new feeling. It amused Kaito, despite the voices that were picking up in his head. They were running quickly now for the first time in a few days. Softly, thankfully.

"Hmph. Sounds like a plan I guess."

As he got to his feet, Kaito's grin grew wider only to fall as the boy dusted himself. Amusement still clouded his eyes, but his expression remained sullen as he thought. He extended his hand once more, this time not as a mean of assistance but as a formal greeting. If Fei grabbed his hand to comply to the traditional shake, Kaito would sneer slightly and introduce himself; dropping his hand disappointedly if rejected.

"I'm Kaito, by the way," he cocked his head slightly, tightening his grip on Fei's hand briefly if they were actually shaking hands; if not then his hands would be shoved into his pockets. "You can just call me Ai, though. That's what a lot of people call me."

Of course, he did not mean friends when he said "a lot of people."

Retracting and shoving his hands into his pockets (or deeper into his coat pockets if a handshake never commenced), Kaito gestured to a booth, stumbling backwards a few steps to follow the nod he'd given to the seat. "What's yours?"

As he awaited the reply, he would walk backwards to the table, only stopping as he felt his lower back meet the edge of the surface. He slipped into the seat on the right, his back to the entrance of the café. He silently watched Fei from his side of the booth; suddenly faced by the fear of the man deciding to leave.

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[Fei]

[atrb=border,0,false][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Fei Kaitun

The fellow stood just a few inches higher than Fei himself, to which reciprocated a disgruntled face. He no longer stood taller than all the minor ant-like mortals before him -- they'd finally grasped his apex. At least he could still meet eyes with his new found equal. Plus, this man didn't seem to flaunt his dominance or even acknowledge it for that matter. His acquaintance appeared quite the opposite actually; to treat the minorities as equals, or not as low as Fei goes on about doing. He even grabbed Fei's hand in a means of a handshake: The perfect symbol of peace. Fei obliged but only because of his subservient habits just narrowly beating his predominant complex. "I'm Kaito, by the way," He tasted the name on his lips, relaying the word rigorously throughout his mind, and binding it to his memory. He grasped his chin in a most thoughtful way, once the handshake had settled down of course. Retrieving his feminine - and now sweaty - hand back. "You can just call me Ai, though. That's what a lot of people call me." Again the disgruntled expression returned, for in the gap of time it had taken him to consume and devour this luscious name of his, he couldn't bare for that taste to leave his lips. He retracted his hands from Kaito's grip, just as he did. Almost in sync. Of course he'd ask Fei his, but being given the name not fit for his gender it was not one he was willing to share. He'd have to find someway of dodging the question... Or simply lie to his face. After all, lying was an endowment bestowed upon him from his past. A skill that was to be honed until his dying breath. "I bear many names, but for now: call me... Daisuke." Yes; a name like Daisuke was sure to imply somehow his manly attributes and flawless nature. The muffled gossip still rung in his ears though. And he was at wits to understand what sort of circumstance they'd sprung. Kaito had seemed rather unnerved by it all though. Even enough to slide right back into his homely seat. The night sky with the silver moon was indeed a tempting scene too. One he did not want to miss; and what a pleasure it would be for a man as reserved as himself, to go about a moonlit walk. Yet somehow the man, Kaito, was pulling him towards the table like a magnet, rendering Fei useless. His body elegantly fell into place sided by his associate, while his elbow rested softly along the freshly cleansed counter. It still smelled of cleaning supplies alongside a generous odor of scrumptious delights. He would've ordered one too if not for his fully exercised tummy. The crumpled up piece of paper still lay on the ground, meters away from the woman and her temper. "Um, uh one latte to go." He called as if expecting some random waitress to hear his cry. The only action that occurred was muttering under his breath, for such an incredulous act of stupidity on his part. Top part (White box and text not image) done by Crystal Monroe of BTN.

[nekolady♥]

The way he went about the handshake brought amusement to Kaito's front; he had never seen someone so...he couldn't think of the word. Just, unknowing of how to really go about it? Like, he'd heard of it, but it was damned foreign to him.

What a hoot.

"I bear many names, but for now: call me... Daisuke." The way he paused just before relaying his name stirred the thoughts in Kaito's head, none of which he listened to, however.

Too naive to believe in the existence of liars, Kaito simply grinned wide and friendly at 'Daisuke' as he sifted through a few stances. When he finally slipped into the seat ahead of him, the redhead tapped the surface of the booth softly as he replayed the name over and over in his head as he took in the closer look at Daisuke.

"Daisuke..." he repeated under his breath, turning his eyes up to the darker's own, as if prompting him. He continued bluntly, "Daisuke, hm...that...doesn't that mean something like fuckin' love or something, or at least close to it?" He began to laugh, his chin tipping back slightly as rumbling laughter forced its way from his belly to his throat and past his lips.

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You imbecile, that's Daisuki. Daisuki is to love you uncultured swine. Why in the world have we chosen to inhabit your mind? We can hardly feed off him. Shut up. Fuck fuck fuck.

As his laughter calmed, he ran a hand through his red hair, brushing it out of his eyes as he resumed assumed eye contact with the teenager. "Sorry, not to make fun of you for having a, like...girly name or anything? It's...pretty cool, I guess? It's...I think Daisuki is the girly one.."

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Smooth.

Dumbass.

Truthfully, Kaito didn't know much about foreign languages and names, he wasn't even too keen on what some of the names in his native tongue meant. He dropped his gaze as he listened further to the conversations that surrounded him. The thought of being embarrassed by himself flicked through his veins, only to be dispersed by a sudden toothy grin as he dropped his hand from his hair, a few locks of his bangs reclaiming their annoying places before his eyes.

"Um, uh one latte to go."

Upon hearing this, Kaito would chuckle slightly, raising his hand to grab the attention of a waitress or waiter. As his fingers held high, he looked to Daisuke.

"You gotta get 'em to come to you, yanno. If you just shout out your order, they'll find you rude; spit in your coffee, probably. They're people, not servants." His lips pulled back into a reassuring smile despite his short lecture, his sultry tone soothing to his own ears. That was probably the narcissism talking, though.

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You're a sly little fucking bastard, Ai. [/font]

[Yuki | Himura Twins]

Wrong account.

[Fei]

[atrb=border,0,false][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Fei Kaitun

A chuckle escaped from the fringe of Kaito's lips, curving towards Fei. He would've locked eyes with the man right then and there if he wasn't cursing himself under his breath again for meeting yet another faux pas. "You gotta get 'em to come to you, yanno. If you just shout out your order, they'll find you rude; spit in your coffee, probably. They're people, not servants." From the aloof past that he'd live, this fact that came as news to him. News that he haughtily tossed it away and went on with his method. Alas, after a few more minutes of impatient waiting around, Fei posed a question to follow up Kaito's info. "So... How do you propose I get them to 'come' to me?" He uttered alongside a rather narky attitude. But the boy's carefree smile subsided his rage, possibly making him feel a smidgen of guilt, too. But apologies had never been his forte while abrasiveness had. And so he remained reserved, and yet dull. Waiting for some sort of response from the man. Top part (White box and text not image) done by Crystal Monroe of BTN.

[nekolady♥]

Kaito eyed 'Daisuke' for a moment as he sat in silence.

The silence grew thick and borderline awkward, to be honest. Kaito began to zone out, his arm wavering as it held over his head. He gave in, realizing that the waiters and staff seemed preoccupied, or just were ignoring the pair. His mind started to wander, he blink drowsily as he lowered his hand slowly. He nearly forgot where he was as he thought.

Daisuke startled him with his abrupt question, so much so that it snapped him out and his shoulders tensed, his eyes turning to him immediately as his hand was thrown down quickly to accommodate.

"So... How do you propose I get them to 'come' to me?"

Kaito's lips pulled back and he let a snigger escape.

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Shut up you incompetent fool, get your minds out of the gutter.

Kaito brushed off the voice that sounded particularly high-pitched, not his own, as he turned a little in his seat. He droned for a moment as he pondered, sifting for a good answer.

"Yo, well...I'm guessin' that callin' to them politely 'n all would do the trick. But, uh...I usually just raise my hand and wait for 'em."

He honestly didn't know how to get them to come. Hell, this was only his...uh...third time here? He didn't come out much unless it was to purchase necessities. Leisure days like this only existed indoors. With the TV. And food. And porn.

Kaito offered another smile. He seemed to be trying to reassure Daisuke a lot. It gave him a sense of helpfulness, though, so he quite liked it.

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