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Mar. 10th, 2008 10:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaKite stroked a hand through Itsuki’s hair, enjoying the way Itsuki shifted into the touch before Itsuki shifted away.
“Come back here.” Kite ordered, grabbing Itsuki’s waist and pulling him closer. Itsuki resisted at first before settled back against Kite’s chest. Kite had found that since their… mental encounter having his hands on Itsuki helped him calm down.
“You’re going.” Itsuki said quietly, and Kite rested his chin on top of Itsuki’s head, staring at the wall across from them. “Aren’t you?”
“Hmm.” Itsuki twitched lightly in his hold. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Itsuki pushed against Kite’s arms and Kite tightened his hold in response. “I can tell you’re lying.” Itsuki said softly, and Kite smirked slightly. “Why’re you lying?”
Kite thought about it as he held Itsuki’s warm body against his. If Kite chose to stay with Hyotei he could keep Itsuki in his arms. Kite could not do that. “Because it would be one more thing to clean out of your mind and I do not want to bother.” Kite ran his fingers through Itsuki’s hair. “There’s enough junk in there.”
Itsuki sniffled a little. “It’s not junk.”
Kite could feel the warm emotions radiating off of Itsuki’s mind the same way he felt the warmth of Itsuki’s body. Smiling slightly, though he would be hard pressed to admit he could smile, Kite murmured into the curve of Itsuki’s ear, “It’s junk.”
“You’re going.” Itsuki said quietly, and Kite rested his chin on top of Itsuki’s head, staring at the wall across from them. “Aren’t you?”
“Hmm.” Itsuki twitched lightly in his hold. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Itsuki pushed against Kite’s arms and Kite tightened his hold in response. “I can tell you’re lying.” Itsuki said softly, and Kite smirked slightly. “Why’re you lying?”
Kite thought about it as he held Itsuki’s warm body against his. If Kite chose to stay with Hyotei he could keep Itsuki in his arms. Kite could not do that. “Because it would be one more thing to clean out of your mind and I do not want to bother.” Kite ran his fingers through Itsuki’s hair. “There’s enough junk in there.”
Itsuki sniffled a little. “It’s not junk.”
Kite could feel the warm emotions radiating off of Itsuki’s mind the same way he felt the warmth of Itsuki’s body. Smiling slightly, though he would be hard pressed to admit he could smile, Kite murmured into the curve of Itsuki’s ear, “It’s junk.”
