[The expression that flashes on Ritsuka's face is indescribable. It's a mixture of shock, uneasiness, fear and nausea. His eyes are wide while brows form a frown to his forehead, corners of his lips are pulled back so that there's glimpse of teeth. He brings his hand over the other one, fingers ghosting over the irritated skin.
He had liked it better when Ritsuka was scared.. It's not quite the same but.. close.
The look on the stranger's face, it's strong and burning. He can hear his voice, feel the hint of warm air as he breathes. He had grabbed his ears! This guy is hot and full of color -- full of life. He's not cold and dark like a corpse would be. Granted, Ritsuka had never seen a dead person before but he knows what they're like. He knows what Seimei had been like when he was found murdered.
But Seimei was alive, wasn't he? Just like this guy. But who had died, then?
His world is spinning and suddenly it's difficult to tell the truth from reality. It's like a heavy pressure creeps upon Ritsuka's body, taking a hold on his slim shoulders and pulling him towards the ground.]
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He had liked it better when Ritsuka was scared.. It's not quite the same but.. close.
The look on the stranger's face, it's strong and burning. He can hear his voice, feel the hint of warm air as he breathes. He had grabbed his ears! This guy is hot and full of color -- full of life. He's not cold and dark like a corpse would be. Granted, Ritsuka had never seen a dead person before but he knows what they're like. He knows what Seimei had been like when he was found murdered.
But Seimei was alive, wasn't he? Just like this guy. But who had died, then?
His world is spinning and suddenly it's difficult to tell the truth from reality. It's like a heavy pressure creeps upon Ritsuka's body, taking a hold on his slim shoulders and pulling him towards the ground.]
That's not funny.