"Tacchon doesn't believe in hospitals," Shota tells Yu once, as they sit in the waiting room of a municipal hospital, watching the lights flicker on and off.
"It's very clean," Yu comments idly, which is completely untrue -- the floors are all slick and red and there are pieces of people everywhere. "Very empty."
"Like you?" Shota asks keenly, smiling when Yu gives him a level stare. "No, Tacchon just thinks people either live or die and shouldn't be helped along the way to either." He stretches, arms high over his head, and jumps up when Ohkura comes into the room, dragging a doctor by the hair and swinging a stethoscope with his other hand. "We're here!" he tells the Hunter brightly. "We thought we'd visit."
Ohkura blinks, smiles mildly. Yu watches the doctor fall to the floor in a messy pile of limbs, sees the throat slashed open. "Did you now," the Hunter says, and Shota nods, stepping up to his lover and fixing the lapels of his new coat.
"You'd make a good doctor," Shota observes. "You look nice."
Ohkura laughs, boyish and sweet, before reaching up with bloody hands and leaving streaks of red along Shota's cheeks.
"Too much responsibility," he decides. "I'll be a nurse instead."
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Date: 2010-05-12 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-12 09:17 pm (UTC)LOL TYPING FAIL
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Date: 2010-05-12 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-12 09:46 pm (UTC)"It's very clean," Yu comments idly, which is completely untrue -- the floors are all slick and red and there are pieces of people everywhere. "Very empty."
"Like you?" Shota asks keenly, smiling when Yu gives him a level stare. "No, Tacchon just thinks people either live or die and shouldn't be helped along the way to either." He stretches, arms high over his head, and jumps up when Ohkura comes into the room, dragging a doctor by the hair and swinging a stethoscope with his other hand. "We're here!" he tells the Hunter brightly. "We thought we'd visit."
Ohkura blinks, smiles mildly. Yu watches the doctor fall to the floor in a messy pile of limbs, sees the throat slashed open. "Did you now," the Hunter says, and Shota nods, stepping up to his lover and fixing the lapels of his new coat.
"You'd make a good doctor," Shota observes. "You look nice."
Ohkura laughs, boyish and sweet, before reaching up with bloody hands and leaving streaks of red along Shota's cheeks.
"Too much responsibility," he decides. "I'll be a nurse instead."
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Date: 2010-05-12 09:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-12 10:04 pm (UTC)