http://two-in-eden.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] two-in-eden.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2009-10-26 08:10 am

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Who: Soubi and Seimei
Where: A tea room
When: After this post
Rating: PG -13
Summary: The two most important people in Ritsuka's life decide to have a nice little chat.
the Story: Seimei waited in the quite ambient light of the room lit by candles. It was relatively dark and Seimei preferred it that way. His garb was of course formal, he was wearing blue yukata and reading a book. Hidden away on his body, he had a pocket knife which was all he could politely allow himself to bring.

So something like Soubi had dared to lay claim to Ritsuka in such an intimate fashion. He could kill him and perhaps it was the event that stopped him from very quickly hunting Soubi down and trying to slay him.

[identity profile] wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com 2009-10-29 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Facts that were all very prevalent in his mind, and none that had not been presented before. But raped? Perhaps in some obscure legal definition, but that was certainly not the case here and now.

"Perhaps. That will be his decision to make, should his true partner emerge." Soubi met the man's eyes and smiled pleasantly. "What upsets you more? The fact that I'm a more suitable partner, or that you couldn't be the one to take his ears?"

[identity profile] wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com 2009-10-29 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I stole nothing," Soubi shrugged, reaching over his shoulder to pull his ponytail over his shoulder. "As I believe I've said before, he started the entire thing.

"Not that you'd understand, but it's rather hard to maintain one's composure when a boy is crawling all over your lap begging you to take him."

[identity profile] wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com 2009-10-29 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Soubi chuckled. He hadn't realized it before now, but he'd really had the upper hand in this all along. The sudden swelling in his chest felt rather compelling. His brow rose a bit as we quickly reached over to catch his teacup. Even as the rest clattered to the floor, he managed to hook a finger around the handle of his own.

Perhaps that was sending a message, very subtly, to Seimei.

He replaced the cup calmly on the table. "I do not lie, Aoyagi Seimei. Furthermore, I have no intention to duel you. If something were to happen at my hand, Ritsuka would be quite displeased."

[identity profile] wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com 2009-10-29 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Soubi's eyes widened as Seimei slumped out of his chair. His brow furrowed, and he knelt on the floor, reaching over to press his fingers to the other's throat. No pulse, fading warmth.

Damn it. Why would someone spite himself this much? Soubi narrowed his eyes and glanced up at the contents spread across the table. This wouldn't look good for him. Though he could help his case a bit, even now.

He reached into his own sleeve to withdrawal the vial of poison, moving to tuck it into Seimei's sleeve instead. Ritsuka wouldn't believe him... Seimei would lie about it when he woke...

'...unlike that elderly gentleman, you are afraid of me.'

Hubb. Soubi needed Hubb.