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Holly Heights Mailbox + Phone + Inventory

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Gau Meguro

Father:
Mother: Dahlia Hawthorne (

coreopsideae )
Sibling: Minatsuki Tamaki (

medacium )

Voicemail
(555) 587-8423

"Hello, this is Gau Meguro! I'm sorry that I can't answer you right now, so please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can!"

Beep!

Earned inventory:

-- Salary from the Agito, working as a waiter/staff from November 10th 2013 onward
-- Regain coupon, gained from the sticker event
-- Regain coupon + $1200, gained from being on island 11 for the castaway event.
--Receipt for $200 + banner with COMPLETE FAILURE on it from paintball event

--$200 receipt + t-shirt that reads I SURVIVED DARE-PALOOZA AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS STUPID T-SHIRT from dare event

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[ ... ]

Gau?

Thank goodness-!

[He's talking like the world is about to end, that there's something chasing him, that Raikou was going to die in the next second if he didn't hear this.

As if Gau didn't just do the last himself, but there was only so much you could think about during a period of hyperventilation, and Gau chose to focus on Raikou's possible endangerment instead of his own in the past.

(As he always did, even if he just died, even if he was in a hospital with no idea how he got there).]

You're... Please, tell me you're alright...!

[ There's a small sound at the other end of the line, a trembling breath that might sound like a sob. And Raikou's voice cracks when he sucks in a breath and responds: ] Am I dreaming again?

If this is a prank call, know that I'm going to find you and pull out your tongue and nail you by it to the nearest wall so you'll never speak again.

...

If this is a dream, though, please continue...

[ Someone is losing it, just a slight bit. ]

Raikou-san?!

[That didn't sound right, far from it- Gau could tell as much even in this frantic state.]

I'm... I think I'm in the hospital!

[ Gau is dead after all. What else could it be?

Raikou-san... It's kind of hard to hear that. It makes his heart ache.

There probably are tears, his breathing sounds a bit elaborate, if distracted.

And yet, the last line manages to quiet him completely. For a long period of time. Until finally he'll ask carefully:]

... Hospital? You're...

[ Could he be so lucky? Twice. ]

You're a-alive.

[desperation is hot at Badou's temples, but it's not like the bad times, when his lungs ache and his blood forces itself to his brain all at once, making him wild and violent and thoughtless]

[after that knuckle-bruising hit, Badou's fists fall out to his sides, still tightly clenched, shaking, but not going after the boy; his own eye is wide, terrified as well, as if he'd been the one who'd gotten a punch to the face after reanimation]

[Badou knows what fear for your life looks like, because he's seen it and worn it more times than he can even count, can even remember. seeing it in Gau, a part of him thinks finally because this place was never to be trusted, no one should have been, and another part of him thinks shit because that look is on him, and he doesn't want it there, it hurts and it makes him even angrier, even more incoherent]

[he doesn't move forward again, standing rooted to the spot with the latter emotion -- maybe this is where a hug would come, or a round of tears, or a babbled I was I was so fucking worried, but all he can miserably blurt out with fear and anger making him twitch and shake is]

Wh-what the f-fuck, Meguro?

[His eyes darted around the room- he needed to find something, anything to defend himself, and by doing so missed the mirrored panic on Badou's face. He had to focus on keeping his legs upright, leaning against the bed, don't slide down to the floor that will only make it easier for him to grab your throat-

Waves of pain from his smashed nose brought new tears with each round. He curled into himself, facing his shoulder to Badou, trying to stare at him and the ground and for a weapon and anything else as he yelled, with shaky break and a choked sob-]

I-I don't understand-!

[he doesn't know anything]

[it's a sobering thought, an actual thought instead of those drowning, suffocating feelings, and Badou latches onto it almost feverishly]

You fucking died.

[his voice is hoarse, like he'd been yelling]

But it wasn't -- it wasn't like you just got shot, an' we found the b-body, you an' some other assholes disappeared and then there were these fucking, clues, an'. People started croppin' up dead, the missin' ones. It was a fucking game -- the fucking Landlord set it up -- nobody knew where you were, an' if you were alive or not, an' then this shit -- your notebook, or somethin', it turned up all bloody an' -- tomorrow, the feed said.

[it's the hardest part of the story to relay, even with his mouth working faster than his brain]

But I, but nobody found you still an' then you showed up here, an' you didn't -- you didn't move --

We, I stayed here, for hours, an' you didn't fuckin' move --

[and his voice is pleading now]

So what the fuck happened? Where were you? What -- what'd he do to you?

["You fucking died."

It didn't matter what Badou said next, or that Gau would be disappointed later that he failed to listen to such important information, or that it aligned with what conclusion he had already come to himself.

The confirmation itself, those three words spat at him, are what make his entire body freeze, those rapid and panicked breaths stop short and he's sliding down to the floor, facing Badou and arms open at his side.

(Blood drips onto his chest, and it's a depressing thought to think that if he weren't in a hospital gown and in that stupid sweatervest of his, he wouldn't even care right now)

Gau Meguro, the boy who always stood up to whatever force was headed this way, never backed down and always had a word to say, was temporarily crushed by just three words, thrown to the ground and left wordless.

"What'd he do to you?"]

....

He... Before I could...

[Words weren't coming because he felt his throat crushing in, like that man's hands were on it again, it was suffocating-

He had to take action, in what way he could. Gau Meguro was always taking action, and he couldn't stop now.

In the end, it was easy for Gau to raise his shaking hands, place one over his mouth, and wrap the other around his throat...

...because he felt them there already.]

Yes, yes I'm alive!

[It sounds like he's convincing himself more than anything, but concern for Raikou is at an all time high- his care for the man makes it easier to ignore his rapid breathing, pounding heart and shaking hands when Raikou-san needed help.]

Please, I... I need to see you! Raikou-san, I-I need to know you're alright! I-

[He has to cut himself off, to breathe, but he's ready to launch off again in a moment's notice.]

[Badou Nails has watched many (many, many) people fall apart -- over his shoulder, at his side, right in front of him]

[some of them screamed, while rough hands clutched at too-thin limbs. some of them cried in high whimpers, asking for moms and dads they probably never had in the first place. some of them just snuffed out, like candles, leaving a darkened face and loss dripping out of every pore like wax]

[just because he's seen it before doesn't mean he's numb to it, doesn't mean he isn't sometimes (often) there himself, heels dug into a razor's edge of sanity when all he fucking wants to do is jump the hell off it, because it hurts too much]

[Badou doesn't move quickly, jerkily, like he usually does. it's with slow, nearly braindead movements that he approaches the other, softlysoftly, not as if Gau were some kind of spooked animal (that's how that metaphor goes, doesn't it?) but as if Gau were some kind of person, that needed a moment of something gentle after life ...hadn't been]

[he's not gentle, but Badou doesn't mind (has never minded) lying, and it's with quiet, gentle movements and quiet, gentle breath (that don't match the angry eye and the tight stitch-together of thin lips) that he sits beside the other boy]

[after a moment, he extends out an arm not around his shoulders (not so close to the neck, because Badou hated it when people touched his face, hated it) but around the elder's lower back, just beneath the ribs (he can just feel them against the pads of his fingers, blunt and young and stupid, like they are)]

[Badou doesn't ask are you okay, because he's not, he might never be after this, but he does say in a blank, half-broken tone (not gentle -- he can only lie so much to himself)]

I'll kill 'im, if you tell me who it was.

Edited 2013-10-25 08:03 (UTC)

u ask about shit thats a bigger deal than where some1 puts it which makes u actually the bigger asshole

dont worry i still treat u worst

[ It's quiet for a moment. Raikou tries to talk himself some sense. Gau is alive. Or is he? Heh. Maybe he's finally lost it.

But could he really leave it to that? It doesn't really matter if he's imagining all this or not. He'll have to go to the hospital.

He draws in a slow breath. ]

Stay there.

[ And the phone goes click after that.

It won't take long for Raikou to breeze through the house and into the car that he probably ruins on the way to the hospital. What are a few crashes on the way? At least he's fast.

In the hospital itself, it probably takes quite awhile to find his way to Gau as he's not prone to ask anyone, just rush his way through rooms to find a certain head of dark, flippy hair and...

Shiragamon hangs by his side, gripped tightly in his hand when he finally stands at the doorway to the room where Gau is in. He's out of breath and looks terrible, but never mind that. Never mind the twisted fear that is patterned all over his face as he just stands there, swallowing back something quite desperate that wants to slip out of his throat. ]

[He sits down on the couch, placing the first aid kit next to the sewing kit carefully on the cushion beside him.

He stares at Badou, somewhat expectantly, and somewhat with an emotion that can't be paired with the expression.]

So you think none of this is real, Badou-san?

I wasn't ever worried about that.

...

Then I apologize for those times!

[He was hanging onto Raikou's every word, and though the command was obeyed- even when Badou prompted him to leave, to start moving- he wished that Raikou would keep talking, keep proving that he was alive and alright.

It felt like hours. The pain in his nose throbbed, his heart still beat like he was running a marathon, and a thin layer of sweat covered his body, but he sat waiting for Raikou patiently, desperately.

The moment he saw pink hair in the doorway he was jumping off the bed, ignoring all hesitations, and running towards the man who had Gau's heart in his throat.]

Raikou-san!

[He didn't wait for Raikou to initiate it, or even to respond to the call. Gau was wrapping Raikou in his arms, pulling him close. Even if he was the one just back from the brink of death, even if Raikou was the one with the sword, Gau wanted to keep Raikou close and safe in his arms.]

[The touch wasn't expected, and Gau's instinctual, physical reaction was very apparent. The boy almost jumped up, almost pulled away when Gau pulled him in around the ribs. It was so unexpected from Badou that Gau almost doubted it was the other boy holding him like this, and he had to stare at him for a few moments to make sure his brain wasn't second-guessing itself.

(But he wasn't touching his shoulders, or his neck, and despite having more of the space around him occupied, Gau felt the pressure at his throat lessen.)

The question, the "kill", snapped him back to cold, drafty reality in an instant.

Gau was quick to act, but not irrational. He knew what he saw, who did it, and the consequences of it. But that wasn't the entire story, and he knows that it won't be solved with murder as vengeance, not now, not when all the facts weren't in place.]

Badou-san...

[He shifted slightly, and maybe it was just a coincidence of how their bodies were positioned, but his head came to slightly rest against the bone of Badou's shoulder as he looked down to the ground, away from Badou's strangely angry eye and strangely comforting posture. It couldn't be comfortable, but he wasn't moving. Not yet.]

How... How many more victims are there?

[ Raikou doesn't recognize Gau's distress as worry, but rather as unraveling fear. He wraps his arms around Gau's shoulders and pulls him tight against himself, holding him tightly with both arms, fingers curling into the folds of Gau's clothes. The sword is pressed against Gau's spine, providing Raikou with more leverage.

He's not going to say anything for now, just breathe hotly against Gau's scalp, nose buried into the raven hair of the smaller of them. If he's crying, it's because he was scared out of his mind the whole way to here and while looking for Gau in the hospital. Scared that it would be just some tasteless joke. ]

[Perhaps it was fear mixed with that relief and worry, with how his hyperventilating breaths slowed and his heart began to slow it's thumpthumps against his ribcage.]

Raikou-san I... [His hands clench further into the fabricRaikou's coat.] I'm so sorry...!

[Sorry for betraying his protection and walking into a dangerous situation. Sorry that he had caused him a week's worth of horrible distress. Sorry that he almost invited Raikou into that danger, and sorry that he fell into the darkness that so many people, Raikou included, had pulled him from.]

[ Raikou squeezes Gau even tighter. One hand rising up to that flippy hair to palm it absentmindedly. It's a clumsy gesture of comfort and show of worry, or tries to be at least... ]

Shut up, [ he rasps out with harsh voice, throaty and broken from emotion. ] Don't ever apologize. I am the one who should apologize, Gau... I'm... I'm sorry. Words can't... [ Words can't describe how sorry he is and there is just nothing to say that would make it better. He fucked up, again. ]

It's not your fault, Raikou-san!

[Despite the order, Gau keeps talking. Remaining silent was the last thing he would do, time and again, when Raikou's stability was at stake. Quite contrary to shutting up, Gau's words flow out at a mile per minute, with no sign of stopping.]

I walked into that situation willingly. Without checking to make sure it was safe, I... I almost invited you to it.

[At just the thought of what could have been, that death grip to Raikou's shirt clenches tighter.]

I almost put you in the same danger!

[He lets out a breath, a shaky, tear-backed one, if only out of necessity.]

The fault lies completely with that man who committed the crime!

Edited 2013-10-28 08:57 (UTC)

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