A time to think Dec 6, 2007 22:36:24 GMT -5
Post by Leiko-hime on Dec 6, 2007 22:36:24 GMT -5
Something in him seemed to shrink a little when the Akiyama realized that the Usagiku was scared of him. There was a good reason that he kept his siblings concealed unless he was in battle after all. He was aware, on some level, that the plants were frightening to more normal people. Still, despite all this he was in an exceedingly bad mood; it had been several very long days since he’d had enough sleep to function properly, while it was true that Akiyama didn’t need as much sleep as normal people (and the sun on him was enough to keep him functioning coherently for the moment) it still left much to be desired when it came to his temperament, add to that the build-up of stress from what was happening recently…. He’d never even taken some down time to mourn his best friend, or the Sumiyaka who had fallen… The Sumiyaka who were like a colony of plants in their unity, who had opened their doors to himself and his teammates…
Haru was gone.
Leiko was gone.
He supposed that this is what the plants must feel when their larger branches were pruned from them, but at least they could eventually grow them back if allowed. You could not re-grow your closest comrades. Sending a narrow eyed look at the kumo-nin the Akiyama seemed to loose what was left of the control he held over his facial features, letting them contort into something between a sneer and a snarl, "Here me now, Raizen-san, we have been protecting Usagiku-san for years. You have not been here for her. We have. Leiko-san, Haru-san, and myself, have and we will continue to do so until our blood is soaking the earth. We take care of our own, and though some of us are gone, I will continue on in their place. You are not needed here. Go back where you came from!" While it was true most of Hiiro’s irritation stemmed from background problems, his major grief with the situation was that this man was pushing himself into the Group, digging himself into a close knit circle that had only so recently been fractured and shattered.
They were weak now, and he felt so much like a threat: Like the parasite that enters through the scar in a tree recently struck by lightning, and slowly diseases and rots the tree alive until it falls apart.
The word’s he’d spoken had been true, indeed, and they took him back to that moment while he stood fighting to calm himself, fighting to get his temper under control: He was not normally such an abrasive person.The three newly minted teammates stood watching as Usagiku Yaki skipped off after her own new team. The strange girl had seemed so completely happy that she had managed to make it to Genin when Leiko had brought her over to meet them, and Hiiro found himself staring after her with some curiosity before Leiko’s sharp serious voice caught his attention.
The young Sumiyaka stood there, her arms crossed and grim face, "Yaki-chan’s to soft for this." She spat acidly.
Haru gave her a slight smile, "Don’t be meeaaan Leiko-chan!" he cajoled.
"I’m not being mean, idiot, I’m being realistic. She’ll let people walk all over her. I know these things."
Haru was quiet this time, and it was finally Hiiro who spoke up, "What should we do, then, Leiko-san?"
Leiko gave the two boys a flat look, "You’re going to help me look out for her, right?"
Haru grinned wildly, "Of course, Leiko-chan! I knew that you cared under there!"
"Don’t get your hopes up, stupid!"
That was all it had been, a few words from Leiko, who had become something like their leader and they were on the same page: Yaki needed them to help her, and even if she never knew they would do it because they cared about her and she was inevitably one of them. There was never any question of the decision, and from that day forth they’d set out to do what they could. While they didn’t help her always, as she needed to gain confidence, they knew, they had for the most part kept her from harms way.
They could only do so much so.
His eyes slid from the kumo-nin to Yaki then, and immediately the cold polite mask of stone slammed down over his features, leaving them blank and featureless again. He could see she was terrified, and at the same moment he blanked himself he exerted mental force on the Kira-Kusaki, something he rarely did. The drones immediately went still, trembled for a moment before retreating under his overcoat to wrap around his arms like usual. Even the one that was wrapped around Yaki’s shoulders seemed to freeze, and shudder almost as if it had been stunned before slithering down her body, and across the ground to Hiiro.
The Akiyama bent down and picked the plant up once it was close enough, before he straightened, his brown eyes had gained that far away look that spoke of a closed off person. "I don’t believe we have anything to discuss Raizen-sama, please excuse my prior rudeness." He stated, his voice flat and polite, then clutching the drone to himself he bowed to the kumo-nin respectfully, glanced at Yaki, "Usagiku-san, I’m sorry that my Sisters frightened you." He murmured quietly, turning his head to the side so that his face was hidden by the high stiff collar of his coat, and the wild garnet locks. "Excuse me, I should be going."
With that he turned, and began to stride toward town again, his fingers absently petting the sadly cooing drone in his hands while inside his mind two words echoed quietly to him from his family, -Hiiro sad… Sad Hiiro…-