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Karai looked at Mitsuhide, seeing him for the first time in...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sand-and-sea.tumblr.com/post/19070230759/heavymetalsamurai-heavymetalshota"&gt;sand-and-sea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Karai looked at Mitsuhide, seeing him for the first time in what felt like ages. “No you haven’t. We all care about you, no one is mad at you and we won’t yell or hurt you. We’ll save you but you have to tell that spirit you don’t want to be his. You belong to me, koibito, don’t listen to him.”, he brushed a hand against his cheek, pressing kisses to his forehead. “Don’t give in to him, come back to me. I love you, koibito, I don’t want to lose you.”, he wished there were more he could do for Mitsuhide, to drive that spirit away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Listen to me, I still love you, no matter what, I want you to be my wife. I swear, the second that spirit is will let you go, we’ll be married, it won’t be perfect but I can’t stand this.”, he clung to Mitsuhide so tightly, looking at his eyes now that he was alive. He brushed Mitsuhide’s hair away to see them closer, more clearly. Those beautiful silver eyes.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Motochika, feeling a bit embarrased for once, glanced over at Motonari wondering how to explain. “Ermm… The spirits…” seemed to be the best he could do. He tried again. “Ya know that big mean one… Think it’s bothering Akechi and… Hell, I dunno.” He scratched his head wondering if he’d done the right thing- on the bright side Mitsuhide seemed more alive, awake, and aware. Not that he had any idea if that was a result of what he’d done or if it was something else entirely but hey, it was an improvement. Then again if improvement was a good thing was something that was yet to be seen.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I see,&amp;#8221; Motonari moved closer to Motochika, still feeling a bit cold from being wet, but at least the room was finally warming.  Now if only the things happening in the room would make sense and if only he hadn&amp;#8217;t heard the details of Karai&amp;#8217;s sex life.  He didn&amp;#8217;t know what to do or say or even what to believe at this point, especially since he hadn&amp;#8217;t seen any ghosts, only felt the cold.  He&amp;#8217;d fought with Akechi before, so he knew that the tactician had a cold aura about him.  Thus, he couldn&amp;#8217;t really take that as proof of spirits.  How did any of them know that he wasn&amp;#8217;t just using his powers as a trick?  Shaking his head, he left the room, having nothing more to say. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide wasn&amp;#8217;t aware of that, though, or that Motonari didn&amp;#8217;t believe in anything surrounding his problem.  He closed his eyes, tears falling from them and shook his head.  &amp;#8221;He will never let me go.  As long as I live, I will never be free.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19072161765</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19072161765</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2012 14:42:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sand-and-sea:

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&lt;p&gt;Karai knew they weren’t going to give their word. He didn’t expect it. He knew them both. They didn’t care for Mitsuhide because he was unpredictable but there were other volatile members aboard this ship that could tear the vessel apart in minutes if they wanted to. Karai held Mitsuhide close to him, almost protectively. He heard Mitsuhide speaking but … his voice gave him shivers, still it was familiar.  It was Momomaru speaking. Only Momomaru called him Kagura. So he had to smile a little. “Momomaru is the best wife I could ever ask for!”, he hugged him tight, hoping Mitsuhide would come back to him. It was clear that Momomaru was who this lord wanted. He wanted Momomaru, not necessarily Mitsuhide. This person must’ve hurt Momomaru. It didn’t surprise him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Momomaru is my wife, you can’t have him! We had sex and everything to make it official!”, he continued, remembering that brief time they had together. They woke up beside each other and Karai was mistaken but they did end up loving each other that night. Kyoune was their baby, Motochika was Motonari’s wife, Sorin had hidden under the cupboard to cry. Everyone must’ve been looking at Karai like he was crazy but he took possession of Mitsuhide. “Momomaru wants to be my wife, not yours!”, hopefully, that ghost would give up soon and realize Mitsuhide wanted him. That he could convince all of the children spirits as well that these two were meant to be together, not with their lord.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Motochika was getting increasingly uncomfortable being in the room for various reasons. One, Mitsuhide was acting creepy as fuck and had apparently regressed to childhood. Two, he was the one who’d gotten Mitsuhide hurt in the first place. Three, he was hearing things that were way too personal for his liking. Things he had never wanted to know. Noooo thank you. There were so many reasons he wanted to leave he couldn’t even list them all but he didn’t think that Kyoune would approve; it was obvious that he was already displeased that Motochika hadn’t promised him a single thing. But he supposed he did owe Karai some of the help he hadn’t been able to properly provide before. He wasn’t sure what the hell was going on but he’d just work with what he thought he knew. “Karai’s right ya know. Whoever ya are, yer dead and ya look like a clouda stink. Ya aint suited for Akechi and ya won’t ever be. I mean how can ya say ya deserve him more or love him more or whatever the hell when all ya do is cause him trouble? Yer a shitty kinda ghost thing. Go bother Nanbu or something. You two were made for eachother.” Hopefully Motonari wouldn’t think he’d cracked.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune was quite upset, thinking for sure that his family was about to be destroyed, but then he was met with a great surprise.  Motochika spoke up to that weird ghost person or persons that was doing this to Mitsuhide.  &amp;#8221;Y-Yea!&amp;#8221;  That wasn&amp;#8217;t clever at all or the least bit of helpful, but he tried.  He was feeling hopeful again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Motonari in the mean time just stood there confused, then staring at Motochika.  &amp;#8221;I don&amp;#8217;t even know what&amp;#8217;s going on&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;  and he could only guess that Momomaru was Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s first name.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Things began to warm up in the room though and Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s fingers tightened to grip Karai&amp;#8217;s shirt.  He looked right at Karai, actually blinking and showing signs of being alive.  &amp;#8221;Everyone is mad because of me.  I&amp;#8217;ve been bad again.  I don&amp;#8217;t want to be yelled at or hurt anymore.  Please save me.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19049927998</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19049927998</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2012 04:05:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sand-and-sea:

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Karai hadn’t even noticed when everyone came into the room. He...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sand-and-sea.tumblr.com/post/19009123937/heavymetalsamurai-heavymetalshota-you"&gt;sand-and-sea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Karai hadn’t even noticed when everyone came into the room. He was shivering, maybe from the cold or maybe from his fiance. He wasn’t sure. He just kept talking to him, his blank stare was haunting, dead. He still breathed but there was so little warmth to his body. “My father didn’t approve of me either. Kamui always got special treatment since he was the ‘original’ of us. The first to really go into production and make music.”, he started, wanting Mitsuhide to say something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“He hated me, Tekuno was lazy but he didn’t do the things I did before I met you.”, he kept going, nuzzling into the cold skin, trying to warm him up to very little avail. “Both of our fathers hate us, huh? We want to make them proud of us but you can only do so much to make them understand. Even now, I can hear him thinking you would be a beautiful bride until I tell him you’re a man.”, he chuckled but he didn’t find anything funny. “They’ll just have to be mad at us no matter what because I won’t leave you.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Don’t worry about it, Kyoune.” Motochika laughed but didn’t promise. He didn’t feel that he rightfullly could; if Mitsuhide became a real danger to the people aboard his ship, regardless of the reason, he would likely attempt to hurt him again, and if Mitsuhide killed someone… Well… Then Mitsuhide would be joining them in death shortly, spirits or no. He wasn’t completely oblivious either; sometimes when looking at Toki or Yuuki (particularly Yuuki) he’d catch a glimpse of fierce, animalistic protectiveness in their eyes and get a sinking feeling that if Kyoune was ever injured there would be hell to pay. Of course Motochika didn’t believe that they were cold-blooded killersor that they were more than little kids but sometimes he caught an odd and vaguely familiar look in their eyes and it made him shiver. What Mouri had said had only made him more concerned. The more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to make any promises for them either.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before he could find a way out of the tangled web of worries he’d been weaving, Kyoune dragged him down the hall and he was too surprised to do much in the way of resistance. Before he knew it he was in Karai and Mitsuhide’s room again and feeling more awkward and unwanted than ever. Mitsuhide was cold and unmoving and there was a certain chill to the air- what was worse, Karai sounded so desperate. Guilt dropped into the pit of his stomach like a stone and he tried to shake free of Kyoune. “Look, I shouldn’t be here right now. It aint right.” he rasped, though he couldn’t tear his eeys from the scene.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune had the feeling that Motochika was just laughing it off and that it was not a true promise.  For one thing, he didn&amp;#8217;t say the words &amp;#8216;I promise&amp;#8217;.  Being only 18, Kyoune had been treated like a child all of his life, which meant that peopel often weren&amp;#8217;t straight with him.  He could tell when they weren&amp;#8217;t.  &amp;#8217;Don&amp;#8217;t worry about it&amp;#8217;, in his experience, was what you told a crying kid so that they could stop crying because you didn&amp;#8217;t have the heart to tell them that you couldn&amp;#8217;t make that promise.  Kyoune did stop crying, wiping his eyes and stepping away from Motochika, hardening his face.   He should have known that Motochika wouldn&amp;#8217;t promise it.  They were samurai, and to them, killing was only acceptable when it fell under the right circumstances.  The only thing he could say now was that Mitsuhide needed to get better, or he was going to cause everyone here to be torn apart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Motonari was still confused about what was going on, and so he followed, smoothing his wet hair back.  Stepping into the room behind his boyfriend, he immediately shivered, pulling his robe closer to his body. &amp;#8220;Onii-sama, what are you-&amp;#8221; he started, but then he was cut off by Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s voice speaking in a hauntingly childish tone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Master, Motochika came and Motonari too.  Can&amp;#8217;t I go play with Kagura now?  He&amp;#8217;s sad because his father doesn&amp;#8217;t love him.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19020662971</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/19020662971</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 17:23:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sand-and-sea:

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Karai was still unaware of what Kyoune was doing for the most...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sand-and-sea.tumblr.com/post/18993068467/heavymetalsamurai-heavymetalshota"&gt;sand-and-sea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Karai was still unaware of what Kyoune was doing for the most part, sitting Mitsuhide up and keeping him close to his chest. “Wake up soon, koibito. Please, I beg you … “, he had to stay strong or Kyoune would just break down. He had to but the idea that Mitsuhide was going to be gotten rid of because of these spirits plagued him. “Please, let him go, I know you can hear me, I need you, koibito … “, he kissed him, over and over until something would happen. Either his jealous ex lover or those children or Mitsuhide himself returned. “Please, come back to me … “&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Motochika patted Kyoune’s head and attempted a reassuring chuckle. Really the kid was overreacting. “None of us are going to kill anyone on this ship. Calm down, alright kiddo?” he looked over his shoulder at Motonari. “Looks like he thinks yer gonna kill Akechi.” And then back to kyoune. “But don’t ya worry. Regardless of how fucked up Akechi is neither of us is gonna kill him. Both of us care about Karai too much. Thing is we need to figure out a way to keep him from killin’ us all when he gets better but we aint gonna kill him.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You promise?&amp;#8221;  Kyoune looked up at Motochika with big, tear-filled eyes, still hugging the pirate&amp;#8217;s waist.  He wasn&amp;#8217;t just trying to use his cuteness to win favor. This time, he was really serious and desperate.  The only family he had was falling apart, and as much as he adored Motochika, he didn&amp;#8217;t think he could survive if Karai was taken away from him.  His family would be over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I haven&amp;#8217;t said that,&amp;#8221; Motonari answered softly, tucking hair behind his ear.  That was all he wanted to say on the matter.  As much as he loved Karai, if it came down to protecting his own lovers and family from Mitsuhide, he would kill his rival tactician without flinching and feel sorry for it only after it was done, if he did at all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;When he gets better, he&amp;#8217;ll&amp;#8230; just come with me, ok?&amp;#8221;  Grabbing Motochika&amp;#8217;s hand, Kyoune pulled the pirate into Karai&amp;#8217;s room and pointed, showing the pirate how Karai was cradling Mitsuhide while he lifelessly stared.  And that room was still freezing cold.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18994414079</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18994414079</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 02:37:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sand-and-sea:

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“Because that lord of there’s knew Mitsuhide. He’s too close. It...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sand-and-sea.tumblr.com/post/18991999760/heavymetalsamurai-heavymetalshota-kyoune-was"&gt;sand-and-sea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Because that lord of there’s knew Mitsuhide. He’s too close. It has to have something to do with Mitsuhide’s childhood. All of the kids called him Momomaru.”, Karai sighed, trying to relax and calm down. He was trying to think of a way to help Mitsuhide. He had to keep talking to him, he knew he did. If everyone loved Mitsuhide, the children would be convinced he should be let go and stop being controlled by that man’s spirit. He sat up, seeing Kyoune run away crying. He could hear him pounding on Motochika’s door for him. He was worried and went to hold onto Mitsuhide again. “It’ll be okay, I love you, koibito. Don’t worry. I’m not giving up on you, ever … “, he sighed, trying to keep himself calm and quiet, petting Mitsuhide’s hair, much like he would do when he had nightmares and cried to him.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Woah, woah!” Motochika spluttered, trying to push Kyoune away. This was awkward, particularly now that he knew why Kyoune was here. So someone had told him? Wasn’t he not supposed to tell Kyoune? Had Karai? Mitsuhide? Not that he figured Mitsuhide was in any state to mention it; Karai seemed more likely. “Motonari aint gonna kill anyone! Calm down! Right, Motonari?” he asked, looking back meaningfully at him. “Now gimme a second, Kyoune. I’ve gotta grab some clothes, alright?” He gradually extracted himself from Kyoune’s grip and hurried back to the bathroom to pull on his yukata. With that done he strode back, wet feet slapping on the floor. “Now what’s all this about, huh?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Motonari was just confused, looking at Motochika with his eyebrows raised.  &amp;#8221;I am not going to kill anyone?&amp;#8221;  He repeated as more of a question than a statement.  &amp;#8221;What&amp;#8217;s going on?&amp;#8221;  He just stood in the door way, tying his robe around his still wet body, moving out of the way so that Motochika could go in as well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyoune stood there sniffling until Motochika was back.  As soon as he was, he attached himself to the pirate&amp;#8217;s waist again.  &amp;#8221;Please Aniki, don&amp;#8217;t be mad at Mitsuhide.  It&amp;#8217;s not his fault that those spirits are making him do things.  Don&amp;#8217;t kill him. If you do, it&amp;#8217;ll kill Onii-chan too and I&amp;#8217;ll be alone. I won&amp;#8217;t have any family left and I might as well die too.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18992632611</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18992632611</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 01:25:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sand-and-sea:

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&lt;p&gt;Motochika was just getting completely relaxed when the yelling and pounding started, coming from the next room over. Fuck- Kyoune- That was Kyoune, wasn’t it? He y quickly extracted himself from the bath, nearly falling out several times because of his determination not to drag Motonari out and immediately darted for the door- screw covering up, someone was in trouble or something. Kyoune sounded greatly distressed! He threw open the door and looked down the hallway. “Kyoune, ya okay?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune was pounding on Motochika&amp;#8217;s door, crying his little eyes out until he turned and saw Aniki there, bare assed naked.  Well ok, that wasn&amp;#8217;t traumatizing at all.  Nope.  His day had been absolutely trauma free.  Well, it didn&amp;#8217;t matter.  Sobbing, Kyoune threw himself on the pirate, hugging his waist and not caring for the nakedness and the fact that now he was getting wet.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At about this time, Motonari stepped out of the room, pulling on a robe.  Seeing this, his brow raised.  Thankfully, he wasn&amp;#8217;t the easily jealous type and that he had been there for most of the goings on.  Other wise, he&amp;#8217;d be stabbing Kyoune right now for how this scene looked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What is this?&amp;#8221;  the brunette asked, raising his brow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Please,&amp;#8221; Kyoune pleaded looking up at Motochika.  &amp;#8221;Please don&amp;#8217;t kill Mitsuhide.  He&amp;#8217;s sorry for everything.  Please don&amp;#8217;t let Lord Mouri kill him!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18990803918</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18990803918</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2012 00:30:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Karai followed the hand that struck his face, lessening the damage to nothing...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18986139364/heavymetalshota-what-kyoune-stared-in"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Karai followed the hand that struck his face, lessening the damage to nothing more than a scratch. “Mitsuhide is my family! If I didn’t love him, I wouldn’t have done everything for him, don’t you dare question how much I love him!”, he was getting upset now, the children were stubborn. The children seemed to recede, fleeing to the inner corners of Mitsuhide’s dreams. Karai got off of him and held him close. “I’m sorry Kyoune, that you had to see that. Most of them are only kids but the one in charge is their ‘lord’. I don’t know who that could be, Mitsuhide didn’t speak about this and for good reason, I guess. He laid down and sighed, feeling exhausted. Tired and dirty, yes. However, he was mostly feeling useless. “I can only hope those child spirits see reason and that I’m right.”, he felt Mitsuhide curling next to him and he held him close to his chest. “Motochika and Motonari don’t care for Mitsuhide like I do, but you do and Sorin does. I have a feeling Motonari will want to kill Mitsuhide for the safety of everyone else on the ship.”, his heart was sinking, he felt sick. He wanted to throw up right now but he held it back.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune stood close by, frightened by all that he was seeing and trying not to cry as horrible things happened to Mitsuhide and his brother.  Still, he was going to be strong, just nodding and swallowing twice as he stared at the silverette and his attempt to curl up in a ball.  &amp;#8221;It&amp;#8217;s hurting him, isn&amp;#8217;t it?  Why do they have to do this to him and to you?&amp;#8221; Neither of them knew that the lord was manipulating the children and that he was a jealous ex lover who had been murdered.  &amp;#8221;No,&amp;#8221; Kyoune shook his head.  He&amp;#8217;d been holding back all this time, but now hearing that Mitsuhide would be killed was too much.  The tears fell rapidly and he backed away from the bed quickly,  putting his arm over his eyes as he shook his head, trying to stop crying.   They couldn&amp;#8217;t kill Mitsuhide.  He wouldn&amp;#8217;t let them.  It wasn&amp;#8217;t his fault.  Surely they would see that.  Feeling there was nothing else to do, Kyoune ran from the room and went to Motochika&amp;#8217;s, pounding on his door and screaming for Aniki.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18987413047</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18987413047</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 23:10:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

“Mitsuhide’s spirits are taking advantage of him. These are those children I...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18984663254/heavymetalshota-while-those-two-ate-and"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Mitsuhide’s spirits are taking advantage of him. These are those children I told you about.”, he was speaking as calmly as he could. “He would be happy mourning for the rest of his life? He would be happier if he killed himself with guilt and depression, is that it? You may give him power, he’s nothing without you but he’s greedy, selfish. If he wanted Mitsuhide to be happy, he would know that Mitsuhide doesn’t want this. He doesn’t want to be controlled, he wants to live with me and be happy but he’s jealous of me. He knows I give Mitsuhide happiness.”, he wasn’t denying Mitsuhide killing people, he had sort of accepted it. Discouraged him from the act but he accepted his fiance had killed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m glad you keep him safe and alive, you heal him and give him power but this doesn’t make him happy. He reaches out for me, even like this. Do you understand now? Your lord wants Mitsuhide to suffer for loving me so much and not himself. He’s trapped him. He’s caused this wound, this broken arm. He caused Mitsuhide to think he’s a monster who doesn’t deserve any one to love him. How can you call this happiness?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What?&amp;#8221;  Kyoune stared in disbelief, confused by all of this.  Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s spirits?  Karai had mentioned them, hadn&amp;#8217;t he?  But Kyoune didn&amp;#8217;t see anything.  Just Mitsuhide laying there with Karai on top of him and the silverette staring at the ceiling, as he had been.  The only difference was that now he was talking and&amp;#8230; &amp;#8220;Onii-chan, why is this room so cold?&amp;#8221;  Kyoune went over near the nightstand and put the flowers down, going to get near his brother on the bed.  However, he happened to turn and nearly screamed his head off.  ALL of the flowers were dead and wilted to a pile in the bottom of the vase.  &amp;#8221;Onii-chan&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;  Now, Kyoune was scared.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;LIES,&amp;#8221; Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s good hand lashed out for Karai&amp;#8217;s face, trying to claw at it .  &amp;#8221;Go back to your family and leave ours alone.  No one loves Momomaru, and if you don&amp;#8217;t believe that, how about we all go and ask that pirate how he feels?  Or the sunworshipper?  We&amp;#8217;ll see what they have to say&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;  And after that was said, Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s arm went limp and he once again tried to curl up into a ball.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18985518948</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18985518948</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 22:35:04 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi let him eat, giggling at how hungry he was but then again, he didn’t know...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18982957551/heavymetalshota-kyoune-wasnt-long-bringing-a"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi let him eat, giggling at how hungry he was but then again, he didn’t know what hunger was. He didn’t know the growls a person’s stomach made or the empty feeling. He waved to Kyoune and went to nap, rolling on his back and curling up a little to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I don’t want you children to leave, you care about him too but that lord of yours is warping your minds, telling you I’m a bad person. I don’t care about myself, I care about Mitsuhide and all of you. That lord wants him to be his and only his, he’s trying to take him away, even from you all. I want Mitsuhide to be happy though.”, Karai looked at the eyes, certainly, they were Mitsuhide’s but at the same time, they weren’t. It scared him but he wouldn’t let his fear get in the way. “I wouldn’t die for him. As self centered and conceited as it may sound, I wouldn’t because I know Mitsuhide loves me. He couldn’t live without me. He tried to kill himself because he knew your lord would take him away from me. He’s dreaming about me because he doesn’t want to accept a reality where we aren’t together. So no, I wouldn’t die. Mitsuhide needs me too much for me to just die.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;While those two ate and napped, Kyoune was sure that Mitsuhide was ok, so he just let himself in with the flowers, being excited only to realize that this wasn&amp;#8217;t really Mitsuhide.  &amp;#8221;Onii-chan, what&amp;#8217;s happening?&amp;#8221;  He could see his brother sitting on Mitsuhide and that worried him even more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Our Lord said that if you love Momo-dono, you would be willing to die to let him be happy,&amp;#8221; Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s face was absolutely blank and emotionless as he said all of this and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling above them.  He really had become a doll or a puppet for his own evil spirits.  &amp;#8221;Our lord wouldn&amp;#8217;t take him away from us because we give him his power.  We helped Momo-dono kill the bad people.  All those people were bad.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18984246652</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18984246652</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 22:12:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi always moved the food back and shook his head. He didn’t eat so of course,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18979586047/heavymetalshota-mun-wouldnt-say-riveting-at"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi always moved the food back and shook his head. He didn’t eat so of course, he wouldn’t let Kurosukai give him food he could eat. He liked his friend too, sometimes nudging him and rubbing against him with cuddles. Hopefully Kyoune would come back with those oats for him. Poor Kuro must be hungry still.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“How do you know if I’m lying when all you can trust is the word of your lord? What has he done to prove his credibility to you? He’s trapped Mitsuhide’s mind in a dream. He’s made Mitsuhide so miserable that he wanted to die on Motochika’s anchor, he’s become thin because he refuses to let him eat, he brings him nightmares so he can’t sleep. Is that someone who loves him? I’ve taken care of him, fed him, spoken to him, calmed him down every night and pet his hair until he fell asleep again without fail. Can your lord do that for Mitsuhide? Can you? You’re right, I don’t call him by his real name because his real name isn’t enough for me. I call him my koibito because he’s the one I love so let him go. He’s suffering, so stop. Let him wake up.”, Karai could only hope to convince these children that he meant no harm to them or Mitsuhide. That he loved him since the first time he laid eyes on him.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune wasn&amp;#8217;t long, bringing a big bowl of oats soaked in water for the horse. &amp;#8220;There you are, Kurosukai.  I have to go check on Onii-chan now.  I&amp;#8217;ll see you two later.&amp;#8221;  Kurosukai snorted and let Pochi rub on him while he started eating ravenously.  In the mean time, Kyoune headed back to the room, picking up all the flowers, though he stopped at the door, sure that he was hearing Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Our Lord loves Momo-dono, we know this.  Everything has been for Momo-dono since he was small.&amp;#8221; The children argued.  &amp;#8221;You want us to leave.  You don&amp;#8217;t care that if we do, Momo-dono would die.  You only care about yourself.&amp;#8221;  Mitsuhide&amp;#8217;s body turned so that the silver eyes could stare at Karai.  &amp;#8221;If you love him so much, we think you should prove it.  Would you die for Momo-dono?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18981439634</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18981439634</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 21:25:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi nodded and went to follow Kurosukai, deciding to lay in the stables with...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18976883867/heavymetalshota-since-pochi-was-feeding-him"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi nodded and went to follow Kurosukai, deciding to lay in the stables with him. Surely, they must have riveting conversations with each other. Without a doubt, they would be friends. He decided a nap would be good and nudged against Kurosukai to roll on his back. From then on, he would be sleeping. Pochi wouldn’t know of Mommy’s distress at all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai was surprised to hear Mitsuhide. Those must be the children’s spirits. “I’m not a bad man, I’m not trying to hurt him either. The one who wants to hurt him is that other spirit. He wants Mitsuhide to suffer.”, he tried to convince the children as the man’s ghost could not be reasoned with. “I want to love him and make him happy, not trapped inside his own dreams and wither him away into a doll.”, he stopped him from rolling, moving to straddle him just in case but letting go of his arms. “He wants Mitsuhide to be hurt and in pain and do bad things. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone but that ghost is making him.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Mun wouldn&amp;#8217;t say riveting at all.  In the end, Kurosukai wasn&amp;#8217;t as intelligent as Pochi.  He was just a horsy, but he liked Pochi, though he didn&amp;#8217;t understand why Pochi never at the food he pushed by him.  THe horse wouldn&amp;#8217;t roll on his back either, though.  Instead, he stood there, eating more of his hay since he didn&amp;#8217;t get to eat much outside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You tell lies.  We know about you.  Our lord told us so,&amp;#8221; the children&amp;#8217;s spirits were quite clearly speaking through Mitsuhide now.  &amp;#8221;You don&amp;#8217;t even call him his real name, but the name that &amp;#8216;they&amp;#8217; gave him.  You don&amp;#8217;t love him.  You just want to take him away from us, but you can&amp;#8217;t.  He&amp;#8217;s ours forever.  We won&amp;#8217;t let you have our Momo-dono.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18978911973</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18978911973</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 20:45:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi managed to pick a few extra and offer them to Kurosukai to eat with his...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18974546970/heavymetalshota-picking-them-wasnt-hard-but"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi managed to pick a few extra and offer them to Kurosukai to eat with his stem. Hopefully he would accept, after all, the flowers must’ve tasted delicious if Kurosukai wanted to eat them so bad. He shook his head though, not wanting to be trouble. He could swim in the fresh water instead, there was always that river. He started trotting along, back to the ship. His stem curled into a question mark and he tilted. He seemed to ask Kyoune if they should wait in the stables until he came back. After all, they wouldn’t fit in the kitchen even if they wanted to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai was scared, of course but he pushed Mitsuhide onto the bed and sat on his chest, knees pinning his arms from grabbing him as he tried to stop his fiance’s crazed biting. “Stop it, let him go, you bastard! You can’t get rid of me so easily, I’m not abandoning my koibito so let him go!”, it was hard to restrain him like this but what else could he do but keep talking. “Koibito, I know you’re in there, please, wake up! Don’t let him win, I’m right here, I love you and I’m never going to leave you … “, he hoped something would trigger Mitsuhide to stop him and fight back. Karai couldn’t help him anymore than that.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Since Pochi was feeding him, Kurosukai stopped and stood next to him to eat the offered food.  Then he started to walk again, being slow enough for Pochi to keep up with Kyoune on his back.  When they got back to the ship, he would automatically go to the stables, thinking that this was where he belonged to begin with, though  if Mitsuhide was well, he&amp;#8217;d probably just tie him off near the ship during the day, knowing that no one would dare try to steal that horse.  &amp;#8221;Go back with Kurosukai,&amp;#8221; Kyoune patted Pochi.  &amp;#8221;I&amp;#8217;ll be there soon.&amp;#8221;  In the mean time, he went off to the kitchen to arrange the flowers in a vase.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The possessed Mitsuhide continued attacking until he was pinned. Then he started to cough again as his arms went limp.  &amp;#8221;Don&amp;#8217;t hurt him!  You&amp;#8217;re a bad man!&amp;#8221;  he said in between coughs and then tried to roll over.  &amp;#8221;Such a bad man.  We all know about you now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18975598856</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18975598856</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 19:54:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi shook his head. They were weeds but Mommy and Daddy loved them! He nodded,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18972577687/heavymetalshota-dandelions-kyoune-wrinkled"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi shook his head. They were weeds but Mommy and Daddy loved them! He nodded, giving a salute but trying to pick flowers was hard! Especially with hooves. He couldn’t use his stem to pull them either, they were so stubborn. He took two of his hooves and started clipping off dandies like that. Much more effective. He moved them onto the vest afterwards and seemed to be content with all the flowers they picked!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“If he was yours, he would’ve loved you. He would’ve killed himself to spare your existence of loving him but he didn’t. He loves me, rightfully so. Now leave him, let him go, bastard.”, he tilted Mitsuhide’s head in his hand, not wanting to hurt him but he wasn’t letting that spirit win. “You don’t deserve him. You can’t do anything for him. Maybe in his dreams, but that’s all. You can’t love him the way I can, no one else can. So leave him alone, you bastard.”, he was trying to keep in mind that Mitsuhide wasn’t conscious right now. It was this spirit, controlling him, warping his dreams into nightmares.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Picking them wasn&amp;#8217;t hard, but for Kurosukai, not eating them was a nightmare.  Kyoune seemed to get that though, giving the horse a pat and hugging his neck.  Then hugging Pochi.  &amp;#8221;We&amp;#8217;ve got a lot already, so let&amp;#8217;s go back now.  We&amp;#8217;ve got some dried oatmeal back on the ship, so I&amp;#8217;ll give you that, Kurosukai. And Pochi, I guess you can roll around in the water, but only for a little while.  I can&amp;#8217;t let you dry out.&amp;#8221;  He was trying to reward them both for helping him.  Gathering up the coat with the flowers in it, he tied it off so nothing will spill out.  Then he climbed up on Pochi so that they could all head back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Mitsuhide was laying limp with his head in Karai&amp;#8217;s hand, but suddenly, it lifted.  His eyes began to glow electric blue and he seemed to have sharp teeth, as he hissed and snapped at Karai&amp;#8217;s face like a demon attacking him.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18973604371</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18973604371</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 19:23:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi nudged Kurosukai again to stop eating them but he saw another patch of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18970578757/heavymetalshota-not-really-his-eyes-but-his"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi nudged Kurosukai again to stop eating them but he saw another patch of flowers. He poked Kyoune and ran over to them! Dandelions. They were considered weeds but they meant so much to Mommy and Daddy. He found that they were all still yellow and hadn’t turned into seedlings yet. He wanted Uncle Kyoune to pick these too, poking at one of the big yellow flowers and rubbing it against his face, getting a slight yellow tint to his skin. Oops, silly Pochi!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai sat up, grimacing in anger that spirit had done this. He held his fiance in his arms. “Don’t you fucking dare. Let go of him! He’s mine, whether you like it or not. You don’t love him the way I do, you don’t deserve Mitsuhide, now get out!”, he tried to shake his body to wake him up, not wanting him to dream anymore. Now his dreams would become nightmares. All because of his nengen. “Let go, Mitsuhide doesn’t belong to you, or even me, he chose me over you, so leave him alone.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Dandelions?&amp;#8221;  Kyoune wrinkled his nose. No one really liked them in the western world, but he&amp;#8217;d heard a few songs about them, including one that he liked to sing himself.  &amp;#8221;Ok,&amp;#8221; he shrugged, going over and starting to pick some.  &amp;#8221;But these are weeds too, you know.&amp;#8221;  There were plenty of those too, even more so than the morning glories, so when Kurosukai was nudged, he stopped eating those and went over to the dandelions to munch on them.  &amp;#8221;Here&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;  Kyoune said stopping to take off his vest/jacket thingie.  &amp;#8221;We&amp;#8217;ll fill up this with flowers and then when we&amp;#8217;re back, we&amp;#8217;ll put them all in vases and stuff.  Help me, you two. Kurosukai, no eating!&amp;#8221;  The horse snorted, but he was pretty well trained and started to pluck the flowers and drop them into the vest thing after Kyoune showed him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide was like a rag doll being shaken until he finally open his eyes, gripping Karai&amp;#8217;s arms.  His head was still backwards, though, and he was starting to feel rather cold. He coughed a few times and then there was blood on his face and someone in the room was whispering, &amp;#8220;Mine.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18971556028</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18971556028</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 18:50:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi playfully nudged back at Kurosukai and hurried along once Kyoune was...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18969084854/heavymetalshota-kyoune-leaned-against-pochi"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi playfully nudged back at Kurosukai and hurried along once Kyoune was riding him. He would follow the stallion though, who clearly had his eyes on something in particular. He didn’t know what. He just followed. Pochi found a small patch of flowers. Pointing at them and seeming to poke at the petals and offered to let Kyoune off so he could pick them. Pochi would smush them and Kurosukai would end up eating them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai felt Mitsuhide wake up and turn so they faced each other. “Koibito … I know you’re still there … Please, wake up. Come back.”, he couldn’t stop himself from holding his fiance tightly to his chest and begging him to wake up. Something had to wake him. He could only think that the spirits were making him like this. Giving him sweet dreams all the time, and take care of his body in the real world, with Karai. “Koibito, you have to wake up, I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”, he pet the silver strands, now completely dry and silky soft.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Not really his eyes, but his nose led them to that patch of morning glories.  They weren&amp;#8217;t bellflowers at all, but they were just as pretty and unique in shape.  What&amp;#8217;s more was that there were plenty of them for Kyoune to pick to take back, while the black horse started to eat them, thinking that this was why Pochi wanted to go here in the first place.  &amp;#8221;Slow down,&amp;#8221; Kyoune pouted as he began filling his shirt with the flowers.  &amp;#8221;Don&amp;#8217;t eat them and smush too many of them, ok?  I&amp;#8217;m taking them back for Mitsuhide.  He likes flowers, so if you guys can find some more besides these, let me know.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide was clinging to Karai, but then let go, whispering, &amp;#8220;He&amp;#8217;s&amp;#8230; mine&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;  Then he closed his eyes and went right back to sleep, and for him, the dreams were different now.  No more fields of dandelions, but now of himself as cute little Momomaru in pretty clothing, bringing tea to someone.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18969774992</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18969774992</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 18:21:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi moved back then, watching Kurosukai nibble at the grass a little bit. He...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18966243683/heavymetalshota-pochi-youre-not-supposed-to"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi moved back then, watching Kurosukai nibble at the grass a little bit. He plopped himself right onto the sand, wiggling around so he left a sizable crater from his round behind. He nodded, though it would be a little hard. Hopefully Kurosukai wouldn’t eat them in his hunger. Pochi nodded again, rolling to get himself up and start into the forest. He nudged at Kurosukai and drew a flower in the sand and pointed to it with a quizzical tilt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai wouldn’t fall asleep so soon but he would eventually, still dirty himself but it could wait. He took Mitsuhide’s hand, hoping he would wake up soon. He would awaken with another nightmare. He couldn’t seem to sleep peacefully anymore. So he sang quiet, gentle lullabies until Mitsuhide would wake up again and he could try to talk to him again. Maybe asking him simply questions and he would wake up soon. It was worth a try but he wanted so badly for Mitsuhide to say something, he’d never gone so long without hearing him or feeling his touch. Or even just his presence before. It was painful.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune leaned against Pochi, playing with some sand in his fist as he told the eggplant horse his idea.  Much to his delight, Pochi nodded, and so Kyoune stood, stretching and following the purple plant as he went to nudge Kurosukai.  The stallion was pigging out on grass as though it were his own personal buffet, but when he was nudged, he lifted his head and snorted.  Then he nudged Pochi back, pushing him to get him to walk              in a direction more towards the forest.  &amp;#8221;Hm, I think he found something.  Wait just a moment.&amp;#8221;  Carefully, Kyoune climbed up on Pochi, so he could ride him, being a little scared to ride the other horse.  &amp;#8221;We can&amp;#8217;t take long, though, ok?  We have to get back to Onii-chan.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide kept right on sleeping until his body thought it had enough.  Then his eyes opened and he turned himself over so that he could cling to Karai and stare at his chest.  Even though he was awake, though, he wasn&amp;#8217;t really seeing the things in this room for what they were.  It was all a dream to him now, even the sound of Karai&amp;#8217;s voice.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18967545699</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18967545699</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 17:44:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi decided to sit in the sun and relax, picking up Kyoune and sitting him...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18939849836/heavymetalshota-kyoune-pet-him-some-more-and"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi decided to sit in the sun and relax, picking up Kyoune and sitting him down too so they could all enjoy the sun and surf. Pochi would splash around in the surf when it came up and seem to giggle when it fled. He was childish, yes, but he was trying to be happy and entertaining so maybe people wouldn’t be sad about Mommy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai wished Mitsuhide would speak but that was too much to ask for. He didn’t fall asleep. Instead, he clung to his fiance and cried, making the silver hair wet again with tears. He hadn’t meant to. He couldn’t sleep, he had so many nightmares. That Mitsuhide would never recover. He would have to love him like this without Mitsuhide ever saying little more than a syllable. Let alone to hear his fiance call him Anata again.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Pochi, you&amp;#8217;re not supposed to go in the surf too much because the salt will dry you out,&amp;#8221; Kyoune frowned a little, being worried about this.  He had heard Karai say it a dozen times whenever he went with them to the beach.  His brother had enough to worry about without Pochi getting sick too.  &amp;#8221;Let&amp;#8217;s sit further back so you can help me think about something.&amp;#8221;  Kyoune moved further back on the sand away from the surf and waited for Pochi to sit by him so he could lean on him.  &amp;#8221;Pochi, you and him can smell flowers, right?&amp;#8221;  He pointed at the horse, who was busy walking around and eating.  &amp;#8221;Can you two help me find some flowers?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide was fast asleep now, but he didn&amp;#8217;t know the difference.  Even when he was awake, he was dreaming.  If only Karai could know that they were sweet dreams of him&amp;#8212; that right now, Mitsuhide was seeing a field full of dandelions and that Karai was there with him and everything was perfect.  But maybe he needed to stop having those dreams.  They were making him happy, but they weren&amp;#8217;t what was real.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18961294781</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18961294781</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 15:54:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Pochi nodded, agreeing as he shook off the sand and went to nudge Kyoune and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18937265286/heavymetalshota-kyoune-gave-pochi-a-pat-and-a"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pochi nodded, agreeing as he shook off the sand and went to nudge Kyoune and Kurosukai. He rubbed against Kurosukai too, as his hooves were too rough to pet with. It was very adorable and mun was satisfied with this cuteness for today. Mommy would get better soon but a ride would be nice. He missed being ridden, he still did as it wasn’t riding for fun trying to find Mommy in the forest. He did poke at the silver maned horse and poked at Kyoune. Making gestures like he had long hair, he was trying to say Kurosukai looked a lot like Mommy and that he was pretty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karai made sure to keep Mitsuhide from going forward, being careful of him. He would’ve expected Mitsuhide to sit up at least but oh well. He laid him down carefully, smiling and deciding to lay on the other side. “Be careful, koibito, your bandages.”, he fixed them, knowing once the woke up, they would need cleaning. He wrapped an arm around Mitsuhide, spooning with him and cuddling close. “Go ahead, koibito, sweet dreams.”, he kissed him, wanting Mitsuhide to say something again. Of course he was being impatient but he just missed the sound of his fiance’s voice. All the time.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune pet him some more and let him be to play in the sand and grass that started nearby.  There was a fair bit of grassland, he noticed.  The grass eating animals should be alright, but he was a bit concerned about the cats.  Hopefully, they&amp;#8217;d be fine with that canned fish.  Then again, there was that town with the store.  Maybe he could find them some dry kitten food later on.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mitsuhide pretty much couldn&amp;#8217;t sit up on his own, like a doll.  He was in pretty bad shape.  Once Karai was in bed with him, the silverette started to move, but since Karai spooned him, he stopped, instead closing his eyes and drifting asleep.  &amp;#8217;No&amp;#8217; was apparently all he was going to say today, unfortunately.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18939040212</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18939040212</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 01:28:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

Karai smiled, kissing him. “You can sleep in a little while.”, he rinsed...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18935638901/heavymetalshota-ill-be-back-after-i-take"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Karai smiled, kissing him. “You can sleep in a little while.”, he rinsed Mitsuhide’s hair out and started washing the rest of him, making sure he was clean and all of his hair was rinsed out. He wrapped him up in a towel and carried him, drying his hair with another one. “There we go, koibito. Now you’re all clean!”, Karai smiled and sat him at the vanity so he could brush his hair and make sure it was all dried before he put his fiance back to bed. He sprayed a little bit of the cherry blossom fragrance spray onto Mitsuhide before getting a yukata for him to wear loosely. “Would you like me to sleep next to you?”, he asked, knowing he could answer him, even just a little bit now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pochi nudged and rubbed himself up against Kyoune, nuzzling him as he arrived. He was excited for a walk, following Kyoune outside. He was so excited, Pochi was more dog like, hopping around, stem wagging like mad, he was full of energy now that he could run around freely. The beach looked fun too! He started rolling around in the sand, making eggplant angels.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kyoune gave Pochi a pat and a kiss, taking him and Kurosukai outside.  &amp;#8221;It&amp;#8217;s a nice day, huh?  Oh, I know.  Maybe Daddy would want to take mommy for a little ride when he wakes up.  I think he was sleepy when I was leaving, but a ride might  be good for him.  Just a gentle one.&amp;#8221;  He watched Pochi bounce and roll around while he timidly reached towards the creepy horse, having his hand nudged.  Feeling more confident, he started to pat him too.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After all of that cleaning and washing, when Karai started to brush his hair, Mitsuhide resumed trying to fall asleep, often dipping forward, but not falling completely, since Karai was keeping him steady.  It seemed this was going to be the way of things, though, him sleeping a lot and often.  The only thing that kept him awake once he was laid down was the cherry blossom scent.  Karai didn&amp;#8217;t join him in bed, so the silverette turned facing the other way and stared at that wall curling up tightly despite his injury.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18936539677</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18936539677</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 00:16:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>heavymetalsamurai:

“I know you do, I couldn’t think of anyone else and I know koibito would’ve...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://heavymetalsamurai.tumblr.com/post/18933226207/heavymetalshota-mm-i-dunno-kyoune"&gt;heavymetalsamurai&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“I know you do, I couldn’t think of anyone else and I know koibito would’ve wanted you for the same thing if I were in his state.”, he smiled, kissing Kyoune’s cheek in return. He watched him leave, seeing Mitsuhide wanted to sleep again. “No no, koibito. Come on, it’s bath time, then you’ll feel much better sleeping when you’re nice and clean.”, Karai smiled and kissing him. He picked him up, sitting him in the tub first before removing his clothes and filling it with nice hot water.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He pulled the shower head down to wet Mitsuhide’s hair and start washing that first, knowing there was blood in it that made it clump together. Mitsuhide’s hair was supposed to be beautiful, he wouldn’t let it get ruined. It brought them together after all. “Does that feel good, koibito?”, he smiled, making sure he had his head tilted back so the shampoo wouldn’t get into his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pochi was with Kurosukai, offering to play a game of tic tac toe with him, drawing a grid with his hoof and explaining how to play. Something just to pass the time a little bit.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll be back after I take care of the horses, I promise,&amp;#8221; Kyoune hugged Karai.  Then he went off to the stables, finding Pochi teaching Kurosukai a game.  &amp;#8221;Come on, you two,&amp;#8221; he said as he took them out and started to lead them both outside.  He was interested in why the horse had to wear a collar and muzzle, though.  Later on, he&amp;#8217;d ask Karai.  &amp;#8221;Your mommy is doing just fine, so I&amp;#8217;m going to take you for a walk for Daddy.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since Mitsuhide was going to be picked up and carried, he didn&amp;#8217;t need to open his eyes again.  He started to sleep as Karai cleaned him, but ended up waking and staring at the walls in the bathroom while cradling his broken hand.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18933870243</link><guid>http://heavymetalshota.tumblr.com/post/18933870243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 23:18:02 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
