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I'm not a total jerk. Ankh asked me to tell him if I found out about any of the others coming back the way we did.
I could just call, I guess, I have a phone and I know how to use it and it would be easy enough to find the number for that crazy restaurant they live in.
But I'm restless. Lots of stuff has been happening at home lately, and I kind of feel like if I don't give myself something to do, I might go out and start a fight. With the stupid guy who kidnapped Katsumi, or that stupid pirate jerk who screwed up Joe's entire state of being, or... God, the list is endless.
But I don't want to, so I look up the address to Cous Coussier and walk there instead, toying with my Switch as I walk. Not pressing it, just sort of rolling it between my fingers, and wondering whether I should tell any of the other Greeed about it.
I could just call, I guess, I have a phone and I know how to use it and it would be easy enough to find the number for that crazy restaurant they live in.
But I'm restless. Lots of stuff has been happening at home lately, and I kind of feel like if I don't give myself something to do, I might go out and start a fight. With the stupid guy who kidnapped Katsumi, or that stupid pirate jerk who screwed up Joe's entire state of being, or... God, the list is endless.
But I don't want to, so I look up the address to Cous Coussier and walk there instead, toying with my Switch as I walk. Not pressing it, just sort of rolling it between my fingers, and wondering whether I should tell any of the other Greeed about it.
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Date: 2012-05-03 08:22 pm (UTC)I need to stop thinking like that. Where do these thoughts even come from?
"Yes," I clear my throat, nodding at Kazari. "Thank you. Please keep us informed about what you find."
I hesitate, chewing at my lip and glancing down into my coffee. "Should we all meet? Us and Uva and Mezool?"
I feel like maybe we should. Some sort of bizarre family reunion.
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Date: 2012-05-03 08:31 pm (UTC)"I will. I mean, I guess we're all in this together now, huh? All on the same side."
I poke my coffee mug. It's gone cold, I don't want to drink it now. "Maybe. Um, I mean, probably." I bite my lip. "Be kind of weird without Gamel, though, wouldn't it?"
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Date: 2012-05-03 10:42 pm (UTC)I butt into Ankh next to me, because while we're touching I'm still desperate for comfort. Embarrassing, but it is what it is. "Is -- is it okay if I come with you when you do?"
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Date: 2012-05-04 01:51 pm (UTC)I finally look at Eiji, trying to make my face look as apologetic as I can manage. Not that I'm faking it, just that I want him to know I'm not trying to shut him out. "Do you really think that'd be a good idea? Bringing OOO to the Greeed party? I think emotions might be running high enough."
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Date: 2012-05-04 01:59 pm (UTC)Oh, wait, probably not. Mezool might not like that. And no poultry either. I drop my chin to the table again to pout. "What are we supposed to eat if we all get together?"
My eyes flit between the two of them curiously. There's something going on there, something not entirely positive. And I think maybe it is my responsibility to make sure they stay happy. I'm the most used to being human, after all, plus my family is way awesome and if all Ankh's got is the people who are used to him being all... partial and possessing and everything, they might not understand what he needs. "It's up to you, I guess, Ankh." I say slowly. OOO was always kind of Ankh's responsibility, even way back when. Not that I wouldn't have jumped at the chance, but then again, we see how that worked out for him. Both times.
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Date: 2012-05-04 02:03 pm (UTC)I squeeze Ankh's hand on the table as I get up, then make a beeline for the kitchen. I'm not about to sob or anything, but I could use a couple minutes to wipe my eyes in peace.
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Date: 2012-05-04 04:20 pm (UTC)I give his hand a squeeze in return, watching him go until he disappears into the kitchen. He's upset, but I'm not about to run after him while Kazari is still here.
"I'll, uh," I look back at Kazari, clearing my throat and trying to stay focused. "I'll let you set things up. If you think there should be food or not, that's your call; you've been human the longest."
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Date: 2012-05-04 04:46 pm (UTC)"I'll take care of it, and I'll let you know. It'll probably be at my house, okay?" I get up from the table and back towards the door. "Go make him not be all sad, he looks even stupider when he's pretending to be happy."
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Date: 2012-05-04 10:44 pm (UTC)I'm worried, though. I know I can't be everything to him, and I (mostly) don't want to be. But I'm beginning to flounder. Beginning to feel like I'm losing him, and losing myself.
I need to find another way to be.
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Date: 2012-05-04 11:52 pm (UTC)I nod dumbly at his words, then wait until he leaves before I rise from the table.
I move to the door to the kitchen, hesitating with my hand on the doorknob. I falter, turning to lean back against the door, my arms crossed over my chest and my head bowed.
I don't know what to say to him. And it kills me.
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Date: 2012-05-05 12:00 am (UTC)I stare at it.
No one comes in.
I panic, grab the broom, and start very noisily sweeping up.
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Date: 2012-05-05 12:51 am (UTC)All I want to do is open the door and go to him and let him make me feel better.
But I don't deserve it.
I push away from the door, and make for our bedroom.
Our nest.
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Date: 2012-05-05 01:07 am (UTC)Except now I'm sweaty. I'd better shower before we open. I head for the bedroom to get clean clothes.
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Date: 2012-05-05 01:26 am (UTC)I hold my legs. I'm not crying, not in the strictest sense. There are no tears in my eyes, but my chest hurts and I'm all shaky. I guess this is what dry sobbing is. I even cry out a few times, reaching for something to hold onto.
My hands find the bear Eiji gave me, and I wrap my arms around him, pressing my face to the top of his soft, fluffy head. The sobs slowly fade, though I still feel the pain in my chest and gut.
The door opens, my back still facing it, and I curl inward again, wrapping my being around the silly bear.
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Date: 2012-05-05 01:36 am (UTC)No. No. NO. "Ah, Ankh," I murmur in helpless empathy when I realise just what he's doing. I shut the door, then move to him swiftly, sitting down next to him to rub his back. "Tell me. Let me help."
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Date: 2012-05-05 02:01 am (UTC)I gave my existence up for him. I remember asking him to live before everything went black, yelling at him to not be stupid and save his sorry self.
I also smiled at Hina, that much I remember.
I look over my shoulder at him, I'm sure my eyes are red and dry and I must look a mess. "I don't... I don't know..."
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Date: 2012-05-05 02:10 am (UTC)I lean over and kiss him desperately on the forehead, cheek, lips, though the angle's awkward. "I'm sorry. I'm failing you."
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Date: 2012-05-05 02:16 am (UTC)"You're not," I manage, my voice all croakish and hoarse. I turn over and grab him by the hair with one hand, the other still clutching the bear.
"You're wonderful."
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Date: 2012-05-05 02:32 am (UTC)I smile through tears when I see the bear, and wrap my arms around him. "I don't want you to be upset," I say helplessly into the side of his neck.
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Date: 2012-05-05 02:47 am (UTC)"I can't help it," I choke out into his hair, gripping at him. "It's not your fault though..."
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Date: 2012-05-05 03:03 am (UTC)This is why desire is wrong. Why need is wrong. It never works out right.
I'm not about to argue that point about it being my fault, and I don't really want to hear about how much he hates life with me. I know he loves me, and I don't blame him for it. I'm not helping him enough, not helping him find his purpose, a reason to get up every morning. It must be incredibly hard for him right now, when he thought everything was over but he still has to continue, has to find a reason to live.
But I need to hear it, in case there's any chance I can help him. "Tell me," I say softly. "Tell me everything. Maybe I can't help, but at least I can listen."
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Date: 2012-05-05 03:30 am (UTC)I don't want to talk about it. I just... I just want to feel better. And Eiji makes me feel better.
He makes me feel whole and wonderful and safe.
"It's nothing." I lie, with a smile on my lips even. I lean in and kiss him, parting his lips and exploring deeply.
Please, Eiji. Just make me feel good. Show me I'm loved and safe.
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Date: 2012-05-05 03:57 am (UTC)Except. Except he can't even talk to me. I'm useless.
I'm not always very smart. There are things I don't know. Things I don't get, though everyone else around me seems to. But I'd have to be a complete moron to not realise he's lying.
He leans in to kiss me, and after a startled pause I kiss him back. At least I can do this, if this is what he wants. At least I can put how much I love him, how much I'm worried about him, into lips and tongues and fingers.
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Date: 2012-05-05 04:08 am (UTC)I grip at the bear he gave me and then gently set it down on the bedside table, near the lamp, before moving both my hands to Eiji, one still in his hair, the other cupping his cheek.
"You say you love me," I lick my lips, swallowing hard. I look down, at his lips, my own trembling. "Show me."
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Date: 2012-05-05 04:23 am (UTC)He puts the bear down.
I surge forward, hands cradling him, easing him back onto the bed as I kiss him hungrily, desperately. I can't lose him, and if this is the only way to connect, the only way for him to feel loved, then I'll do it to the best of my ability.
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