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yo no ones really been on so im gonna go ahead and drop both joesph and koujaku from the rp. it was a fun few months! i actually picked up a character (soon to be two) over at citta, theyāre benriya-swordsman and soon to be this blog! so jic you wanna check them out or something
as for koujaku im not sure what iāll be doing with him so heāll be inactive until i figure it out lol. so yall can go ahead and unfollow these blogs.
again thanks for the great few months!
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N was not entirely unaccustomed to the kindness of strangers, but he still found that natural compassion to be strange coming from a human. And Koujaku was especially odd. He had not questioned the dragon, nor Nās ability to speak to it. Was this man from Benu or another world? Perhaps his world had creatures like Pokemon too? Orā¦ maybe he really was just concerned enough for Nās well-being that those things didnāt take priority.
N examined Koujaku for a moment longer before prying his gaze away. Meeting Koujakuās eyes was a little unnerving. One was a striking red color, and the other, or lack thereof, was hidden. It brought to Nās foggy mind images of Ghetsis. Had his state of mind been any more delirious, he might have been afraid.
"Thatās unusual, I think, for a humanā¦" he said, pausing to take a few tentative sips of water. "You have my thanks."
He put the cap back onto the bottle and let his head fall back to the mattress below. He brought a hand to his forehead, finding it damp with sweat, and closed his eyes with a shaky sigh. Rest definitely sounded appealing, even more so now that he wasnāt lying on concrete. He couldnāt think of anything else Koujaku could get for him, but he remembered something else.
"Your nameā¦ Can you tell me your name?"
Koujaku was taken aback by N's response. I'm the unusual one? You're one to talk, kid.Ā He was almost tempted to say it, but refrained from doing so. Although, he was curious about that dragon, Reshiram, was it? Was it an allmate? Did they even make allmates that large? His questions would probably be better saved for a different time.
The question pulled Koujaku out of his thoughts. "-Ah! I'm sorry!" How could he have forgotten to introduce himself? "I'm Koujaku." He replied while giving the younger man yet another smile.
"You?"
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hi this is the first time ive been able to get on my laptop for a while so ill do that character thing everyone doin lmfao
lol i kinda got into dmmd as a joke (bc of a bet) back in, november i wanna say? im pretty sure. anyways i really fell in love w/ koujaku bc he kinda reminded me of myself, more like his personality or whatever. wow this is really short but i love koujaku. A+ character tbh. he kinda a tool sometimes but he all good.
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Reshiram doubted that Koujaku would actually try to hurt N; its statement was a true one, but it was said more to give N a sense of security than to serve as a real threat. N glanced in the dragonās direction a last time, locking eyes with it, before his eyelids drooped with exhaustion and he fell limp in Koujakuās arms.
Reshiram bent down to retrieve the tattered messenger bag that had slipped from Nās shoulder when he fell, taking the shoulder strap delicately between its teeth. Their venture into the forest hadnāt been an entirely lost causeā there were a few herbs to show for it. Reshiram could have decided to stand guard, as was its natural inclination, but it knew N wouldnāt rest easy thinking they had failed their task (nor would he be comfortable knowing his dragon was staying out in the open, in cramped space and under the noses of potentially dangerous people). It flew off in search of Zoroark.
N tried to stay awake, on the off chance that Koujaku either dropped him or took him somewhere awful, but slipped in and out of consciousness. He was barely aware of what was happeningā only vaguely registering the feeling of a bed beneath him, the touch of fingers across his foreheadā and only bothered to fully open his eyes again when he heard the stranger addressing him.
He blinked slowly, squinting his eyes as if against some nonexistent bright light as he tried to acquaint himself with the change in surroundings.
"Iā¦ believe soā¦" he answered.
When the water bottle was handed his way, he gave it an almost offended look. Cool down? He felt cold enough alreadyā and he couldnāt stop shivering.
His mind was working much slower than usual, but eventually logic won out. He felt cold, but that was typical of fever. He took the bottle and fumbled with the loosened cap, but stopped abruptly to look at Koujaku with uncertainty.
"ā¦ Why are you being so kind to me?"
"Huh?" The younger man's question confused Koujaku. HeĀ was usually calm and carefree, kind to anyone he met, unless they gave him a reason not to be. "Ahaha....I'm not sure myself, I'm always like this." He replied. "I don't see a reason why I'd treat you any different."
Koujaku studied N's face, was he...mad? He couldn't quite tell. "Ah, well then."Ā The man stood up from the foot of the bed as he continued speaking. "If you'd like me to leave you to rest, I will. You do need it, after all." He simply said, giving N another smile. "Uh, is there anything else you need?"
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N was staring dazedly into thin air, swaying slightly, ready to topple over again when the hand that had been supporting him moved. But the support returned soon enough, and steadily he was lifted into Koujakuās arms.
"Ahā¦"
He clearly didnāt expect the stranger to actually carry him, and wasnāt sure of how to react. The movement was slow enough that it didnāt cause him too much additional nausea, but he tensed in Koujakuās arms upon reflex. He might have protested more if his mind hadnāt been so foggy. He shuddered.
This situation was too vulnerable for his comfort. There was no way for him to trust Koujaku, or any human reallyā¦ Still, Reshiram was obviously at least somewhat trusting of him. Perhaps that trust was just the result of necessity, but N believed the dragon to be a better judge of character than he was. The myths said it followed truth, after all.
He looked at Koujaku for a moment, then up questioningly at Reshiram. The Pokemon gazed back down at the pair, calm and apparently approving, before it uttered a low growl, flashing rows of fangs before closing its jaws again.
āāNo, but know that if you hurt him, you will answer to meāā¦ā N murmured. āThat is what it told you just now.ā N abhorred violence, but knowing that he had Reshiramās protection was always a comfort. He relaxed a little in Koujakuās arms. āIāmā¦ very tired.ā
Koujaku looked up at Reshiram and gave it a nervous smile. "...Ahah, very well." Of course the man had absolutely no intentions of hurting N, but the thought of slipping up and angering the dragon made him somewhat anxious. He gave it a nod and turned to face the house.
Trying to ignore Reshiram's intense stares, he continued his way back into the house with the younger man in his arms. Koujaku looked down at N, was the kid asleep again? That fast? He was unsure. Remembering of the spare room he had on the second floor, he made his way upstairs slowly.
The man rested N down on the unused bed, he decided not to cover him, the kid was already burning up enough as it was. He pushed N's hair from his face before leaving the room and returning back downstairs, there had to be something he could find to help with his fever.
Koujaku rummaged through the cabinets in the kitchen. Unable to find anything suitable for N's ailment, he let out an exasperated sigh. As he checked the fridge, a few bottles of water had caught his attention. He quickly grabbed two, along with a kitchen rag he'd found in one of the drawers, and returned back to the room which the younger man was in.
He set one of the bottles and the rag down on the nightstand besides the bed. "Yo, you still there?" He asked as he helped N sit up slightly. "I wasn't able to find much, but here," Koujaku cracked open the bottled water and handed it over. "You should at least drink this, see if you cool down a bit."
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N disliked being touched, but he was too tired to protest, only able to flinch slightly at the feeling of Koujakuās hand on his back. Still, that hand was there to steady him, he realized, and the words were ones of concern. This person wasnāt trying to hurt him.
The housing districtā¦ N tried to look around, but had to close his eyes when he was struck by a wave of dizziness. How had he gotten here? The last thing he could remember was being in the forest. He must have lost consciousness when Reshiramā
"Reshiramā¦" he mumbled as he opened his eyes. Koujakuās question went unheard. "Where is Reshiram?"
There was a panicked edge to his voice, but he calmed when said dragon moved forward and craned its neck so that its face was in his line of vision. It made a few soft crooning noises, reiterating to N the question Koujaku had asked before.
Can you walk?
N winced. The thought alone made him nauseous. āIā¦ donāt know. I donāt want toā¦ā All he really wanted to do was continue laying there, even if his logic, buried under the haze of the fever, told him that wasnāt the best idea.
Letting out a chuckle, the man replied. "S'that so? Well I'm not leaving you out here, c'mon."
Koujaku scooped N up carefully into his arms and slowly stood up, N was a bit smaller than him, so carrying him wasn't a problem. About to make his way back into his house, he stopped."Uh, your.....friend....doesn't have a problem with me taking you, right?" He asked as his eyes trailed up the enormous creature. The last thing Koujaku needed right now was a pissed off 10-foot-tall dragon, so it was probably best to make sure.
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His face was flushed and his skin hot to the touch. Initially, there was no response, save for a quiet whimperā but the hand on his forehead, a contrasting temperature, was finally enough to wake him.
His eyes opened halfway, just enough to catch a bleary image of something dark looming over him, something with red eyes.
He cringed with a sharp gasp, recoiling as if he expected Koujaku to strike him. His eyes were wide with fear, but they darted about wildly, glassy and unfocused. Delirious with fever, he was having trouble making sense of what he was seeing.
With effort, he tried to pull himself upright, but only managing to prop himself up awkwardly on his side. His head spun.
"Wh-whereā¦ is thisā¦?"
Upon seeing N's initial reaction, Koujaku drew his hand back almost immediately. "Y-Yo, I'm sorry...I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked anxiously.
"Careful." Koujaku gently placed a hand on his back, helping the younger man sit up as he replied. "Ah, you're in one of the housing districts here in Benu. Don't worry, you should be safe now." I think...Ā "I'm pretty sure laying out here in the cold ain't gonna help you. Do y'think you can walk?"
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Despite this being the downtown area, it was worryingly barren. The only one Reshiram had caught sight ofā a man standing out on one of the balconiesā had disappeared back into his house upon realizing the dragonās presence.
Reshiram lowered its head and crooned softly, nipping at Nās white shirt in an attempt at waking him, to no avail. The man only groaned a little and continued to shiver. There were obvious reasons as to why Reshiram tended to stay in the forest rather than coming into the town; it knew well enough that most people wouldnāt react positively to a 10-foot-tall dragon arriving at their doors carrying an unconscious boy in its jaws.
It was about to try some other course of action, but noticed as it glanced up that the man from the balcony had returned. Reshiram rose its head and watched Koujaku carefully as he made his approach.
After a few moments of intense staring, it inclined its head slightly, as if in a bowā a greeting. Despite all of the power it held, Reshiram was still incapable of using human language. It would have to communicate its concerns in some other way.
Its gaze fell back down to N. It lowered itself again and nudged N with its snout, gently, but with enough force to push him just a bit closer to Koujaku. With that, Reshiram took a step back and looked at Koujaku expectantly.
Koujaku let out a small sigh of relief as the dragon greeted him, at least he think it did? It wasn't attacking him, so that was a good enough sign.Ā He slowly raised his hand as if greeting it back and took a few more steps closer.
He watched the dragon carefully as it nudged the boy closer to him. Koujaku examined the younger man from afar, to be frank, he looked like shit. He couldn't help but to wonder what had happened to him. Could it have been the plague which was sweeping over the village? The man looked back up at the dragon who was staring at him with eager eyes.Ā
It was impossible to turn his back now, it's not like he could've just left that poor kid there, right? Kou let out another soft sight as he finally approached the boy laying on the cold ground.
The man knelt down by his side as he gently placed a hand on the boy's forehead. "Sheesh..." He faintly muttered. "Yo...You awake?" Koujaku asked in a gentle voice, hoping for an answer.
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It was rare for N to wake up feeling as fatigued and sluggish as he did, but he didnāt think much of it. Despite the slight dizziness that started once he sat up, it was nothing too strong as to keep him from making his usual wandering rounds about Benu. He had gotten sick plenty of times on his treks back home on account of a weaker immune system, so he decided it was nothing he couldnāt just ignore. It would pass soon enough.
As Zoroark and Reshiram went off to hunt, he made his way to the farm on the other edge of town, people-watching all the while. A few mentions of sick family members and dying crops met his ears, and as he got to the farmlands, he found that even the livestock were discussing similar things.
"And sheās fallen ill as well?" he asked one of the dairy cows, upon realizing that their numbers had dwindled since his last visit.
āYes. Itās a terrible shameā¦ Our people seem to be doing all they can, but they donāt know whatās plaguing herā¦ None of us do.ā
N reached over the fence to consolingly pat her head. āIām sorry, my friendā¦ Perhaps thereās something I can do to help? I canāt sit idly by when a friend is suffering.ā
āOh, noā Your good wishes are enough. I donāt know of anything else you could do. If our people canāt do anythingāā
"They donāt go into the forests, though, do they? Theyāre afraid to go too far. Iāve been reading about the plants that grow here. There are some that lessen symptoms of illness, yes? The probability of me being able to find them is small, butā¦"
āI donāt know, N, dear, thatāsāā
"Am I wrong?"
It was as good a plan as any, he thought. The forest was vast; maybe he wouldnāt be able to find anything that would be of actual use, but it was better than doing nothing. He promptly left for the forest, disregarding the building nausea in his stomach as simple nervousness, and called for Reshiram.
Once they had landed in the depths of the forest, his symptoms only worsened. His steps gradually became clumsier, and some of the plants he chose to collect slipped from his fingers before he could put them into his bag. His mind made the connections: he was sick, more so than he had previously thought, likely sick with the same strain that was affecting most of Benu.
"Reshiramā" he began to call, considering asking the dragon if they should change their plans. But the act of turning sent a wave of dizziness through him, and he would have collapsed if Reshiram hadnāt leaned down to support him. He clutched the Pokemonās feathers with one hand to steady himself as he fought back the urge to vomit.
"Reshiram, Iā¦ I feel sickā¦ I donāt think I canāā¦"
His voice was painful, close to a childish whine; Reshiram regretted not having forced him to turn back sooner. It was the dragonās duty to protect its hero, but it wasnāt exactly well-versed in medicine. With a growl, it pulled N onto its back and took again to the air.
Back home, there would have been Pokemon in the wild that could help them, Pokemon like Audino that could cure ailments. But here, it seemed the only choice was to return to town and seek human aid.
Reshiram made its landing downtown, taking care not to damage any of the buildings. N slid from its back, his grip too weak to hold himself upright any longer. He tumbled to the ground, where he curled into a pitiful ball, his body wracked by shivers.
Reshiram hovered over him, poised to protect, but its eyes began to search the surrounding houses. This was a residential center; surely there was someone nearby that could offer them help.
Leaning on the railing of his balcony, Koujaku watched the lonely town. People weren't out as often as they used to, due to some kind of plague he overheard a few of the merchants talking about days prior. Luckily for him, he hadn't felt much different than he had before, and he hoped it would stay that way until it all passed. But of course, there were no guarantees. The man sighed before taking a drag from his cigarette. Everything felt so, gloomy.
These past few days had gone by so slow, mostly because there was nothing to do. Everyone was locked up in their houses, so there wasn't a reason to go out and wander about the town. Plus, he didn't want to become ill just like the majority of the town had, so maybe staying in his own home was for the best.
Letting out a yawn, Koujaku decided he'd head back to bed. The man took one final drag from his cigarette and-
"What the hell?"Ā
Something peculiar had grabbed his attention, was that....was that a, dragon?Ā He watched closely as a young man tumbled off its back. Kou looked on for a few moments more before he put out his cigarette in the ashtray which was resting on the railing.
Koujaku disappeared into his house, slid on his shoes and went downstairs. He exited through the front door quietly, he was unsure of the dragons nature. It wasn't tryin' to burn up or destroy the village so, it must be ok, right?
He slowly walked towards the younger man and his dragon before coming to a complete stop. Once he got a better view, Kou noticed the young name was just, laying there. Was he dead? He was too far to tell for sure. The white dragon looked as if it was protecting him, so maybe it wasn't a good idea to get any closer, he didn't want to alarm it or anything.
Koujaku was unsure of what was actually happening, so he just stood there, looking at the two in confusion.
hello everyone!
i was on hiatus for a few weeks due to personal issues but since things have been cleared up for the most part, i decided to finally come back! \o
iirc i did owe a few replies to some, i think. iāll try to get those out as soon as i can. and since i dont wanna make a second post on my second blog, same goes for benishiguree!Ā
ah and theres a few new faces i see followed me since i left, so i look forward to interacting with you guys! c;
i guess ill write one of these little things since i dont think i ever did
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"Hey," Caesar called out to the other man. He didnāt know what else to say. At a loss for words, he snapped his fingers, and bubbles appeared. "Wanna see a magic trick?"
"Ah!" Koujaku wasn't expecting that. Bubbles? He smiled "Sure, I don't see why not." Kou watched the man, awaiting his next move.
first and last impressions
Koujaku was Koujaku.
That much was for certain.
Yet when the other had tried to worm his way free of Aobaās grasp, he felt irritated. The Koujaku he adored was so much more feral, completely lost in his senses, only clinging onto Aoba ā merely because he had no one, nothing else to cling to. Or maybe there was more to it than that, but he didnāt care to understand about the whyās behind what he did. Gradually, his grip loosened as he took in what was asked. How should he answer this, he thought ā surely there were several ways?
āWhat happened to me? I wonder more about what happened toĀ you.ā
In this place, it was a shame he couldnāt just re-break him. Still, he could make due with this version, maybe. Though the Koujaku before him now was much more suited for the other Aoba ā or the original, whichever way one wanted to spin it. That very notion caused him to breathe a long sigh, though not before giving his childhood friend one more squeeze to his arm prior to fully pulling away.Ā
āHmmā¦Koujaku?ā
āWhat do you mean? Iām still Aoba.ā
Koujaku looked at Aoba with an eyebrow raised. "What happened to me?" He asked, confused. What the hell was going on? "Nothing...? I've always been like this. But you..." He drifted off. Kou gazed into Aoba's eyes as if searching for answers. Unknowingly, he reached out, fingertips lightly brushing Aoba's cheek.
Part of him wanted to believe he was Aoba, he really did. Koujaku wanted to give him a big hug and tell him he was glad to see him, that he was alright, but he couldn't. Not until he was for certain.
He wasn't sure what to think.
"You just look so....different." He paused "Why?"
āā± He couldnāt remember the last time he was so nervous about saying something to someone. It probably happened when he was a child, or maybe it never even happened. Due his circumstances, he was more of a very quiet and obedient child than anything else. But this time, the one he was talking to couldnāt do anything evil to him, could he?
And yet, the words directed to him only made Sei open a big smile.
"Really?! Thatās the first time someone told me that!" Even because barely no one knew about his secret, and if they knew, like Toue, they thought Aoba was dead. There were a few features of his that were similar to his twinās. They had somehow the same face, though Seiās features were a bit more gentle. They also used to have sensations in their hair, as they were born connected by it, but Sei didnāt exactly know if Aoba still had it. Only if he could meet himā¦ "Could youā¦ tell me a bit more about Aoba?"
Seeing Sei's joyful smile as he excitedly replied made Koujaku happy. "More about Aoba eh?" He asked. The man thought to himself, what should he tell him first? Aoba's quite the character, so there was plenty to go on about.
"Y'know, he's really calm and caring. Ever since we were young he's always been tryin' to keep the peace." He started off. "There's even been a few times where he's had to drag me out of brawls, eheh." Koujaku let out a soft chuckle, remembering the time Aoba had scolded him for starting a fight with that one brat, Noiz right?
"He's always lookin' out for others." Koujaku continued, letting out a soft sigh. The man hadn't realized how much he'd missed Aoba until now. Kou looked at Sei.
"You remind me a bit of him for some reason, y'know." He said, Koujaku was unsure why he felt as such, but he did. There was just something about the two. "Guess that's why I had no problem believing you're his brother."
āā± Oh, since they were children? Thatās indeed a long time. Children, huh. A weak smile appeared on his features, remembering his own childhood. It wasnāt one of the best. In fact, it was quiteā¦ traumatic. But to know Aoba had someone as Koujaku with him during his childhood made Seiās heart beat faster.
"Ahā¦" How should he say itā¦ No, should he say it? The truth behind himself. You see, they werenāt in Midorijima anymore, so maybeā¦ Maybe itās fine, isnāt it? "Iāve known him sinceā¦ Since we were born. Aoba doesnāt remember that. Itās understandable, someā¦ things happened back then. Would you believe me if I said Iām his twin brother?"
.....?
Sei's claim took Koujaku aback. Twin brother? Aoba had a brother? This was the first he'd heard of it. He studied the boy's features a second time. This time, however, Koujaku did notice some very slight similarities between the two.
"Brother?...S'that so..."
The man had no reason not to believe Sei, what would he gain from lying about something like this? Plus, the kid seemed pretty down to earth.
He gave Sei another gentle smile. "Well you both look somewhat alike, I guess. I don't see any reason not to believe you...." He said, drifting off. Koujaku wanted to know more about Sei's and Aoba's relation, but felt as if he'd be prying if he asked.
āā±Ā His dark eyes widened a bit when he noticed Koujaku calling him out. It appears Sei spaced out for a momentā It happens sometimes whenever he starts thinking of his twin brother (which was often, actually). Sei let out a sigh and showed a gentle smile to the other.
"I apologize. I tend to do that whenever I think of Aoba." He giggled a bit. "You said you were good friends with him, right? How long have you known him?" Only if he could know more and more about his brotherās life and how he livesā¦Ā
Koujaku felt a wave of relief upon seeing the boy's smile again. "How long have I known him?" He repeated Sei's question, as if pondering to himself. "I've known him since we were children." He said as he let out a light chuckle. It really has been that long, hasn't it?
"How about you?- How do you know Aoba, I mean." Koujaku didn't recall seeing Sei's face around the Old Resident District, so he couldn't help but to wonder how the two knew each other.
