Earn Your Keep

Indie RP Blog for 'Eri's Caretaker' Kizo Komori aka Steve. ICON BY MINUTEHANDSWORD AKA NIKKOLEON

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        👹☲ Uta hummed to himself, nodding the the male, ❝Ah Setsuno-san. He came by a while ago before you. Threatened me with a knife, but he was here to make sure I didn’t hurt you. He seems like a good friend.❞ Uta commented while noticing the male’s demeanor change. Adjusting himself when he was released he eyed him up and down, enjoying the joke as it seemed Kizo caught on and was playing along with it. 

        ❝Not really Kizo-kun. I have a lot of other potential suitors. Being a princess is hard work. It was great getting to know what love is like.❞ Nodding to his shrug while he watched the other turned on his heel and walked a bit away from him, only to pause and look over his shoulder. He spoke again, his voice never changing as he nodded. ❝Yeah. At least from here. I’ll see you back at my place. I trust you know how to break into my apartment by now?❞ Eyebrow raising as he while watching him curiously.

                God, he was grinning, until he realized what Uta said about Setsuno that was. Returning to Uta, he would have a new change, a playful ‘evil’ grin. “Yanno what, i’m makin’ a change. Changin’ up this ‘street rat’ role I picked, ta ‘bad guy that kidnaps th’ princess’. Whaddya think ‘bout that?” Giving him a cheeky look, he was suddenly Throwing Uta over his shoulder with a slight heft.                 “This princess is miiiine now.” He hummed, rubbing his hand over Uta’s thighs which he was SURE still hurt from barbed wire and bite marks, after all he had been making a point of trying to leave painful reminders for Uta in his absence. Upstairs he carried his pretty ghoul princess, they wouldn’t be there long enough to have to worry about any locking up he was sure.                 Sitting down on the couch, he set the ghoul right in his lap. “There we go, I’ll kidnap ya somewhere nicer soon, this works fer now though. Ya said fuckin’ Setsuno threatened ya not ta hurt me? Thaaaa’s pretty funny. I love th’ guy, tryin’a look out fer me. I tend ta get hurt easy.” He snorted, reaching up to fix Uta’s now messy bangs.

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        👹☲ Uta smiled with his eyes, seeing as Kizo finally began relaxing and was even leaning against his hand while he had his face cupped. Thumb gently rubbing over his features while he could. Sclera eyes watched Kizo as he seemed like he was finally over the sweating part of his nervousness. He let out a soft hum when he saw the dopey smile he had grown accustomed to over the weeks they had been together, months? He just felt Kizo was already around him so often that the days were just one big blur at a time. Feeling the squeeze of his elbow his gaze momentarily went to the contact before the kiss was stolen from him and he gave him a small frown.

        He was getting ballsy after the confessional and the ghoulish male sighed ❝I’ve been told by many they find my company relaxing since i’m very calm most of the time. I’m pretty patient with everyone Kizo-kun. You just probably never met anyone who had any.❞ A soft tease to the other male while feeling himself being taking by the waist and pulled toward him. Relaxing into his arms while shifting his gaze up at him, listening to the others words before speaking to him. ❝Oh good. Then get lost.❞ His face static with indifference as his voice portrayed not hint of a joke even though it was.

                His brows hiked up as he listened on still. “Probably true. Ain’t knowin’ too many with patience, ‘side from maybe Setsuno.” And then came that joke. Despite how harshly someone might take that, he knew Uta enough at this point luckily to know it was a joke. Though that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to play along with it. Head canting, a playful pout found his face as he suddenly released him, but made sure Uta wasn’t leaning too much into him as he did so.                 “Oh? Already? Would’a figured ya’d gimme maybe a day ‘fore ya threw that at me.” Shrugging, he shoved his hands within his pockets and spun on his heel, strolling away from Uta a couple feet as he broke contact. Though he would pause, looking over his shoulder at Uta with a grin. “Guess I’s time fa me ta get lost, yeah?”

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        👹☲ ❝A different special. Like a fondness?❞ He questioned, he knew what Kizo mean, but he was playing koy. He had said it was a fling and Uta was treating it as such. It wasn’t his job to fall in love and tell the other he wanted something more when the rules were clearly laid out for him. He himself wasn’t looking for anything either, he was just having fun with something was was interesting to him. He kept listening, face as static as ever with indifference, listing as Kizo tripped over his words and tried to find the right ones to even say. He waited patiently, never once getting annoyed or huffing, he waited like a good ghoul child. He sweating came from Kizo, feeling the hand he held squeeze his own and get sweaty, yet he kept his grip like it was, loose and casual compared to the others. 

        The words left his lips and Uta wasn’t half surprised, he figured that the other was falling for him the moment he began giving him cute names before princess. His free hand removing the others hand from his face as he lifted it up to face him. Pushing aside some sweat covered locks as delicately painted fingers danced around his jaw to cup it. ❝I figured it was the case the more my name went from chan to tan. I was just waiting for you to end it or to want more. I knew you had more problems than I did so me wanting something from someone highly damaged wasn’t a good thing. You never seem to fail to entertain me though, I never thought you would be this sentimental. I figured you were more of a causal love.❞

        Uta leaned in, kissing him softly as he let his thumb run over his cheek. Making it short as he continued to speak ❝I can’t tell you that i am in the same alignment as you are. But you are winning me over very well Kizo-kun. We don’t have to stop doing what we already are and we don’t have to move forward anymore. It’s okay to stay put for a while, I’m not in a rush to make you change for selfish reasons. You need to change when you want to change. Sometimes I think you forget just how patient I am.❞

                All of Uta’s words had him relaxing more and more every moment that passed, until he finally found himself content to lean against those fingers that cupped his jaw. The kiss was taken gratefully, as tired eyes kept locked on Uta’s face, making sure to take everything in.                 So he was winning him over? That sounded... Nice. And he didn’t want to change anything, nothing would be different, and he was free to pursue it if he wanted? It almost sounded too good to be true, but Kizo was smiling all over again. A cheesy, dopey smile that showed just how stupidly head over heels he was, like a lovesick puppy.                 Hand lifting, he would lightly squeeze Uta’s elbow before leaning in to steal another light kiss himself, sighing into it to show he was relaxing again. “Alright, alright. I think I get it... See, this is what makes ya special. Yer patient with me, jus’ like ya said. No ones ever been patient with me with stuff like this, yanno? Honestly... I’s jus’... I’s never been so simple...”                 Humming out a sigh, his hands would lower to take Uta by the waist, before slipping around him into a soft embrace. “I ain’t lettin’ go’a you till ya tell me ta get lost...”

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        👹☲ Uta waited patiently, the silence never bugging him as he watched his fingers trace along the tattoos and scars that were permanent and semi permanent alike. Sclera eyes watched as he bit his lower lip and tried to figure out what he was going to say. Seeing the other fidget and get flustered over what to say to him was amusing. Uta was entertained about him and never bored, Kizo was always so expressive and quite an open book to people like Uta. Ears perked up at the sigh, eyes scanning his face briefly and feeling his hair being tucked behind his ear. Listening to his words as he fiddled with their hand absentmindedly.

        ❝I do.❞ He replied to the question on wanting to know everything, though tilting his head slightly at the term special. ❝Special? I’m quite average.❞ Replying as he still wasn’t sure why he kept saying he was special. But he continued to keep listening, watching as he removed one hand to rub his neck in nervousness. ❝I see. I don’t see how you still feel unworthy if  I am willingly sleeping with you. But it’s not my place to decided these things for you. I also won’t force you to say anything else. I was merely just curious as to why you call me princess. I don’t mind at all, I’ve just never heard someone say it to me before.”❞

                “Uta-chan, I’s a different kind’a special okay i’s... I’s just.” He flapped his hand, trying to find a way to say it. He was getting nervous, but he wanted to just get it out into the air and over with. “I call ya all the things I do, includin’ princess ‘cause I... I yanno... I uh...” He was starting to get anxious enough that he was breaking out in a sweat, fingers curling tighter around that hand that he held oh so tightly within his own.                 Just get it out, if he’s not interested, then it won’t matter anyways.                 “ ‘Cause I’m fallin’ for ya... I -- ... I think I love ya Uta -- No, I know I love ya, an i’s drivin’ me nuts ‘cause thinkin’ of settlin’ down or gettin’ involved scares th’ piss outta me but you -- Ya make me so damn happy, ya make my stomach twist inta knots an my heart beat fast -- I mean, fuck, I care about ya enough that you could say ya never wanted ta fuck again an i’d still come ‘round just fer ya company. I... I love ya, Uta.”                 Kizo’s head would drop, hanging as his hand came to hide away his face. He was mortified, saying those words. It could mean the end of something he found that he actually enjoyed, but damn if he wouldn’t at least get it out. He was ready for the worst, however.

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        👹☲ Uta let an amused chuckle leave his lips as he nodded, ❝Business is business and if he wants good quality he will have to pay. But I do, just like everyone else I come across.❞  He felt the others give come too easily as he felt the other kiss right back before lacing their fingers together. Eyeing his hand that was intertwined with his own, slightly questioning the gesture to himself before looking up to meet the others gaze. Only glancing down briefly at the feeling of the others fingers on his wrist. ❝Dainty?….i guess i come off as such…But I figured I was acting like any normal human would Kizo-kun.❞

         Uta hummed softly slightly squeezing his hand before speaking, ❝If you see it like that you are only going to put more distance between us. I’m nothing special Kizo-kun just like you aren’t anything lower. Society is just one big charade and everyone plays a role they were given or chose for themselves. It makes life more fun, but others it makes it miserable. We aren’t as different as you claim.❞

                Bobbing his head along to Uta’s words, he took it all in in silence for a moment as he traced his fingers still against all of those markings he’d left. Gnawing at his lower lip, he’d have to decide just what he was willing to say here, what with the mix of emotions lately... Finally, Kizo let out a long sigh, looking up to tuck Uta’s hair behind his ear. “Look... Ya wanna know the rest’a the reason...? I’s ‘cause despite what ya say, ya are special...”                 Leaning slightly, his hand pulled from that wrist finally, coming to rub against the back of his his own neck anxiouly. “Yer special ta me. It ain’t a distance, as much as I don’t feel worthy’a it still... I’s.... I’s me findin’ an easy way ta tell ya that ya mean a lot more ta me than I’m really willin’ ta say, I guess... Or able ta fine th’ words ta say...”

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        👹☲ Uta watched as Kizo seemed off put by the comment, but he enjoyed the reaction none the less, even though his face expressed nothing but indifference. ❝I know. I just wanted to see what you would say if it was true. I’m just slightly use to the sexual overtone you give things when you come over. Either way your boss is a customer more than anything he isn’t geting discounts because of us. Our relationships is separate and off business hours.❞ Feeling his hands move with Kizo’s as he kissed them, moving one hand to softly pull him in for a kiss. ❝You keep calling me princess, why?❞

                    Kizo snorted, rolling his eyes at the reasoning. “Yeah yeahhhh, you just like ta get a rise outta me. But I’ll be sure th’boss knows.” Leaning into that kiss too eagerly again, Kizo laced his fingers through Uta’s, holding that delicate hand tight within his own, as the other rose to trace obvious scabbing from some of their earlier adventures on Uta’s wrist. “Mmm... ‘Caaauuuse ya beautiful, an fuckin’ dainty, an th’ way ya act sometimes -- Ya remind me of a princess, so i’s fittin’. Especially since my dumb ass likes ta try an spoil ya.”                     Snickering to himself, he shook his head, mumbling low between them. “A princess bangin’ a street rat, tha’s what our bit is. Hardly deserve ya attention, but somehow ya give it anyway.”

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        👹☲ Uta nodded, it was his place, ❝It is, but the business I have with your boss wouldn’t be so great afterwards. Unless he isn’t the caring kind of what happens with his subordinates in their love lives. Still…❞ Being cut off by the kiss as he sighed as he pulled away from him. ❝I get you are infatuated Kizo-kun but please try to restrain yourself in public. As thrilling as public sex sounds, it wont happen today.❞

                    Kizo almost guffawed at Uta’s words, slapping his hand over his mouth as the titters escaped him with too much ease. “Jeeeesus, Princess. Ya really gonna hit me hard on that already? I was jus’ kissin’ on ya, I wasn’t gonna start noooothin’. I swear! An -- Well, yeah, he doesn’t give two shits... Ya’d still be useful ta him, an if I raised a stink, I’d probably go splat so. Wouldn’t matter much.” He snuffed with a pout, instead opting to take Uta’s hands, lightly pressing his lips to the other’s knuckles. There, he wasn’t being frisky, leave him be.

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Mimic comes waddling out to the garage soon enough-- his breathing is still hoarse and he's somewhat sluggish from oxygen deprivation, but he's semi-functioning as he teeters up and holds his keys out to the other Yakuza. "HHH...H.... HERE..."

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Jesus, Mimic looked like a damn mess. Kizo bent to swipe those keys before moving to the passenger’s side, which he pulled open for the other easily. “So, you goin’ like that? I mean, whatevers comfy for ya, yanno? Ya just seem a li’l, yanno.” Noting the poor guy kind of wheezy and groggy about it all. When he was in, Kizo would shut the door and swing around to the other side before slipping in.He’d treat this car like a god damn baby, minding it carefully as he got in, buckled up and adjusted the mirrors. Once the engine revved to life, he would pause to give Mimic a long look from his seat. “You sure yer good ta be goin’ out? Last chance ta change ya mind before we hit th’ road.”Just to be safe, he cracked the windows, good way to get some air in there.

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Jeez Tou-chan...

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I’LL BE OUT…. IN A MOMENT. DO YOU WANT TO DRIVE MY CAR?

Sure, sure! My girls got a few dings in ‘er anyways. Got in a gun fight real recent, so she’s gettin’ a uh -- Facelift. Buffin’ out some’a those holes. I’ll see ya there.

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  You remind me of Oshino Meme Bakemonogatari

its like dabi and shaggy fused, fuck go back.

kizo n dabi fusion

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OKKAAAYYY,,,, I NEED A MOMENT I’M ON THE TILE RIGHT NOW.

Lemme know if ya need any help? You okay,man?

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You remind me of Oshino Meme Bakemonogatari

I can see that.

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just so you know i read "fer starts" as "yer farts" and had to read it over a few times before i figured it out

// IM CRYING

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WHY WHY WHY THOUGH!!!!!!!! WHYWOULDYOUGOONADATEWITHME?

ME ME ME!!!! ?

I???? ME??? ME ME ME???!!!!!!

LET’S GO OUT!!! I NEED THE AIR!! CAN’TBREATHE

Keep it together man, ya got this. I wanna take ya on a date ‘cos I like ya, fer starts.  Yer charmin’ too, when ya ain’t freakin’.Yer kinda scary in ya own right, but yer also a looker. Soooo, looks? check. personality? check. Le’s get ya some fresh air bud, an we’ll have some fun, a’ight?’