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Shisui was at home, sitting on a window sill, leaning against the window and listening to the rain. He was scrolling through his phone for tattoo inspiration. He didn't want to go out today, but he didn't want to stay in either. A small part of him wanted to be left alone, and an even bigger part wanted to be pestered. He was conflicted.
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"Let's go home it's late."
Shisui bodyflickered them back to his place and ushered them both in. It was a cold night and he wanted nothing more than to loaf in bed. He tugged his lover's sleeve to get under the covers with him.
"You're staying." He stripped down to his boxers and a t shirt and blissfully slid under the sheets. "Come my love, stay the night with me." He gave him his most doeful come hither eyes and pat the pillow next to him..
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Shisui bolted up in bed, screaming and twisting the bedsheets in a hysterical frenzy. His screams echoed off the walls. Searing pain obliterated his vision. He was bleeding from being struck over and over by.. by fangs. Razor sharp incisions. Venomous fangs were piercing his chest and neck and arms and thighs. His wounds were oozing with poison... he stared wildly around waiting for the massive white snake to strike again.. it was prowling in the dark.. Shisui was shaking but he glanced down at this chest and arms, horrified to see.. no, no fangs sticking out of his skin, no blood and venom, he hugged himself he was fine.. sweat and tears. He wasn't being hunted by the evil white serpent, he wasn't- he wasn't prey..
It felt real. The pain, the wailing screams, the slithering.. the fiendish, hellish glowing eyes.. Shisui couldn't unsee the demonic, hungry stare. He rubbed his eyes feeling the presence of the being close to him still, stopping his breath, a massive scaly pale serpent, stripping him of will and Shisui pushed the blankets away and crawled to his knees.. he sunk down under the bed frame. There was no evil snake here. He crawled around on the ground examining every floorboard, every underside of furniture. Then he crawled under the table, holding a lighter.
Shisui was doubled over his kitchen counter, a hand over his stomach, half standing and curling up against the hard surface. He was in pain. Whether it was physical pain or anxiety driven he couldn't tell anymore but it had been going on for a few weeks, maybe longer. It sometimes came out of the blue, when his thoughts got the best of him. It definitely wasn't something he ate. Or maybe it was but so far today he had only had air.
If he lasts 1 week I will 😂🤣🤣🤣
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Shisui came to with a gasp, anxiety and exhaustion swirling through him. He was at a loss. He sat up and pulled his knees to his chest, gripping the sheets with shaking hands. He couldn't shake the feeling of being watched by eyes that were here but not here. He lay back down and curled up under the blanket.
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Shisui was sitting in his flat, stuffing his face with junk food. He had just come home from a long solo mission and he had the burn scars to prove it. Burns covered 56% of his chest, arms, and back, even extending down his thighs. The burns on his chest and arms were blistered skin and the most painful.
Sure he was in a lot of pain now, but they would heal. And after they healed he would need to go back and it would all be worth it.
He was starving after days of eating the only rations he took with him and scraps he managed to pilfer from complete strangers. He was going to have a big steak breakfast, baked potatoes, gravy, with a bottle of sake. He needed an ice cold shower too, and a blunt. And he needed sleep.
Without physically turning to acknowledge the other, he lifted a bruised hand carrying a glass of cold water to his lips and took a few big gulps, managing not to spill, then he lowered his hand with a thud.
" 'bito. So sad that you missed me this much."
DOES ANYONE CARE THAT I'M GOING TO BE SACRIFICED TO A BLOOD DIETY IN ONE WEEK AND DIE! @hidan-anon HIDAN!
