白銀江詩

Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane & Kuro. Ind + sel. 18+ [low activity] est. Oct 9th 2017 [banner by @bladechosen] ✏ by Heka

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【白】Whenever Keith smiled like that, it drew him in. He couldn’t feel his cheeks, didn’t know how high his brow rose, felt only the oozing, sickly warm love gushing out of every pore. So effortless and abundant that it hurt.

　It hurt, that he’d be gone.

　Keith’s fingertips left scalding marks on Shiro’s arm, reminding the rest of his body how cold it was without his touch. His entire being yearned to chase it, a moth after candle light, a single-poled magnet underneath his rib-cage. 

　He should’ve been laughing at the man’s joke. Instead, he looked at him like was an epiphany. Like he was the love of his life about to slip from his grasp.

　His hand shot out, found that of the other, smaller, easily cradled in his. It clung on, lovingly so, with no intention of retreat. Don’t go.

　If it’s without you, I don’t want it.

　There was no shame, no doubt in his gaze. Only the sheepishness of bared feelings. He held on with a grip slowly growing unsteady, small tremors climbing up the joints. His soul laid bare in the space between their palms.

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【白】Shiro’s team

【黒】Kuro’s team

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NICKNAME: Heka STAR SIGN: leo HEIGHT: 180cm CURRENT TIME: 8:29PM FAVE MUSIC ARTIST: Taeko Ohnuki

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//you said we should continue the dad verse and I got an idea so…. 

“I wish my uncle was here,” Ryota mutters. Although happy to spend time with Aiko and Shiro, he’d much rather be with his uncle. “He’s been acting weird… Weirder than normal. He’s been really busy. Sleeping at his desk and everything.” 

Suddenly losing interest in his coloring book, he pushes his paper and the crayons aside. Resting his hands on his chin, he emits a heavy sigh. “I wish he’d take a break today. What kind of weirdo doesn’t take a break on his birthday?”

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【蕾】 Both Shiro's and his daughter's faces twisted in concern. For Aiko, it was a sympathetic glance, lifted from the book in her hands. For her father, it was a look aiming to appear as such, concealing the insight he had on the matter as an adult - and it was possible, as someone involved. His gut twisted as the recent events surfaced in his mind, but he was quick to shove them away in favor of regarding the boy. It would never come between him and the children.

" He must be going through a lot of work, " he said, easily slipping into a fatherly tone. " And he will get through it, he always does. It's our job to cheer him on. And, Ryota, you'll never be left alone, no matter what, so don't worry. "

Shiro smiled. " With uncle and obachan-Shiro you're always welcome. " It was then his daughter's turn to smile, both amused and pleased with his speech. There was a crafty glint to her eyed as she asked, " That means Ryota can come to our summer place, right? "

It was Shiro's mother's family house in Hokkaido, currenly accommondating her sister. The small family gathered there every summer, this one posing no exception. How fast time had flown...

Shiro looked torn between two. " It's all the way in Hokkaido, and already next week. It might be a little tactless to invite him on such short notice. "

" It's still Japan, " the girl insisted. " And can't Matt come along as well? "

" He must be very busy, " Shiro replied in a patient tone, but with a hint of it growing rather thin. Aiko understood, and her face fell into a pout. The man eyes the two children, and slowly, his resolve begun to melt. He should at least try to fulfill their wishes, shouldn't he? Childhood was fleeting, after all...

" Alright then, " he said in defeat. " I'll call him and ask for permission. Of course you're welcome with us, Ryota, but it's up to your father. "

Outside of the room, Shiro pulled out his mobile and scrolled through the contacts. Things had been a little awkward in the past weeks. He'd gone on a few dates with a woman from his father's company, much to the man's delight, and vastly to reach that effect. She was nice and sweet, yes, but Shiro still found himself in something akin to a romantic cross-road. His heart wasn't set - but he rationalized, that he must've imagined having something with Matt out of sheer loneliness. This was how things were supposed to go, wasn't it?

" Hello, Matt? Hey. Ryota is still here, he's well and ate dinner with us. I wanted to ask, if it could be possible for him to travel to Hokkaido with us next week? Him and Aiko seem very exited about the idea, and I figured I shouldn't turn them down just like that. I think they'd enjoy it, the house has a yard and all. "

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【白】“ Then how about you go and actively pursue for something to do? “

His gaze returned to the hololog in his grasp, but soon an idea struck him. Now, he tried to sound less repelling.

“ Normally I wouldn’t want to reward this sort of behavior, but I actually might just have the task for you. There is someone who is very interested in uh, people like me - which you are. Someone related to Keith. So you might want to go, and entertain her. “ He left it unsaid, for the sake of persuading, that both of them were also rather apt to push their noses into his business.

“Why do you think I’m here? You think I haven’t tried? That’s how I know this place is boring, which is ridiculous. It’s a huge castle, for God’s sake, and yet somehow it’s dull. Kuro stared at the wall deadpanned. “There are literally worse things I could be doing right now and yet, you act like this is so terrible,” he muttered. The entity cocked a brow, though, listening to Shiro’s suggestion. “So… basically you’re trying to get rid of me by using me in your place with this person. That’s cold.” Kuro looked over his shoulder. “Keith found a family member, huh?”

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【白】 The snide comments made Shiro's jaw tighten in an effort not to let some slip on his account. He inhaled loudly, and let his chest inflate in a deep exhale. Patience, he told himself. Patience is everything.

" Well, " he began, " since your standards in entertainment are so high, I don't think I can help you. But, I tried. "

Then, at the mention of Keith's family ( as well as at the excessive closeness of the other man ) he almost choked on his own spit. He brought a up a fist to cover his coughs, as well as to create more space between them. " Will you stop that? " he snapped. Then, he sighed, realizing he'd gone ahead of himself. There was no proof that Kuro knew about Krolia or Véra, and he was keen on keeping the former a secret. Keith's sister, on the other hand...

" Well, yes. But I'm only telling you, because you seem to more or less be here to stay, " he lied. Well, partly. " Keith has a sister... or, half-sister, if you may. Given they haven't known for long, she's very curious about him, at least from what I've seen. She has visited from time to time, so I'm surprised you weren't aware. "

Finally, he was getting the conversation to where he wanted it to be. " You shouldn't be so sceptical about her, really. She's good at fighting, and I guess, uh, likes to fight. So, I think you two would get along well. I on the other hand, I think I'm, how do you say... a little boring for her tastes. But you might prove a different case. " Again, for the sake of diplomacy, he left without mention, that the trait he saw the two sharing was enthusiasm, or bluntly said, sheer annoyance - that also being the root culprit in incompatibility with himself.

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Kuro flopped down beside Shiro on the couch and twisted to lean back against the Paladin, kicking his legs up. He sighed dramatically throwing his head back against Shiro’s shoulder. “I’m bored. Why is this place so boring?”

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【白】“ Then how about you go and actively pursue for something to do? “

His gaze returned to the hololog in his grasp, but soon an idea struck him. Now, he tried to sound less repelling.

“ Normally I wouldn’t want to reward this sort of behavior, but I actually might just have the task for you. There is someone who is very interested in uh, people like me - which you are. Someone related to Keith. So you might want to go, and entertain her. “ He left it unsaid, for the sake of persuading, that both of them were also rather apt to push their noses into his business.

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【黒】Kuro practically soared down to pull the man in against his chest, close like his life depended on it. It wasn’t too far from the truth. 

Unable to cry himself, and quite unable to really comprehend, the man’s twitching shoulders and the warmth of his sobs against his bare chest were like hallucinations. The sole proof they weren’t were the prickling skin of his limbs, as well as the tangy smell of spilled coffee. It refused to sink into his skull, that things probably would be alright. This, for now, had not been the end.

His hold onto the man, if possible, only tightened, and he felt as if he had just narrowly avoided death.

The last of his energy now spent, he began slowly sinking toward the floor, pulling the other with him in his embrace, until they lay on the cold kitchen floor, legs tangled in a puddle of cold coffee and shards of glass.

He would die holding the man, he then decided, his exhaustion-fogged mind so fond of mortality, and his eyes drifted shut. “ How did you know? “ he slurred into the tuft of auburn hair cradled under his frame.

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【黒】Kuro’s eyes met those of Matt’s, and something snapped inside of him. He hadn’t the energy to remove himself from the situation, much less to lie. The corners of his lips twitched, and his eyes brimmed with water. 

“ Matt, “ he said, like a scared child calling for his parent. “ I’m... I have been... “ But the words refused to be spoken out. 

Complexion a sickly pale out of shame and anxiety, he slowly raised his unsteady hands to the collar of his robe. He turned around hesitantly, and like melting ice, the cloth was loosened and lowered along the length of his back, baring the unsightly truth - or rather, the consequence of it. With his back facing his lover, his heart was stuck in his throat, and he felt the room was beginning to spin around him. He felt dread that seemed chill the flow of time, and obscured the edges of his vision.

He now recalled the fear losing the man from his life.

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【黒】“ Yeah, “ he said curtly, “ you too. Always. “ He felt a pang of repulsion in his chest at how rejecting his answer had come out. But he couldn’t receive such words, not when he was being so secretive and closed off with his own business. He couldn’t just reveal he was pushing himself to the limits of his berserk ability in order to handle some anti-Emperor’s dirty work. But what other choice did he have? He’d been offered with everything he needed, and threatened with everything he cherished. His golden eyes flickered at the man before him, and his own hand rose over his, squeezed. He had no choice.

Kuro felt like there was quicksilver in his throat when he teetered out of the shower two nights after. It was nerve-wrecking enough to try and patch up the wounds with amped-up cryopod sessions that left him nauseous. But this was new. This was no wound. After his latest berserk session, the purple patches on his back had spread and thickened, and his arm tingled where the prosthetic was removed. His forehead beaded with sweat out of sheer anxiety.

Morning robe over his form, he made his way to the kitchen with weak steps. His hand rattled as he heaved the spoonful of coffee grains into the filter, sprinkling most of it over the counter - and later on dropping the entire mug of coffee onto the ground and shattering it, as Matt walked in on him.

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apricity: (n.) the warmth of the sun in the winter aspectabund: (adj.) letting emotion show easily through the face or eyes aurora: (n.) dawn basorexia ( n ) the overwhelming desire to kiss balter: (v.) to dance gracelessly, but with enjoyment cafune: (n.) the act of running your fingers through the hair of someone you love catharsis: (n.) release of emotional tension ethereal: (adj.) extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world frission: ( n ) a shiver of pleasure     fernweh (n ) the ache for distant places: the craving for travel  halcyon: (adj.) a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful kismet: fate, destiny  pyrrhic: (adj.) won at too great a cost marcid :incredibly exhausted   noceur (n.) one who stays up late pulchritudinous: (adj.) breathtaking, heartbreaking beauty scintilla: (n.) a tiny trace or spark of a feeling sweven: (n.) a dream tacenda ( n) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence  temerate: (v.) to break a bond or promise toska: a dull ache of the soul, a sick pinning, a spiritual anguish  viridity: (n.) innocence whelve (v) to bury something deep, to hide

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Matt doesn’t mean to burst, but there’s something about the whole situation that fills him with a storm of emotions. The emotions are overpowering, and they have to leave him somehow. An onslaught of tears seems to be the easiest way, as he struggles to look at the other man through his blurry vision.

Merely nodding in understanding, Matt furiously wipes at his tears with his gloved hands, not really caring about the stains they leave. As Kuro answers a call he tries to regain his composure. He did similar things in the past with Kuro, his position as rebel commander resulting in him answering calls or even leaving at odd times. Why does it hurt so much with it being the other way around?

Matt suspects that it is related to Kuro’s secretive nature. Every call is answered out of earshot, allies are unnamed. Who is he working with? Why is hiding their identities “protecting him?”

Matt can think of few people that he would hate Kuro to be working with, and on top of that list would be Haggar. Although tempted to try to peek he does the opposite, stepping away to give Kuro even more space. Before he has a chance to do anything else, his own communicator beeps. Although tempted to ignore it, he answers it once he sees that it’s from Voltron. The last time he took more than five minutes to answer Pidge scolded him for fifty minutes. “Hey gu-” he begins, surprised to find that it’s just Shiro. “Oh it’s just you. Well not just you - you know what I meant. What’s up?”

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【白】Shiro watched as the familiar face emerged on the communications screen before him. He smiled.

" Hey. Actually, it is just me for the moment. The others are on a supply run, and Allura is preparing for another call. "

He hoped the stiffness from his shoulders didn't reach his voice too obviously. Whenever faced with discomfort, his subconscious resorted to formality. It was a matter of control, and useful for the most part - especially now that the matter was urgent. A part of him was glad for that, as he didn't wish to have spare room for reminders of his confession and the various, consequent complications.

" We've gathered news of a new rebel organization, and it isn't as good as it sounds. They're against Lotor. "

With a few gestures, he shared files of security footage and report logs. " They're mostly Galra, and fighting for the independence of their colonies. The Empire will slowly disintegrate, unless Lotor finds a way to unify them. He said he's working on it, but I... I really don't have a good feeling about this. So much is at stake here. "

Shiro's gaze drifed back onto the hologram of Matt, creased with worry. There was longing in it, too. He missed the man, despite of everything. He could be so open around him.

" We need you here, Matt. Come back to the Castle. I have... I want to talk to you. Not just like this, just... lately, I haven't felt like myself. I can't help but think it might be, maybe I just, maybe I feel guilty. I... "

He sighed.

" Sorry. I didn't really sleep, and... " he trailed off again, this time starting to catch red onto his cheeks. This was of no use. Matt knew him, after all.

" Please come by. The Coalition goes before everything else. We're still friends, despite of everything, and comrades. We'll push through. See you, Matt. "

He gave a final sheepish, tight smile, and closed the call.

【黒】" I will be able to control it, " Kuro gritted. His grip around the communicator was unnecessarily firm. " I'm no animal. "

He have a few more curt replies, and dropped the call eagerly. As the returned to his partner, his brow was creased, but he was quick to try and elevate the look. His eyes shifted to the flash of hologram closing behind the other's shoulder. " Who were you talking to? "

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@commander-holt: “I know, I know, know,” he mumbles, raising a hand to place it over one of the ones that rest on his shoulders. “It doesn’t make it easier. If anything, it makes it harder. Look how far we’ve come.” A fragile smile forms on his face. He takes a deep breath before continuing to speak. “I suppose it was selfish me to ask. Afterall, I do dangerous things all the time.”

Noticing Kuro’s nervousness, his smile fades. “You need to be careful who you trust.” Eyes searching Kuro's for answers, he contemplates what he should do. Should he press for more information? Should he let it go? “Whoever you’re working with, I’m sure I can learn to trust them. So introduce me to them sometime, okay? For now, can we just…” His voice trails off as he realizes quiet tears roll down his cheeks.

“Sorry,” he mumbles, hastiliy wiping at his eyes, “we haven’t had much time to talk lately, and I’m pretty sure the last time we talked we were arguing and….” his voice trails off as he heistates to share his most recent near death expreince, “and the other day my jet pack malfunctioned and all I could think was ‘if I don’t get out of this one, he’s gonna think I died mad at him.’ Luckliy Beezer pulled through for me but… I was afraid I was never going to get the chance to apologize, or, well… Kuro sometimes you annoy me, frustrate me or outright piss me off but I could never hate you because I love you. I know emotions can be hard for you so you don’t have to say it back. Just know that I love you, okay?”

【黒】The notion of his ability to perceive emotions was merely a fact. Especially now, as the man before him was getting clearly emotional, and all Kuro could do was stare, unable to catch up to the momentum. He wondered whether he should be crying as well, but by that love confessions were already whisked into the air. Helplessness flashed across is face before it settled into sympathy.

“ I’m not mad at you! “ he exclaimed. His arms twitched forward, but were jerked back in an afterthought. A palm was raised instead, to cup the man’s cheek in a fleeting hold. “ I’m not. “ His thumb pushed a golden strand aside. “ How could I? You’re so patient with me. “

There had been a time he couldn’t go a day without the man before him at his side. Now, with a hollow sort of feeling, he’d come to realize that sometimes days would pass by without an exchange of words, without needing to say anything. It was hard to find the right words now. Even if he couldn’t voice it, the situation hurt. That feeling was real, and Matt would notice. It would show.

“ Look at me, “ he urged gently. He faced the man’s amber eyes, stared deep into them, and tried to channel whatever sensations awakened inside of him. He felt sparkles of the giddy energy his chest had welled with as they’d first gotten to know each other, he still often did, when light caught onto the other at right times. There was a heavier presence lurking right behind that joviality, a longing, worry. His golden eyes swam with it.

His lips parted, to say something, or maybe just to lean in - and his communicator beeped. In the same instant, he practically teared himself away, and could only shoot an apologetic glance over his shoulder. ‘ Sorry, ‘ he mouthed, before turning his back and scooting away to pick up the urgent call.