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[skitzo_ox]

Who: skitzo_ox and asariugetsu, after a while thetiesofgod and degui
When: end of the lack-of-power event, around midnight when the powers kick in again
What: Haru's powers have super bad timing (no pun intended), Takeshi goes Black, the communicator is perverted and Akito and Squalo find out about their relationship.
Where: Haru's room, room 5 of Shyvere
Warnings/Rating: M at most (

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[asariugetsu]

Takeshi shifted just the slightest as the other did - but he didn't wake. Instead, he murmured something before burying one side of his face further into his arm.

The touch stirred something inside of him, though, the mocha eyes fluttering. One hand lifted quickly despite the haze of sleep that still hung over his mind, clamping down sharply on the other's wrist. "Don't," he began coldly, the strange surge of emotions fighting away any of the sleep that lingered from his sudden wake, "touch me."

[skitzo_ox]

That reaction made him pause, looking at the hand clamped down on his wrist. The grip was tight and solid, and Haru was sure he wouldn't be able to break free from it with the simple twist and pull move that Master had taught him ages ago.

Shitshitshit. His powers did not just kick in again.

"Takeshi..." His voice was soft, the memory of the last time the other had been afflicted by his power flickering to mind. He did not want to go through that again. Not right now. Not after the best week of his life.

[asariugetsu]

The grip on the other's wrist tightened, the look in those warm mocha eyes darkening to something near unrecognizable. They lingered on Haru, dark and annoyed before he moved - tugging him sharply to one side, attempting to pull him over him with the intention of jerking him over the side of the bed.

[skitzo_ox]

It felt as though Haru's wrist was going to be pulled out of its socket. But if it was one thing that he lived up to when it came to his position in the zodiac, it was his stubbornness. Despite the tug, Haru stayed where he was, head slightly bowed.

"If you think I'm going to move, you've got another thing coming." His voice was dark, slightly broken. He didn't want this to happen.