Never look a gift horse in the mouth

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

Characters: Matt, Youji, Open to ppl who might hear
When: October 31st
Where: Nesreca Apartments, stairwell between floors 7 & 6
Rating: PG-13 for corpses?
Summary: Youji wants to play with his present.



There was a loud 'thump thump thump' from the stair well, like the sound of someone falling down the stairs. That someone happened to be dead. And much to Youji's amusement, he might add. He dragged it out of his apartment with much effort and straining before attempting to ride it down the stairs. It didn't end quite like he thought it would, and he glared at the corpse. There was a fair sized bump on his head, but he didn't seem to notice.

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[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"..." He frowned, able to distinguish the difference been the tugging and the rubbing, and confused by the change. "Nyaa...he's a pervert?" he tried.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"...." Matt gave another tug to the unharmed ear before going back to rubbing. "No. Not a pervert. Perverts are bad. Not bad."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"No ears, means you're a pervert," he countered with a cheeky look, moving closer as his ear was tugged again.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Never had any ears." Tilting his head to the side, the older watched the cat boy a bit. "No one had ears."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"No ears means adult, and adult means pervert," he said with a decisive nod. "Are you going to let go now?"

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"So.. Because I never had them... Makes me a pervert? Not possible. Not all adults are perverts. I know one.. But I know tons of adults that are shy and quiet.. Reserved and want little to do with dirty things." Matt refused to let go. The boy had yet to say he learned anything and now was calling him a pervert. Dorimouse didn't think he was a pervert.. Did he..?

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"You shouldn't touch people's ears," he remarked lightly, giving a giggle, "Not unless you want to take them away." Hmm, was this bothering him? Curious.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Fuzzy like Lady Grey's. I miss her... Hope she can find snacks to nom while I'm stuck here. Poor kitty.. Just adopted her..." Matt sort of trailed off as he though of his cat. Maybe she could find a new home. "Can't take away... Attached to your head."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a kitty," he snapped, "And you can. We took Ritsuka's. I watched. It looked like it hurt. But they were all perverts, and now Ritsuka's an adult. So unless you want to take them, let go."

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Not kitty. Person with kitty things." A frown came to the larger's features. "..Why did you hurt someone? Not nice to hurt others for fun..."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"Because I was bored and the Joker said it'd be fun," he said with a shrug, reaching up to try and pry Matt's fingers off of his ears. "Some people say losing their ears is fun. Maybe he liked it."

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Because.. Someone said it would be fun? That's horrid..." Ignoring the younger's attempt to remove his hands, Matt pulled on them rather roughly. "You said it looked like it hurt. If it did, he did not enjoy it."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"I dunno if it hurt or not, he was just crying a lot, and-" he huffed, giving an annoyed look as he was pulled more roughly. A hand dropped from its prying, eyes widening in surprise when he saw the blood.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"If he was crying... It hurt. Why would that be okay to you?" The fact that Youji saw blood was lost on the shop keeper. He was far too into the idea that this small boy would be fine with hurting someone.

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"Why should I care?" There was no malice in his voice, only genuine confusion. People got hurt because they were weak. And he could feel empathy with them because he really had no point of comparison.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Because if you never care... You'll only end up alone in the end. People can be horrible, but there are so many good people out there that you need to keep them close." Like Matt would ever listen to his own advice. Saying things like this was pointless when you were famous for ditching everyone and everything to run away for years.

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"I only need Natsuo and Nagisa Senesei," he said, turning up his nose, pulling harder until his ear started to tear. He didn't like talking about this. Everyone else was useless. And the second he started to think someone might be okay they disappeared.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"And who's saying they'll be there forever?" Matt glanced at the ear in his hand, finally noticing that it was bleeding and that now the boy's pulling was making it tear. "Stop moving."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"When Natsuo dies, I'll die. We'll always be together," he snapped, pulling harder. He didn't like this at all. "No one else matters, so leave me alone."

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

Letting go of the ears, Matt pushed the smaller against the wall. "Stop that. People matter! You just push them away all the time. No one will ever matter to you if you never let them in!"

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

Youji glowered, ears pressing back flat. "I don't push them away," he said in a bored voice. Before coming here he'd scarcely had any interaction with people outside of Nagisa and Natsuo. "If people don't like me that's their own fault. I don't care whether they do or don't."

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"You do. I can tell." Grey-brown eyes narrowed at Youji, as if the older could see right through him. "You have all the signs of someone who pushes everyone else away."

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"Nyaa, what's it matter to you, hmm?" His head tilted, blood staining his hair, and his ear twitched, flicking away red droplets. He tried once more to push past him.

[clockworkkeeper.livejournal.com]

"It matters because lonely people make the world seem colder." Matt dug about in his pockets with one hand, trying to find something to clean the blood off with while holding Youji down with the other hand.

[zer0feeling.livejournal.com]

"Lonely?" he repeated the word as though it were something foreign to him, looking surprised that the stranger would call him that. "I'm not lonely." He looked utterly bewildered by this assessment.