[ There are many things that a person would do for someone they care about -fight, die, take the fall, protect, even kill. It's a dangerous thing, caring about someone. The need to keep them near can so easily become twisted and possessive, the stuff of nightmares. It bleeds into everything, perverting and corrupting even the kindest of intentions. It becomes a living hell where the one being protected needs protecting from the one doing the protecting.
It's what happens when the prize sits just out of reach, with competitors who crowd around, "threatening" to take that prize even further out of your grasp.
That prize is Haku Mitsuni. This time, the competition is -or more to the point, was- Eiri Kaidou. Before him, there were others, all forgotten and taken out of the game, dead because they dared to get close. They were a threat. They're no more... and now Eiri joins them, but it's still not over. The game is still in play.
Haku hasn't said 'yes', yet.
The gun that killed Eiri is tucked away, out of sight, out of mind. It isn't needed anymore. What's needed now is to step up and take what is rightfully his. So many have tried and failed, each one serving to slowly break Haku down and back him into a corner, each one building upon the loneliness the last created, meant to open a void that could be filled so easily if he would just accept instead of scurrying back to Sakura. ]
Mitsuni Haku...
[ Slowly, carefully (in the event that there are others nearby, because seriously, these guys are like cockroaches), he draws near to the scene, his voice and expression calm with a hint of feigned concern, never mind that he was just laughing about his near-victory as Eiri's body collapsed. That isn't important -those in the way never are. And so, keeping his distance to not make himself a target but coming close enough that he's visible, the bright white of his coat a stark contrast to their surroundings and difficult to miss, he extends a hand to him, stance open to imply that he's not a threat, saying nothing more but offering everything in that gesture.
Everything he's done has been for Haku, from taking the fall to protect him, to stepping in with the Wrong Crowd to find him, to systematically plucking off anyone who threatened to overshadow or supplant him in Haku's eyes.
Caring for someone else has risks... but when that someone is family, nothing else matters. ]
...god he's like a chin rest!
It's what happens when the prize sits just out of reach, with competitors who crowd around, "threatening" to take that prize even further out of your grasp.
That prize is Haku Mitsuni. This time, the competition is -or more to the point, was- Eiri Kaidou. Before him, there were others, all forgotten and taken out of the game, dead because they dared to get close. They were a threat. They're no more... and now Eiri joins them, but it's still not over. The game is still in play.
Haku hasn't said 'yes', yet.
The gun that killed Eiri is tucked away, out of sight, out of mind. It isn't needed anymore. What's needed now is to step up and take what is rightfully his. So many have tried and failed, each one serving to slowly break Haku down and back him into a corner, each one building upon the loneliness the last created, meant to open a void that could be filled so easily if he would just accept instead of scurrying back to Sakura. ]
Mitsuni Haku...
[ Slowly, carefully (in the event that there are others nearby, because seriously, these guys are like cockroaches), he draws near to the scene, his voice and expression calm with a hint of feigned concern, never mind that he was just laughing about his near-victory as Eiri's body collapsed. That isn't important -those in the way never are. And so, keeping his distance to not make himself a target but coming close enough that he's visible, the bright white of his coat a stark contrast to their surroundings and difficult to miss, he extends a hand to him, stance open to imply that he's not a threat, saying nothing more but offering everything in that gesture.
Everything he's done has been for Haku, from taking the fall to protect him, to stepping in with the Wrong Crowd to find him, to systematically plucking off anyone who threatened to overshadow or supplant him in Haku's eyes.
Caring for someone else has risks... but when that someone is family, nothing else matters. ]