Who: Izaya and Dr. Nii Jianyi When: Thursday Where: Stone Maze, secluded corner Summary: Nii needs to check out his 'apprentice's' progress with dharmic lesson. Rating: PG? Warnings: Nii and Izaya... is warning enough.
Nii arrived at their rendezvous point not too long after the younger male, though it was a little while longer before he made his presence known. He merely observed Izaya for several long moments, his night-dark eyes drinking in the other's form with cool detachment from his vantage point just a short distance away. He appeared as stubborn and surly as ever, a trait that Nii might almost have found endearing, had he been capable of feeling anything remotely close to such an emotion.
Finally, he made his silent approach, his form seeming to bleed out of the shadows and take on a solid shape as he came to a stop a mere two feet from where his young apprentice was standing. He gave the other a slow, sardonic smile, and manipulated his toy bunny's hand in order to give it the appearance of waving.
"Hello, Kitten~ We've missed you~" he intoned, his voice an eerie lilting murmur that slid snake-like across the distance between them.
He had no doubt that the old man could had been there earlier than him and was simply hiding his annoying existence just to creped on him. Too bad he can't stay hidden forever. That would had been a huge favour for the rest of the world. So he made no effort to 'discovered' him and just waited for him to get his face out.
That warping used to freaked the hell out of him but he had gotten so used to it by now that he barely even reacted to it. He made no effort to entertained Nii's antic nor did he replied his 'greeting'. Instead, he simply tore his back from the stone wall and waited for Nii to actually said something worth hearing.
The doctor merely chuckled in response to Izaya's moody behaviour; he was used to it after all, and he hardly expected the younger male to be easy to deal with, given that his 'ownership' over him was quite forced. Still, it made little difference to him whether Izaya liked him or not, given that he was incapable of returning such feelings in kind. He viewed the other as nothing more than an interesting toy who, for the moment at least, was capable of providing him with some entertainment. Once he lost interest in him...well, he still knew that Izaya was responsible for week 103, it would no doubt be amusing to watch what the other little bunnies in their admittedly small playgroup would do to him, once they found out...Stay interesting, Izaya-kun~
"So then," he intoned, taking several shuffling steps forward, his bunny slippers scraping against the ground as he moved, "I trust you've been well? I see you've set yourself up quite comfortably, in the city~" because, of course, this creeper knows where you're staying...
For him to actually listened to someone was rare enough that it irked him so much that he couldn't get rid of Nii. Plenty of Yakuza lords had tried the same thing with him only to get their back stabbed and some didn't even had the chance for revival. That was the kind of person Izaya is, he played by his own rules and no one's else. His standing with Nii obviously upset him a lot more than he liked, not to mentioned finding ways to deal with the pervert has been unsuccessful so far...
"More or less." Izaya knew where you're staying too, creeper.
Unfortunately for Izaya, Nii was no Yakuza lord; he was something far darker, far more deadly than that. His status as a member of the human race was questionable at best; following his recent conversation with Stein and the other scientist's little glance into his soul, he was once again left questioning whether he had actually ascended (or perhaps, descended) that title at all. It had always been something he had wondered about, and that particular interlude had added further fuel to his speculations.
"I'm glad to here it," he intoned lightly, shifting the bunny until it came to rest in the crook of his right arm as he searched his crumpled pockets for his cigarettes, "Now then, shall we get down to buisness? I'm most intrigued to discover how you've been getting along with your studies~"
And that is exactly why Izaya hated him even more. You damned human hater. There was nothing about Nii that was remotely likable at all and that just made getting along with him for whatever exchanged Nii instigated even harder than it should be.
"I'm not making a lot of progress, not that you didn't know already." He can barely even focused long enough half the time he was supposed to practiced. Izaya wasn't good at sitting down or the likes for an overly long period of time after all. He did however chant his mantra and focused, it took a while but by the time he achieved it, half of himself had disappeared from view, seemingly bleed away into nothingness even though they did flickered on and off back to sight.
Nii tilted his head a little to one side, sliding a cigarette between his lips as he watched the younger male with detached curiosity; he was well aware that his little apprentice lacked focus, yet regardless of this, the technique he was currently attempting to utilise was one that took some of the most dedicated monks years to master, if at all, and yet Izaya had begun to at least get the hang of it after little over a month. He couldn't deny that he was impressed, for all that he believed the other was not maximising his true potential. He observed the other for a few moments longer, lighting his cigarette and taking a deep, satisfying drag before making any comment at all.
"Well well, it seems as though you've been selling yourself short, Iza-kun~ You're really doing quite well, for all that you are failing to master your concentration. While you could be doing better, I am nevertheless impressed with your progress. Such a good boy~" he lilted in a tone that would have almost seemed fond, if one did not know he was incapable of
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He couldn't held it long enough and materialized back to being normal, flesh and all in seconds. It took him a lot of of concentration and power to do that and it burnt him out in matter of seconds. He leaned back against the wall, feeling sweats rolled down his forehead as he regulate his breathing. He ought to be happy to received praise from Nii really, but their less than friendly relationship made that impossible. If anything, he was just glad to escaped whatever punishment Nii planned to execute if he failed his task.
He watched the other with his usual eerie sardonic smile as Izaya leaned back against the wall, clearly exhausted from his efforts; he was pleased, very in fact, if such sentiments could be attached to Nii's cold, empty being, but he felt as though the other could perhaps use a little push in order to achive his true potential, something that would give him incentive.
Within seconds, in a movement to swift for human eyes to follow, he was by Izaya's side, placing one hand on the boy's chest to keep in place whilst with the other he wiped the sweat from his brow with the crumpled sleeve of his labcoat in a gesture that seemed almost tender. "Oh dear, feeling a little worn out, are we?" he questioned in a genial tone as he looked into the other's face.
He immediately move his face out of the way at that! Jeez don't he ever shower?! He stinks!!! "I'm fine." Carefully trying to pried off Nii's hand from his chest, Izaya was making a lot of effort just to remained breathing. The stenched of Nii's cigarette smoke was like poison to his lung! And for the love of all things human, Izaya like his lung healthy, thank you very much! Dear humanity, if I die today, please exert my revenge on this sorry piece of meat. Love, Orihara Izaya.
Despite Izaya's efforts to remove his hand and despite Nii's deceptively wiry form, the younger male's exertions had no effect on the other's proximity to him, and for several lingering moments Nii continued to remain close to his student, observing him with the same cool yet intense detachment that was customary for him. Finally however, he lightly tousled the other's hair in an almost-affectionate manner before taking a step back, shifting his cigarette from his lips to his hand and allowing Izaya the space he so desperately craved.
"I suppose the question that needs to be answered now, is whether you've done well enough to deserve a reward, or whether you need a little more incentive to do better, ne?"
Izaya grunted in annoyance and moved to tousled his hair to rid it off whatever weird smells Nii had 'infected' it with before running his fingers across to fix it, his expression nothing but of annoyance. He can't fathomed why certain idiot wanted to get into his 'master's' pants. This man was disgusting and smelled like rubbish dump!
"That's a trick question since I have no freedom to choose." You had to do better than that to tricked him. Like hell he'll gave Nii more excuse to 'punished' him.
The older male chuckled eerily in response to that, the sound, despite its lightness, seemed to reverbrate from the cold, stone walls surrounding them. He made a dissaproving clicking sound with his tongue before responding to the boy's answer; at the very least, he knew his place, but such an answer as that failed to provide him with the entertainment he was looking for.
"On the contrary, Iza-kun, on this particular occasion I'm going to leave it up to you to decide. Or at least, to let me know which option you would prefer..." given that neither reward nor punishment was likely to be anything the younger male would actually enjoy...
He huffed, "Which mean it's just going to be between bad and worse. Do you even need to ask?" He shook his head and folded his arms in exasperation, tired of Nii's continuous antic of making his life miserable. "Incentive." Knowing Nii, if he didn't do better the next time he decided to test him, his life will simply went downhill. He was sure reward will be anything but reward.
The doctor tilted his head a little to one side as the younger male made his choice. Well. That was interesting. He hadn't expected his Kitten to choose the more menacing option of the two. But then, this was just one of the entertaining things about playing with people, they always retained the capacity to surprise you. He idly scratched the head of his toy rabbit, taking a deep drag on his cigarette as he considered what to do with the boy. He had been intending to introduce him to the contents of the bunny, but seeing as he had been such a good boy, it seemed a shame to terrify him quite that much.
"That's an interesting choice, you've made," he intoned liltingly, his mind finally made up and his smile taking on the quality of broken glass as he observed the other; at the very least, this should provide him with some amusement...
Izaya honestly had no idea which was the worse choice thanks to Nii always playing him up intentionally all the time. He simply chose whichever he thought might be the better choice, even so, he put no real effort into distinguishing them because he trusted Nii to simply switched them to his own fancies anyway.
"So I pick the wrong one." He sighed audibly, hating the man even more than he usually did.
Finally, he made his silent approach, his form seeming to bleed out of the shadows and take on a solid shape as he came to a stop a mere two feet from where his young apprentice was standing. He gave the other a slow, sardonic smile, and manipulated his toy bunny's hand in order to give it the appearance of waving.
"Hello, Kitten~ We've missed you~" he intoned, his voice an eerie lilting murmur that slid snake-like across the distance between them.
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That warping used to freaked the hell out of him but he had gotten so used to it by now that he barely even reacted to it. He made no effort to entertained Nii's antic nor did he replied his 'greeting'. Instead, he simply tore his back from the stone wall and waited for Nii to actually said something worth hearing.
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"So then," he intoned, taking several shuffling steps forward, his bunny slippers scraping against the ground as he moved, "I trust you've been well? I see you've set yourself up quite comfortably, in the city~" because, of course, this creeper knows where you're staying...
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"More or less." Izaya knew where you're staying too, creeper.
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"I'm glad to here it," he intoned lightly, shifting the bunny until it came to rest in the crook of his right arm as he searched his crumpled pockets for his cigarettes, "Now then, shall we get down to buisness? I'm most intrigued to discover how you've been getting along with your studies~"
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"I'm not making a lot of progress, not that you didn't know already." He can barely even focused long enough half the time he was supposed to practiced. Izaya wasn't good at sitting down or the likes for an overly long period of time after all. He did however chant his mantra and focused, it took a while but by the time he achieved it, half of himself had disappeared from view, seemingly bleed away into nothingness even though they did flickered on and off back to sight.
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"Well well, it seems as though you've been selling yourself short, Iza-kun~ You're really doing quite well, for all that you are failing to master your concentration. While you could be doing better, I am nevertheless impressed with your progress. Such a good boy~" he lilted in a tone that would have almost seemed fond, if one did not know he was incapable of ( ... )
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Within seconds, in a movement to swift for human eyes to follow, he was by Izaya's side, placing one hand on the boy's chest to keep in place whilst with the other he wiped the sweat from his brow with the crumpled sleeve of his labcoat in a gesture that seemed almost tender. "Oh dear, feeling a little worn out, are we?" he questioned in a genial tone as he looked into the other's face.
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"I suppose the question that needs to be answered now, is whether you've done well enough to deserve a reward, or whether you need a little more incentive to do better, ne?"
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"That's a trick question since I have no freedom to choose." You had to do better than that to tricked him. Like hell he'll gave Nii more excuse to 'punished' him.
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"On the contrary, Iza-kun, on this particular occasion I'm going to leave it up to you to decide. Or at least, to let me know which option you would prefer..." given that neither reward nor punishment was likely to be anything the younger male would actually enjoy...
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"That's an interesting choice, you've made," he intoned liltingly, his mind finally made up and his smile taking on the quality of broken glass as he observed the other; at the very least, this should provide him with some amusement...
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"So I pick the wrong one." He sighed audibly, hating the man even more than he usually did.
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