What Has Tobe Done [COMPLETE]

[pianistofraieln]

Characters: Hamel and Raiel
Content: After discussing Flute's situation with Garnet, it's now Raiel's turn to talk to Hamel. They haven't been on speaking terms for about a week, though, so it's bound to have a rocky start.
Location: Hamel's Suite
Time of Day: Monday, morning.
Warnings: Cross-dressing, Terminator references, Hamel and Raiel being

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[portugesegent]

Hamel had honestly hoped playing Ave Maria would ease those emotions. a prayer to the virgin Mary for solace and clarity seemed like a perfect way to satisfy the pain he felt for the whole ordeal. As soon as the music stopped however, he started to feel the weight again pressing against his heart. He grimaced at the return, setting the violin to rest on his lap. He had no idea what to do. None at all.

Even with the light taps from his new door, Hamel paid little attention to it. Not like Hamel actually bothered locking his door anymore. People seemed to just as well ignore his privacy and come barging in anyway. Maybe if he just played another piece, the person would go away. Then again, it could be something important and while Hamel was certainly in a low point, he didn't want to trouble others in the process.

The knock on the door finally getting to him, he set his instrument on the chair before making his way to the door. Swinging it open, it took him a moment to register who it was. Great. The last person he wanted to see

[pianistofraieln]

Oh, ouch. That hurt.

But despite the look, the smile that Raiel wore didn't falter, and he soldiered on. "I'm sorry, Hamel," he said (stepping into the room while Hamel's back was turned so that he wouldn't be able to close the door on him). There wasn't much else he needed to add to that; they both knew what he was apologizing for.

[portugesegent]

He was on his way of setting his Violin into its proper case when he heard those words. He really didn't understand why humans kept saying those words. Most often than not, people usually didn't mean it when it was said and Mazoku certainly never bothered with such things. Even when it came from Raiel, Hamel didn't feel any different than he did moments before. Though, he supposed there was some sincerity with Raiel calling him by his full name.

He continued with what he was doing, safely securing the dark violin in its soft case, closing it with soft clicks of the locks. His back was still facing Raiel and Hamel made damn sure not to give his 'guest' the benefit of seeing his face.

"Which part? The part where you forced Flute-" Just her name was hard for his lips to pronounce right now. "-to heal me, the part where you don't give a damn whether she lives or the part where I can't make choices in my own life?"

[pianistofraieln]

During Hamel's silence, he set his hands against the wall beside the door, lightly leaning back on it while he watched his friend pack up the violin. He already knew this was going to be a hard conversation to get through, but he was prepared for that. He came prepared today with infinite patience.

"For betraying your trust," he said, pushing himself away from the wall and stepping forward. "You can hit me again if it'll help--" a switch from serious to a lighter tone, "just, haha, not in the stomach this time, please--but," and his tone dropped back to serious, "if it'll make you feel better, then do it. I know I deserve it, for doing something like that to you."

[portugesegent]

Hamel froze for a second, Raiel's words striking true. With all of the situation that was going on, Raiel betraying his trust was certainly a pretty big one. He couldn't stand to have Raiel act like he did the right thing when he asked Flute to spend a part of her life to heal Hamel's crab bite, especially after having told her not to use her powers anymore. It hurt even more so when Hamel had quite openly refused such service. He kept his hands on the violin case while stared at wall for a few moments.

"It's not like I had it much in supply anyway," He muttered, turning his head over his shoulders to give Raiel a glance. "Right now even hitting you would be too much for you."

Yeah Raiel, he was that mad at you. There was a point where fiery anger turned into ice cool contempt.

[pianistofraieln]

His smile, fake as it had been, finally fell. Of course; he knew it wasn't going to be that easy. "I know," he said softly, looking back at Hamel with some combination of concern and remorse. "That's what makes it so horrible. You don't give your trust lightly, and I worked so hard to earn it, and then I just threw it away like that because I didn't stop to think about what I was doing--I know how it hurt you, Ha-chan... And I'm sorry, because you don't deserve that."

[portugesegent]

"Yeah Well..." He frowned as he answered, his face a mix of emotion that whichever it was, wasn't very good. He grabbed the handle of the case and pulled it to his side, making his way to his bedroom door. "I know better now. When you're done with being a nuisance, the door is right behind you."

With that said, he stormed into his room and slammed the door, a soft but audible click of the lock following in its wake.

[pianistofraieln]

He'd expected something like that. It was Hamel, after all, to wall himself up when he was upset and not let anybody through. And the fact that this was about a trust issue just made it that much worse, because Hamel had so many already. So, of course he would just say something like that and then leave. It was exactly what was to be expected from him.

That was what Raiel told himself, but that didn't make it hurt any less. He stood there, staring down at the floor, fingers curling into fists as he tried to mentally reassure himself that he had been prepared for something like this.

I know better now. That was what stung the most. That was the hardest part to just write off as Hamel being Hamel.

That was the part that broke through the infinite patience he'd come prepared with.

"DAMMIT, HAMEL." The calm was gone as he rushed to Hamel's door, banged against it with the entire edge of his forearm and then just leaned on it, shouting through the wood. "I tried to kill you once and this is what makes you want to break off our

[portugesegent]

There was no response in kind. No sound of a voice or movement back toward the door. Hamel could only feel the uncomfortable pit within himself grow. He didn't want to be here, locked in this room. He didn't want Raiel banging on his door, spewing sappy word through the door as if expecting Hamel would be inspired by those words and forgive him. Fuck that.

It only took a minute, but the tune of the violin spread across the hotel room once again, this time it was almost intentionally loud to block out Raiel's words from being heard. It didn't matter what tune it was, just so long as Hamel could just get away from it all.

[pianistofraieln]

Was he--oh, he was not. Raiel could tell that wasn't being played with any sort of heart behind it. All Hamel was trying to accomplish was putting up more barriers, this time an auditory one.

He pounded against the door again, making it rattle against its frame. "You can't make me leave, Hamel!" he shouted, loud enough to be heard over the music. "I am staying here until you talk to me because I am your friend and I love you, goddammit!"

[portugesegent]

vre-EEEK!

The violin squeaked the minute Raiel finished talking. If there was any silence to follow, it didn't last long as you could hear foot steps rushing toward the door and it opening to Hamel's disbelieving face.

"...I never figured for you being a homo, Rai-chan."

[pianistofraieln]

He heard the click of the lock just in time to step back before the door opened, narrowly avoiding losing his balance and tumbling into the room. He stumbled back a step or two and stared at Hamel, surprised that what he'd said had somehow gotten through.

And then.

And then that.

"I AM NOT HOMO! FRIENDSHIP IS A KIND OF LOVE, IT'S PLATONIC, YOU ASSHOLE!"

[portugesegent]

"Are you kidding!? Saying those three words to a guy is totally homo-You know I don't feel that way about you, right?"

Honest question to a rather surprising discovery. Hamel was already inching away from Raiel as if he might get cooties from the newly discovered homosexual.

[pianistofraieln]

"AHH IT'S NOT LIKE THAT WOULD YOU STOP IT?!"

He stepped back, squared his shoulders, taking on a haughty, superior air; he set one hand on his hip and held the other as a fist over his heart. "As the Hero of Love, I understand more about love in all its countless forms than you could ever hope to know. The love of friendship, which the great philosopher Plato felt was the strongest kind of love, a belief he held so deeply that he named it after himself: Platonic! Truly there is no feeling stronger than that of a man's deep friendship!"

[portugesegent]

"Yeaahh.." He muttered, slowly moving the door to close again. "Having the title of Hero of Love just doesn't sound as...well...I'm just going to close this door before I end up getting your homo cooties."

Awwwkward. Hamel really should have noticed this a lot sooner. It made him feel dirty at just thought of some of the past events after being put in a new light.

[pianistofraieln]

Oh no he didn't. In a flash, Raiel was at the door again, one foot braced firmly against it so that Hamel couldn't shut it any further, with his arm flat against the wood to provide extra leverage if he decided to try.

"I DO NOT HAVE HOMO COOTIES, I'M NOT HOMO! I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU, DUMBASS! Besides, I'm not the one who goes around dressing up like Sizer to catch innocent guys off-guard, Hamel! If anyone's the homo here, it's you!" (This particular Hamel hadn't done that yet, of course, but Raiel was not thinking of timeline discrepancies at the moment.)