Protectors [Complete]

[zero_bloodyrose]

Who: Doumeki, Watanuki and Zero
What: Doumeki wants to see how his exorcising powers affect a vampire, and Zero offers himself as the target. Afterwards, Watanuki shows up and things go downhill from there.
When: Saturday night
Where: The Beach
Warnings: Blood. Yelling. Lots of angst and bitch slapping, mainly Zero getting slapped and liking it. >_>

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[talldarknsnarky]

Doumeki had spent the evening making sure his new bow and glove were in top shape, cleaning and caring for them. The bow still felt unfamiliar and too new, slightly different than the one he had at home, but it was better than being completely unarmed. After making sure his equipment was in order, keeping himself a steady shade of purple throughout, he'd changed into his archery clothes and gone down to the beach at quarter to 10

[zero_bloodyrose]

He smelled him. Could hear his heart beat, his calm breathing. He didn't need to look around for the man. His senses told him just where he was. It was something he'd learned how to use while hunting. He had hated it at first, but Yagari had called him on his stupidity. He shouldn't be ignoring his senses, any small advantage a Hunter had was always a good thing. His shishou had always been a practical man.

His skin turned lighter, the black slowly turning gray. He deserved a better student than him, someone who would not have cost him his eye for their own weak naivety. Any thoughts that vampires could ever be more than beasts had left his childish thoughts that day.

The light gray became lighter--whiter. He reached the other Protector and greeted him with a nod.

[talldarknsnarky]

There was no need for fanfare or greetings, really. They'd nodded at each other, and Doumeki swung his archery bag off his shoulder, undoing the zipper with a grating sound that seemed louder than it should have been. Kiryuu's black was fading more, he could see some of his features better, though he didn't like to look. Didn't like to think about it.

[eye]His purple started to fade a bit, green beginning to replace it in places, as he put on his yugake glove and securing it at his wrist, pulled out his bow - a beautiful bamboo yumi nearly half a foot longer than Doumeki was tall. He didn't take an arrow out, standing and holding the yumi at his side, regarding the other young man.[eye]

He forced himself to find calm, and gave him a little bow, "Whenever you're ready." he said, simply, "It would be best if you were further away."

[zero_bloodyrose]

Zero noted the color change, but didn't comment. He had avoided coming out during this particular... event. He'd kept himself informed through the network, and knew what the colors meant, knew what his own white colored skin meant, and the green as well.

"How far do you need me," was Zero's only response, his face a blank mask, his skin glowing milky white like the moon.