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Title: don't you come close to me
Characters/Pairings: Minatsuki Takami, Kaito Kuroba
Summary: There's a good person inside of her. ... Somewhere.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Excessive swearing and some... attempted violence. :'D
Notes: ... G-go away, I can post whatever I want here sobbbbb. This is all Styx's fault anyway, so consider it a present to her or something.
That community.
That fucking community.
It was bad enough that it forced her to interact with those stupid dipshits. It was bad enough that it dangled the idea of freedom to a whole damn other world just above her head, just where she couldn't get it. It was absolutely fucking awful that it had those stupid, stupid viruses that made her think she was anywhere but in Hell on Earth, that made her think she was an innocent little kid again and her mother was anything more than a lying whore, that broadcasted her life and her memories for everyone and their stupid little friends to see.
But the worst was that it had Kaito fucking Kuroba, and the bastard could actually visit her.
Once again, the community had been posting when it wasn't supposed to, and Kaito had almost the whole story pieced together by now; how Minatsuki had been left scarred and betrayed by the incident with her mother, and refused to trust again to protect herself. And somehow, he'd gotten it stuck in his head that beneath that mess of shit she considered herself, there was a good person, and he could help drag it out.
So, while her wounds were healing, he visited her.
Ganta was the one to let him into her room, and Kaito was pleased to find that her room wasn't dark and bloodied like he was sure most people would expect - it was full of flowers, and it looked like they'd all been treated with the utmost care. There was probably a softer side to her after all, then.
Of course, the calmess didn't last for long; he knew that there was a reason Ganta looked so nervous about just walking into her room, anyway. Minatsuki emerged from the bathroom, fortunately dressed and towelling her hair off, and froze when she spotted the two boys by the door.
Kaito grinned and waved. "Hey, Minatsuki!"
"... You--" Suddenly, she screamed, and Kaito found himself with a faceful of damp towel. "You fuckers!"
"Charming as always," he drawled, and quickly leapt out of the way as she sent a barrage of blood whips in his direction. Ganta wasn't quite so quick to react, and he was thrown out of the room, but Minatsuki wasn't even paying attention to him anymore - she was more focused on the moron that was jumping around her room like an acrobat.
"Hold still, you stupid bastard!" she shrieked, flinging her Whip Wing at him - and they might have been moving so fast that Kaito wasn't able to see the ends of the whips, but he could see the movements from the hair closer to her head, and it helped him to predict and dodge her attacks.
"It's okay, I'm not going to step on your flowers!" he called back, laughing, and for a moment, her attacks paused.
"I-- I don't give a fuck!" She redoubled her efforts, and managed to catch him by the ankle, tripping him - but his hands managed to find the floor, and he cartwheeled to safety.
She bristled, and her whips raised, poised to strike again, but Kaito quickly held his hands up in defense.
"Woah, woah!" he chuckled nervously, trying to catch his breath. Sh-she's fast! "H-hey, I'm just here to talk, okay? There's nothing to attack me for!"
Slowly, the tendrils lowered, and Minatsuki's enraged expression eased into a frown; Kaito felt oddly like he was calming an animal, but he didn't draw that parallel out loud.
"... Why the hell would I want to talk to you?" she asked, making sure to keep the distance of the room between them. He took a step forward, and she stepped back. Yeah, definitely like an animal.
"Because I'm witty and entertaining and an excellent conversationalist?" Her unimpressed expression warned him of danger, and he dropped the cheeky grin with a sigh. "Look, I wanted to talk about all that stuff that's been coming up on the community lately..."
"How Karen's a huge fucking lesbian?" Kaito frowned. Minatsuki's expression was serious and cautious, her shoulders were tense, and her fists were clenched; her tone wasn't even mocking. She knew damn well what he was getting at, and she didn't want to talk.
But he was going to talk, whether she wanted him to or not. "I get it. I get what you've been through." Her tolerance and any calm she might have had was quickly reaching breaking point, and he hurried on, "I can't understand it personally, and I don't know how it felt, but I get it. Your mom is an important person, and if you feel like someone that close to you has betrayed you, then humanity doesn't seem that great. I get it. But not everyone is like that, you know. Lots of people would put other people before them."
Minatsuki was shaking violently, and she laughed, raspy and trembling. "F-fuck--that's just what they say, you--you fucking idiot. When it counts, everyone is just a self-centred little shit like me--"
"I don't think that's true." She glared at him, furious, but Kaito ignored it. "I don't think you're self-centred at all. Not anymore, at least. You wouldn't just let somebody die if you didn't think they deserved it. If this ceiling fell down on me right now, I think you'd help me."
"No, I'd let it squeeze the brains out of your thick skull, dumbfuck!" she snapped, stance turning hostile. The whips lashed about angrily.
"You know," he continued, passing over her insults, "I could prove it to you. If you'd open up a little, if you'd let yourself have friends, you'd see we're not going to hurt you. You wouldn't be lonely, either."
That was as much as she could stand.
"I'M NOT LONELY!!" she screamed, and snatched up the nearest thing she could in her hands - a vase of flowers - squeezed her eyes shut, and threw it with all of the strength she could force into her shaking arms.
She didn't see anything, but she heard the smash, and when she cracked an eye open, still trembling, Kaito was lying spread-eagled on the floor.
"Ha! Not so fast this time, right, dipshit?" she laughed. He didn't move, and her smile fell a bit. "... God, you're not unconcious or anything, are you? How fucking lame." She crossed the room (surprisingly quickly, for someone who didn't care about him), and leaned over to peer at him.
He still didn't move.
"... Hey."
Nothing.
"Fuck, you're that weak?"
Nothing.
Minatsuki stepped one leg over his body and sat down, straddling his sides with her thighs. She slapped him. "Hey, fuckface, wake up." She raked her nails down his arm. "No~t funny!" Nothing. She was started to shake again. "H-hey..." She wrapped her hands around his throat, but didn't squeeze. "Hey, this isn't... I-idiot..."
Nothing.
"Kaito...?"
She went silent, and she was shaking so badly that she felt like she was spasming.
There was a pulse beneath her hands--
--but Minatsuki felt it a second too late, and Kaito had flipped her onto her back before she could react, laughing.
"You..."
"So." He grinned smugly down at her. "You'd let me die, huh?"
"... YOU COCK-SUCKING--LITTLE SHIT--FUCKING LIMP-DICKED ROACH-EATING--I'M GOING TO FUCKING RIP YOU TO SHREDS AND YOU'LL WISH IT HAD BEEN THE FUCKING CEILING THAT SQUEEZED YOUR BRAINS OUT YOU CUNT-FACED MOTHERFUCKER!!!"
Kaito ended up with a rather serious concussion and stitches in his arm.
He still thought it was pretty worth it.
Characters/Pairings: Minatsuki Takami, Kaito Kuroba
Summary: There's a good person inside of her. ... Somewhere.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Excessive swearing and some... attempted violence. :'D
Notes: ... G-go away, I can post whatever I want here sobbbbb. This is all Styx's fault anyway, so consider it a present to her or something.
That community.
That fucking community.
It was bad enough that it forced her to interact with those stupid dipshits. It was bad enough that it dangled the idea of freedom to a whole damn other world just above her head, just where she couldn't get it. It was absolutely fucking awful that it had those stupid, stupid viruses that made her think she was anywhere but in Hell on Earth, that made her think she was an innocent little kid again and her mother was anything more than a lying whore, that broadcasted her life and her memories for everyone and their stupid little friends to see.
But the worst was that it had Kaito fucking Kuroba, and the bastard could actually visit her.
Once again, the community had been posting when it wasn't supposed to, and Kaito had almost the whole story pieced together by now; how Minatsuki had been left scarred and betrayed by the incident with her mother, and refused to trust again to protect herself. And somehow, he'd gotten it stuck in his head that beneath that mess of shit she considered herself, there was a good person, and he could help drag it out.
So, while her wounds were healing, he visited her.
Ganta was the one to let him into her room, and Kaito was pleased to find that her room wasn't dark and bloodied like he was sure most people would expect - it was full of flowers, and it looked like they'd all been treated with the utmost care. There was probably a softer side to her after all, then.
Of course, the calmess didn't last for long; he knew that there was a reason Ganta looked so nervous about just walking into her room, anyway. Minatsuki emerged from the bathroom, fortunately dressed and towelling her hair off, and froze when she spotted the two boys by the door.
Kaito grinned and waved. "Hey, Minatsuki!"
"... You--" Suddenly, she screamed, and Kaito found himself with a faceful of damp towel. "You fuckers!"
"Charming as always," he drawled, and quickly leapt out of the way as she sent a barrage of blood whips in his direction. Ganta wasn't quite so quick to react, and he was thrown out of the room, but Minatsuki wasn't even paying attention to him anymore - she was more focused on the moron that was jumping around her room like an acrobat.
"Hold still, you stupid bastard!" she shrieked, flinging her Whip Wing at him - and they might have been moving so fast that Kaito wasn't able to see the ends of the whips, but he could see the movements from the hair closer to her head, and it helped him to predict and dodge her attacks.
"It's okay, I'm not going to step on your flowers!" he called back, laughing, and for a moment, her attacks paused.
"I-- I don't give a fuck!" She redoubled her efforts, and managed to catch him by the ankle, tripping him - but his hands managed to find the floor, and he cartwheeled to safety.
She bristled, and her whips raised, poised to strike again, but Kaito quickly held his hands up in defense.
"Woah, woah!" he chuckled nervously, trying to catch his breath. Sh-she's fast! "H-hey, I'm just here to talk, okay? There's nothing to attack me for!"
Slowly, the tendrils lowered, and Minatsuki's enraged expression eased into a frown; Kaito felt oddly like he was calming an animal, but he didn't draw that parallel out loud.
"... Why the hell would I want to talk to you?" she asked, making sure to keep the distance of the room between them. He took a step forward, and she stepped back. Yeah, definitely like an animal.
"Because I'm witty and entertaining and an excellent conversationalist?" Her unimpressed expression warned him of danger, and he dropped the cheeky grin with a sigh. "Look, I wanted to talk about all that stuff that's been coming up on the community lately..."
"How Karen's a huge fucking lesbian?" Kaito frowned. Minatsuki's expression was serious and cautious, her shoulders were tense, and her fists were clenched; her tone wasn't even mocking. She knew damn well what he was getting at, and she didn't want to talk.
But he was going to talk, whether she wanted him to or not. "I get it. I get what you've been through." Her tolerance and any calm she might have had was quickly reaching breaking point, and he hurried on, "I can't understand it personally, and I don't know how it felt, but I get it. Your mom is an important person, and if you feel like someone that close to you has betrayed you, then humanity doesn't seem that great. I get it. But not everyone is like that, you know. Lots of people would put other people before them."
Minatsuki was shaking violently, and she laughed, raspy and trembling. "F-fuck--that's just what they say, you--you fucking idiot. When it counts, everyone is just a self-centred little shit like me--"
"I don't think that's true." She glared at him, furious, but Kaito ignored it. "I don't think you're self-centred at all. Not anymore, at least. You wouldn't just let somebody die if you didn't think they deserved it. If this ceiling fell down on me right now, I think you'd help me."
"No, I'd let it squeeze the brains out of your thick skull, dumbfuck!" she snapped, stance turning hostile. The whips lashed about angrily.
"You know," he continued, passing over her insults, "I could prove it to you. If you'd open up a little, if you'd let yourself have friends, you'd see we're not going to hurt you. You wouldn't be lonely, either."
That was as much as she could stand.
"I'M NOT LONELY!!" she screamed, and snatched up the nearest thing she could in her hands - a vase of flowers - squeezed her eyes shut, and threw it with all of the strength she could force into her shaking arms.
She didn't see anything, but she heard the smash, and when she cracked an eye open, still trembling, Kaito was lying spread-eagled on the floor.
"Ha! Not so fast this time, right, dipshit?" she laughed. He didn't move, and her smile fell a bit. "... God, you're not unconcious or anything, are you? How fucking lame." She crossed the room (surprisingly quickly, for someone who didn't care about him), and leaned over to peer at him.
He still didn't move.
"... Hey."
Nothing.
"Fuck, you're that weak?"
Nothing.
Minatsuki stepped one leg over his body and sat down, straddling his sides with her thighs. She slapped him. "Hey, fuckface, wake up." She raked her nails down his arm. "No~t funny!" Nothing. She was started to shake again. "H-hey..." She wrapped her hands around his throat, but didn't squeeze. "Hey, this isn't... I-idiot..."
Nothing.
"Kaito...?"
She went silent, and she was shaking so badly that she felt like she was spasming.
There was a pulse beneath her hands--
--but Minatsuki felt it a second too late, and Kaito had flipped her onto her back before she could react, laughing.
"You..."
"So." He grinned smugly down at her. "You'd let me die, huh?"
"... YOU COCK-SUCKING--LITTLE SHIT--FUCKING LIMP-DICKED ROACH-EATING--I'M GOING TO FUCKING RIP YOU TO SHREDS AND YOU'LL WISH IT HAD BEEN THE FUCKING CEILING THAT SQUEEZED YOUR BRAINS OUT YOU CUNT-FACED MOTHERFUCKER!!!"
Kaito ended up with a rather serious concussion and stitches in his arm.
He still thought it was pretty worth it.