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Post by Aiden King on Oct 6, 2013 1:35:00 GMT -5
Aiden winced at the exclamation. Here it came. The fury and worry that only a boyfriend could produce. Joy. He scowled. "Nowhere. It's nothing. I'm fine." That... was probably a bad thing to say. The evidence was all over him, he was fairly certain there were even bruises around his neck from that one bastard who fought even dirtier than most. Aiden'd made sure he was picking his own teeth off of the floor by the end of it, though. Matsuda wasn't dumb, the blond was actually pretty damn smart all things considered, and he wasn't going to take the evasion lightly.
Thankfully, Aiden had proven he could take a hit physically... Mentally... Well, he hoped it wouldn't be too much harder.
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 6, 2013 2:37:49 GMT -5
Matsuda scowled at Aiden. "Are you SERIOUS?!" As concerned as he was, he was also frustrated and angry, and dammit he wasn't holding it in anymore. "You REALLY expect me to BELIEVE that after all the times you've come back like this?! Just TELL ME for fuck's sake!!" He needed to know, it was killing him seeing Aiden coming back like this all the time...
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 8, 2013 15:01:34 GMT -5
He didn't REALLY expect Matsuda to BELIEVE it, but he had hoped it would just keep him from asking questions. "S'just a job," he tried. Explaining everything would just be too awkward and mushy and crap... That wasn't something he wanted to do right now. Maybe LATER, if Matsuda wasn't going to kick him out of the room (he doubted the other man would, but he'd been wrong about a lot of things in his short span of life that he could recall).
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 8, 2013 16:00:28 GMT -5
The blonde's eye widen yet again at that. "What kinda job requires getting the shit kicked out of you?!" His voice wasn't as loud as it was a moment ago, but that was mainly because he didn't feel like yelling too much and risk getting attention from out in the halls.
Matsuda sighed after a moment. "You're explaining whether you like it or not, but for now let's get you fixed up." He had plenty of gauze and other materials tucked away for situations like this(between Aiden's tendency to get into fights and Matsu's own fights with his father he decided they were necessities). "Sit." he snapped, making the word come out as more of a command while he went to get the materials to wrap the other man's injuries.
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 9, 2013 0:27:41 GMT -5
Aiden sat. Standing after a direct Matsu-Order was liable to get him in even WORSE trouble, and frankly, he was too tired to even think about disobeying right now. The bed was so COMFY too... Maybe TONIGHT he'd be tired enough to just pass out and not have nightmares...
He sat and waited for Matsuda to gather his things as he steeped in a mixed cocktail of rage and exhaustion...
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 29, 2013 16:46:22 GMT -5
Matsuda made his way to his dresser, pulling out a box that he kept in the back corner of the top drawer and walked back beside Aiden again. The blonde sat beside him on the bed and started to open the box. "Take off your shirt while I'm getting everything out." He didn't bother giving him a glance as he got the bandages out, hopefully it wouldn't take too long to get him bandaged up. After that, well he'd make sure the giant Ookami would come clean with whatever he was doing.
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 29, 2013 22:04:35 GMT -5
Ouch... Not even a look. Matsuda was BEYOND mad. Too tired to NOT comply, Aiden started the somewhat painful process of shrugging himself out of his shirt without murdering his arms. It... mostly worked. The shirt was off, at least.
He hadn't really gotten a good glimpse at the full extent of his injuries beforehand, but he winced in memory of the hits that had surely created some of the more colorful bruises... Damn, he really couldn't blame Matsuda for getting mad... this really WAS pretty bad...
But man, that money was GOOD money, bloodsport or not...
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 29, 2013 22:18:48 GMT -5
By the time Aiden had gotten his shirt off Matsu was all prepared to start. The blonde finally turned his head to see all the damage, freezing for just a short second as he ground his teeth together to keep from saying anything. The grey eyes Ookami then got to bandaging his wounds as best as he could. Despite how frustrated and angry he was, Matsu was surprisingly gentle as he worked, making sure everything was wrapped right and wouldn't hurt the brunette anymore than what was necessary.
Finally he was finished, standing with the box again to put it back in its place in the dresser. After he did that, Matsu went to grabbing some of his own clothes for a night's worth and for the next day, craming them into a small bag before slinging it over his should and turning back to face the other man. "Now you're either telling me everything that's going on, or you can sleep in here alone. What's it gonna be?" He didn't raise his voice, somehow managing to keep it very calm as he kept his eye on his boyfriend to see if he would come clean or not.
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 29, 2013 22:50:19 GMT -5
Aiden's head whipped up to look Matsuda in the eye, a bolt of terror lancing down his spine and chilling him to the core. The blond's gentleness while working on Aiden's injuries had lowered the brunette's guard, and the pure undiluted fear had just suckerpunched him. Hard.
"We need money," the words were out of his mouth before he could try and come up with a reason to stop them. He couldn't let Matsuda leave. He didn't want to be alone again. "We can't stay here at the base forever and the money was good and I didn't want to try and wait for something better-" there was nothing he could DO besides fight. He wasn't GOOD at anything else. He read and was alright with math but he didn't remember many details of ANYTHING he had done before INVOLVING those... "And you're still dealing with your dad and I didn't want to fuck up you staying out of the ER again by making you worry-"
Oh god now he couldn't shut up. "And even if you didn't want to then you could use it to help your mom get away from him..." Ah... there. NOW he shut up. After spilling all of his guts. Way to go champ, you did it. Time to crawl into a hole and hope Matsuda decides to come back.
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 29, 2013 23:56:14 GMT -5
Matsuda stood still as Aiden explained, trying to process everything. He... he was doing this, coming back every night beaten and bloodied up... for him? For the both of them? The blonde sighed, running a hand through his hair and grabbing his bangs, letting the bandage that covered his missing eye show more than usual. "Dammit Aiden..." He muttered as he let the bag on his shoulder drop to the floor.
He sat on his own bed, expression a mixture of sadness and disappointment as he looked over to the brunette. "I'm making money too you know. Hell, you've seen me at some of my gigs." Granted the Allure only gave him one or two nights a week to perform depending on what was going on, but it wasn't like he was flat out BROKE. "There's gotta be a better way for you to get paid than doing... THIS." He sighed, shaking his head as he rubbed the back on his neck. Aiden KNEW how he felt about fighting and violence. It was terrible and something that the blonde only did as a last resort. Using it to get money, even if the money was GOOD... he didn't know how long he could handle Aiden doing that.
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 30, 2013 23:35:36 GMT -5
"M'sorry..." He mumbled out, gaze dropping to the floor. He didn't know what else to say... What else COULD he say? He had tried to find other jobs but there were no references he could give, some places treated the clans like gang affiliations, and he had no experience...
So when he had been approached after beating the shit out of a would-be mugger to participate in underground fights? It was almost too good to be true. "There was nothing else to do... I'm not GOOD at anything else, Matsu..." He remembered... He remembered music, a fuzzy sort of jazzy melody, and he wanted to try and recreate that...
But man... where was he supposed to find an instrument? And even then, did he even know how to PLAY? He doubted it...
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Oct 31, 2013 1:49:05 GMT -5
Matsuda sat quietly for a few moments as he tried to come up with some ideas. He could try getting Aiden back into music, if Matsu was getting money in that way then maybe he could too? Hell, the blonde would go out and BUY him a saxophone or violin or whatever he'd want. Even with his memories being the way they were, something like playing an instrument had to be something like walking right? Once you knew how to do it, it was near impossible to get rid of it.
Though maybe that was high hoping for the elder Ookami. Eventually he spoke. "We'll do something... Anything would be better than what you're doing now." He looked over at Aiden, and for someone with one eye it was full of emotion. "I just... I don't think I can put up with you doing that..." The blonde trailed off, allowing Aiden to figure out what was implied. He didn't want it to come to that, but maybe it would be enough of a wake up call for the giant Ookami to stop. He would help him find a job. No matter how little the pay would be, it would be so much better than Matsuda having to see Aiden hurt like this all the time. He wanted to keep him safe, but he couldn't do that unless Aiden let him.
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Post by Aiden King on Oct 31, 2013 23:54:42 GMT -5
Aiden nodded, eyes still averted. "Okay..." He said after a pause. "Okay. I'll... I'll stop, I promise." He had yet to break a promise, at least that he could remember, so he hoped it would hold weight with Matsu... He just hoped it would be as easy to stop fighting as he hoped it would be. Underground and Illegal were often synonymous, and shady illegal practices didn't always let go easy...
Thankfully, though, his lack of address and his connection to the clans might just be enough to throw any potential folks on his tail off. "I'm sorry, Matsu." He apologized again, finally meeting the elder Ookami's eyes.
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Post by Matsuda Megumi on Nov 1, 2013 4:29:29 GMT -5
Matsuda stared at Aiden for a while longer. That was good, he promised, now they could get on with everything. He sighed and stood up. "I know you are." He replied as he made his way across the room, kneeling in front of him to look him in the eye. "I'm still disappointed in you, but I'll forgive you." There was a small smile on his face, not the normal one he was notorious for, but it was a step.
He gave Aiden's cheek a gentle pat before standing up. "Now go to bed, those wounds gotta heal somehow." He wasn't sure if Aiden would want him to sleep with him for the night, but either way it would be a bad idea with his injuries.
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Post by Aiden King on Nov 3, 2013 0:06:52 GMT -5
Aiden's shoulders sagged in relief. Disappointment was awful, but if he was forgiven then everything was fine... Or at least, everything WOULD be fine. Eventually. "...Can I sleep with you?" He asked, better to ask than get shoved out of bed if he tried. He hurt enough as it was. He'd just wake up in the middle of the night if he DIDN'T get to sleep with Matsu anyway...
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