OCC:Open to Kin and Kayos. Kin, tell me when you come back on AIM.
Ray too <4

"The city of love has fallen into ruins. How ironic.", Gin thought to himself. "Practicing juggling scalpels in this void desert seems like a waste. No one comes by here." Gin brushed off the sand from a flat foundation, and looked into the sky. "You can barely see the sun anymore. The sand is blocking it out. What a pitiful world." Gin was as usual, polishing his handguns. Sand always got jammed in them, and he didn't want to be unprepared. "It's a dog eat dog world, huh..", Gin whispered to himself quietly. Gin yawned silently and curled into a fetal position. "Life is boring. The world has crumbled. We've degraded from sophisticated intellectuals to barbaric neanderthals. Negotiations are a thing of the past. No longer is our world at "peace"."
He poured water over his hair and his face. "Too bad almost no one else can feel this kind of sensation. Now, the question is. Who are you?", Gin said, as he pulled out one of his scalpels.

「 MEETING OF THE FUTURE」

- Shifting into the other man's clear view, the delicate looking structure gave up hiding behind a large boulder that had once been attached to a building known for it's ethereal beauty. Tangerine orbs beamed brightly as they gazed at the angelic-looking male in front of him with water clinging to his very being like he was the God of Aqua. Idly stepping three more baby steps towards the man, he couldn't seem to pry his child-like stare off him. Throughout his years alongside his father, he had been thought the proper etiquette to act around strangers and people of importance. But somehow, this time he didn't feel like abiding by those strict norms he had followed throughout his whole life. Screw norms, I'm free now! To say the other individual was handsome, was a complete understatement .. Indeed. Those ' back-the-fuck-off ' dark hues enthralled every nerve in Kousuke's being, and his dark dark, almost black, mop of brown made his deco peached skin look almost porecelain in the sun's harmful rays. No, he was beautiful. This guy was actually worth the whoring around, and the Shironui felt drawn in by his killer nature. " Yoooo. I'm Shou! " Shou .. was his work-name, since he couldn't be fucked to give out his real name. And even though this stranger felt 'right' and not like some pyscho, he still couldn't risk it. Not at all.

"I don't mind you staring at me that way, but I do find it a bit uncomfortable." Gin didn't really care who he was, but he was surprised he was meeting anyone in such a void. "I'm Gin. Gin Yagami. What are you doing in such a deserted place? Perhaps he could get him to leave. Maybe. "Sorry but, I don't intend to make friends." Gin went to go sit in a spot where the sunlight could gleam through the sandy sky. The vivid sunlight surrounded his body. He was almost shining. The water droplets from his hair seemed as though it was morning dew. His true intentions were unclear.

「I WORK HARD!」

- Well now, someone was certainly really stubborn. Humph! Don't intend to make friends? Why, that's just absurd! Anyone would like to make friends, especially with someone like him. I mean, who wouldn't want to be friends with a prostitute?! You could get special treatment, as well! Oh right .. This man, Gin, didn't know he used his body to get by living. The thought about the man's reaction to his occupation crossed the blonde's mind for a moment -- Would he really be that bashful about it? But even so, he wasn't anyone to Kousuke, to judge to him just by his occupation. And actually, Kousuke wasn't ashamed of his occupation; no, it was quite the contrary. His job only clarified that his existance was needed, and that people needed him. In the most intimate of ways, whatever way it didn't neccessarily matter, only as long as Kousuke could make that person feel better about themselves. It wasn't like his customers treated him horrible, either. Noooo fucking way, they were probably too afraid to see his adorable puppy-dog look break into a sudden depression or anger. Every single one of them treated him with whatever luxury they could offer him as well, so hey .. Kousuke didn't have too bad after all. Deciphering the other man's occupation, or rather what the hell he was, was quite difficult since he looked normal. But just where did he get all that water to toy with so easily? Water had become sort of sacred in the world's old age now. Large quantities of it was rare, and even so people measured their use of it through everyday use. But anyway .. getting rejected by a stranger wasn't always the most pleasant of experiences for a good-looking prostitute like himself. No, forget that. He'd get one kiss out of this shrouded fellow no matter what!

Tilting to the side, he felt a grin tease his lips as he skipped over behind the stranger. The sun's heavy heat was minimal today, but it still managed to brush up against him, and radiate enough heat to make him remove his jacket. Whilst doing the forestated, he took a seat next to Gin, and held a hand to sheath his face from the harmful UV rays. " Mm, we don't have to be friends, if that's what you want. I'll take any offer, since you're such a looker! " The young man's grin stretched into a mischievious smirk as he waited for the other's respond.

Gin smiled, emotionless. "Seems as though my dull days have come to an end.", he said sarcastically. Gin looked at his hand. His bandages were getting dirty. He whipped out his first aid kit, and used his nimble fingers to replace his tainted bandages with new ones. All the injuries he had was from assassination missions and juggling scalpels. Of course, he wasn't an amateur at neither anymore. "If you're wondering, I'm a street performer.", Gin told Shou. He juggled the scalpels in front of him. Being a street performer was his disguise, and his alternative to get some spare cash to get by. "These injuries show my hard work, I guess."

「PROSTIJUGGLER」

- Slightly horrified by the bandages circling Gin's hands and fingers, Kousuke couldn't help but let his own hand act on it's own and reach to graze Gin's delicately. " Wow, a street preformer can have injuries like these? .. " The reply harboured a strange feeling to it, like he was purposely lying to the younger male. But why? He knew the question wouldn't get answered, since he didn't even know this man, but still .. it lingered in his conscious and soiled itself. Deep, deep into the walls of distant memories -- He'd have to get the questioned answered. But so far his attempts to catch this man's attention was all in vain. He hadn't even replied to Kousuke's offer, which was extremely lenient. Much less, tried to find out who he was. Although his first sarcastic statement made the Shironui quite curious as to what he meant exactly. " Sooo handsome Stranger! I'll take any offer, or anything if you don't have cash .. " Chuckling nervously at how whorish that just sounded coming from his own mouth, he scooted over closer to Gin. The lengths of their arms met, and tangerine hues were directed sideways to look up at Gin's cold hearted gaze that looked forward for the time being ..

Gin stared into his eyes. "What a nice shade of tangerine.", he said to himself. He had seen many pairs of eyes, yet had never seen tangerine eyes. "I'm not interested. Though, if you need money.." Gin took out a large sack. It was his pay for assassinating someone. It was pretty high, but he had no use for money. He put it in Shou's lap. "You can keep it. Not like I have a use for it." The gold inside the bag glimmered from the sunlight. "Wait.", Gin thought to himself. "A street performer can't make that much money. Fuck, I just gave myself away. Maybe he'll just take the money and leave." Gambling was the only option left.

「 SLY OPPORTUNITY」

- What a nice shade of tangerine .. A compliment?! Why, that was just extraordinary coming from the so-far stoic man next to him! He hadn't been expecting any kind of compliment for a long time, more like an insult if anything. Or just be ignored. Any of the two were his best shot, but .. the situation seemed to have concurred. But suddenly he had totally rejected his proposal once again, and placed a sack of gold on his lap instead. Woah there, that's alot of money .. And he's a street preformer? Something incredibly fishy was going on right here, street preformers hardly made any money, if none at all. It was rare to see this much money in the hands of one. Or perhaps this was his life savings from his expertise?! Nawh .. he doubted such a cold man like Gin would give his life-savings to soemone like Kousuke. This money had to be earned from dirty business, much like his own. Only ten times more dirtier? Something along those lines. An idea sparked in him at the very instant to the thought, " I won't ask you about it, but you have to give me something in return. " Yes, this was the only way around to getting a taste out of those placid lips that tempted the blonde to no end. His right shut in a quick wink, only to loom right under Gin's chin, putting a hold over his lap and staring ever so determined up at the other with a smirk that contained no innocent thoughts.

Gin knew what he was hinting at. However, he was not used to these kind of situations. Yes, he had been in a brothel before, yet doing this made him feel so insecure. Alas, being isolated from society and becoming such a taciturn individual did not help him one bit. Gin slowly inched towards Shou's face, and kissed him. He didn't peck, or he would be embarassed. It was a pretty long kiss, and Gin didn't intend for it to be that way. "That was my bad.", Gin said quickly, withdrawing his lips from Shou's. "It's been itching at me for quite some time now. Your name. It isn't Shou, is it." Gin's eyes wandered elsewhere, still embarassed from the prolonged kiss he had. He tried hard to change the subject.

「 SUDDEN TRIBUTE」

- To his much surprise, Gin had actually understood what Kousuke's sly hint meant. Which was quite ironic, actually. Originally, he had thought of him as another oblivious guy who didn't have the ability to decipher hints such as the fore done. However, it seemed that out of nowhere, his brain had developed the way for him to understand Kousuke's true intentions and went along with it, amazingly. This only intruiged the blonde further into knowing Gin's 'real deal.' This rough endearment had only lengthened his spark of interest in the loner he had spotted from his wee litte eye. Shaking his head in response to his apologize the Shironui chuckled under his breath, " It's alright. You're not bad at all, Yagami-saa~aan. You can perfect it with me, if you want. " That wasn't a lie, actually. During his work, he was kind of forced to lie to his customers to make them feel better about themselves and such. But was only because the matters of money were concerned. This case was completely different, since he actually got pleasure from the doing. He highly doubted Gin had ever locked tongues with anyone else besides Kousuke, since the obvious hesitation and thinking ' Am I doing this right? ' were transmitted through his hard efforts of kissing. Kousuke bet anything he had that Gin had never been with a woman, much much much less a guy. Screw women, he looked better than females nowadays, who cared little to none about their appearence because of the world's solemn age. Although, a few here and there still lingered about with the vogue ideas, it was still so rare. Your name. It isn't Shou, is it? Wow, this guy must have been some kind of pyschic or something. He had discovered Kousuke's hard placed mask under just a kiss? How insane, the lad thought to himself. " You promise you won't tell? .. " It seemed as though he really wanted to know, even if he did turn away from the other's pleased looking face. Taking it upon himself, he locked his arm around Gin's and clung to it like his very life depended on it. His left's apendages twirled in random outlines on Gin's thigh, slightly into his inner thigh, whilst his head rested on his shoulder. " My name isn't actually Shou .. you're right. It's actually Kousuke. Shou's my work name .. "

Gin already figured out what his occupation was. He didn't want to ask, only because he didn't want to get involved. Gin thought of the kiss as a trade. Or at least he thought he did. Why didn't it seem detached and meaningless? By the time they were done, the night sky covered by sand loomed over the two. "It's getting late. You should go, before the animals and bandits come out." He didn't fear for himself, because he was already capable of dealing with those kinds of things. However, he didn't know about Kousuke. "If you want, you can stay here." Gin threw his cloak over him and dozed to sleep.

「 AN INVITATION?」

- And like creeping death, the night had shrouded the two in it's decandent violet haze that soon resulted in a sheet of black shrouded them in darkness. " I can stay with you? Really? " But before he could get a coherent answer, the other had draped his warm cloak over him. But it didn;t quite feel right letting him sleep like that. " Gin .. Gin? " A finger poked violently at Gin's neck in hopes of attracting his attention towards Kousuke. " You can rest your lap on my legs .. I don't mind. Sleeping like that doesn't seem rather comfortable. " In all honesty, it really didn't. Sleeping sitting up was never a good method to relax in, Kousuke knew this from experience. Sleepless nights sitting everywhere trying to catch some shut eye were never the best, but he got by all that, once he had been introduced to his current expertise.

"I'll take your offer up next time. Right now, I feel like sleeping upright.", Gin replied. He didn't have the urge to sleep on his nap, nor the urge to sleep at all. However, his body was reacting from the countless days he hadn't slept. Bags formed under his eyes, and he was become drowsy once more. He fell into a deep sleep, not to be woken up by anyone.

「色彩のブルース」

- This man, Gin .. was nothing like Kousuke had ever encountered, nothing at all. He contrasted so greatly with his previous customers that the younger of the two was left dumbfounded in what to do next. Althought the situation AND Gin seemed to be pushing towards the option of his departure, he didn't want to. Through his short walk around the city that once bloomed with romance everywhere, he had actually caught a person that appealed to more than his senses could give into. Saying he didn't try was a big fat lie, he did try all he could to get this man to find praise in dear Kousuke. But apparently, the previous endearment had been but a trade to Gin. Nothing more than a 'hush-hush' trade between the two of them as strangers that knew too much, and nothing else. Especially nothing else. Distraught in his deep thoughts, his hold around Gin famished and he slipped out from the cloak, standing erect in his stance heartfelt about the whole situation. Forget it, this was just another job, right? And he had actually gotten paid other than money. And that payment was the greatest in a long long time. But Kousuke decided to forget the whole thing, and move on. He stepped forward some, but couldn't manage to continue without looking back just once more. " .. Handsome stranger, mmm. " With a smile that contradicted his true sentiments, he walked away from the man he had encountered a few minutes ago. " Sayonara, sweetheart. " Trudging back to the smalltown of Duran, he would bask himself in whatever luxury they bestowed under a woman thrice his age's tender wing. This was the way to go, for sure.

Gin woke up, sand covering his whole body. "What a mess.", Gin said, as he brushed it off of him. "I guess "Shou" left for his house. Wonder if anything happened to him." Thoughts of their intimate moment made Gin shiver. That was the first time someone had gotten so close to him. Maybe he wouldn't see him again. He was only contradicting himself by pushing him away. "I should go out to Duran to buy some stuff from the bazaar. Then I'll look for a job and head out." Gin slung his supplies over his back and went out to Duran. Gin was surprised at what he saw. The bazaar was actually filled with people. They weren't taking things from each other, and killing, but bartering and selling/buying. It seemed like a perfectly normal place. Too normal for this world. He felt as though something was wrong. He bought his supplies quick, and checked into an inn. Once he was done with checking in, he went to a place where assassins get their missions. It was an old, abandoned warehouse that was from ancient times. Architects had attempted to rebuild it, but had failed. Therefore, they had to abandon the project, and the building was scheduled to be broken down. Of course, it never did. The government never did care about anyone aside from themselves. He silently hid his presence and took the highest paying mission. He decided to go later on in the day. As Gin was walking back to the inn, he got a small glimpse of a familiar face. Was it Kousuke or his imagination? He slowly opened the door to the inn, and went inside for a long deserved rest.

「STRANGERS」

- Through the night and the early hours of the the day, Kousuke had been preoccupied with tending to his current customer living the short, sweet life of a kept man. Even though the woman was thrice his age, she pampered herself to no end, and thrived on anything aesthetic to look ten years younger, but unfortunately it didn't really have much effect. While the woman had gone to buy some more powder for their bathroom, Kousuke took the liberty to saunter about the inn's rooms in search of anything entertaining. Though his search returned no results, all he could muster were tiresome sighs and non-understandable dialogue about the previous day and night. Though his nightmare of the stoic man did not come to end .. Gin had appeared at that very inn Kousuke was staying in. Geezus. He wouldn't go after him like a smitten kitton though, forget him. Once you reject the Kousuke once, there's no going back! Unless he begs for it ... Seeing the fellow walk towards the entrance, Kousuke plotted in his mind carefully taking a seat in the lobby where Gin stepped right into, reading the newspaper on the coffeestand idly. " ... "

It had been a long day. But it wasn't over yet. Gin hadn't even looked at the mission itself. He only took the one with the most zeros. He took it out of his pocket, and laid it out on a table. His target was a government official, who looked as conceited and wealthy as he was fat. Gin slowly started to get up, and headed for the door. Perhaps the thrill of killing someone who was bound to have a lot of bodyguards was making him feel bloodthirsty. Yet, his face showed no emotion. He slowly opened the inn's door, and closed it behind him. He didn't realize he had left the mission notice behind, and proceeded onto the designated location.

「MYSTERIOUS FELLOW」

- When Gin had exited the inn on his own behalf, clearly not noticing Kousuke was right in front of him .. He lowered the newspaper on his lap, and couldn't help but look to the side at what he had abandoned. It was a a sheet of paper with a mundane amount of '0's printed on it. Most likely a sale, or a wanted flyer? Putting the newspaper onto the surface of the coffeetable, Kousuke walked over to the notice on the counter, picking it up into his delicate hold. And by god, it actually was a wanted flyer! For a government official who had been corrupted through the malicious outside forces and started going against his very base. Was Gin a bounty hunter or an assassin? Any of two forestated would be a legit guess as to why he had picked this notice for such a high amount of money. Shit, this amount of money would take Kousuke like ten women, and five men to reach, at the least. The very thought of it made the young male shiver in disgust at his own expertise, but quickly brushed the sudden emotion aside, placing that notice back on the counter. Yagami Gin .. was a dark fellow shourded in mystery to Kousuke, something he couldn't quite understand at all. Though he had only met him for such a short time, the man intruiged him to no end, and made him wonder about his past experiences, his life in the past before the world developed into such an atrocious enviroment. Anyway, Gin wasn't something he should thinking about now, since his customer would soon be returning from her shopping spree, and most likely in dire need of the young man. With a slow, staggered pace he inched towards his destination on the second story, thinking what Gin was doing, wether he was fighting the official's guards, or sitting there peacefully looking as aweful as he did the day before. " Good Luck, Gin. " Taking a glance out the transparent window, he took a seat on the edge of the satin sheeted bed, and faltered under the wearyness of last night and this morning. Before he knew it, his back had befallen on the comfort bed, while the rest of his body perched against the comfort beautifully, dozing into an ethereal sleep.

It was here. Gin quietly crept across the wall, and sat on the ledge, where a window was located. He peered through the glass, and saw the corrupted government official, drowning himself with women, wine, and possibly what looked like drugs. He had ten bodyguards with him. They looked more like unexperienced hitmen than experienced assassins. Gin was prepared. He quietly opened the window, when suddenly, he felt a bullet graze his leg. "Intruder!", yelled one of the bodyguards. Gin thought to himself, "Damn, there are more!" He jumped into the mansion as the women fled, screaming. The bodyguards were surrounding the sleazebag official, who was trembling in fear. Ten more bodyguards came from the back. Gin was surrounded. "What are you waiting for!?", the government official frantically yelled. "GET HIM!" Gin bolted at the target. The bodyguards were obviously more experienced than he had expected. Gin was shot in the leg, and staggered. "Don't shoot! The official is too close!", yelled one of the bodyguards. "Here's my chance.", thought Gin. He stood up, as the bodyguards took out their katanas. He put scalpels between each finger, and took aim. He could only hit ten at a time, so he had to use them wisely. Bodyguards from both sides had surrounded him. Gin threw the scalpels with deadly accuracy. He had hit all his targets, except the one who's head he was supposed to get. One of the bodyguards pounced on him and cut his shoulder. His right arm was rendered useless. Now he could only hit five, and 10 more were left. Gin thought, "This isn't going to be too hard." He threw his scalpels at the bodyguards. His flexibility and lightning speed enabled him to throw the scalpels, and then get a new set. He threw another five, and that made twenty. He stood and sighed. "Now that that's over, what should I do with you.", as he stared at the government official. He stared at the government official coldly. "Please don't kill me!", the government official pleaded. "Too bad you didn't reply to anyone else's cry for mercy." Just as Gin lunged to decapitate him, a gunshot was fired. Gin, in surprise, looked down at his stomach. Blood was spilling. Before the bodyguard could reload, Gin was already behind him. He slit his throat, and the blood splattered all over the official. Gin had a cold, menacing stare in his eyes. This was his true self. His inhuman, merciless self. He crept towards the official and impaled him with more than twenty scalpels. He grabbed his body and staggered to the abandoned warehouse, where he dropped off the body and collected his pay. The bullet wound began to bleed more. Not only that, the bullet wound in his leg and the cut on his right arm began to bleed as well. He put on new bandages, as red blood stains started to appear on the new, white bandages. He started towards the inn. Not only was he heavily injured, his eyesight was getting blurry. He walked up the the inn, and opened the door slowly. Everything became a blur, and he collapsed onto the floor.

「BACK AND AGAIN」

- Madam Lunair had arrived only ten minutes after Kousuke's sudden nap in the late afternoon, weary of her luggage and in need of her kept man's services. After a hour or two of being enclosed in those four walls forming the spacious room that held him prisoner temporarily to the woman's urging needs that met no discreet boundaries. Luckily though, he had escaped her wrath when she was called by one of her personal helpers to go take part in the dinner party with the inn keeper downstairs. She had told Kousuke to stay still until she came back, while he was still half dazed wrapped in the silky material that covered his body as a whole. A minute after the madam's depart towards the firsts tory, a woman shrieked in horror near the clerk register by the entrance. Many shouts were heard of a man who was brutally injured, and bleeding at an exceedingly fast rate. His once white bandages were smothered in that crimson fluid that didn't cease to keep flowing regardless of all the women's aid. " Ah, it's the new customer .. Yagami Gin, was it?! What on earth happened to him?! " Countless voices framed a ruckus downstairs that Kousuke couldn't stand any longer, so he rose out of the sweet comfort of his bed and draped a robe around his lithe figure. Aimed towards the door, and down the stairs with a rather irritated look gracing his features. A crowd packed anxiously around the entrance as some employees tended to the man's wounds in horror. " Those lousy women can't ever do any-- .. Gin? ... " If he could recall right, that wounded man had a true mop of black hair and his skin shined with a peachy tone, totally clarifying it was indeed, Yagami Gin. Rushing as quickly as possibly, he dashed down the rest of the staircase, and pushed aside the men and women who had accumulated in the crowd over the short time. " Call a doctor now! Just what have you been doing?! " One worker told him that the doctor was already on his way, and that this was the only thing left to do. Remend and remend his wounds over and over again, hoping they wouldn't bleed as much. The blonde ran a frail hand along Gin's jawline seeing the obvious pain, as the male below him groaned in pure agony. The sight was horrific and just way too much for the Shironui to endure at the moment, he had to get Gin somewhere better than just on a carpet with women in frantic qualm. Slipping his arms under the other's figure, he picked him up with some struggle but succeeded nonetheless. A bed was much more comforting than the hardwooden floors, right? Right .. A frown managed to claim territory on his lips while he looking at Gin in clear concern through his trivial journey upstairs. Entering the room, he placed the Gin gently on the bed's right side, pulling the seat to harbour by his side. Atutomatically, he tended to his wounds, cleaning them with antispectic, and replacing the bloody bandages until the doctor got here. " Jesus, Gin .. where'd you go off to and yoursel fall torn up like this? ... " But at least now, he was at Kousuke's side and not rotting away on the corner of the main street. Yes, at least now he could watch over him whilst he slept into the zone that crossed the line with death.

Once the doctor arrived, Kousuke was asked to retreat from the vacany of the room and wait outside. Madam Lunair, who had gotten quite fond of the blonde boy, took it upon her to pay for the man's medical bills since it seemed he was Kousuke's friend, or something. " Ahh, no no. I'll pay for his medical bills .. I don't think he'd want an old lady paying for him, heh. " The woman scornfully punched his shoulder at the comment, and agreed to it. She was to be moving on now from Duran, so she wouldn't stay much longer to pester him with his new 'customer,' if that's what he was -- she said. The Shironui thanked her a thousand times when he saw her off to the automobile, and once she sped off in the distance, he ventured back into the inn and upstairs. The doctor explained to him not to let Gin made any major sudden movements or return to 'work' until a week's rest. The medical mastermind had sewn together his open wounds in stitches, and removed the bullet through countless hours of procedure on Gin, who only managed to twitch every now and then under the anesthisia. " I'll send the bill tomorrow, Shironui. " Nodding, the both said their good-byes, and Kousuke practicall broke into a sprint into the room to sit by Gin's side. " ... You're such an asshole, Gin. " And even though the other lay there completely motionless, except his steady breathing, Kousuke couldn't help but hold onto him. The blonde's hand traveled to mount over Gin's subtle one, and he stared in half concern, and half joy at the deadly angel sleeping soundly as ever.

The scene of his sister's death rang in his dreams. The dreams that he found scarier than death. The grotesque images of his sister, being shot over and over by government assassins. "Nee-san..", Gin said slowly. "NEE-SAN!", Gin yelled, as he sat up straight. His wound opened up again, but he felt no pain. He grabbed the locket around his neck and held it tight. His wounds were stitched, and he felt pretty sore. "What a rough day.", Gin said. He turned to see Kousuke, staring into his eyes with the eerie yet beautiful shades of tangerine. "So you're the one who helped me out in the end. I'll pay for the bill. Sorry for the all the trouble.", said Gin, who was already standing up to go to his room.

「GIN'S A MASOCHIST?!」

- Sorry for all the trouble? Trouble, was that all this was to Gin? Easy, do-able, and resolvable trouble?! No, of course not! Kousuke had literally spent the rest of the day, and the whole night nearly into dusk, waiting for this impudent fool to wake up. To give true signs of life kicking inside him! Yet, he here he was being the stoic asshole he was yesterday. God forbid him for picking on a crippled, injured man .. but, he couldn't let the fool go back to his own room with no special care whatsoever. He'd probably end up bleeding to death again, while he slept. Which was not something the Shironui wanted, not at all. His legs shot up in an erect stance to stop the other from taking anymore sudden steps towards the door. " This is no trouble, just shut up and lay down! " Regardless of Gin's obvious injuries .. he pushed the man back onto the bed, and placed a hand over his chest to prevent his escape. " I forbid you go back to your room, you'll only end up dieing when you sleep again. So .. just stay here, okay? " It was for the best too, since Kousuke himself would be tending and cleaning his wounds and stitches regularily with extra caution.

Just as Gin was about to stand up to argue back, his legs gave out on him. The anesthetic kicked in, and he collapsed onto the floor. He laughed hysterically. "How pitiful. Just as I become better at what I do, my legs give out on me. Wow, this is great.", Gin said sarcastically. He opened his locket, and observed the picture of his deceased sister. "Too bad you aren't here, or none of this would've happened this way.", Gin said softly, but under his breath, so that Kousuke wouldn't hear it. He stayed in the position he was in, and stared at the ceiling. "I'll take you up on your offer, for now.", Gin said with a mischevious grin on his face.

「WILD IMAGINATION」

- I'll take you up on your offer, for now .. Wow, for some reason that sentence took forever and day to fully engross itself into his brain. Because obviously this was a big fat joke, right? .. Right? Of course it was, since Gin was obviously a huuuuuuge joker when it came to Kousuke. Stretching a hand down at the guy, he offered a help up from the ground. " Really? Now? " If it was what Kousuke wanted it to be, that'd be damn impossible now. But regardless, he was free to imagine on his own accord. Helping Gin up and onto the bed's edge, he sat next to him, reaching for the guaze and antiseptic. " You're all bloody now .. lay down, and I'll clean you up. "

"It seems like he's serious.", Gin thought to himself. He settled down, and grabbed his hand. He made his way onto the bed, and sat down. "Aye, Shironui. What do you think of me, now that you know what I am?", Gin asked. He was curious to see of what Kousuke would think of him, now that he knew that Gin was an assassin. Most people would run away, or try to hide from Gin. He thought he'd get the same reaction from Kousuke. He stared blankly at him, and waited for his response. "Maybe he's just like the others.", Gin thought to himself once more.

「EXHAUSTEXHAUST」

- Since he didn't lay down on his own, Kousuke did a favour for the stoic male, and laid him down on the bed, by FORCE! He was questioning him about his occupation, but he didn't really feel like answering. Besides the amount of weariness and exhaustion building up inside of him, he couldn't quite think of a legit reply to his inquiries. Right now they were beyond the Shironui, way way beyond his comprehension. All he wanted was to sleep for countless hours and wake up to a nice hot bath, but his dreams diminished when he saw the look on Gin's face. Actually, this felt better than sleeping. He was actually helping someone in an another way other than the usual. But I suppose,he was forced to answer the man he was treating oh so carefully, since his ebony stare bore holes into the enamel of his skull. " Uh .. I don't really care, it's pretty cool. " Shit, that was a pathetic reply .. he's going to think I'm stupid or childish .. Heaving a sigh, he raised Gin's shirt and undid the bandages around his waist, only to replace them with brand new ones.

"It was pretty cool huh..", Gin said slowly. All of a sudden, Gin burst out laughing. "That's a first!", Gin said, wiping away tears from the laughter. "You're a unique one, aren't you." His melancholy mood quickly returned. There was eerie silence. "Are you going to stay a prostitute forever..?", Gin said, his words fading away. Gin had a proposition for him, if he was willing, of course.

「THOUGHTS」

- Staying a prostitute was not something he wanted to do for the rest of his life, no. But he didn't know what else to preoccupy his time with, and didn't have a home to return to since he had deliberately ran away from home at the tender age of sixteen. Two years .. had it really been that long since he last saw his scornful father and his beguiled ideals? Yes, for two years he had been wandering around aimlessly in the East of this god forsaken void of nothing, slinging his body back and forth to get by and live at ease. Thinking each and every day, will I get something to eat? Will I get something to drink? Will I sleep soundly tonight? There was no return to the normal life he used to lead, unless he wanted to be another government lapdog for Se7ven. Which quite frankly, was never in his history outline to begin with, no thanks. " Well .. I don't know what else to do with myself, ... " It's not like he wanted to go on being sought by people of the both sexes for sexual pleasure, not really; no. After successfully remending the man's wounds, he crawled over Gin's legs, and laid down beside him on the comfortable solace of the bed's opposite sides, his hands rested atop his bare chest. " My original aim was to get as much money as I could doing this job, and maybe just settle down after and get a real job. But I can't seem to find myself anywhere .. Why? " His head turned idly on it's own to the side, to look at Gin's stoic demeanor at the moment. Hoping something positive would escape those placid lips.

Gin stood up. His injuries were already out of mind. "Stay here for a bit.", Gin said calmly. He went into Kousuke's room and packed up all his things. He threw them at him, and said, "Come, we're going to the bank. You do have a bank account, don't you?" Gin put his shirt back on, and wrapped his cloak around his body. It seemed like he was going to have an accomplice. "You're going to be medic. Your pay is half of the money I get from rewards. Not only that, I'm teaching you how to be an assassin. We won't be staying here forever, so say good bye to people you are going to miss, and places too.", Gin said forcefully, as he dragged Kousuke to the bank. He ran up the the lady, who was already scared from his melancholy face. "My pin number is ****." The woman frantically put in the numbers, and dropped her jaw when she saw the number of zeros in the balance. "Send half of that to this guy's bank account.", as he pointed at Kousuke. He passed a sheet to Kousuke. "Sign it.", as he wrote the amount he wanted to give him. The zeros seemed to go off the paper.

「TALE OF A KEPT MAN」

- Gin's offer was something he had NEVER, EVER in his whole two years of bargaining heard of -- become his medic and an assassin trainee?! Why, the single thought of it left his bubbly trajectory of thought all flustered with the proposal. It seem kind of romantic too .. How he had packed up all his belongings and ushered him out of the town in such a hurried manner, like he WANTED to have the Shironui at his side. Awwh, Gin. But even so, now that he stood next to Gin inside the bank's confinements, staring at the mundaen amount of zeros etching off the paper of the check, he felt like he was being sold into Yagami Gin's property. He couldn't let the opportunity slide right past him though, so he quickly dragged the pen across the signature area into his first and surname. Once the money had been deposited, and they were outside of the building, Kousuke stopped dead in his tracks, his hands inching up to lay on his hips. " What're you, trying to buy me entirely?! " His voice in a rather irritated tone at what he had just done. It was one thing being a prostitute for money, but offering this amount was just too crazy. Unless he was expecting something in return.

"I'm just paying you for your services. Doesn't that make me a customer? Besides, you said it yourself. You're always trying to get by with prostitution. Now, you don't need to do that anymore. Even without me, you can live like those old ladies that are your customers.", Gin said. Why was he doing all of this? Even he did not know the answer. Kousuke was different. Though someday, he knew that Kousuke and he would be seperated, he was prepared. Perhaps it was the thought of losing someone dear to him once more, but he had swore to himself that he wouldn't get too close to anyone anymore. When the time came, he would leave Kousuke. Not because he would be a burden, but because he would have to live on his own to survive out in this inhumane world. "A dog eat dog world..", Gin thought to himself. "Now that we're done with that, let's go buy you a weapon, of your choice, of course." Gin was ushering him to go faster and faster, as if they had no time left in the world.

「OUTLINES」

- Even without him he could live like his previous customers, was that really true?! This amount of money was vast, yes -- but, one day it would come cease to funding his needs. Besides who said he ever wanted to leave Gin? Or was Gin planning to leave him in the future? Hopefully it was was none of the forestated, because if that did actually happen Kousuke didn't know what exactly would be of the blonde after the sudden action. Gin was promising something Kousuke wouldn't have been able to achieve in five years or more, and I'm sad to say, he was actually believing him .. " A weapon? .. Oh, yes .. trainee, eh .. " The term 'weapon' aroused some sort of excitement in him at the acknowledgement, taking him into a quick trip of over-thinking his sudden decision. Things would be different now, since he wouldn't be ablone anymore; he'd have Gin to lead him, and teach him things he'd never even thought about. Plus, he said he was customer, too .. That actually made the blonde rather joyous in every aspect of the feeling. Meaning he could sleep next to Gin at night, right? Right! Of course it did, or why else would he mention being his new customer, hm?? Things were definitly looking up for the runaway now, and he couldn't be any pleased. He'd train hard to satisfy Gin's needs, and become one heck of an assassin, for his sake! " Are you going to help me, Gin-chin? " Inquiring, he ran a hand against the glass counter inside the weaponary shop of the town, eyeing the toys curiously.

"Hmm..", Gin asid, as he was thinking of a weapon more suited to Kousuke. Immediately, Gin told Kousuke to go wait for him at the outskirts of town. He went to the abandoned warehouse, where all the assassins had met in town. He bargained with an old friend, who used to work for the government. In return for money, Gin got a revolver and a whip. He met Kousuke at the outskirts of town. "Here.", Gin said, as he threw the weapons at Kousuke. "The gun has limited ammo, so don't depend on it much. Don't ask where I got it either." Guns had been scarce, and the only people who were able to get it were government hounds. However, not only did he have connections to government officials, he had done a few jobs for them too. "Let's get going then, shall we?", Gin said softly. He threw Kousuke half of the supplies he had bought. "There's a lot of food and water, so don't worry. We'll be practicing with your aim, and your skills with a whip. Although, we won't be using real ammo for the gun."

「NEW SENSATION」

- The long wait on the town's outskirts had droven the blonde nearly on the verge of going right back and looking for Gin, deliberately disboeying his command to wait patiently for his return. But the minutes seemed to pass one after the other slowly as ever, and had yet to appear with his future weapons. I suppose it was because Gin knew Kousuke would have picked something retarded instead of something worthy of a weapon to be held as an assassin. When the other man had finally, goddamn finally, arrived Kousuke sprung up from his crouching position to wrap Gin in a tight embrace muttering, " You took soooo long! I was growing too impatient. " He was about to learn into Gin's coat to snuggle against him, but quickly pushed away when the ebony-hued male shoved him, no threw, him his new weapons. The gun in his left made him feel extremely manly and powerful, but of course he had yet to use it right. However, on his left was a whip with a cylinder rod to grip onto that made him wonder about Gin's selections. Was this a weapon or a sex toy? Hmm ... Smirking to himself, the put both objects away and picked up their belongings, in a daydreaming thought about the whip and Gin all put together. " So, where're we going nowww? "

"We're going South. On the way there, we'll be camping out and improving on your skills. I have business with some people.", Gin said. Of course, it was an assassination request. They were paying him handsomely as well. Gin and Kinneth were walking along the desert. Gin was fine, but he didn't know about Kousuke. Whether or not he was tired, or if he was worn out. Soon, night had fell, and Gin set up a fire. "We're camping here for the night. You and me will be working on your techniques now. Not only that, I won't be sleeping. We need to watch out for the bandits in this area." Gin emptied out Kousuke's gun, and put in stone bullets. "This is what we'll be practicing with, for your aim and precision. Keep in mind, that all guns have recoil." Gin set up a target. He shot it with a bored look on his face, his eyes still on Kousuke. The bullet went through the head. He took another shot. This time, it went through the heart. "By the time we're done training, you should be able to do this."

OCC:One more post from me and we're moving to the South section Kin.