The way you love me [private for me and MsJacobL]

[zajawa]

Akira just nodded as Sangre touched to top of his head. He wouldn't leave just like that. Going meant death after all.. and he needed to wait for Sangre.

As the time flew he was slowly freaking out once again. Then he heard the knock and the voice that almost gave him a heart attack. After some few long moments he gathered enough determination to walk up to the doors and open them. All of his body screamed he was scared as he stood there, trembling and with a face sickly white.

[RedRose4]

When the door finally opened, Josh was expecting to feel better but he only felt worse. Akira looked…terrified of him, as if he just saw a ghost. Josh had to close his eyes momentarily. It was difficult to look into those green eyes in front of him that were once filled with happiness, and see sadness that he himself created.
“I…just…” Josh closed his eyes tighter and tilted his head to face the ground. “I’m sorry. I should have never spoken to you like that, and I had no intention of making you leave Akira. I’d never…I’d never do that, I promised you.” Slowly opening his eyes again, Sangre stayed behind Josh, not saying a word since he wouldn’t want to barge in.
Josh took a deep breath, struggling to look into Akira’s eyes but he managed to. “I’m so sorry Akira.” he mumbled. “I’m really sorry. I hope…I can somehow regain your trust again but I blew it and I know that now.” he spoke, and as he did so his voice seemed to have been slowly wavering the whole time.

[zajawa]

Akira jumped as soon as master spoke up and wanted to run away. But stood there. What he could do else? When he heard master saying that he wouldn't make him leave he looked at him in shock. Did that mean.. he could stay? His legs gave up under him once more. He didn't need to leave.. Master wasn't kicking him out... he wouldn't have to die.. Akira started to cry one more time.. this time from the relief he felt. It was like he was able to breath again with those words.. like something really heavy was lifted from his chest. Hiding his face in his hands he just sat there, trembling like he had a fever, all the fear, despair and distress escaping in the from of tears.

[RedRose4]

Josh opened his eyes even more at the sight of Akira crying. Did he say something wrong? Maybe he did something…He instantly frowned and looked at the man, wanting to comfort him, to wrap his arms around him, anything, but he held back. He didn’t want to bother Akira any more than he already had.
“I’m sorry..” Josh then muttered.

Sangre slowly walked in, kneeling in front of Akira just like he did in the kitchen and rubbing the his back softly. As he glanced up at Josh, he nodded once before speaking softly. “Akira just…has a lot of things running in his mind. Don’t take it personal.”
Josh didn’t take his words seriously, he must have done something wrong or else Akira wouldn’t be crying so much because of him. “Should…I leave the room?” Josh wondered under his breath.

[zajawa]

When Sangre kneeled beside him and started to rub his back.. it made him relax a bit and slowly he started to calm down enough to start writing. Though once again it was barely readable. '.. so scared.. if Master wouldn't want me.. here.. streets.. die..'

[RedRose4]

Just before he could even think of leaving, Josh saw Akira writing to Sangre, frowning instantly as he slowly got onto his knees so he’d be at the same level as him. Even though he couldn’t understand everything he wrote, he noticed most and he instantly shook his head and spoke once again.
“Akira, I’d never kick you back onto the streets….I care about you, and I saved you before I’d never want to put you outside and ultimately let you die…..never Akira.” Josh whispered.

Sangre kept his eyes on either man, keeping close to Akira and rubbing his back softly still. “See? Master doesn’t want you gone…and I don’t want that either.” he spoke softly.

[zajawa]

Akira uncovered his face and looked with his green, teary eyes at the other man. He then nodded weakly.. clearly not believing entirely. Though the words master said were really soothing. When he heard what Sangre said he nodded his head, trying to wipe still flowing tears. His wasn't so sickly pale anymore but he.. really exhausted. His pupils were slightly dilated, showing he was still a bit shocked with the ealier events. What wasn't really that strange.

[RedRose4]

Josh looked at Sangre, speaking softly despite being hesitant. “Would you…mind if I placed Akira to bed? We can speak later and eat when he feels better.” he whispered to him while keeping his eyes on Akira.
The chef slowly nodded, getting up and gently rubbing the servants back. “I’ll make sure to come back to see if you’re okay Akira…”

Sangre got up, about to leave the room but not without Josh speaking up. “Thank you. I owe you Sangre.” he stated, getting a smile in return before the chef left. As he did, Josh looked back at Akira, softly putting his arms around him and whispering. “Let me bring you to bed Aki. You need rest.” He whispered as he very carefully stood up, picking Akira up along with him. As he went towards his bed, he looked at him, frowning slightly. “Rest…you deserve as much as you can get.” he muttered.

[zajawa]

Akira nodded meekly. Everything sounded to him.. as if he wasn't fully there. As if hearing everything from far away. He slowly stopped crying as the warm hands lifted him up from the floor. He was still trembling but somehow being in master arms was still.. soothing. Without making any sound he put his head on Joshs chest.

[RedRose4]

The simple feeling of Akira’s head leaning on his chest made Josh feel a pinch of relief. Akira didn’t hate him after all. Or at least he hoped not. As he sat on the bed, Josh decided to keep a hold of him, laying down slowly and allowing him to do the same, although his arms didn’t leave his body. Josh didn’t want to let go, he was still slightly afraid that if he did, Akira might leave…and he couldn’t imagine his life without the man anymore, his responsibilities would go back to being nonexistent.
Without a word, Josh simply just laid there, holding Akira in his arms closely and covering both of them in a blanket, his eyes focusing on the man in his arms, hoping that he’d be alright.