Soul Mate AU Post

[armsmode]

The "sign" for soul mates can be whatever, the way they meet or even if they've already met, whatever it is!! I just love soulmate aus.

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[moresuffering]

Whatever... [He moans it piteously, then cringes at himself for that voice.]

[killectric]

[Killua pops back out a minute later.]

Nothing. Man... [He stretches his arms out, looking Ritsu over.] Wanna keep moving?

[moresuffering]

[What does he say? What can he say? He doesn't want to make it weird. He doesn't want to be laughed at. So he just hides his face more and pretends he didn't hear anything, ears betraying just how red he was getting.]

[killectric]

Hey, stupid. [Killua waves a hand in front of his face.]

I said do you wanna keep moving?

[moresuffering]

Shut up, idiot. Back off. [AWKWARD AWKWARD AWKWARD - not helping is the soft voice in the back of his mind going he's your soulmate]

[killectric]

[Killua recoils, visibly surprised by the harsh reaction. But then, just as quickly--]

What's your problem now?!

[moresuffering]

Why are you fine??

[killectric]

Huh? [Killua replies, voice flat.] Why am I fine about what?

[moresuffering]

You don't-- you didn't-- rrg! Shut up! Idiot.

[He wants to jump on Killua and....

...And?




Punch him????


He isn't sure]

[killectric]

[Killua puffs up, like a flustered kitten.]

You're the idiot! You're not making any sense! Idiot!

[moresuffering]

[Ritsu pinches Killua's cheek, compromising on the urge to punch him. A split second later he succumbs to his real impulse and kisses him.]

[killectric]

Hey--ow! [Killua moves to swat him away a second too late. Warmth spreads over his lips, and then quickly over the rest of his face until even the tips of his ears are bright red.

He pulls back with a gasp, looking at Ritsu with wide eyes and a slightly trembling expression.]

[moresuffering]

[The first thing that hits Ritsu's brain is I'm stupid. Immediately after, it's this feels NICE... Once their lips part, and Ritsu sees Killua's face, his heart immediately worriedly sinks into his gut.] ....Killua. [Shit.]

[killectric]

[Killua's shoulders bunch up, his lips part wordlessly, and then he jerks himself away. He scrambles to his feet, mindless of broken glass or sharp debris as he does. All he can think about is how he wants to leave. He wants to run away. He doesn't want to see Ritsu or anyone--he doesn't need them.]

[moresuffering]

[At the expression and the way Killua jerks away, Ritsu can't help but move immediately and grab his elbow. Somehow-- if he doesn't grab Killua now, he's afraid he'll never find the boy ever again. He forgets everything else as he wraps his fingers around the other boy's elbow, staring pleadingly at him.]

[killectric]

[Killua stops in his tracks, blood dripping from his palm. A gash runs clean across it, a result of his mad dash for the exit. He doesn't look at Ritsu, but he can feel his eyes on him, and no amount of psychic ability will help him understand why he's holding him back.

So he waits...

For Ritsu to say something.]

[moresuffering]

[It takes a bit for Ritsu's brain to catch up and come up with words. But the way Killua was waiting made his heart thud heavily in his chest.] ...Don't go. [Selfish, he's [ selfish ].] I don't want you to.

[killectric]

Stupid.

[Killua tugs his elbow away so he can inspect the wound on his hand. It's just another way to avoid looking at him.]

You're the one doing weird stuff.

[moresuffering]

Sorry for being weird. [He says it softly, a little afraid to apologize for it. It didn't really feel bad. But he starts digging in his bag, finding a clean towel. It's supposed to be for sweat or whatever for gym, but since it's clean, he wants it out for Killua.] Let me see your hand.

[killectric]

It's just a cut. [His heart feels like it's going to hammer through his ribcage. His head's light, he feels sick...

Killua reluctantly turns to face Ritsu, but he keeps his head down as he holds his hand out for him. The gash extends from just beneath his pinky finger to the base of his thumb. It looked deep enough for stitches, its color a dark, deep crimson.]

[moresuffering]

[The blood makes Ritsu's stomach turn a little, but he'll carefully take Killua's hand and inspect it closely.] I don't see any glass in it... [He looks for a bit longer, very gingerly dabbing the towel to it before starting to wrap it tightly around the cut.] Let's go home.

[killectric]

Obviously... [Whatever he cut himself on had to be too big to just get stuck in his hand like that. A quick glance around and a bloody stretch of glass on the floor is all the proof he needs.

It seems like a waste to go back now, but Killua doesn't feel like exploring anymore either. Still, he's not sure he could call it "home". He was just freeloading.]

Man, we never found any manga!

[moresuffering]

I'll buy your favorite later. [Just don't hate me-- Either way, Ritsu leads Killua home. His parents decide to save the scolding for later, gently reassuring the boys and taking them to the nearest clinic for emergency stitches - the latter part not being particularly up for discussion. Ritsu sort of guiltily hovers around in the meantime, not sure what else to do. By late evening, they're no longer being shuffled around - stitches and mild painkillers are in, dinner is done and passed, Shigeo worriedly asks if they're both okay, and now - now they're back to sitting in Ritsu's room while the family downstairs is watching some embarrassing romance movie. Never mind that it's the kind of thing Ritsu usually watches with his mom.]

[killectric]

[Killua is sitting on the floor, his legs crossed in front of him and his bandaged hand laying limply in his lap. Conversation between him and Ritsu has been sparse, and even now he was mostly just fidgeting with his good hand.]

Don't you have any videogames...?

[moresuffering]

You can't use your hand so it'd be unfair. Here, Nii-san is letting us read his One Punch collection... [He'll bring them in!] Don't know if you read it.