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The golden uke walke dout of his room, seeming to have no set direction on where he would like to go. Amber eyes were not paying much attention as he walked, not bothering with such details. The bird wasn't in the mood for such things. Sighing to himself he sat down on the couch and draped his wings on the side ackwardly, the feathery wings sprained. :laying on his stomach, he close dhis eyes and let the wings rest partly on the floor.

Being unattentive at the current time, he didnt notice the snake uke slither his way over to him. HIs wings twitched slightly in pain, keeping them in their ackward position to keep some of the pain away. Milo let an arm drop to the floor, running lazy patterns on the plush carpet.

Milo's amber eyes snapped open at the sound of the others voice, looking down at the other on the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you down there" He lifted up h is arm to rest his chin on it. Locks of orange star kissed hair fell around his face as he looked down at him. " I am Milo" He introduced himself with a light smile.

"Nice to meet you as well" He replied, eyeing the others fangs for a moment. HIs glance then turned back to the other, frowning slightly at his question. A soft sigh escaped him as he looked over at his wings. " Just naturally accident prone I would have to say..." Milo spoke almost bitterly, " I fell yesterday in the kitchen and landed on them in an ackward position"

The bird giggled softly at the pillow comment, finding the very idea of himself walking around with pillows attactched to himself funny. He could almost picture himself trying to fly like that. However, at the snakes last comment, a tinge of pink ran across his cheeks. " I dont know... the helmet would probably be an improvement..."

A bright shade of red flooded his features as he listened to the others words. He had never been told such flattering things ever in his life. It was hard for the little bird to think any of this is true, he had always thought of himself as average, nothing special. " .. "wrap your tail around mine' " He quoted softly to himself, unsure on what he meant by that. Milo meekly looked over at the snake uke, his amber eyes partly cloaked by his hair. "G-georgious?.... I .. I don't think so... this time you could be wrong..." The venus uke said, attempting to get up, but it his wings protested with sharp pains. Whimpering softly, he flopped back down on his stomach in defeat.

The bird giggled softly at the eatting of his tail comment, his amber eyes shimmering when he did so. Folding his arms on the couch and rested his head a bit more on them. His eyes followed the others finger, watching him reach over and tap on his noce. 'As good looking as him? The Snake was very good looking to put it lightly, he had noticed that when the other had come over to him. " I guess your right.... but I dont feel very georgious... nor do I really dess as such..." He replied softly, sounding anything but confident in his first statment.

Milo looked at Damalis from head to toe...er tail, his eyes meek as he did so. " I guess thats true...." He replied, moving his eyes back to the others face. Sighing softly, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment, he really didnt know what he should do or say to the other uke. " I'm just tired of being alone...." He whispered sorrowfully, his eyes half open, sorrow easily seen in them.

The golden bird uke blinked softly, a light smile on his face at the others words. "I dont mind if your scaled, that has never concerned my judgement on you Damalis" He smiled cutely, seeming in better spirits. The snake was rightt, he'd never be alone as long as he had the snake uke.

"You are? I haven't been able to take much time to study on my distant relatives but they sure do sound interesting" Milo smiled, not finding the others fangish grin to be as scary. " I'm interested in alot of different kinds of things"

The bird looked back at the snake, a tinge of pink still on his face, chewing on the bottem of his lip softly. "I'll.... help as much as you need in your study on birds" He replied softly, never breaking the eye contact they had, only to blink. Lilos wings shifted carefully, not wanting to cause more pain to them. The soft feathers traced across the floor when he shifted. " What all do you want to know?"

He gave a nod and a small two fingered wave to acknowledge Kieran's entrence, then replied to the j-rock shounen. "I've only met a few people, myself. I'm sure there are more hiding around," Lysander said, picking his head up and calling off some of his playfulness now that the other seme was around.

His nose twitched again, this time honing in on the strengthening scent. "... This might be an odd question, but is there Coke nearby?"

Kieran held up his own glass. "There's coke in here as well - coke floats are one of my specialities."

If the scorpian seme had been the jealousy type, he would probably be slightly twitching by now, but all in all the laid back seme was just glad to see his lover and the nice Lysander hitting it off well. He had no reason to worry about Seki's faithfulness and knew it, so he did not have any reason to be upset.

Lysander's eyes lit up in a very uncharacteristic manner and a wide grin took over his face. "Could I? I would hate to take the treat Kieran made for you." While in all truth he wanted to pounce upon it -- his ears and eyes were intent on the glass.

Kieran gave a shrug. "If Seki wants you to have some, it's no skin off my back. Or, you can have some of mine if you like. It's untouched, as of now."

Tsuki notices Kieran there too and his mind was whirling... *Maybe things are ok... Lysander is just hanging out with them... but what if he is like Seki... if he was not into boys like me.* He took a step back, almost turning away before he was seen when he suddenly decided how foolish he was being. *Kieran-sama must be right, he might be finding out if Lysander-sama is interested in me.* With that cheering though, the moon uke's mood rose slightly but a lingering doubt plagued.

"I'm sure it must be," he said, taking the glass. "...With coke in it! Glorious coke!" Unconsciously Lysander downed the rest of the float, wiping the excess ice cream off his lip with his thumb and then licking it off. A small burp afterwards reminded him of himself. "Ah... I'm sorry," he grinned sheepishly, looking into the now empty glass. "I get a little excitable around... certain things."

Kieran's red eyes glimmered with amusment at the other seme's actions. "Hey, as long as you don't start humping my leg afterwards, I'm perfectly fine with it. Seki can have mine."

The scorpian seme tried to ignore the slapping of his lover's tail against him as he passed on the float, and as he turned his head, he thought he caught sight of a familiar moon uke. Tsuki? Maybe he's... nervous to come. Well, can't have that!

Kieran called out, "Oi! Tsuki... if that's you, why not come join us?"

"Tsuki!" Lysander smiled. He quickly tried to de-ruffle his wings and look a bit less crazed -- he loved the drink, but not particularly the effects that came with it. "I hope you haven't been standing over there long and denying us your company."

Scooting away from Seki the minute he had begun to play, Kieran took up residence in another nearby chair and began sipping his own float. "Glad to have you join the party, Tsuki!"

Lysander began to respond, when Seki began singing. He remained quiet, absorbing the music and listening to the lyrics reverently till their end.

"I haven't been doing much -- just getting to know this place," he finally commented. "It seems Seki has been busy, though. Such a great artist, he is. How about yourself?"

"Excellent! Until you have to move out again, we can spend more time together, now that I am living here as well. We all can." He could see the uke was worried, probably about being in such a large, strange place. Lysander thought for a moment, and came up with something that might comfort him, or at least provide amusement.

Sliding the chair back from where it came, he knelt on the ground in front of Tsuki, mimic-ing the other white Shounen's position. "You know, this isn't too bad."

Kieran sat upon one of the chouches in the main living area, flipping channels on the television. For some reason, nothing seemed to catch his interest, although he was intent in finding SOMETHING.

His tail flicked a bit from side to side as he concentrated, both of his bright red eyes focused straight ahead of him. Finally, after much debate, he left it on Food Network and watched a show about the history of ice cream.

Kieran did not seem to notice his "guest", as he peered anxiously at the making of his favorite foodstuff. There were so many interesting things to know! The differences between regular ice creams and gelatos, being introduced to sorbets and sherberts, and seeing the world''s LARGEST chocolate sundae! Yes, this was certainly his kind of show.

Kieran greeted Milo with an easy smile, giving a wave, "Hey there! You look much happier!"

When he felt those two arms wrap around him, to say that he was surprised was an understandment. He nearly freaked, and the cool scales along his chest did not make the situation much better. His tail had been about to strike when he recognized the hissing tone of Damalis, but he lowered the tail and tried to slow his rapidly beating heart as he asked, "D-damalis? What on earth are you doing back there?"

The scorpian seme could not help but shudder a bit, not liking the personal invasion by Damalis at all, but he replied, trying to remain in his normal joking mood. "Likes being pounced? Whoever has been spreading you these lies! I am -much- more the type to pounce~"

"Ah. I see you''re a bit confused," Kieran replied, trying to ignore the feel of the uke wrapped around him. "I am the more dominant of the two of us - Seki is the "uke", if you will."

Upon hearing some startled murmering from the other room, Lysander looked up from his fridge-dig (intent on finding a lone coke someone missed, no doubt). "Ah. I wonder who that could be." He looked back to the fridge momentarily before shutting it behind him. "I don''t need more caffine, anyway. Might lose my figure."

The pegasus paused soon after entering the living room and gave an odd look at the golden snake and his ''prey''.

"Oi~ I thought you said you were -seme-? Or are you just into that kind of thing?" Lysander smirked, then gave a quick wink to Milo.

Flashing his crimson eyes to the other seme, Kieran gave a grin, as if to irgnore the uncomfortable position he found himself in. "Apparently I''m losing my touch, Lysander - first you and now Damalis! Before long, everyone will forget that I''m seme. If that happens... mind if I shack up with you for a while? Maybe I''ll be able to regain what I''ve lost!"

And, although his manner was as light and pleasent as ever, a worm of self-doubt had begun to gnaw it''s way into the scorpian''s heart.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Kieran answered the snake uke, "Yes, but as I said before - Seki was not himself that day. Under normal circumstances, he would never have done so. I apologize for any confusion; not that we''re not a confusing pair WITHOUT that ever happening."

"Only if what you''ve lost is your ability to -be- uke, Kieran," he said with a snap. Most of his pomp and circumstance melted away quickly, however.

Upon watching Damalis uncoil from Kieran, Lysander found himself a bit unnerved -- the ever wiggling hair didn''t help much, either. Unconsciously, he let out a slight nicker/eep and found his feathers to be on end. Darting his eyes away, he found a more comforting sight: Tsuki.

"Ah... My name is Lysander. It''s nice to meet you -- I''m very sorry, but perhaps we may talk later? I see a... friend," nodding while trying to keep his nervousness down, he pointed towards Tsuki. It''s not that he wanted to be rude or anything.

"Smooth, Lysander. Smooth," he chided himself while walking over to more closely greet Tsuki.

Turning his sharp eyes to Damalis, Kieran grinned, "Well, maybe you can help them yet. Being a role model and such is never a bad idea - and as long as you''re there to watch over them and encourage them, what more could anyone ask?"

Finally catching Lysander''s comment, the scorpian seme merely pointed out his tongue to the pegasus'' retreating back. Something about the way he had acted to Damalis seemed unlike the suave seme - Kieran made a note to ask him about it later.

For now, he sat back in his chair, and asked Damalis, "So... any more questions for me? I do love to answer."

Blinking, Kieran chuckled. "Easy there, easy there! Goodness... I feel like I should have sort of degree to answer all those questions."

"I met Seki long ago, pretty much when I first began to interact with other Shounen. At first, I thought he was a seme, like myself, but later events proved this to be incorrect. Before I knew it, Seki had begun to bare his heart and soul to me, which he had before hidden, thinking that no one could accept him. Almost without meaning to, I feel in love with him, despite how bad it looked to others, and apparently continues to look now," the scorpian seme murmured, closing his red eyes as if to picture the events just as they had happened.

"If you mean what happened to make Seki pounce you yesterday... he accidentally got into some catnip, which skewed his judgement. If you mean what caused him to have the sexual preferences he does, you''d have to ask him - I honestly do not know." Kieran replied, opening his eyes once again to focus on the Medusa. "You are the only one who knows what you are destined to be, Damalis. I cannot tell you who I think you are going to end up with or when it will happen - I just know that when it is meant to, it will. It happened with Seki and I."

The seme paused now, running a hand through his short purple hair. He had purposefully saved talking about his tail for last - although few Shounen knew, Kieran rather disliked his tail. It embarassed him that such an ugly and destructive feature would be attached to him. Still, he played off the question cheerfully, "I honestly don''t know if it''s poisioned or what kind it is, if it happens to be so. I''ve never stung anyone yet!"

"I am now," Lysander said cooly, whisking away all of his previous discontent with a light run of a hand through his hair. "And hey -- I looked up ''-sama'' and there''s no need for that much formality." He paused for a moment before taking the moon uke''s pale hand, "Unless I am allowed the same privilage," he said, giving a small bow to deliver a kiss upon the hand.

Milo blinked and looked over at Damalis and smiled gently at him. Sitting up, he nodded and made his way over to them and sat on the floor in front of the couch, leaning back against the coffee table. " A questioning game? sounds like fun" He smiled and curled his wings up happily.

Lysander straightened and smiled warmly. "Ly-kun will be perfectly fine." He could feel a few small shivers in Tsuki''s hand, and was a bit hesitant to ask him to move. "Would you care to join the others? Or perhaps something to eat, if that is where you were heading?"

"Oh? cool! Games like this are always fun!" He beamed at Damalis, looking to Kieran. It would be nice to get to know everyone better then he already did. He wasn''t afried of any questions since he really had nothing to hide well except for his singing, which was something only Ishida had ever heard him do.

Hoping to give a bit more support to the uke, he slipped an arm around Tsuki''s shoulders as he led them off into the kitchen. "I''m afraid I''m not too familiar with this setup, but let''s see what we can find." He pulled out and presented a seat for the moon uke. "What''s your pleasure?"

MIlo waved to Kieran then looked back to Damalis with a smile, tucking some of his hair behind his ear. "Questions for you hrmm? I was never good at thinking of questions" he scratched the side of his head for a moment. "Well here I go...What do you look for in a Shounen? Whats your favourite color? Whens your birthday?" he asked then looked back to await the response from the snake Uke.

Lysander blinked, then chuckled at himself. "I came to treat you, and it seems things will be the other way around! Yes, I would love some tea, Tsuki." He snagged the tea pot from the stove and filled it with water at the sink. "At least I know I can do this part," he said with a grin, setting the kettle on the stove to heat up.

He glanced back to the pale deer, an odd emotion stirring. "That is, if you''re sure you don''t mind?"

The uke giggled softly at what the other had said last, shaking his head at him playfully. " Well I can''t belive I missed your birthday! Happy belated birthday Damalis" Milo beamed at him, a smile on his face. The golden bird uke got up off the floor since his back was starting to hurt and sat where Kieran had once sat. " Much better..." He settled into the seat. " Now I guess its your turn to ask me a few questions"

The winged uke paused to think about what he saw in a shounen, his nose scrunching up cutely as he thought. " Well he has to be kind, charming and able to make me laugh... good hearted..." He smiled gently as he thought of Ishida for a moment. " For your second question.... I sleep on my side in baggy sweat pants and a shirt or just boxers if its hot" He nodded, a tinge of pink on his cheeks. " Oh my favourite food is tortalini pasta"

Milo''s face turned a dark shade of red at he others last comment, his eyes somewhat large for a moments time. "O-okay.... Uh lets see..." he tried to pull his lost thoughts together for a moment. "What is your biggest fear? Biggest pet peeve?" He paused for a moment to think over the last question. "Oh and something you can do that no one else can!"

Milo tilted his head to thre side when the other told his fear, not expecting that from the other. He nodded to what the other said, his eyes growing soft for a moment. He curled up his wings as he watched the other do the one thing others couldn''t. " Wow" he breathed, looking up at the other. "Your right... no one but you could ever do that" he smiled brightly at him.

Lysander entered the living area, had a short glance around, and gave a grand stretch -- wings and all. "Ah, no one here either. At least I'm not getting lost anymore." Walking lazily over to the couch, he flopped down and snagged the remote. "Perhaps something on television can keep me company."

Luck wasn't in his favor tonight.

"The History of Ice Cream: Part II? Who would watch this stuff?" the pegasus huffed to himself. Finding nothing better on, he left it there if just for the simple pleasure of white noise. However, as could be expected, Lysander soon found himself drifting off to sleep...

Kieran had been just snuck out of his own room, where he left Seki sleeping. He had had his heart set on watching History of Ice Cream: Part Two, which he figured no one else would want to see.

Surprisingly, he found the show had already started - and Lysander had, apparently, fallen asleep to it. Now, as the scorpian seme watched the snoozing Pegasus, his mischevious side took over. I never squirted him with a water gun. ... hm... maybe something more special for my first seme?

He rushed off into another room, returning with a rubber snake. a bit cliched, perhaps, but then again, Kieran was not known for his originality. Then, he tiptoed behind the couch, his tail flicking from side to side in excitement. Here we go! Fun time~

Then, emitting a slight hissing sound, Kieran flopped the snake onto Lysander's shoulder.

Lysander's eyes fluttered open upon feeling a bustle on his shoulder. Annoyed for being woken up before he could even get to sleep well, he glared over to the intruder -- only to have it glare back.

There was perhaps a second or two of pure shock before chaos erupted.

"What the hell?!" Lysander launched himself to the side in an attempt to escape, which really only served to send him over the arm of the couch and onto the floor. Yelling every explicative he probably knew, the white shounen scrambled to his feet in a flurry of appendages and feathers. As if to top things off perfectly, he did the only thing that seemed natural to a pegasus: he tried to take flight -- right into the ceiling. At least it cut the panic off short, ne?

Finally grounded and far too confused to continue flailing, the once suave seme lay face up on the floor, totally disoriented, with the little rubber snake still clinging to his face.

Now, Kieran had been expecting a reaction, certainly, or he would never have played the prank in the first place. He had never, however, expected Lysander to be quite so freaked out.

As he hid behind the couch still, his eyes widened at the reaction his action had caused. Equal and opposite my a** - I KNOW I didn't put enough effort to get all of that!

When he saw Lysander smash into the ceiling and back to the floor, the Scorpian seme leapt from his hiding place, concern for his friend overcoming his need to remain anonymous. "Whoa... Lysander, are you okay? I never thought you'd react this badly!"

Lysander, body aching, began trying to breath more normally and bring some rational back to his spastic mind. Hearing Kieran's voice, he made himself focus on the shounen in front of him -- and on the "snake" still on his face! Shooting up with leftover shock, Lysander quickly sputtered out in the sitting position, supporting his head in one hand. It was only then he noticed the thing (that now sat in his lap) was never... of the living.

"Just what is going on around here?" he demanded, giving the room an express look-around to make sure no others were watching.

"It's my custom to welcome everybody who comes to here in a ... special way," Kieran replied with a sheepish grin. "Normally, I shoot them with a water pistol, but I thought... you know, that you're the only other seme here now that I see fairly often, that I'd make it more special."

Reaching down to take the snake from Lysander's lap, the scorpian seme said, "See? Old 'rubber-snake-pounce'. I really didn't think you'd react so terribly to it."

"I feel so welcome," Lysander replied, his tone dripping with spite. He pushed himself to an upright position, promptly dusting off and straightening his clothing. "Perhaps you should try thinking period, you dart-tailed twit." He could feel his control slipping, but after such an ordeal, the pegasus found himself not caring.

Kieran's tail twitched slightly in response being mentioned, and the Scorpian seme hated it for doing so. Normally cheerful and fun, that faded away into anger, and although Lysander probably could not see it, a good deal of personal pain at the comment. "It was just a harmless joke, you mule! How was I supposed to know you were going to act like the flying jackass you are?!"

"Harmless? I hardly call what you did harmless sir," Lysander spat back, huffing and pinning his ears against his head. He could sense the southward turn of Kieran's demenor and didn't like it a bit. Shouldn't he be apologizing about now? "I think I have every right to be pissed at you... arachnid." He punctuated the last word with a heavy east-west swish of his tail.

People who knew Kieran well had never seen him in quite this state; the final word of Lysander's speech was a the final blow that the seme's pysche could take. Things had been building over the past days, tiny knocks and jostles, but this was the worse.

That tail, that cursed tail that he despised so much, was already raising to strike position when he abruptly turned away. "I'm giving you a chance to calm down, so we can talk about this in a REASONABLE manner." Then, in an even icier tone, he added. "And never... call me that again."

The pegasus' brain snapped. The scorpion was the only one who had pushed his buttons so far -- and it appeared he knew the exact combination already. The room seemed to divide itself between Lysander's firey anger and Kieran's icey vehemence.

"You're the one who brought species into this, arachnid. How dare you start something and then turn your back!" Grabbing the blue seme by the shoulder, he turned Kieran around and swung a heavy right hook to his face.

Taken off guard, the punch delivered it's desired effect, as Kieran felt something warm form at the corner of his mouth: blood. It was startling to taste it as he licked at the wound unconciously, even more so to know that he had been grounded by one well-laid punch. But, he would not stay down for long.

Rising to his feet quickly, the scorpian seme's red eyes were blazing with anger, although his voice never changed from that same frigid poison. "I meant to have something fun... something good. I told you it was good-natured; you refuse to listen. Then... you insult me in one of the few manners that exist. Lysander... shut the hell up."

With that, he delivered a punch of his own to the Pegasus' jaw.

Lysander stumbled to the side, putting an arm out to catch himself from falling flat to the floor as well. Something more along the lines of instinct took over as he launched back up, arms out and poised to take the other seme down by the neck.

"You could at least apologize you blue-skinned-b*****d!"

The attack forced Kieran back into the sofa, and he gave a hiss, bringing his tail up in a whip like motion to press the blade against the pegasus' throat. "I am MORE THAN WILLING to do so! s**t, I thought I made that obvious from the beginning - I told you I didn't expect it to be so bad. Did you have to destroy the last bits of my ego before asking for an "apology"?!"

The pale seme paused in his assault when the scorpion's tail presented itself upon his neck. The situation brought some form of reason to the forfront of Lysander's mind and he realized that he had lost control. He took a moment to carefully breath. His grip lightened.

"So will you just say it already?" His tone was much less electified -- almost tired, really.

Kieran's voice was equally tired, as he lowered the tip of his tail. "Lysander, I'm sorry I threw the snake on you. I never meant for you to be so freaked or hurt yourself. Now, if you can find it in you to apologize to a worthless piece of s**t like me, we can walk away from this and be friends, ne?"

Lysander sighed and removed himself from ontop of Kieran, instead sitting next to him on the couch. "I am sorry as well. Took it a little too far, perhaps... Heh, and what would all of these guys do if the only two seme killed each other?" His light humor was interrupted as he felt something trickle to his lip. Raising a hand to dab at it, he found it was blood. "You've got a nice hit in you, by the way." He wiped the stream away nonchalantly and began digging out his cigarettes.

Kieran smirked, his normal attitude appearing to fall right back into place. "Two semes my sweet a** - I think people just call me 'nanny' behind my back. Oh... and you're not so weak yourself."

Jerking a thumb to his own wound as he rose, the scorpian seme asked, "Hey... you want to go finish cooling down over coke floats?"

Lysander's ears shot forward at the mention of coke. "Now that is my kind of apology."

Standing slowly (now sore muscles protesting all the way), he fluidly slipped out his pack of cigs. Turning away from Kieran to light up before going in the kitchen, his ears shifted again -- this time to the doorway. As with most curious beasts, his eyes followed his ears and he spotted the two uke: Seki was holding Tsuki, who seemed to be distrested dreadfully by something.

"Did he see us? Perhaps something hit him during our brawl?.. Damnit." Lysander quickly stashed away the nicotine and hurried over to the pair. "Tsuki? Seki? What happened?"

Kieran's attention was immediatly diverted as well. His ears were filled with the angusihed cries Tsuki was giving, and the sound of his lover's comforting purr. s**t... Tsuki must've thought I was gonna kill Lysander and leave him all alone! s**t!

Walking over quickly himself, he heard himself asking pretty much the same questions as the pegasus, but he truly did not care. The questions the two semes were the ones that mattered, finding out how to fix whatever damage had been done. "Are either of you hurt? What's wrong?"

Kieran blinked at Seki's reaction - he had rarely seen his mate like this. Scratch that... I've NEVER seen Seki like this.

Kneeling down so that he could be at Tsuki's eye level, he did his best to soothe both of the two ukes. "Now now... if you don't tell us what's wrong, we can't fix it, right? Let's all calm down and have a chat, maybe over some tea or something. I know you both like tea. Doesn't that sound like a good idea?"

Lysander startled at the rather extreme reaction. Unconsciously, his tail began a two-and-fro motion as he mentally ran through his information. What he knew about Seki was limited to a) Kieran's mate and b) a lovely pianist and composer. Seki also didn't seem to be hurting Tsuki... protecting him then..? He could not make out the deer's tiny whispers inbetween the hissings (even if he did speak the language), but did catch their tone. The pegasus kept his face placid, but inside he found himself growing more and more worried.

"There's no need to be angry, Seki -- we just want to help Tsuki, too. I can promise Kieran and I didn't do anything to hurt him on purpose. At least trust your mate enough to believe that, okay?" he offered.

Seeing the other seme's train of thought, the scorpian Shounen was quick to back up his claim. "Yes... we only want to help Tsuki get better, love. Won't you trust me, if not Lysander? Won't you let Tsuki trust Lysander, if not me?"

The pegasus' tail slowed, then stopped. Lysander knew that he had a bad temper -- not to speak for Kieran, whom he hadn't known long enough to make that assumption. He usually kept it very much in check... what a grand time to lose that hold. What a time to realize the impact it would have on Tsuki.

"I threw the first punch, if that means anything to you," he stated to the winge'd feline. "And I egged it on." He dug the unlit, bent cigarrette from his pocket and lit it up before continuing. "I'll be outside -- my absense might make things go more smoothly at this point." Lysander hesitated for a moment, wanting to bend down and at least trade a glance with the moon deer, but in the end decided it was best to fulfill his statement.

"It was a misunderstanding, Seki... a misunderstanding, just like Lysander said," Kieran murmured, his normally cheerful demeanor long since gone. It hurt him, worse than any insult that had been slammed at him - worse than being called an uke, a nanny, or an arachnid - to hear that his love did not trust him. For the first time, the weak part of him, showed through, as his tail drooped to the ground. "We've both apologized and made up - it's not going to happen again. Lysander IS a friend... and sometimes friends get into stupid fights with each other."

"I would never hurt you, Seki... ever. If you don't believe that... then I don't know what you can believe."

Then, trying to lighten the mood, Kieran gave a grin, though it was terribly forced and his voice seemed to be lacking in pep. "It's all okay! Look - we're all buddy buddy and happy again!" So saying, he wrapped an arm about the retreating pegasus' shoulders, looking to him for confirmation. "Right, Lysander? We'll find a way to make it up to Tsuki, right"

The white seme almost choked on his cigarette as Kieran's arm snagged him around the shoulders. He picked up quickly to the other seme's ploy, and at first tried to run with it -- after a tiny cough or two from the smoke, he put up a smile and a bit of hope to his eyes.

However, that all fell apart when he saw the kiss.

Lysander knew Tsuki, he hoped, well enough to know that the uke didn't go around informally kissing every shounen he saw... Also, it seemed he hadn't spoken a bit of English this entire time. Thoroughly fed up with himself for distressing someone so badly, he raised Kieran's arm and ducked under it to escape silently.

Lysander was not the only one who felt the need to escape. Kieran felt as though his entire world had been shattered. He had explained himself, and even if Tsuki could not recover right away... surely Seki, his one love should have understood? Forgiven him? Trusted in him not to let it happen again?

It was obvious to even him that there was nothing he could do to make the situation better. After living amongst these ukes for so long, after making such deep friendships, he had managed to destroy it all. Yes, the kiss from Tsuki to Seki was certainly the last straw for him, and he spoke with a lifeless tone, his eyes dull. "Seki... I love you. Tsuki... I'm sorry. I hope you are both able to understand that soon."

He could not say anymore - with that, he stalked away, grabbing his coat from the coat rack. I'm going to a bar... and I'm getting drunk.

Taking a sip of his beverage, Kieran turned his red eyes down to the sight of a new seme sleeping on the couch. Blinking, he poked the new guy on the shoulder. "Oi... you might want to get a blanket or something."

Smiling cheerfully, Kieran threw his hands in the air, "Oya oya... whatever shall I do? Ah well... I asked him nicely - time for tough love~"

So saying, he rolled the lovebird over JUST enough to send him tumbling to the floor. "You should go to bed if you're so tired, guy."

Taking another sip of the comforting beverage, the Pluto seme frowned at the sound of a curse. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you! You alright?"

Now Kieran was on his feet, setting down the daiquiri. "Seriously... are you hurt badly? I can take you to a hospital or something if need be. ... I really was only trying to wake you so you didn't catch cold. I'm Kieran, by the way."

Glancing about, he noticed that Tsuki had been watching the entire incident. Great... just great, Kieran! You should've stayed in the bar. Still, keeping his chipperness in place, he rose a hand and waved at the moon uke, "Oi! Tsuki-chan~ Why not come meet the new guy? Maybe you can have better conversation with him than me."

Rubbing his eyes, Kieran sighed. "Obviously you won't listen to a word I say, new guy, nor tell me your name. So, I leave you with my apology, whether you chose to take it or not. All I would need is to cause MORE trouble around here."

Then, reaching back for his drink, he took a long sip before turning to Tsuki and smiling. "How are you feeling? Sure you don't want me to make you some tea?"

"Then, welcome, Caoimhim." Kieran responded, back up to his normal level of cheer.

This, however, was wiped away by the sight of Tsuki, who he knew to be concerned because of the night before. Kneeling beside the moon uke, the seme managed to keep his voice light, although the sorrow was evident in them. "Tsuki... please listen to me. I am... so very sorry. I wish to make it up to you, to make you happy again. We're still friends, ne? Tell me how... how to help you."

Now the Pluto seme was becoming rather desperate. He hated to see his friend in this state, hated the way guilt gnawed at his insides. Because of his whims, he may have permanently lost a friend or ruined Tsuki's current happiness... not to mention he probably could not see Seki again until his mate had calmed down.

Everything that made his life normal had slipped away from Kieran, which only helped to feed his self-doubt. This was unusual for him - he was used to knowing what to do, what to say, how to fix things. Now he was at a loss... when he could be of the most use. Finally, he half-begged, "Tsuki... TALK to me, won't you? In a language I can understand? Ask me questions I can answer or demand an explanation or... something! I want to help you..."

Kieran was not exactly happy that Tsuki was crying... but at the same time, it was soothing to hear, because it meant that the uke could be comforted.

Rubbing soothing circles on the uke's back with one hand, the seme embraced him carefully with the other. "Tsuki... I'm sorry. I promise, that fighting will never happen again. Lysander and I have forgiven each other for the misunderstanding, and we're friends, as well as we were before. We might still pick on each other... but it's only because of how our personalities are. Or rather how mine is."

Yes, this felt much more correct, much more like himself, and that encouraged Kieran to whisper. "Please... be well, Tsuki, and not the victim of this misunderstanding. Let's be friends, as we were before all this. If you'll have me bck as a friend, that is."

Not having seen his mate since the incident, Kieran could not truthfully answer with a positive response. So, instead, he allowed his confidence to show through as he said. "He may not be now, Tsuki... but I will not stop helping him until he is well again."

Finding it easier and easier to return to his role of comforter, Kieran nodded. "Yes. I will take care of Seki. I love him, Tsuki, so my heart compells me to do so. But I will also take care of you... as much as a friend is able, because I care for you a great deal." Somehow, the pluto seme suspected that the moon uke would rather have care for another source... but he was unwilling to suggest or promise anything other than what he himself could provide.

He was taken aback at the mention of Seki crying, as he had not been around to see it happen. Murmuring, he responded. "I... I do not know, Tsuki-chan... but I will find out. I will help him stop crying."

Gently, Kieran half-walked, half-carried the tired moon uke to the couch, where he laid him down and covered him with a blanket.

It is good to help Tsuki... poor, poor Tsuki. I pray he does find happiness, Kieran thought to himself. He reached over for his daiquiri again, but made a face of disgust as he sipped it. It had become watered down, and the alochol that had made him feel warm, confident, and his back to his normally cheerful self was gone.

Well... I'll just have to get some more.

Tsuki nods, sniffling a little as he sat there. He took the tissue and wiped his eyes, still hiccuping every now and again. He felt worn out and tired, he hoped he would feel better soon and not be so torn appart.