towerofanimus | this isn't happening (003)

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this isn't happening (003)

Characters: Kazuma Kuwabara [OU] +

towerofanimus
Setting: Anywhere, Everywhere backdated to January 7, 2013
Format: Start out third person, but we will match yours
Summary: Yusuke's energy disappears from the tower and Kuwabara is more than a little upset because it's not the first time he's lost Yusuke. Even if that Yusuke was a clone as he said he was.
Warnings: PG-13 Violence and You will get punched if you try to agitate Kuwabara but have fun with that D| ~~He won't hit girls~~

Kuwabara found out that Yusuke's energy completely vanished from the Tower. He couldn't feel it anymore and he couldn't trace it. He even went as far as to dash into Yusuke's room, but found nothing. He found absolutely no trace of ther former spirit detective and he was worried and maybe a little pissed.

There was a loud noise echoing in the hallway as Kuwabara stormed off to try to find Yusuke. Where he was standing moments before, there was a gaping hole through it and it was clear that he used more than just his usual strength. Kuwabara continued down the hallways in search of his lost friend and in hopes of Yusuke just playing some stupid prank on him like he always did. It didn't matter if Yusuke was a clone, he was still Yusuke. He acted and behaved like Yusuke.

It made him upset that he had only a short amount of time spent with Yusuke, before this happened. They didn't even get to reconcile for their fight over the stupid steak. It felt like the old days and now, now the Tower had took the only person he had from home away from him. He was more than just pissed. He was furious and he wanted to find out why. He wanted to know. This couldn't end like this, it just couldn't.

Not after what had happened and not after what he had to go through. Dammit. Kuwabara calls out again loudly into the hallway as he's running.

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He's breathing uncontrollably because he's really frustrated, but she did succeed in at least stopping him from punching anymore walls for the time being, "Yeah, jus' a ... moment," he muttered, trying to pick up her words. The accent was hard to hear at times, but he got what s he meant and he understood or intentions.

"...S'fine. You don't haveta. It ain't something you haveta do, an' I wasn't being very nice to ya... an' I don't want them ta be worried," he muttered, lowering himself to the floor now. She was being helpful despite his outbursts. He was thankful for that but he wasn't going to abuse it.

Nesir shrugged and looked at him sternly. "Well I do no be leaving you alone. So it do be your choice, you do be telling me and we do be finding them or you do be spending the day with me."

She would grumble about having better things to do than look after broken warriors but truthfully she actually didn't.

He wasn't used to girls trying to help his mood. In fact, most girls didn't waste time trying to talk to him all that much. Strangely enough, since his high school years started, things have changed drastically and even here at the Tower, he had a lot of female acquaintances, and they were kind people. It seemed like this girl really wanted to help him out so he didn't really argue with what she had to say.

"You can do what ya want. I ain't going to stop ya," he replied quietly as she said that. She could grumble about it and it might help his mood more than anything.

"Well since you do no be seeming to have friends then you can just be sticking with me. Have you been eating?"

She had no idea how to look after people who had lost their bonds, at least if he did decide to die and she couldn't stop him he'd just come back tomorrow. As painful as that would be.

"I don't want them ta see me like this," he quietly mused again. He didn't respond to that, but his usual appetite was close to nothing lately. It's only been a day or so, so it wasn't too bad, but he didn't eat enough to be considered the usual Kuwabara.

"I ain't got no appetite," he muttered

Kuwaabra wasn't going to die, but he clearly wasn't going to be okay for a while. Maybe he just needed some time to just accept everything, but it was nice that she was thinking about his well being. Kuwabara wouldn't shame his friend's death by dying as well. It would serve no purpose.

Well Nesir understood that, but she had no idea what to do with a broken person. Still she had started this and wasn't about to leave him, even though she probably should. Even if he were a warrior with a broken bond, he was a light addled idiot most likely and she had no reason to waste her time on him.

But after years of horror stories she couldn't leave someone to that fate. If it were death or torture or something else she would have happily abandoned him, but this was personal.

"Well you do be having to be eating. It do be important and you can no be starving yourself. So come on we do be going to the cafeteria."

He was broken, but he would be fine as time passed. He was uncertain of what would happen in the future but he knew right now he was broken. He was honestly grateful for her being there, even if he didn't show it right now. He was used to having his friends there for him but at the same time there was a stranger who was worried about him even though he didn't even know them.

If he knew about her, he could empathize, because of the way he was. He would try to understand where she was coming from and what kind of person she was. He shook his head, "I'll be fine. I ain't gonna kill myself or anythin,'" he replied to her honestly. Kuwabara would eat, but only when he had gotten over this slump.

Edited 2013-01-23 00:10 (UTC)

"Well I do be glad to be hearing that." But she didn't believe him, she stared at him expecting him to follow. She wasn't actually going to grab a broken warrior and try to drag him down to the cafeteria, she wasn't an idiot.

"I do be hungry and I do no be leaving you so you will have to be coming with me."

He didn't respond to her again this time as she said that. He knew what was going on and he knew that things shouldn't be this difficult to handle but it was and he had to do everything his powers to get over it.

He raised his head a little before taking a few steps away form the wall, "Yeah...." he muttered, before taking a few steps more away from the way. It might have done him some good if he walked it off.

Nesir waited patiently like trying to coax a stray cat, not making any sudden movements. She began walking slowly towards the stairs. "What do be your name?"

"Kuwabara, Kazuma," he muttered under his breath. He was still used to using the last name first name basis, but he would respond to Kuwabara all the same since that's what most people called him. He took a few steps away from the wall where he was beating earlier. Maybe, he should fix that later, but he was grateful that someone was helping him get off his feet, but it would take some time before he fully recovered.

"Kuwabara Kazuma," Nesir repeated with just a little difficulty. "Mine do be Nesir Aeser." She smiled at him waiting for him to come a little closer so they could set off down the stairs.

"Nesir Aeser-san," he replied lowly, but clearly not going to forget her name any time soon now. He took a few quiet steps towards her direction allowing her to lead him wherever she wanted to lead him. He didn't really care much anymore. He was mentally tired.

It was a long way down and for most the way Nesir was silent, but then she figured that silence might not be good for him, he shouldn't be left to his own thoughts.

"So do you be being here long?"

"Yeah, guess you can say that," he replied in a low tone as she asked him that.

She was right to do that, seeing Kuwabara was a rather irrational individual and he might have taken his frustration on monsters and possibly have gotten himself killed or something.

"How long have you been being here for?" She continued walking, checking every now and again to make sure he was still following.

"Coupla months," a blunt reply.

He wasn't counting but he was certain it was a couple of months. It was weird to even say that. There was so much to be done at home.

He was following, albeit a little slow.

He didn't get why she was putting so much effort into keeping him with her but if he stopped be hot headed, he'd probably learn that it's similar to how he behaved.

"That do be about the same as me then." She told him as they finally reached the cafeteria. "What do you be wanting to be eating?" She didn't give him a choice, he was going to eat.

"Guess so," a shrug from the teenager as he followed the girl into the cafeteria. There wasn't much he wanted to eat right now so he assumed he would eat whatever she puts in front of him, seeing he hardly had an appetite right now.

He was still pissed about losing his best friend.

"Whatever ya want," he plopped himself down on one of the cafeteria tables with his hands on his lap as he waited.

She kept one eye on him while she went to pick out food for them. Carrot soup and carrot muffins. Things that did not require a knife to eat them, she doubted he could do himself much harm with a spoon.

She hoped.

She took the food back to the table and pushed his share towards him. "You do be eating."

She took a bite of muffin.

Kuwabara didn't complain about what she got him. He merely stared blankly at the carrot soup and carrot muffins. It was simple food, and something he could easily eat without much effort. It was perfect, but he just started to play with his soup instead.

He wasn't going to harm himself over things like this. Kuwabara wasn't an idiot but he wasn't stupid completely.

"...." he looked at it before taking a quiet bite out of the muffin first. The boy was just a miserable sight right now.

He was a miserable sight and Nesir stared at him over her own soup. Still at a loss of what to do to help. Fixing broken warriors hadn't exactly been a class in the temple, she was just going from what she had witnessed.

"Do you want to be sparring? After eating I do be meaning." She wasn't planning on giving him weapons but they could fight unarmed, perhaps exercise and hitting things would do him good.

Kuwabara wouldn't fight a girl even if she forced him to. He wasn't one to do that kind of things with girls. If it was a guy, he'd totally take up the offer to get rid of his anger, but right now there was a girl asking him to spar with her.

He merely shook his head. God dammit, why did he have to be this miserable? Even the chicks were starting to feel bad for his sorry ass.

She reached across the table to poke him in the arm at the head shake. "It will be making you feel better and you do be knowing it."

"I can't fight ya," he responded when she poked him in the arm. He knew she was trying to help but it wasn't something he was willing to do right now. He didn't want to hurt a girl and he wasn't going to start. Even if she beats him up for it, he would still behave this way.

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