Tsukiyo had, for once, decided to visit Central Park. The air was crisp, the snowflakes of the dying winter still falling, and she felt herself content. After the Christmas Party, Tsukiyo hadn't attended her sessions with Caspar. She was too embarrassed by what happened to even face the red-haired angel. Not that she cared much per se, but it was still something that made her feel...odd. She pursed her lips together, glancing at the watch on her wrist in the process. There was still plenty of time before she was to meet her family for the New Years. She glanced up at the sky, watching as the snow fell in small flurries. She allowed a content smile to spread across her lips as she tilted her head slightly.
She thought she saw something, but shook her mind of it. Anything to occupy her mind, though, was welcomed. Kazehana had not stopped poking fun of the way her face would turn red every time Caspar was around, and she could feel her cheeks burning at just the notion. She pursed her lips together as she rubbed her face with her hands. She really needed to think of something else, otherwise she wouldn't be able to attend the gathering. This would be the first New Year's that they wouldn't be alone, and had in fact added three more members to their family. It was something Tsukiyo had been looking forward to...until the Christmas incident.
As wasn't really sure what drew him to Central Park, but there he was, his feet leading him there. Kaz had shooed him out after another session, and so he had decided to take a walk. Distantly, he picked up on Tsuki's energy, and was a bit surprised to find her here. He also wasn't sure he liked the fact that she was alone, although he knew that for the most part, she could take care of herself. Still, he wasn't just going to linger. He walked up to her, his eyebrows rising in amusement when he saw just how red her face was, and he doubted the cold had anything to do with it.
"You look like some little kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Still thinking about what happened at Christmas, huh?"
Tsukiyo pursed her lips and frowned at Asmodeus when he appeared. Thinking would have been an understatement. It felt as if she were still reliving it, and it didn't help that her mind kept wandering in that direction. She had Carlisle to blame, and of course Kazehana because the poltergeist of the clinic would not have went to his own trouble of putting Tsukiyo in the predicament she had found herself in. She sighed softly, watching as a cloud of white smoke appeared from her lips. She turned to Asmodeus and tilted her head slightly.
"A metaphorical cookie jar? Perhaps, but then again there isn't anyone around besides you, and you don't count so," she stated with a light shrug of her shoulders. "But if you must know, yes" she added. She wasn't going to lie about it, but she wasn't going to go in further detail about it with Asmodeus. He lived with the angel, and anything she said, he might relay. That was something she wasn't going to trust him with, though he was still her friend. She allowed a smile to tug at her lips though.
"I hope you are being nice to my sister, As," she stated, using his nickname for once. She had not found it odd, not once, to call them by their full name. Nicknames were reserved for friends, but now, she felt that they were on the level of such intimacy and wouldn't hurt to call them as such. They were friends after all, right?
A placid smile crossed his face as she diverted the subject elsewhere, turning the tables and making it about him and her sister. How amusing, Caspar did the same thing when confronted. The two were both so blind to their feelings that it was almost painful to watch, and Asmodeus and Kazehana had both agreed they had hand enough painful watching. Still that was for later, and he still had a question to answer.
He offered her a smile before speaking. "If I am ever anything but nice to Kazehana, I dare say you and your father reserve the right to utterly obliterate me from existence, if you can beat Kaz to it, of course. I'm sure she'll be the first one to let me know if I do something wrong."
"You are a wise man, As," Tsukiyo stated with a small smile. "I wouldn't do anything because, as you said, Kazehana would obliterate you...though she may torture you first," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. Kazehana wasn't one to easily forgive someone once they betrayed her, and Tsukiyo had been inclined to stay out of her sister's affairs when it came to things like that. Besides, as observant as she was, Tsukiyo could tell that Asmodeus had genuine intentions. Kazehana's previous friends were not always so pure in their thoughts, and Tsukiyo had been inclined, then, to tell her sister.
She didn't want anyone to harm her sister and she would protect her the only way she could. "You'd be surprised though. Sometimes, Kazehana can be a bit blinded by love so she won't realize that you've done something wrong until it's too late, but that's why she has me," she replied, shoving her shoulder next to Asmodeus' before straightening back up.
As let out a laugh. "Tsuki, she's already torturing me, of that, I can assure you. And I highly doubt that will end anytime soon. I have come to realize though that she is more vulnerable when she actually lets her guard down, but then, that's the same with everyone, and that includes me. She now holds a part of me that I have not freely given to anyone ever before, and frankly, it's terrifying." Yuimei had never held his heart so close as Kaz did, and even Caspar and Morgan, whom he considered his brothers, were kept at a distance. But with Kazehana, those borders and walls had been utterly shaken and destroyed, leaving both of them raw and unshielded by anything.
The girl could very easily destroy him just as she could save him, and the fact that he was willing to risk it all was enough for him to realize that he could never, and would never, do anything to hurt her. So why did he have that sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach like he was lying to himself?
"I assure you As, that that torture would not be nearly as pleasing. She tortures you in a good way, or at least I think she does. I've never really been good with those emotions," she replied nonchalantly, which was true. Anything that dealt with love, or things like that, Tsukiyo had zero experience with. Kazehana was the one who had boyfriends, and things of the sort. Tsukiyo was too much of a wallflower and a nerd, as one person had put it, to deal with things like that. Of course Kazehana had almost pummeled the kid for saying such a thing, but Tsukiyo only shook her head.
"It's a good thing sometimes, to not give something so freely. When you work for it, it makes it all the more sweeter to finally have it. I am sure she feels the same way, but still...be careful with it," she stated, the smile she once wore now turning into a serious thin-lipped expression.
Asmodeus may have been a demon, and at one point, an angel. He may prance around acting like things didn't bother him. But no one could ever say the man did not have a sense of humor. He made a sweeping gesture with his hands, bowing to Tsuki like a butler. "So the little lady says, and I assure you, I intend to treat nothing else with so much fragile care." His eyes gleamed mischievously as he looked at her when he straightened up. "Come on, the others will be expecting us soon, and for once, I think Momo actually beat me there. Something is not right with that situation."
She thought she saw something, but shook her mind of it. Anything to occupy her mind, though, was welcomed. Kazehana had not stopped poking fun of the way her face would turn red every time Caspar was around, and she could feel her cheeks burning at just the notion. She pursed her lips together as she rubbed her face with her hands. She really needed to think of something else, otherwise she wouldn't be able to attend the gathering. This would be the first New Year's that they wouldn't be alone, and had in fact added three more members to their family. It was something Tsukiyo had been looking forward to...until the Christmas incident.
As wasn't really sure what drew him to Central Park, but there he was, his feet leading him there. Kaz had shooed him out after another session, and so he had decided to take a walk. Distantly, he picked up on Tsuki's energy, and was a bit surprised to find her here. He also wasn't sure he liked the fact that she was alone, although he knew that for the most part, she could take care of herself. Still, he wasn't just going to linger. He walked up to her, his eyebrows rising in amusement when he saw just how red her face was, and he doubted the cold had anything to do with it.
"You look like some little kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Still thinking about what happened at Christmas, huh?"
Tsukiyo pursed her lips and frowned at Asmodeus when he appeared. Thinking would have been an understatement. It felt as if she were still reliving it, and it didn't help that her mind kept wandering in that direction. She had Carlisle to blame, and of course Kazehana because the poltergeist of the clinic would not have went to his own trouble of putting Tsukiyo in the predicament she had found herself in. She sighed softly, watching as a cloud of white smoke appeared from her lips. She turned to Asmodeus and tilted her head slightly.
"A metaphorical cookie jar? Perhaps, but then again there isn't anyone around besides you, and you don't count so," she stated with a light shrug of her shoulders. "But if you must know, yes" she added. She wasn't going to lie about it, but she wasn't going to go in further detail about it with Asmodeus. He lived with the angel, and anything she said, he might relay. That was something she wasn't going to trust him with, though he was still her friend. She allowed a smile to tug at her lips though.
"I hope you are being nice to my sister, As," she stated, using his nickname for once. She had not found it odd, not once, to call them by their full name. Nicknames were reserved for friends, but now, she felt that they were on the level of such intimacy and wouldn't hurt to call them as such. They were friends after all, right?
A placid smile crossed his face as she diverted the subject elsewhere, turning the tables and making it about him and her sister. How amusing, Caspar did the same thing when confronted. The two were both so blind to their feelings that it was almost painful to watch, and Asmodeus and Kazehana had both agreed they had hand enough painful watching. Still that was for later, and he still had a question to answer.
He offered her a smile before speaking. "If I am ever anything but nice to Kazehana, I dare say you and your father reserve the right to utterly obliterate me from existence, if you can beat Kaz to it, of course. I'm sure she'll be the first one to let me know if I do something wrong."
"You are a wise man, As," Tsukiyo stated with a small smile. "I wouldn't do anything because, as you said, Kazehana would obliterate you...though she may torture you first," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. Kazehana wasn't one to easily forgive someone once they betrayed her, and Tsukiyo had been inclined to stay out of her sister's affairs when it came to things like that. Besides, as observant as she was, Tsukiyo could tell that Asmodeus had genuine intentions. Kazehana's previous friends were not always so pure in their thoughts, and Tsukiyo had been inclined, then, to tell her sister.
She didn't want anyone to harm her sister and she would protect her the only way she could. "You'd be surprised though. Sometimes, Kazehana can be a bit blinded by love so she won't realize that you've done something wrong until it's too late, but that's why she has me," she replied, shoving her shoulder next to Asmodeus' before straightening back up.
As let out a laugh. "Tsuki, she's already torturing me, of that, I can assure you. And I highly doubt that will end anytime soon. I have come to realize though that she is more vulnerable when she actually lets her guard down, but then, that's the same with everyone, and that includes me. She now holds a part of me that I have not freely given to anyone ever before, and frankly, it's terrifying." Yuimei had never held his heart so close as Kaz did, and even Caspar and Morgan, whom he considered his brothers, were kept at a distance. But with Kazehana, those borders and walls had been utterly shaken and destroyed, leaving both of them raw and unshielded by anything.
The girl could very easily destroy him just as she could save him, and the fact that he was willing to risk it all was enough for him to realize that he could never, and would never, do anything to hurt her. So why did he have that sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach like he was lying to himself?
"I assure you As, that that torture would not be nearly as pleasing. She tortures you in a good way, or at least I think she does. I've never really been good with those emotions," she replied nonchalantly, which was true. Anything that dealt with love, or things like that, Tsukiyo had zero experience with. Kazehana was the one who had boyfriends, and things of the sort. Tsukiyo was too much of a wallflower and a nerd, as one person had put it, to deal with things like that. Of course Kazehana had almost pummeled the kid for saying such a thing, but Tsukiyo only shook her head.
"It's a good thing sometimes, to not give something so freely. When you work for it, it makes it all the more sweeter to finally have it. I am sure she feels the same way, but still...be careful with it," she stated, the smile she once wore now turning into a serious thin-lipped expression.
Asmodeus may have been a demon, and at one point, an angel. He may prance around acting like things didn't bother him. But no one could ever say the man did not have a sense of humor. He made a sweeping gesture with his hands, bowing to Tsuki like a butler. "So the little lady says, and I assure you, I intend to treat nothing else with so much fragile care." His eyes gleamed mischievously as he looked at her when he straightened up. "Come on, the others will be expecting us soon, and for once, I think Momo actually beat me there. Something is not right with that situation."