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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

Filthy, rotten, stupid beasts. That's what they were, the whole lot of them. They came to his shop just to see if the rumors were true, they didn't want to actually by anything. Was the human race so far gone already that one could not trust the word of the other? Victor wanted to spit whenever a new customer came in. Forsaken. They were also condemned, just as he was, to live on this earth-- only he, for much longer than any of them, because he would not be able to die for a very long time. Victor released a silent growl as the person mingled for the ground breaking time of three seconds before taking a look at his thoroughly annoyed face and leaving. Damned. Stupid, rotten, filthy-- wait, he'd gone over this before, hadn't he?

"Dammit, I'm going crazy!" he shouted into the empty shop, sure that someone outside had heard him, and he didn't really care. His reputation as a family-healthy shop was slowly (and surely) beginning to deteriorate, and he could almost feel it slipping away. He liked this town, more than others, he really did-- but just now, he seemed to grow an awareness of the stupidity of the human race and dirty and unpure they really were. Now, Victor was not one to usually judge (who was he to judge, anyway?) but every person who came in with an annoying habit or something bad to say just ground his nerves and made him want to snap their necks. Or maybe stab those scissors on his desk through them. Yes, let's see who has something bad to say now that your throat has been punctured?

Just a while ago Victor had lost his temper, his charm, his poise. Some person had come in with a pen, and it was one of those pens you click open and then closed. Victor swore he felt his eye twitch the moment the person started clicking the pen repeatedly. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Victor, being crazy as he is, told himself he was being mocked, and then immediately took the pen, threw it to the floor, and crushed it beneath the heel of his boot-- then smiled pleasantly at the person who was looking as if they might faint. "Please, if you would be so kind as to get a different annoying habit," Victor had said in his most regulated voice, and then the person had nodded feverishly several times, took a two second look around, and darted out of them. Victor placidly cleaned the remnants of the pen up and then returned to his desk.

Yes, Victor did have an intimidating aura, but it wasn't like he wasn't handsome and he scared little children by just smiling (although he could do that.) He was, in fact, a rather beautifully made person, and it's a shame that such beauty was wasted on such a terrible, malicious man. Long red-orange hair, a handsomely chiseled face, almond, slanted eyes fringed in thick sooty lashes, and a flashing smile to boot. He also had impeccable taste for clothing and the finer things in life, and could actually be quite charming. Except when you came in clicking a pen.

God forbid someone come in and annoy Mister Macabre at this very moment. Because Victor was sure that if one more annoying person came into his shop, he would definitely break something valuable over their heads.

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru was wondering along the long street outside Victor's shop. There seemed to be allot of people wondering they road that afternoon. All of them seemed to be doing their own things. Izu made a face at the amount of people that were surrounding him. Zu zu bit his lip slightly as he heard a clicking sound coming from somewhere. He winced lightly at the ear shattered clicky. Ah what is that he thought to himself calmly , as he turned to look at Victors shop. And watched a person come out with a clicky pen.

He watched the person walk out with a confused face on his lips. The person bowed slightly and walked by the blond boy. Izuru made a face and looked away from the guy. Now bothering to look at the person. As the walked down the street now humming a click. Izuru made a face at the humming sound coming from the guy. Ow he thought to himself as the person stopped out front of a near by store.

Aw man why you just leave the blond continued inside his mind. Deciding he needed to find somewhere were he would not hear the sounds anymore. He looked around frantically before looking back at Victors store. He studied it for a couple moments before noticing that the walls were pretty thick. The clicking seemed to be getting louder and he could not take. So he ran into the store without even thinking. He was talking deep breathes and leaned up against the door inside the shop.

Now all I have to do is wait in here until that annoying guy goes away. He panted to himself in his blond little head. Before sliding down to sit on the cold floor of the shop. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again. Before looking up at the clerks desk across the room. He spotted a orange haired guy standing behind the counter. Izuru watched him for a couple moments. Before turning a light pink and then looked to the floor.
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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

What really irked Victor about this whole thing is that they made him feel so stupid. Being in a small town, his shop had been the talk for a long, long time, and there were so many different things that went on that he couldn't even begin to fathom (like why that one lady, Miss Polly, continually avoided that fellow George) and to why the giggling and squealing girls would come in in groups of at least two or more, never at all by themselves. He wasn't that scary! ... Well, not yet, at least, and for that, they should be grateful to him-- instead, they were sitting with their dainty tea sets and mocking him for being confused and in the dark. Victor Dominic Macabre is not idiot! he thought defiantly, huffing out between full, slender lips before he sat down behind the counter.

"Bloody small town folks," he muttered to himself. He rarely spoke ill of the people below him -he was the sort of man to believe firmly in karma, no matter how many lives he had taken for just because- but this place just reeked of rotten civilization. He hated how they seemed all high and mighty, when really they were nothing but dirt beneath his feet. They had no right, no reason to be thinking that way! He had worked years and years to build himself up, and had only now been reduced to owning a small shop that had a little bit of everything for anything you wanted, but was scorned so far by the ladies and gents of the little town.

He was broken from his reverie when someone else stepped into his shop. He blinked his violet eyes in his surprise-- usually, at this time of day, it was pretty quiet, allowing him to breath every now and then. Of course, the boy (for he was a boy, not a man, and Victor was grateful) didn't look like he was interested in buying anything, only really seeking refuge from the annoying habits of the townspeople, much like Victor did. He stood immediately, a wide smile shifting his lips apart to reveal a charming, dazzling smile as he approached the boy. He was grateful that the customer was a boy, not a man, because he hated adults-- children were much more beautiful than any adult he'd ever seen.

Gracefully, with a feline-like quality, he approached and then paused just a foot or so away from the boy. Don't think for a minute that he didn't notice the boy staring at him, either-- and he didn't care, he rather liked the attention. Victor gave a charming noise and blew a strand of orange-red hair from his face. "Privet, my dear boy!" he greeted the other boy warmly, wanting simply to cup his face and kiss his forehead and cheeks. But he refrained, no matter how pretty the boy was. Instead he placed his hands on his slim hips and surveyed the other with a warm, light gaze, not portraying the cruel, malicious beast he really was. "I am Victor Macabre, and you have come into my little shop," he continued, in that thick, exotic drawl of his. "Please, do tell me, my dear, what have you come for?" He said this charmingly, not wanting to frighten the boy away.

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru gulped slightly as stared at the floor for a moment longer. He then bit his lips slightly and made a face in his thoughts. That were now if a panic because the guy had probably noticed that had been staring seconds earlier. Oh crap nice going Izuru your so freaking obvious. He growled to himself in his mind while he looked like he was in a slight panic on the outside. The blond closed his eyes for a moment in attempt to calm himself down slightly or hopefully all the way.

Izuru took a deep breathe and opened his bright eyes again. As the sound of the clicking pen guy could be heard passing the window. Izuru made a annoyed face at the man in his thoughts. That man was really annoying him he needed to distract himself from the annoying brute. So the blond took a deep breathe deciding to look at the shop owner. Figuring if he stared at the floor any longer he would make him look rude.

Slowly he turned his head in the direction of the boy. Still keeping his lake blue eyes focused on the ground. Before slowly raising his head up so you could see his eyes. He stared at the boy for a couple moments. As his cheeks became a bright shade of pink. Izuru noticed this about himself and looked down slightly. So you could still see his eye that was not covered by his giant blond bangs.

" Um I ... there was this guy with pen. He was driving me nuts I had to get away from the sound....." He managed to stutter out to the orange haired boy. As his legs began to shake slightly in nervousness. Izuru made a face at this fact and grabbed his pants with his hands. And balled them into light balled fists of nervousness. The blond made a nervous noise to himself and looked down all the way.

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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

Oh, yes, this boy was definitely an angel. What God had shown favor on him this time? The Japanese Shinigami? Or perhaps God in general thought his work admirable? He didn't know, but he really didn't care at the moment. All of his attention and affection was focused on the poor, poor boy that had happened to wander into his shop, which some might say strangely resembled a web, what with the way this boy was now caught in it. And Victor wasn't about to let the little thing go now, no sirree. No, he'd definitely have a little fun with this before the day was done-- that much he could be sure of.

"Oh, the pen man?" he inquired, clicking his tongue disdainfully. "I can't believe he found another one! I already broke his first one!" And with that he clicked his tongue again, smiling ruefully at the boy. "My poor, poor child," he cooed, using a very velvety, soothing tone. "Why don't you come back with me, and have some tea, and let me comfort you, hm? I could sure use the company, you know, what with this place being so alone." He looked mournful for a moment. "I swear, these people have no manners, leaving me to dine alone every night. I sit at an empty table save for myself and have conversations with ghosts." He sighed ruefully, and then glanced at Izuru. "So what do you say? Tea with me?"

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru made a surprised face at the floor that his eyes were currently aimed at. So , the guy knew the pen guy too. The pen guy must be the town annoyance or something to that affect. If someone else had had a run in with him other than him. Izuru made a face in his thoughts on hearing the man walk by the window once more. Doing his favorite thing that the blond figured he did everyday when he got the chance. Izuru took a deep breathe and put his hand and the door. Before using it to shakily push himself up to his feet. Zu zu bit his lips slightly and looked up at the orange haired man.

While trying to ignore the black haired pen man outside. That seemed to be pacing across the street many times with his pen. What was that baka trying to do Izuru wondered to himself about the pen man. Before returning his focus on the man before him that had invited him to tea. Izuru really didn’t know the guy but he needed to get away from that pen guy's sounds. Before he went nuts and heard it all the time. A small smile appeared on Izuru's face. " Sure...I'd uh.. love to" he replied to the man with slightly larger smile his lips. In a calm tone that only had a slightly amount of nervousness in it. As his cheeks turned at light red color. While he held his fists by his sides curled in to light fists.

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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

"Oh, wonderous!"

Victor was smiling brightly, and he took the boy's hand in his. "Come, then." He paused, tugging gently on the boy to bring him forward, and then began heading for the back room. Hm... He didn't think he'd really get anywhere with this boy unless he pushed it, but he'd start out slow. He was a patient sort of man, that was for sure. He gave the boy an encouraging smile, patting his head absently as they slipped past his desk and into the back room. "Ignore the mess... I couldn't find another storage place," he explained, and those who didn't know him well would have thought he sounded almost sheepish. Except that Victor didn't usually feel stuff like that, because he didn't usually care. But the boy didn't know that, did he?

Nearly purring, Victor led him to a small corner-type of kitchen where he indicated the table to the boy, reveling in the nice quiet that was devoid of clicking as he began to boil some water and pull out the different kinds of tea packets. "What kind of tea do you drink, my boy?" he asked, glancing to look at him with pale eyes. "I have every kind there is, so whatever you want!" He smiled in a mirthful manner, tilting his head to a slight degree. "But before you get your tea..." Victor purred. "Tell me your name. I want something to match your pretty face."

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru looked around the mans room for a moment. Still wondering if it was the right thing to coming back here. The man did not look like he was a danger to anybody. But you should never judge a book by its cover. Izuru did really think of that matter when he choice to let the man take him into the backroom. That seemed to really messing and filled with stuff. All Izuru wanted was to get away from that weird guy. That seemed to have a obsession with clicking pens. The blond was glad to be in the depths of the back room. Even though it was kind of dark and filled with too much. He heard the man say that he was sorry for the big mess. But Izuru gave him no reply because more questions were shoot toward him.

Izuru squeaked slightly at look down at the floor below his feet. That looked like it could use a serious sweeping. Seeing that the boxes in the room had dropped dust all over it. Izuru made a face at the odd colored dust. Looking up only slightly at the orange haired man standing by the stove. The blue eyed cutie now wondered how a stove could fit in this room. Everyone wall seemed to be covered or blocked by stuff. Except the corner were the orange haired guy and him were." Um... I'm Izuru sir..." he finally said nervously to the man. As he looked down to his feet once more. While he grabbed on to his pants loosely trying to prevent future shaking. " Um .. uh as for uh tea you can uh surprise me.." he added in a shy squeak.
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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

Though Victor was fairly certain that this boy was much too shy for his tastes, the fact that Izuru was a boy, and not a man, that made him so attractive to the shop owner. Victor had a strange distaste for adults, something about them being tainted and impure, and it probably stemmed from his childhood that most knew nothing about. There was only one person that knew anything about his childhood was himself, and that was the way he planned to keep it. But Izuru's childlike features, innocence, and shyness is what made Victor adore him the most, and was what made Victor want to keep him to himself.

"Chammomile is is, then," Victor answered, beginning to heat up some water and pull a tea set down from the cupboard. "This place, the past owners took very little care of it... I may close down for the weekend just to get some cleaning done." He hummed disdainfully and then set the tea set out on the table, placing a saucer and tea cup in front of Izuru. "As I mentioned before, I am Victor Macabre, but please, just call me Victor." He smile pleasantly and sat down across from Izuru as he waited for the tea water to heat. "Do you live here, Izuru, or are you simply visiting?" He asked, curious, tilting his head a slight degree.

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru made a face slightly at the type of tea that they man picked. He did not hate that kind of tea he actually loved it. But he thought that was tea that you drank if you wanted to calm down. It did not come the blond down that much it only made him jitter and totally out of it. So you could draw on his arm and he would not notice. Even though he was scared of getting like that. Not knowing what the other guy would do once he got like that. But Izuru did not want to be rude and refuse it. He loved that sort and tea and could not stop once he started. So he could only hope that he would find out he did something weird later.

Izuru looked up at the boy slightly and listen to the orange haired man's. Before looking around the room around quickly. Apparently they were lazy too he said to himself about the previous people victor was talking about. Izu brought his legs up on the chair and brought them to his chest slightly. On seeing a spider crawl on the dark floor. The blond bit his lips slightly to prevent himself from screaming. " Uh.. visiting I suppose ,seeing i ended up here by mistake. I uh get lost in new places very easily...." he said the victor in a shy way and he wrapped his arms around his knees and watched victor make the tea.
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[• Jinx]

give me a shot to remember,
AND YOU CAN TAKE ALL THE PAIN AWAY FROM ME.

Certainly, Victor thought, he could make the boy different tea if that's what he wanted. But he only smiled pleasantly in Izuru's direction and didn't offer to make different tea, instead turning around and beginning to prepare the drink. He hummed softly as he went, a carnival-like tune that he remebered from the days when he did have his Circul du Freak, and a sort of cold nostalgia swept over him for a moment before he shook his head briefly and turned around to look at Izuru again.

Victor smiled, a curling of his lips, in the blonde boys direction. "Got lost, hm?" he asked with a tsk of his tongue, absently placing the tea bags in the cups and pouring hot water into it. "Well, if you ever get lost again, you're always welcome here," he informed his new-found companion, handing him a cup and then sitting down across from him. "I could use the company, anyway!"

a kiss and i will surrender,
THE SHARPEST LIVES ARE THE DEADLIEST TO LEAD.

[Izuru Kira]

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Izuru blushed slightly at the boys comment to him, and looked to the cup in front of him. Before reaching his hand out and grabbing it tightly bringing it toward himself. The blond boy's hand was shaking lightly as grabbed the top of the tea bag , began stirring it. He kept his eyes focus at the tea for a couple moments as he stirred it. Biting his lip slightly he looked up at the orange haired boy as he continued to stir. Izu flashed a friendly smile with his cheeks still a bright pink color. He hoped the boy would not notice the color but he knew that would probably never happen

The blond only hoped he would not get made fun of for it. " Thanks, uh as long as I'm welcome I'll come visit when every you'd like me to. I have allot of free time on my hands.” He told the other boy bashfully with the same smile on his lips. Before picking the cup of the table and bringing it to his soft looking lips. The blond took a couple deep sips and closed his eyes for am moment letting the warmness fill his little boy. He smirked slightly at it and the opened his eyes again to look at the other boy. After he had put the cup back down on the wooden table softly.

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