leggymaru | GENJI BANZAI

[Idk how we will pretend Dimitri and Grune aren't here, but maybe they slept over in the fuck room just this once because they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Hizamaru is very careful when he settles into a sit on the edge of the bed near the top, and he holds it with the utmost care when he bends over to press a kiss to Higekiri's temple.]

Elder brother? [His voice is a soft whisper.] Good morning.

[he doesn't want to wake up - but he will blink blearily at the attention, because at least he's a light sleeper]

Hm...?

[his voice still hasn't adjusted, a little hoarse from sleep. he tilts his head as he looks up at hizamaru, offering an easy smile]

Mm, good morning.

[He returns the smile, but ends up getting hot in the face after seeing Higekiri's own. He brings the teacup that I just now saw I forgot to mention in the last tag around so Higekiri can see it.]

How do you feel...? It... doesn't happen anymore when I touch you. The sickness. Do you want some?

[Tea?]

Oh...? The horny is gone?

[he reaches out to try

and his fingertips will brush against hizamaru's wrist like what was he going to do if it wasn't gone]

Mm, tea sounds good - thank you.

Mm.

[Well, uh. It's definitely gone, but it's not forgotten. RIP. The brush to his wrist stirs him a little in the stomach. He can't just not remember the feeling. But he can ignore it better, thankfully.

His face is red again.]

Be careful, it's hot.

Okay.

[well he can at least move to sit up then, stretching a little bit before he actually goes to take the tea. the sheets pool at his lap and he'll take the tea, then patting the space next to him for hizamaru to sit down once his hands are free]

Did you prepare some fo yourself as well?

I'll get some when you finish.

[Rather than just sit, he crawls up onto the bed and across so he can skitter under the covers beside Higekiri. He's still unfortunately naked. Did he make tea naked? He sure did.]

It said it was "orange tea," so I hope it tastes okay. Are you hungry?

[they sure are both unfortunately naked

higekiri is still waking up so he doesn't see an issue with leaning against hizamaru once he's next to him, fitting himself against his side as he sips the tea]

Ah - it's fine.

Hmm.... food does sound good, but I can wait until we go together.

[it's just more convenient than hiza going to get something for hige and then getting something for himself later.]

[He shifts his shoulder back a tad so Higekiri can fit into his side like a puzzle piece. His arm loops lazily across Higekiri's lower back.]

Okay. We'll go together.

[He props his chin on Higekiri's arm like a puppy. He waits a few moments, just looking with his large, golden eyes.]

Can I have some, elder brother?

[hizamaru.... soft. everything is sleepy and warm and easy and higekiri just obscures another yawn with his hand politely before turning to face those big, expecting eyes

there's a brief little urge to press a kiss to the corner of hizamaru's mouth, and he doesn't see a reason to deny it, so he does

and then he holds up the cup of tea to his lips]

Here.

[hizamaru will have to fucking find a way to tell hige to stop tilting the tea to him or else he'll keep going until the tea cup is empty

he's helping]

[Eagerly, he straightens up so he can accept the tea, unfortunately letting his brother do the honors. What he doesn't expect is that Higekiri doesn't stop after a good sip? And so he chokes, short and gentle, quickly reaching up to turn Higekiri's arm so the cup doesn't spill when he yanks his face away from it.

He turns his head in the opposite direction to finish coughing.

Can't believe Hizamaru is dead Monday of week three because his brother strangled him with orange tea.]

[he should've said!!!!!!

but higekiri will just accept that - blinking when hizamaru starts coughing]

Oh, too much?

[YOUR BROTHER IS A SLEEPY SPACECASE WHAT WERE YOU EXPECTING, HIZA

well, he'll just put the tea off to the side where it won't spill so that he can pat hizamaru's back consolingly - and also maybe admire the lines of where he dug his nails in the night before. he presses another semi-apologetic kiss to hiza's shoulder even though that probably isn't helping at all]

[He's honestly going to die? There's no raging horny, but there is a little bit of being turned on. He has to bear the pain of remembering, unlike SOME people! But he's still coughing until he can clear his throat.

His face is red from both things, but he's going to pretend it's from being choked.]

I'm... o-okay, [hoarsely.] It's so easy for this body to do strange things.

[When he isn't going to be coughing in everyone's space, he turns his head back to tuck it into Higekiri's neck.]

[what the FUCK is a memory

but higekiri just laughs a little bit at that, wrapping his arms around hizamaru easily to hold him even as he hides his face???]

Mm, that's true. We've been afflicted with rather odd things ever since we've been here.

[but he doesn't really seem to mind now that he's not Currently being afflicted. instead he'll just press a kiss to hiza's cheek, soft and easy as anything]

Please let me know if you feel ill again.

[because hige is probably going to be fine no matter what? that's been the recent trend apparently!!]

Sometimes, it almost makes me wish to be a sword again.

[He's probably thinking about the poison, since that stuff was surprisingly rough? Never in his life has he felt so awful, except maybe when he was, uh... cut... down to size. But even then, he was only a sword.]

I'm feeling much better. [He raises his head. His face is still flushed, but he pecks a quick kiss to Higekiri's cheek in return.] Perhaps this week will go more smoothly than the last.

Mm, I'll hope so.

[higekiri will raise a hand then to run through hiza's hair, an idle motion as he seems to think to himself]

... to be a blade and only a blade was rather simple, I think. It was nice, to watch only, and not to feel.

Even so.. I think moments like this are nice.

[and he'll move to press his face against hiza's cheek, nuzzling briefly]

We are softer than we were before. Warmer.

[For a moment, he's still and quiet and listening. His arms loop around Higekiri's shoulders, and then he tips them over onto the bed so he can tuck himself at Higekiri's side.]

I didn't mean to offend you, elder brother. I like our bodies, too... Sometimes, they can be awful, but... It's interesting getting to know them.

[He props his chin on the edge of Higekiri's chest.]

I can see you with eyes instead of just feeling you near.

[ah - he goes with the motion easily enough, his other arm easily looping around hizamaru's waist as he tilts his head at them, gaze fond and thoughtful]

I wasn't offended... I like hearing what you think.

[and he'll lean forward to press his lips to hizamaru's forehead before relaxing back against the mattress]

There are times where this body is in pain even though there is no injury or damage... and I can't say I'm very fond of those moments.

[his uninjured hand will come up to trace the curve of hizamaru's face]

But they are worth it, to be able to see with my own eyes - to touch with my own hands.

[ - with the person who he wants to be beside]

[Ah. His lashes flutter when his forehead is bestowed one of the best treasures he could receive, but his eyes stay open so he can search his brother's face.]

You mean... like your heart? [Sliding his hand around, he ghosts his fingers over the center of Higekiri's chest.] Prompto-san said... sometimes it hurts here because it's your heart. When you're sad.

It's strange... not being able to see the pain when it hurts.

[His head tilts to give Higekiri more room, more curve to trace. He smiles faintly, but seems a tad embarrassed.]

Mm. I enjoy seeing this place with you, elder brother. Even if it's strange and, at times, terrible. As long as you're here, it isn't so bad.

Mm... I suppose so. These hearts that we possess now... they feel so fragile - and yet that's where humans get much of their passion from, isn't it?

[or at least, that's what higekiri thinks after watching so many of them. these souls that well and truly feel everything...

but he just smiles, letting his fingers follow the line of hizamaru's face, expression softening]

... ah. Um... The strongest of the Sudoku and I spoke recently... His brother is not here, he said—

And I do not know how I would be faring if I was in the same position. It's nice - to know that where I go, you will follow.

[Ahh... good ol' anija. He doesn't even have to heart to offer any kind of correction. Not right now. He just lets Higekiri keep on being himself.]

I will always be right beside you, elder brother.

[Reaching up, he takes Higekiri's hand and curls it close to his chest in his own.] Whatever we feel, elder brother--if it's bad or painful, we'll divide, I'll share it with you; if it's wonderful and exciting, we'll double it. [He gives the hand a squeeze.]

Please remember I'm never far from you if you need me.

[people letting higekiri be himself sure is a fuckin problem and yet everyone just lets it happen????

but his hand goes with hizamaru's, smiling briefly before adjusting their fingers so he can interlace them instead, then bringing their joined hands up closer to his mouth so he can kiss the back of hizamaru's]

Mm... I think that sounds like something worth remembering.

[for once.

though speaking of finally sharing, finally remembering - something in the corner of the room crosses higekiri's eye as he tilts his head so that he's looking over hiza's shoulder]

... hm? [he moves to gently nudge hizamaru off of him] Is that... Mikazuki Munechika?

[not the man, no - but at the very least the sword appears to be neatly propped in a corner of their room]

[Blinking, he folds gently back when Higekiri sits up a bit and nudges him. Upside down, he lulls his head back to follow Higekiri's gaze to the sword that's sitting regally in the corner.

?!

Quickly, he jerks up and around to his stomach and arms, squinting.]

Mikazuki-sama?!

[But...? Frantically, he searches the room as if Mikazuki Chaos Moon Man Munechika is just going to void right out of the wall on top of them. There's nothing?]

Mikazuki-sama! Where's his body?! Did he not manifest appropriately?!

[chaos moon man,,,,

anyway higekiri is just going to laugh a little bit because admittedly:]

Oh? That would be amusing. For a regal man such as himself to be trapped back in this form, unable to run about freely...

[RIP JIJI

but also higekiri's going to immediately get up to go collect him? who cares if you're naked when you're picking up a national treasure. yet when he picks up the sword - that sure is when the barrier goes up.

also you're one of the few people that's fuckin canon familiar so here's the link it's from 1:50:00 and then to like 1:56:12.

--

It's going through the motions of pretending to be a man - but Higekiri's emotions remain light, gently amused, and gently admonishing as he toys with none other than one of the greatest swords in history. All throughout it, there is a gentle, consistent pulse of understanding.

A sense of - 'If it were me, I wonder if I would have done any differently.'

--

and that's it that's the memory]

But why--

Elder brother?! [He starts, trying to get up as fast as Higekiri makes for the sword.] Be careful, we don't know if it's saf--!

[Though it's not that he knows what will happen so much as it's simply bizarre for Mikazuki Munechika to be carelessly lying about on the sex boat in their room with no rhyme or reason. (Much like real life minus the sex boat.) The barrier goes up, and he scrambles to grab his sword, but doesn't draw.

There's pieces he hadn't known fitting into place. The understanding melds from Higekiri's memories into him, and he thinks he also may get what it means, If it were me, I wonder if I would have done any differently. And he can't say he would have for certain, even if he he likes to think he would obey their master without err.

His vision returns with the feeling of his palm lightly rubbing the center of his chest, bewildered by the strange feeling inside of it.]

Mikazuki-sama... Elder brother, you...

GENJI BANZAI

week three, monday morning early rise and shine

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