This is a 1x1 RP with the wonderful Laynie and the amazing Zexion/Ienzo! No one can post in here OTHER then us. If you want to give feedback simply message us. I'll start us off. (Yes I know I'm not using an OC, go suck it if you have a problem with it )

 

 

Mammon sighed, walking around the town with his hands in his pockets. After taking a short-cut from his college to get back home he ended up getting lost. And he had a feeling he didn't want to be here...

 

(Starting off RP's isn't my strongest point, don't kill me )

Mammon eyed Haru from his sprawled out position on the floor and smirked just a bit.

"Amazing what 3 hours can do." He commented, reaching his arms up as for Haru to help him up. The hard floor was surprisingly comfy...

 

(...Mammon has an obsession with hard things...NOT LIKE THAT!!!)

Haru grabbed his hand and yanked him up off the floor. "Holy shit, dude," he shook his head. "Here," he handed Mammon a bag of groceries: apples, carrots, bottled water and a bag of sunflower seeds. Woot.

 

(You said it like that, though)

(Not intentionally?)

 

Mammon took the groceries, looking down at them puzzled.

"What're these for? I told you I eat once every two or so weeks." He pointed out, holding the bag back to Haru.

(The only reason someone WOULD say something like that is if they wanted the reader to infer that shizz)

 

"So? I still got food anyway," he took it back. "Just in case, I guess," he yawned. "That baby is hyper.. I'm tired," and he was tired from getting poor sleep from cough SOMEONESLEEPINGONHISLAPALLNIGHT I'm not gonna name peo-MAMMON.

Mammon scratched the backof his head.

"I feel bad about not helping with the baby. I'll get stuff later." He looked at Haru inquisitively, blinking in innocence.

"So we're sleeping in your room?"

 

(-coughsputter-WHAT?!)

"Um, I said that it was your brother's stuff, so... dude, what?" he asked in surprise. "In my room? Both of us?" Don't give him any ideas now >w>

 

(Well. I can see Mammon's CUT-TO-THE-PANTS attitude)

( Silly Laynie, yaoi is for teenage girls, aren't we still children, lol.)

 

Mammon blinked again.

"Um, yeah. So I can sleep on your lap. I don't like the couch...it's to soft." He reasoned, looking at the sofa. Yeah-huh, suuuuure.

(Silly Allie, we're 13. 13=TEENAGER. And I've liked yaoi since I was like... 11? xDD)

 

"Well, sure, I guess," Haru still didn't have the heart to turn the poor boy down. And besides, it's better than him destroying Haru's neck. And it was soft and flimsy for reasons we won't discuss...

(HA, I was into it by age 9!)

 

Mammon smiled, thankfully, and walked into Haru's room. It was clear what his next task was to be.

"By the way," He began, turning to the blond. "Have you see my hood anywhere?"

(Holy peenor o_o that explains quite a bit about you )

 

"Your hood...? Iuno, check underneath the couch," and Haru crashed on his bed and practically passed out. He was a sleepy-head.

Mammon hesitated before doing so. Sure enough he found it...covered in unmentionables that had been hidden under the sofa until now.

"firetruck..." He sighed, getting back up and laying, curled up, on Haru's lap.

Haru was asleep at this point, looking the same as last time. Except the raised skin of his scar seemed to glow a bit more, and the area around it was red. Haru was also looking rather pale that day too... hmm...

Mammon noticed these things but at the moment, was too tired. As such, he snuggled Haru's waist and lap, feeling very comfortable.

???

(Next day, your turn )

Haru didn't wake up bright and early that day. In fact, he slept for a while. His skin was pale and chalky, but his cheeks were slightly red. He was breathing rather heavily, and he just didn't look to good...

(Ooooh, is he sick?)

 

Mammon woke up quite early actually, sunlight filtering into his eyes. He was just about to yell at Haru about his hood before feeling the color leave his face. Haru looked just like... Eagerly, Mammon began poking Haru.

"Hey...Hey, wake up!"

(Mhmmm, real bad)

 

He let out a groan and tossed his head to the side and clutched his stomach. His scar was bright red, and looked nastier than before, as if it was torn open.

(Aw, poor Ru-kun...)

 

Mammon, prodded him harder, frantically even.

"Haru, wake up!!!" He urged. In the same instant he ran to the kitchen and got a cold, wet cloth and dabbed Haru's burning forhed.

"Stop... yelling..." he forced his eyes to open. He looked like he was gonna cry, but for some reason you could tell that he wasn't going to. "My head hurts..."

Mammon immedietly quieted, brushing away Haru's hair and putting the ice cold wash cloth on his burning skin.

"How'd you get so sick?" Mammon questioned, mostly to himself as he looked the blond over.

"Blood..." he said softly, still breathing heavily. Haru had a grave fear of it. The second he saw it, his face tinted green and it all went down hill from there. His scar popped in the middle of the night from when the baby accidentally hit it.

Mammon gave a small 'oh' and was quiet before giving a small sigh.

"Don't...get me worried like that either...I thought you were dying or something..."

Well, he could. And because Haru knew that, he frowned and tossed his head to the side. "I'm gonna puke..." he groaned, clutching his stomach once again.

Mammon quickly reached over and grabbed a yellow plastic bag, shiving it in Haru's face.

"In here." He ordered, rubbing the blond's back soothingly as to make it a bit more easier for him. He was...returning the favor persay from the other night. "Do you need me to call Sakura or do you think you'll be fine with my help?"

Well, first off, he puked in the bag. Yucky. He shook his head and continued to clutch at his stomach. Sakura didn't need to see him in this mess. She was stressed out as it is.

Mammon sighed, continuing to rub his back soothingly.

"Alright then...do you need anything?" Yes, a big heeping cup of-...never mind.