August 25/ Lumber/ PG-13/ CLOSED

[hara]

Hara took in the view of Izanagi. His face was funny-- as if it wasn't from the beginning. Was he trying to hold something back? The teen couldn't tell what the hermit was thinking anymore. He deemed way too indifferent about situations that Hara was having a slightly hard time.

A smirk grew on one side of Hara's face. Since the other male was trying to mess with him, why not mess back? "Strip," he deadpanned. "You can entertain me by stripping." The older teen walked to where Izanagi was sitting and sat. He positioned himself up against the wall as if he was going to watch a movie. He highly doubted the boy would do it, but it was only a tease-- a joke.

[izanagi]

Izanagi was shocked by the suggestion at first and blinked a few times, unable to come up with something ro say. He wasn't serious, right? No, he couldn't be. This had to be a test of some sort.. Well, whatever it was, he didn't really understand.. but it wasn't like he would just ask.

In any case, if this was a competition, Izanagi didn't want to lose. He didn't know why he got this way with Hara -- so bold -- but he did for whatever reason. "Fine," he said as if it were nothing, as he tugged at the edge of his hoodie for a moment before completely pulling it off. Then he started on his shirt, getting a little embarrassed already. And, besides, when did it start getting so.. cold in there?

[hara]

He was doing it again. Izanagi was being daring. Hara narrowed his eyes and locked them onto the redheads body. "What..." was all that could be muttered. Hara felt his hands get clammy the more he watched Izanagi. He had taken off his outer layer, but he soon paused. "Well?" Hara demanded.

He stopped looking at the body of the frail boy in front of him, but he couldn't just resist looking at the face. "You agreed-- and now I'm expecting a lot more than the removal of the outer layer, virgin." Has the kid never stripped him in the lockers or something? Is this a ginger thing or...? It obviously wasn't, but the fact that there was sudden hesitation from the redhead seemed fun to toy with. "Top to bottom," he called out with a coy grin. By now, Hara had forgotten about the matches.

[izanagi]

Izanagi could tell that he'd caught Hara by surprise, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to be doing that anymore. It was so weird and he didn't even know why ir was so different when it came to the older teen, apparently, but it was. He let the shirt fall back now and shook his head, deciding to play it off as if he had just been joking around.

"No. As if I'd really do that," he said with a frown, moving his hair away from his face as he sighed. "I'm not that stupid. Besides, you don't deserve t--.." he trailed off. What had he been planning on saying again? He suddenly dropped it. "...Anyways."

[hara]

Hara continued to stare intently at the redheads chest. It was as if he was expecting the unexpecteded. But as soon as Izanagi stopped to give his little attitude, the teen sighed. "Right. As if," he repeated. Hara got up as the other was being crude. "I do whatever I want, Izanagi. You can't stop me," he lowly said. He was trying to intimidate his enemy sen though it probably wouldn't work on the strange male in front of him. Tch, I'll show you, he cursed.

His hands grabbed the collar of his shirt and he pulled on it. Hara wanted to be rough to the innocent boy in front of him-- he always wanted to break the fragile ones. "I'll take off your clothes for you, then. You went this far already, didn't you?" Hara began stripping Izanagi; starting with his shirt. He tore the shirt over the redhead and threw it onto the floor while glaring at the boy. "Don't put yourself in such a dangerous situation with your stupid actions, vermin."

[izanagi]

"Well, you ca--.." Izanagi had to stop talking due to the fact that his shirt was now being removed from him by someone that wasn't the ginger himself. Oh. If he weren't so naive, he probably would have seen the situation as dirty, but all he could do right now was think about how much he wanted his shirt back. He wasn't sure what to do now in reaction to that. The boy just kind of stiffened before crossing his arms in an attempt to cover himself a little and looked away.

Finally he glanced back at Hara with a frown, not sure whether to be angry or sad or turnes on. "N-no." He just wanted to get his shirt back.. "Okay, okay.. I get it.. No more of that stuff.. C-can I have my shirt back?" It was a surprise he wasn't whining at that point.

[hara]

The small act of Izanagi covering his bare chest made it completely obvious that he was shy of his body. A coy smile crept onto Hara's face as he thought of something. "If you want your shirt back," he started as he held the layer behind him and out of reach. "You would have to play a little game with me. Would you like your first crime to be a murder or do you prefer arson?" The lights in Izanagi's room dimly lit the devil's face as he smiled with evil intentions.

Hara really doubted the younger boy to do any of the following, so he gave him an easier way out. "Or are you going to entertain me to the fullest? Your pick," he finished off. He walked towards the closet and blocked the pathway of getting another shirt out. He's mine now, he grinned.

[izanagi]

Considering the situation right now, Izanagi was completely fine with murdering SOMEONE and that someone was none other than Hara himself. Really, after the redhead had so easily taken control of the situation earlier by acting sad, it was surprising to see that Hara was the one bossing him around again.. but then again, it wasn't that surprising.

He needed something witty to say in reply and it was also common knowledge that Iza wasn't the best at coming up with smart things so he wasn't exactly sure how he would get out of this one.. "D-define entertain," he finally said, his arms still crossed.

[hara]

Hara began to walk in a circle around the insecure boy. As he did so, he trailed his index finger and slid it across on his bare shoulders. If my finger were a blade... The room temperature seemed at the right degree, but the boy's body was cold. Cold and thin. "Stop looking so fragile in front of me and man up," he issued. He traced his finger down the spine of the redhead and then smacked the soft back as hard as he could. "Otherwise, you'd die by my hands, Iza."

"And do whatever you would do to me as if I was your girlfriend right now," he implied. Obviously, the ginger would have absolutely no idea on what to do, but Hara was willing to see him trip on his own two feet. Basically, he was setting him up for disaster.

[izanagi]

Why was it that one minute Hara was threatening the redhead and the next he was so close to him? Again, Izanagi was at a loss for words and couldn't figure out id he wanted to tell Hara to stop or to keep quiet and let him do what he wanted. He bit the inside of his cheek, only stopping when it was his turn to speak. "Man.. up.." he repeated to himself as if it were a foreign language. "But wh--?" His question was cut off as he finished the sentence with a quiet whimper. "Ow.. W-why'd you.." Was there even a point in asking? He decided against it as he rubbed his back a little and frowned. "You wouldn't kill me."

Although, as he said that, Izanagi noticed that he wasn't exactly as sure of that as he was earlier. "W-what?" The boy had never actually had a real life girlfriend before, so he had absolutely no idea what to do.. so he just sat there a moment, looking away from Hara. "I don't know..what.."

[hara]

"Again with the 'you wouldn't kill me' threat. I said I'd do anything, right? What's mine is mine, Iza," Hara shrugged off expressionless. His possessive side was coming out again, but he knew nothing of it. He was greedy like a demon. I am a demon.

The light haired teen rolled his eyes and threw the shirt at Izanagi. "Whatever. Don't you watch television or something? you really don't know what to do with a girl? What are you even doing on the net?" Hara tossed the questions all at once at the redhead with no breaks. It was weird interacting with a male who had no knowledge of that subject. "Well, you must know something, right? Or are you saying that I'm right? That you're a complete loser?" Hara was being judgmental, but he was right. Even if he himself was a virgin, at least he had some knowledge on the subject.

[izanagi]

Again the older teenager had confused Iza. "But nothing in here is yours aside from those matches, so I don't really follow.. what you mean.." he bit his lip to hold back the sigh that so desperately wanted to escape and pulled the shirt back over his head. Finally.. and after all of that, he really hadn't had to do anything at all.

"I do watch TV, but I'd rather be playing games an--... Hey! I'm not a loser." Izanagi had to catch himself before he called Hara a name in return, not wanting to get himself into the same situation as earlier again.. He simply kept his mouth shut for a few before he finally spoke again. "As if you know what to do either."

[hara]

Hara clicked his tongue before answering his question. He was hesitating beforehand since it sounded like it could get misunderstood. Whatever, he brushed off as he rolled his eyes. The teen flicked Izanagi's forehead with his middle finger before answering. "You're mine," he claimed.

When the redhead started to put on his shirt back on, Hara felt insulted. Even if the other boy didn't say anything really offending, he felt intimidated. "I know what to do more than you," he replied with no time to spare. "Did you want me to teach you or something, virgin? It'll cost you a lot." Hara's grin widened as he thought of all the wrong things to teach the poor kid. Knives, drugs, or asphyxiation?

[izanagi]

Izanagi reached up to rub his forehead where he'd been flicked, eyes narrowing as he looked up at Hara. "Sorry to break it to you, but, no, I'm not." Maybe he should have kept his mouth closed, but he didn't care. The light-haired teen couldn't just get away with saying things like that, especially when it wasn't true.. It would just mess eith Iza's mind again and he didn't want that.

"Teach me?" This time, he raised an eyebrow instead of immediately glaring. He knew he could have, and probably should have, said no, but the word didn't come to him. Instead, he snorted. "Do what you want, bur I don't think it'll be much at all anyways."

[hara]

It seemed as Izanagi has grown emotionless around Hara. That only irritated Hara even more. His words, his cold shoulder... Just who the fuck does he think he is? Grinding his teeth, Hara shoved Izanagi down and held his hands down with his own hands. They were touching... again. "I'll teach, but I'll only do this once. This better not be the first and last time for you, virgin. Got it?"

With that, Hara removed his own shirt and glared downwards at the redhead. "Well?" Hara thought that he should at least know what to do at this point... Did he? Tch, moron.