http://stalksperverts.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stalksperverts.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-04-01 02:02 pm

Day 40: Recreational Field

Kio's breakfast ended on a much happier note than it had started. However, for once the announcement truly surprised him. He blinked as his nurse came to pick him up. Recreational Field? But.. but if they had a greenhouse, he wanted to go there. The prospect of gardening was a truly liberating one, an island of joy in this hellhole. He thought about going to the Sun Room and lying down, but it occurred to him that he hadn't had proper fresh air since being here. With a cheery goodbye wave to Honey, he followed his torturer outside.

It was much better than he had expected. The sun wasn't too hot (what time of the year were they in, anyway?), so he walked slowly along the walls, fascinated by the size of the field. He wondered if Sou-chan was alright. He hadn't even checked the board. Well, if Soubi wanted to apologize, Kio would be willing to listen. The place was so crisp and clean. He had to think if anyone had ever gone over the walls. What was out there? Freedom? Or a different sort of monster?

Leaning against one of the walls, Kio took as much advantage of the sun as he could. He desperately wanted a lollipop. One was quietly nestled in his pocket, but he would need to wait until the nurses were busy with other patients before he tried anything. Soubi had gone to some trouble to get them, the least he could do was make sure they didn't get confiscated. So with bated breath, Kio waited for a shift in the mood. He was, for once, content. Not happy, but not going crazy either.

[Sou-chan! Team Loveless deploy!]

[identity profile] notachick.livejournal.com 2009-04-09 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
If only Okita could be truly described as nice. He knew he wasn't doing this for altruistic purposes. He needed information and Honey had it - and Okita Souji would do anything to get it. He did love playing with Honey, but their conversation was what was most important. He hoped that next time they met, Honey could volunteer more details about the battles he would face or the people he would need to kill in order to save the Bakufu and his friends.

The smile on Honey's face was returned easily and Okita straightened, waving as the the nurses drew them apart. "Of course, let's play again later. I'll be waiting for you, Honey-kun."