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Like Fire and Ice (Icefox and CrimsonEclipse)

"What's with you and flipping?!" I said, groaning as my body hit the floor. "Let me in! I seriously like what you're drawing!" I called out, knocking on the door.
 
Akira looked over to the door. "Don't care!" She yelled, going back to her drawing. 
Akira sighed, continuing her drawing and ignoring Sebastian.
 
"Fine!" He shouted, slamming his hands on the door. Furious, he went to the couch and sat there. Sebastian brought out his guitar and started playing. After a few minutes, he started to relax and started singing as well.
 
Akira's ears perked and she slowly got up and walked towards the door, pressing her ear to it, curious.
 
He continued playing, oblivious to Akira's presence. He keeps playing and singing, the songs getting sadder and more soulful. He's actually tearing up.
 
The songs he plays are actually songs he wrote.This is the only way he vents his emotions, along side painting. He didn't hear Akira opening the door.
 
Akira sat in the doorway, listening. She tugged up the sleeve of her jacket, revealing small red scars. She quickly pulled it back down, hiding them from view.
 
He kept playing, think Akira's still in the bedroom. He doesn't hold back his tears. He doesn't usually do this, some of his friends and his parents think it's weird.
 
Akira stood gradually, the floorboards squeaking under her feet. "Shit." She mutters, quickly shutting the door again.
 
Sebastian heard a noise. He quickly wiped his tears, but he eyes are still red. He turned around to see Akira shutting the door. "Hey, you can listen if you want." He called out, hoping she would.
 
Akira slowly opened the door, her head peaking out. "You really don't mind?" She said, looking out.
 
"No, not really. I actually like it when people listen to me play." He said, moving to make room on the couch. "So, how's your drawing?" He asks. "Did I bother you? I can stop playing if you want."
 
Akira sat down. She looked over, brushing a lock of hair out of the way. "No, not really. And I guess my drawing is ok." She said.
 
He smiled at her, his gentle and sensitive side showing. He started playing and singing again, but this time he plays music that she knows.
 
Akira nodded to the beat of the song. She tried not to look at him, or say anything that would potentially make her seem weak. Not around men, not ever.
 
"I'm glad to see that you're enjoying it." Sebastian said, noticing her nodding to the beat. Smiling gently, he took her hand. "I'm really sorry that I'm being a jerk to you." He whispered in her ear. 
(Hey, I need to go to school now. Let's continue later. Thanks for making this rp!)
 
(Ok. Speak to you in my morning, I hope) 
Akira felt her body freeze. She saw the memories flash before her eyes, the torture, the pain she felt. She slowly slipped her hand away, shaking her head. "I can't, just, don't touch me." She said, standing up quickly. She didn't have time to see his reaction before her vision became a bit blurry. She shook her head, the memories getting ever more real, to the point where it brought tears to her eyes. She darted for her room, closing the door as fast as she could. Fleeing to her bathroom, she walked inside, shutting the door firmly. She sat down on the floor, the voice of her father coming back as she rocked back and forth.


"LIES! IT WAS YOU! YOU DID THIS TO HER! IT'S YOUR FAULT!"


Akira continued rocking, clasping her hands over here ears. "Please, stop." She muttered, desperately looking for a way to escape.


"HOW COULD YOU BE SO SELFISH!!! SHE LOVED YOU!"


"Stop." she muttered a little louder. She felt as if the scars on her back where burning, her memories of the red iron rod and long thick whip flashing across her mind as she sat there, tears streaming down her face. She felt her body start to shake, the images getting even more real.


"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO AN INOCCENT WOMAN! HOW COULD YOU!"


Akira couldn't stand it anymore. She knew the only way to get rid of the voices. I got up, my legs weak from my tears, violent shakes still racking her body. Her vision was so blurry she could barely see her hands. Fumbling around, she found her bag and opened it, the sound of the zipper bringing back more memories that only added to the horror. Searching around, she found a small pocked containing what she had been looking for. Slowly, she pulled out the blade and held it up to the light, the metal gleaming. I walked over to the tub, plugging it up and turning on the water, the noise resonating in her ear drums, making her head pound. She slipped off her clothes, looking in the mirror at her body, littered with scars. She got into the bathtub, sitting down. She extended the inner side of her arm, raising the blade.


"MURDERER! YOU KILLED YOUR OWN MOTHER!"


Slice. Drops of blood fell into the water, a fresh cut along her arm, joining the many others. She shuttered, the voices not letting up. She felt her tears getting heavier, the pounding not ceasing.


"HOW DID IT FEEL TO STAND OVER YOUR MOTHERS DEAD BODY!"


Slice. More blood poured into the water beneath her. She cried, tears streaming down her face. She started sobbing uncontrollably, her tears mixing with the blood in the water.


Slice, slice, slice. The action was so quick, the small blade leaving marks over her arms as she tried to make the voices stop. She was still sobbing, the water beneath her a dull red color. She sighed, the voices fading from her head. She leaned against the wall of the tub, still crying uncontrollably. She hoped he couldn't hear just how weak she sounded, just how weak she was. There was nothing she could do besides this. Nothing but pain would stop the voices.


She shivered, still sitting in the bathtub. She stood up weakly, turning on the shower and rinsing her body, letting the red liquid drain, taking the pain with it. She sighed, pressing her forehead to the wall as the water dribbled down her neck. She found her pins and took them out, letting her hair fall onto her back, the strands covering her face. She showered for a bit longer, making sure there was not a trace of blood before she got out and took a towel and started drying her body of the water, her new scars now dry. She took her bag and pulled out some medicine tape, wrapping it around her arms and securing them. It would stop any blood that was still seeping from the wounds. She dimly put on her clothes again, tying my hair up in a bun before tossing my hood over my head and walking towards the bathroom door.
 
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Sebastian felt so stupid. Of course she would not want me to touch her hand, we barely know each other yet. But what he feared the most is what happened next. She keeps muttering "Please stop", her hands clasping her ears. It was as though she was trying to block something loud, even though it was really quiet. She ran for her room. I tried to chase her, but she locked the door. "Akira! Akira, are you alright?!" Sebastian frantically called out to her, knocking on the door. Hearing no answer, he sat down, his back against the walls. "That was so stupid!" He said to himself, slapping his own cheeks. He keeps slapping until his face is bright red and quite numb. He waited for her to come out. After a few minutes, she comes out. She's wet and she changed her clothes. "I'm so sorry." He said. He considered hugging her, to comfort her, but he rembered what happened so he kept his hands to himself. "It's alright, you don't have to explain." He said, sitting on the couch. (I almost cried reading what happened to her! T_T )
 
(I know, I have no idea how I wrote that)


Akira looked at Sebastian. "It's fine. Just don't touch me." She said. She walked towards the kitchen and looked for food, which there was a bit but not much. "Gonna have to go grocery shopping." She mumbled, looking in the fridge.
 
"No touching." He said, not wanting to upset Akira. "Do you want me to come with you?" He asks when Akira mentions grocery shopping.
 
Akira shrugged. "Why not." She muttered, grabbing her keys and wallet. 
(Hello, and good morning to you!)
 
(Good Morning!) "Let's go." He said. They decided to walk because the grocery store is nearby. "What do we need to buy?" He asks, never having done grocery shopping.
 
Akira rolled her eyes and grabbed a cart. "I need rice, some vegetables, and maybe some soda and candy for all nighters." She said, walking towards the vegetables isle.
 
He walks with you, pushing the cart. "Won't we need meat?" He asks, seeing that you only bought vegetables and sweets. "And are you sure that we don't need anything else?" He continued.
 

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