Victim (SasoriPuppet11 ONLY)

Damon grimaced slightly at that, trying not to put too much of his weight on his butt, not too happy about the fast that he was right. He really couldn't move much. "Hmm, if anyone asks, I fell, and. . . bruised my tailbone. . . then fell again" he said, knowing it was a horrible lie, but it had happened to a few people he knew. He could use some of his mother's makeup to hide the bite marks, but there was nothing he could do for the split lip, or limp. He ran his tongue over his lip, wincing at the sting.

Haru felt bad for Damon when the split lip made him wince. He could taste his blood on his tongue from when Haku had bitten him. Haku always had to hurt his toys and leave some kind of mark to claim his property. Like he was showing off his newest possession that no one else could touch until he felt like he didn't want him anymore and went to find a new one. Finding new ones and marking them up, also most likely taking their virginity, was easy for Haku. Haru wished he'd find someone he didn't want to leave, but he was unsure that day would ever come.

Damon tipped his head back against the metal structure he was leaning against. "I'm sure I've gotten the attention of everybody at school today, so they probably won't listen anyways" he added as an afterthought. He ran his fingers through his bright red hair, making it stick up a bit before falling flat again. He could probably keep from limping during the day. Possibly. It would be difficult, but he was sure he could handle it. Maybe not at the moment, but it would be around thwelve hours before he had to be at school again.

"Maybe," he replied, wishing Haku hadn't made it so hard for him. Or if he'd at least taken the time to prepare Damon. He'd be so sore tomorrow and Haru would be the one to feel guilty. Haku didn't care so Haru was the one to feel the guilt for both of them. He'd brood over it and junk and Haku wouldn't care in the slightest. "Twice, without prep, it's gonna hurt really bad tomorrow, if not later," he said, hoping that saying that didn't sound too out of character for Haku.

Damon let out a soft snort when Haru said that it was going to hurt. "It already does. Hmm, oh well. I'll be fine" he shrugged it off, even though it hurt more than anything he'd felt since he broke his leg falling off of one of the peices of equipment at the park that they were at. He was around twelve then, and his friends had panicked, but he didn't remember much. All he knew was that his ass hurt, and it was probably going to get worse.

Haku wouldn't be the kind to ask anything else concerning him, so Haru didn't and just shrugged in response to him saying he'd be fine. He had to keep a check on his tongue to make sure nothing slipped. He had to be Haku. As much as he disliked that he had to be him, not Haru. No one knew Haru. Or they did, but then Haku took over and he'd become a prostitute Haru of the school or something. He'd been enrolled as Haku, so teachers called him Haku. Ah well, the past was the past. "What do you plan on doing after this?" he asked, curious and since it was something Haku could say.

Damon wasn't surprised when Haku/Haru just shrugged. He wasn't surprised with that. He hadn't been expecting anything more. It showed how much he cared for his victims, which was not at all. As long as it benifited him, he didn't care for them. "Mmm, I dunno. Probably do homework or something stupid" he responded, making a face. He didn't exactly want to do it, but he had to, lest he start failing or something, and his parents start nosing around in his life even more than they did.

"I see," he said quietly, wishing he could be more talkative, though it wasn't what Haku would do. Haku would wait in silence until something good came up or he got too bored to be around the person anymore, got up and left them to get home by their selves. Haku would more or less likely tell him to get up sooner or later and just walk home and not care, but he didn't know if he'd listen this time. Damon wasn't as stupid, or really, he wasn't stupid at all, so he didn't feel it right to just leave him to walk on his own. He tried to think of something to carry on a conversation, but he was coming up short. "Bet your siblings'll twenty-question you about all this when you get back, huh? What with the limp, the split lip, all the marks on you. They're bound to, am I right?"

Damon licked his finger and ran it over some of the bite marks on his neck, hoping to get rid one some blood. He runned it all of as best as he could, using the back of his hand or his fingers, looking up after a minute. "Heh, yeah. They're not gonna beleive me with whatever I tell them. Even if I tell the truth. They're just suspicious, and want to cause me trouble, even if I'm not lying" he shrugged, knowing that it probably wouldn't go over well, but he could probably confuse them.

"Do they trust you only that much or only because of the situation?" he asked, because it was a safe and pretty much neutral question he figured. Though it did sort of lean more toward his side, he hoped Damon wouldn't catch it as it was apparent he was busy licking the blood from the wounds off of him that Haku had inflicted. Haku always did something like that, something about marking his territory or something, but really Haru figured it was to raise questions and eyebrows, and potentially get them in trouble.

Damon didn't mind the taste of blood that much, so he was fine with getting it off, not needing another reason to be questioned. The marks would be less noticable if they weren't covered in blood, but deffinitly still visible. "Hm, just don't trust me. Every time I do something even slightly different than my normal routine they flip on me, immediately thinking something's up" he shrugged. Last time he had gone to an ice cream place after school they had bothered him about being on a date for about a month.

A snicker, as Haku would do, though the slight laugh lacked enjoyment or amusement. Just a sound Haru could make from habit. "They don't trust you at all, but then you're their eldest child and probably their most trustworthy? They live in fear that you'll betray one day, huh?" Haku was glad his parents stopped caring about them, but Haru missed the times when they'd look him in the eye and talk, or they wouldn't shout at him. He didn't blame Haku for this, he blamed himself, but he wished things weren't as they were.

Damon shrugged, lying back on the hard metal. "Why would they? None of us trust each other. Especially me. There's no way I'm going to trust them, ever" he laughed quietly, finding no problem with this at all. They got him in toruble for breaking things all the time, so why would he care. "My parents don't even trust me that much. . . they always beleive my brother and sister before me" he sighed, rolling his eyes. He had no idea why the conversation was always around him, but he would find a way to get it off.

"Hmm, well that's a shame," he said, sighing. It was a situation similar to when Haku had first been 'born' inside of him. His parents thought he was acting up, even when Haku confronted them personally. Chances were they still thought it, but he'd been doing this for years and the psychiatrists they'd taken him to said it had to be MPD. They didn't know what went wrong since MPD appeared after PTSD, or some other kind of emotionally scarring thing, so they were still unsure. Doctors these days needed to go back to school, was Haku and Haru's opinion.

Damon shrugged, not really caring if they trusted him or not. The only thing he was doing that would make them angry was banging Haku, but that was only recently, like today, and the rest he didn't do. "What about you? Do your parents trust you?" he asked, guessing the answer already. From Haku's record, he deffinitly wasn't trusted, but you never know. He could be really good at hiding it.

"They used to," Haru said, referring to before it had all started. When he'd been their good kid, got good grades, and when they'd had high expectations of him. But when Haku showed up it all crumbled, their perfect illusion of him. Now all they expected of him was to die of getting someone's AIDS or something. "Not so much anymore, if that hasn't been made evident quite yet," he said, trying to use the sarcastic, snappy tone Haku sometimes used. It sounded like he was trying too hard in his opinion, but he tried to ignore it and decided not to try again/

Damon wasn't surprised at the answer, or the tone for that matter. It was a slightly obvious question. His parents wouldn't trsut him even more if he was like Haku. He was just a breif victim, and it would only last a while, and then he would be done with it. He wondered what his parents owuld do if they found out about this in the short time this lasted. "Hm, good point. Ever miss it?" he asked another question, just trying to keep a conversation going. He really doubted that he would answer with a yes.

"Sometimes," Haru answered, reminding himself he shouldn't because this was Haru, who wouldn't miss anything. "I mean, sometimes, sometimes not. Depends if they've done anything worthwhile." Sounded kind of convincing, ish. He didn't know what else he could say to make it sound more Haru like, so he kept quiet. "Would you miss your parents treating you like a prize more than a son?"

Damon tilted his head to the side at the answer, followed by a question. "Hmm, probably not" he answered after a minute. He had to think about that one. "It can be quite bothersome to be treated like I am sometimes. It can be nice too though. I'm sure most people aren't treated like it" he shrugged, making a face. He wondered slightly what brought that on, but it did make sense on the topic of conversation.

"I'm sure most people are more towards being treated like people, not like objects to boast about," Haru said, shaking his head. "Maybe it's nice to be treated like that some of the time, but all of the time can be a little ridiculous to a point." He wouldn't mind it again, for a little bit of time, but then if it had to go on for longer, he'd hate it again. A little attention from them wouldn't be horrible, even if it were attention that he hated from the start.

"Mhmm. The only time I'm actually treated like a person is when my parents are mad about 'me' breaking something" he rolled his eyes, adding air quotes around the 'me'. "I hate being treated like that. I've been tempted for awhile to tell them I'm gay, see how perfect I seem to them then" he grinned slightly and leaned back. He had been thinking of that for the past few weeks, and now it seemed like an even better thing to do. . . just let them know he is, not what he's doing. That part wouldn't go over well.

((Wow, I've been tempted to tell that to my grandma and mom at times when they're berating me for something, just to see their reaction))

"The relationship with parents, after coming out, is never the same. Even if you get along with them, or your siblings, which I'm not saying you do right now, but even so, it's just never the same anymore," Haru said, shaking his head and sighing. "Your parents think you're perfect, that you'll find a heterosexual relationship and have brats to take care of, but then when you break it to them that it couldn't happen they just....don't know what to think of you anymore, regardless of past relationships." **Basically quoted from my Inu-chan**

((>.< i dont think that would be a very good idea buddy. maybe wait a bit longer >.>))

"I don't care if it's never the same. As long as I never have to deal with this crap anymore" Damon said, letting his head fall back to look at the sky. "Hm, I know. Not like I would ever have brats anyways, even if I was straight" he let out a laugh, shaking his head. His siblings taught him to never want kids. Ever. They didn't exactly do anything exept cause you trouble, and they're a pain in the ass.

((I know, I know. I just want to sometimes when I'm mad at them, just to shut them up from shock))

"Even when it isn't the same, it's something new. Then it's worse sometimes unless they're open-minded. No one's very open minded these days," Haru said. He needed to drop the thing now because if he persisted too much on it, he'd sound concerned, and everyone new Haku didn't get very concerned or involved in other people's affairs or whatever. Haku stayed to his own problems, when he had them anyway. Or he thew Haru out to fix them. There was always that. "Kids would be a pain, huh? Couldn't do whatever you wanted 'cause they'd be in the way or need the attention." Changing it to the pain kids could be from the subject of change sounded kind of Haku-ish, he thought.

((>.< poor buddy. if you want to shock them, use something else. i dunno what, but not that >.< ))

Damon made a humming noise in agreement, able to agree to that way too easily. People needed to be more open-minded. He had to admit, that did sound a bit out of charachter for Haku, which reminded him of his earlier suspicions, but he shrugged it off for now. "Hn, kids can go rot, but we also kinda need them so the world doesn't die. . . but we could use some de-population for now. That would deffinitly be a good thing" he sighed, flicking his head to rid his vision of the bright red hair.