it's in my head, it's in my veins, in my heart and in my lungs~

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

The laughter is echoing down the hallways, utterly, utterly amused. There are the sounds of a scuffle, of things hitting walls, murmured taunts

--a sharp cry of pain, a young voice crying out.

Silence.

A giggle, and more clearly.

"My win~"

Turn the corner, and there is blood on the walls - not much, a little splatter here and there, decorating the knives sunk into the plaster. A fight has taken place in this narrow corridor. Quick, violent, not enough room to maneuver properly, hits taken on both sides. A white-clad 1412 leans over an unconscious Conan on the floor, his face broken by a grin.

Come and interrupt him, if you dare~

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[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"No!" She snapped harshly, the lights suddenly shutting off all together for a second.

"There, there..." She cooed to Conan. "You'll be just fine, I won't hurt you..."

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

A giggle as the lights go out.

1412 has just realised what this means.

"Ghostie~chaaaan~~~" The tone is sweet and ominous, calling her attention to him like someone trying to coax a kitten towards them.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

Aoko glared up at him, still cradling Conan close to her. What did he want now?

"Don't call me that, my name is still Aoko." She snaps, lights flickering dangerously again.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

He meant to use this for the nasty little ghostie, but he can spare one for her. He flicks a knife between his fingers, playing with it over his knuckles - a charm dangles from the end, holy, purified, a ward against spirits.

"I have a present for you~"

And he lets the knife fly, aimed at her head.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

She gasped at the knife lodged itself in her forehead and shifted Conan slightly so that she could yank it out and toss it to the floor.

She couldn't be killed, she was already dead, but damn if that didn't give her a splitting headache.

"Don't do that!" She snapped, the lights cutting off again.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

"Oh~?" His tone is a dark purr, half his attention still focused on Conan, his Conan - how dare she how dare she, he's mine, a stupid little miss, I should have known she'd - and he's flipping a knife over his knuckles, darkened blade an obivous danger.

"Why not?"

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

She glared harshly at him, her teeth gritting in hatred and she held the small child closer-and suddenly the light bulb exploded in a small shower of glass and she covered the boy.

"I'm already dead, so it's not like you can kill me."

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Another quiet noise of pain from Conan - he shifts a little in her arms. Being moved is dragging him out of unconsciousness, whether he likes it or not.

1412 chuckles.

"But I can~ I killed the other little ghostie here."

He grins.

"So sad, too bad, now it's All. Gone."

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"Poor baby..." Aoko cooed, ignoring the crazed murderer quite intentionally. "He needs medical attention." She stated to no one in particular.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

1412 doesn't like being ignored. He's right in front of her right in front and she's looking at the stupid little chibi thing instead.

Conan's hand closes in the front of her blouse, trying not to regain consciousness.

1412 hisses and throws a knife at her, moving closer with an ofuda in his hand and clear intent in his eyes. His. Chibi.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

Aoko managed to duck this time, trying not to jostle the child too much. And she suddenly felt horrible, drained. Her eyes widened as Conan's hand clasped around her blouse and an involuntary flash back threw her even more off guard as she fell back, refusing to let the child go and now sprawled on the floor.

The Ofuda, and the flashback had forced her to the floor.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Another, louder, cry of pain passes Conan's lips as the jostling wakes him, and he clings to Aoko, eyes wide and startled. After a moment, he begins breathing fast, panicky, a keening whimper passing his lips. Just like a frightened child.

1412 chuckles in pleasure, standing over the pair of them, his tone a dark purr. "Hello, chibi-chibi." He grins sharply, and moves to slap the ofuda down on Aoko's ankle, wanting to cause her pain.

Perhaps his chibi would play with him~?

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

Aoko yelped loudly as the ofuda touched her skin. It burned but she refused to let go of the child.

"Get it off!" She whined, tears making a new trail down her face. She stared up at him and tried to think of someway she could get away from him.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Conan put his arms around Aoko's neck and hid his face in her shoulder, still making quiet whimpery noises and relying on the fact that 1412 was hurting her than she wouldn't notice he wasn't crying. He'd let the assassin have his fun with the new ghost.

"Oh, no. Don't think I will." 1412 grabbed where the ofuda was resting, and squeezed, grinning maliciously.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

The girl screamed again and tried to roll away, keeping Conan protected and in her grasp as she awkwardly tried to get to her knees while rolling.

"Leave me alone!" She snapped. "And the poor boy."

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

"Just said no, little miss. Stupid little miss."

1412 grabbed at her ankle and pulled - his dearest rival was smart enough to roll with blows, so he wasn't worried. He had another knife in his hands and slammed it down, aiming to pin her knee to the floor. So much fun when they were already dead and he didn't have to be careful~~

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"You're the stupid one." She griped, wincing as the knife went in, holding her in place. She twisted to try and keep Conan safe but also tried to pull the knife out. "You're making this difficult and you're too close." Aoko snapped at him.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

"Too close?" 1412 grinned wickedly. "Chibi-chan is too close."

Conan didn't tense, purposely keeping up his act, while his mind ran in circles, cursing 1412's unpredicatblity. Damn the assassin. If he got ratted out now...

"Besides...." continued 1412 darkly, grabbing the knife and not caring if her hand got caugth as well. "I like being close." He twisted the knife sharply.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

Aoko swallowed. "He's a child." She pointed out, cradling him still. She attempted to pull the knife out and yelped as he twisted it. Why could she still feel pain? so many things about this just weren't fair.

"Well I don't like you being so close." She stated.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

"I don't like you," mimiced 1412 nastily. "All miss Aokos are the same, aren't they? So stupid and shallow and ~ow, it hurts please stop~"

He sneered. "Give me my chibi-chan back."

Conan shifted, muttering darkly. "I'm not yours, 1412."

/l-late

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"You don't know what happened!" Aoko snapped, a fresh wave of tears pouring out her eyes as she tried again to get away as his closeness was forcing up memories she'd sooner forget.

/pats

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

"Don't know, don't care, but the little miss was weak, wasn't she? She got hurt because she couldn't do anything else~"

1412 was enjoying this, the vicious taunting, almost showing off in front of his dear chibi-rival. He edged closer, reaching hands either side of her legs as he grinned sharply.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"NO!" She shrieked and kicked out at him, trying to get him away from her. "It wasn't my fault! I tried! He was stronger! Leave me alone!" She tried to back away, scooting as far back as she could manage, another light exploding in a glass shower.