[h1]Itsuki[/h1]

Hana and Asoka were ignored for the most part as Itsuki walked past them, taking a moment to stare at Hana as he wiped off the wad of spit she had launched at his face with his sleeve. He seemed like he was about to respond to her, but kept silent, not wanting to escalate things more than he already had. He was getting ready to just leave the group to their own business, when Takumi suddenly spoke up, seeming rather shaken up by the breakdown between him and Hana, He stopped for a second, contemplating his brother's question, offer, and farewell, before he decided to respond.

"I'll do my best, Takumi, but don't hold your breath on seeing me again. It's probably better for your health if that doesn't happen. Have a good life." Itsuki, his face having reverted to an emotionless mask, sent a small nod towards his half-ghoul brother, before moving out the door and up the floors. After a few minutes, he was out of the clinic, taking a deep breath as he slowly began his walk away from the building. While he didn't show it, Hana's words had cut rather deep, further supplementing his own doubts and increasing the self-hatred he'd been feeling in himself. [i]What is wrong with me? I had finally reunited with my old family and the first thing I do is fucking get myself kicked out. Hana crossed the line, but I should've . . .just . . .[/i]

The thought ended with both an internal and external sigh, his hands curling up into fists as he looks down, wondering why he didn't just end it already. What did he truly have to live for anymore. His fiance was dead, his vengeance had been more than sated, and his siblings may as well be strangers for all he could relate to them, not to mention how little control he had over his own demons. [i]Hana's right, I'm nothing but trash that can't handle the life I've chosen. I should've just stayed in the 24th ward till I ended up dead. . . why did I even leave? What was I hoping could be accomplished by coming back here? I'm not even close to strong enough to attempt to live a normal life. . . so again why do I even keep trying? What is the point in my life anymore.[/i]

At this point, Itsuki would be a couple blocks away from clinc when he turned his head around, looking at the little mute that had decided to follow him, his eyes cold and emotionless, showing nothing of the inner turmoil he was feeling. Regarding Rin with a silent gaze, he turned back around without a word of complaint of thanks, leaving it up to the girl to decide whether her continued presence was welcome or not.

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[h1][color=Red]Takeshi[/color][/h1]

The sounds of voices raised in anger, discomfort(and lust in the case of one Tiny Tyrant) drew the attention of a half-asleep Takeshi, who crawled away from his still slumbering brother, who was mumbling something in his sleep as he curled up, apparently having a nightmare of some kind. Frowning slightly at this, Takeshi sighed as he reached out to rub his brother's head, immediately calming him as his body slowly uncurled and his breathing became more even. Takeshi still wondered what had happened to his younger sibling before he had met the group to keep on giving him nightmares nearly every night. He'd been like that for as long as he'd been in their little family, and usually it fell to their missing eldest sibling or Mii to comfort him when he got like this, but since neiher where options right now, he had filled the position of Kazuya's current dream catcher.

Once that was done with, the silver-haired ghoul came out of the room into the main area, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Looking around at everything at this moment, he was aware of two things: Somethign seemed to be bothering Hana . . . the Tiny Tyrant was giving her supposed sibling a look that made him feel very uncomfortable. Enough so that he actually took a very roundabout route around the edge of the room to avoid having to go anywhere near her at the moment. 

[color=Red]"What was all of that yelling for? And what's wrong with her, cause she's creeping me out right now with that look on her face."[/color] Takeshi half-mumbled, still feeling a bit tired after just waking up, gesturing to Asoka in junction with his final statement with a wary look on his face, as if the diminutive ghoul might jump either him or Hana at any moment.