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saikou_everyday) wrote2014-05-18 12:26 pm
saikou_everyday) wrote2014-05-18 12:26 pm
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARI
WHAT COULD THIS BE A POST ABOUT
A POST ABOUT HOW MUCH ARI'S FRIENDS LOVE ARI????
why I do believe so :3(\
from excel 'w'
from RM!!
(CAPSLOCKY ONE IS FROM TANZ]
gosh i guess that's it OH WAIT IS THAT A HARU FIC I THINK IT IS:
~
***
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARI I WROTE YOU A LITTLE THING <333
"So this is your home, huh?" Kano kept a bright smile up on his face as he glanced around the living room. "Sorry for intruding!"
"It's just us right now!" Clear said. "Aoba-san and Tae-san are out."
Kano let out a laugh. "Can't believe you live with the granny."
"Tae-san's the best!" Clear beamed at him. "She's taught me so many things ... I wouldn't want to live in a household without having learned everything I can from her. About cooking, and cleaning, and taking care of the home..."
"Ah," Kano said. "Clear's aiming to be a housewife."
"I'm male, so it's househusband."
"Househusband."
"Yes." Clear considered him. "Though, if by wanting to see my home, you meant you wanted to see where I came from?"
Kano nudged Clear's side. "What kind of place is that? You said it was a junkyard, right?"
"In one, yes. I've only ever taken Aoba-san to it."
"I don't want to see."
Clear glanced at him, then smiled. "Now you're lying."
"Not really." Kano's smile brightened. "Who's interested in a junkyard?"
"Come on, then," Clear said, and picked him up.
Stiffening, Kano let out a little fake-sounding "Iya! So strong, so bold!"
"Yes, I know it~"
"Why is Clear carrying me, though?"
Clear shifted him around, sort of dumping him over his back until Kano grabbed on piggyback style mostly out of self-defense. "Because," Clear said, "It's far, and the quickest way is over the rooftops."
"I just said I don't want--"
"Hold on tight!"
The race there was breakneck speed and also was 700% parkour. Clear leaped from building to building, grabbed rails and windowsills and swung himself around here and there, tearing across the city at a speed expected from vehicles, not people. The tears streaming from Kano's eyes were largely just from the speed of the wind hitting him. Most of the time, it was easy to forget Clear's actual identity. Now wasn't one of those times.'
Clear finally landed in a cleared-out area in, yes, a junkyard. There was a small, square building in front of them, two stories, made of cheap tin. "Come on," he said, letting Kano down.
"Clear has to let me get my legs working again--"
"Come on!" Clear said, and dragged him inside and up the stairs.
Kano didn't have much of an impression of the lower floor -- some kind of living area, a kitchen, a bed -- but the upstairs was something else. It was small, and crowded, but every single flat surface in the room was covered in glass. Bottles, marbles, baubles. There were even some hanging from the ceiling, wrapped in rope netting. The sunlight came in from a small window next to a bed and reflected off all of them.
"This is my home," Clear said. "This is where Grandfather raised me. The upper floor was mine, and the lower floor was his."
Slowly, Kano wandered the area. It was decorated simply to fill the room with light; but there was also a tall standing mirror next to the bed and angled toward it, and a few other things that showed the personality of the room's owner -- clippings from magazines on the wall. Pictures of horses, running through a field.
"Haha," he said. "I bet you've used that mirror for kinky sex play, huh?"
"Yes!" Clear almost sparkled.
"You're too honest..." Kano said, with a sigh, and sat on the bed. "I won't stick to the bed if I sit here, right?"
"It's fine, I do laundry," Clear said. He sat too.
For a moment, they sat in silence, Clear smiling, Kano also, and watching their reflections in the mirror.
"I'm happy," Clear said, finally. "That you're visiting."
"Yeah," Kano said. "Who would have thought the Queen would make a reality where we could all see each other whenever we want? It's absurd, no matter how you look at it."
"Not that," Clear said. "Well, yes that, but... hmm..."
"What?"
"That you took advantage of it and came," Clear said, and put a hand over one of Kano's.
~
:3333
happy bday ari wlu
WHAT COULD THIS BE A POST ABOUT
A POST ABOUT HOW MUCH ARI'S FRIENDS LOVE ARI????
why I do believe so :3(\
from excel 'w'
from RM!!
(CAPSLOCKY ONE IS FROM TANZ]
gosh i guess that's it OH WAIT IS THAT A HARU FIC I THINK IT IS:
~
***
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARI I WROTE YOU A LITTLE THING <333
"So this is your home, huh?" Kano kept a bright smile up on his face as he glanced around the living room. "Sorry for intruding!"
"It's just us right now!" Clear said. "Aoba-san and Tae-san are out."
Kano let out a laugh. "Can't believe you live with the granny."
"Tae-san's the best!" Clear beamed at him. "She's taught me so many things ... I wouldn't want to live in a household without having learned everything I can from her. About cooking, and cleaning, and taking care of the home..."
"Ah," Kano said. "Clear's aiming to be a housewife."
"I'm male, so it's househusband."
"Househusband."
"Yes." Clear considered him. "Though, if by wanting to see my home, you meant you wanted to see where I came from?"
Kano nudged Clear's side. "What kind of place is that? You said it was a junkyard, right?"
"In one, yes. I've only ever taken Aoba-san to it."
"I don't want to see."
Clear glanced at him, then smiled. "Now you're lying."
"Not really." Kano's smile brightened. "Who's interested in a junkyard?"
"Come on, then," Clear said, and picked him up.
Stiffening, Kano let out a little fake-sounding "Iya! So strong, so bold!"
"Yes, I know it~"
"Why is Clear carrying me, though?"
Clear shifted him around, sort of dumping him over his back until Kano grabbed on piggyback style mostly out of self-defense. "Because," Clear said, "It's far, and the quickest way is over the rooftops."
"I just said I don't want--"
"Hold on tight!"
The race there was breakneck speed and also was 700% parkour. Clear leaped from building to building, grabbed rails and windowsills and swung himself around here and there, tearing across the city at a speed expected from vehicles, not people. The tears streaming from Kano's eyes were largely just from the speed of the wind hitting him. Most of the time, it was easy to forget Clear's actual identity. Now wasn't one of those times.'
Clear finally landed in a cleared-out area in, yes, a junkyard. There was a small, square building in front of them, two stories, made of cheap tin. "Come on," he said, letting Kano down.
"Clear has to let me get my legs working again--"
"Come on!" Clear said, and dragged him inside and up the stairs.
Kano didn't have much of an impression of the lower floor -- some kind of living area, a kitchen, a bed -- but the upstairs was something else. It was small, and crowded, but every single flat surface in the room was covered in glass. Bottles, marbles, baubles. There were even some hanging from the ceiling, wrapped in rope netting. The sunlight came in from a small window next to a bed and reflected off all of them.
"This is my home," Clear said. "This is where Grandfather raised me. The upper floor was mine, and the lower floor was his."
Slowly, Kano wandered the area. It was decorated simply to fill the room with light; but there was also a tall standing mirror next to the bed and angled toward it, and a few other things that showed the personality of the room's owner -- clippings from magazines on the wall. Pictures of horses, running through a field.
"Haha," he said. "I bet you've used that mirror for kinky sex play, huh?"
"Yes!" Clear almost sparkled.
"You're too honest..." Kano said, with a sigh, and sat on the bed. "I won't stick to the bed if I sit here, right?"
"It's fine, I do laundry," Clear said. He sat too.
For a moment, they sat in silence, Clear smiling, Kano also, and watching their reflections in the mirror.
"I'm happy," Clear said, finally. "That you're visiting."
"Yeah," Kano said. "Who would have thought the Queen would make a reality where we could all see each other whenever we want? It's absurd, no matter how you look at it."
"Not that," Clear said. "Well, yes that, but... hmm..."
"What?"
"That you took advantage of it and came," Clear said, and put a hand over one of Kano's.
~
:3333
happy bday ari wlu