http://satoshihikari.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] satoshihikari.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-07-13 04:05 pm
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Log::Incomplete

When; July 13th
Rating; PG
Characters; Satoshi Hiwatari ([profile] satoshihikari ) Agatsuma Soubi ([profile] lying_obedience)
Summary; Satoshi and Soubi bump into each other :x who knows what will happen
Log;
The blue haired bespectacled teen wandered through the town with his hands in the pockets of his slacks. He was still trying to get accustomed to the new place, but he wasn't very fond of looking around a place he didn't know by himself. He also needed to get out of the apartment. It disgusted him to think that Dark Mousey lived just a few doors down from him. He was brooding over the fact that he couldn't capture him in this place because no one really knew that he was a thief, nor did he commit any crimes here that he knew of. Thus, arresting him would be totally pointless. He was hardly looking where he was going, his train of thought was so deep.

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[identity profile] satoshihikari.livejournal.com 2007-07-13 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Though he was only a teen, he was a trained cop, and a brilliant one at that. Satoshi Hiwatari knew when he was being followed even if he was deep in thought. He stopped suddenly, then looked over his shoulder.

"Who are--...." he began, but a look of recognition and slight irritation formed in his eyes.

"It's you."

[identity profile] lying-obedience.livejournal.com 2007-07-13 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
“Perhaps,” came the immediate response, the corners of his mouth twitching in just the slightest hint of another grin. In some way, Soubi disliked the immediate assumption that this boy knew him. Knew him as Ritsuka did. And almost in the same way he did. But that thought was quickly dissolved the moment longer legs stopped walking, hand reaching out as if to touch the other.

Then, he decided against it, dropping his fingers against his thighs. He could feel the weight of the paint soaking into his flesh.

“Does it matter?” he asked after a moment, titling his head in a way the light reflected off his glasses. Soubi couldn’t tell, not since he was so distracted, but the smile was no longer gracing his lips.

[identity profile] satoshihikari.livejournal.com 2007-07-13 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"..." Satoshi was slightly confused. His attitude...it wasn't as...playful as before.

"...Why were you following me?"
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