http://imperialpride.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] imperialpride.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-07-14 03:53 pm

Log; Ongoing

When; June 14th
Rating; Pg?
Characters; Ion Fortuna [livejournal.com profile] imperialpride and Dietrich von Lohengrin[livejournal.com profile] evilsincebirth
Summary; Ion invites his crush over for tea, who knows what'll happen from there.
Log; Ion really didn't know where feelings for Dietrich had come from. All the methuselah knew was that when he'd woken up he'd automatically started thinking about him. He didn't dare ask Radu for assistance as his friend seemed quite conflicted as well.

Radu was gone now, as was the girl, Lyra so Ion had been left alone to prepare the tea. Even a spoiled noble knew how to make tea at least, though he didn't dare try his hand at anything more advanced than that for the moment. So now Ion was waiting for Dietrich to arrive, the tea pot and the two cups set on the coffee table of the living area.

[identity profile] evilsincebirth.livejournal.com 2007-07-15 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
He was pleased by knowing Ion, his Ion, was left alone. After the single hour of effort in building him miniature, horse android to decorate his chambers and another half hour in looking for sapphires and good shade of blue paint the gift, the Puppet Master would hate to use his threads to force the rest out the apartment.

Everything was perfect. He thought after he wrapped the present in a golden paper and added a blue ribbon to the package. Despite of her outwardly serenity, he was still feeling strange about the idea of love, but thanks to his superiors antics, he knew it wasn't forbidden to indulge in them. If Mein Herr himself felt the need...

Shrugging off his own common sense, Dietrich left his apartment to knock the door of the one next to it, carrying the gift with a hand and a bag with sweets with the other.

"Your Excellency?"

[identity profile] evilsincebirth.livejournal.com 2007-07-15 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your Excellency, good day," Dietrich said, bowing, in his fake tone of respect that now held genuine fondness mixed. It was making him terrible uncomfortable to keep an act when his feelings, for once were real. He glanced down the boy and was marveled of how beautiful he was, like a girl, more even.

"This is for you," he added, offering the golden wrapped box after he was led inside the apartment. The Puppet Master felt slightly anxious as he waited Ion to open the present. Why did his approval mean so much all suddenly?

[identity profile] evilsincebirth.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Dietrich awaited in bathed breath until Ion opened the package. He knew he would like the present, but it was still that nagging anxiety that started to heavenly affect his reaction. Why he had to be so idiotic?

"There's more," Dietrich stated with a secret smile. "Press the sapphire on the edge of the saddle and place it on the table next, Your Excellency." The horse, if he did that, would start to either walk, trot or gallop, depending the pressure Ion applied in the precious button.