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Log; ongoing
When; Right after this thread.
Rating; PG-13 for language, at the most.
Characters; Sakuya Kira![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
noswordjokesplz and Setsuna Mudou sin_sacrum
Summary; Setsuna thought he would never see Kira again, and now they're going to reunite, as far as he knows, for the first time in months.
Log;
Annoyed at his Senpai? What?
Before he was even eagerly out the door and headed for the living room of the firehouse, Setsuna had already forgotten any trace of minor, and mostly playful, irritation Kira had brought on. All of it melted away at the thought he would get to see Kira again, even if he wasn't exactly alive.... Right, he had to get an explanation of that, too.
When Setsuna finally figured out where the living room was in relation to where he had been, the blond stopped short and stared at Kira for a while. The whole thing still reeked of surreal dreams, so much Setsuna clenched his hand into a fist, digging his short nails into skin, long enough to leave red impressions, hard enough to almost cut through. Only when Setsuna was sure the pain was real did he say, "Senpai," and rush forward to throw both arms around Kira.
"It feels like forever. Too long," Setsuna muttered. "Way too long."
Rating; PG-13 for language, at the most.
Characters; Sakuya Kira
noswordjokesplz and Setsuna Mudou sin_sacrumSummary; Setsuna thought he would never see Kira again, and now they're going to reunite, as far as he knows, for the first time in months.
Log;
Annoyed at his Senpai? What?
Before he was even eagerly out the door and headed for the living room of the firehouse, Setsuna had already forgotten any trace of minor, and mostly playful, irritation Kira had brought on. All of it melted away at the thought he would get to see Kira again, even if he wasn't exactly alive.... Right, he had to get an explanation of that, too.
When Setsuna finally figured out where the living room was in relation to where he had been, the blond stopped short and stared at Kira for a while. The whole thing still reeked of surreal dreams, so much Setsuna clenched his hand into a fist, digging his short nails into skin, long enough to leave red impressions, hard enough to almost cut through. Only when Setsuna was sure the pain was real did he say, "Senpai," and rush forward to throw both arms around Kira.
"It feels like forever. Too long," Setsuna muttered. "Way too long."
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The "offended" place on his forehead got rubbed while Setsuna glared at Kira. "Of course you're not getting immature. You already were immature," he retorted, grumpily more because of the flick and his losing streak than anything else.
As for the energy and closeness, Setsuna couldn't help himself. He always had been openly affectionate, regardless of social standards, gender, and everything else that came with the territory. And time or none, Kira was his Senpai, and Setsuna was easily affectionate with him, forever and always.
He was also relieved at getting assurance of some form of a tour and quickly followed Kira to his room/Katou's room. "Who else is next to you guys?" the kid asked, following behind Kira on the stairs.
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He began going upstairs, his leather soles making sharp sounds on the ground. "Well, there's no one living directly next to us..."
After which he explained a bit more about who lived who in the firehouse, to his knowledge, and showed Setsuna to his room.