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tampered2008-06-13 12:53 am
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When; very late evening
Rating; pg13-ish [Possible Hiro-san handling!]
Characters; Kusama Nowaki (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
forthrighted), Kamijo Hiroki (outprideful)
Summary; Hiroki ends up in the Cityin Jun's bathtub. Super SemeNowaki sees to his Hiro-san's rescue.
Log;
As it was, his heart seemed to be pounding rather sporadically. Quick beats he could count, the thump loud in his ears like some distant but persistent drum. His eagerness. The excitement of seeing Hiro-san played with his emotions -- he was uncharacteristically dazed by the prospect of greeting him.
Touching, holding...
Nowaki could not quite recall that initial feeling of shock upon discovering the City and its inhabitants, obviously Hiro-sanless and greatly confusing. Of course, the logical things had only been natural; seeking out an apartment as one of his new acquaintances had suggested, waiting. Employment had been the next item on that imaginary agenda until--
"Hiro-san."
There he stood, just outside that strange apartment in barely nothing at all. Nowaki didn't resist the staring. After all, he had seen him less than two days ago. Really, what else could he do except approach him quietly and look at him? Normal. Just as he always did.
Rating; pg13-ish [Possible Hiro-san handling!]
Characters; Kusama Nowaki (
forthrighted), Kamijo Hiroki (outprideful)Summary; Hiroki ends up in the City
Log;
As it was, his heart seemed to be pounding rather sporadically. Quick beats he could count, the thump loud in his ears like some distant but persistent drum. His eagerness. The excitement of seeing Hiro-san played with his emotions -- he was uncharacteristically dazed by the prospect of greeting him.
Touching, holding...
Nowaki could not quite recall that initial feeling of shock upon discovering the City and its inhabitants, obviously Hiro-sanless and greatly confusing. Of course, the logical things had only been natural; seeking out an apartment as one of his new acquaintances had suggested, waiting. Employment had been the next item on that imaginary agenda until--
"Hiro-san."
There he stood, just outside that strange apartment in barely nothing at all. Nowaki didn't resist the staring. After all, he had seen him less than two days ago. Really, what else could he do except approach him quietly and look at him? Normal. Just as he always did.