HAPPY BIRTHDAY AKUCHUU
Apr. 2nd, 2008 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha“Happy birthday.” Kawamura slid the cake slice in Akutsu’s direction.
Akutsu, who had been tricked into coming here under the impression there was free food being offered. There was free food but Akutsu also had Dan crammed on one side of him and Sengoku on the other. Next to Taka was that Echizen brat, who Akutsu was glad looked no happier to be there than Akutsu was.
“Tch.” Akutsu’s fingers twitched for a cigarette. That bastard Sengoku had stolen his cigs when he’d stepped into the family restaurant because they were sitting in the non-smoking section. Just cause Dan didn’t want goddamn cancer..
“Aren’t you gonna eat it Akuchuu?” Sengoku asked, wriggling his fingers at the waitress who had served them and grinning when she giggled and ran off. Disgusting really. “Kawamura-kun is paying for it!”
Kawamura looked distinctly uncomfortable.
Akutsu scowled and stuffed the sugary goddamn cake into his mouth. “This is horrible.” Akutsu had better cake made by Yuuki, and Yuuki’s cake tasted like crap.
Dan clung to Akutsu’s arm, stopping him from stuffing another mouthful of too sweet icing and dry cake into his mouth. “Akutsu-senpai! That’s not nice to say! We’re treating you!” Akutsu shook his arm in an attempt to get rid of the Dan-leech. Dan wrapped his skinny fucking arms around Akutsu’s arm and clung like a monkey.
“Fucking brat let go.” Akutsu shook harder, and Dan fucking mewled.
“Is there a problem?” The waitress was back, and she was sliding a slip of paper Sengoku’s way while Sengoku eyed her ass. Akutsu snarled at her and she fell back, her face paling. “A-ah!”
Ryoma snickered and swung his legs into the aisle. “Mada mada.”
Akutsu, who had been tricked into coming here under the impression there was free food being offered. There was free food but Akutsu also had Dan crammed on one side of him and Sengoku on the other. Next to Taka was that Echizen brat, who Akutsu was glad looked no happier to be there than Akutsu was.
“Tch.” Akutsu’s fingers twitched for a cigarette. That bastard Sengoku had stolen his cigs when he’d stepped into the family restaurant because they were sitting in the non-smoking section. Just cause Dan didn’t want goddamn cancer..
“Aren’t you gonna eat it Akuchuu?” Sengoku asked, wriggling his fingers at the waitress who had served them and grinning when she giggled and ran off. Disgusting really. “Kawamura-kun is paying for it!”
Kawamura looked distinctly uncomfortable.
Akutsu scowled and stuffed the sugary goddamn cake into his mouth. “This is horrible.” Akutsu had better cake made by Yuuki, and Yuuki’s cake tasted like crap.
Dan clung to Akutsu’s arm, stopping him from stuffing another mouthful of too sweet icing and dry cake into his mouth. “Akutsu-senpai! That’s not nice to say! We’re treating you!” Akutsu shook his arm in an attempt to get rid of the Dan-leech. Dan wrapped his skinny fucking arms around Akutsu’s arm and clung like a monkey.
“Fucking brat let go.” Akutsu shook harder, and Dan fucking mewled.
“Is there a problem?” The waitress was back, and she was sliding a slip of paper Sengoku’s way while Sengoku eyed her ass. Akutsu snarled at her and she fell back, her face paling. “A-ah!”
Ryoma snickered and swung his legs into the aisle. “Mada mada.”
