they decided to TALK to eachother.
May. 14th, 2008 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaNiou sauntered into the out of the way classroom, sliding the door closed door behind him
. “Didn’t expect to see you here.” Niou said to Yanagi, taking a seat on the desk in front of Yanagi’s. Yanagi sat with a book open in the row of desks by the window. “Hiding from the captain?”
Yanagi closed his book, one hand lying spread in a manner that hid the cover. Niou would have frowned if it wasn’t so amusing. He bet Yanagi was reading porn or something. “Aren’t you hiding from Yagyuu?”
“Guilty.” Niou shrugged. “Don’t know what he’s so pissed about.”
“I saw Professor Yuu’s blackboard.” Yanagi’s tone was flat, but laced with amusement if you knew how to listen. Niou grinned, flipping his pony tail over the back of his shoulder. It was starting to get a little long he might need to actually get it cut soon.
“It’s chalk, it’ll come off.” The caricature of Yuu getting his cock sucked by a desperate looking Fudomine student was pretty apt actually. Nioui’d seen Yuu off with some haggard looking high school girl, though she hadn’t been Fudomine. Niou just liked mocking the Fudomine kids. Kirihara appreciated such humor.
“I also heard about the soccer girl’s uniforms.” Yanagi’s voice cut through Niou’s musings. “You’ll be getting asked out again.”
Niou screwed up his face and shifted position. Leaning forward he planted his elbows on his knees and then his chin in his hands. “Can’t predict girls you know. They’re screwed in the head.” For some reason they thought Niou’s pranks meant he liked them.
“They assume you’re gay anyway.” Yanagi slid his book into his bag, locking it shut with a small click of plastic on plastic. “Or bisexual.”
“Least they don’t know for sure.” If they knew they wouldn’t keep asking right? Naw, they’d probably keep asking. “So why are you hiding from the captain? He getting too demanding?”
“Seiichi is staying after so he can catch up more before exams swing around.” Yanagi stood up and hooked his bag over his shoulder. “I was hiding so I would not have to do his work for him.”
Niou tipped his head to the side, thinking of the numerous ways Yanagi could probably take Yukimura’s test for him. Maybe Niou should offer Yukimura the solutions to his dilemma. “Puri.”
“Don’t even think about it Niou.” Yanagi stood at the door to the classroom now. “Or I’ll tell Yagyuu about the mice.”
Yanagi closed his book, one hand lying spread in a manner that hid the cover. Niou would have frowned if it wasn’t so amusing. He bet Yanagi was reading porn or something. “Aren’t you hiding from Yagyuu?”
“Guilty.” Niou shrugged. “Don’t know what he’s so pissed about.”
“I saw Professor Yuu’s blackboard.” Yanagi’s tone was flat, but laced with amusement if you knew how to listen. Niou grinned, flipping his pony tail over the back of his shoulder. It was starting to get a little long he might need to actually get it cut soon.
“It’s chalk, it’ll come off.” The caricature of Yuu getting his cock sucked by a desperate looking Fudomine student was pretty apt actually. Nioui’d seen Yuu off with some haggard looking high school girl, though she hadn’t been Fudomine. Niou just liked mocking the Fudomine kids. Kirihara appreciated such humor.
“I also heard about the soccer girl’s uniforms.” Yanagi’s voice cut through Niou’s musings. “You’ll be getting asked out again.”
Niou screwed up his face and shifted position. Leaning forward he planted his elbows on his knees and then his chin in his hands. “Can’t predict girls you know. They’re screwed in the head.” For some reason they thought Niou’s pranks meant he liked them.
“They assume you’re gay anyway.” Yanagi slid his book into his bag, locking it shut with a small click of plastic on plastic. “Or bisexual.”
“Least they don’t know for sure.” If they knew they wouldn’t keep asking right? Naw, they’d probably keep asking. “So why are you hiding from the captain? He getting too demanding?”
“Seiichi is staying after so he can catch up more before exams swing around.” Yanagi stood up and hooked his bag over his shoulder. “I was hiding so I would not have to do his work for him.”
Niou tipped his head to the side, thinking of the numerous ways Yanagi could probably take Yukimura’s test for him. Maybe Niou should offer Yukimura the solutions to his dilemma. “Puri.”
“Don’t even think about it Niou.” Yanagi stood at the door to the classroom now. “Or I’ll tell Yagyuu about the mice.”
