Fuda # 23 | [video/Action] Event!

[idealism]

Draco, would it be possible for us to postpone the you-know-what? I have something that I need to do first. Thanks!

[Once the video message is over, Tsuzuki closes his journal.]

[It's not often he visits the library. It's often stuffy and too quiet, and he never remembers enough authors to consider the rows of books a treasure trove the way his partner does. However, today he is in luck. On the window sill, a sparrow tends to its nest, feeding three little baby-birds.]

[On the branch some feet away, a bird of prey watched the scene, just as interested as Tsuzuki.]

That isn't going to end well.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it is. What's the catch?

[He raises a brow, then the other. It sounds too good to be true.]

Are you going to make me do paperwork again?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] There's no paperwork to do.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Then why? What are you getting out of it?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Nothing. Why do I have to be getting something out of anything?

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

It's not normal for you to be this nice.

[Testing his theory, he pushes Hisoka's shoulder.]

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He stumbles lightly, and uses the opportunity to get himself slightly past arm's length.] Maybe I didn't want to keep shoving people away.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

And if it's too late to have a change of heart? Then what will you do?

[Strange. The old Hisoka would have complained, or even hit him for that. Something's up. ...Or maybe his volative partner finally realized that Tsuzuki deserved some respect. That might be it.]

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Then I probably deserve whatever I get.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

You're setting yourself up for a fall, you know that. [ With unexpected grace, he steps up to his partnes side.]

What are you getting at the bakery?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Maybe. [It makes his skin crawl.]

I'm not really hungry.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

If Hisoka thinks that's bad, he would definitely not like what's going through Tsuzuki's mind.] I know. Order something that I can eat for you, then.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't. But he nods anyway, rubbing his upper arms as if that would protect him from being grabbed again.]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Good. [It helps to protect his arms. That only makes Tsuzuki playfully draw his fingers up Hisoka's wing instead.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a sharp gasp and freezes in his tracks.] Why are you touching me there?

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

I wanted to see how quickly I could get you to blush. [Though he's pretty satisfied with the gulp of air that Hisoka had to take.]

Your wings really are sensitive, aren't they?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Please don't touch me there.

[So. Yes.]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Or else what?

[Being told what to do is so annoying, so Tsuzuki places his palm against the small of Hisoka's back. It's close enough that he's not obviously bullying him, but it's probably not a comfortable feeling.]

I bet you're just scared you'll like it too much.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

There's no or else. I just don't like it.