((+__+ OMG KUSUKE IS SO CUTE!! *UBER UBER CLAIMS*))
He closed his eyes, listening to the small chatter between Kasami and Satoshi, though Satoshi was doing most of the talking as he laid back. Arms folded across his chest, he had been wearing a sleeveless leather tanktop, though the color big with a zipper running across almost acting like a belt as he wore a leather choker as well. Arms covered with a single wristband, covering the scars, he as well wore leather pants. It was a common attire for Sena as he pushed himself up to notice that now Kasami's nails had been painted a blood red color. Sighing, he frowned and stared at Satoshi, raising an arm slightly. "What did you do...?"
Satoshi grinned impishly, holding up the nailpolish as he grinned widely now, holding up the paint as he waved it back and forth. "Getting into holiday! Sena-kun! Want me to paint your nails too? I can make little heart shapes with a sheeep on iiiit" He laughed, snorting almost as his boar ears stuck out, tail waving happily as Sena's cheeks flushed immediately. "Wai wai! You gonna ask him?? Micheal Jackson you!!"
"Stupid, I don't see why I even hang out with you" His eyes narrowed in annoyance and he bowed respectfully towards Kasami. "Ja ne Kasami-sama, I will be going for a walk now" It was said quickly as he walked out, trying to avoid Satoshi as he blushed furiously now, mumbling under his breath.
Satoshi laughed once more, smiling cheekily as his cheeks flushed with happiness. Placing the paint down beside the boy, he stood up and stretched, giving his younger cousin a small kiss on the forehead. Winking, he grinned and patted his cousin's head affectionately. "Wai wai, I'm gonna go now! I want to ask Nezumi-chan if I can be her Valentine!!" He winked once more, not wanting to see the look on Kasami's face as he hurried quickly outside, hoping to catch Shiori unexpectedly.
He watched them one by one, actually enjoying the company they had given him. Kasami wouldn't admit it, but he liked when Sena came in, talked with him about numerous things, when Satoshi came in and painted his nails, or even when the two fought. It showed that they both wanted to treat Kasami as a regular boy, wanted to 'hang out'. Though, as they left, one by one, each wanting to have a Valentine, his eyes narrowed. He hated them now, hated how they could just leave him out of nowhere as he stared dejectedly at his hands.
Blood red, a color Satoshi had picked, possibly because of Valentine's and Kasami's own choice of coloring. Lazily, he dragged his nails across the ground, hoping they would rub off, though they had dried long ago, leaving the boy alone in his room once more as he laid down and closed his eyes.
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