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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:33 pm
Ichigo raised an eyebrow, her dark red lips parting into a grin. And you still want me. Well, Daisuke, maybe you're not as bad as I thought. Pervert. But not bad.
Miyabi shrugged a shoulder and stood up, dropping his fistfulls into the half-empty tub. I'm not very cold, he mumbled, moving his hands over the thin material of the stockings covering his thighs.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:50 pm
Of course I want you, he seemingly growled, quickly pulling her close again and practically shoving his tongue into her mouth in an attempt to kiss her passionately.
It's freezing, Momoko said, mostly to herself, as she crossed her arms over her chest and rubbed them.
Anastase grinned. I know way to warm you up! he exclaimed happily.
The girl looked to him with a glare before standing from her seat. You're gross. I guess I'm going to go outside again. I don't want to be inside with the likes of you. Momoko stormed away and out the door, quickly turning around and entering the arcade yet again. She looked from side to side for a place to go before she spotted the door that led to the karaoke lounge, deciding to seek refuge in there.
Hey look, she goes to karaoke too! Anastase smiled, pulling Miyabi in there after her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:23 pm
Ichigo pushed at him a moment before sighing her exhale, throwing her arms over his shoulders.
Miyabi smiled to Anastase and followed him into the karaoke lounge, looking to a table. Ooh, look, let's choose a song, he said, pulling him to sit down.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:38 pm
Daisuke grinned against her lips and once more moved a hand to her a**, giving it a firm squeeze, leaving it in place. He continued to move his tongue around inside her mouth in an awkward attempt to kiss her. After a few moments he pulled away, spit hanging off his lower lip. You like that, baby? he asked, winking.
Momoko glared as she watched the two enter, hoping they wouldn't take notice of her and bother her some more.
The dark-haired boy nodded in response and sat with Miyabi. Think they serve drinks here? he asked, looking around. I could go for some more vodka.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:26 pm
Ichigo glared, her dark lips curving into a grin. Not as much as I'll enjoy this, she said, the palm of her hand making fast and hard contact to his cheek. Don't touch my a**, old man, she growled.
I don't know, this is an arcade... Miyabi said, his eyes moving around the room, spotting Momoko, before looking down to the song selection.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:46 pm
The man groaned, quickly covering the side of his face with a hand. Ugh. He rubbed his hand over his cheek before looking to her, a slight grin on his lips. You're so ******** amazing, he said, moving closer to her and grabbing her again to pull her close. And I'll touch your a** as much as I want.
Momoko sighed boredly before looking to the two men. She gazed momentarily at Miyabi, studying as much as she could of his face and outfit.
I go get some, Anastase suggested. You want anything? I get you something too.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 1:12 pm
Ichigo pulled away from Daisuke and growled, moving to sit on the bench outside. Can't much touch my a** if I'm sitting down, old man, she said, pulling a cigarette out, lighting it up.
Miyabi smiled at Anastase. Can you bring me some wine? Doesn't matter the flavor, you know what kind I like, he said before looking back to the songs.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 1:20 pm
Daisuke raised an eyebrow, making his way to the bench and sitting beside her. Spare one for me, too? he asked, holding his hand out with a sigh, feeling slightly defeated.
Ah, okay, Anastase nodded before standing from the table and disappearing.
Momoko's eyes widened as she watched the man leave, taking a deep breath and standing from where she sat. She decided she would try to talk to Miyabi, as she had nothing else to do and was feeling rather bored. If she knew anything about her uncle, it was that he was persistent, and he would be occupied with Ichigo for a while. Hiii, she said lowly once she made her way to the table. Can I sit with you? Momoko smiled as sweetly as she could to him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 1:34 pm
Ichigo nodded and handed a cigarette over to Daisuke, winking. Of course, she said, taking a long drag off of her cigarette.
Miyabi smiled after Anastase before looking to Momoko, nodding. Sure, go ahead, he said, his cheek flushing slightly. He was thankful that it was rather dark inside.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 1:46 pm
The man stuck the cigarette into his mouth, letting it hang off the side of his lower lip. Light? he asked, trying not to let it fall.
Momoko sat in the chair next to Miyabi and leaned close to him, looking at the book as well. Whatcha looking at? she asked happily, holding her bear close to her chest. Are you gonna sing a song?
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:00 pm
Mhm, Ichigo said, lighting up her lighter for him. She exhaled the smoke through her nose as she smiled at him.
I might, it depends on whether or not I can find a song that I want to sing, or at least know, Miyabi said, his cheeks still flushed.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:24 pm
Daisuke leaned towards the lighter and puffed at his cigarette until it was sufficiently lit. Ariga-touuu, he sighed, leaning his head back and exhaling smoke from his nose. So why won't you let me touch your a**? He lifted an arm and put his hand in her face. Now that I've felt it, my hand feels so empty. He growled throatily, trying to sound sexy to the woman. I might have to grab onto something else. You're just so... He sat up and turned to look at her. You're the most amazing woman I've ever met. I love you or something.
Do you know many songs? she asked, becoming more interested in the boy. I'd like to hear you sing. Momoko looked to what she could see of his face and smiled before snatching the hat off his head once more. What's so special about this hat? She examined it before setting it on her bear's head. Seems like you can't live without it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 1:04 pm
Yeah? You love me? Ichigo asked, exhaling smoke in his face. I don't know about that. My a** is pretty sacred, you've gotta be damn special to be able to grab something so holy, she said, nodding to him. So, you hungry? she asked.
Miyabi looked to her with a frown as his hat was snatched again. Please give it back, I don't like being without it. It's my favorite hat, and this is the only outfit I've got, he sighed. I know quite a bit, I think I'll sing this one, he said, filling out the small slip to turn into the DJ.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 3:16 pm
Well, consider me God then. I think I'm allowed to touch such sacred... things. Daisuke grinned, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. I could go for some grub, yeah. You paying?
Momoko giggled, holding the bear close in an attempt to shield the hat. Please let her wear it, just for a little bit? she asked, looking to Miyabi with large, brown eyes. She likes it. It suits her better.
With a bottle of wine in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other, Anastase reappeared. Here, he started, spotting the auburn-haired girl. You two friends now or something? he asked, tilting his head as he set the bottles on the table.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 4:55 pm
Hell no I'm not paying, you're the man, buy me some food, I'm freakin' starving, Ichigo said before dropping her cigarette to the ground, stomping on it.
She's an inanimate object, and it does not suit her better, the hat matches my outfit perfectly, Miyabi said, cracking open the bottle of wine, taking a long swig. I don't know her, I don't even know her name, he continued, looking to Anastase. Thank you for the wine, as well.
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