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 Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 12:08 am
Sudden pain flowed across his chest and a sharp crack filled the air within the room as Jun slapped Akimoto's bare chest. "Ugh,....." Instinct moved his hands to his chest, clutching the spot that was already gaining burning like it was on fire. ".....ohayou to you too...."
Grumbling softly, his eyes fluttered open and slowly came to focus on the ceiling. Glancing to his side, a scene far too reminiscent of their younger days was taking place yet again. There was Jun, clutching the sheet against her chest like a startled damsel, and there he was looking up to her, lost in her beauty. Looking the opposite way, he noticed the bottle of wine and the remains of their clothing before lifting the sheet a bit from his waist. Dropping his head back to the pillow surprisingly hard, bouncing a bit as he realized what had transpired the night before.
A thin smile crossed his lips before he looked back up to Jun's face. However, he didn't have much time before her hand came crashing down on his chest once again. "Owww,.....I thought we cut the hitting out years ago,.....ssss.....you hit too hard...." As she began damning the situation and scrambled from the bed, Akimoto rolled to the floor with a thud as she dragged the sheet along with her. "Ugh,.....crafts,......I did say I would go, ne?"
Rising from the floor with a groan, he walked across the room almost ignoring her frantic dressing. Grabbing a fresh pair of boxers, he slipped them on and opened his closet door. "Just calm down, it's not that bad Jun-chan. The kids are probably running late anyway, it is the weekend." Dressing himself in one of his trademark sweatsuits with the classic tanktop below, Akimoto put his whistle around his neck and slid his feet into his sneakers. "Ready when you are."
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 2:23 pm
Jun was frowning at the wrinkled, rumpled clothing she'd gathered up. There was no way she could run off and go about her day wearing these, nevermind the fact tht she'd worn it the day before. She also didn't have the time to go to her room and find something withouit making herself later. Tossing the useless clothing onto Taiki's bed, she pushed passed him to rifle through his closet. She retrieved a dark blue track suit and a t-shirt she knew would hang well below her waist. She'd just blame it on the weekend... and that the laundry workers were on vactaion too.
Drawstring pulled as tightly as they could be and sleeves and pants leg rolled to managablity, she finger combed her hair in the mirror, then grabbed Taiki by the wrist and pulled him out the room before he could offer any arguments.
"Let's go..."
----->courtyard
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