Ice, Ice Baby~
Who: Haku and Haruhi
When: After the last day of the experiment
Where: Entertainment room thing
Summary: Haku goes to show Haruhi what he was talking about as far as his ice jutsus went.
Rating: G, probably
Warnings: Haruhi.
It seemed he was spending his time more and more in this place, anywhere was better than his room though. Even more so when he thought of the fact that there were other people in that suite who could probably cause uncomfortable situations if he wasn't careful with what he did. It wasn't something he was keen on experimenting with, not now and not ever.
Taking a moment to crack his knuckles Haku watched the door to the large area, wondering if that strange girl really would show up. He was more than happy to show his abilities, no matter how weakened they seemed to be. He could at least hold his mirrors for a few minutes or so and if he passed out... maybe she would be kind enough to help him. Though he had no intentions of that actually happening.
One hand gently played with his forehead protector, fingers caressing the markings of Kirigakure. It was a little depressing to think he wouldn't be able to see what was most precious to him for quite some time. If there was ever a time where he could return, it was already beginning to feel grim to him.
When: After the last day of the experiment
Where: Entertainment room thing
Summary: Haku goes to show Haruhi what he was talking about as far as his ice jutsus went.
Rating: G, probably
Warnings: Haruhi.
It seemed he was spending his time more and more in this place, anywhere was better than his room though. Even more so when he thought of the fact that there were other people in that suite who could probably cause uncomfortable situations if he wasn't careful with what he did. It wasn't something he was keen on experimenting with, not now and not ever.
Taking a moment to crack his knuckles Haku watched the door to the large area, wondering if that strange girl really would show up. He was more than happy to show his abilities, no matter how weakened they seemed to be. He could at least hold his mirrors for a few minutes or so and if he passed out... maybe she would be kind enough to help him. Though he had no intentions of that actually happening.
One hand gently played with his forehead protector, fingers caressing the markings of Kirigakure. It was a little depressing to think he wouldn't be able to see what was most precious to him for quite some time. If there was ever a time where he could return, it was already beginning to feel grim to him.