Jul 29, 2010 19:04
[It's early evening, after dinner but before nightfall, and Yukito is out on the sports track. He's jogging more than he is running, though it seems like he's been at it for a while - a light sheen of sweat has broken out across his forehead and his breathing is heavy. Finally, he takes a seat, shirking any bleachers to stretch out on a patch of grass near the field.
He's had a lot of of energy since coming to the manor, and apparently he's doing his best to burn it off.]
comment: kinomoto touya,
yukito,
plot: badfic academy,
comment: edward scissorhands