Songs for Daddy teasers
Because I felt like doing these. Also these are teasers, they will aggravate you and I will say nothing to explain them.
Chapter 45:
“Why were you and Mom making funny noises last night?”
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“What book?” Hiruma asked as he ran back.
Chapter 46:
Hiruma roared and punched a wall, breaking the plaster beneath his fist. Then he froze, perfectly, eerily still.
--
Long pale hands reached down around from behind and grasped Anezaki’s wounded forearm.
Chapter 47 (and onwards, I'm kind of writing a bunch of chapters at once here):
Sadly Kakei did overlook something.
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“You’re wearing pink.” Hiruma teased. “How feminine of you.”
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The other man looked him over carefully with those cold blue eyes, as if he was weighing the truth of that statement. Knowing Lewis, he probably was. He was taking into account every probability, examining every subtle unconscious signal Hiruma was admitting and comparing it to the chances. Hiruma was masking his emotions, the fear and nervousness, the doubt in his heart. Every player had those on some level, especially when they were about to face a strong opponent. But Hiruma also held determination, love, and excitement inside. He was ready to face whatever this game would become. Hiruma knew those blue eyes could see all of this, no mask he could make would be a match for Lewis’ gaze.
Chapter 45:
“Why were you and Mom making funny noises last night?”
--
“What book?” Hiruma asked as he ran back.
Chapter 46:
Hiruma roared and punched a wall, breaking the plaster beneath his fist. Then he froze, perfectly, eerily still.
--
Long pale hands reached down around from behind and grasped Anezaki’s wounded forearm.
Chapter 47 (and onwards, I'm kind of writing a bunch of chapters at once here):
Sadly Kakei did overlook something.
--
“You’re wearing pink.” Hiruma teased. “How feminine of you.”
--
The other man looked him over carefully with those cold blue eyes, as if he was weighing the truth of that statement. Knowing Lewis, he probably was. He was taking into account every probability, examining every subtle unconscious signal Hiruma was admitting and comparing it to the chances. Hiruma was masking his emotions, the fear and nervousness, the doubt in his heart. Every player had those on some level, especially when they were about to face a strong opponent. But Hiruma also held determination, love, and excitement inside. He was ready to face whatever this game would become. Hiruma knew those blue eyes could see all of this, no mask he could make would be a match for Lewis’ gaze.