[Tomoeda] Shut up before I strangle you.

[arrogante]

Who: Kurogane and Fye D. Fluorite.
Where: ...Walking around Tomoeda!
When: Now.
What: The science teacher and the gym teacher meet up! I assume chaos shall follow.
Warnings: Kuro-tan-sensei has a sailor's mouth. :/

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[arrogante]

Not even a second after the other man latched onto him, Kurogane tensed up and turned his head back to glare at the other man. "You...!" He grit his teeth together, bitter at both the nickname and the sudden disappearance of his free time. "Don't call me that!"

He pried the other off -- or more appropriately -- attempted. Who would have thought for such a lanky man, the blonde had such a strong grip? "No way in hell would I be looking for a date!" He said that last (horrid) word as if it would kill him to go on a date.

[arrogante]

"I do have other clothes!" He shouted angrily, but repressed enough of his growing anger that not all of Tomoeda could hear him. "They're in the wash, you idiot." ...And at least he wasn't walking around in shorts almost short enough to qualify him for being described as 'half naked,' like a certain someone standing before him.

"Because they're stupid!" The entire romance category made Kurogane want to puke. The only love he's ever known wasn't romantic, and he certainly wasn't looking for romance, either. "There are other things to do at this hour than go on a date."

[arrogante]

"No it's not! I do a laundry load all at once!" Perhaps it wasn't believable, but what's sad is well. He was telling the truth. He figured out that the less laundry loads he did, the less water and electricity he'd use, thus saving water, soap, and his electric bill a few bucks here and there. He walked along, trying to ignore the other man and pretend that his personal space existed.

"I've got a real reason, unlike them. They're just afraid of girls!" Not only did he think they were stupid, but he didn't have that much time to be in a relationship; he was too preoccupied with his job. "Getting a drink. Or getting you off my case."

[arrogante]

"Unlike you, I don't own that many clothes," he said, furrowing his brows in anger as a deep, equal-in-anger frown took over his face. Kurogane would rather spend his money on other things. Besides. He liked the clothes he had, and it was enough to keep him cool in the summer and warm in the winter.

"Hell no!" No person could ever be afraid of boys, not after knowing Fye. "I don't give a rat's ass about dating and romance and that stuff. It's a waste of time. More important things in life." He knew that he couldn't throw Fye off his trail; saying 'drink' was the worst thing he could possibly do. Mentally, he banged his head against a wall for doing so. Continually. "No! Get your own drink!"

[arrogante]

Why did he say anything. Why why why. He wanted to strangle Fye, so so much. And he also wanted to hit himself for saying anything at all... but mostly strangle Fye. "I don't follow you home; I can tell plenty by what you wear at work!" Without really paying much attention to it, Kurogane noticed whenever Fye wore different pants, even if they looked alike. Things of that nature. One might consider it creepy, but it never it really struck him as such.

"I don't want to spend the rest of my life with anyone and I don't need any help!" That financially stable bit sounded almost tempting, but he saw life as a challenge; it was to prove one's own worth -- how well they could survive on their own. "Because you can buy your own damn drink! And knowing you, you'll buy a ton!" He turned his head away from the shorter man, almost snobbishly (unintentionally).

[arrogante]

If only he had a kendo stick with him. Or even better, a real sword. With a real pointy blade that can actually hurt -- and even better -- kill. Sigh. What he wouldn't give for a blade to magically appear out of thin air. "I don't watch you! I just notice it," he said as if it wasn't anything special.

He tried shaking the lanky man off of his arm, but failed miserably, much to his disappointment. Now was time for Plan B: stroll along like one man attached to another wasn't odd at all. "Don't make me puke." He couldn't hold back his anger any longer towards the other. "I never said I was a gentleman! I don't want to be one, either!"

[arrogante]

At first, he didn't quite get where Fye was coming from and stared at him like he was crazy (or rather, more so than usual). After a while, he soon understood where the blonde was coming from and growled lowly. "Not what I meant!" Stupid bastard idiot demon. Kurogane was certain he was misunderstanding on purpose.

"Can buy you a drink doesn't mean will buy you a drink!" He closed his eyes, making a 'tch' sound as he did so. "I don't see how anyone could think it's an honor buying a Demon a drink." Again, he tried to shake the other off; it was one thing for Fye to cling to Kurogane in front of elementary shcool students, and another to do so in public, where adults -- who did get what that clinging meant -- could see. He didn't want any more odd looks than he already would get.

[arrogante]

"Get off of me!" The tan man pushed the other away, finally drawing the last straw with his insane nuzzling. "I'll cut off your damn head if you continue that!" Of course, this was a bluff, but his murderous urge was not. The image of his hands wrapped around Fye's throat -- or of Fye's head rolling around on the floor -- seemed extremely appealing right about now.

"I won't!" He grit his teeth in aggravation, refusing to get in. For one thing, this was a matter of pride and stubbornness to Kurogane. To make sure he could out-stubborn Fye. ...For another, his wallet probably couldn't handle the damage Fye could theoretically do to it with drinks. "You just use them for free alcohol, don't you?! I'm not an idiot -- you're doing the same with me!" He had a feeling Fye wasn't all that interested in him... after all, they would see each other more often out of school if he was, right?