dream ♪ 006
"Prepare to be iterated, you 000!"
A hefty sigh fled from Joshua's lips as he titled his head to the side. Minamimoto was perched on the top of the 104 building, gawking hawkish down at the Scramble Crossing, watching the pedestrians pass back and forth. The man's megaphone was placed at his lips. Such a thing made every single word uttered all the more annoying - not like what Sho ever spoke was pleasant to begin with.
"There's no Game today," Joshua reasoned, innocently slipping his hands into the pockets of his pants. He regarded the Grim Heaper with another sigh. "Shouldn't you be tending to those trash-heaps?"
"What the factor, binomial! It's art!"
A hand pressed to his forehead and Joshua grimly nodded. "Of course ... my mistake~"
"SOHCAHTOA. You better admit to your input error, radian."
"It's a shame the equation itself is faulty," Joshua mused, a cryptic and rather dark smile on his face.
Whatever he meant by that, it certainly struck a nerve in the dark-haired man, because one second the math-loving fool was on the roof, and the next he had appeared on the streets of the UG, tan hand clasped tightly around Joshua's skinny white neck, and he was pressing, hard.
And instead of looking frightened, Joshua merely smirked. Their eyes met and a flash of blinding white light burst from the teenager's body, sending Minamimoto spiraling backwards, hitting the wall seconds later.
"And here I thought you were finally done with these games..." Joshua said, dramatically shrugging his shoulders, fingertips still pulsing.
"But...I suppose I can't ignore a challenge," he said as Sho got to his feet, body sprawled with dark markings and black energy.
[ Idiot. God damn idiotic Reaper and just -
Joshua groaned in his sleep and consequently clutched the pillow tighter, knocking the Dreamberry from its perch on the headboard down beside him. Just, in case you know, someone called, it'd wake grumpy sleeping beauty up. ]
A hefty sigh fled from Joshua's lips as he titled his head to the side. Minamimoto was perched on the top of the 104 building, gawking hawkish down at the Scramble Crossing, watching the pedestrians pass back and forth. The man's megaphone was placed at his lips. Such a thing made every single word uttered all the more annoying - not like what Sho ever spoke was pleasant to begin with.
"There's no Game today," Joshua reasoned, innocently slipping his hands into the pockets of his pants. He regarded the Grim Heaper with another sigh. "Shouldn't you be tending to those trash-heaps?"
"What the factor, binomial! It's art!"
A hand pressed to his forehead and Joshua grimly nodded. "Of course ... my mistake~"
"SOHCAHTOA. You better admit to your input error, radian."
"It's a shame the equation itself is faulty," Joshua mused, a cryptic and rather dark smile on his face.
Whatever he meant by that, it certainly struck a nerve in the dark-haired man, because one second the math-loving fool was on the roof, and the next he had appeared on the streets of the UG, tan hand clasped tightly around Joshua's skinny white neck, and he was pressing, hard.
And instead of looking frightened, Joshua merely smirked. Their eyes met and a flash of blinding white light burst from the teenager's body, sending Minamimoto spiraling backwards, hitting the wall seconds later.
"And here I thought you were finally done with these games..." Joshua said, dramatically shrugging his shoulders, fingertips still pulsing.
"But...I suppose I can't ignore a challenge," he said as Sho got to his feet, body sprawled with dark markings and black energy.
[ Idiot. God damn idiotic Reaper and just -
Joshua groaned in his sleep and consequently clutched the pillow tighter, knocking the Dreamberry from its perch on the headboard down beside him. Just, in case you know, someone called, it'd wake grumpy sleeping beauty up. ]