[log] Akutsu Jin, Oshitari Kenya
Characters: Akutsu Jin, Oshitari Kenya
Ratings/Warnings: PG / Jin being Jin
When/Where: 08.25.10, outside the classroom building / a few minutes before class
What: Kenya spends a little time outside, much to Akutsu's irritation.
Author's Notes: Oddly short. :\
Well, this was a switch.
Kenya lay on his back on one of the benches that lined the pathways of the school grounds, eyes closed and body still. For all purposes, the blonde looked as if he were asleep. Hell, he was an Oshitari; under different circumstances, he probably would be asleep.
It wasn't quite sunset, though the Night Class had already made its way from their dormitory to the classroom building. The final bell hadn't struck yet, and Kenya had no desire to mill about inside the lecture hall until it was time for class to begin. In retrospect, heading outside to the grounds might not have been the best idea. Kenya had not even been at the academy for a week, and already he'd heard his name being squealed by the lust-addled girls that droned around the Dusk Dormitory's gates every school night.
His head was still throbbing from walking through that emotional storm. Not that he was really getting the peace he wanted; tucked behind the trees and brush nearby, the blonde aristocrat could sense the two girls peering out at him. He didn't even need his empathy; their low giggles and hushed conversation gave them away.
To move or not to move, he sighed. Only two, he could ignore, even though he was tired already.
Every night was the same shit. Patrolling around, sniffing out day classers that were breaking curfew or vampires that were wandering too close to the Dawn Dorms. There were too many of both, in Akutsu Jin’s opinion.
Case in point. Two Day Class girls hiding in a bush right in front of him, ogling some lazy ass vampire. Oshitari Kenya, from the look of it. Coming up behind the two girls, he took a long drag off his cigarette and flicked it between them. With a squeal, they both jumped and looked up at him.
“Get your asses back to your dorm,” he snarled at them, eying them darkly enough that they jumped up and ran as fast as they could back to where they belonged.
Kenya winced and squeezed his eyes shut, the emotions of the two girls sharply veering from infatuation to sheer terror before they scurried out of range. In their wake, they left a third presence. Kenya reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Of all the people...
He'd been trying to avoid the silver-haired vampire guardian since Yuushi had given him a run-down of their more colorful classmates. And with the storm of Akutsu Jin's emotions looming close by, keeping his distance from the other really had been in his own best interest. Honestly, why couldn't it had been Shiraishi that had happened across the two girls? Or, hell, even Tachibana?
The blonde sighed and pitched his voice low enough that a passing human would miss his words. "Suppose I should be thanking you..."
The turned vampire snorted his opinion of that, groping for his pack of cigarettes. Like he cared about the vampire. He just had more contempt for the fluff brained girls that insisted on breaking the rules to idolize them, that was all. “Keep it,” he shot back bluntly. “Doin’ my job. How about gettin’ off your ass and doin’ something productive that ain’t lyin’ here like a sitting duck for ‘em?”
That way he wouldn’t have to keep walking back here to check on Oshitari. And he could have a more pleasant evening pretending at least one more vampire didn’t exist.
"Good thing I wasn't actually planning on doing it then," Kenya replied, not stirring from where he lay. "It is your job. Not that they were going to do much but stand back there and giggle."
Curious, the two girls were. But brave?
Most definitely not.
The blonde stretched and shifted, slitting his eyes open for a moment to contemplate the turned vampire's words. It would be easier to go inside; there were empty classrooms aplenty that he could sequester himself in until the headache passed - or until class started, which was more likely to happen first. The idea rankled at him though. This was not, in theory, a prison, and it was hardly his fault if the human girls had all the self-control of a bunch of chimpanzees in heat. He'd certainly not asked for the attention.
But he saw no reason to inconvenience himself because of them.
Instead, he dropped an arm over his eyes, the other over his stomach, and yawned. "Sorry, Warden. But my time in the yard's not over yet."
Damn lazy asses. They were irritating to him, most vampires, but ones that just lay there like slugs? It made Akutsu think it was more a ploy to catch humans unaware, and even though he pretty much knew that wasn’t the case, he frowned down at Kenya.
“Too bad. Go find another spot to grow moldy in,” he snorted.
Kenya shifted his arm and slit his eyes open, giving the silver-haired turned an appraising look. The other's irritation felt like rough sand paper rubbing against his shields.
Part of him had already realized that arguing with the other vampire was futile; it really would be more sensible to just get up and go back inside, avoid the entire confrontation that the other seemed to want. But Kenya had never claimed to be sensible, and he was comfortable. On principle alone, that was enough to arch one eyebrow at the other and demand, "Why? Last time I checked, there weren't any rules against me being outside before class."
“Cause I don’t wanna keep comin’ over here to check on your ass,” Akutsu told him bluntly. “Or could just let the fangirls have ya. Not like it’d matter to me if they mauled ya.“
Kenya snorted and dropped his arm back over his eyes. Concern was just radiating off the other vampire.
Only not.
"I think I can handle a couple human girls," he pointed out drolly. "Those two you scared off weren't going to do anything else." And though Kenya was loathe to expend too much of his power when he had a headache, the blonde could have tweaked their nervous shyness if he'd needed to. Any sudden urges of bravery would have been lost amid an onset of self-doubt. "If there's more than... Three lurking around, I'll go inside. But I'm not showing my throat over just two."
The white haired teenager snorted. “Suit yourself,” he told him. “You’re on your own, Mold-boy.” He wasn’t going to worry about this one anymore, that was for sure. Oshitari could drown in human girls for all he cared. Taking another long drag from his cancer stick, he moved on, leaving Kenya behind with a one-fingered wave.
Ratings/Warnings: PG / Jin being Jin
When/Where: 08.25.10, outside the classroom building / a few minutes before class
What: Kenya spends a little time outside, much to Akutsu's irritation.
Author's Notes: Oddly short. :\
Well, this was a switch.
Kenya lay on his back on one of the benches that lined the pathways of the school grounds, eyes closed and body still. For all purposes, the blonde looked as if he were asleep. Hell, he was an Oshitari; under different circumstances, he probably would be asleep.
It wasn't quite sunset, though the Night Class had already made its way from their dormitory to the classroom building. The final bell hadn't struck yet, and Kenya had no desire to mill about inside the lecture hall until it was time for class to begin. In retrospect, heading outside to the grounds might not have been the best idea. Kenya had not even been at the academy for a week, and already he'd heard his name being squealed by the lust-addled girls that droned around the Dusk Dormitory's gates every school night.
His head was still throbbing from walking through that emotional storm. Not that he was really getting the peace he wanted; tucked behind the trees and brush nearby, the blonde aristocrat could sense the two girls peering out at him. He didn't even need his empathy; their low giggles and hushed conversation gave them away.
To move or not to move, he sighed. Only two, he could ignore, even though he was tired already.
Every night was the same shit. Patrolling around, sniffing out day classers that were breaking curfew or vampires that were wandering too close to the Dawn Dorms. There were too many of both, in Akutsu Jin’s opinion.
Case in point. Two Day Class girls hiding in a bush right in front of him, ogling some lazy ass vampire. Oshitari Kenya, from the look of it. Coming up behind the two girls, he took a long drag off his cigarette and flicked it between them. With a squeal, they both jumped and looked up at him.
“Get your asses back to your dorm,” he snarled at them, eying them darkly enough that they jumped up and ran as fast as they could back to where they belonged.
Kenya winced and squeezed his eyes shut, the emotions of the two girls sharply veering from infatuation to sheer terror before they scurried out of range. In their wake, they left a third presence. Kenya reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Of all the people...
He'd been trying to avoid the silver-haired vampire guardian since Yuushi had given him a run-down of their more colorful classmates. And with the storm of Akutsu Jin's emotions looming close by, keeping his distance from the other really had been in his own best interest. Honestly, why couldn't it had been Shiraishi that had happened across the two girls? Or, hell, even Tachibana?
The blonde sighed and pitched his voice low enough that a passing human would miss his words. "Suppose I should be thanking you..."
The turned vampire snorted his opinion of that, groping for his pack of cigarettes. Like he cared about the vampire. He just had more contempt for the fluff brained girls that insisted on breaking the rules to idolize them, that was all. “Keep it,” he shot back bluntly. “Doin’ my job. How about gettin’ off your ass and doin’ something productive that ain’t lyin’ here like a sitting duck for ‘em?”
That way he wouldn’t have to keep walking back here to check on Oshitari. And he could have a more pleasant evening pretending at least one more vampire didn’t exist.
"Good thing I wasn't actually planning on doing it then," Kenya replied, not stirring from where he lay. "It is your job. Not that they were going to do much but stand back there and giggle."
Curious, the two girls were. But brave?
Most definitely not.
The blonde stretched and shifted, slitting his eyes open for a moment to contemplate the turned vampire's words. It would be easier to go inside; there were empty classrooms aplenty that he could sequester himself in until the headache passed - or until class started, which was more likely to happen first. The idea rankled at him though. This was not, in theory, a prison, and it was hardly his fault if the human girls had all the self-control of a bunch of chimpanzees in heat. He'd certainly not asked for the attention.
But he saw no reason to inconvenience himself because of them.
Instead, he dropped an arm over his eyes, the other over his stomach, and yawned. "Sorry, Warden. But my time in the yard's not over yet."
Damn lazy asses. They were irritating to him, most vampires, but ones that just lay there like slugs? It made Akutsu think it was more a ploy to catch humans unaware, and even though he pretty much knew that wasn’t the case, he frowned down at Kenya.
“Too bad. Go find another spot to grow moldy in,” he snorted.
Kenya shifted his arm and slit his eyes open, giving the silver-haired turned an appraising look. The other's irritation felt like rough sand paper rubbing against his shields.
Part of him had already realized that arguing with the other vampire was futile; it really would be more sensible to just get up and go back inside, avoid the entire confrontation that the other seemed to want. But Kenya had never claimed to be sensible, and he was comfortable. On principle alone, that was enough to arch one eyebrow at the other and demand, "Why? Last time I checked, there weren't any rules against me being outside before class."
“Cause I don’t wanna keep comin’ over here to check on your ass,” Akutsu told him bluntly. “Or could just let the fangirls have ya. Not like it’d matter to me if they mauled ya.“
Kenya snorted and dropped his arm back over his eyes. Concern was just radiating off the other vampire.
Only not.
"I think I can handle a couple human girls," he pointed out drolly. "Those two you scared off weren't going to do anything else." And though Kenya was loathe to expend too much of his power when he had a headache, the blonde could have tweaked their nervous shyness if he'd needed to. Any sudden urges of bravery would have been lost amid an onset of self-doubt. "If there's more than... Three lurking around, I'll go inside. But I'm not showing my throat over just two."
The white haired teenager snorted. “Suit yourself,” he told him. “You’re on your own, Mold-boy.” He wasn’t going to worry about this one anymore, that was for sure. Oshitari could drown in human girls for all he cared. Taking another long drag from his cancer stick, he moved on, leaving Kenya behind with a one-fingered wave.