Arrrghh! A non-yaoi drabble!!
"Oh... this is fabulous, Tatsumi!" Tsuzuki sighed in pleasure as he nursed another glass of Hokkaido sake. "Ne, let's do karaoke!"
"Tsuzuki-san, I hardly think--"
"Great idea, Tsuzuki!" Watari grinned widely. "I'll pick the first song!"
"Hey, I suggested it. Let me pick first!"
As the two squabbled over the microphone, Hisoka glaring murder and Tatsumi trying desperately to restore order (which wasn't helped by the fact that Saaya and Yuma were terrorizing Hisoka yet again with fashion magazines), Konoe watched them, sipping his own sake and 'contributing' his two-yen's worth to the chaos.
It made him feel -- less old, this way.
"Tsuzuki-san, I hardly think--"
"Great idea, Tsuzuki!" Watari grinned widely. "I'll pick the first song!"
"Hey, I suggested it. Let me pick first!"
As the two squabbled over the microphone, Hisoka glaring murder and Tatsumi trying desperately to restore order (which wasn't helped by the fact that Saaya and Yuma were terrorizing Hisoka yet again with fashion magazines), Konoe watched them, sipping his own sake and 'contributing' his two-yen's worth to the chaos.
It made him feel -- less old, this way.