It's Saturday Evening, and the sun is sending red-orange rays across the tranquil beach. Spread out across the white sand, is a large table of food, filled with an array of snacks and finger foods. A small bonfire pit exists in the corner and the fire slowly flickers as the light gets dimmer. There are towels and chairs scattered across the beach,
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"I suppose it is my turn now."
He reached to spin the bottle. It went around and pointed back at himself. Yanagi frowned slightly and spun it again. Once more, the bottle pointed towards him. The bottle seemed to be telling him something. He chuckled a little and murmured, "are you certain it's not weighted." He tried to keep serene, but honestly he was a little hurt by the fact that the bottle seemed to indicate that he would be forever alone.
He gave it one more and was relieved when it didn't point at him again. Instead, it was faced towards Niou again. "I suppose it's better than myself again." He pointed out, standing to cross. "I believe the rules state a French kiss."
Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to one of Niou's cheeks and then the other side and then back to the first. "I do believe this is how the French kiss hello." He turned and returned to his chair.
[ooc: seriously...the dice rolled a 7, a 7, and then a 1]
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He took his hand to the bottle. "I was so happy when it pointed towards me again, too..." He sighed and spun the bottle. It ended up pointing towards Yukimura.
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"Disappointed in ya? Impossible," he said softly when they pulled away. He then turned a longing gaze to Yanagi. "Even if it's someone else my heart yearns for," he whispered, grasping his shirt where his heart was.
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"I'm stealing him from you Niou," he said, moving towards Yanagi. "I hope you'll share your data with me later Renji."
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"You know I will. You know I've always wanted to do this with you." Whether it was actually true or not was quite questionable. He did, however, wait for the kiss. Wait and hope that this time he spun, the bottle didn't point to himself again.
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A small part of him wanted to go after Kirihara... mainly to make sure he didn't accidentally run off into the forest and try to set fire to the trees.
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Besides....he had an inkling of why Akaya was storming off. He wasn't exactly the best at dealing with other people's emotions, but he hadn't exactly been able to ignore that every time he'd protested, was when it was Renji's turn.
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He wondered if perhaps he should be the one to go after the curly haired teen. Instead, he picked up the table and the bottle, calmly, and re-set it up before murmuring. "Genichirou...don't be too hard on him." He knew without a doubt that his going after Akaya would not help matters at all.
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He walked off into the night's darkness until he saw Akaya 's silhouette. "Akaya!" he called.
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Spinning, he watched it go around and point to that empty space that Akaya had just left. He chuckled. Well then...
"I suppose I'll just have to wait."
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"If you are going to wait then wake me up when this gets interesting, cos it might take a while."
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Only when the bottle slowed down and the neck pointed at one special Rikkai player did he look up with wide green eyes. "Buchou?"
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