[It's New Year's Eve and Chikusa's never really gotten to experience spending it with anybody but Ken and Mukuro, if them, before. It seems to be the norm so he's sat in the student lounge watching Kohaku and waiting to see if anybody will be joining him.

He has a motherfucking cool brightly-coloured pointed cone hat on over his beanie and it's ( Read more... )

[Chikusa is in the common room, doing his homework like any other good student. It's maths and it's awfully tedious but it needs to be done, so it's getting done. He manages to avoid distractions in the form of people wandering in and out, news programs on the TV and even game shows. What he doesn't manage to ignore, is this music video, which he's ( Read more... )

( Two weeks ago... )

Ah --

[He sucks his teeth and re-adjusts the stylus' position in his hand. His slender fingers are now gripping it with such determination and such conviction that his knuckles are almost white. The sound effects start up again and he scrapes the mismatching stylus across the screen with rapid movements. He doesn't seem to notice that he's ( Read more... )

( Ken/Chikusa: after the Byakuran/Ken fun )

[Maths. Chikusa wasn't the best at it, but it was the only subject he remotely enjoyed. So he was sat at his desk, uncomfortably near the front of the class, solving some arithmetic problems like a pro. His free hand was playing with his yo-yo at the side of the table expertly.]

[After getting barely any sleep outside on the grass, Chikusa had come back to the dorms quite early and had taken a long and satisfying shower - and the ends of his hair were still damp ( Read more... )

[Chikusa was exhausted. There was nothing he wanted more than to climb under a nice thick duvet and visit the land of nod and never come back. There were two problems though - 1) apparently he was rooming with somebody and he had no idea where they were and 2) as well as being exhausted, his stomach thought his throat had been cut ( Read more... )