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[dexterous_fake]

What: Kankuro and Izuru have a little boys night out, complete with some alcohol so Kankuro can not be a jealous boyfriend over Momo, and can loosen Izuru up. He is certain that Izuru spends too much time studying and not enough time looking at girls.
Who: Kankuro + Izuru
When: Wednesday, May 5th
Where: Izuru's place
Rating: Dunno yet
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[straying_star]

When Izuru had expected Kankuro over, he hadn't expected him at... ten o'clock at night. Didn't the man have to work the next day? Sighing, he slammed the thick textbook he had been studying for the last four hours closed and pushed it off to the side. If he didn't know what he needed for the exam the next day, then he probably was never going to know it. Izuru believed in studying a great deal, and studying hard, but there were limits even to that.

Crossing from the kitchen, where he had been studying, toward the entrance hall, Izuru checked the clock one more time before opening the door. "I didn't expect you this late," he began, but stepped away to give Kankuro the room he needed to enter the house. Once he was inside, Izuru closed the door. Though they had intended to go out for this, before Kankuro's sudden trip out of the country, it seemed that simply being tired and the inconvenience of Izuru's youth had brought them here.

"We can go wherever you really want, as long as it's not the kitchen." So close to finishing finals and the semester... He would have work over the summer with his internship at the hospital, but beyond that... Well, the break was greatly needed, especially after that debacle around Spring Break.

[dexterous_fake]

Laughing as the door was open, Kankuro looked at his watch. "Is it that late?" he asked in a feigned voice, obvious that he knew it was clearly too late to be going to see anyone. He was used to late nights now at this point, after having Momo keep him up and vice versa. Not to mention he had the day off tomorrow, so there was no reason he couldn't sit back with a good beer and have some company for once. Kankuro was very obviously used to having attention, and if he didn't---he made it. It went along with the territory of his very upfront and blunt personality.

Shoving the six pack into Izuru's chest, Kankuro stepped into the home without little care if his feet were dirty or not. Momo may be used to the whole taking off your shoes as you come into a new place, but Kankuro even with that ounce of Japanese blood was completely American. Rude. The more rude he was in a joking manner, the more he liked someone. So Izuru should have felt honored that he was even making an effort without Momo's pestering. He and the little blonde had come to a relatively strange friendship now even if they'd only met so much as twice.

"Why not the kitchen?" he said peering over as if he was going to find something interesting setting in there. "Hiding something..." he said nudging the boy's arm with a giant grin pasted on his face.