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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]

"No, I don't. And Momo isn't a cock block," he countered and shot the hand he was using to pat his shoulder a withering look. "And I've made it this far being a good guy, haven't I?" A test raise of the can told him he was probably halfway through. Another drink, a long one to keep from focusing on the reddening in his face, drained the can further still. He wasn't a lightweight, but it had been quite a while since he'd had the time to drink. He would have to pace himself, or risk the possibility of being sick the next day during his final.

Resettling himself with a bit of a sullen look, Izuru turned the cool look on Kankuro himself. "Not every woman wants a bad boy, you know." He started to point out that he wasn't making it up--that Winry had recently suggested the same thing--but snapped his mouth closed before the words could even form. Winry was probably a subject to avoid while they were discussing... this. After the comments he'd already had with them about her, it was best to keep his mouth shut and leave anything Winry had said out of it. For now, he'd leave the comment about looking like a "pussy" alone.

[dexterous_fake]

The problem with Kankuro was that he wasn't such the badass he thought he was, he just liked to be able to have that big scare. It's the only front he had that worked for him, but Momo had very easily like a few others seen straight through it.

He shot a devious grin towards Izuru. "Yeah but they find the bad boys quite sexy," the grin widened, his bright teeth showing as he nudged Izuru in the arm. "It's irresistible. While your good 'ol boy routine gets old." Momo had stated on many occasion that she didn't want a good boy, she liked that Kankuro brought out some sort of excitement, and he supposed in some strange way they complimented each other in their personalities. Where he lacked she picked up and vice versa.

About to jump into the topic of the hot blonde that was going to be fixing up Bambi, Kankuro was more than interested into seeing if he could get somewhere on that topic. Unlike Momo he was more interested in just getting Izuru laid among other things. A year or so without anything was hard enough to deal with, and he should know, he'd been through it the first year he'd moved to San Francisco. His mouth opened to throw out an obscene question when his phone went off. Lifting his hips up off the couch long enough to pull the phone out of his pocket, Kankuro flipped it open seeing a text message but none other than the dark haired girl that was their mutual acquaintance. His face all but lit up in a way that he never noticed, yet others around him could see. There was just something about Momo that made that test of happiness come out. Juvenile as it may be, that silly grin branded on his face as his fingers glided across the keys to message back. He tossed the phone onto the table in front of the couch with a snort and a roll of his eyes, as if that message hadn't just made his face dance.