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Who: IC!Mizuki, In-chan{OOC!Inui}
When: Sometime before when the wedding was suppose to be, about a week?
Rating: PG
Summary: Shopping at the mall and one of In-chan's more... interesting hobbies comes to light ^^*
In-chan walked up to the gates of the house, slightly nervous still about this all but wanting to start fixing things with Hajime.
He rang the intercom so the guards could know he was here and said "Like.....Hi? Um, this is In-chan and I'm here to see Mizuki Hajime?"
Mizuki was busy in his room, on his computer, yelling at the computer screen because it was frustrating him. Why did everything have to be so complicated lately? He growled a bit before hearing the ring of the intercom and an altered version of his fiancé's voice.
In-chan. Mizuki hadn't seen him or talked to him for that matter, since the hospital visit. It would have saddened him, had he a heart, but he didn't. However, MizuMom did and MizuMom was sad but Mizuki wouldn't let her... him out if his life depended on it.
He spun around in his deskchair, hitting the intercom button. "Stay there, In-chan. I'll come to you. You might set off the hundreds of traps I have out there."
He just had to blink at the traps comment before giving a quick yes and sitting down on the sidewalk to wait for Hajime to get there.
He twisted at the bottom of his shirt, convincing himself mentally to not run away while he just started up at the sky unsure of how to pass the time
Mizuki made it downstairs with little care for time. He lolled a bit in the foyer, admiring himself in the mirror before unlocking the deadbolt, the chain, turning the key and typing in the electronic lock--all for the sake of opening the front door. He had half-expected to see In-chan standing there waiting for him, but when he didn't immediately see the taller boy he was disappointed. What, did he run off? Looking down, he managed to spot the spikey haired boy looking like his dog was hit by a train.
"Oi." He called, getting his attention. "In-chan. You ready to go?"
He dust himself off, self concise of the black contacts he now has in. He is also starting to let his hair grow out in hopes of letting it get to shoulder length.
He held out a hand. "I'm In-chan, it is very nice to meet you Mizuki Hajime" he smiled at him before explaining himself "I-I've had time to do some thinking. And I've decided I'd rather have you as a friend so I think it's best if we just start over instead of letting our friendship get ruined over some silly crush. So if your will, can we start over?"
Mizuki was startled for a second when he saw In-chan's face. He... Inui.... In-chan. They had /eyes/? He was so used to the reflecting glasses he always wore Mizuki had always safely assumed... those were his eyes. It was a rather ridiculous concept, really, and he knew that. However... his eyes. Okay, that's enough. Stop staring at the eyes and start shopping.
"You're right." Mizuki said, twining a finger around one of the strands of hair that fell in front of his eyes. "We can start over as friends again." His mouth actually had trouble forming the word 'friends.' As the concept still liked to bite him in the ass at times. However, In-chan was a respectable guy as far as most things were concerned. And, hell, they were going shopping, weren't they? He took a hold of the outstretched hand and shook it awkwardly. He'd never been re-introduced to someone before. But. eh.
"Come on." Mizuki strode ahead, keeping a brisk pace on the sidewalk. "We can take the bus. The nearest stop is just a few blocks this way."
~~~AT THE MALL~~~~
"So." Mizuki stepped off the bus and blinked a few times. "The mall. I haven't been here... since.. well let's just say I never go here." He looked to In-chan with a raised eyebrow. "Do you have any suggestions?"
He looked around the mall, unsure himself. "Do you want to look for the wedding dress first or just do some casual browsing?" he turned to Hajime, putting his hair behind his ear and out of the way in a nervous gesture.
Hearing In-chan even mention the wedding dress sent very... strange shivers down Mizuki's spine. Stupid.. wedding.. and getting married... to In-chan's original, no less. Still he sighed heavily. "We should probably browse for a wedding dress. I don't know if I'm buying today or night.--" He twitched again. Why did it have to be a dress?
He blinked before looking over at his friend and touching his arm "Do you want a dress? Or would you rather do something else....? It is YOUR wedding" He sent him a pointed look.
"It's not MY wedding." Mizuki huffed. "If it was MY wedding I wouldn't even be having it. I'm doing this for the..." He was about to say asschildren, but he remember that In-chan was still considered one. Still. "for the... others."
He frowned at that, stopping Hajime and spinning him to look In-chan in the eye "Hajime. This should be YOUR wedding. You shouldn't marry him unless your in love with him, it will just make both of you unhappy."
Mizuki averted his gaze and sighed. "It's not that I don't love him, I... I don't know." He swallowed, hard. "I mean, we've done things, but I don't think that constitutes as me loving him. And on the other hand there's Yuuta who..." He side glanced back at In-chan, "are you sure you want to hear my whole angst-rant? I read somewhere that friends tend to do this, and it'd be nice to get it off my chest."
"Don't be silly" He lead them to a bench and had them sit down "Tell me everything."
Mizuki sighed, sitting down. "Okay." He immediately shifted himself to face Inui, his hands showing his actions in a frenzy as he talks, making waves and speaking for him. "So on one hand, when I go all MizuMom, I suddenly think Inui is the greatest fucking thing on the planet. But then.. there are times when I'm normal. Like right now for instance. I don't want to get married but I know I have to and it's generally... a very big step for anyone to go through. But maybe I'm just having pre-marital jitters?" He paused for a second before continuing. "But when I'm like this, I hate Inui and I just want to stay away from him, but whenever he's around me I get all flustered and I find myself giving into whatever he says... and it's so FRUSTRATING because Yuuta-kun isn't doing a THING. He confessed to /me/ and he seems completely un-phased by this whole marriage thing and it just.. ARGH!" His leg was twitching impatiently, now. "Nfuuuuuuu."
He reached over to hug him "Hajime...... I-i think you should stop and think about this. If your unsure." He sighed and just hugged Hajime closer. "Just know I'm there to talk, okay?"
Mizuki let out a large breath, gathering his thoughts and allowing In-chan to hug him. "I have at least a week or so to go over some things." He bit his bottom lip gingerly. "But GOD does it feel good to that off my chest." He placed his hands on In-chan's shoulders and pulled back. "You ready to browse? We can skip the dress today. We can shop for ourselves."
He grinned at his friend before giving him one more quick hug and pulling back "I think that's a very good idea Hajime." He stands up and holds out a hand for Hajime.
Mizuki hesitated at first. His sudden.. bought of, well, kindness, was a bit to overtake. However, everyone else seemed less bitchy if he was less bitchy so in the end it probably computed correctly. Somewhere. Those were some fucked up calculations. It did help that they were going clothes shopping as, well, clothes were certainly his weakness. His hand finished the two-inch trek to take a hold of In-chan's, helping him to stand up.
He brushed himself off and sighed. "Alright. SO. Have any stores you want to hit?"
In-chan got to his feet, slightly wobbly thanks to the height difference. He still felt uneasy and like they really hadn't finished the topic but knew trying to push Hajime would be pointless so just let it move on to the next thing. He did have to admit that he was happy they wouldn't be looking at wedding dresses today. He told himself if the marriage did happen he'd be at the wedding but to force himself to shop For Hajime's wedding dress? He may have been able without this... lie breaking but In-chan was glad he wouldn't have to see. He DID just want to be Hajime's friend but the feelings were still there despite what he had said to reassure his friend.
As for the question of where to go.... He really had no idea. This could be like a treat for Hajime anyway, right? After all that had happened to him doing something just for him sounded like a good idea. "I didn't really have anything in mind, where do you like, wanna go?"
"We're going to a clothes, store come on." Mizuki stepped forward briskly. "I haven't gone clothes shopping in a good long time and I'm itching to go. We'll start at one end of the mall and work our way down. How's that?"
In-chan's smile grew as he saw Hajime was doing better now. Things weren't perfect but right now they could just take a little time for fun. "It sounds great Hajime!" he quickly moved up to sling his left arm around Hajime's shoulder in a friendly manner "Lead the way~"
And lead the way he did. Right into the first store without even looking. Once Mizuki gathered his surroundings, he realized hew as in the middle of a clothing store for gay men. How the hell that differentiated anything was beyond Mizuki, but at least the posters on the walls were incredibly flaming. He brushed any uneasiness away and headed straight for the purple section. The best thing about these stores was the fact that they were color-coded. Smart people.
In-chan stood back a little unsure as he didn't go into to these stores very much on his own. When he noticed them heading for the purple section a question popped into his mind "Why do you like purple so much?"
"w-why?" The question had gotten Mizuki off guard. For as long as he could remember, no one had really ASKED him why he liked purple. He actually had to think on this question. "Ah.. well." Shit. "I like it because it's... a relaxing color. And it means royalty." There. a reason. He turned to the shopping rack and started to sort through them.
He smiled at Hajime's response, a little part of him happy to put the guy on tilt. Right then In-chan felt curious so tried another question as he started looking through the clothes himself. "What type of stories did you read as a kid then? ones like the Prince and to Pauper?"
"I don't remember my childhood, much." Mizuki twirled his hair. "Actually, I'm still technically a kid anyway, and I can tell you one thing: I do NOT read Mark Twain." He shifted through the rack and pulled out a blouse that was very purple and very frilly and most certainly very gay. "How would this look on me?"
In-chan smiled, knowing why Hajime had so much Twain-hate would be a question he would have to save for latter.
At the sight of the shirt he replied in the most deadpan voice he had. "It would look like your style."
"Nfu." Mizuki turned to the mirror. "I'm going to get it. Let's go." He proceeded to head for the checkout counter.
The man on the other end clicked his gum annoyingly. He flipped the shirt, folding it and rang it into the system. "Okay, sugar. That'll be a ridiculously high amount of money."
Mizuki blinked. Dumbfounded. "What kind of business are you trying to run here? I could pick up a shirt like this at the Goodwill for about one 24th of the cost!"
"Sorry babycakes, that's the price."
Mizuki growled and turned to In-chan. "That's it. We're going home. Pansy over here ruined my day."
In-chan quickly followed him out, but stopped him before they got too far. "Ne, I have a idea..." It would be foolish to call the smile the boy now had on his face anything but wicked
***************TIME PASSES***************
"And it is a work of art, one of my best if I may say." The evil grin had only grown bigger as he got father along in his work. In-chan now had a little doll in his hand that had a spooky resemblance to the shop keeper that had tried to rip them off. "I just need to do the little bit to activate it then we can have some fun~ <3"
"Activate?" Mizuki raised an eyebrow, very intrigued. He'd just witnessed In-chan make.. a... a voodoo doll. That's something someone didn't experience twice in a lifetime. "You make it sound like it runs on batteries."
He giggled at the analogy. "No, it's more I do this little thing so it can work. It helps so no one can steal them and use them against my wishes." He did a quick series of hand signs as he said something under his breath before placing the doll in Mizuki's lap. "And now you too can have fun with the brand new Basty-chibi, brought to you by your friendly neighborhood cross-dresser." In-chan's grin couldn't have been bigger as he waiting to see what Hajime would do next.
"In-chan..." Mizuki's voice trailed off as he turned the doll over and over in his hands. "What am I supposed to do with this?" He was dumbfounded. On a normal occasion he would have started stabbing it with a---wait. How would being given a voodoo doll EVER be a normal occasion? Best to just take what was given and run with it. "Better yet, have you a needle? Nfu.."
In-chan just smiled at Hajime before digging around in his bag until he found a kit. More then just needles, it had a box of matches, feathers, a small piece of rope, along with some other tools and a small book titled "Voodoo Dolls for Dummies". "There, that book may help some." In-chan said as he handed the kit over to Hajime.
Mizuki shook his head, chuckling to himself. "You have everything. I don't really feel like beating the shit out of a homosexual cashier right now, so I'll save this all for later." He paused for a moment. "You don't have a voodoo doll of ME do you?"
In-chan leaned in so he was right in the other boys face. You could just TELL his glasses would be glinting if he had them on. "What do you think, my little pretty?"
Mizuki smacked his forehead. "Oh GOD."
In-chan laughed. "No, I like don't have a voodoo doll of you- well, more i won't make one. Most of the time I just make them when I need them. No evidence I made one of them that way." The light of mistif was as bright as ever in his eyes. "Not that I make them that often. More of a self defense thing is how I use them."
Mizuki waved a hand at In-chan. "Just stop while you're ahead. I kind of have a headache, now. I think I'm going to go home and take it out on this doll." He grinned a little bit. "Thanks for taking me out, though. It's nice to get out of the house." Did he just THANK someone? Ah, yes, yes he did. He'd get over it sometime. Maybe.
In-chan chuckled "Me? Stop while I'm ahead? You don't know me vwey well, do you." But he did pull back and start to pack his stuff up "And I'm sorry I gave you a headache. I guess I'll just have to add some more massages to that todo list to make up for it." He smartly ignored Mizuki's thank you besides for a small your welcome back. It wouldn't do to scare his friend off.
"I guess I'll see you latter then?" He put the last of the things in his bag before giving his friend a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Remember, I always have a open ear if you need it."
"Ah." Mizuki grinned, remembering the massages. "I'm looking forward to those, too. Getting married does wonders for your stress levels... and complexion.. and nerves... and muscles. Damn."
He blinked a moment from the sudden kiss. He still wasn't used to that. Even when Inui actually did it, and he was engaged to that one. It threw him off kilter for a moment. "Yeah, I'll remember that.... I'll see you later?"
In-chan raised his eyebrow. "You would know. If *I* get married... well, it would be down the road if ever. But just remember to like, think of yourself too! Can't be Supermom 24/7."
"It's like, a date." He gave the purple clothed one final smile before turning and making his way out of the mall to a bus.
"Heh." Mizuki shook his head after Inui. "Supermom." He muttered the word to himself with a tiny chuckle before going off to a candle store for some incense, headache medicine and a vibrating pillow.
When: Sometime before when the wedding was suppose to be, about a week?
Rating: PG
Summary: Shopping at the mall and one of In-chan's more... interesting hobbies comes to light ^^*
In-chan walked up to the gates of the house, slightly nervous still about this all but wanting to start fixing things with Hajime.
He rang the intercom so the guards could know he was here and said "Like.....Hi? Um, this is In-chan and I'm here to see Mizuki Hajime?"
Mizuki was busy in his room, on his computer, yelling at the computer screen because it was frustrating him. Why did everything have to be so complicated lately? He growled a bit before hearing the ring of the intercom and an altered version of his fiancé's voice.
In-chan. Mizuki hadn't seen him or talked to him for that matter, since the hospital visit. It would have saddened him, had he a heart, but he didn't. However, MizuMom did and MizuMom was sad but Mizuki wouldn't let her... him out if his life depended on it.
He spun around in his deskchair, hitting the intercom button. "Stay there, In-chan. I'll come to you. You might set off the hundreds of traps I have out there."
He just had to blink at the traps comment before giving a quick yes and sitting down on the sidewalk to wait for Hajime to get there.
He twisted at the bottom of his shirt, convincing himself mentally to not run away while he just started up at the sky unsure of how to pass the time
Mizuki made it downstairs with little care for time. He lolled a bit in the foyer, admiring himself in the mirror before unlocking the deadbolt, the chain, turning the key and typing in the electronic lock--all for the sake of opening the front door. He had half-expected to see In-chan standing there waiting for him, but when he didn't immediately see the taller boy he was disappointed. What, did he run off? Looking down, he managed to spot the spikey haired boy looking like his dog was hit by a train.
"Oi." He called, getting his attention. "In-chan. You ready to go?"
He dust himself off, self concise of the black contacts he now has in. He is also starting to let his hair grow out in hopes of letting it get to shoulder length.
He held out a hand. "I'm In-chan, it is very nice to meet you Mizuki Hajime" he smiled at him before explaining himself "I-I've had time to do some thinking. And I've decided I'd rather have you as a friend so I think it's best if we just start over instead of letting our friendship get ruined over some silly crush. So if your will, can we start over?"
Mizuki was startled for a second when he saw In-chan's face. He... Inui.... In-chan. They had /eyes/? He was so used to the reflecting glasses he always wore Mizuki had always safely assumed... those were his eyes. It was a rather ridiculous concept, really, and he knew that. However... his eyes. Okay, that's enough. Stop staring at the eyes and start shopping.
"You're right." Mizuki said, twining a finger around one of the strands of hair that fell in front of his eyes. "We can start over as friends again." His mouth actually had trouble forming the word 'friends.' As the concept still liked to bite him in the ass at times. However, In-chan was a respectable guy as far as most things were concerned. And, hell, they were going shopping, weren't they? He took a hold of the outstretched hand and shook it awkwardly. He'd never been re-introduced to someone before. But. eh.
"Come on." Mizuki strode ahead, keeping a brisk pace on the sidewalk. "We can take the bus. The nearest stop is just a few blocks this way."
~~~AT THE MALL~~~~
"So." Mizuki stepped off the bus and blinked a few times. "The mall. I haven't been here... since.. well let's just say I never go here." He looked to In-chan with a raised eyebrow. "Do you have any suggestions?"
He looked around the mall, unsure himself. "Do you want to look for the wedding dress first or just do some casual browsing?" he turned to Hajime, putting his hair behind his ear and out of the way in a nervous gesture.
Hearing In-chan even mention the wedding dress sent very... strange shivers down Mizuki's spine. Stupid.. wedding.. and getting married... to In-chan's original, no less. Still he sighed heavily. "We should probably browse for a wedding dress. I don't know if I'm buying today or night.--" He twitched again. Why did it have to be a dress?
He blinked before looking over at his friend and touching his arm "Do you want a dress? Or would you rather do something else....? It is YOUR wedding" He sent him a pointed look.
"It's not MY wedding." Mizuki huffed. "If it was MY wedding I wouldn't even be having it. I'm doing this for the..." He was about to say asschildren, but he remember that In-chan was still considered one. Still. "for the... others."
He frowned at that, stopping Hajime and spinning him to look In-chan in the eye "Hajime. This should be YOUR wedding. You shouldn't marry him unless your in love with him, it will just make both of you unhappy."
Mizuki averted his gaze and sighed. "It's not that I don't love him, I... I don't know." He swallowed, hard. "I mean, we've done things, but I don't think that constitutes as me loving him. And on the other hand there's Yuuta who..." He side glanced back at In-chan, "are you sure you want to hear my whole angst-rant? I read somewhere that friends tend to do this, and it'd be nice to get it off my chest."
"Don't be silly" He lead them to a bench and had them sit down "Tell me everything."
Mizuki sighed, sitting down. "Okay." He immediately shifted himself to face Inui, his hands showing his actions in a frenzy as he talks, making waves and speaking for him. "So on one hand, when I go all MizuMom, I suddenly think Inui is the greatest fucking thing on the planet. But then.. there are times when I'm normal. Like right now for instance. I don't want to get married but I know I have to and it's generally... a very big step for anyone to go through. But maybe I'm just having pre-marital jitters?" He paused for a second before continuing. "But when I'm like this, I hate Inui and I just want to stay away from him, but whenever he's around me I get all flustered and I find myself giving into whatever he says... and it's so FRUSTRATING because Yuuta-kun isn't doing a THING. He confessed to /me/ and he seems completely un-phased by this whole marriage thing and it just.. ARGH!" His leg was twitching impatiently, now. "Nfuuuuuuu."
He reached over to hug him "Hajime...... I-i think you should stop and think about this. If your unsure." He sighed and just hugged Hajime closer. "Just know I'm there to talk, okay?"
Mizuki let out a large breath, gathering his thoughts and allowing In-chan to hug him. "I have at least a week or so to go over some things." He bit his bottom lip gingerly. "But GOD does it feel good to that off my chest." He placed his hands on In-chan's shoulders and pulled back. "You ready to browse? We can skip the dress today. We can shop for ourselves."
He grinned at his friend before giving him one more quick hug and pulling back "I think that's a very good idea Hajime." He stands up and holds out a hand for Hajime.
Mizuki hesitated at first. His sudden.. bought of, well, kindness, was a bit to overtake. However, everyone else seemed less bitchy if he was less bitchy so in the end it probably computed correctly. Somewhere. Those were some fucked up calculations. It did help that they were going clothes shopping as, well, clothes were certainly his weakness. His hand finished the two-inch trek to take a hold of In-chan's, helping him to stand up.
He brushed himself off and sighed. "Alright. SO. Have any stores you want to hit?"
In-chan got to his feet, slightly wobbly thanks to the height difference. He still felt uneasy and like they really hadn't finished the topic but knew trying to push Hajime would be pointless so just let it move on to the next thing. He did have to admit that he was happy they wouldn't be looking at wedding dresses today. He told himself if the marriage did happen he'd be at the wedding but to force himself to shop For Hajime's wedding dress? He may have been able without this... lie breaking but In-chan was glad he wouldn't have to see. He DID just want to be Hajime's friend but the feelings were still there despite what he had said to reassure his friend.
As for the question of where to go.... He really had no idea. This could be like a treat for Hajime anyway, right? After all that had happened to him doing something just for him sounded like a good idea. "I didn't really have anything in mind, where do you like, wanna go?"
"We're going to a clothes, store come on." Mizuki stepped forward briskly. "I haven't gone clothes shopping in a good long time and I'm itching to go. We'll start at one end of the mall and work our way down. How's that?"
In-chan's smile grew as he saw Hajime was doing better now. Things weren't perfect but right now they could just take a little time for fun. "It sounds great Hajime!" he quickly moved up to sling his left arm around Hajime's shoulder in a friendly manner "Lead the way~"
And lead the way he did. Right into the first store without even looking. Once Mizuki gathered his surroundings, he realized hew as in the middle of a clothing store for gay men. How the hell that differentiated anything was beyond Mizuki, but at least the posters on the walls were incredibly flaming. He brushed any uneasiness away and headed straight for the purple section. The best thing about these stores was the fact that they were color-coded. Smart people.
In-chan stood back a little unsure as he didn't go into to these stores very much on his own. When he noticed them heading for the purple section a question popped into his mind "Why do you like purple so much?"
"w-why?" The question had gotten Mizuki off guard. For as long as he could remember, no one had really ASKED him why he liked purple. He actually had to think on this question. "Ah.. well." Shit. "I like it because it's... a relaxing color. And it means royalty." There. a reason. He turned to the shopping rack and started to sort through them.
He smiled at Hajime's response, a little part of him happy to put the guy on tilt. Right then In-chan felt curious so tried another question as he started looking through the clothes himself. "What type of stories did you read as a kid then? ones like the Prince and to Pauper?"
"I don't remember my childhood, much." Mizuki twirled his hair. "Actually, I'm still technically a kid anyway, and I can tell you one thing: I do NOT read Mark Twain." He shifted through the rack and pulled out a blouse that was very purple and very frilly and most certainly very gay. "How would this look on me?"
In-chan smiled, knowing why Hajime had so much Twain-hate would be a question he would have to save for latter.
At the sight of the shirt he replied in the most deadpan voice he had. "It would look like your style."
"Nfu." Mizuki turned to the mirror. "I'm going to get it. Let's go." He proceeded to head for the checkout counter.
The man on the other end clicked his gum annoyingly. He flipped the shirt, folding it and rang it into the system. "Okay, sugar. That'll be a ridiculously high amount of money."
Mizuki blinked. Dumbfounded. "What kind of business are you trying to run here? I could pick up a shirt like this at the Goodwill for about one 24th of the cost!"
"Sorry babycakes, that's the price."
Mizuki growled and turned to In-chan. "That's it. We're going home. Pansy over here ruined my day."
In-chan quickly followed him out, but stopped him before they got too far. "Ne, I have a idea..." It would be foolish to call the smile the boy now had on his face anything but wicked
***************TIME PASSES***************
"And it is a work of art, one of my best if I may say." The evil grin had only grown bigger as he got father along in his work. In-chan now had a little doll in his hand that had a spooky resemblance to the shop keeper that had tried to rip them off. "I just need to do the little bit to activate it then we can have some fun~ <3"
"Activate?" Mizuki raised an eyebrow, very intrigued. He'd just witnessed In-chan make.. a... a voodoo doll. That's something someone didn't experience twice in a lifetime. "You make it sound like it runs on batteries."
He giggled at the analogy. "No, it's more I do this little thing so it can work. It helps so no one can steal them and use them against my wishes." He did a quick series of hand signs as he said something under his breath before placing the doll in Mizuki's lap. "And now you too can have fun with the brand new Basty-chibi, brought to you by your friendly neighborhood cross-dresser." In-chan's grin couldn't have been bigger as he waiting to see what Hajime would do next.
"In-chan..." Mizuki's voice trailed off as he turned the doll over and over in his hands. "What am I supposed to do with this?" He was dumbfounded. On a normal occasion he would have started stabbing it with a---wait. How would being given a voodoo doll EVER be a normal occasion? Best to just take what was given and run with it. "Better yet, have you a needle? Nfu.."
In-chan just smiled at Hajime before digging around in his bag until he found a kit. More then just needles, it had a box of matches, feathers, a small piece of rope, along with some other tools and a small book titled "Voodoo Dolls for Dummies". "There, that book may help some." In-chan said as he handed the kit over to Hajime.
Mizuki shook his head, chuckling to himself. "You have everything. I don't really feel like beating the shit out of a homosexual cashier right now, so I'll save this all for later." He paused for a moment. "You don't have a voodoo doll of ME do you?"
In-chan leaned in so he was right in the other boys face. You could just TELL his glasses would be glinting if he had them on. "What do you think, my little pretty?"
Mizuki smacked his forehead. "Oh GOD."
In-chan laughed. "No, I like don't have a voodoo doll of you- well, more i won't make one. Most of the time I just make them when I need them. No evidence I made one of them that way." The light of mistif was as bright as ever in his eyes. "Not that I make them that often. More of a self defense thing is how I use them."
Mizuki waved a hand at In-chan. "Just stop while you're ahead. I kind of have a headache, now. I think I'm going to go home and take it out on this doll." He grinned a little bit. "Thanks for taking me out, though. It's nice to get out of the house." Did he just THANK someone? Ah, yes, yes he did. He'd get over it sometime. Maybe.
In-chan chuckled "Me? Stop while I'm ahead? You don't know me vwey well, do you." But he did pull back and start to pack his stuff up "And I'm sorry I gave you a headache. I guess I'll just have to add some more massages to that todo list to make up for it." He smartly ignored Mizuki's thank you besides for a small your welcome back. It wouldn't do to scare his friend off.
"I guess I'll see you latter then?" He put the last of the things in his bag before giving his friend a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Remember, I always have a open ear if you need it."
"Ah." Mizuki grinned, remembering the massages. "I'm looking forward to those, too. Getting married does wonders for your stress levels... and complexion.. and nerves... and muscles. Damn."
He blinked a moment from the sudden kiss. He still wasn't used to that. Even when Inui actually did it, and he was engaged to that one. It threw him off kilter for a moment. "Yeah, I'll remember that.... I'll see you later?"
In-chan raised his eyebrow. "You would know. If *I* get married... well, it would be down the road if ever. But just remember to like, think of yourself too! Can't be Supermom 24/7."
"It's like, a date." He gave the purple clothed one final smile before turning and making his way out of the mall to a bus.
"Heh." Mizuki shook his head after Inui. "Supermom." He muttered the word to himself with a tiny chuckle before going off to a candle store for some incense, headache medicine and a vibrating pillow.