The night goes by very slow. [closed]
WHO: Byabya and Shou-chan.
WHAT: Bya gives him a late night visit to keep him company (read: be a pest).
WHERE: Monacello base.
WHEN: Probably around 3am.
It was not uncommon for Byakuran to be bothering one Shouichi Irie; it was, however, less common that he would actually make an effort to rouse himself from a half-asleep state to go wandering about the halls of the Monacello base (or more appropriately, one of them). Fortunately for at least one of them, he was doing both tonight.
He said he'd visit him; eventually, he did. Meandering, the only speed of movement that Byakuran had at this time of night... or morning, technically, he came down to the room that his subordinate was working in about an hour or two after he'd said he'd actually do so. Admittedly, he hadn't really kept track of the time. He prodded his head past the door before actually stepping in, and there was a lazy, tired smile on his face.
"Shou-chan," he said, weaker than usual, because he truly was sleepy. Now moving in and stopping just in front of the entrance, letting the door close behind him, he reached his arms up and flexed slightly, and gave a great yawn. With the action, fingers squeezed at a clear plastic bag filled with those white puffy sweets (infamous at this point, surely) that Byakuran loved so, which was in one of his hands.
Arms dropping down to his sides as he gave a shudder, he shook his head slightly to awaken himself. Then he continued, "I know you have anticipated my arrival very much. You may calm yourself now," as if he was speaking to a completely different person.
He smiled a little wider, expectantly, fingers beginning to tear open the bag for himself as he slumped slightly against the closed door.
WHAT: Bya gives him a late night visit to keep him company (read: be a pest).
WHERE: Monacello base.
WHEN: Probably around 3am.
It was not uncommon for Byakuran to be bothering one Shouichi Irie; it was, however, less common that he would actually make an effort to rouse himself from a half-asleep state to go wandering about the halls of the Monacello base (or more appropriately, one of them). Fortunately for at least one of them, he was doing both tonight.
He said he'd visit him; eventually, he did. Meandering, the only speed of movement that Byakuran had at this time of night... or morning, technically, he came down to the room that his subordinate was working in about an hour or two after he'd said he'd actually do so. Admittedly, he hadn't really kept track of the time. He prodded his head past the door before actually stepping in, and there was a lazy, tired smile on his face.
"Shou-chan," he said, weaker than usual, because he truly was sleepy. Now moving in and stopping just in front of the entrance, letting the door close behind him, he reached his arms up and flexed slightly, and gave a great yawn. With the action, fingers squeezed at a clear plastic bag filled with those white puffy sweets (infamous at this point, surely) that Byakuran loved so, which was in one of his hands.
Arms dropping down to his sides as he gave a shudder, he shook his head slightly to awaken himself. Then he continued, "I know you have anticipated my arrival very much. You may calm yourself now," as if he was speaking to a completely different person.
He smiled a little wider, expectantly, fingers beginning to tear open the bag for himself as he slumped slightly against the closed door.