RP Log: Niou Masaharu & Yagyuu Hiroshi
Who: Niou Masaharu and Yagyuu Hiroshi
Where: From the library to the hallways, on the way to Yagyuu's room or out in Niou's opinion >_>
When: Backlogged like whoah because I failed. Somewhere in the beginning of July.
What: Niou wants to drag Yagyuu out, Yagyuu wants to change his icy cold, wet clothes first. Surprising happens.
Warnings: Language + boys against a wall :P
Rating: PG-13
Comments: Don't have any. Feel free to leave them if you want to ;o
What the Hell?! The bitch was in this school, only one floor upper from Niou's room and he wasn't only ignoring The Trickster. It looked like Yagyuu was avoiding him too. No, things didn't work that way. There were two things Niou hated most of the time - ignoring and avoiding Niou. Sure he was the asshole who ignored and avoided everything if he felt like doing so. It didn't mean anyone had the right to do the same thing to this white haired boy who now stormed to Dusk 502. "Oi, what the..." The room was empty but his stuff were there anyway so at least Niou knew that Yagyuu was in the school. So if the bookworm wasn't in this room, Niou had one place to look for him and he was going to visit another place for a bucket before going to that place.
The devilish Illusionist arrived to the library, looked for Yagyuu there and walked behind him. Without saying a word Niou turned over a bucket of ice cold water just above The Gentleman's head.
Yagyuu Hiroshi was calmly reading the Bible in his usual seat in the library. No, he wasn’t particularly religious nor did he hold much interest in the said book. He had only been strictly told by his father to behave. Behaving in Yagyuu’s case meant holing himself up where no one bothered him and reading. Reading whatever. Starting from A and moving down the alphabet until he reached the end, and then starting from the beginning. He had spent lots of his time reading since he arrived, that is, after he had neatly unpacked his belongings.
There was another reason he spent his time this way. The reason was right behind him - he had felt him the moment the other vampire stepped into the library. His glove-covered fingers stilled on the page he was reading and he straightened his back, preparing himself discreetly for whatever the person planned to greet him with. The greeting, as always, turned out to be as unpleasant as it was destructive. As the ice cold water drenched his hair and clothes, making him shiver despite all restrictions he placed on himself, it also made the page he had been reading quite undecipherable where his hand hadn’t covered it.
Maintaining his cool - which wasn’t hard metaphorically considering he was near-freezing - Yagyuu closed the book and sighed, counting to ten in his mind. “Niou-kun, you are aware of destroying a considerably expensive part of history with your foolish actions just now.” Where he was sure his father would be able to find the exact copy of the book somewhere with a fair price, the book was still valuable.
Little smirk on Niou's face turned wide and devilish when he saw the results of soaking the other boy in icy water. And he even destroyed the book, it was something he wished to do. He sat on a dry part of the table, somewhere near Yagyuu's chair and kicked the bucket with his feet. Oh the librarian wasn't going to listen to this sound for too long but Niou didn't care. He just knew what he wanted to do and this was the place to make some noise right now. "Yagyuu, you are aware of this fact; I don't give a fuck about it," Niou replied coldly and glimpsed the book. "I didn't know you were interested in Christianity." No, he didn't actually believe in Yagyuu being interested in it, actually he knew Yagyuu wasn't interested in it nor any of them, he thought. The sentence was one way to point out that Niou didn't like Yagyuu's so called new best friends.
Pushing the ruined book aside softly, as a contradiction to the noise the other boy was making, Yagyuu set his hands on his lap, grieving his ruined gloves, and lifted his head to give his old friend a patronizing gaze as boring as the book had been. “I’m sure the writer did their best, and the interesting parts were about to start,” he admitted in a round-about way. He always sought to be honest, even if his diplomacy could hardly reach the ears of those who might’ve been offended by him dismissing their hard work.
“How can I help you, Niou-kun?” he asked in polite tones. He was annoyed having been interrupted in this particular way, but grateful nonetheless - Niou had proven him right about something and that pleased him a great deal.
"Oh sure, book with nothing but text and no porn included is a Hell a lot interesting," Niou sounded bored. Bible... Only a thought about it made this boy bored? Bored Niou wasn't good, it always got the trickiest ideas. The words were obviously a lie. Niou didn't need those things in a book, there could be nothing but text as long as the text was interesting. He smirked a little. "So were they about to have a fucking tea ceremony as a definition to something interesting to you?" At least Yagyuu couldn't ignore nor avoid him now. Well, he could but he didn't seem to do it anymore, not right now anyway.
Niou snorted when he heard the question. "You can't, I helped myself." His eyes took a quick and cold look to the Bible. After this his devilish face turned to Yagyuu. "Get up, we're going out." Niou's tone was imperious.
Yagyuu’s hair was still dripping wet and his clothes felt slimy against his skin. It almost made him wrinkle his straight nose with disgust. Instead, he thought about doing it. Enough to make him satisfied. He certainly didn’t care for the other boy’s bossy tones as he told him to follow him out, either. He moved his chair back and stood up on his feet nonetheless. Yagyuu didn’t think he would be able to stay in the wet spot for another moment.
His face completely devoid of any of the thoughts he might’ve had he ignored Niou for the moment, and went to the librarian and apologized to him for the unfortunate accident. He promised sincerely to replace the book. Even if none of this was directly his fault, he was still participant. Then he calmly returned to the other boy. “Shall we, Niou-kun?” He gestured towards the exit, only moving towards it after the other.
Oh, he got up? Niou was about to blink but of course he didn't allow such action from himself in front of Yagyuu. Not right now. It wasn't surprising enough to earn a blink from Niou's eyes. He looked at the chair. It was wet, soaking wet actually. Niou wondered if the school was going to make him pay for it. He didn't actually care and he wasn't going to pay anything anyway so fuck about it.
His eyes followed Yagyuu to the librarian and Niou snorted silently again. It just looked like a little conversation of two librarians which wasn't amusing at all. He certainly didn't want Yagyuu to transform into a brown worm who lives in books! Well, Niou was going to drag him out of this place for a while so it was almost all right this time. Niou "jumped" off of the table and started walking towards the exit. "Today is a cold day, you know." Devilish smirk got to Trickster's face again. Icy water and not so warm weather, maybe wasn't Yagyuu's good day at all.
“I had noticed,” Yagyuu commented dryly. He hated being cold. But letting Niou get under his skin with only one bucket of cold water… No, Yagyuu didn’t think so. In fact, all he was thinking about at the moment was his room and a spare school uniform. And dry gloves. Certainly he couldn’t touch anything with his hands until he changed his gloves. His steps took him determinedly towards that particular direction.
His roommate, a good-mannered aristocrat as Atobe-kun other vice was, had unknowingly driven Yagyuu out of the room by keeping the temperature a great deal lower than Yagyuu’s standards. He didn’t look forward to having to change in that room but it was required. He didn’t want to get sick, a feeble possibility as it was, and the snob in him was sick to his stomach having to wear such uncomfortable clothes. “Considering the weather and the state of my uniform I’m sure you should wait while I take a detour by my room and change.”
Oh, so the worm had taken a look to the outside world? Okay, Niou knew Yagyuu's dislike for cold - it was one of the reasons to soak him in icy water. But there was the difference between knowing it and caring about the matter. They exited the library and Yagyuu's steps took them to some wrong direction. Niou stopped. No, this wasn't what Niou wanted.
"I never said you were allowed to change your clothes before we go out." Niou looked serious, he was serious about it actually. And he wasn't going to allow it. Of course everyone had to dance according to his words. "So no, no detours." Though somewhere inside, in the tiniest place of his personality, Niou almost wanted Yagyuu to change those clothes. He wasn't going to admit anything though.
Suddenly Yagyuu didn’t hear the other steps anymore. He didn’t stop or look behind him, not even when Niou gave voice to his unreasonableannouncement. He didn’t think he needed to tell the other he was going too far, but he told him so anyway: “As sure as I am you might find it amusing to walk around in wet clothes, I cannot say I share this particular character trait.” It would be different if it was Niou doing the walking. “Thus I shall go and change. I’m sorry to say that your permission isn’t something I need.”
Niou could wait here or come with him or disappear, it was all the same to Yagyuu. He needed to get out of these wet clothes, preferably yesterday.
"I find it amusing when you walk around in wet clothes and I walk next to you in dry clothes." It was an honest opinion although Niou didn't show his amusement at the moment. He stared at Yagyuu, frowning more and more as seconds went by. No, he wasn't going to let him change. So Niou walked to him and grabbed his hand. "I said no. Now start walking to the main door and forget the change." Yagyuu didn't deserve the chance to change after all the avoiding and ignoring.
"No, I said no, Niou-kun." Yagyuu didn't change his opinion nor intention. All Niou could do was to make him stop by his grip on his wet gloved hand. Well, perhaps not all, but it was all Yagyuu was about to show outside. "You would do well to remember I am not someone you shall order around." He glared at the other vampire through his glasses, knowing fully well his old friend knew the glasses were what saved him.
Of course, Yagyuu would later look back to the moment and think he had been slightly thrown off by Niou suddenly touching him and reacted to it badly. He would come to a conclusion he needed to control himself better, but also think Niou had deserved it.
"I don't happen to give a fuck about your word here." Aaa, the touch. Niou hadn't gripped his hand in so damn many years but he wasn't going to show anything outside here to that .... That. Niou didn't even respect him nor anyone else anymore, not at all. He licked his lips like something alike to predator when Yagyuu glared at him. Oh those glasses. Niou knew what they were for but did he care about that either? Well, maybe just a little, he liked his life that much. "You would do well to know I changed a lot and I don't give a fuck about that old knowledge." Niou sure failed at ordering the Firefox around but he wasn't going to fail at this, this was an almost same thing again. "So come on, let's go." Niou tried to pull Yagyuu with him just a second after his words.
Yagyuu screwed his heels to the floor and refused to budge. He was tired of this debate, which wasn't even a debate as Niou surely knew Yagyuu would never go anywhere with him like this. Not when Niou ordered him and never when his clothes and gloves were filthy. Of course someone might've told him it was just water and would dry leaving no trace of itself behind, but Yagyuu didn't feel it like that. Light reflected from his glasses hiding his eyes from the view as he stubbornly refused to move an inch. "No. I feel disgusting and I am cold. I shall change and then I shall go wherever you wish to take me."
Niou wasn't going to say It's water and will dry.". Those words meant nothing when it was Yagyuu in question. And his own plan was backfiring. Damn, Niou hated when that happened and lately it had happened way too often. Well, he wasn't about to let Yagyuu have his way. He'd rather debate here all day with this devilish smirk on his face than let his plan backfire. "You'll feel much more disgusting and cold sooner or later if you go change at this point. You're coming with me right now." Niou stared at the light's reflection on those glasses. "Sure you can try to avoid it with a glare if I take those glasses off." Niou smirked. Who'd be afraid of a the deadly glare? Well, most people were but Niou had always been different from everyone else.
It was then that Yagyuu understood what Niou was after and gave the other a fed-up look. The disgusting feeling of the clothes was making him anxious and he could feel the skin on his fingers wrinkling. It made a sort of horrified panic rise in him - he wanted dry gloves right NOW. Should his father see his hands now... Yagyuu promised himself to rub healing oil into his hands once he had the gloves off and his hands washed. He looked at the vampire in front of him and tried to reign in his wish to kill Niou right there. There was another tactic he could use. "Please, Niou-kun. Let me go and change. This cannot be as important as for you to make me stand here all day and argue about it." He bowed his head and sighed sadly. He just couldn't crawl in front of this person.
Please? Please?!! Niou looked surprised for about nine seconds and then he looked almost amused. So he had this much power over Yagyuu? Or even more if he continued on their arguing now. What would happen then? Yagyuu going on his knees and begging for Niou to let him go and change? Niou licked his lips. It was almost a delicious sounding idea but Niou didn't feel like getting such behaviour from Yagyuu today. The Trickster tilted his head. "Permission denied, puri."
Hmm. So he wasn't going to get Yagyuu out of here today with those clothes. And yes, Niou knew how much the Gentleman hated cold. So either they'd stay here and argue about this or Niou could do something about this situation right now. Hands pushed Yagyuu's back on the nearest wall and Niou smirked. "Too bad that you want to change. You look almost tolerable when your clothes are soaking wet." Fingers started undoing the buttons. Yagyuu wasn't going to change in his room. Niou just never denied him changing right here. And he could make this look like something else in everyone else's eyes~.
The wall was uncomfortably cold against Yagyuu's back. He shivered and thought to suggest the school got a better heating system before the winter. "Niou-kun." Yagyuu looked down to the fingers opening the buttons of his uniform and sighed again. When he had visualised their meeting before, he hadn't expected to end up being stripped in the middle of the hall with anyone able to walk by and see them. He wondered what Niou wished to gain with this and stopped the other boy's fingers with his. "I don't have a spare uniform with me. Can you please not do this here?" Of course he knew that saying no to Niou Masaharu meant the boy would stop at nothing to be able to do just what he was denied, but it was worth a try. In any case, he would lose the disgusting clothes. It was a win-win situation.
"Puri?" Niou knew his own name, yes, and this time he felt like saying his catch phrase when Yagyuu said the name. He'd ignore everything coming after it anyway. He ignored that sigh. There was no need to sigh, Niou was just about to help the guy in trouble. Yagyuu stopped his fingers and Trickster glared at him. Niou tilted his head, looking at the other vampire as if Yagyuu was the most stupid vampire on Earth. "Can you please make me not want to toss you into a lake when there's no indoor lake here?" In other words: No, Niou wasn't going to stop doing this here. Instead of stopping, he was about to get going. Teeth took hold in Yagyuu's red tie and started untieing it. Sure, it could have been a difficult thing to do for most people but it was the Trickster doing it here and he had trained this. If someone ever thought 'I tied Niou and now he won't get away.' or Niou will never ever untie those shoes' or whatever, that someone would have to see just how wrong the words were.
"I see", Yagyuu just said. He found he was very grateful about the fact no one had thought to instal an indoor lake to the school building. Very grateful indeed. He also found Niou's eagerness to get him undressed queer. But queer was a good word to describe Niou any day. Yagyuu debated for a moment if the fact which made him bothered was that Niou chose to pull off his tie with his teeth or the fact the action brought Niou's pointy fangs a little too close to his neck. "What is this about, Niou-kun? I would like honesty from you this once."
So close to that neck. Niou could literally smell all the blood running under Yagyuu's skin and he took one, very deep breath in. Niou knew the taste from when they were young and idiots but he wasn't interested in tasting it again today. Teeth touched skin lightly by accident as he opened the tie with them. What was this about? Niou gave an evil laugh. "Puri." He wasn't going to answer to the question just yet. Yagyuu wasn't going to get honesty from him either. Never depend on the Trickster unless it's depending on him causing trouble, eh? Fingers pushed Yagyuu's fingers out of the way and continued on undoing the buttons of the uniform. Yes, Niou was an extremely difficult person.
Yagyuu stood still and evened his breath. Niou sure was worse than the last he'd seen him. It seemed he would have to learn the ways to control his old friend all over again. Surely it wasn't good to have Niou rampaging all over the school without any sense of how he was supposed to behave. Yagyuu's jacket came open and he lifted his determined eyes to his rude companion. "I see", he said again. It seemed he could still read what each puri meant, even if he couldn't read what Niou wanted from him. "You can stop there, Niou-kun. I do believe I can do it faster myself."
Evil eyes stared back to Yagyuu's determined ones. "I don't think you see anything." If Yagyuu wanted to be so far away from his previous self, then Niou held the right to be an asshole in this company. Sure, he had gone worse from when they had last seen each other and damn, he was going worse and worse. The Trickster smirked. "Oh my, you should have said something about faster if a quickie is what you want right now...." Niou ripped the shirt in two parts and buttons flew all over the floor.
Now, Niou really didn't need to destroy his shirt. A low growl escaped Yagyuu's check and his eyes narrowed angrily behind his glasses. He didn't want to lose this battle of wills but Niou really didn't make it easy for him to keep his cool. He licked his lips and grabbed the front of the other boy's uniform into his one hand grasp. "A quickie?" He knew the word, even if only from the books he'd read. It hadn't belonged into their vocabulary when they'd been kids. Perhaps it was time to remind his old friend just who he was dealing with. Yagyuu hadn't softened by his father's treatment, if anything, he was harder than ever. Just try and crack this stone, Niou Masaharu, and you'll see another thing coming!
Yagyuu tugged Niou to him and reversed their position. It was Niou's back to the wall now and Yagyuu trapping him there. He very well knew had he not had the element of surprise on his side, he mightn't have succeeded. He knew also to take the most of this time, because a Trickster wasn't easily surprised, and never twice. "Is that what you want right now, Niou-kun?" He leaned closer to sniff Niou's neck, he'd had a taste of it once. Why not again? Though he really wasn't in the mood for that. He merely did it to return the favour. He wasn't going to rip Niou's shirt, however. He wasn't a brute.
"Puri." Niou nodded quickly. Yes, a quickie. It was in Niou's vocabulary nowadays and he loved to abuse it for everything that people did quickly. It gave some space for surprise actions when the person hearing the word 'quickie' always started thinking about sex. True, maybe it wasn't right to use the word that way but Niou didn't care. The Trickster tilted his head when The Gentleman in front of him licked those lips. What? Acting ominous in Niou's company? Sorry, it wasn't going to work. Niou's glare got worse but he smirked at the same time. This looked like a good direction.
The Trickster was surprised after his back found the wall. What the hell? Niou didn't expect this. How could he have expected something like this when Yagyuu seemed to pretend things perfectly? Well, Niou would know the possibility of something like this coming in certain situations from now on. He could even drive Yagyuu to do something like this again if he felt like it in the future. And Niou knew that he had succeeded. A reaction to those action from Yagyuu was the thing he aimed at in the first place so this was definitely excellent. Boredom or some relative to that feeling hit Niou by the time of the question. And who gave Yagyuu the permission to come so close to Niou's neck? "I still prefer long games to see the limits of insanity." Niou sighed and pushed Yagyuu away with his hands and knee. No one - and indeed no one came close to Niou's neck unless Niou allowed it.
Limits of insanity? Yagyuu couldn't help the laugh that rushed to the surface too fast for him to do anything about it and really, he looked quite gorgeous when he laughed freely. He remembered that one. He also remembered thinking about having reached that limit in the darkness he had been bound, when the hunger carved his belly from inside out and his body tried hard to heal without any fresh blood. He let go of Niou very easily and turned to walk towards his room, still chuckling. "Would you like to play cat and mouse with me, Niou-kun." The word floated behind him, not really presenting a question, no matter what the words were. There was one mouse and a cat the mouse needed to beat, and when it did, there were more cats after the mouse's only life. When five cats eventually closed in on the mouse, with no place for the mouse to hide... That's when the mouse gave up. It couldn't win. It could run around and around but the cats always won. Always. Because cats had nine lives. And vampires never died.
Niou couldn't do anything else but stare in confusion. Yagyuu just laughed because Niou said something? Well, of course it had to be Niou saying something because otherwise it could have had pissed Niou off. Anyway, he'd never thought getting that kind of reaction with those words. And yes, Yagyuu looked absolutely gorgeous while he was laughing and so... Free. Niou denied himself of thinking about it though. He'd remember how Yagyuu looked right now but of course he wouldn't admit anything. Yagyuu wasn't gorgeous!
Niou let Yagyuu walk up the stairs while he stayed behind, still holding his own back against the wall. He covered his eyes with his white hair and smirked. "I'm always playing cat and mouse with you and lots of others, Yagyuu." The u in the end was long and Niou's steps started to follow the other boy up the stairs.
Where: From the library to the hallways, on the way to Yagyuu's room or out in Niou's opinion >_>
When: Backlogged like whoah because I failed. Somewhere in the beginning of July.
What: Niou wants to drag Yagyuu out, Yagyuu wants to change his icy cold, wet clothes first. Surprising happens.
Warnings: Language + boys against a wall :P
Rating: PG-13
Comments: Don't have any. Feel free to leave them if you want to ;o
What the Hell?! The bitch was in this school, only one floor upper from Niou's room and he wasn't only ignoring The Trickster. It looked like Yagyuu was avoiding him too. No, things didn't work that way. There were two things Niou hated most of the time - ignoring and avoiding Niou. Sure he was the asshole who ignored and avoided everything if he felt like doing so. It didn't mean anyone had the right to do the same thing to this white haired boy who now stormed to Dusk 502. "Oi, what the..." The room was empty but his stuff were there anyway so at least Niou knew that Yagyuu was in the school. So if the bookworm wasn't in this room, Niou had one place to look for him and he was going to visit another place for a bucket before going to that place.
The devilish Illusionist arrived to the library, looked for Yagyuu there and walked behind him. Without saying a word Niou turned over a bucket of ice cold water just above The Gentleman's head.
Yagyuu Hiroshi was calmly reading the Bible in his usual seat in the library. No, he wasn’t particularly religious nor did he hold much interest in the said book. He had only been strictly told by his father to behave. Behaving in Yagyuu’s case meant holing himself up where no one bothered him and reading. Reading whatever. Starting from A and moving down the alphabet until he reached the end, and then starting from the beginning. He had spent lots of his time reading since he arrived, that is, after he had neatly unpacked his belongings.
There was another reason he spent his time this way. The reason was right behind him - he had felt him the moment the other vampire stepped into the library. His glove-covered fingers stilled on the page he was reading and he straightened his back, preparing himself discreetly for whatever the person planned to greet him with. The greeting, as always, turned out to be as unpleasant as it was destructive. As the ice cold water drenched his hair and clothes, making him shiver despite all restrictions he placed on himself, it also made the page he had been reading quite undecipherable where his hand hadn’t covered it.
Maintaining his cool - which wasn’t hard metaphorically considering he was near-freezing - Yagyuu closed the book and sighed, counting to ten in his mind. “Niou-kun, you are aware of destroying a considerably expensive part of history with your foolish actions just now.” Where he was sure his father would be able to find the exact copy of the book somewhere with a fair price, the book was still valuable.
Little smirk on Niou's face turned wide and devilish when he saw the results of soaking the other boy in icy water. And he even destroyed the book, it was something he wished to do. He sat on a dry part of the table, somewhere near Yagyuu's chair and kicked the bucket with his feet. Oh the librarian wasn't going to listen to this sound for too long but Niou didn't care. He just knew what he wanted to do and this was the place to make some noise right now. "Yagyuu, you are aware of this fact; I don't give a fuck about it," Niou replied coldly and glimpsed the book. "I didn't know you were interested in Christianity." No, he didn't actually believe in Yagyuu being interested in it, actually he knew Yagyuu wasn't interested in it nor any of them, he thought. The sentence was one way to point out that Niou didn't like Yagyuu's so called new best friends.
Pushing the ruined book aside softly, as a contradiction to the noise the other boy was making, Yagyuu set his hands on his lap, grieving his ruined gloves, and lifted his head to give his old friend a patronizing gaze as boring as the book had been. “I’m sure the writer did their best, and the interesting parts were about to start,” he admitted in a round-about way. He always sought to be honest, even if his diplomacy could hardly reach the ears of those who might’ve been offended by him dismissing their hard work.
“How can I help you, Niou-kun?” he asked in polite tones. He was annoyed having been interrupted in this particular way, but grateful nonetheless - Niou had proven him right about something and that pleased him a great deal.
"Oh sure, book with nothing but text and no porn included is a Hell a lot interesting," Niou sounded bored. Bible... Only a thought about it made this boy bored? Bored Niou wasn't good, it always got the trickiest ideas. The words were obviously a lie. Niou didn't need those things in a book, there could be nothing but text as long as the text was interesting. He smirked a little. "So were they about to have a fucking tea ceremony as a definition to something interesting to you?" At least Yagyuu couldn't ignore nor avoid him now. Well, he could but he didn't seem to do it anymore, not right now anyway.
Niou snorted when he heard the question. "You can't, I helped myself." His eyes took a quick and cold look to the Bible. After this his devilish face turned to Yagyuu. "Get up, we're going out." Niou's tone was imperious.
Yagyuu’s hair was still dripping wet and his clothes felt slimy against his skin. It almost made him wrinkle his straight nose with disgust. Instead, he thought about doing it. Enough to make him satisfied. He certainly didn’t care for the other boy’s bossy tones as he told him to follow him out, either. He moved his chair back and stood up on his feet nonetheless. Yagyuu didn’t think he would be able to stay in the wet spot for another moment.
His face completely devoid of any of the thoughts he might’ve had he ignored Niou for the moment, and went to the librarian and apologized to him for the unfortunate accident. He promised sincerely to replace the book. Even if none of this was directly his fault, he was still participant. Then he calmly returned to the other boy. “Shall we, Niou-kun?” He gestured towards the exit, only moving towards it after the other.
Oh, he got up? Niou was about to blink but of course he didn't allow such action from himself in front of Yagyuu. Not right now. It wasn't surprising enough to earn a blink from Niou's eyes. He looked at the chair. It was wet, soaking wet actually. Niou wondered if the school was going to make him pay for it. He didn't actually care and he wasn't going to pay anything anyway so fuck about it.
His eyes followed Yagyuu to the librarian and Niou snorted silently again. It just looked like a little conversation of two librarians which wasn't amusing at all. He certainly didn't want Yagyuu to transform into a brown worm who lives in books! Well, Niou was going to drag him out of this place for a while so it was almost all right this time. Niou "jumped" off of the table and started walking towards the exit. "Today is a cold day, you know." Devilish smirk got to Trickster's face again. Icy water and not so warm weather, maybe wasn't Yagyuu's good day at all.
“I had noticed,” Yagyuu commented dryly. He hated being cold. But letting Niou get under his skin with only one bucket of cold water… No, Yagyuu didn’t think so. In fact, all he was thinking about at the moment was his room and a spare school uniform. And dry gloves. Certainly he couldn’t touch anything with his hands until he changed his gloves. His steps took him determinedly towards that particular direction.
His roommate, a good-mannered aristocrat as Atobe-kun other vice was, had unknowingly driven Yagyuu out of the room by keeping the temperature a great deal lower than Yagyuu’s standards. He didn’t look forward to having to change in that room but it was required. He didn’t want to get sick, a feeble possibility as it was, and the snob in him was sick to his stomach having to wear such uncomfortable clothes. “Considering the weather and the state of my uniform I’m sure you should wait while I take a detour by my room and change.”
Oh, so the worm had taken a look to the outside world? Okay, Niou knew Yagyuu's dislike for cold - it was one of the reasons to soak him in icy water. But there was the difference between knowing it and caring about the matter. They exited the library and Yagyuu's steps took them to some wrong direction. Niou stopped. No, this wasn't what Niou wanted.
"I never said you were allowed to change your clothes before we go out." Niou looked serious, he was serious about it actually. And he wasn't going to allow it. Of course everyone had to dance according to his words. "So no, no detours." Though somewhere inside, in the tiniest place of his personality, Niou almost wanted Yagyuu to change those clothes. He wasn't going to admit anything though.
Suddenly Yagyuu didn’t hear the other steps anymore. He didn’t stop or look behind him, not even when Niou gave voice to his unreasonableannouncement. He didn’t think he needed to tell the other he was going too far, but he told him so anyway: “As sure as I am you might find it amusing to walk around in wet clothes, I cannot say I share this particular character trait.” It would be different if it was Niou doing the walking. “Thus I shall go and change. I’m sorry to say that your permission isn’t something I need.”
Niou could wait here or come with him or disappear, it was all the same to Yagyuu. He needed to get out of these wet clothes, preferably yesterday.
"I find it amusing when you walk around in wet clothes and I walk next to you in dry clothes." It was an honest opinion although Niou didn't show his amusement at the moment. He stared at Yagyuu, frowning more and more as seconds went by. No, he wasn't going to let him change. So Niou walked to him and grabbed his hand. "I said no. Now start walking to the main door and forget the change." Yagyuu didn't deserve the chance to change after all the avoiding and ignoring.
"No, I said no, Niou-kun." Yagyuu didn't change his opinion nor intention. All Niou could do was to make him stop by his grip on his wet gloved hand. Well, perhaps not all, but it was all Yagyuu was about to show outside. "You would do well to remember I am not someone you shall order around." He glared at the other vampire through his glasses, knowing fully well his old friend knew the glasses were what saved him.
Of course, Yagyuu would later look back to the moment and think he had been slightly thrown off by Niou suddenly touching him and reacted to it badly. He would come to a conclusion he needed to control himself better, but also think Niou had deserved it.
"I don't happen to give a fuck about your word here." Aaa, the touch. Niou hadn't gripped his hand in so damn many years but he wasn't going to show anything outside here to that .... That. Niou didn't even respect him nor anyone else anymore, not at all. He licked his lips like something alike to predator when Yagyuu glared at him. Oh those glasses. Niou knew what they were for but did he care about that either? Well, maybe just a little, he liked his life that much. "You would do well to know I changed a lot and I don't give a fuck about that old knowledge." Niou sure failed at ordering the Firefox around but he wasn't going to fail at this, this was an almost same thing again. "So come on, let's go." Niou tried to pull Yagyuu with him just a second after his words.
Yagyuu screwed his heels to the floor and refused to budge. He was tired of this debate, which wasn't even a debate as Niou surely knew Yagyuu would never go anywhere with him like this. Not when Niou ordered him and never when his clothes and gloves were filthy. Of course someone might've told him it was just water and would dry leaving no trace of itself behind, but Yagyuu didn't feel it like that. Light reflected from his glasses hiding his eyes from the view as he stubbornly refused to move an inch. "No. I feel disgusting and I am cold. I shall change and then I shall go wherever you wish to take me."
Niou wasn't going to say It's water and will dry.". Those words meant nothing when it was Yagyuu in question. And his own plan was backfiring. Damn, Niou hated when that happened and lately it had happened way too often. Well, he wasn't about to let Yagyuu have his way. He'd rather debate here all day with this devilish smirk on his face than let his plan backfire. "You'll feel much more disgusting and cold sooner or later if you go change at this point. You're coming with me right now." Niou stared at the light's reflection on those glasses. "Sure you can try to avoid it with a glare if I take those glasses off." Niou smirked. Who'd be afraid of a the deadly glare? Well, most people were but Niou had always been different from everyone else.
It was then that Yagyuu understood what Niou was after and gave the other a fed-up look. The disgusting feeling of the clothes was making him anxious and he could feel the skin on his fingers wrinkling. It made a sort of horrified panic rise in him - he wanted dry gloves right NOW. Should his father see his hands now... Yagyuu promised himself to rub healing oil into his hands once he had the gloves off and his hands washed. He looked at the vampire in front of him and tried to reign in his wish to kill Niou right there. There was another tactic he could use. "Please, Niou-kun. Let me go and change. This cannot be as important as for you to make me stand here all day and argue about it." He bowed his head and sighed sadly. He just couldn't crawl in front of this person.
Please? Please?!! Niou looked surprised for about nine seconds and then he looked almost amused. So he had this much power over Yagyuu? Or even more if he continued on their arguing now. What would happen then? Yagyuu going on his knees and begging for Niou to let him go and change? Niou licked his lips. It was almost a delicious sounding idea but Niou didn't feel like getting such behaviour from Yagyuu today. The Trickster tilted his head. "Permission denied, puri."
Hmm. So he wasn't going to get Yagyuu out of here today with those clothes. And yes, Niou knew how much the Gentleman hated cold. So either they'd stay here and argue about this or Niou could do something about this situation right now. Hands pushed Yagyuu's back on the nearest wall and Niou smirked. "Too bad that you want to change. You look almost tolerable when your clothes are soaking wet." Fingers started undoing the buttons. Yagyuu wasn't going to change in his room. Niou just never denied him changing right here. And he could make this look like something else in everyone else's eyes~.
The wall was uncomfortably cold against Yagyuu's back. He shivered and thought to suggest the school got a better heating system before the winter. "Niou-kun." Yagyuu looked down to the fingers opening the buttons of his uniform and sighed again. When he had visualised their meeting before, he hadn't expected to end up being stripped in the middle of the hall with anyone able to walk by and see them. He wondered what Niou wished to gain with this and stopped the other boy's fingers with his. "I don't have a spare uniform with me. Can you please not do this here?" Of course he knew that saying no to Niou Masaharu meant the boy would stop at nothing to be able to do just what he was denied, but it was worth a try. In any case, he would lose the disgusting clothes. It was a win-win situation.
"Puri?" Niou knew his own name, yes, and this time he felt like saying his catch phrase when Yagyuu said the name. He'd ignore everything coming after it anyway. He ignored that sigh. There was no need to sigh, Niou was just about to help the guy in trouble. Yagyuu stopped his fingers and Trickster glared at him. Niou tilted his head, looking at the other vampire as if Yagyuu was the most stupid vampire on Earth. "Can you please make me not want to toss you into a lake when there's no indoor lake here?" In other words: No, Niou wasn't going to stop doing this here. Instead of stopping, he was about to get going. Teeth took hold in Yagyuu's red tie and started untieing it. Sure, it could have been a difficult thing to do for most people but it was the Trickster doing it here and he had trained this. If someone ever thought 'I tied Niou and now he won't get away.' or Niou will never ever untie those shoes' or whatever, that someone would have to see just how wrong the words were.
"I see", Yagyuu just said. He found he was very grateful about the fact no one had thought to instal an indoor lake to the school building. Very grateful indeed. He also found Niou's eagerness to get him undressed queer. But queer was a good word to describe Niou any day. Yagyuu debated for a moment if the fact which made him bothered was that Niou chose to pull off his tie with his teeth or the fact the action brought Niou's pointy fangs a little too close to his neck. "What is this about, Niou-kun? I would like honesty from you this once."
So close to that neck. Niou could literally smell all the blood running under Yagyuu's skin and he took one, very deep breath in. Niou knew the taste from when they were young and idiots but he wasn't interested in tasting it again today. Teeth touched skin lightly by accident as he opened the tie with them. What was this about? Niou gave an evil laugh. "Puri." He wasn't going to answer to the question just yet. Yagyuu wasn't going to get honesty from him either. Never depend on the Trickster unless it's depending on him causing trouble, eh? Fingers pushed Yagyuu's fingers out of the way and continued on undoing the buttons of the uniform. Yes, Niou was an extremely difficult person.
Yagyuu stood still and evened his breath. Niou sure was worse than the last he'd seen him. It seemed he would have to learn the ways to control his old friend all over again. Surely it wasn't good to have Niou rampaging all over the school without any sense of how he was supposed to behave. Yagyuu's jacket came open and he lifted his determined eyes to his rude companion. "I see", he said again. It seemed he could still read what each puri meant, even if he couldn't read what Niou wanted from him. "You can stop there, Niou-kun. I do believe I can do it faster myself."
Evil eyes stared back to Yagyuu's determined ones. "I don't think you see anything." If Yagyuu wanted to be so far away from his previous self, then Niou held the right to be an asshole in this company. Sure, he had gone worse from when they had last seen each other and damn, he was going worse and worse. The Trickster smirked. "Oh my, you should have said something about faster if a quickie is what you want right now...." Niou ripped the shirt in two parts and buttons flew all over the floor.
Now, Niou really didn't need to destroy his shirt. A low growl escaped Yagyuu's check and his eyes narrowed angrily behind his glasses. He didn't want to lose this battle of wills but Niou really didn't make it easy for him to keep his cool. He licked his lips and grabbed the front of the other boy's uniform into his one hand grasp. "A quickie?" He knew the word, even if only from the books he'd read. It hadn't belonged into their vocabulary when they'd been kids. Perhaps it was time to remind his old friend just who he was dealing with. Yagyuu hadn't softened by his father's treatment, if anything, he was harder than ever. Just try and crack this stone, Niou Masaharu, and you'll see another thing coming!
Yagyuu tugged Niou to him and reversed their position. It was Niou's back to the wall now and Yagyuu trapping him there. He very well knew had he not had the element of surprise on his side, he mightn't have succeeded. He knew also to take the most of this time, because a Trickster wasn't easily surprised, and never twice. "Is that what you want right now, Niou-kun?" He leaned closer to sniff Niou's neck, he'd had a taste of it once. Why not again? Though he really wasn't in the mood for that. He merely did it to return the favour. He wasn't going to rip Niou's shirt, however. He wasn't a brute.
"Puri." Niou nodded quickly. Yes, a quickie. It was in Niou's vocabulary nowadays and he loved to abuse it for everything that people did quickly. It gave some space for surprise actions when the person hearing the word 'quickie' always started thinking about sex. True, maybe it wasn't right to use the word that way but Niou didn't care. The Trickster tilted his head when The Gentleman in front of him licked those lips. What? Acting ominous in Niou's company? Sorry, it wasn't going to work. Niou's glare got worse but he smirked at the same time. This looked like a good direction.
The Trickster was surprised after his back found the wall. What the hell? Niou didn't expect this. How could he have expected something like this when Yagyuu seemed to pretend things perfectly? Well, Niou would know the possibility of something like this coming in certain situations from now on. He could even drive Yagyuu to do something like this again if he felt like it in the future. And Niou knew that he had succeeded. A reaction to those action from Yagyuu was the thing he aimed at in the first place so this was definitely excellent. Boredom or some relative to that feeling hit Niou by the time of the question. And who gave Yagyuu the permission to come so close to Niou's neck? "I still prefer long games to see the limits of insanity." Niou sighed and pushed Yagyuu away with his hands and knee. No one - and indeed no one came close to Niou's neck unless Niou allowed it.
Limits of insanity? Yagyuu couldn't help the laugh that rushed to the surface too fast for him to do anything about it and really, he looked quite gorgeous when he laughed freely. He remembered that one. He also remembered thinking about having reached that limit in the darkness he had been bound, when the hunger carved his belly from inside out and his body tried hard to heal without any fresh blood. He let go of Niou very easily and turned to walk towards his room, still chuckling. "Would you like to play cat and mouse with me, Niou-kun." The word floated behind him, not really presenting a question, no matter what the words were. There was one mouse and a cat the mouse needed to beat, and when it did, there were more cats after the mouse's only life. When five cats eventually closed in on the mouse, with no place for the mouse to hide... That's when the mouse gave up. It couldn't win. It could run around and around but the cats always won. Always. Because cats had nine lives. And vampires never died.
Niou couldn't do anything else but stare in confusion. Yagyuu just laughed because Niou said something? Well, of course it had to be Niou saying something because otherwise it could have had pissed Niou off. Anyway, he'd never thought getting that kind of reaction with those words. And yes, Yagyuu looked absolutely gorgeous while he was laughing and so... Free. Niou denied himself of thinking about it though. He'd remember how Yagyuu looked right now but of course he wouldn't admit anything. Yagyuu wasn't gorgeous!
Niou let Yagyuu walk up the stairs while he stayed behind, still holding his own back against the wall. He covered his eyes with his white hair and smirked. "I'm always playing cat and mouse with you and lots of others, Yagyuu." The u in the end was long and Niou's steps started to follow the other boy up the stairs.