LOG: Saeki/Shishido
LOG: Saeki/Shishido. Regarding recent events.
Saeki:: *sets Shishido's textbook neatly on the table and hovers, waiting*
Shishido: *knock knock knock*
Saeki: *goes and opens door wide* No one tried to molest you on the way?
Shishido: *looks at him skeptically* Do I look like I was molested?
Saeki: I found your textbook. *heads inside*
Shishido: *follows him inside* Why? Was it lost in your room or something?
Saeki: I mean I just- *picks it up and pushes it at Shishido* There.
Shishido: *frowns and takes it* Are you expecting me to say something?
Saeki: What?
Shishido: *flips the book open and then slams it shut* I don't know! *stares at the book* Don't act lame.
Saeki: Do you want a drink?
Shishido: Do you still have lemonade?
Saeki: In cartons.
Shishido: Then I'll have some of that.
Saeki: *kitchens it* *offers with a FLOURISH* Chitose is around.
Shishido: *frowns* Really? *lowers his voice so maybe Chitose won't hear he's there* Lame.
Saeki: *watches him* Does it matter?
Shishido: I don't feel like talking to him.
Saeki: He probably doesn't feel like talking to you.
Shishido: ...well. FINE then. *takes a sip of his lemonade*
Saeki: *folds arms and leans against counter*
Shishido: *looks up at him and continues drinking his lemonade slowly and acting like he's just SO thirsty*
Saeki: Don't do that.
Shishido: *lowers it* Do what?
Saeki: Drink it like- Do you want to dump your bag and go for a walk?
Shishido: A walk around the block or something?
Saeki: Sure.
Shishido: *sets his glass down and drops his bag* Yeah, sounds good to me.
Saeki: *resists grabbing Shishido's wrist and dragging him out* *Instead goes to door and opens it*
Shishido: *zips his sweatshirt up and follows after him, grabbing Saeki's wrist on the way past him* Close the door behind you.
Saeki: *kicks door shut and pulls wrist away* You're going to write the Sex Ed essay alone?
Shishido: ... *shoves his hands in his pockets* Atobe was giving me a hard time about copying yours.
Saeki: *walks alongside down the road* I copied your math before.
Shishido: He called me Tachibana. *shrugs*
Saeki: Okay... I still owe you one.
Shishido: It's fine. It doesn't take me long to do them.
Saeki: I said to Chitose we might go talk in the park. Want to?
Shishido: Why? Is he going to meet us there?
Saeki: I suggested it to get out of the apartment.
Shishido: Is this going to be a lame talk?
Saeki: *stops walking* I will walk you home right now if you don't want to be here.
Shishido: *turns around and shakes his head* No it's fine!
Saeki: Good because I wasn't going to let you go.
Shishido: *takes a deep breath* Then why'd you offer?
Saeki: *walks to the park* Come on.
Shishido: *sees the slide and climbing structure come into view* Normal talking is fine.
Saeki: We normal talk? *pushes gate open and zips to the swings*
Shishido: Well ye--hmph. *groans and jogs after him*
Saeki: *sits and swings* All the kids are home by now since it's getting dark,
Shishido: *stands next to the swings, leaning up against the pole* Obviously. Who goes to the park this late?
Saeki: Us.
Shishido: We don't count. We're here now.
Saeki: Take a swing.
Shishido: *walks over and sits on the swing* All right.
Saeki: Have you ever been electrocuted?
Shishido: No. *looks over at him* I meant to ask you about that.
Saeki: It was mild, I mean more like, had a complete shock out of no where?
Shishido: *pushes his feet through the sand* Maybe after walking on a shaggy carpet.
Saeki: ...
Saeki: *leans back, keeping hold of swing chains and laughs*
Shishido: *looks over at him* Yes.
Saeki: You're just friends and eating cheese sandwiches?
Shishido: *cringes* We just played tennis and ate sandwiches.
Saeki: *swings and kicks at sand* Hm.
Shishido: What? Don't be lame!
Saeki: *stands up* That's not fair.
Shishido: What's not fair? *glares at him and crosses his arms* You think I'm just going to skip back to him or something?
Saeki: You think he can turn up again and play tennis and make you cheese sandwiches and I'll chuckle warmly throughout?
Shishido: ...that's all he's doing though.
Shishido: And writing fanfiction.
Shishido: Which is kind of lame. But we can pretend he's not doing that.
Saeki: Why pretend?
Shishido: Because it's pretty lame.
Saeki: Are you okay?
Shishido: Yeah, why wouldn't I be? How about you?
Saeki: I didn't think he'd come back and still have a grudge.
Shishido: You guys could be friends?
Saeki: *steps away from swings and points* I could be a lot lamer.
Shishido: No you--wait what? Why?
Saeki: He said he hates me, twice. You saw that?
Shishido: Twice? Haha. No I think I missed the second one.
Saeki: He said he'd cut me, which is funny but still-- And you say we could be friends.
Shishido: *kicks Saeki's empty swing* Fine! You don't have to be friends!
Saeki: But you're going to be friends.
Shishido: What do you want me to do?
Saeki: I trust you.
Shishido: Really?
Saeki: *cracks up* No. This is all rubbish.
Shishido: *almost falls off his swing but grabs onto the chain* Wait you don't?!
Saeki: *moves and grabs Shishido's swing chain over the top of his hands, holding him there* I'm not going to make it pretty for you. I'm not risking that. I'm not risking anything.
Shishido: *holds himself up and looks at him* Yeah but I said we were just going to be friends.
Saeki: Exactly, you're already caving.
Shishido: No I'm not! I said I just wanted to be friends! I'm not CAVING.
Saeki: *leans in close* What does that mean?
Shishido: What does what mean? Friends? Exactly what I said!
Saeki: You're like a brick wall.
Shishido: I know! So you have nothing to worry about!
Saeki: That's not- *drops chains and steps away*
Shishido: *falls over backwards onto the sand* HEY-- *stands up on his knees* Asshole!
Saeki: You don't preempt stuff. You don't seem to realise and you even encourage it, leave openings, and you're so predictable in a lot of ways.
Shishido: *leans his arms on the swing* I only encouraged him wanting to be friends again.
Saeki: You encouraged me sometimes eight months ago.
Shishido: I did? *sinks down slightly*
Saeki: *kneels and clenches a handful of sand and goes over to drop it over Shishido's head*
Shishido: *glares up at him* DON'T EVEN DO IT.
Saeki: *waggles fist* Then listen.
Shishido: *bats Saeki's fist* I have been listening!
Saeki: Have you?
Shishido: *nods and stands up* Yeah.
Saeki: *stares at him, still holding fist of sand out pointlessly* I've only ever wanted you.
Saeki: You can't say the same. *opens hand and lets go of sand*
Shishido: That's not my fault though. *looks down at his hand* Though it was also a little while ago.
Saeki: *drops down and draws a finger through the sand, writing both their names*
Shishido: *looks down* You're so-- *rethinks this and holds back at the last second* Don't worry, okay?
Saeki: *glances up* Man, I think I'm starting to understand those stupid hooligan kids who write their names all over stuff- desks, walls, subways and things.
Shishido: I didn't know people actually did that kind of thing.
Saeki: Hyoutei brat.
Shishido: Don't call me that. You're one too.
Saeki: ... *looks at sand letters*
Shishido: *slumps down on the ground on top of their names* Stop being lame.
Saeki: Your trainer is digging into my name.
Shishido: *scoots back on his knees* Not anymore.
Saeki: *thumps at sand* It doesn't matter anyway.
Shishido: I could write it back? *starts tracing his name back*
Saeki: *grabs Shishido's wrist* Don't encourage me. *pulls his own trainer off and smudges the letters*
Saeki: We don't need it and I'm best barefoot.
Shishido: *freezes and looks up at him* Don't--what? *frowns* Saeki.
Saeki: *looks at him and widens eyes* No, no. I mean- *slides hand over Shishido's* I'm happiest barefoot, like at the beach in Chiba.
Saeki: *leans closer* But I'm always barefoot with you, if that makes sense.
Shishido: Haha...no not really. But that's all right.
Saeki: *starts laughing* I- hmm. We have too much stash at home and I've been worried. *balances trainer on Shishido's head*
Shishido: What do you mean? *pulls the trainer onto his lap*
Saeki: *takes trainer and rebalances* Chitose and I have over-indulged, but that's your fault. You're still the sea to my shore or something. The penguin to my albatross.
Shishido: *shakes his head* You're not making any sense!
Saeki: I'm scared now he's back.
Shishido: Well stop! *pushes the trainer off his head again*
Saeki: *takes trainer and puts it back on* Okay.
Shishido: I'm-- *pushes the sand around* I'm not going to break up with you for him.
Saeki: If you did...
Shishido: I just told you I wasn't going to!
Shishido: I really like being with you. Though you're not going to make me say anything lame and sappy.
Saeki: *stands up and offers hand* Stay over and let's forget about it.
Shishido: Are you going to?
Saeki: Make me forget.
Shishido: ... *takes his hand, standing up and kissing him quickly*
Saeki: *takes a sharp breath and tightens fingers around Shishido's hand*
Saeki: I'll make you any sandwich you like.
Shishido: *smirks and wraps an arm around Saeki* Cheese sandwiches. No marmite. Lettuce and tomato.
Saeki: Tomato. *makes a face on purpose and presses a hand to the small of Shishido's back* I'll see what I can do.
Shishido: *stays the night and forgets to write his essay*
END
Saeki:: *sets Shishido's textbook neatly on the table and hovers, waiting*
Shishido: *knock knock knock*
Saeki: *goes and opens door wide* No one tried to molest you on the way?
Shishido: *looks at him skeptically* Do I look like I was molested?
Saeki: I found your textbook. *heads inside*
Shishido: *follows him inside* Why? Was it lost in your room or something?
Saeki: I mean I just- *picks it up and pushes it at Shishido* There.
Shishido: *frowns and takes it* Are you expecting me to say something?
Saeki: What?
Shishido: *flips the book open and then slams it shut* I don't know! *stares at the book* Don't act lame.
Saeki: Do you want a drink?
Shishido: Do you still have lemonade?
Saeki: In cartons.
Shishido: Then I'll have some of that.
Saeki: *kitchens it* *offers with a FLOURISH* Chitose is around.
Shishido: *frowns* Really? *lowers his voice so maybe Chitose won't hear he's there* Lame.
Saeki: *watches him* Does it matter?
Shishido: I don't feel like talking to him.
Saeki: He probably doesn't feel like talking to you.
Shishido: ...well. FINE then. *takes a sip of his lemonade*
Saeki: *folds arms and leans against counter*
Shishido: *looks up at him and continues drinking his lemonade slowly and acting like he's just SO thirsty*
Saeki: Don't do that.
Shishido: *lowers it* Do what?
Saeki: Drink it like- Do you want to dump your bag and go for a walk?
Shishido: A walk around the block or something?
Saeki: Sure.
Shishido: *sets his glass down and drops his bag* Yeah, sounds good to me.
Saeki: *resists grabbing Shishido's wrist and dragging him out* *Instead goes to door and opens it*
Shishido: *zips his sweatshirt up and follows after him, grabbing Saeki's wrist on the way past him* Close the door behind you.
Saeki: *kicks door shut and pulls wrist away* You're going to write the Sex Ed essay alone?
Shishido: ... *shoves his hands in his pockets* Atobe was giving me a hard time about copying yours.
Saeki: *walks alongside down the road* I copied your math before.
Shishido: He called me Tachibana. *shrugs*
Saeki: Okay... I still owe you one.
Shishido: It's fine. It doesn't take me long to do them.
Saeki: I said to Chitose we might go talk in the park. Want to?
Shishido: Why? Is he going to meet us there?
Saeki: I suggested it to get out of the apartment.
Shishido: Is this going to be a lame talk?
Saeki: *stops walking* I will walk you home right now if you don't want to be here.
Shishido: *turns around and shakes his head* No it's fine!
Saeki: Good because I wasn't going to let you go.
Shishido: *takes a deep breath* Then why'd you offer?
Saeki: *walks to the park* Come on.
Shishido: *sees the slide and climbing structure come into view* Normal talking is fine.
Saeki: We normal talk? *pushes gate open and zips to the swings*
Shishido: Well ye--hmph. *groans and jogs after him*
Saeki: *sits and swings* All the kids are home by now since it's getting dark,
Shishido: *stands next to the swings, leaning up against the pole* Obviously. Who goes to the park this late?
Saeki: Us.
Shishido: We don't count. We're here now.
Saeki: Take a swing.
Shishido: *walks over and sits on the swing* All right.
Saeki: Have you ever been electrocuted?
Shishido: No. *looks over at him* I meant to ask you about that.
Saeki: It was mild, I mean more like, had a complete shock out of no where?
Shishido: *pushes his feet through the sand* Maybe after walking on a shaggy carpet.
Saeki: ...
Saeki: *leans back, keeping hold of swing chains and laughs*
Shishido: *looks over at him* Yes.
Saeki: You're just friends and eating cheese sandwiches?
Shishido: *cringes* We just played tennis and ate sandwiches.
Saeki: *swings and kicks at sand* Hm.
Shishido: What? Don't be lame!
Saeki: *stands up* That's not fair.
Shishido: What's not fair? *glares at him and crosses his arms* You think I'm just going to skip back to him or something?
Saeki: You think he can turn up again and play tennis and make you cheese sandwiches and I'll chuckle warmly throughout?
Shishido: ...that's all he's doing though.
Shishido: And writing fanfiction.
Shishido: Which is kind of lame. But we can pretend he's not doing that.
Saeki: Why pretend?
Shishido: Because it's pretty lame.
Saeki: Are you okay?
Shishido: Yeah, why wouldn't I be? How about you?
Saeki: I didn't think he'd come back and still have a grudge.
Shishido: You guys could be friends?
Saeki: *steps away from swings and points* I could be a lot lamer.
Shishido: No you--wait what? Why?
Saeki: He said he hates me, twice. You saw that?
Shishido: Twice? Haha. No I think I missed the second one.
Saeki: He said he'd cut me, which is funny but still-- And you say we could be friends.
Shishido: *kicks Saeki's empty swing* Fine! You don't have to be friends!
Saeki: But you're going to be friends.
Shishido: What do you want me to do?
Saeki: I trust you.
Shishido: Really?
Saeki: *cracks up* No. This is all rubbish.
Shishido: *almost falls off his swing but grabs onto the chain* Wait you don't?!
Saeki: *moves and grabs Shishido's swing chain over the top of his hands, holding him there* I'm not going to make it pretty for you. I'm not risking that. I'm not risking anything.
Shishido: *holds himself up and looks at him* Yeah but I said we were just going to be friends.
Saeki: Exactly, you're already caving.
Shishido: No I'm not! I said I just wanted to be friends! I'm not CAVING.
Saeki: *leans in close* What does that mean?
Shishido: What does what mean? Friends? Exactly what I said!
Saeki: You're like a brick wall.
Shishido: I know! So you have nothing to worry about!
Saeki: That's not- *drops chains and steps away*
Shishido: *falls over backwards onto the sand* HEY-- *stands up on his knees* Asshole!
Saeki: You don't preempt stuff. You don't seem to realise and you even encourage it, leave openings, and you're so predictable in a lot of ways.
Shishido: *leans his arms on the swing* I only encouraged him wanting to be friends again.
Saeki: You encouraged me sometimes eight months ago.
Shishido: I did? *sinks down slightly*
Saeki: *kneels and clenches a handful of sand and goes over to drop it over Shishido's head*
Shishido: *glares up at him* DON'T EVEN DO IT.
Saeki: *waggles fist* Then listen.
Shishido: *bats Saeki's fist* I have been listening!
Saeki: Have you?
Shishido: *nods and stands up* Yeah.
Saeki: *stares at him, still holding fist of sand out pointlessly* I've only ever wanted you.
Saeki: You can't say the same. *opens hand and lets go of sand*
Shishido: That's not my fault though. *looks down at his hand* Though it was also a little while ago.
Saeki: *drops down and draws a finger through the sand, writing both their names*
Shishido: *looks down* You're so-- *rethinks this and holds back at the last second* Don't worry, okay?
Saeki: *glances up* Man, I think I'm starting to understand those stupid hooligan kids who write their names all over stuff- desks, walls, subways and things.
Shishido: I didn't know people actually did that kind of thing.
Saeki: Hyoutei brat.
Shishido: Don't call me that. You're one too.
Saeki: ... *looks at sand letters*
Shishido: *slumps down on the ground on top of their names* Stop being lame.
Saeki: Your trainer is digging into my name.
Shishido: *scoots back on his knees* Not anymore.
Saeki: *thumps at sand* It doesn't matter anyway.
Shishido: I could write it back? *starts tracing his name back*
Saeki: *grabs Shishido's wrist* Don't encourage me. *pulls his own trainer off and smudges the letters*
Saeki: We don't need it and I'm best barefoot.
Shishido: *freezes and looks up at him* Don't--what? *frowns* Saeki.
Saeki: *looks at him and widens eyes* No, no. I mean- *slides hand over Shishido's* I'm happiest barefoot, like at the beach in Chiba.
Saeki: *leans closer* But I'm always barefoot with you, if that makes sense.
Shishido: Haha...no not really. But that's all right.
Saeki: *starts laughing* I- hmm. We have too much stash at home and I've been worried. *balances trainer on Shishido's head*
Shishido: What do you mean? *pulls the trainer onto his lap*
Saeki: *takes trainer and rebalances* Chitose and I have over-indulged, but that's your fault. You're still the sea to my shore or something. The penguin to my albatross.
Shishido: *shakes his head* You're not making any sense!
Saeki: I'm scared now he's back.
Shishido: Well stop! *pushes the trainer off his head again*
Saeki: *takes trainer and puts it back on* Okay.
Shishido: I'm-- *pushes the sand around* I'm not going to break up with you for him.
Saeki: If you did...
Shishido: I just told you I wasn't going to!
Shishido: I really like being with you. Though you're not going to make me say anything lame and sappy.
Saeki: *stands up and offers hand* Stay over and let's forget about it.
Shishido: Are you going to?
Saeki: Make me forget.
Shishido: ... *takes his hand, standing up and kissing him quickly*
Saeki: *takes a sharp breath and tightens fingers around Shishido's hand*
Saeki: I'll make you any sandwich you like.
Shishido: *smirks and wraps an arm around Saeki* Cheese sandwiches. No marmite. Lettuce and tomato.
Saeki: Tomato. *makes a face on purpose and presses a hand to the small of Shishido's back* I'll see what I can do.
Shishido: *stays the night and forgets to write his essay*
END