closed, in-progress
Characters: Doumeki Shizuka (
doyomeku), Watanuki Kimihiro (
domesticboy), and perhaps Ichihara Yuuko (
laxbellexdame)
Date/Time: holy fuck way back when Jan 19, 20:00
Location: Somewhere in the city
Rating: PG-13, tops. Alas.
Summary: Watanuki's got an errand, and Doumeki has nothing better to do.
The plastic bag slid down Shizuka's arm, and he rearranged it absentmindedly. To the people on the street, he probably did not seem particularly out of place, but anyone who knew him might have noticed a nonchalance that seemed more forced than usual. He knew that there was no reason for this - after all, he was only carrying a newspaper and a few food items in said bag. Yet he did not relax with this knowledge.
He did, however, slow his steps as he left the commercial area and nearer to his university-rented flat. Here he was rather safer than around the other shoppers. He had taken care to be completely unable to be framed for anything, but he couldn't control everything that happened. And what he had been doing had not quite been legal. Fortunately, this time he had pulled it off once more, and now he was nearly -
He paused, looking down a sidestreet and recognising the figure walking in the opposite direction of his flat. What was Watanuki doing in this part of town at this time of day? Shizuka glanced down at the plastic bag, but then shrugged and continued walking in a new direction. He could carry the newspaper around for a little longer. It was more important to find out what Watanuki was doing - because if there was something Shizuka could do, it would be done.
doyomeku), Watanuki Kimihiro (
domesticboy), and perhaps Ichihara Yuuko (
laxbellexdame)
Date/Time: holy fuck way back when Jan 19, 20:00
Location: Somewhere in the city
Rating: PG-13, tops. Alas.
Summary: Watanuki's got an errand, and Doumeki has nothing better to do.
The plastic bag slid down Shizuka's arm, and he rearranged it absentmindedly. To the people on the street, he probably did not seem particularly out of place, but anyone who knew him might have noticed a nonchalance that seemed more forced than usual. He knew that there was no reason for this - after all, he was only carrying a newspaper and a few food items in said bag. Yet he did not relax with this knowledge.
He did, however, slow his steps as he left the commercial area and nearer to his university-rented flat. Here he was rather safer than around the other shoppers. He had taken care to be completely unable to be framed for anything, but he couldn't control everything that happened. And what he had been doing had not quite been legal. Fortunately, this time he had pulled it off once more, and now he was nearly -
He paused, looking down a sidestreet and recognising the figure walking in the opposite direction of his flat. What was Watanuki doing in this part of town at this time of day? Shizuka glanced down at the plastic bag, but then shrugged and continued walking in a new direction. He could carry the newspaper around for a little longer. It was more important to find out what Watanuki was doing - because if there was something Shizuka could do, it would be done.