Log: Atobe Keigo and Fuji Syusuke
Who: Atobe Keigo and Fuji Syusuke
What: Meet in the library and talk. A lot of smiles and polite words ahead.
When: The Thursday before Daddy Dearest came to visit
Rating: G/PG?
Comments: Script log, beware.
Atobe: *immersed in his book* Eh? Did you say something? *in whatever language he's reading*
Fuji: *smiles* I said... This looks interesting. Greek?
Atobe: *shakes head to clear it* Ah... *now in English, still not exactly, ah, there* Why, yes, it is. It's quite interesting... ah, damn it. *shakes head again before continuing in Japanese* Do forgive me.
Fuji: *chuckles* Never you mind~ You can speak English if you want to. *actually finds it fascinating that Atobe does, but isn't about to tell him*
Atobe: *switches back to English* Thank you. Though I do speak Japanese just as well, English is my mother tongue.
Fuji: You know... That is strange, as most people sees you as one of Japan's greatest sons, or something like that, nee? *smiles* Personally though... I do think you'd fit in better in England.
Atobe: *raises an eyebrow* Is that another way of saying "I'd like to see you go to the other side of Earth and stay there"?
Fuji: *smile widens*
Atobe: *chuckle* I'm not exactly an exemplary Japanese anyway, am I? *smirk* My colouring's Western, I grew up in England, I prefer Western cuisine and culture and if caught off guard, I'll speak English rather than Japanese.
Fuji: Well, I'd say it definitely makes you more interesting than the usual spoiled little rich boy. *smirks*
Atobe: Careful, there. *smirk smirk* Show too much interest and Eishirou'll take a dislike on you.
Fuji: *eyebrow quirk* Oh? *purrs* Think he'll punish me if he does? And if he does... Would that make you dislike me?
Atobe: *smirk widens* The last time he saw someone as a threat to our relationship... well. Had I been a minute later to stop him, Wakato might have avoided a few weeks in hospital... by going straight to his grave.
Fuji: So. *takes a seat next to Atobe, prudently folding his hands in his lap* That was what all that was about. *smiles* Sounds... Intense.
Atobe: Yes. *nod* Though, to partly answer your earlier question... I do not dislike Wakato despite his actions. In fact *the slightest bit of hesitation* I might even call him a... friend.
Fuji: *leans slightly forward* Oh? And these... actions. Sounds to me like he did a little more than just teasing you, eh?
Atobe: *pauses* He... pretended to be me. Stole my wig and all. I returned from England -- from my grandma's funeral -- to find Eishirou embracing... another me.
Fuji: .... *is silent for a moment, looks up, eyes half open as he gazes at Atobe* I'm surprised and more than impressed that you manage to view Wakato-kun as your friend then.
Atobe: *dry tone* I'm certainly surprised as well... but I do think he paid for his little crime more than enough. *off-handedly* I never got the blood off my shirt.
Fuji: *the silence stretches out again, then he leans back in his chair and smiles* I guess I'm in debt to Kite-kun, then.
Atobe: *eyebrows fly high* Why would you say that?
Fuji: *chuckles* Saa~
Atobe: *sets a bookmark between the pages before closing his book and turning to look at Fuji* Explain, please.
Fuji: Well... *smiles, slowly crossing his arms over his chest* Promise not to tell?
Atobe: ...That would depend on what it is.
Fuji: That's no fun. That kind of answer would require that I tell you what it is before I can get a promise from you. *pout*
Atobe: Fine. If it's nothing that would require me to be jealous or that could potentially harm Eishirou, I promise not to tell anyone.
Fuji: *lightens up and laughs* Very well then~ If it weren't for Kite-kun landing Wakato-kun in the hospital, I never would have talked to him over the journals... And then he never would have suggested that I wear a nurse outfit~ And that was so much fun. *smiles sweetly*
Atobe: lips twitch ...I might have survived without knowing that particular detail.
Fuji: *smiles* Well, you did want to know, nee?
Atobe: I guess I did. However, you could have just ended your explanation before you mentioned anything about yourself dressed up as a nurse.
Fuji: *smiles innocently* I have pictures if you're interested.
Atobe: ...No. I'm not. No offense meant, but my tastes go more for the masculine side of the scale.
Fuji: *purrs* So you're saying I'm not masculine? *slowly glides to his feet* I'm flattered.
Atobe: I'm saying that wearing a nurse outfit is not masculine.
Fuji: *smiles* It's been nice talking to you, Atobe~ ♥
Atobe: *eyebrows high once again* Likewise, Fuji.
Fuji: *waves* See you around~ *whistles a happy little tune as he walks out of the library, a small book under his arm*
Atobe: *looks after Fuji for a moment, then snorts, shakes his head, and resumes reading*
What: Meet in the library and talk. A lot of smiles and polite words ahead.
When: The Thursday before Daddy Dearest came to visit
Rating: G/PG?
Comments: Script log, beware.
Atobe: *immersed in his book* Eh? Did you say something? *in whatever language he's reading*
Fuji: *smiles* I said... This looks interesting. Greek?
Atobe: *shakes head to clear it* Ah... *now in English, still not exactly, ah, there* Why, yes, it is. It's quite interesting... ah, damn it. *shakes head again before continuing in Japanese* Do forgive me.
Fuji: *chuckles* Never you mind~ You can speak English if you want to. *actually finds it fascinating that Atobe does, but isn't about to tell him*
Atobe: *switches back to English* Thank you. Though I do speak Japanese just as well, English is my mother tongue.
Fuji: You know... That is strange, as most people sees you as one of Japan's greatest sons, or something like that, nee? *smiles* Personally though... I do think you'd fit in better in England.
Atobe: *raises an eyebrow* Is that another way of saying "I'd like to see you go to the other side of Earth and stay there"?
Fuji: *smile widens*
Atobe: *chuckle* I'm not exactly an exemplary Japanese anyway, am I? *smirk* My colouring's Western, I grew up in England, I prefer Western cuisine and culture and if caught off guard, I'll speak English rather than Japanese.
Fuji: Well, I'd say it definitely makes you more interesting than the usual spoiled little rich boy. *smirks*
Atobe: Careful, there. *smirk smirk* Show too much interest and Eishirou'll take a dislike on you.
Fuji: *eyebrow quirk* Oh? *purrs* Think he'll punish me if he does? And if he does... Would that make you dislike me?
Atobe: *smirk widens* The last time he saw someone as a threat to our relationship... well. Had I been a minute later to stop him, Wakato might have avoided a few weeks in hospital... by going straight to his grave.
Fuji: So. *takes a seat next to Atobe, prudently folding his hands in his lap* That was what all that was about. *smiles* Sounds... Intense.
Atobe: Yes. *nod* Though, to partly answer your earlier question... I do not dislike Wakato despite his actions. In fact *the slightest bit of hesitation* I might even call him a... friend.
Fuji: *leans slightly forward* Oh? And these... actions. Sounds to me like he did a little more than just teasing you, eh?
Atobe: *pauses* He... pretended to be me. Stole my wig and all. I returned from England -- from my grandma's funeral -- to find Eishirou embracing... another me.
Fuji: .... *is silent for a moment, looks up, eyes half open as he gazes at Atobe* I'm surprised and more than impressed that you manage to view Wakato-kun as your friend then.
Atobe: *dry tone* I'm certainly surprised as well... but I do think he paid for his little crime more than enough. *off-handedly* I never got the blood off my shirt.
Fuji: *the silence stretches out again, then he leans back in his chair and smiles* I guess I'm in debt to Kite-kun, then.
Atobe: *eyebrows fly high* Why would you say that?
Fuji: *chuckles* Saa~
Atobe: *sets a bookmark between the pages before closing his book and turning to look at Fuji* Explain, please.
Fuji: Well... *smiles, slowly crossing his arms over his chest* Promise not to tell?
Atobe: ...That would depend on what it is.
Fuji: That's no fun. That kind of answer would require that I tell you what it is before I can get a promise from you. *pout*
Atobe: Fine. If it's nothing that would require me to be jealous or that could potentially harm Eishirou, I promise not to tell anyone.
Fuji: *lightens up and laughs* Very well then~ If it weren't for Kite-kun landing Wakato-kun in the hospital, I never would have talked to him over the journals... And then he never would have suggested that I wear a nurse outfit~ And that was so much fun. *smiles sweetly*
Atobe: lips twitch ...I might have survived without knowing that particular detail.
Fuji: *smiles* Well, you did want to know, nee?
Atobe: I guess I did. However, you could have just ended your explanation before you mentioned anything about yourself dressed up as a nurse.
Fuji: *smiles innocently* I have pictures if you're interested.
Atobe: ...No. I'm not. No offense meant, but my tastes go more for the masculine side of the scale.
Fuji: *purrs* So you're saying I'm not masculine? *slowly glides to his feet* I'm flattered.
Atobe: I'm saying that wearing a nurse outfit is not masculine.
Fuji: *smiles* It's been nice talking to you, Atobe~ ♥
Atobe: *eyebrows high once again* Likewise, Fuji.
Fuji: *waves* See you around~ *whistles a happy little tune as he walks out of the library, a small book under his arm*
Atobe: *looks after Fuji for a moment, then snorts, shakes his head, and resumes reading*