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[Log] Week 1, Day 6

Feb 18, 2010 02:12

Who: Inuzuka Kiba (livesbyinstinct ) and Hyuuga Neji (wingedascension )
Status: Active/Closed
Style: Action
Where: Hisato
When: Week 1, Day 6; Afternoonish.
Rating: Standard PG-13
Warnings: Horrible Love Confessions

( Everything is an absolute b l u r of motion... )

event: valentine's day, *dropped, ~inuzuka kiba, ~hyuuga neji, *closed, !log, location: hisato

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wingedascension February 19 2010, 04:59:42 UTC

[ It's easy enough for Neji to step aside, avoid the wild swing Kiba throws in his direction. It's all rather endearing, how he fights his feelings. Because, of course, Kiba returns his affections, Neji is sure of it. Even if he doesn't, Neji has conquered challenges more fearful than Inuzuka.

A glance at Akamaru, and a swell of affection for the animal overwhelms him. Kiba is a little animalistic, a little rough around the edges. It's part of his appeal, and perhaps Neji can use it to his advantage in relating to the other shinobi.

In the time Kiba takes reorienting himself, Neji grasps a hand in both of his, entwining their fingers while something like warmth glistens in his eyes. ]

Kiba-chan. I'll prove I'm worthy of you. Give me a chance. [ Inclining his head to acknowledge Akamaru -- they're a package deal, Neji knows this well, he releases the dognin's hand. Steps back to sink to his knees. As his uncle had before him, so does Neji double over in a bow of humility. Sincerity.

Grass tickles his face, and his tone deepens. ] ( ... )

livesbyinstinct February 19 2010, 06:59:36 UTC

Kiba-chan?

Kiba-chan.

What. the. freakin'. hell.

Kiba had been called many names during in his life--bastard, idiot, runt, you name it--but he couldn't really remember a time when his name had ever been intimately acquainted with "chan." He sure as hell never used it, and hell would freeze over before his mother did, and his sister had quickly learned it was better not to use it, because they had all come to something of a understanding. It was a sissy term, and he'd be damned if he let Neji continue using it.

Frankly, he didn't even know "chan" existed in the Hyuuga's vocabulary in the first place. It was a pity his swing had missed. Maybe he would've knocked some sense into the bastard.]

Don't you ever, ever call me "chan" anything again, [Kiba said in something of an emerging snarl that was just as confused as it was ticked. Why was he bowing, anyway? Groveling. Kiba didn't care who or what you were, you didn't bow like that to anyone.] In fact, cut the crap. There's your task. And stop groveling, you look like an idiot. [He ( ... )

wingedascension February 20 2010, 02:31:02 UTC

[ Nm. As tasks go, simply standing is so easily accomplished that it can hardly be likened to a task at all. Neji complies immediately, with pleasure.

Because Kiba had, indeed, tasked him, it has to mean, despite his token resistance, the chuunin reciprocates Neji's love. The jounin will take care, lead Kiba gently through the dance of courtship.

Gazing at Kiba now, he wonders why he hadn't noticed the angle of his cheekbones. Wants to trace the curve of them. His palms itch with the need of it.

He doesn't dare. Not yet.

Quietly, so as not to spook the other, Neji tucks Kiba's arm in his own, patting the clawed hand reassuringly. Takes a step toward his home; he's anxious to show Kiba its understated elegance. ]

We've trained well today. Allow me to cook dinner for the both of you. [ He smiles magnificently, just as quickly subdues his features into placidity. ] We can discuss our future over dessert.

livesbyinstinct February 21 2010, 11:04:09 UTC

[The ensuing pleading canine whine earns a withering look from Kiba as he wrenches his arm away from Neji's, stuffing his hands stubbornly--stiffly--into his pockets and out of reach from any wandering hands. Because no, they are not going to take up Neji's invitation just because he offered food. Nor was he gonna prance anywhere arm-in-arm with anybody, Neji least of all. Hell'd do better to freeze over first.

Kiba jogs a few paces down the path, attempting to put some distance between them. Akamaru is close behind him, a smug sort of expression on his muzzle, as if he finds the situation amusing in some way or another. Kiba doesn't. Kiba hadn't even known Neji could cook. That was new. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised--he himself could cook a decent meal if he needed to, though it tended to be more on the rare side of things as far as meals went--but this vibe of sudden domesticity on Neji's part was unnerving. And annoying. And everything else in between. Since when was the Hyuuga actively interested in engaging into anything ( ... )

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