[Log Complete] Kon, Ishida

[kon_ditional]

Title: Closet Denial
Characters: Ishida, Kon
Locale: After this post
Timeframe: Late Afternoon
What: Kon helps Ishida cross that river in Egypt
Rating/Warning: Medium, boy talking about girls, boys and crossdressing

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[sewnotgay]

He pulled the ends of the rose-colored paper slightly and there in his hand was a beautiful paper flower. He set it down with the other origami paper flowers and pushed his glasses up his nose. Though he wasn't smiling, he was proud of his work like all his other work. Besides, it was the only thing he would be satisfied with.

Just when he was about to take another piece of paper, he jumped slightly in his seat. "Wha-wha-wha-what?" he looked around, but then stopped to realize it was that Kurosaki Ichigo-look-a-like who knew nothing of sewing though he acted like he did. "Oh...it's you." he started, scowling slightly as he tried to composed himself, "Explain what?"

[kon_ditional]

Kon's grin was out in full force, "Explain why you're here, Fussypants! You sounded like you needed to get something off your chest! SO HERE I AM! READY TO LISTEN!"

To further prove his point the teen pulled out an empty chair next to Ishida. However, before he flopped down onto the seat, Kon carefully and reverently moved the origami flowers aside, so he wouldn't crush them. Sure, Kon may be a little energetic sometimes, but he wasn't going to wreck someone's hard work by being careless. Kon put on his best listening face and tried to stop his right leg from bouncing with restless energy. He was just so~ curious!

[sewnotgay]

Wasn't there a saying that 'curiosity killed the cat'? Apparently Kon had never heard of that saying, Ishida thought. And what was with this 'Fussypants' name calling anyway?

"Well, I don't want to talk," The darked haired boy replied without turning to look at the other person. Ishida took one of the books from one of the book stacks and opened it to a random page and started to read whatever it was there.

Hopefully if he ignored the Kurosaki-look-a-like, he would go away. Hopefully.

[kon_ditional]

Kon, if nothing else, was persistent. "Bah," the orange haired teen waved his hand, pushing Ishida’s words aside, "Everybody wants to talk. If people didn’t talk, even to themselves, they’d wither away like flowers. I’m sure there’s SOMETHING you want to talk about!" Kon prattled on, cheerfully ignoring the dark haired boy’s attempt to ignore him.