As requested by the brilliant murinae! While we're all procrastinating on writing our submissions, why not write a round-robin fic as a comm? Here are the rules
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Re: One Round Robin
anonymous
April 1 2007, 02:12:47 UTC
Touya Akira promptly reached over and snatched the book out of Hikaru's hands.
"I didn't mean literally!" Hikaru imediately danced around, trying to retrieve the errant piece of literature. Touya, having had much experience fending off attacks by wildly dancing Hikarus (whether on the board or off), merely planted a palm in the middle of Hikaru's forehead, effectively stopping him. With his other hand, Touya agilely flipped open the book.
Both eyebrows immediately raised skyward. "What are you reading this sort of literature -- and I use that word losely -- for?!"
Ogata made his way down to garage at the Five Stars institute. It had been a long day. Having played host to the Annual Children's Touranment had made for a rather raucous sort of day. He looked forward to a quiet night at home with nothing but the soothing burble of his aquarium and the newest jazz CD in the background.
What he wasn't expecting was one Shindou Hikaru, leaning against his sports car and looking like he was going to be rather loud and raucous himself. The younger pro had his arms crossed. His expression was storming.
Ogata looked down at the younger pro lounging on his car, a hint of distaste crossing his features. "I hear you young ones don't deal with conversation," he replied.
"No wonder Touya's such an old man, if he hears you talk like that all the time," Hikaru swiftly returned, rapping on the passenger window with his knuckles. "Anyway, it's about Touya, and you're the first person that came to mind. It needs to be private, so give me a ride."
The older man's gaze sharpened. "What about Akira?"
Shindou insisted on keeping silent - silent about what he actually wanted to talk about, he was quite vocal otherwise - until they both had gotten into the car and Ogata was driving them down a busy Tokyo street. Normally Ogata didn't give into insolent demands made by rude young boys (certain kinds of insolent demands by certain kinds of women were another thing altogether), but one: Shindou was incredibly stubborn; two: he was incredibly intriguing (well, Sai was); and three: Ogata had discovered that the best method of dealing with Shindou was matching his bizarre behavior both during and outside of a game.
Ogata waited. Shindou fidgeted.
"You have to make him stop," he suddenly blurted, startling Ogata just enough that he almost mowed down two potted plants in front of a hotel.
God fucking dammit.
"Stop him doing what," Ogata ground out, when he was safely back in the lane and had given the porter the finger.
Re: Two Round Robin
anonymous
April 1 2007, 08:07:55 UTC
Hikaru turned around, grinning. "Isumi," he said. "Want some cake?"
Looking at the kitchen, Isumi gaped for a moment, and then finally found his voice. "Is there actually some cake that isn't already on the floor, walls, or counters?"
Re: Two Round Robin
anonymous
April 3 2007, 02:36:25 UTC
"Here," Hikaru said, pushing a piece of something vaguely green towards Isumi. When Isumi made no move towards it, Hikaru shrugged. "Suit yourself," he said. "More for Waya later."
Isumi wondered if Waya's stomach was made of steel.
Re: Two Round Robin
anonymous
April 3 2007, 02:38:57 UTC
He stood there watching Hikaru. Hikaru took a piece of cake into his mouth, and then munched, staring off into space again. Isumi checked surreptitiously to see if Hikaru was looking at anything in general, but no, there was nothing deserving of attention he could discern.
For a minute Hikaru's mind worked furiously for an answer, and then he laid the stone down and leaned back on his chair. "Why, I didn't know you read Naruto, Touya!"
Touya rolled his eyes heavenward. "I don't even want to know why I'd want to read about a fishcake, Shindou."
Four Round Robinsvz_insanityApril 7 2007, 04:02:36 UTC
"Isumi," Shindou said angrily from a refreshment table and two punch bowls away, "stop hitting on my man!"
Waya stared at him from Isumi's elbow, arching an eyebrow. "Shindou, are you drunk?" he asked, incredulously. He looked down at the glass of punch in his hand and quickly pawned it off to the next passing waiter.
Touya immediately excused himself from Isumi's side.
Re: Four Round RobinflonnebonneApril 7 2007, 04:22:33 UTC
"Isumi-san wasn't hitting on me," said Touya as he came up to Shindou. "Why would you think he was? He's not a violent person."
Shindou glared at him blearily. "Are you dense? Are you retarded or something? You're the goddamn jailbait of this party, of course he was hitting on you."
"Yeah, I'd hit that," said Ogata nearby in a completely unrelated conversation.
Re: Four Round Robinsvz_insanityApril 7 2007, 04:27:31 UTC
Ashiwara took that as an opportunity to spill his glass of wine all over Ogata's white suit. "Oops," he said, nervously. "Let's get you cleaned up, Seiji."
Re: Four Round RobinflonnebonneApril 7 2007, 04:32:10 UTC
"Cleaned up all over," replied Ogata with a decidedly suggestive quirk of his right eyebrow.
"I did not just hear that," commented Waya as Ashiwara started leading Ogata to the bathrooms. "What I just heard right now, we must never speak of again."
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"I didn't mean literally!" Hikaru imediately danced around, trying to retrieve the errant piece of literature. Touya, having had much experience fending off attacks by wildly dancing Hikarus (whether on the board or off), merely planted a palm in the middle of Hikaru's forehead, effectively stopping him. With his other hand, Touya agilely flipped open the book.
Both eyebrows immediately raised skyward. "What are you reading this sort of literature -- and I use that word losely -- for?!"
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Akira sputtered, unable to immediately form a reply. Of all the idiotic and ludicrous things to say!
-hae
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- fuuchou
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What he wasn't expecting was one Shindou Hikaru, leaning against his sports car and looking like he was going to be rather loud and raucous himself. The younger pro had his arms crossed. His expression was storming.
"We need to talk," he growled.
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"No wonder Touya's such an old man, if he hears you talk like that all the time," Hikaru swiftly returned, rapping on the passenger window with his knuckles. "Anyway, it's about Touya, and you're the first person that came to mind. It needs to be private, so give me a ride."
The older man's gaze sharpened. "What about Akira?"
- I forgot my blind_go id. >_
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Ogata waited. Shindou fidgeted.
"You have to make him stop," he suddenly blurted, startling Ogata just enough that he almost mowed down two potted plants in front of a hotel.
God fucking dammit.
"Stop him doing what," Ogata ground out, when he was safely back in the lane and had given the porter the finger.
(forgot the ID, too. ^^;)
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Looking at the kitchen, Isumi gaped for a moment, and then finally found his voice. "Is there actually some cake that isn't already on the floor, walls, or counters?"
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Isumi wondered if Waya's stomach was made of steel.
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Touya rolled his eyes heavenward. "I don't even want to know why I'd want to read about a fishcake, Shindou."
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"My what?" Akira said, utterly confused.
[ooc: ^_^ *waves*]
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"Isumi," Shindou said angrily from a refreshment table and two punch bowls away, "stop hitting on my man!"
Waya stared at him from Isumi's elbow, arching an eyebrow. "Shindou, are you drunk?" he asked, incredulously. He looked down at the glass of punch in his hand and quickly pawned it off to the next passing waiter.
Touya immediately excused himself from Isumi's side.
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Shindou glared at him blearily. "Are you dense? Are you retarded or something? You're the goddamn jailbait of this party, of course he was hitting on you."
"Yeah, I'd hit that," said Ogata nearby in a completely unrelated conversation.
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Ashiwara took that as an opportunity to spill his glass of wine all over Ogata's white suit. "Oops," he said, nervously. "Let's get you cleaned up, Seiji."
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"I did not just hear that," commented Waya as Ashiwara started leading Ogata to the bathrooms. "What I just heard right now, we must never speak of again."
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