Youji was working on some paper work for the shop when Kurama came in, so he didn't notice the other man right away. However, after he wrote down a few more calculations he saw a flicker of movement from the corner of his eye and his head snapped up to look at Kurama. Happy to have an excuse to ditch the paper work, Youji tossed down his pencil and came around the counter to approach him.
"Hey. Kurama, right?" he asked as he held his hand out towards him for a handshake. Youji wasn't quite sure himself why Kurama wanted to work at a flower shop, of all places, but he had seemed quite interested in the flowers, so that was a start. Youji was great with customers, but even he had trouble with some of the more exotic plants.
He turned, slow and steady, to gaze wordlessly at the other man with piercing amber eyes. He made no attempt to conceal the way he looked Youji up and down - nor that he liked what he saw.
His ears flicking gently in his bleached-white hair, silver tail twining lazily about his legs, Kurama extended his own hand, large and claw-tipped and callused from years of handling his revolvers.
"Youji," he said simply, and as his lips moved, they revealed his pointed fangs.
He'd never made it a habit to conceal his...rather odd traits. They weren't his fault, he'd had no say - and he did enjoy the attention they got him, male or female.
In his distraction Youji had missed Kurama's less-than normal features, but now that he was getting a proper look at him he couldn't help but stare. Youji distractedly shook his hand while his eyes were fixed on the flicking of his ears. However, after a moment, Youji shook himself from his fixation and he gave Kurama a rather bemused grin.
With his attention away from Kurama's ears, Youji finally noticed just how interested Kurama's gaze was, but he decided not to comment on it. Youji didn't want to think about how many guys had been checking him out or flirting with him lately.
"So-uh...right," he said, fumbling his words before he managed to collect himself and continue, "You said you'd be willing to give me a hand here, yeah? The boss had some exotic plants that need special care, but, hell what were you thinking?"
Youji was more than a little grateful that they had some actual business to discuss, since it provided a quick distraction.
Kurama couldn't quite stop the chuckle that rumbled from deep in his chest, both at Youji's fixation with his ears, and at his obvious reaction to Kurama's interest. He let both slide, though. Time enough for that, later.
"Call it curiosity," he explained. "I saw the plants once - they caught my attention. And your...'boss' was quite adamant that no one could handle them but him."
He grinned, fangs glinting. "I never could resist a challenge."
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"Hey. Kurama, right?" he asked as he held his hand out towards him for a handshake. Youji wasn't quite sure himself why Kurama wanted to work at a flower shop, of all places, but he had seemed quite interested in the flowers, so that was a start. Youji was great with customers, but even he had trouble with some of the more exotic plants.
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His ears flicking gently in his bleached-white hair, silver tail twining lazily about his legs, Kurama extended his own hand, large and claw-tipped and callused from years of handling his revolvers.
"Youji," he said simply, and as his lips moved, they revealed his pointed fangs.
He'd never made it a habit to conceal his...rather odd traits. They weren't his fault, he'd had no say - and he did enjoy the attention they got him, male or female.
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With his attention away from Kurama's ears, Youji finally noticed just how interested Kurama's gaze was, but he decided not to comment on it. Youji didn't want to think about how many guys had been checking him out or flirting with him lately.
"So-uh...right," he said, fumbling his words before he managed to collect himself and continue, "You said you'd be willing to give me a hand here, yeah? The boss had some exotic plants that need special care, but, hell what were you thinking?"
Youji was more than a little grateful that they had some actual business to discuss, since it provided a quick distraction.
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"Call it curiosity," he explained. "I saw the plants once - they caught my attention. And your...'boss' was quite adamant that no one could handle them but him."
He grinned, fangs glinting. "I never could resist a challenge."
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