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nevergiveitback March 31 2010, 23:43:32 UTC
Come to see him was exactly was Kuroro was doing-he'd figured that Shito didn't really mean it, but he was damned (more so than usual) if he was going let such a delicious opportunity slip away from him.

So, the sound of space ripping like fabric, probably something Shito was familiar with opened up in the hallway. Purely so that Kuroro could knock on the door.
"Shito. It's me."

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tiedbyfate March 31 2010, 23:45:51 UTC
Even though Shito thought Kuroro might come to see what was going on, he wasn't expecting it to be quite so quickly.

He set the comb down again and got up, crossing the room and opening the door.

"Hi," he said shortly, avoiding Kuroro's gaze. His eyebrows were still drawn together with residual anger, but he didn't blame Kuroro for any of it. He'd always been good to Shito.

"I guess you saw."

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nevergiveitback March 31 2010, 23:48:15 UTC
The first thing Kuroro did was place a hand on Shito's shoulder, locking his black eyes onto Shito's crimson opposites.
"Yes. I saw."
Blinking just once, he spoke again.
"Why?"

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tiedbyfate March 31 2010, 23:51:07 UTC
Shito looked up, stiffening a little under Kuroro's hand. The thing he'd never admit was that every time he was accused of such things, all he could think about was Toho. It just hurt too much to bear, being constantly reminded and belittled in that way, even if he told himself that they were just being assholes and didn't know.

Some of them knew, though. Michael knew.

"I hate that place," he said, his voice a low, angry hiss. "I hate everyone there. They all... I'm just sick and tired of them."

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