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[too_ugly]

And so there I was, licking away a drop of blood on my finger from a scratch on my cheek after playtime with Kurosaki and

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[sciencedaughter]

Possibly like sweat.

[too_ugly]

I don't think it would taste like sweat today. Today is special.

May I test you?

[sciencedaughter]

If you so please?

wtf she agreed?!?!?!

[too_ugly]

I knew NemuNemu wouldn't give me such a hard time. Thank you for cooperating.

Your wrist, please?

[too_ugly]

And here I was going to ruin your life when your DNA has already done it for me.

I was going to expect a decent flavor from you but with remarks like that, I have to assume you taste warm and bitter.

Like cat urine. ♥

[too_ugly]

Stop being a bitch.

Mutual tasting, yes?

[taiyaki_plz]

His head probably tastes like furniture polish.

[too_ugly]

The secret to his shine will be kept between he and I.

But I suspect peanut butter.

...oh Renjiiiii~ ♥...

[too_ugly]

Cafe Julia...? Was it Julia? ..Or was it Juliet? ..Ah, Juliet. And here it was. Yumichika glanced up to read the building's name before entering. He'd never ben here before and finding it was enough of a chore. There were still parts of the city that he'd not been to. As was habit, he swept his fingers through his hair to pretty himself up before searching for his date for the night.

[too_ugly]

The shinigami turned around with a look of surprise, brows settling once he realized just who was behind him. A bit of a smirk played on his lips, violet eyes narrowing. He briefly looked Lucy over and was impressed for once. She was a cute thing when she wasn't yelling and making angry faces. Of course he wouldn't let her know that. Yet.

"No. I'm actually here to pick up trashy women. And here one is right now."

He smiled despite himself and stepped aside, making room for her to pass him.