He doesn't deserve the way that Baren absolutely cracks up now that the cat's been let out of the bag and sakura petals were gently falling around them like it was a fucking shoujo manga. Holy shit.]
Ahahahaha!! No seriously - what the fuck?! That's great! Is this one of those new power things that they're talking about? Some fuckers manipulate space and time and you get flower power whenever you blush like a school girl?
[FRUSTRATED NOISE that's not quite a screaming-with-my-mouth-shut but is kind of close. The petals have stopped drifting down from on high, at least, but it's Too Late.]
When you put it like that, it sounds even more stupid than it actually is! And it's not like I picked this, anyway!
[His awful first power... Totally useless, 100% idiotic, now he's stuck with it FOR LIFE. Or until Retrospec fucks off.]
super too late because baren's just going to keep laughing before he looks over to kashuu and gives him a smile. a winning smile. a smile that he's probably seen flashed at parties and dark bars when people actually try to bring baren home with them]
Hey - it's not stupid. In fact, it's pretty cute, you know? I think it suits you.
[Baren is NOT THE FIRST PERSON TO TRY THIS but that doesn't mean he's not weak to certain compliments anyway. Calling him cute despite constantly arguing that cute isn't his aesthetic... Rude. HE SEES YOU, BAREN.]
Cut it out! I know exactly what you're trying to do, okay?
You tell me all the time that that's not even my aesthetic, you jerk!
[FLAPPING HIS HANDS TO BE FREE FROM THE BAREN MENACE. The worst part about all of this is that he knows he's being played so bad. He knows.
But in his sad little heart of hearts, he's still starved for compliments and easily charmed and this may actually be working so now he's just trying to FLEE.]
[He won't let Baren win this game... But as he rudely shoves at Baren's arm to reclaim his personal space and escape into the darkness, there it is. THERE IT IS. The damning, sparkling petal. Oh right they're not even like normal petals, they're sparkling Twilight petals. That's some real shoujo shit right there.]
[everyone loses when you play gay chicken with baren
but Baren is laughing - careful to keep out the absolutely malicious cackle so it still sounds like a charmed kind of laugh - and he takes the sparkling petal in his fingers and kisses it like it's his favorite thing
[He can just imagine the malicious cackle, too. He's seen this happen to so many people from the other side before and now he understands their suffering.]
From you, dammit! Quit it already, just let me work in peace!
[HE SAYS FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM like that'll save him... Just leaving a little sparkly trail of flowers in his wake, what the fuck is this.]
[He does just assume that Baren's continuing to hit on him for the sake of being a little shit. LITTLE DOES HE KNOW that no, Baren's just naturally that way... Bad gay movie references and all.]
Times like now I reeeally wish I'd been the one to get that electrocuting power instead.
[Thalia got it! His coworker got it!! Why did he get stuck with the shoujo petal storm instead??
On the plus side, his irritation means that there's not a literal flurry happening, and the few petal bursts that do occur taper out pretty fast.]
I wanna finish hemming sometime tonight, so don't distract me, got it?
[Baren's still laughing at that though - the flower bursts made him happy. He also realizes that he didn't fucking get that on tape so now that just means he has to redo that whole thing over again in class.
Good! Geez, the trouble I go through for you, seriously...
[Kashuu will regret this day on so many different occasions in the future that he'll probably wish he could still time travel just to come back to this moment and stop his fool self from sakura fubuki-ing.
A FOOL.
But yes his sword sure is in there, all nice and shiny and... laying on a bed of soft fabrics.]
[time travel is against the cause, kashuu - not that you remember that.
but then Baren is blinking in confusion as he opens Kashuu's closets and. finds that sword there. and there's definitely a long, stunned, judgmental silence coming from him.
he lifts the sword without hesitation and when he turns to Kashuu he definitely looks betrayed
FOR NOW THOUGH strangely enough, Baren might hear a little yelp before he even starts yodeling about betrayal because Kashuu can FEEL THAT, DON'T BE RUDE. It gives him a little heart attack every time...]
Wh— Huh?! Samurai-- [WHAT AND WHY but also more importantly:] Put that down, dammit!
[DON'T DO THAT EITHER BAREN what a big fat jerk!!! Kashuu jolts upright, nearly knocking over his little box of sewing supplies that he really needs to stop precariously setting on the edge of things.]
Cut that out! You're gonna drop it!
[Better than that time Yato punched it for funsies, though...]
[baren's a giant fucking jerk and he watches the reaction - but maybe it's just some prized family heirloom and kashuu doesn't seem to have some kind of weirdass connection to it???]
No, I won't.
[instead he's just gonna
wiggle his fingers almost menacingly (why) before tap tap tapping them against the sword and almost tickling it
But no, instead of just having stashed some secret family heirloom in the closet, he's stashed a sword he's apparently lost part of his soul to. His physical body jerks a little in the same way one would expect of someone being suddenly tickled and he makes an inelegant snorting noise. MIRACULOUSLY he manages to still not knock over the sewing kit...
Even though he's now coming at Baren with a vengeance.]
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Slowly, almost in awe, Baren reaches up to touch his cheeks with his hands.]
... Senpai noticed you?
[kyaa kyaa
kiss kiss fall in shit]
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Don't make me sick!
[Senpai did notice him though, that's the worst part. Senpai noticed and he felt a doki.]
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He doesn't deserve the way that Baren absolutely cracks up now that the cat's been let out of the bag and sakura petals were gently falling around them like it was a fucking shoujo manga. Holy shit.]
Ahahahaha!! No seriously - what the fuck?! That's great! Is this one of those new power things that they're talking about? Some fuckers manipulate space and time and you get flower power whenever you blush like a school girl?
That's fucking fantastic!
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When you put it like that, it sounds even more stupid than it actually is! And it's not like I picked this, anyway!
[His awful first power... Totally useless, 100% idiotic, now he's stuck with it FOR LIFE. Or until Retrospec fucks off.]
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super too late because baren's just going to keep laughing before he looks over to kashuu and gives him a smile. a winning smile. a smile that he's probably seen flashed at parties and dark bars when people actually try to bring baren home with them]
Hey - it's not stupid. In fact, it's pretty cute, you know? I think it suits you.
[stop this]
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Cut it out! I know exactly what you're trying to do, okay?
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That's kinda rude... but even then, it's not like I'm lying?
[HE'S LYING]
S'not like you to deny it? C'mon Kiyo, you're adorable!
[UGH]
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[FLAPPING HIS HANDS TO BE FREE FROM THE BAREN MENACE. The worst part about all of this is that he knows he's being played so bad. He knows.
But in his sad little heart of hearts, he's still starved for compliments and easily charmed and this may actually be working so now he's just trying to FLEE.]
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BUT BAREN'S TACTILE WHEN HE FEELS LIKE IT so snaking an arm around kashuu's waist this is terrible, he's too familiar with this motion sleazy.mp3]
I can change my mind!
I guess that just goes to show how cute you really are!
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I know that's a lie!
[He won't let Baren win this game... But as he rudely shoves at Baren's arm to reclaim his personal space and escape into the darkness, there it is. THERE IT IS. The damning, sparkling petal. Oh right they're not even like normal petals, they're sparkling Twilight petals. That's some real shoujo shit right there.]
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but Baren is laughing - careful to keep out the absolutely malicious cackle so it still sounds like a charmed kind of laugh - and he takes the sparkling petal in his fingers and kisses it like it's his favorite thing
it might be his favorite thing]
Kiyooooo! What're you running from?
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From you, dammit! Quit it already, just let me work in peace!
[HE SAYS FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM like that'll save him... Just leaving a little sparkly trail of flowers in his wake, what the fuck is this.]
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[like not even meant to be hitting on him that time, it's just a fact but coming from baren it probably sounds like hitting on him]
I'm not quitting anything! I just don't know how to quit you, you know?
[okay now that's
that's just a bad gay movie reference]
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Times like now I reeeally wish I'd been the one to get that electrocuting power instead.
[Thalia got it! His coworker got it!! Why did he get stuck with the shoujo petal storm instead??
On the plus side, his irritation means that there's not a literal flurry happening, and the few petal bursts that do occur taper out pretty fast.]
I wanna finish hemming sometime tonight, so don't distract me, got it?
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Tragic.
(Nah.)
Regardless, he'll give a beckoning hand.]
Yeah, yeah. I can entertain myself.
[is he going to poke around in kashuu's closets
did he ever move his sword]
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[Kashuu will regret this day on so many different occasions in the future that he'll probably wish he could still time travel just to come back to this moment and stop his fool self from sakura fubuki-ing.
A FOOL.
But yes his sword sure is in there, all nice and shiny and... laying on a bed of soft fabrics.]
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but then Baren is blinking in confusion as he opens Kashuu's closets and. finds that sword there. and there's definitely a long, stunned, judgmental silence coming from him.
he lifts the sword without hesitation and when he turns to Kashuu he definitely looks betrayed
fucking devastated
because - ]
I can't believe you let Samurai Jack get to you!!
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FOR NOW THOUGH strangely enough, Baren might hear a little yelp before he even starts yodeling about betrayal because Kashuu can FEEL THAT, DON'T BE RUDE. It gives him a little heart attack every time...]
Wh— Huh?! Samurai-- [WHAT AND WHY but also more importantly:] Put that down, dammit!
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because even in his angry yodeling he heard the little yelp and he's squinting at the timing there.
which is why he's not going to listen to kashuu he's just
going to give the sword a
friendly little toss before catching it again
staring kashuu down all the while]
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Cut that out! You're gonna drop it!
[Better than that time Yato punched it for funsies, though...]
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No, I won't.
[instead he's just gonna
wiggle his fingers almost menacingly (why) before tap tap tapping them against the sword and almost tickling it
why is this
why]
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But no, instead of just having stashed some secret family heirloom in the closet, he's stashed a sword he's apparently lost part of his soul to. His physical body jerks a little in the same way one would expect of someone being suddenly tickled and he makes an inelegant snorting noise. MIRACULOUSLY he manages to still not knock over the sewing kit...
Even though he's now coming at Baren with a vengeance.]
Quit it, you jerk!
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this is what gets baren to stop, instead just pressing a hand to his forehead as he closes his eyes as if trying to fight off a migraine]
I don't know where to start with this....
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Look, I don't either, okay? So just leave it.
[NO EXPLANATION NO NOTHING it's fine... He's just become even more of a samurai soulbonder than Yamato.]
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Nope!
I know you're shit at it but start talking, trail mix.
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