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PostSubject: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Mon Feb 02, 2009 11:43 pm




G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...




F r i n g e found himself here, again. In the same little otaku store, filled with all sorts of merchantise. Majority of it was anime related. Little kitty eared caps, something that he noticed was popular with the storm riders of the current. People found them cute, he figured. This wasn't the first time he'd entered the store. And this wasn't the first time he'd found himself so nervous either. Everytime he'd come here, it'd be for the same thing. His eyes of cat yellow skimmed the shop, looking for a nice looking female. He tucked an adult yaoi sims game in his jacket, as well as a couple of 'Junjo Romanticas' from view. His mouth fidgetted, cautiously, as he made his way towards one of the typical yaoi fangirls that was grinning at a new release. Approaching her, his footsteps quiet and like snow, he froze in place, when she suddenly turned to him, her eyes glimmering. He didn't know what to do. Run? Hide? Clear his throat?

He went with the third option. His fingers scratched the back of his neck before he sighed, "Hey, Miss. Do you mind doing me a favor?" he proposed, hopefully. She stared at him expectantly, wearing a toothy smile. He could feel her daydreaming about him and some other random guy together, you know, as a couple. He assumed thats what all yaoi girls did. He couldn't really blame them though. He had a match maker mind, too.
"...I'll pay you if you purchase this for me," he explained, quietly, cupping a palm around his mouth, "...you see, it's for a friend. She's really into this gay boy stuff, and I'll look really weird if I'm caught buying it, so..." Excuses, excuses. Lies, lies.

He would never admit that he was the one who really enjoyed the yaoi. But he wasn't gay! He was perfectly straight! He had never felt any odd attraction to the male anatomy, never in his life! Or... had he? It depended on what you counted as an attraction. "Awww. That's so cute~" the female replied, with a playful giggle, before swiping his requested yaoi. "Your friend has good taste!" It looked like she was going to do it for him. "Okay. Sure. Don't worry! You don't have to pay me and pay for the present," she assured him, as he attempted to cram double the product price into her palm. She handed half of his money back. "Really, it's no big deal."

Fringe looked around, quietly, before strutting cooly to the entrance of the shop, and crossing his arms, uncaring. But he was really far from. His eyes watched the glimpse of girl paying the employee. Now, he'd have to slip the yaoi into his bag without anyone noticing.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Tue Feb 03, 2009 12:14 am

“Zzzzz…” The blonde boy lay motionless in the middle of a shopping center, resting on a bench. A daifuku wrapper under him, and an empty can of soda barely in his hand. A pair of baggy jeans clung to his legs, faded and worn, a chain clinging to them.

“Pokey-pokey.” A little girl stood next to the boy, jamming a stick into the boys side. He shifted, but it was just enough to let his slim frame fall right off of that bench. “EH?” He said, confused and irritable. The little girl stared at him with wide eyes, he stared back, stepping away rather awkwardly. “POKEY-POCKEY!!!” The little girl screamed, then started towards him with the stick.

Hiro didn’t know what to do at first, what the hell did this girl want? His feet didn’t budge as the girl started to poke the stick at him more, it didn’t hurt, but it was annoying. He grimaced, annoyed by the litte thing. “Go away.” He said, as he took the stick from her hands and snapped it.

Before Hiro got caught in the water-works he dodged into the nearby store, running full speed. It was some otaku-type store, Hiro didn’t really read much manga anymore. But before Hiro could do anything else, he slammed directly into someone, tumbling onto the ground with him. The boy had and odd hair color, and looked rather pissed. “Hell…” Hiro said, getting up quickly. That’s when the women walked over with a handful of y a o i. Oh, so this boy was like that.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Tue Feb 03, 2009 1:16 pm

P r e d i c t e d , the magenta haired male mumbled quietly under the blonde, and attempted to sit up. 'What a great place to topple someone, eh, badass?' he thought smart alleckly, with a half roll of stinging gold irises. The male atop him was apparently a lot slower minded than he, for when he attempted to sit up, the blonde simply lay there, looking retarded, the way he had when he had ran into the shop in the first place. Their bodies pressing together further, as Fringe attempted to remove himself from the tangle, a circle of yaoi fan girls was starting to gather around them, cellphones in hand, flashing pictures with girly giggles.

The cat looked irritated. His face was now only a few inches from the face of the klutz who hat pummeled him, but before he could speak he hesitated. Girls swooned. He turned his head to the side, sharply, "Hmph. You should watch where you're going..." he muttered, quietly. He felt his cheeks growing hot, embarassed. A small sigh escaped his lips, before he stole a glimpse of the blonde from the corner of his eye.

"Were you running from something? Or do you like to topple innocent people like this?" he questioned him, only half curious. He honestly didn't care that much. The fact was that he had been tackled. He squirmed beneath the other male's weight, in attempt to escape.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sun Feb 08, 2009 3:40 am

lascivious endeavors
T h e r e were things that were almost better off unknown -- things that were meant to never be brought into a parent's range of knowledge. That's what the Head's wife believed in, and it's definitely what the Head himself endorsed upon -- but it never really fell into place when it came to their son. He was quite different from the rest of the family, and he never bothered to dumb it down a bit. Regardless of the woman's attempts to force the beaut into normal standards, his abrasive responses always went beyond rebelling, and one could say he always had the upper hand in these cases. One being mainly because he was the only viable offspring that roamed the linage's prestigious entity, and because he was the only source of elation the couple could obtain. But anyways , that wasn't really the ' thing ' right now. The ' thing ' right now was that he had purposely let his dear mother know that he was off to go spend a hefty bit a money on homosexual pornography for his own delight.

And he'd done just that -- the trivial trip landing him before a well-noted otaku shoppe that seemed to appease shitloads of fans across the region. He'd heard some guys talk about this store before during the Philosophy class, and when the moment of questioning its location came up, he didn't back away. Of course this sort of confrontation from Kin was highly-regarded for the pack of normal fellows, since they practically worshiped the beaut beyond extent. They'd written it down on a scrap of paper from their agenda -- and now that he was squinting down at the horribly written phrase, he regretted having that guy writing it down. " Aiiish . . " he muttered silently in slight irritation as he shut the vehicle's door in a loud claaaang. The driver urged the passenger's window down, and his fervent cries of instruction were lost in the array of subjective curses the heir had created. After the first five steps, he noticed that the black string that had once knotted down his leopard creeper was now lodging aimlessly against the additive height. He bent over, irate embedded in his left temple with thriving sentiment, and his hands had fumbled over the small width to bring the laces together. The funny thing was that when he had actually raised his head to look forward at the actual shoppe, the most incredulous sight lay there. And as hard as it was to believe, he couldn't help but stare in growing intrigue. " Woah. "


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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Tue Feb 10, 2009 9:36 pm

BA-BOOM SNAP CLAP.

Gosh. This kid was a n n o y i n g. Hiro ignored most of what he was saying. Something about him running and knocking down people, at least that’s what he got out of it. Instead, with very little interest, he walked away, taking out a candy and popping into his mouth. Yummm. The golden haired boy didn’t know what to do next, the little girl was still circling the door like a prowling lion.

“Kid, stay outta my way.” Hiro stated, mostly out of boredom, just to see if he could start some trouble. This was probably what got him the bandage on his face, but SO WHAT. He enjoyed starting trouble sometimes. And besides, this kid looked like he couldn’t hurt a fly.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Tue Feb 10, 2009 11:06 pm

R e a l l y , there wasn't much that Fringe could do. He hadn't exactly had any fighting experience to brag about. He had never even thrown a punch at someone; and judging by the looks of the one who had earlier crashed into him, so much as to knock him to the floor, he had. It didn't seem like he wore the bandages on his forehead for fun. But the blonde seemed naive, and was proving the magenta haired male correct by his childish actions. Was an apology too much to ask? Or even a simple "excuse me"? It wasn't like he had to kiss his feet or anything. All he asked was for simple courtesy and good manners. Fringe had forgotten what time era he was in, and how real life was. Life wasn't like a yaoi manga, where sexy men would just run into you, apologize, fall madly in love with you, and bang you. Not at all. Wait-- why was he thinking about yaoi, of all things!!? He didn't actually like yaoi, he just read it because he had nothing better to do; the plot lines were better than what was popular!

He knew for a fact he was lying. He loved yaoi. The pictures, the story line, the characters, the sex, the way they talked to each other... everything about it. He bit his lip in bitter realization, and denial. His eyes, seeming somewhat a brighter yellow than usual, leered in the direction of the rude little boy who had tumbled into him, and blamed him for it. Stupid dumbass. Fringe held his tongue. Unlike the blonde, he wasn't into making an outrageous fool of himself, and definately wasn't into harping about useless things. That little blonde would always know that it was his fault, whether Fringe chose to tell him off, fight, or not. The black cat began to wonder why in the world he kept labelling the golden haired boy as "little" though he stood a couple of inches taller than himself; maybe because he looked down on the boy? It beat him.

His foot shuffled the carpet, boredly, before he dismissed the boy with a sharp scoff and a dirty look. He waited for the swarm of yaoi fangirls to ward away, before he would take his embarassing hobby from the girl he had offered to pay, who had seemed to become a little impatient with the whole thing. It seemed even a boy with grey hair had been interested. Oh great. Another faggot. Fringe groaned, quietly.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Thu Feb 12, 2009 5:02 am

The slight tapping of clean, neatly squared Ecco-brand shoes resonated across the sidewalk as a slender, red-haired male paced evenly down the street infront of a long chain of shops. His eyes were scanning the area as he walked methodically, hoping that maybe something would happen that would lengthen the time it took to walk to his father's company, or as he liked to mentally refer to it, "the house of bastards and demons".
He could picture it now: He would arrive too soon, which was just on time to his father, and would help his almighty chairman organize some miscellaneous files, just for busy work while said father played chess on his laptop and pretended it was urgent business, then they'd leave for home, the skanky secretary would dispose of the neatly organized files Kenichi would work hours on, and he'd eat dinner and sleep.
If it wasn't for his scholarship requirements, and the enldess amounts of "subtle" hints that his father gave him about how "highly colleges would look upon a student with big-business office experience", he'd be at a cafe lounge, reading, or doing something as equally unproductive to pass the time. He certainly wouldn't be working in hell.

A long, seething sigh hissed out of his lips. He stiffened his shoulders in anticipation.

Maybe a bus would jeer off the side of the road and crush him. Ha. That'd show his father: All those years of planning ahead for his beloved son gone to waste at the hands of a mad bus driver.
Or maybe a cute angel-boy would come and take him away, offering to take care of him forever in heaven.
'Yeah. Angel boy.' Was the mental scoff he gave himself and watched the sidewalk roll beneath his feet.

A couple of paces down the street, the sweet smells of baked goods and the sounds of cheery shoppers became quite boisterous. He noticed a nice, stylish pair of boys' shoes ahead of him and a pair of small feet. --His Angel?
He looked up to meet the hungry gaze of a jiggling, double-chinned youth snortling at him. Acne was blotched in patches across his face and his skin shined with grease that glimmered against the day's sun. From his small feet, his body exploded around him in a rolling pile of ooze that could breathe and function, like a deformed chimera-experiment gone wrong.

That was certainly not his angel.

Kenichi almost veered back in utter disgust. This creature was revolting. Nothing scared and made him need to vomit more than ugly beings like this. It came closer to him, and there was nothing he could do but look for an exit. He needed to escape.
He threw a hostile glance at the store nearest him and made a straight B-line for the entrance, not even worrying about if it seemed rude to suddenly walk away from someone merely at the sight of them.
' Maybe that will make him feel self concious enough about himself to lose some weight..' He mentally muttered, glowering.


After what seemed many long moments, the mound of hideous person wiggled out of sight, and he regained enough sense to look at where he was, although his nerves were absolutely shot:
An otaku store.
He made a mental note of how otakus were usally too eccentric for his taste, but he needed a reason to avoid working anyway.
The youth recomposed himself, then advanced a little, catiously but gallantly, when he noted the small frame of a typical uke. In an otaku store of all places.
.... Could an angel really exist? Because he was honestly just exaggerating, but it seemed.. Yes.

There he was: a small boy, a bitter expression on his adorable face, and the cute frayed ends of a boyishly styled haircut, right there holding.. 'Perfect.' Yaoi mangas.
There was no hesitation in his approach.

" I've heard good things about that series." He said smoothly, grinning slightly at the magenta and black haired boy infront of him.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 2:21 am

LEVEL-HEAD ENDEAVOR

T h e sight that had once caught his attention now faltered in proximity -- series of uncalled for events unraveling before him. And besides that major point, the squadron of detestable females that lingered the vicinity just wasn't cutting it for him. The blond-mopped lad had risen from the magenta-topped fellow, and everything had become quite lucid as another fuckery-bearer dipped into the scene. Well, he wasn't really a fucker-bearer in every sense, since the amount of poise that this fuck had was remarkably impressive and, I admit, intrigued the bloody-orbed youth. Only to a certain degree though, because he was quickly getting over the fact he was currently surrounded by possible-fuckees, and moving onto a slate of slight irritation. What he truly wanted was to get by these stupid asshats and buy that shatload of doujinshi he was so set on obtaining. But like many other things that the ethereal beaut pursued, there were always obstacles that seemed to form this visage of utter deplore. He did, however, always succeed in pulverizing these obstacles in some way, shape, or form. Albeit, the endeavors were always quite violent and rancorous at first, but they managed to get his point across, and that's how he damn-well liked it. But anyhow, time was slowly crawling towards him, and if he wasn't cautious enough, he'd probably run into the pair that had notified him of this special place. And *that* wasn't really something the Shirogitsune was keen on experiencing once more.

Miraculously though, the entrance quickly rid itself from the vermin that had clung to its flooring, and this sort of urged the malevolent teen to venture through and about the shoppe. At first, he was rather appalled by the sort of people that seemed to leech about the ample shelves -- his lovely face clearly presenting an expression of obvious distaste in his surroundings. But it ceased in perception as he shifted through the place; his attention slowly scurrying over to a shelf with a certain interest engraved into the depths of the oak-laden shelves. As he came to a light halt before the array of yaoi-delights, his scarlet gaze seemed to widen a tad as he gaped freely in awe at the artwork plastered here and there. From time to time, he noticed one of those popular ones flipped to the front, so that fans could view the selection's ordeal fully. None of them really caught his interest, since he had come here with a few certain titles in mind. When the trivial search had finally delivered one of the boy's titles, he urged his right hand towards it -- the attempt slightly failing him due to the stunted height he donned. " Ehhh, naaaandeee . . " Questioning some imaginary entity that really held no importance, he quit the endeavor and glared up in slight rue at the set of volumes. This was, perhaps, one of the few times he could admit animosity towards his height and the caliber at which it failed to appease his needs. " Wow, " Murmuring against his second effort, he grimaced as the tendons around his heels faltered, " You've got to be fucking kidding me. " Now this pretty much s u c k e d.


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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 3:38 am

T h e male's entire frame stiffened, his eyes dramatically frozen, widened, with small trembling irises. He was undergoing a sort of mental trauma; the things surrounding him dizzying by far. He had been caught, red-handed, the female giving him back his yaoi with an agitated scoff from the depths of her skinny throat.The one who had approached him. sporting admirable crimson hair, hand now placed a comment on the manga in the kitty's hand. Now what should he do?

His teeth chattered momentarily, before he shook his head wildly, his face wrenching into defensive expression, "No,no,no! This is for a friend! It's not mine! She's a girl! I don't like this stuff!" he declared. He hadn't realized how unstable his lie was:
1.) If he were buying a girl a yaoi sims game, rated 18+, it would automatically be considered that he were buying her porn. Friends do not usually buy their friends porn as presents.
2.) Since it appears as if he is buying porn, something personal, it would seem as if he were intimate with this female, contradicting his claim of being a friend.
3.) A straight boy would not buy their girlfriend gay porn, and neither would a friend. Straight males are typically disturbed by gay men.


He took a step away from the male, biting his lip, subconciously feeling somewhat threatened by the stranger's auro. Judging byt the redhead's natural scrutinizing expression, Fringe knew that he was onto him. He took another step back, jst to be safe, and gulped. His fingers curled tightly around his humiliating possessions, before he whirled around, in search for distraction.
"Hey, you there! You having trouble reaching that?!" It wasn't long before he was at the gray haired male's side, staring up at the desired item.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 4:17 am

Kenichi glanced to where his angel was aiming his escape.
' Okay. So this little liar is not an angel.' He contradicted himself with a scowl, before he noticed the grey haired boy, squirming to reach the book he wanted, but not exactly managing to do so. He also noticed the way that his struggling expression seemed extremely charming and the way his small fingers really strained for the book in futile attempts.

" So you plan to use that excuse?" Kenichi mumbled harshly at the Fringe who couldn't hear him. ' He is a coward, isn't he? Well, then. This seems like an interesting game to play. Why not? Let the games begin.'
So he couldn't just leave his target alone. Not after he'd gone out of his way to approach him. It was almost unheard of that he went out of his way to approach someone, and they were running away. Still slightly amused at the way the magenta-haired boy dodged unspoken accusations, though a little irritated, and anticipating what kind of personality the other one had, Kenichi prowled after the boys like a hunter and his prey.
" I think both of you would have a hard time reaching that. It's useless to offer assistance if you can't provide it." was his opening line, as he stepped into frame. He gave the two of them long, scrutanizing stares, debating on wether they were there together.
No. With the formal way "pink" asked, instead of just helping his buddy out.. They weren't.

His fingers grabbed the book he thought they were looking at and he glanced furtively at the cover in a few brief mili seconds, so he wouldn't look like some sort of otaku stalker.
Yeah. More yaoi. Good.
" This is the one." He handed it to "grey" casually, with confidence in his words. As if he were wrong. But the situation would be much worse if he happened, on a one in a million chance, to be mistaken.
" I believe."

His hazel eyes finally had the refuge of getting a good look at the newest uke when he offered him the book, and he scanned him very blatantly, no discretion in the way his eyes took in every inch of the boy's skin, clothing choice, hairstyle. All had to meet his standards.
' Yes. This one is good, too.' he commented, satisfied.

His dull expression lightened and his lips spread into a sly smile, while he waited for a reaction from either of the boys.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:24 am

BEYOND SPLENDOR
G e t t i n g help from people he didn't even fucking know was freaking odd, man. Like, he kind of appreciated the fact that they had noticed he was struggling to obtain something, but wow -- fucking wow. Maybe it was because he had probably displayed a shitload of anger in the attempts to get that damn book? Maybe. Because the boy could recall being in similar situations where someone would project their frustration *soo* openly to their surroundings, that someone was bound to help out sooner or later. Though he latter always won, Kin didn't think he'd ever fall into such a situation. I mean, come the fuck on, he had too much integrity to let someone else get something as measly as a freaking book for him. That is, however, quite wrong when it came to people that sparked seams of intrigue in the malevolent teen. He found himself gaping in slight surprise as this former-vermin fellow had actually offered his services to him. Well, not really ' services, ' but you know what I mean. It was still quite startling to have this guy come up to him and forcefully cast his facade of a plea upon him. Taking a step away from the magenta-topped male, he only stared in some sort of confusion as he docilely observed the stranger with contemplations as to allow all of this. A slight glance at the other's stature in height quickly diminished his hopes of getting the volume though. Shit, man.

And as though the situation couldn't get even more odder than it was -- someone else had offered to help him. Him, of all fucking people; he thought it was rather ridiculous, that he was this incompetent as to require help from two -- not one, but two! -- persons. " I think both of you would have a hard time reaching that. It's useless to offer assistance if you can't provide it." Slowly slithered into the depths of his ear drums, and he couldn't help but turn heed and acknowledge the tall chap from before, hovering behind them. Honestly, he felt insulted at the comment of him not being able to reach the shelf. He was shorter than most, yes -- but so fucking what? I bet if this damn place had a chair somewhere, he could stand on it and get as much volumes as he wanted without help from anyone! Ahh, fuck. Glaring up at the taller male's fruitful endeavor to attain the graphic novel, he took the book into hand once it was handed to him. Of course, he couldn't quite ignore the fact that he was being stared at excessively and subjectively marked upon by this new fellow. It didn't really bother Kin though, since he had already adapted to the countless stares that were always leeched on his deity-like presence. " This .. This isn't fucking it, you idiot. " Frowning against the disappointment quickly spreading across his ethereal features, the bloody-eyed heir shoved it back up to the other in some sort of desperate need. His ruby lips parted as he turned towards the magenta-blob, his attention quickly dashing down to the volumes the guy had in his care, " Mmm, can I see those? " Without waiting for a legit answer, he reached forward and snatched the two from the other's hold and looked it over. " The fuck? Who the heck reads this piece of shit? " Then when his dose of harassing the book had ended in that short thirty-second scale, he looked at the feline-like chap as he shoved the books into his chest. " You seriously need to get serious about this shit, man. 'Cause that's .. that's just fluffy bullshit. "

Shifting his attention over to their supposedly ' savior, ' he urged an appendage forth and tugged on the length of attire laden on his arm. " Neee, uhhh whatever-your-name-is, get me all of the ones on the left side of the shelf, one to whatever number there is. And this time don't get it wrong, or else your poor peen is gonna have to pay the price for disappointing moi. " Briskly spewing out the order at the crimson-toned boy, he pointed up towards the selection he so earnestly wanted to own without further fail. As he observed the taller male subtly, a charming grin pulled at the corners of his lips -- his own pair of interested-sights scattering amid the canvas of visual delight that this apparently-benevolent individual donned. Attractive was a huge understatement, and even gorgeous fell short of an adjective to depict the fervent aroma this dime emitted. The onslaught of stares he had delivered on the fall-locked guy landed him stranded on the region just above his chin; an obvious yearn spilling through his own scarlet orbs as he blinked against the remnants of the order he had barked out at this guy he didn't even know the name of. " So, like what's your name, y o. "
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 6:23 am

Kenichi was stiff, staring at "grey" with an incredulous look on his face.

Wait a second. He was wrong?
And did this tyke just order him to do something? Order him?

People didn't order him around on a regular basis. Certainly not even is own mother. But this little fellow just so blatantly told him he was both wrong, which never happened, and had the gall to ask him his name ever so sweetly, after bossing him around.

His lips were, at first, beginning to fall loose into a scowl. He did not take demands of little otaku brats so easily, and it irritated him fiercely. And although something inside of him wanted to challenge that temper with some nasty retort, another elaborate figure of his mental differences was telling him not to scare his prey away.
Kenichi assumed that he was actually correct, and "grey" was trying to play him into looking like a fool. Or that "grey" was just very rude.
His brows pressed grooves into the bridge of his nose as he glared momentarily. He smoothed his face again as he silently reached for the manga that had been described to him, considering that this child was one that had to be won over. It all made for an excellent game.
But he surely wouldn't take that bitching with just a smile and a nod.

Pulling down 8 volumes, he glanced at the small thing of a person on his sleeve.
" There are volumes one.." He began showing them to Kin as he numbered them " And volumes two, two, two, two, two, three, and four." He smiled bitterly back at the boy, then it deepened into a much more sarcastic sneer as he pressed the pile of books toward the demander.
" That's all that's in stock. One to four, and everything inbetween. Just like you asked."
One of his brows arched itself upward as he waited for the response. He began to get the mental image of a faulty bomb. Agitate it until it blows up. He grinned again, his teasing instinct kicking in.
" And.. My name is Kenichi. But you can call me Hideyoshi-sama."

Surely if he made reference to his father's major trading company by use of last name, he could flamboyantly, but subtly inform them that he had money, and was on the student council, if they attended his highschool, which was always a good turn-on in a game of show. I mean, how many people could coincidentally have the same last name, anyway? They'd connect the dots.
" And yours? Actually.." he looked to Fringe as he asked this. " The both of yours, if you don't mind. Of course, if you do mind, I'd have to insist you tell me anyway. It's only polite."
His eyes began to search them hollowly. If they were to lie, he'd be able to tell. There was just a way people acted when they lied. And "pink" was very obvious when he lied.

Besides, if they attended his highschool, he'd always have access to their personal information anyway. It was one of the many advantages of being on the student council. So it wouldn't matter if they lied or not. And really, he never actually agreed with the teachers when they told the council to vow to keep all records safe, and untouched unless of emergency.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 1:53 pm

A small sigh escaped his lips. It seemed he had failed to get away from the male. Suddenly, the manga and sims game he was carrying was brutally yanked from his hands and he stared, appalled and astonished, his mouth falling stupidly, as his brain surfed frantically through plans. 'GET THE MANGA BACK. GET THE GAME BACK. ' Hesitating, he stood there, like a dumbass, as he reached for the manga and game, "I already said that--! It's not mine! How am I supposed to know which one's are good!!?" he spouted, angrily, still attempting to pry the merchandise from the Shirogitsune's grasp. "If you're so updated, why don't you pick out a good yaoi for her? It seems like you must be the expert!" he bit, with a stinging leer. It seemed that the leer/glare/dirty look was all that Fringe had working for him. Nothing else seemed to intimidate people; and these males were even resisting his only defensive mechanism...

Little did he know that he was indirectly trying to help himself. Maybe it was his yaoi fanboy instinct? Asking for good yaois like that. He hadn't even noticed that he'd done it, really. There were a few more squirming and wriggling movements, as the grey-haired male before him directed a question at the crimson-haired one; since nothing had been directed to him, Fringe groaned, irritably, struggling still.


The redhead was taking up names, now.

Fringe was still battling Kin for the book and game, "Gahhhh!!! Give it back!" he growled, before attempting to charge into the male, and knock him off guard a little. Two flimsy uke frames collided, resulting in nothing happening.
Basically, the kitty had been too caught up in trying to retrieve his items, that he hadn't been able to answer the hazel orbed guy...
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Fri Feb 13, 2009 6:03 pm

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I think Kin's level of tolerance had reached a limit after the stout-mounted lad had spilled a bunch of shittery in less than one minute. Like, it had reached the point of overflowing this imaginary cylinder of mental-temperance that would have otherwise been kept stable. Flooding the valleys of consciousness with a mighty order, and inevitably, pulsing his freaking eyeballs out of his eye sockets. "Mainly because of the fact he was obviously lying to himself and to everyone that had laid eyes on the sight he now composed -- a guy in total denial as to whether or not he liked homosexual relations. " Honestly? Everything suggest that these ARE yours. " Using excuses such as the one he was currently sporting, only proved to the Shirogitsune that he was ridiculously moronic when it came to putting up a visage. I mean, if he was gonna lie about something and try to cover up his own liter of disgrace and embarassment, he might as well be a fucking man and say something worth the effort, right? Right; but I suppose that wasn't the case when it came to this guy. But whatever, it really wasn't his business, since he didn't know this fucker -- much less did he care about whether he was at ease with his insecurities.

" And besides, if *I* picked out something for you, you'd probably be afraid to wander into here again, heh. " Sneering lecherously at the other with mischief written on his expression, he zoned out for half a minute as some sort of daydream set into his mind-set. It included him and this feline-fuck back at his home in some random theater-like room watching some of the most hardcore yaoi ever known to the shounen-ai fanbase. Subjectively, he saw himself merely grinning lucidly -- obviously elated at sight -- while the other stared with bubbly eyeballs in both intrigue and confusion with a hint of fright in the pools of those golden orbs. Raising a hand to sheath his chuckling onslaught, he quirked a brow as the other tried to assail him for the yaoi. Albeit, the simple notion of having the feline up against him was quite enticing, he didn't really enjoy the brash action. With a slight push, he looked back at the crimson-one and answered the inquiry. " Andddddd, I'm Kin. "
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sat Feb 14, 2009 1:48 am

Kenichi looked at them silently.

It seemed that several things had occured at once, but it mostly involved "pink" colliding into grey-- No, " Kin"-- to try and retrieve his manga's, he assumed. But it was an utter and absolute failure on pink's part.
' Wow. How foolish.' he found himself thinking, his brows furrowed as he watched the two ukes do their little uke dance infront of the manga shelf. This feeling was a strange mix of being irritated and suprised, but completely captivated.
And "pink" was still reluctant to give up his name. Why would it matter? ' It doesn't matter. I'll just call him pink.' he reasoned with himself, losing interest in the boy's name if the consequence was working this hard to achieve having it.

" Okay." He replied simply at Kin and the announcement of his name. Not to Kin. At him.
Was it abnormal to be born with such looks? To be born so small? He didn't know anyone with bodies like these. Was it just a coincidence that he happened upon them, now? Just on his way to work? 'Huh.' He thought it was mildly convenient.

" You seriously need to get serious about this shit, man. 'Cause that's .. that's just fluffy bullshit. "

Kin had said that just a few moments ago, hadn't he? To the defenseless Pink? Of course it'd be that Pink wasn't mentally prepared to take the onslaught of accusations and subtle mockings about his homosexual mangas, which would, in turn, direct themselves at his vulnerable orientation.

That was a little ridiculous.

" It's ludicrous to critisize someone for their taste in any of this 'bullshit'. Isn't it all basically the same concept?" He asked, aiming his question at "grey", dully.
" Two guys meet, overcome whatever obstacle it is that's in the way, and have lots of very appealing sex, so that the reader get their kicks, right? Whatever the plot is, the intentions are the same. For every single volume of this nonsense."
He opened one of the many "volume 2's" he was trying to politely give to Kin, and flipped through it deadly.
" There." He pointed to a very graphic illustration two men in the lusty act of saudimy. Of course it wasn't nearly this flawless and perfect in reality as the mangaka's of most yaoi's would like their readers to see, but pretty pictures made for more people liking to look at them.
He thought the raw disfunctionality of two men together was more appealing than these prettied-up pictures.
" It wouldn't matter which series it was. Maybe he's just not as into this heavy stuff as you are, you little sicko." He finished with a grin in Kin's direction, his eyes hard and direct with the irritation he felt toward him. But with a cute face like that, he couldn't be too hostile toward him, no matter how badly he wanted to be.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sat Feb 14, 2009 10:58 pm

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" I t ' s ludicrous to critisize someone for their taste in any of this 'bullshit'. Isn't it all basically the same concept? " That was true, but Kin didn't really give a fucking fuck. In his opinion, watching all that fluffy shit just meant you were a pussy who couldn't view the raw friction of sex between two guys. Instead, you'd watch some fuckers go on and on about how they don't know how to express themselves. It's really, really, really annoying, and when they do finally fuck -- the series just fucking ends, and everything you've done in order to simply watch the damn series becomes useless and lame. Heaving a deep sigh, he tilted his head as he looked over at the volumes lined up. " It's not always the same concept, numbskull. Like, you could say that what you said is usually the mainstream guideline for yaoi, but that doesn't necessarily define every single series. So, suck it, mang. " Raising an idle finger to tug down on the ridge beneath his right eye, he probed his tongue out in a childish manner to prove he had won.

When the numbskull had called him a sicko, he wasn't sure how to react, literally. Should he have been insulted or complimented? The two competed at levels beyond his say, and he didn't really know which one to choose, because either one seemed competent enough. " Uhh, " Rolling his sights back to the feline, he wondered what to say in what little time he had left to make a comeback. I mean, yeah, there was enough reasoning to be insulted by the statement, since it's not everyday you hear someone call you a ' sicko. ' It's as if they were characterizing you as some psychotic rapist who wandered the streets dressed in some pink leopard suit with a moronic smile on your face. Or as if you bestowed some sort of bestiality lab in your garage, where all these pornographic films were recorded with a vast array of animal selection. And if not those two, then it'd be as if they were accusing you of purposely skullfucking some seventy-six year old hag through the left eye socket, and then dutifully ejaculating through every seam of orifice the woman would have. Those, my friend, are scenarios that would truly depict a ' sicko. ' Not the fact that he watched hardcore pornography in his bedroom with Glittertits in between his legs -- yeah, no. On the other hand, Kin knew he was sick, so it sort of fell into place to a certain degree. But eh, I suppose it didn't matter. " Does it *really* matter? " Aiming the inquiry towards Kenichi, he bundled up the few voulmes he could manage to gather and turned towards the feline with a grin. " I think you should come home with me, kitton! Maybe seeing some of these will change your mind. "
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sat Feb 14, 2009 11:26 pm

S o it seemed the audience had been distracted from Fringe's sexuality thanks to the help of the red headed male. A small sigh of relief released itself as the two debated against each other, about the strength of yaoi and its different stereotypes. Some of the things that the grey-haired boy had said before had disturbed him, though.

"And besides, if *I* picked out something for you, you'd probably be afraid to wander into here again, heh."

What gave him the right to think that, exactly, anyway? Pink began to ponder on this, his mouth twisting a little as the two continued to argue, lightly. The grey haired male must've been some sort of porno monster, a real pervert to have such bragging rights. An irritated groan fell out of his mouth, just as the Shirogitsune had peeled his eyelid, unveiling a light felt of pink, flaunting it off towards his opposition. "These aren't even mine," Fringe reminded them, dully, suddenly not even beginning to care whether they labelled him homosexual or not. He doubted he'd ever see these two again. Kin's request threw him off a little bit, his usual glare of denial sweeping across his expression, "No. I'm not interested in yaoi. At all." he remarked, bitterly, before he crossed his arms.

What was with these people?

Why did they feel like they had the right to pry at his own personal life, anyway? Why was his sexuality any of their business? This must've been what all gay males did. Once they saw a male holding anything hinting towards homosexuality, they would do everything in their power to convert him into their way. Well, Fringe refused. He would be turned into no such thing. With a cute little mumble, the kitty turned, stubbornly, and attempted to dismiss the two by walking away.
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sun Feb 15, 2009 12:30 am

" You don't have to leave. No one is accusing you of anything." Kenichi told to the back of Fringe's head, dully.

" Well, you want to leave, and I have to get to work. So I'll see you off." This was his very very pathetic attempt to hold Fringe there for just a moment. He defended him, so this couldn't hurt his "first impression" point average, could it?
'After all, it was Kin who scared Pink away.' He thought as a flicker of irritance flashed through his hazel eyes.

Really, someone as "pure" as Fringe would obviously be afraid of blatant requests like that. Kin knew that. With as much yaoi as he read, Pink should be like an open book.

" You want to hurry and get home so you can finish all of those, right?" He looked at the volumes in Pink's hand as reference to what he was talking about.

This was another obvious attack on the poor boy. But he couldn't help himself. It was an open vulnerability, and predators like himself and Kin were anxious for open wounds like this.
" You don't need to deny it. In face of two gay men, it's almost useless, right? So why don't you just admit that you like yaoi? It's obvious that both of us realize anyway." He submitted before Fringe could deny it.
" It's not such a bad thing if you just admit it."

Actually, now that he thought about it, he was contradicting himself. He was accusing him, wasn't he?
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PostSubject: Re: G A Y ? {N}o, thanks. I j u s t like the { Y A O I } ...   Sun Feb 15, 2009 9:17 am

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" No. I'm not interested in yaoi. At all." Well, that sure was bummer, wasn't it? But Kin knew the stupid cat was lying, because it was so blatantly obvious that it hurt to even look at the poor guy. He was, however, incredibly offended by how bluntly the other had rejected his offer. Like, oh my god, what the fuck, dude -- literally. It wasn't everyday he got rejected by stupid, insignificant drones who didn't know what to make of themselves besides whine and bitch about how they can't decide. Augh, I fucking hate this guy. Grimly glaring at the retreating figure, he felt as the taller male brushed past him and headed towards the pussy. He could tell that the crimson-locked one was very well irked by the manner in which Kin had acted towards Fringe, but he didn't quite care. It wasn't as though he depended on him to freaking live or have stability in different other aspects. And besides ... the faggot wasn't even *that* fuckable. There were other TALL guys who were much more finer than he was, so moping about losing this one wasn't too much of a big deal. Hell, he could find more than a dozen at Keio at his own fucking whim and nothing more. Sneering towards the duo, he carried his bundle towards the cash register, a look of malignant determination obvious in the way he walked past the two fuckwads he was beginning to detest.

He honestly did not want to care about whether or not he ever saw them again, or how goddamn cute the cat w-- Wait, what the fuck? I'm supposed to hate him! FUCK him, he's a fucking pussy ass bitch! As he placed the bundle down before the employee, he groaned with a sense of rancor flowing out of the gesture to define how antagonized he was feeling. Perhaps it was because of the fact that -- although he hated admitting it -- the rejection had this deadly aftermath that sort of probed through the Shirogitsune's ear and molested the depths of his actual brain until he just wanted to gauge his eye balls out. While he went through this ridiculous feat, the attendant registering his purchase marveled at his distraught phase. And when he had actually caught her grinning like a moronic idiot, he lashed out at the woman with, " What the fuck are you grinning about, you fucking piece of shii-- Auuugh. Hurry up. " Instantaneously, the woman scrambled before the pile with her free hand pushing down on price-buttons, obviously scared shitless of the teenager standing before her. When Kin got mad .. Wow, shit went down. And not just because he had a temper, but because he had ways of actually doing shit, rather than boasting about it and not doing it. But this sort of stuff didn't really merit that sort of treatment, so I suppose he let it slide. Hopefully he'd leave this shithole before those faggots.
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