[ICHIJO] It's Study Time~

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 500. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi had been rambling on for a while now, ever since they'd met up after school to walk home together. Well, they were walking to Satoshi's home together. After all, Ichijo was going to tutor him when they got there. And as much as he was looking forward to that, he couldn't help but go on about his day. It had become a habit of his. The good, the bad; he always told Ichijo everything that had happened. Well, most of the time. "And then I had to get up in front of the class and recite one of the poems. It was a really long one too, but I was able to memorize it like I was 'spossed too. Most of it at least. I messed up a little bit a few times but my Sensei told me I did a really good job!" After a short pause, he continued, "And then, when every one was done, she handed out new poems for us to recite next week. Mine's not as long as the last one, so I should do even better this time. It's about Halloween. Kind of. It talks about ghosts and pumpkins and candy and stuff." He stopped to think for a second. He'd gone through his entire day already and there wasn't anything else left to tell. Unlike most days, he hadn't been bothered by any of the other students. They'd all left him alone. He was glad for that. After all, he didn't like getting picked on. It wasn't his fault he was born a bit frailer than most. Grinning up at Ichijo, the little boy grabbed his older friends hand. "What about you, Ichi-san? How was your day?" Because he asked the question every day, just as he outlined his day for Ichijo every afternoon, he knew not to expect very much. Unlike the eight year old, Ichijo didn't explain everything that happened throughout the day. But he was fine with that. When they reached Satoshi's house, he pulled at the chain around his neck, revealing the silver key that was dangling from it. Unlocking the front door, he stepped inside and kicked off his shoes. Dropping his bag to the floor, he took off his jacket and hung it by the door. Picking his bag back up, he headed to the kitchen where he grabbed a bottle of Orange Soda and a bag of Chips (BBQ Flavored). He always grabbed a drink and a snack before heading up to his room after school. "You can grab something too, if you want, Ichi-san. Mum and dad wont mind." Once Ichijo had grabbed what he wanted, Satoshi headed up the stars and to his room. He tossed his bag onto the bed before hopping up onto the bed himself. He'd normally sit at his desk but not this time. He wasn't studying by himself this time around. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; Continued from Here~! SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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The older boy had just listened to his younger friend ramble on and on after all he was used to him doing that by now. Even though sometimes it annoyed him, he was not sure if he wanted to talk about that anymore. He let it go, cause most of the time it made him laugh, cause the boy always had a way where he managed to do that. He was one of the few who made Ichijo smile more then he might have known. "Well you remembered most of it so that's at least a start...can't rush everything..." He knew that much, but then again like he would be able to talk on that he had to be good at everything.

And if he wasnt' well then he was stupid enough to try it till he was. He just never wanted to give up on anything. "The teacher gave you one on Halloween well that shouldn't be hard for you to remember..." He knew that much then again the only reason Ichijo worried about that day was he would get to take Satoshi trick or treating usually. And he had a thing for candy, he always had some on him somewhere, he usually shared with his friend when he remembered or thought about it. He thought about his day when his friend asked it had been fine but he had failed one of his tests cause he hadn't studied for it.

It was partially his fault for falling asleep, but he had tried and that was all that should have mattered but no he had to be better then that."Well it could have gone better....but got some new books to work on now...and homework is always fun...Though we played soccer again today...so that was a bright side..." Not that he wanted to talk about anything else school was annoying to him. He slipped his shoes and jacket off moving them out of the way so they weren't in a bad place. And grabbed a drink and nothing else really he wasn't hungry at all at this point in time. He just wanted to get his mind off of the day at this moment.

He moved to sit on the bed next to Satoshi, his homework could wait or he could work on it as well. He hated working on it anyway and had a habit of falling asleep while working on it, he had done that before when he was here.

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 400. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi was more than happy to hear that his friend had an okay day. He would have, of course, like it better if Ichijo'd had a great day but he could help how it'd gone for the older boy. All he could do was try and make the rest of the day great. That wouldn't be too hard to do, right? He couldn't decide. On one hand, the would be studying and doing homework. On the other hand, they'd be playing games and talking and just hanging out. So, that would lean more to having fun and making the rest of the day great, wouldn't it? Either way, after making himself comfortable on his bed and having Ichijo sit down beside him he uncapped his soda and took a sip before sitting it on his bedside table and then pulling his bag into his lap. Shuffling around, he pulled out two textbooks (History and French), two notebooks (one for each subject), a workbook (for French), a few pencils, and an eraser. He stacked the material next to him and dropped his bag to the floor before turning to look at Ichijo. "So what do ya wanna do first? Help me with some French or with History? Or maybe we should do our homework first?" He swung his legs, letting them bounce off of the side of the bed, and grinned. He was already having more fun than he normally would have been having. Just having Ichijo there made all the difference, even though they weren't doing anything yet. They were just sitting there, sort of enjoying each others' company. But that's all that Satoshi really needed. His thoughts from that morning came back to him but he pushed them away for a little while longer. They should probably get a little bit of work done before he mentioned any games, Punishment or otherwise. The topic had nagged at the back of his mind all through school, though it hadn't bothered him then since he'd had plenty of other things to think about. Now though, it had surfaced again. Still, that was a topic for a little later. He shook his head and sniffled. "Anything in particular you wanna do first? After we study a bit first, I mean?" Was it too obvious that he had something specific on his mind? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; A little short, but here you go~! SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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He had to think that the day would improve now that he was here with Satoshi, not that he wanted to bring up anything that would make it bad for them. He yawned, no he wasn't tired, he was maybe a little bored and trying to figure out what to do from here. There had to be something he could do, he was just not so sure what that something would or could have been lately. This was just about studying then hanging out some before he had to go home, he did not want to worry anyone, but at the same time he was just way to bored to have to speak of things.

He pulled out some of his homework, figured he might as well get it out of the way while he was helping Satoshi with his studies. "We should at least finish our homework, then we can start on history..." he was speaking again, but quietly maybe his nervous feelings showing again. He was not sure he wanted to get away, and just play some games. But finishing homework came first he knew this all to well now. 'at least I can get my homework done too...and father can be happy for once...' He had to hope but most knew how his father was, well at least when it came to homework.

He didn't wish to talk about very much, he tried to focus on his homework more before he looked to Satoshi. "What homework do you have?" He didn't know much about it after all he only paid attention to his friends homework when he was here. Or when he actually wanted to have something to do with him which lately did not seem to be very much did it. "Hm I have something in mind...." He couldn't help but feel the heat appear on his face, maybe he was blushing and didn't know why. He tried to clear the thoughts away but it was hard for him to do now.

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 500. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Though he had only pulled out his books for History and French, his homework sheets for Math and Science and Literature where stashed in his French notebook. He had a few days to memorize his poem for Literature. The other two sheets of paper had various problems printed on both sides, but they were easy problems. Nothing he could do, anyway. He actually found math really easy, so he'd have no problems with that part. Science was another matter, though. Even though he was really good at it, it would take a little while. He had to work those problems out a little bit more. "Kay~" Satoshi grinned at his friend and nodded, agreeing to do homework first and then work on history. It was fine with him, doing it that way. He knew, after all, that Ichijo had homework of his own to do. So it was best to do their own homework first. Because he didn't want either of them to end up not getting it done and then getting into trouble for it. That wouldn't be very much fun. And he much preferred fun. Getting to work, he decided to do his math homework first. It was the easiest, so it made sense to get it out of the way quickly. It was a lot of problems to do, but they really weren't hard at all. It was just a bunch of problems from different chapters that they had gone over already. A bunch of chapters that he already knew. So he was breezing through the problems rather easily and, though they got harder as he went through them, he quickly finished up the front side of the page. Turning over the page, Satoshi looked up at Ichijo. "Math and science. But it's really easy stuff that we've been over a lot." He kept his answer as short as he could so that he could get all the homework out of the way. After all, he wanted to get finished so that he could play some games and stuff with Ichijo. Still, he didn't slack off or anything. He checked over his answers and he went along, making sure that he was doing them right and had the right answers to them. As he finished up the math worksheet a few minutes later, he grabbed the science paper and looked over the problems. He had learned how to do them already, like he'd said, and he didn't expect it'd take all that long. He did start on it right away though, because he looked up at Ichijo again. This time because the older boy said he had an idea of what they could do after the first bit of studying. He couldn't help but grin a bit more. "Really? What is it, Ichi-san?" The boys curiosity was peaked and, for now at least, his science work lay in his lap, upon his French textbook, forgotten. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; A little short, but here you go~! SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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Ichijo carefully put his books on the bed, trying not to move to much, he was sore from school, the running. And well a few other things, he would not talk about it anymore. He was away from that place, it was just now that he was here other thoughts were getting in the way. This was time away from it, and all the problems other then the homework. He was here with his friend, and he didn't mind it at all, sometimes things happened and well how he felt it was not something they could ignore. Nor had he ever tried, he wanted to have things go the way they did before it all fell downhill. Though he was not as concerned as he thought he might have been, he wanted to just hold the boy close to him and forget school. Homework all of that, it was something he had to do, but he didnt' want to at all. "Hm...now what to start on..." He picked at his science homework, he didn't want to do it, yes he knew how to. It was just not his thing, but he started to work through it, watching Satoshi out of the corner of his eye as if he was waiting for something right now.

He sighed and tried to focus, but his mind just wanted to wander it seemed so how would this help them both now, he wanted to know more of what his mind was talking about. He had just finished one of his homework sheets when Satoshi spoke up. He knew the boy was one for talking, but maybe this was about homework or something the other male actually wanted to talk about. "Good well the sooner we are done the better..." He wanted to play games and would do that soon enough, he might not know if this was a good thing for him being here. Some people didn't like that idea and yet here he was either way. "You will see..." he kinda moved closer to the boy, not wanting too much distance between them now. he would help him the best they could, but homework was more annoying then anything.

He pushed his own homework aside as if he was saying he didn't want to deal with it as he looked at Satoshi the thoughts going through his mind might have seemed to be a little odd. 'Those thoughts...' It might have just been a simple little thing but his mind was trying to think over it and whether he should really do it. He knew he had to at least try one way or another.

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 500. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi got quiet for a moment.thinking about his science homework and wondering what Ichijo had in mind for them to do after. It was hard to concentrate on just his homework, especially when his own thought's came back to mind again. The three different topics fought to dominate his mind, though he did his best just to stick to his homework. Like his friend had said, the sooner they finished that the better. But all the thoughts floating around in his head made it hard. At least, harder than it normally would have been. Still managing to answer some more of the questions on his worksheet, he let his mind wander around a little. It was easier to do that rather than force the thoughts away, currently at least. He normally didn't have a problem locking thoughts away for a while but right now, well, it just wasn't working. Even so, letting his mind wonder was working well enough so he'd just continue doing that. For now at least. While the thoughts slowed down his pace in regards to the homework, he still managed to work through the problems at a good speed. He checked his work after every question before moving on to the next and in no time he was flipping over the paper. 'Blue has the shortest wavelength...' he thought, writing down something about oxygen and nitrogen before moving on with his work. 'I wonder what Ichijo wants to play.' He was on the 19th problem now, almost done with the sheet. 'I wonder if he want to play the Punishment game. Or whatever it's called.' He finished up the last problem and gave the paper another look over. Seeing that he'd finished it all up, he grinned up at Ichijo. "Finished~," he sang out. He frowned a little when he noticed that Ichijo had pushed his own homework away already. Had he finished that quickly? He figured it was possible, since Ichijo was so smart and all. Still, he felt a little bit concerned. What with the way his friend had pushed away his own work and was just sort of looking at him. He tilted his head, "Somethin' wrong?" His voice was a little softer than usual, as if he were about to cry or something (though he wasn't). He reached out towards Ichijo's arm, though he didn't grab hold of him. It was like he was reaching out to comfort him but didn't really know what to do. Which he didn't, not really. But he sure hoped it helped somehow. Even if it was only just a little. He didn't want Ichijo to feel sad or upset or anything. He wanted Ichijo to be happy and comfortable and all that good stuff. He wanted his friend to smile or laugh or maybe both. He thought about giving the older boy a hug. 'Would Ichijo mind if I gave him a hug?' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; <.< I tried to make him all cute. Did that work at all? SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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Ichijo would have much rather just tickled, and well held onto his friend, maybe even did something else. His mind was happy, being here but his heart wanted something else or so it seemed. He shivered and resisted the need to do something, he would probably fall to it eventually. He looked at his homework, and started scribbling on the page. Maybe it was just him trying to ignore what was going through his mind at this moment in time.

Would the kid get mad at him, or just laugh and act like it was nothing. He was not sure if the kid would understand his feelings, he wanted to get him to but it was not that easy was it. The boy seemed to be thinking about his school, and well Ichijo didn't wish to get in the way of that. They had been friends for a long time this one thing couldn't ruin it right, there had to be that hope there.

He wanted to just toss his homework now, there had to be a reason what was going on. If this made all the sense in the world he was trying again to focus. He sighed and closed his book, well that homework was done. He didn't want to do this anymore, he just wanted it to stop. "Good you finished..." Ichijo tried his hardest, his mind had so many things going through it. All the stuff at home, things he kept to himself. He wondered if Satoshi had noticed how tense he seemed lately. Around his father mostly, he didn't want anyone to know.

He moved his vision to actually completely focus on the boy who was touching his arm. He wanted to break, but he had to be strong always. It was a promise he made to himself when that dog attacked his friend or tried to. He didn't want him to get hurt ever. And yet he wanted to be more then just friends, maybe it was just because he knew it was what his heart said. Or he just hoped nothing would go bad again. He didn't want to lose anyone not again. "No...."He wasn't open, but Satoshi was bound to get things out of him no one else could.

He wondered why the boy was touching his arm though. He didn't know if he should say anything about it.

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 720. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi couldn't help but feel as though his friend was lying to him. He didn't know why he felt that way and he didn't want to think that Ichijo would lie, but that was just how he felt. Even though he tried to reason with himself about it. He wanted to believe that the older boy would tell him the truth about whatever. But even as he thought about that, he realized that every one had their secrets. And besides, when something was bothering him he didn't usually tell anyone. He kept it to himself so no one would worry. So why wouldn't Ichijo do the same? Still, the young blonde didn't like it. He didn't like it when his friends hid things from him. He didn't mind listening to them and helping them if he could. But maybe this was something he couldn't help out with. Maybe Ichijo was just thinking really hard about something and it didn't involve him at all. Maybe it was something to do with his own school work or his family or something like that. Maybe he was thinking about one of his other friends. But that didn't change the fact that something seemed wrong. His friend had never been the most upbeat and talkative person around, and he did have his moments were he preferred to stay quiet, but this didn't really seem like one of those times. Had he done or said something to upset the older boy? He didn't remember doing any thing but his homework. And he hadn't really said much since they'd sat down. So then what was it? He couldn't stop himself from asking the question that was currently at the forefront of his mind, "Did I do somethin'?" Of course, being who he was, he didn't stop with the question. He barely even paused before he continued on. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to." Like it had been when he'd asked Ichijo if something was wrong, his voice was soft. This time, however, the kid may have very well been on the verge of tears. But he didn't want to cry, not right now, he had more important things to worry about. Like trying to make Ichijo feel better. Pushing his books and homework away, he pulled his legs up and stood on his knees, facing his friend for only a second or two before burying his face in Ichijo's shoulder and wrapping his arms around his friends neck. He certainly hoped that his hug didn't make things any worse. But it wouldn't, right? People liked hugs when they weren't feeling well or felt bad or something like that, didn't they? He could only hope so because, after all, it was a little too late to change his mind. And anyway, how could Ichijo not like the hug? Satoshi found it nice and warm and comfortable and, if he could go back to before he did it, he'd do it again. "I don't want you to be sad, Ichi-san," he muttered, just barely above a whisper. He never wanted his friends to be sad. None of them. But he especially didn't want Ichijo to be sad. He wasn't really sure why he cared so much more about Ichijo, he just did. And he couldn't help it. It's just how it was. For him at least. Satoshi sniffled, but it was hard to tell if it was because of the little cold he'd had all day or if it was because he'd been on the verge of tears a few short moments ago. He didn't even know, not really. Sure, he still felt sort of like crying, but he didn't know if that'd been the cause of him sniffling just then. And, honestly, he couldn't find it in himself to care which it was. Instead, he just tightened his hold a bit. Sure, he'd loosen up, or let go completely, if Ichijo pushed him away or tried to put a little bit of space between them, but until then, he was quite content to just hold on tight. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; Tried for cute again. With possible tears and some vulnerability thrown in. >.> SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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He was able to hide things from most people, but with Satoshi it was just so hard for him to do that. He wanted to speak his mind, though he felt as if he didn't have to do that. He knew he had to be careful yet again, and make sure he didn't say the wrong things. Or do bad things he wanted to keep people happy mainly the ones really close to his heart. He would have to say it or maybe just show it, his face seemed to heat up again at the very thought of it. He was trying to keep his focus simply on the school work but it wasn't working at all. He would have to try harder if this was going to work, but he knew it would just fail. With where his mind had gone it probably wouldn't have come back at all. "You didn't do anything Satoshi...nothing bad....it's just..." He was not sure if he was saying the right things, this might have been a bad time for it.

Not that he was so concerned at this point in time he was trying the best he could to make sure he got what he wanted. Or what he felt like he needed to do. "You didn't do anything..." He looked to the boy, he didn't want him to cry that wasn't supposed to happen. "Take-kun....I..." He sighed, and tried to focus again this was nto working out that well. He looked to him, and it was just the way it was. No one would know if this was gonna work out on all of this. He wrapped his arms around his friend well the best he could, he was worried as it was.

But there was other things going through his mind and he knew how that would have worked. Did they have any real idea what was going on up here. He hoped the parents would stay away for now. "I'm fine ....you are here now...that sadness is just a reminder of something..." He wanted to make it go away, and it seemed to just go that way. He had to do something before they got interrupted by someone.

He moved the boy to have him actually sitting on him, and well the next thing he did was bad and yet not bad. He would not be able to do much about this. He would press his lips against the younger males for just a moment, well it would seem like just a moment. But when he pulled back he wondered what Satoshi would do. He had done something wrong, but he couldn't really hold back now could he.

{{ooc: had to do it >w> If it's bad just tell me and I'll take it out....but i mean hey Satoshi knows how Ichijo feels now >w> aww it's so cute....-hides them from Lily- Seemed like a perfect moment cause he was going to start crying or seemed like it so uh yea....go for yaoi love >W> I mean go for love yesh?}}

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 800. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi wasn't sure why he felt like crying. Especially after Ichijo told him he'd done nothing wrong. Maybe it was because he knew that something was bothering his friend, whether it was his fault or not. Or perhaps he was just being a little oversensitive to the situation. But that was him, wasn't it? Oversensitive when it comes to friends. Maybe not always, because his happy-go-lucky demeanor usually over-rid things like being sad or anything like that. But even though he now knew it wasn't his fault, he still felt somewhat responsible for it. He didn't know why that was, it was just how he felt. He couldn't help it. It must have been because he was the only one there, other than Ichijo. That made it his job to cheer the older boy up. And if he couldn't do that then, in a way, it would be his fault. So his feelings about things weren't really that far off, now were they? Well, that part of his feelings at least. There was something tugging at him that he couldn't place. An emotion deep down, one that he was still a bit too young to really understand. He knew what it was, but he didn't know. He knew the feeling was for Ichijo, but a feeling much the same was also directed at him mum and brother and his father and his friends. But, somehow, the way he felt for Ichijo was a little bit different. But he didn't understand how or why. Maybe that was another reason he was on the verge of tears right now. When he felt the thirteen year old's arms move around him, all of a sudden he felt a lot better. A strange feeling bubbled up in his stomach and his heart skipped a bit. He chalked both up the being happy that Ichijo wasn't upset about the hug. He also chalked the warm feeling that spread through him up to that as well. He wasn't too far off, since the feelings were sort of caused by the happiness that flooded through him. But what about that happiness? Why was it there as strongly as it was? That thought didn't even cross his mind. Because he loved Ichijo. So of course he'd be happy. It was just like when he hadn't seen his brother or his mum for a while, when he'd run up and give them a big hug. It always made him happy. Because he loved them. So that had to be the same as it was right now, yeah? That's what he decided, anyway. After all, he didn't understand the difference between the love he felt for his friends and family and the love he felt for Ichijo. Maybe he'd ask about it. He could always ask his big brother about things, right? Or maybe he could ask Ichijo, once everything was happy and okay again. His mum would help him if he asked too, wouldn't see? But maybe he'd just think on it for a while. He liked figuring things out on his own. Once he'd pushed his thoughts away, he realized that he'd been moved. He was sitting in Ichijo's lap now, one leg on either side of the older boy. When had that happened? He had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed he was being moved. You'd think you would notice something like that, absorbed in your thoughts or not. Not that it really mattered. He would have fought back anyway. Actually, he rather liked the way they were sitting now. It was more comfortable than how he'd been positioned before. Satoshi pushed away, just a little, so that he could look at Ichijo. When he did that, it was obvious that he hadn't actually been crying, though his eyes had teared up a bit. He sniffled again, only seconds before Ichijo moved forward and the eight year old found a pair of lips pressed against his own. His eyes widened in surprise but he didn't move to pull away. The contact made that feeling deep inside of him stir again, more this time even. His heartbeat quickened, though he couldn't fathom why it'd do such a thing. Even once Ichijo had pulled away, Satoshi didn't move. He felt all tingly. That was the best he could do to describe the feeling. Slowly, though, he came out of that little trance and move a hand to his lips. He tilted his head, a questioning look on his face. A silent question, asking what had happened. "Ichi-san..?" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; Picture the cutest, most adorable, curious and confused eight year old you can and you'll have a pretty close idea of the face Satoshi is making. And, even though I didn't go into detail about it, he's just really curious and a little confused, not upset about what happened. SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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Maybe this whole thing had come as unexpected but he couldn't be scaring his friend right. The boy seemed to be scared by a few things and this was not one of them. He had to be sure of that, and if he had made a mistake he would figure a way to make it better later. He was being caring about his friend it was not a problem was it. He could barely understand why his mind was doing this. He had to make sure he was doing the right thing, and well he wasn't about to run out that was not who he was. Nor who he would ever be, he had that planned out already. He yawned, well it more of a sigh as if he knew something was not right.

He didn't care though, as he looked to the boy who he was still holding. He wanted to know what he had thought after he had just kissed him. He was thirteen and his friend was eight what would the others have said about that to him or anyone. He wanted to know if he had done the right thing, and if the boy actually liked him that way. It had seemed that way but people were always lead on and teased or used so easily. It was why he was so careful, they would not understand that. If it was bad he would keep his broken heart and other things to himself. Most people did that and it helped them out enough.

Ichijo shivered, and kinda held the boy, he was not sure what to do. He was looking more down at his hands then anything. Like he was slightly ashamed of what he had done. But at the same time he wasnt'. He didn't really mind it at all, he was sure of that it was just whether he tried to get that across or not. "Sorry Satoshi...I...guess it just got the better of me...not that you seem to have minded..." He sighed, the homework had been tossed aside for a moment he wanted to know what he was thinking. If he didn't mind it, the boy would do it again.

"Are you alright Satoshi....I didn't mean to do anything bad..." He might have seemed to have been a little flustered which was probably no surprise after what had happened.

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 450. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi was confused. That's all that could really be said about him. For a little while at least. And then he became even more confused when Ichijo apologized. Why was he sorry? Had he done something bad? Something he hadn't meant to do? But if he hadn't meant to do it, he wouldn't have done it. Right? And if it was something bad, then Ichijo would have stopped himself. Wouldn't he? It hadn't felt bad. Not to him. It had felt, well, he couldn't really describe exactly how it had felt. But it had been nice and warm. And he certainly hadn't minded it at all. If anything, he'd have to say that he'd liked it. Despite not really understanding certain things he did understand that he'd enjoyed what had happened only moments ago. But all the same, he was a little bit scared. Not because of what had happened but because Ichijo was apologizing for it. Did that mean he shouldn't have liked it? Would Ichijo be upset if he said he did like it? He didn't want that to happen but he also wouldn't lie. He was a horrible liar most of the time and he was an even worse liar when it was Ichijo. Besides, he hated lying. Especially to people that he cared about. So he looked down and whispered, his voice soft, "It's okay Ichi-san. I didn't mind." He wasn't sure why, but his face felt a bit warm. He felt a little like he did when he was about to cry, except he wasn't about to cry. It seemed a little more difficult to breathe than it usually did. His heart was pounding. He didn't really know what to do, so he just sat there. What more could he say? Saying anything else could lead to Ichijo getting made. Or sad. And he really didn't want either of those things. Would Ichijo be happy that he hadn't minded the kiss before? He couldn't be sure about that. After all, the older boy had apologized and said that what he'd done was bad. That meant it was wrong, what had happened. So then, it would be wrong if he wanted Ichijo to do it again, right? "I didn't mind it," he whispered again. He felt guilty about it. He thought over what he wanted to say next. Trying to decide the best way to say that he was sorry too. For liking it. "It was something bad, wasn't it? I'm sorry. But I didn't mind at all." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; I was temped to ruin the moment by having Satoshi ask about the Punishment games. You know, to go along with the talk of what Ichijo had done being bad and all. x3 SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

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He knew he probably confused or hurt his friend it was not what he wanted. He wanted to make some sense out of this his feelings and all that good stuff. He had kissed him, the boy was blushing he didn't know it but it was obvious. And he wanted to do it again, that was not a good thing. He had to keep away from it, and make sure no one noticed it. If the boy's parents found out he would probably be hit for it, and he hated it. He just wanted to make his family happy, would they listen to him. He was nervous, should he really look up at that person he had just kissed, or should he ignore it and go back to his work. He was not sure but he took that moment to look up at him. "Satoshi...." He did love this boy, it had taken him time to figure it out though which was a problem.

"You didn't....mind?" His eyes went wide, he was not sure if this was a good idea, he held onto the boy and just tried to keep his mind back from what was going on. He knew it had to just go on, sometimes it was easier that it went. He would figure it out and do his best, he nuzzled the boy, just breathing on the younger male's neck. He wanted to know if he was truly doing the right thing there was only a few things he could say from here on out. It was just not that easy at all.

He was happy that the boy hadn't minded it, it was like all the sadness had just faded and here he was holding on his friend well would they still be deemed friends or something more. That was still to be seen. " Not really bad....I just didn't want you mad at me for that....but you didn't mind it either...so it works doesn't it..."

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][tr][atrb=width,360px][atrb=valign,center] Sometimes I Feel A Little Fragile... Sometimes I feel so frail so small LOCATION; konoe residence. TAGS; ichijo. WORDS; 600. MUSIC; fragile by delta goodrem. CREDITS; kei of sa tt and ote. [atrb=style,background:url(http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/Nightmare-san/Background/crazyb.gif); opacity: .75; width: 450px; height: 520px; border:5px #8A8788 solid; -webkit-border-radius:10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; padding: 10px;] Satoshi, admittedly, was still a bit confused. He was only eight, after all, so he wasn't completely sure of what a kiss meant or which two people were supposed to do something like that. Granted, he couldn't recall seeing two guys kiss or anything, but did that really mean it was wrong. Would it have been alright if he'd been a girl? Or was it wrong more because of their ages rather than their genders? He did know and, really, he didn't care. It was wrong. Ichijo had said so himself. But both of their actions sort of insinuated that they wanted to be in the wrong here. At least, that's how Satoshi saw things. Ichijo had kissed him even though he knew it was wrong to do it. That meant he didn't care if it was wrong or not, right? And him. He hadn't minded it at all. If anything, he wanted Ichijo to do it again. You know, if Ichijo wanted to. That meant he didn't care if it was wrong or not either. He sat their and let the older boy hold him. What else was he to do? He wasn't sure. Besides, he quite liked being held. He figured that sort of went hand-in-hand with liking hugs. After all, when you were giving someone a hug you were holding them. Although hugs don't usually last all that long. Most of the time. But anyway, he sat their and let himself be held. And he even wrapped his own arms around Ichijo. When Ichijo was finished speaking, Satoshi pulled away a little and grinned up at his friend. He didn't understand what Ichijo'd been so worried about. "Why would I be mad, Ichi-san?" When he continued from there, it was in that way some children talked when they're admitting to something but are embarrassed or worried or something like that. You know, sort of like admitting that you're lied. You don't really want to do it because you're worried how the other person will react. Or maybe you really do want to tell them but you're still worried. Well, anyway, that's what he did. Though he didn't realize he was doing it. Begin his third-person confession of childish love and friendship and innocence: "Ichi-san didn't need to worry. 'Cause Satoshi really loves Ichi-san and just wants Ichi-san to be happy. 'Cause Ichi-san is Satoshi's best friend right? So of course Satoshi wouldn't mind anything Ichi-san did. 'Cause Ichi-san is Satoshi's favorite friend outta everyone!" He looked down a bit as he spoke, though he wasn't really thinking about what was coming out of his mouth. If he'd been thinking about that, he would have scolded himself for caring about one of his friends more than the others. Because, you know, he didn't know that you could love people in totally different ways or anything like that. Shoot. He thought you loved everyone exactly the same if you loved them at all. Except maybe your kids. Parents might love their kids more than their friends or something. But when it came to friends, you were supposed to love them all equally, yeah? No. Apparently that wasn't quite the case. Still, though, he didn't understand love at all. It was something new to him. Something he couldn't just read a book on to understand it fully. He'd learn, though. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NOTES; Sorry for the wait. I'll try and do better. SATOSHI'S COLORS; speech. thoughts. SATOSHI'S VOICE; here~. OTHER'S COLOR; speech.

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