Sugary Distractions~Satoshi~

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	Ichijo slipped out of his house, at that moment his parents were still sleeping. Thank goodness it was the weekend and they wouldn't freak out if they found him gone. Then again he would probably be back at home with Satoshi by the time they woke up. Really his mind had been way too tired when he made plans with Satoshi last night. He hadn't been completely aware of it till he checked his phone again and there was the message from last night. Ichijo messed with his black hair standing in front of a the window the shop. He was trying to get the just woken up look to go away, knowing people were looking at him weird. But he shrugged it off this was only about meeting Satoshi. Yawning again he leaned against the wall to wait for his friend, at least for a little bit. Though it seemed like he was late again and that made Ichijo slightly worried. He had told him where they were going which would lead him away from the dogs that lived near them. Or at least he hoped so unless Satoshi decided to take another way again, he did that way too much sometimes. Really Ichijo just hoped he had been smart and stayed out of trouble, the boy blushed a bit at remembering the last time they were together. Or at least when they were at his house...he had done something to him. He did hope that Satoshi hadn't told anyone and it hadn't bugged him. They did still talk and hang out so it probably hadn't unless he was hiding it. But Ichijo should have been able to tell that so even now he was just a bit confused. What was he supposed to say to explain that and what had happened there. Looking at the phone in his hand he was half tempted to call him, and just see what was taking so long but he didn't. No the boy just stopped and slipped his phone back into his pocket. 'Satoshi get here soon please...' The stares from other people were starting to annoy him, he wasn't dressed in his school uniform. Or anything else to make himself stand out so what was with the random stares. He hoped it was just his imagination and that his friend would show up so he didn't need to think about it anymore. Couldn't blame him for not wanting to think about such a thing, it did get quite annoying. He just closed his eyes and tried to distract himself again, the hour he was supposed to be here had already passed. It left Ichijo with little to do right now other then wait for him to get here. Or wake up one of the two maybe he would go by his house instead.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,bTable] [STYLE= float: left; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Mouse.png); width: 250px; height: 250px; margin-left: -50px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Satoshi_001.png); margin-top: 85px; margin-left: -133px; float: left;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 45px; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 00AA00; margin-top: -115px; margin-left: 165px; float: left; text-transform: lowercase; ;]SATOSHI[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; color:585858; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 300px; margin-top: 166px;]TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]Satoshi was up late, jittery and excited about the next day. He knew he should have been sleeping but it just wasn't working out that way. He'd tried, of course. He'd tried very hard. But by the time he'd actually fallen asleep it was the early hours of the next morning. Only around one, maybe two, but that was way too late for a boy like him to be going to bed. So, when his alarm went off he'd hit the snooze button. And it didn't stop with the first hit. He'd hit that button at least ten times before he'd finally pushed himself into a sitting position, glancing at his clock but not quite comprehending what it said. He sat there for at least two minutes before his eyes went wide and he jumped of the bed and to his closet. He made quick work of discarding his pajamas and pulling on jeans and a long sleeve shirt. Then made even quicker work of brushing his teeth and pulling on his boots, before sneaking downstairs and grabbing an apple. He headed out the door, pulling his scarf on as he went, and locked up behind him. He was already late enough as it was, he didn't want Ichijo to have to wait any longer than he already had. Though it probably wasn't the best idea in the world, Satoshi ran the entire way. There was, of course, the occasional stop to catch his breath but other than that it was a straight out run. When he finally spotted his friend, he couldn't quite get any words out. But he waved and, after taking a few gulps of air, grinned. "Sorry Ichi-san. I couldn't get to sleep last night."[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 9px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]TAGS :: ichijo NOTES :: finally got something posted for you. though the template will probably be changed.[/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 35px;font-family: arial black; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; color: ffffff; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #949494; text-transform: lowercase; width: 400px; text-align: center;]CODING x TEMPLATE = RAYAH! OF BTN![/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	Really Ichijo only wanted his friend to get here already, it had been way too long. Giving a small sigh he wasn't sure what to think now, all he needed was to talk to him, hang out. They hadn't just gone out and done things since the last time at the park, which wasn't exactly a happy moment. The wound and all it still made him remember, even though it was gone. Just like if he looked in the mirror he would see it, sighing a bit and looking up. Where was he, still not here yet really this was not like him. And yet he also had a habit of sleeping in for too long, or not waking up when he was supposed to. Ichijo looked around again then thought he heard someone running up to him. Now he recognized that and had to know who it was. "took you enough were you that excited." Ichijo teased a bit as he spoke, just smirking at his friend. It was good to see him again and at least in one piece. Yet he didn't know what he was going to do this time, they were here for sweets and things like that. But he had to tease his little friend a bit, his way of hiding the slight crush he felt like he had. But he couldn't tell Satoshi that, the child was too young. All he wanted to hold him close and just be the one he wanted to be. After all Ichijo really liked him, most of the time he ended up loving him. But no way was he going to tell him that, Ichijo would bit back the thoughts. Playing with the necklace around his neck he wanted to go do something with him. Yet he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, could he end up doing something good and make him happy. That was another Ichijo wanted to do. "you know you didn't have to run kid." He smiled a bit and just gave the boy a light pat on the head, he knew it would exhaust him. But yet that was not going to help out was it. "let's go get something to eat." He held his hand out for him, it would only seem as friends of course. Even though to Ichijo part of him might have wanted to think of it as more. Better then just letting things getting to him he wanted to help out his friend. What was he supposed to say or really do this time anyway. Maybe he hadn't changed all that much, but yea there was only a few moments that might have complicated it. So he was just fine with that. Now to get his little friend something sugar like because, at least to make him hyper.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,bTable] [STYLE= float: left; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Mouse.png); width: 250px; height: 250px; margin-left: -50px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Satoshi_001.png); margin-top: 85px; margin-left: -133px; float: left;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 45px; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 00AA00; margin-top: -115px; margin-left: 165px; float: left; text-transform: lowercase; ;]SATOSHI[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; color:585858; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 300px; margin-top: 166px;]TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]"I was really excited. I tried hard but I just couldn't sleep." He really hadn't meant to stay up so late. Or to hit the snooze button so many times. He hadn't meant for Ichijo to have to on him for so long. But it was too late to keep on fretting about it. There was no way to fix it, he could only try to make up for it. He didn't figure that would be too hard, seeing as he was there now. And they always seemed to have lots of fun together. It was always nice, being with Ichijo. Even just sitting in the park was fun. Except maybe that last time. But that was something totally different from their usual hang-outs. Especially when compared to the time spent together in his room. Satoshi was still a little bit confused about that encounter, to be honest. He understood a little bit about it but not everything. He was currently under the assumption that what had transpired was something that happened only between really, really good friends. Someone you loved a whole lot. But not the same kind of love like he had for Touya, a different kind. It was that part that confused him, the different types and degrees of love and friendship. Maybe because he was young? Or just because he was inexperienced? It didn't really matter though. Whatever the reason he didn't quite understand it, he didn't care. He just knew that he liked the feeling of having Ichijo close to him. Even just this made Satoshi happy, and they were currently a couple feet apart. So when Ichijo extended a hand to him, he took it without a second thought and his grin widened. "I didn't want to keep you waiting even longer. So what are we eating?" He didn't actually care much what they ate. He'd munched on his apple during his first break on the way there so he wasn't starving or anything. He was hungry, though, but he was more excited about being there with Ichijo. Hopping once so that he stood next to his friend, Satoshi smiled up at him. His eyes shined and his head was tilted, curious about what they were going to be doing. He just couldn't keep the excitement from taking over his face. At the prospect of spending time with his best friend. At the ideas of all the fun they could have. At the thought of what had happened between them before and could possibly happen again. Would it? He had liked it. Liked the feeling it had given him. But, of course, he knew it couldn't happen out here. It was their secret, something only the two of them knew about. He kind of liked it that way though. "We're going to have lots of fun today, right, Ichi-san? What all are we gonna do?" [/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 9px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]TAGS :: ichijo NOTES :: <3.[/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 35px;font-family: arial black; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; color: ffffff; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #949494; text-transform: lowercase; width: 400px; text-align: center;]CODING x TEMPLATE = RAYAH! OF BTN![/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	He wouldn't blame Satoshi for being excited really that was normal for him, usually he might have kept Ichijo up to. Just spazzing about how excited he was but that hadn't happened maybe because Ichijo had passed out. Or his friend just didn't want to, he wasn't sure and didn't ask. Better not to as far as he was concerned. The boy sighed a bit and just smiled at the boy, it was a bit of a smile. While he didn't show much, he was a bit happier around his friend so it didn't matter to much. He didn't need Satoshi to question anything though, that would make today complicated. "You tried well maybe next time I'll sneak in your window and make you sleep." He teased again, he could have easily curled up in his bed and just snuggled Satoshi. At least until he fell asleep then left but usually if he tried to leave the boy just held him back. It happened a lot so much so that he was used to that by now and Satoshi's family didn't mind him much. While the same could be mostly said for his, but another subject Ichijo wouldn't talk about not today. He just wanted to see his hyper little friend, get that memory of last time out of his head. But he really couldn't to avoid bringing his hand up to his lips he turned his attention to Satoshi. He did want to know what he was thinking about last time though, the boy was too young for that still. But Ichijo had seen his parents kissing like that and they were lovers and married. So was it right or was it wrong just because his secret crush was young and a boy. Something he couldn't make sense of and probably would never be able to till he was older. The boy held onto that hand almost a bit tighter then usual, he didn't know what to think. Was he supposed to know, not this time but he would just pretend it was normal. Take care of his friend and spoil him a bit as always. "Well I figured we would get your favorite sweets and a few other things. It's been awhile anyway." That was true he hadn't spoiled his friend like that for awhile, and yet each time that thought of calling him friend passed through his mind. It just kept feeling weird but he would ignore it for now that was the best he could do. He was trying to resist what he felt and how long that would last well he wasn't sure. Only he would know and that could have ended badly, not that he wanted it to. He had liked that feeling so ignoring it would be hard. Walking with the boy he just smiled they weren't really that bad still, and he had to wonder what anyone would say. What did they look like to other people he wasn't sure. "Of course we are I already have most of today planned out. Let's just go before you get too hyper huh?" That was simple as that for now, but he wanted to do maybe a little something later. Not that it was anything bad...or maybe it was, he still couldn't figure that out.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,bTable] [STYLE= float: left; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Mouse.png); width: 250px; height: 250px; margin-left: -50px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Post_KU_Satoshi_001.png); margin-top: 85px; margin-left: -133px; float: left;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 45px; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 00AA00; margin-top: -115px; margin-left: 165px; float: left; text-transform: lowercase; ;]SATOSHI[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; color:585858; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 300px; margin-top: 166px;]TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]"I can get to sleep on my own," Satoshi put on a pouty-face, his face going a little pink at the teasing. Truth be told, it didn't actually bother him. He didn't mind Ichijo's teasing at all because it was all in good fun. Besides, he'd happily let the older boy in his window any time. Because it meant he'd have someone to cuddle up with to go to sleep. Sure, he had his stuffed animals. But they didn't compare to an actual person. It was always better to have someone to snuggle up to, someone that you really cared about. And Satoshi knew one thing for sure. He cared about Ichijo more than he cared about a lot of other people. Maybe that was why he always help on to Ichijo's hand like he never wanted to let go. Maybe that was why he kinda wanted to ask Ichijo to sleep over tonight. Because being close to Ichijo made him feel comfortable and safe. It was like the way he felt with his brother, just different. He wasn't sure why but it did. And it wasn't a bad kind of different either. It was a good kind. It was fairly common knowledge that Satoshi was a bit spoiled. Between his parents, his brother, and Ichijo, he never really wanted for anything. They'd shower him with sweets when he wanted them most of the time, they'd let him do whatever he wanted sometimes, and it was rare that he didn't receive some type of affection or another. Of course, the majority of all that stemmed from Touya and Ichijo but that was perfectly okay with Satoshi. Really, he preferred it that way. "Ice cream and cake too? And strawberries?" His grin widened and his eyes lit up, more than happy to indulge in some of his favorite sweets, "You're definitely the best Ichi-san! He was already more than a little excited about whatever it was Ichijo had planned for them to do, and that excitement grew more and more by the second. Especially after mention of sweets. All kinds of fun things started popping up in the blond boy's head and he couldn't decide which of those things he hoped Ichijo had planned more. But it didn't truly matter anyway. They'd have fun, that was a given. And since he was with Ichijo, he didn't really care what they did as long as they did it together. It would be no fun otherwise, and today was all about the fun. Just thinking about it made him all jittery and bouncy and he found it a bit hard not to start jumping up and down. "This is gonna be the best day ever~ I bet you've planned all kinds of super fun stuff to do! Let's go~" He was definitely already working on being a little overly hyperactive. Even without the sugar. [/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: arial; width: 400px; font-size: 9px; margin-left: 30px; margin-top: 1px;]TAGS :: ichijo NOTES :: <3.[/style] [STYLE=margin-left: 35px;font-family: arial black; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; color: ffffff; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #949494; text-transform: lowercase; width: 400px; text-align: center;]CODING x TEMPLATE = RAYAH! OF BTN![/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	That cute pout it just made him want to pinch his cheeks even more, or tease him. Either way today was going to be a long and fun day. That was something he was pretty much sure of. Now if only he could keep Satoshi entertained and his thoughts far away from that, then they would be good. But at the same time he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to either way. "Sure you can. You wouldn't mind me crawling into your bed anyway." Ichijo smirked a bit, and covered up a yawn before looking around. No one watched them so at least that way he didn't feel completely insecure out here in the open. That would be the one thing that ticked him off, and he knew he might have to put up with it. Blinking at the kid he just didn't really think much of it, this person had always held his hand and no way would he hold him back. What was the point of that it might only make things worse for all of them anyway right. No he doubted that he just would rather not think about that right, no need to worry this time. "yes Ice cream and cake with strawberries..You really are way too cute." The boy ruffled his hair a bit with his free hand and just kept walking, holding the door open for his friend. This couldn't be that bad they just had a lot to work on now knowing them. It might be complicated if certain things surfaced later but he didn't think they would. Satoshi was spoiled because they really cared about him, in Ichijo's case a different way then the others. Maybe even more then the others, but he wouldn't bring it up. "Oh really am I? I don't think so...I just know what you like." Giving that smile again he wasn't looking for praise no he didn't have to do things like this to keep his attention. Never really had to Satoshi was always just there and wandering back to Ichijo. So there wasn't much he had to work with there, all he did was try not to upset him. "Sure it will just try not to exhaust yourself already. You'll need that energy." He teased and purred a bit, why he was acting like a cat he had no idea. But he just looked around and waiting for Satoshi to pick something, half tempted to pick up the boy so he could see better. Maybe that wouldn't have been so different if they hadn't done that before. But no it really didn't change matters, things just would be handle a less awkward way. Putting his hands on the boy's hips he kinda lifted him just so he could see better. At least to pick what he wanted, it wouldn't be weird to Satoshi would it. He didn't want to do that kind of thing to him.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #e7e7e7; width: 480px; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 60px; border-bottom-left-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 60px; border-top: 1px dotted #bfbfbf; border-right: 1px dotted #bfbfbf;] [STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 55px; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 30px; color: ffffff; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 3px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #c1c1c1; width: 370px; margin-top: 15px;]SATOSHI TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=background-color: d7d7d7; color: 00AA00; text-align: right; width: 340px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 8px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 1px dotted #c1c1c1;]eight year old elementary student[/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; -webkit-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: right; margin-top: -80px;] [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 70px; height: 70px; border-top-right-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; border-bottom-left-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: left; margin-top: -24px;] [/style] [STYLE=text-transform: lowercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; width: 260px; color: 695e6c; line-height: 10px; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 80px;]❝ I'M ALWAYS SCARED AND WORRIED, I'M ALWAYS ON MY TOES. I NEVER CAN IGNORE THINGS, AND YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW. I SMILE AND GRIN AND PLAY PRETEND, LIKE NOTHING COULD GO WRONG. BUT DEEP INSIDE I CANNOT HIDE, THAT I AM JUST NOT STRONG. I DO LOVE WATER AND I DO LOVE THE SUN, BUT BY BODY IS WEAK SO I CAN'T HAVE MY FUN. SO JUST LOVE ME FOR ME, THAT'S ALL I ASK. IT'S NOT THAT HARD, IT'S NOT SOME GREAT TASK. ❤ ❞[/style] [STYLE= background-color: d2d2d2; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; border-top: 3px solid #cacaca; border-bottom: 3px solid #cacaca; color: 655b68; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 30px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; -moz-border-top-right-radius: 30px;] Satoshi stuck out his tongue, playfully, at Ichijo's comment. It didn't matter that the older boy was completely right, all that mattered was he was being teased and it was his natural instinct to respond accordingly. With the childish act of sticking out his tongue and making a 'bleh' sound. But it was all in good fun, Ichijo would know that. Because his older friend already knew that he was right. Satoshi wouldn't mind Ichijo crawling into bed with him. Actually, he'd quite enjoy that. Conversation quickly turned to focus on the task at hand though and, upon hearing that he could have his three most favorite foods, he pumped his fist, "yes!" He would most definitely be having all three at once. Somehow. He just wasn't quite sure yet. He could just order all three separately, but that just wouldn't do. He wanted to mix them up somehow or another. Of course, it was a little difficult to tell, even he wasn't quite sure, whether he was happiest about the news of sweets or being called cute. Because he did quite like both. And being called cute by Ichijo just made his feel all warm inside. Not to mention that, in general, he enjoyed being called cute. But coming from someone that he cared about a lot it meant a whole lot more. Grinning wide as his hair was ruffled, he hopped through the open door with Ichijo's hand still in tow. "Yep, you're the best all the time," Satoshi trailed off a bit, thinking about what he'd just said and realized something. And he made a little amendment to the statement, though more to himself than to his friend, "Of course Touya-onii-san is really awesome too so I guess you're both even just in a bit different a way." Snapping himself from the short ramble and that whole train of thought, the young blond looked up at the menu. Though he couldn't quite see it all. He was tempted to stick his tongue out again but, since they were at the counter, he decided not to. And so he ended up putting on another pout as he looked back at the dark-headed teen. It didn't last long, of course. Because he couldn't pretend he was mad at Ichijo for very long and they were standing at the counter for ordering lots of yummy sweets. He'd just decided what he wanted and was about to ask Ichijo if it was on the menu somewhere, when the other boy picked him up. "Oh," the sound left his lips as he was lifted and he quickly scanned over the parts of the menu he hadn't been able to see before. Finding the things he wanted he first spoke to the person behind the counter, "I want a strawberry shortcake with mint-chocolate ice cream on the side please.~" Turning his head to look at Ichijo, he gave his friend a big grin, "Thanks for the lift Ichi-san!~" [/style] [STYLE= arial narrow; text-align: right; color: f6f6f6; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #a5a5a5; margin-top: -30px; font-style: italic;]WITH ICHIJO TAKAHARA[/style] [STYLE=color: 00AA00; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right;]NOTES ⋆ here. CREDITS ⋆ rayah! of btn[/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	The boy just smirked and laughed a bit, his friend was really way too cute. It truly made him want to hug him and pinch his cheeks. Though if anyone saw that they might tease Satoshi and he didn't want that. It would end up being bad and he would feel really horrible about it. Knowing him he would scare off the bullies he was good at that, just the same with dogs. He was protective of Satoshi and always would be no matter who ended up getting in his way. Ichijo smiled and just wandered along really his best friend. More like his only one if he had a choice, because he wouldn't need any others that was for sure. Maybe he might be thinking a bit too hard on things, but Ichijo kept trying to shake those things off. "Where is Touya anyway? Haven't seen him around lately." Or at least he hadn't he was missing him..and well he always ended up running around. Getting lost somewhere, always working and nothing could change that. What was he supposed to do, there was only so much that he could say. "Yes I suppose so." The boy let him look at it, and wondered what he was going to get, he might as well let him do what he wanted. Or get what he wanted this day was only about him. Ichijo was used to doing this and he held onto him tight not about to let him fall. "Go ahead and pick kid. Don't worry about asking." He smiled and was being nice again, that was his nature only around his friend. Yet it wasn't going to make it much easier right, but then again they had to deal with a few things. 'I wonder what he will get...' the boy didn't mind him being up there, but he had to work with something anyway didn't he. "Thank you Miss." He just points to the cake next to Satoshi's, the fact that he liked mint and was not copying Satoshi well yea. He just wanted to sit down eating with him, then wander off where they would have usually gone. "Yea go get your food." He put the boy down to go get it, after paying for it he followed after them. Trying to make Satoshi happy wasn't too hard. He just wondered what he might say, there was a few other things he had planned today. About to make Satoshi happy, he would not bring him back to the dogs and would make sure they avoided that. "So did the parents know you were gone?" Asking at least because he figured it was a good thing to do so, not wanting to get him into trouble. Not that he would they probably had a clue where he was, since Ichijo and Satoshi were always together.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #e7e7e7; width: 480px; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 60px; border-bottom-left-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 60px; border-top: 1px dotted #bfbfbf; border-right: 1px dotted #bfbfbf;] [STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 55px; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 30px; color: ffffff; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 3px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #c1c1c1; width: 370px; margin-top: 15px;]SATOSHI TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=background-color: d7d7d7; color: 00AA00; text-align: right; width: 340px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 8px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 1px dotted #c1c1c1;]eight <3 male <3 bi-curious <3 [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; -webkit-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: right; margin-top: -80px;] [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 70px; height: 70px; border-top-right-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; border-bottom-left-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: left; margin-top: -24px;] [/style] [STYLE=text-transform: lowercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; width: 260px; color: 695e6c; line-height: 10px; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 80px;]❝ I'M ALWAYS SCARED AND WORRIED, I'M ALWAYS ON MY TOES. I NEVER CAN IGNORE THINGS, AND YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW. I SMILE AND GRIN AND PLAY PRETEND, LIKE NOTHING COULD GO WRONG. BUT DEEP INSIDE I CANNOT HIDE, THAT I AM JUST NOT STRONG. I DO LOVE WATER AND I DO LOVE THE SUN, BUT BY BODY IS WEAK SO I CAN'T HAVE MY FUN. SO JUST LOVE ME FOR ME, THAT'S ALL I ASK. IT'S NOT THAT HARD, IT'S NOT SOME GREAT TASK. ❤ ❞[/style] [STYLE= background-color: d2d2d2; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; border-top: 3px solid #cacaca; border-bottom: 3px solid #cacaca; color: 655b68; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 30px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; -moz-border-top-right-radius: 30px;] "I think he's at home in his room. He's been in there a lot. I think maybe he and our dad have been fighting." He hadn't actually hear the two fighting, but he could pretty much tell. After their arguments, their father tended to be in a bad mood all around. And Touya tended to stay in his room or just disappear all together. Satoshi didn't blame his brother for that though. Whenever he got in trouble, or just got yelled at for whatever, he liked to hide away in his room or go out somewhere. Or hide out in his brother's room, with or without the him being there. Once his feet were once again touching the floor, he spun around and grabbed Ichijo's hand again, this time with both of his own, and he bounced up and down a few times, "This is gonna taste really, really, super good. I bet it'll taste way better than any of the other stuff I could have got." Then he seemed to realize that his sweets were indeed waiting on him to pick them up and find a table. Not that finding a table would be hard or anything, there were quite a few to choose from. And picking up his snacks would be an even easier task to accomplish. And so, letting go of his friends hand once again, he hopped over, grabbed his tasty snacks, and made for an empty table by a window. It was one of those high tables with two bar-stool chairs. He put his cake and ice cream on the table, standing on his tippy-toes to do so, before climbing up onto one of the stools. His feet were far from the ground, a good thing in his opinion, and they ended up swinging back and forth as he sat their. He was already feeling the gittery-ness of a sugar rush and he hadn't even touched his food yet. He took a big bite of his ice cream before anything else, letting out a hum of happiness. It really was quite good. Mint chocolate ice cream that is. He didn't see why anyone wouldn't like it. How could they not? With all that minty, chocolaty, sweet goodness? The people who didn't like it were weird. Not bad, just weird. Swallowing down a second bite, he grinned up at his friend. "Yup~! Wait... nope~! I told Touya-nii-san last night though. 'Cause he was awake and all. I think he'd just come in actually. So he knows. And I have my phone with me. If they want to know where I am and don't ask him." He carried his phone everywhere actually, though he rarely used it. He only really ever talked to Ichijo and Touya and his mother from time to time. [/style] [STYLE= arial narrow; text-align: right; color: f6f6f6; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #a5a5a5; margin-top: -30px; font-style: italic;]WITH ICHIJO TAKAHARA[/style] [STYLE=color: 00AA00; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right;]NOTES ⋆ <3. CREDITS ⋆ rayah! of btn[/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	Ichijo blinked he didn't know what to think of that, Did Touya get into trouble again. What had he done this time it was just something like him, not always though. But still Ichijo didn't see much of him anyway, maybe they were avoiding each other. All he could hope was that he hadn't done something to tick him off. Giving a small nod he sighed a bit, he wouldn't push Satoshi further. "Are they...well maybe it's just nothing." really again he had to hope it was if not for anything more then Satoshi. He didn't want to have that boy get caught up in it, same went for Touya. But not like he wanted to talk to him anyway so did it matter. Ichijo would shake that off maybe he could talk to him later, see how it was going. Try to figure something out but really he wasn't sure how it ended up going. Patting Satoshi and just ruffling his hair a bit, like he was trying to take his mind off of all of that. No reason for a kid to think about such things it wasn't his place but Ichijo also wondered why they were fighting again. The boy blinked and looked at his friend just laughing cause of how cute it looked. Really Satoshi didn't have to try to be cute it just came naturally with him. And it relaxed Ichijo a lot he didn't have to act all stiff and focused on school with him around. "It should be pretty good. Just take a bite and find out. they did just make it a bit ago." It hadn't been too long so it was pretty much fresh and a new batch. They had made it a bit differently or so he heard, just watching him. Wondering if Satoshi was going to be able to eat all of that, why did he even ask he already knew the boy could. Following after him he just smiled and made sure Satoshi didn't fall. At least he could sit up there if he wanted to, but hopefully he wouldn't get hurt. That was simple as that he didn't need or want to explain that to his parents. Making sure he hadn't dropped anything he gave a small yawn, no he wasn't tired or bored. It just randomly ended up happening. "Oh you did? Well that's at least something don't worry about it." At least someone knew and his parents wouldn't freak out, though he didn't know what to think anyway. Touya didn't always tell things for some reason whether it was that he forgot or didn't want to. "Alright then they won't worry much anyway." It was true they didn't, because Ichijo was responsible enough he knew what he was going to do. His mind was distracted again, just nomming on his cake and giving a small purr. It was really good and he wanted to know if he like his. "So how is it Satoshi?"
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #e7e7e7; width: 480px; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 60px; border-bottom-left-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 60px; border-top: 1px dotted #bfbfbf; border-right: 1px dotted #bfbfbf;] [STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 55px; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 30px; color: ffffff; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 3px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #c1c1c1; width: 370px; margin-top: 15px;]SATOSHI TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=background-color: d7d7d7; color: 00AA00; text-align: right; width: 340px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 8px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 1px dotted #c1c1c1;]eight <3 male <3 bi-curious <3 [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; -webkit-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: right; margin-top: -80px;] [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 70px; height: 70px; border-top-right-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; border-bottom-left-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: left; margin-top: -24px;] [/style] [STYLE=text-transform: lowercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; width: 260px; color: 695e6c; line-height: 10px; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 80px;]❝ I'M ALWAYS SCARED AND WORRIED, I'M ALWAYS ON MY TOES. I NEVER CAN IGNORE THINGS, AND YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW. I SMILE AND GRIN AND PLAY PRETEND, LIKE NOTHING COULD GO WRONG. BUT DEEP INSIDE I CANNOT HIDE, THAT I AM JUST NOT STRONG. I DO LOVE WATER AND I DO LOVE THE SUN, BUT BY BODY IS WEAK SO I CAN'T HAVE MY FUN. SO JUST LOVE ME FOR ME, THAT'S ALL I ASK. IT'S NOT THAT HARD, IT'S NOT SOME GREAT TASK. ❤ ❞[/style] [STYLE= background-color: d2d2d2; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; border-top: 3px solid #cacaca; border-bottom: 3px solid #cacaca; color: 655b68; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 30px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; -moz-border-top-right-radius: 30px;] Satoshi figured that Ichijo was right. It was probably nothing. Maybe. At least, his brother was okay so it couldn't be too bad right? It was probably just that their father was upset about something Touya did. Or didn't do. It was just like when he got in trouble. His father would get mad and yell a little bit and send him to his room. Was that what happened to Touya? "Mmm," the young blond hummed in agreement, knowing that best way to see how good something was was to taste it. And it was true that the cake and ice cream was made fresh. Everything was. Always. And that's probably why it was such a popular place for sweet treats and fresh drinks. Their fruit was grown in the back, no pesticides used. Their milk was delivered fresh every morning. It was deffinitely the best place in the world to go for anything sweet and tasty. Satoshi thought so anyway. And their was little possibility of that opinion changing. Ever. Nodding his head as a way to show that he was listening and agreed, the eight-year-old ate another spoonfull of cake and ice cream. He doubted his parents would worry. If it came down too it, Touya would tell them he was off with Ichijo. Or they'd call one of the two's cell phones. Or they'd call both. Or all three. Either way, they probably wouldn't worry. At least not for long. Having made it through about half of his ice cream and cake, he grinned up at Ichijo as he swallowed. "It's awesome!" He continued to hum as he kept eating, enjoying every bite. It really was the best. "So what'cha got planned next Ichi-san? I can't wait to go and have more fun. Oh! How's your food?" [/style] [STYLE= arial narrow; text-align: right; color: f6f6f6; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #a5a5a5; margin-top: -30px; font-style: italic;]WITH ICHIJO TAKAHARA[/style] [STYLE=color: 00AA00; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right;]NOTES ⋆ <3. CREDITS ⋆ rayah! of btn[/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	While he had to make his siblings feel better sometimes when his father got mad he never listened to his own advice. That was probably not a good thing but he wasn't about to let it get to him. What was the point of that he might only manage to tick others off more. And his father was very easy to set off mostly when it was something Ichijo or the other kids did. Though he took most of his father's anger just to keep it off of them, and he never wanted to tell Satoshi. He would worry like he did last time so shaking it off quickly. At least before he was questioned he didn't need that right now. They were supposed to be out here having fun after all. And no way did he want to be the one ruining that just because he said that wrong thing. Which yes Ichijo sometimes had the habit of doing but he always fixed it in the end. he turned his attention back to Satoshi, keeping his thoughts way away from this whole thing. " That's good. It's really that amazing huh?" He smirked and just thought of teasing him a bit. Just poking Satoshi's cheek he was glad he happened to really be relaxing, it was a good thing. As much as he would have said other things, or was even half tempted to set Satoshi in his lap. Just like he usually did not that anything could stop him from doing so. He didn't want to rush into things after before. Stealing some of the ice cream he just placed it on his tongue, it was his way of teasing really. Just trying to play around he could even tease Satoshi to lick it off. That is if he wanted it back that badly but no that would be rude, and might just cause the kid to either faint or fall out of his seat. "Remember that place we passed before...the one with the cats and stuff." There was no dogs there he had made sure of that, because he knew how Satoshi felt about them. Could they blame him for trying so hard sometimes. He only wanted to make sure his friend was alright and never ended up getting hurt again. That had been bad enough when he couldn't do anything to help him. Really he only wanted to make today fun it couldn't be that bad right, he would maybe bring Touya next time. As much as he wasn't comfortable around the boy sometimes, he was still Satoshi's brother. This seemed to be going so far so good maybe when they got out of here he would randomly pick him up. a piggy back ride or something he knew Satoshi very well, and he usually knew what he liked. Even if sometimes he could be wrong, no one was perfect but at least he was trying to do something about it. That had to be good enough, though good enough could always be made into better. At least in his standards of course.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]

[Satoshi Takeo Konoe]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #e7e7e7; width: 480px; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 60px; border-bottom-left-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 60px; border-top: 1px dotted #bfbfbf; border-right: 1px dotted #bfbfbf;] [STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 55px; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 30px; color: ffffff; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 3px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #c1c1c1; width: 370px; margin-top: 15px;]SATOSHI TAKEO KONOE[/style] [STYLE=background-color: d7d7d7; color: 00AA00; text-align: right; width: 340px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 8px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 1px dotted #c1c1c1;]eight <3 male <3 bi-curious <3 [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; -webkit-border-radius: 1em 4em 1em 4em; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: right; margin-top: -80px;] [/style] [STYLE=background: url(http://i1065.photobucket.com/albums/u387/Gia369/KU/Icon_KU_Satoshi_003.png); width: 70px; height: 70px; border-top-right-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 40px; border-bottom-left-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 40px; border: 4px solid #d2d2d2; float: left; margin-top: -24px;] [/style] [STYLE=text-transform: lowercase; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; width: 260px; color: 695e6c; line-height: 10px; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 80px;]❝ I'M ALWAYS SCARED AND WORRIED, I'M ALWAYS ON MY TOES. I NEVER CAN IGNORE THINGS, AND YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW. I SMILE AND GRIN AND PLAY PRETEND, LIKE NOTHING COULD GO WRONG. BUT DEEP INSIDE I CANNOT HIDE, THAT I AM JUST NOT STRONG. I DO LOVE WATER AND I DO LOVE THE SUN, BUT BY BODY IS WEAK SO I CAN'T HAVE MY FUN. SO JUST LOVE ME FOR ME, THAT'S ALL I ASK. IT'S NOT THAT HARD, IT'S NOT SOME GREAT TASK. ❤ ❞[/style] [STYLE= background-color: d2d2d2; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; border-top: 3px solid #cacaca; border-bottom: 3px solid #cacaca; color: 655b68; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; border-top-right-radius: 30px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; -moz-border-top-right-radius: 30px;] "It's... the very, very, very bestest sweet treat in the whole entire universe." Satoshi believed that whole heartedly. It was partially because of his love for mint chocolate, partially because of his love for strawberries and cake, partially because of his love for sweets in general. And it also had to do with him being there with Ichijo. Because that always seemed to make things taste better. He thought that even as Ichijo poked at his cheek and stole some of his precious ice cream. It was all okay though. It was just a little ice cream. Ichijo was only picking at him a little bit. Nothing to get all worked up over. Just a little ice cream. The eight year old pouted anyway. He stuck his finger into his ice cream and, reacing across the little round table, attempted to slap some of the sweet treat onto his friends face. Needless to say, his arms weren't quite long enough to reach all the way over and his whole plan was foiled. He pouted some more and puffed out his cheeks. But the pouting didn't last very long. It never did. And soon after it had started a grin took over his face once again. Especially when the person you were trying to be mad at had planned such an awesome and fun-filled day. Not to mention that same person just so happened to be someone little Satoshi really, really liked. Nodding his head first as he swallowed another bite of cake, Satoshi affirmed that he remembered the place with the cats. Of course, he wasn't going to leave things and just a nod, "I remember~ Are we going there next?" Without even waiting for a response, mostly because it didn't matter if that was where they were going, he finished off the rest of his cake and ice cream. After all. The sooner he finished that, the sooner they could do whatever was next on Ichijo's to-do list. [/style] [STYLE= arial narrow; text-align: right; color: f6f6f6; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #a5a5a5; margin-top: -30px; font-style: italic;]WITH ICHIJO TAKAHARA[/style] [STYLE=color: 00AA00; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: right;]NOTES ⋆ <3. CREDITS ⋆ rayah! of btn[/style]

[Ichijo"Ikelo"Takahara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000;, bTable] ~I'm beat but I can't be broken~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]These scars on my heart I own them.[/style]
	Ichijo smiled at him, really he just wanted to pinch his cheeks and tease him. Satoshi always had to be way too cute for his own good, it might cause problems later. But Ichijo would always be around when he was needed, that was something he was sure of. Unless something ended up changing it not wanting to deal with that, if something pulled them apart well. He would probably blame himself that sounded like Ichijo as much as he wouldn't admit it. Reaching over and poking at Satoshi's cheek again, he was teasing him. No way did he want to act like a grandmother though so he kept to his own things. The fact that Ichijo leaned in so he could slap some of the ice cream on his cheek. He just laughed this was way too fun being around Satoshi. Now that his cheek was sticky he would have to clean it off, once again he could have teased Satoshi. With the whole will you lick it off, but he had more manners then that so yea it wouldn't happen. And the pouting was gone just like that...so there wasn't all that much to it. Really Satoshi was upset one second and happy laughing the next. Could call it some sort of amusement to him after all things were so different and so confusing sometimes. Though it amused him greatly. "Too cute Satoshi. Sweet just like you." He smirked and teased a little bit, not that he was going to complain. Why would he do that, all he figured was that he would work with other things. "yea I figured we should before anything else..." Not that he said what he was going to do, he hadn't brought his cat this time, and it should be distracted by it's toys so it wouldn't follow them. Which was perfectly fine with him he wanted to focus on Satoshi not chasing his cat around again. That was annoying enough to end up doing so anyway as far as he was concerned. "It will at least be fun." Since well that was him and he knew they could go there, the place was supposed to be open today. Would suck if it wasn't and messed up his whole plan but he had made sure nothing like that was going to happen today. He was way more then sure of that anyway at least this time so they had to understand him for the most part. "well when you are done we can go." He was tempted to pick him up and actually carry him there. Protective friend that he was, but he had to make sure nothing else went wrong here. They could end it like they always did for the first time in awhile maybe he would spend the night at his house. They didn't have school the next day so they could if his parents allowed it, and well Ichijo didn't care what his father thought.
[cs=2] ~Dark days when my will was stolen~ [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 500px; color: #7F00FF; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px; text-shadow: #7D26CD 0px 0px 4px;]I'm lost but I'm never lonely. [/style]