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Post by Chiaki"Tal"Nagasaki on Aug 5, 2012 0:50:31 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-size:9px; font-family: arial; margin-left:15px; width: 300px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #2E0854; border-top: 4px solid #A75252; border-bottom: 4px solid #A75252; padding: 8px; color: #6E6E6E]Chiaki groaned he only wanted to make it to the dorm, and actually rest a little he felt tired. Way too tired for that matter, he was working probably a bit too hard. But the boy only wanted to get some sleep, or bug Ao the only friend he really wanted to be near. But he couldn't find him so he had given up after awhile. Just limping towards his room the fact that his leg hurt from that slipping on the soccer field. He had only cut his leg up a bit, but he wouldn't tell Ao about it. Why would he end up doing that because if he told him that he might scare him. Or cause him to worry even if Ao wouldn't speak of it at first. Really he would have just put up with him doing that if he felt like he wanted to.
Right now he was way too out of it, he might say something he would regret. Giving a small sigh he looked up to the beds, why did he have to sleep in a separate bed. Part of him was tempted to curl up in Ao's bed and he really wanted to. Because he would end up feeling a bit comfortable in that bed. Not that it was going to help him anyway but he really wanted to. Ao sighed and just crawled onto Ao's bed coughing, his stomach hurt. Not that he knew what he was going to end up getting into. Why did he have to feel sick before, there had to be a very bad reason to that.
Or maybe it was just another cold, giving a small sigh and looking around. He couldn't focus but he knew he had to do his homework. Trying to force his body up he just huffed, where was Ao when he needed him. He didn't have his number to text him now, he hadn't when they were younger. Or maybe he had he couldn't tell right now he didn't feel like thinking. Just digging into his bag for a book he tried to focus on studying. He thought he heard someone walking towards the door who was there, and what did they want. Why were they even here this time. Was he sure of that no maybe it was Ao coming back. 'Just focus on the work.' He gave a small nod as if he was thinking to himself though he was still curled up in Ao's bed. Just half leaning off of it to use the desk. So he could study a little bit.
Not that it was going to help him he had too much going on, and he wanted to tell Ao something. But he couldn't why did he feel so confused. Or insecure it was just him, looking around he could hear someone walking through the door. "So you finally came back. How was class?" Of course he was going to ask if it was Ao, if was anyone else maybe he would shut up.
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Post by Daemon Amaterasu on Aug 6, 2012 9:54:35 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-size:9px; font-family: arial; width: 350px; text-align: justify; background-color: #414141; border-top: 4px solid #BDA885; padding: 12px; margin-top:50px; color: #C5BBAB;] Ao dragged his weary body towards the Holmes dormitory. He was exhausted and his body was begging for some sleep. He’d left early this morning to get to his part time job at the studio and straight from there he went to classes. He’d just barely been able to stay awake in class and now all he wanted to do was to finally get some rest. The face of a certain red head flashed across his mind and for a moment Ao hesitated in his next step as he remembered Chiaki would be in the room by now. His heart thundered in his chest and a light blush flushed his cheeks, lately his feelings for his longtime friend had been growing and it made him nervous to be around the redhead. Shaking the images from his head he continued to walk towards his room after he entered the building. He said a lazy hello here and there to the faces he recognized and shared a shy smile to those he didn’t recognize. The days had been drawing longer and longer, it didn’t help that he hadn’t heard from his dad about his sister since he’d come back to school. His father hadn’t been picking up his calls or answering his text anymore and it had worry eating at him. Ao ran a hand through his hair as he reached his floor and walked towards his room. When he opened his room door he was surprised to see Chiaki on his bed but even more so he looked almost sick. He frowned slightly just as Chiaki spoke and replaced it with a smile as he said, “Long and tiring. Work and classes kind of tired me out.”He dropped his bag next to the door and shrugged out of his light jacket, letting it hang from his bed. He fell face forward on the bed next to Chiaki, feeling the warmth he seemed to radiate and ignore his pounding heart. He frowned and opened his closed eyes when he really noticed the heat radiating from Chiaki. He shouldn’t be feeling it this intensely and he sat up on the bed. Leaning in Ao unconsciously brought Chiaki’s face close and rested his forehead against his, frowning more when he felt how warm his friend was. Without moving away he asked, “Ki-chan, are you sick? How long have you been like this?” Worry was setting in and so nothing else really registered on his mind but his friend’s health. [/style][STYLE=font-size:12px; font-family: arial; width: 350px; text-align: center; background-color: #414141; border-top: 4px solid #BDA885; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #C5BBAB;] tags: Chiaki words: the count. notes: listening to A thousand miles[/style] MADE BY KIWII OF BTN | |
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Post by Chiaki"Tal"Nagasaki on Aug 6, 2012 11:30:51 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-size:9px; font-family: arial; margin-left:15px; width: 300px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #2E0854; border-top: 4px solid #A75252; border-bottom: 4px solid #A75252; padding: 8px; color: #6E6E6E]The boy was biting back his thoughts, those ones in the back of his head it could only get better right. Maybe Ao wouldn't question much about him being in his bed since Chiaki used to tease him saying it was the better one. Plus as much as he would never admit it the bed smelled of Ao, the blush appearing on his face that he quickly shoved away again. No way did he want to do something wrong, or hurt someone else. Or even pass whatever made him feel so sick and tired. Again knowing him he probably just worked his body way too hard.
That was something he and Ao had in common at moments, but usually Ao knew when to stop. Chiaki kept going until he couldn't anymore. Tilting his head and looking at his friend, the boy seemed tired so maybe he wasn't the only one. Now even more he didn't want to show that he wasn't feeling that great. Not that person who wanted to burden others even if he could just curl up on Ao's lap and sleep. That would at least help him sleep right...and he wouldn't feel as if he was alone. But Chiaki quickly shook it off trying to hide the cough not letting out much other then a small sound. "Well then you should rest a little. They are giving you a day off soon I hope." At least that was him for you, always turning it around to make it about other people.
Chiaki looked back to his book trying to study still, that constant headache was getting harder to ignore. It had started earlier and just now was getting really bad. The process of being sick probably but how could his body hold onto things like that. Blinking at Ao he just smiled, and gave the boy a light pat he really didn't mind. Maybe he would notice actually that was all he wanted was Ao not to notice the heat. Maybe even Chiaki didn't notice it he could be so focused on his work that he was sometimes oblivious. Blinking up at him again through confused eyes, he was only a bit tired it couldn't be that bad. "I'm okay just a little tired...been like this a day or two...it wasn't that bad before." It was in a sense the truth but he just wanted to forget studying, drag Ao into the bed and use him as a pillow.
Acting more like a child at the moment, he would have regretted it and part of him did. But he couldn't completely lie to his friend that was wrong. All he wanted to do was sleep once again covering up the cough, it was comfy on his friends bed. And he kinda just didn't move taking the cool feeling away from his friend, trying to steal it maybe because he felt too hot. Really he truly didn't think that it was that bad, just pulling back and curling up on the bed near his friend.
He only wanted to sleep they both did right, but he knew he would have to deal with Ao freaking out and being all worried. Not that he could blame him it ended up happening since they were pretty much best friends. "I'm okay really...it's probably just a cold." he had studied and worked way too hard so there was a reason for it probably, but he had a feeling Ao wasn't going to let him just ignore it.
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