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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 20:04:06 GMT -5
Early morning Akito had been rummaging through the cabinets of the Minami house hold, looking for something he could give to Ikki when he woke up. There was nothing and Mikan didn't bother to make breakfast this morning. At the same time Akito started to hum a happy tune as he stood up to yawn with his mouth wide open before shutting it. Looking around the kitchen he slowly frowned, poor Ikki, what would he do for food?
Well, since he had nothing to do he decided to wait for Ikki to wake up. Creeping his way towards Ikki's room he had opened the door slowly and quietly to tip toe in. It made Akito smile to see that Ikki was sprawled onto his side with the covers jostled and out of order. So, Akito moved to the bed and slowly crawled up on the edge so that his face was hovering over the other's. Leaning over he grabbed the comforter and slowly pulled it over Ikki. Once done with that he had rested his cheek into his right opened palm.
"Hmm," Akito hummed to himself, leaning forward so that he could place a light kiss on the other's left cheek, hoping that he wouldn't wake the other storm rider up.
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 20:21:44 GMT -5
The bad part about touching Itsuki in his sleep was that he often reacted to it. Akito didn't know him well enough to know that, but he was about to find out.
The covers made a rustling noise when Ikki turned to lay on his back abruptly. They made another noise when Itsuki himself made an Mmmmmmmmfhgh noise and promptly lashed out with one arm, catching Akito around the shoulders and pulling him down to his chest.
Whatever had happened in Itsuki's dream coincided perfectly with what happened in reality. Arm snug and tight around Akito's shoulders, Ikki promptly tried to turn the other way and drag the body with him.
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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 20:29:19 GMT -5
Akito watched Ikki sleep before he glanced up and noticed the other's arm moving in his direction. At first he thought Ikki was going to hit him away but instead he found himself embraced and pressed against the other's chest. Then his form slowly moved over with Ikki, finding that he was pretty much stuck here. But this had made Akito smile, being this close to Ikki meant a lot to him. When Ikki finally stopped moving Akito extended his right arm to place it around the other's torso, cuddling into the other's form. He was here to wait for Ikki to wake up after all.
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 20:40:44 GMT -5
The other thing about Itsuki was his penchant for talking in his sleep. "Nnnaaaaaahhhh," he exhaled, squeezing his left arm around Akito in turn. Just barely his lips moved and formed quiet words that sounded a little like: "S....sa.....n......"
This went on for a little while until Itsuki's hand began to crawl. It backed up on Akito's back and crossed his ribs. After that it crept up the front of his body to his chest, under the shirt and all, and groped.
There was a horrified pause.
"Ah, ah, ahh--" It was that moment Itsuki woke up and sat straight up in bed, wide-eyed and frantic, eyes still clouded over with the haze of sleep. He stared right down at Akito -- or rather, Akito's chest. "Where did they go?!"
Give him two moments to realise who he is and where he is.
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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 20:44:23 GMT -5
Akito giggled frantically as the hands had swept over his body, he couldn't help that it was funny and was rather ticklish. Then he felt himself being sat up and his chin was resting down near Ikki's collar bone. Smiling up at the other storm ride he sat up so that he was eye level with Ikki. "Good morning Ikki-kun!" Akito greeted and leaned forward to grasp the other's face, pulling it in, and give the right cheek a long gentle kiss.
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 20:55:36 GMT -5
Every single one of those Good morning, Ikki-kun! kisses Akito handed out never ceased to make Itsuki go cross-eyed and confused for the whole moment it took him to get a grip on what just happened to him. When he understood, the reaction was always the same: loud.
"AAAAA, AAA?! AAAAAAA?" howled Ikki, both eyes wide while he pushed Akito away from him instead of pulling him to his chest. "A BAGWORM WORMED INTO MY BED AGAIN AND PRETENDED TO HAVE BREASTS?! I'LL FUCKING SMOTHER YOU!"
He never held through with these threats, but he did pick up a handful of blanket and plow Akito over with it, mooshing it in his face. "Bastard!"
The threats were becoming less and less because Itsuki was beginning to resign himself to the fact that Akito was a little fairy and there was nothing he could do about it.
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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 21:00:14 GMT -5
Akito watched Ikki, this part was also very fun to him as well. Though he suddenly felt the blankets get smother in his face and he moved his hands up to shove the covers up over his head so that his eye peeked out at Ikki. "I'm sorry Ikki; I was just going to wait for you to get up and I didn't want to sit on the floor," Akito beamed at the other storm rider as he sat up to give the other a tilt of his head. "Mikan didn't make any breakfast and I don't know how to cook, sorry.." at this disappointment he frowned, hoping Ikki wouldn't be upset.
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 21:08:37 GMT -5
Ikki's hair managed to be worse than it normally was. It was a style that could only be described as "perpetual bedhead" and didn't show a sign of leaving anytime too soon. He mashed one hand into his hair and messed it more than it already was, puffed up one side of his cheek, and promptly stuck that palm into Akito's face, mooshing it and shaking it left and right. "AAAAH, AAAAH?! Is that supposed to pacify me after you stole my virginity?! Eat this instead!" Okay, okay it wasn't really virginity. It was cheek-virginity.
Either way, Ikki kept mashing his hand into Akito's mouth, both brows drawn in and mouth curved down furiously.
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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 21:12:06 GMT -5
Akito watched Ikki fixed his hair in fixation, smiling at him. Before he knew it had had felt the other's hand on his mouth and his head being shook from left to right. Akito's stare seemed to go rather sad as he bowed his head in apology. Soon he lifted his hands to wrap his fingers around Ikki's wrist to stop the hand that was mashed into his mouth, and just held it there. Pulling away from the hand he loosely brought his hands up with his arms to cling to Ikki's arm. "C'mon, go take a bath so we can do something today, it's Saturday!"
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 21:19:30 GMT -5
"Doesn't feel like Saturday," complained Itsuki, who would feel differently when he was more awake. Speaking of it being Saturday-
A little dully, Ikki paused to stare at Akito. He looked as dumb as the day he was born. "... It's Saturday," he repeated, not bothering to look anywhere but the face of the other boy. "What time is it?" Because he had no hard feelings against the little worm, he started to swing his arm from side to side, jostling Akito with it.
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Post by Agito on Nov 6, 2005 21:23:57 GMT -5
Akito swayed with the arm, grinning madly as the other did so, presuming that the arm movements were for some type of ride. "Well.. it's almost 10!" Akito replied, well, that was the time he had last looked at, and he thought sleeping in until noon just wasted your day away. In mid-jostle Akito had let go of Ikki's arm to recline back in the other's bed, "..?"
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Post by Ikki on Nov 6, 2005 21:31:31 GMT -5
Itsuki raised the arm Akito was clinging. He put the palm on his cheek and mooshed it while he wiped the remains of sleep out of the corners of his eyes. When he was finished with this, his eyes shifted to the little beast.
His expression was nothing but skeptical, mouth pursed into something of a thoughtful look.
"... you had a bath already?" Ikki wasn't going to risk a chance of 'We should take one together!' even if Akito probably wasn't that bold. It wouldn't have been a big deal if Akito wasn't -- well, Akito!
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Post by Agito on Nov 7, 2005 22:06:25 GMT -5
Akito nodded his head enthusiastically before placing his hands together in a prayer, making an 'ahh' noise at Ikki, his mouth open with joy. He was shining bright and happy today, and not even being shoved away from the other was going to ruin it. Akito soon had tumbled out of the other's bed to head towards the other's dresser. Opening the bottom drawer he had dug through the clothing to examine it. What would Ikki wear today, he wondered. "Ikki-kun, what clothes are you wearing~?" Akito finally asked in a sing-song voice.
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Post by Ikki on Nov 7, 2005 23:14:38 GMT -5
Judging by the size of Ikki's mouth when he yawned he could fit a small truck, a crate, five cats, and a small island in it. (He still wasn't a match for Akito, who could fit the northern hemisphere in his.) There were tears in the corners of his eyes by the time he was done with it and his hands found the hem of the shirt he wore to bed.
He'd just pulled the whole thing all the way up to his chin when Akito's question came out. And there he was, flashing his chest to the room while he aimed a strange look at the miniscule boy who was opening his dresser. He looked positively bewildered. "Hwhaaaaaaaaaa?"
After a moment of thought, he opened his mouth and blurted, "The kind that go on your body!" The utter stupidity in which it was spoken said the answer wasn't meant as a nasty comment: it was quite (and unfortunately) honest.
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Post by Agito on Nov 10, 2005 15:03:15 GMT -5
"Oh," Akito replied as he curved his mouth into one of those perky smiles, "I meant what outfit are you wear!" By this time Akito was giggling over Ikki, how the other appeared to never use his brain but seemed to come out successful in the end. Idly Akito reached over into the drawer to pull out a pair of jeans and then snagged a navy shirt from the second drawer to turn around and face the other.
"Ikki-kun, what about this?" he chirped happily.
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