As Byakuran held out his hand for the report, Shouichi uncrossed his arms and bent forward to pick it up again. His superior's next words stopped him cold though, and disappointment felt like a brick that had been unceremoniously dropped in his stomach. So the man had forgotten.
"How could you--" he started to ask, but again was stopped, this time by the serious look on his superior's--no, his best friend's face. He might have forgotten, but that didn't mean it didn't upset him. Shouichi felt the brick disappear.
And turn into butterflies. Uncontrollable ones trapped inside a shaken jar.
"Byakuran-san!" Shouichi shouted, sharp and high, a red blush streaking across his cheeks. It took a few moments more before he could say anything else, Shouichi shaking his head all the while. "You're--you're unbelievable."
He was Byakuran, still Byakuran, and Shouichi slid one arm around his aching stomach. He firmly told it that there was no way he was going to miss this man or his antics.
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Date: 2012-04-02 06:29 am (UTC)"How could you--" he started to ask, but again was stopped, this time by the serious look on his superior's--no, his best friend's face. He might have forgotten, but that didn't mean it didn't upset him. Shouichi felt the brick disappear.
And turn into butterflies. Uncontrollable ones trapped inside a shaken jar.
"Byakuran-san!" Shouichi shouted, sharp and high, a red blush streaking across his cheeks. It took a few moments more before he could say anything else, Shouichi shaking his head all the while. "You're--you're unbelievable."
He was Byakuran, still Byakuran, and Shouichi slid one arm around his aching stomach. He firmly told it that there was no way he was going to miss this man or his antics.