Shouichi's breathing hitched at Byakuran's questioning, but aside from the very, very quiet gasp there was nothing. He might not have mastered his breathing just yet, but Shouichi had had years to train in controlling his facial expression. He'd kept this charade up for nearly five years now after all.
"The only secrets I'm keeping, are the ones between the two of us," he whispered quietly, just a hint of darkness and anger in his voice. Not enough to sound defensive, but enough for Byakuran to know he felt insulted. The man would think it strange if he wasn't, even though in reality Shouichi had no right to be.
Because Byakuran was right, and hitting far, far too close to home.
"And unlike you, I don't pass on my work to my subordinates," Shouichi added, bringing his voice up to a casual tone again. He ran one hand through his hair and gave a small shake of the head. "There's a difference between 'asking them to help' and making them do all of it, Byakuran-san."
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Date: 2012-04-02 08:07 am (UTC)"The only secrets I'm keeping, are the ones between the two of us," he whispered quietly, just a hint of darkness and anger in his voice. Not enough to sound defensive, but enough for Byakuran to know he felt insulted. The man would think it strange if he wasn't, even though in reality Shouichi had no right to be.
Because Byakuran was right, and hitting far, far too close to home.
"And unlike you, I don't pass on my work to my subordinates," Shouichi added, bringing his voice up to a casual tone again. He ran one hand through his hair and gave a small shake of the head. "There's a difference between 'asking them to help' and making them do all of it, Byakuran-san."