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@yoshitki | CONT. FROM HERE

[ TO: KISHINUMA ] Did they make you happy! :)

[ TO: KISHINUMA ] Also, remember to send those to all your friends!

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This RP blog is becoming private for the use of @yoshitki & @kizamism closed AU. This blog will be used for only that AU until further notice.

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getting a muse for this again........

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    “Then why were you–”

Don’t even bother asking. Why question this kid’s intentions anymore? Another worn-out sigh.

    “Yeah, sure.”

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“We can even call Kizami to join us! Pizza party with my besties! Yaho!” Pumping an an excited fist in the air, he didn’t wait for Yoshiki’s say on the matter before running off to the home phone to order pizza.

“Do you want the meat lovers special?”

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What a waste of effort. To think their eyes were burning over this. Well, food didn’t just go bad right away. What would make it go bad is if it sat out on the counter for too long.

    “Just put ‘em in a bowl or something.” A pause. “With the knife-”

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“Good call! I’m so glad we’re not using chilis for anything. Spicy food makes me sweat and hiccup uncontrollably.” Have even more wasted effort. Aren’t you glad, Yoshiki?

He swiped the red doom into a food container and closed it tight.

“Let’s order pizza for dinner!”

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Suspicious eyes - albeit burning, teary eyes - squinted at the gesture. Not a chance in hell he was falling for that. Yoshiki pulled himself up with a weary sigh.     “How helpless are you? Geez…”

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Helpless? Not the first he heard this. “Ha! That’s what all of my friends say. I’m so glad we’re becoming closer friends!”

Kurosaki glanced back at the chilis on the cutting board. “What did we need these for again?” Actually, he wasn’t even sure if they needed to be used. He just started cutting something because he wanted to seem useful.

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And down he went. Not before knocking his head against the wall on the way, that is.     “Dude…get off of me.” While Kurosaki wasn’t exactly heavy, the scene wasn’t a pretty one.

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“Oh! Thanks a bunch for cushioning my fall, Kishinuma. You’re a true pal!” 

Kensuke was already feeling a lot better thanks to his friend’s quick action from earlier. He hopped back up on his feet and offered his (chili infected) hand to Yoshiki.

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buddybudbud:

He’d briefly shut his eyes mid-sigh while Kurosaki relieved his pain, which reopened at the worst possible second. What were the odds?     “H-hey, watch where you’re touching!” Yoshiki’s eyes are already watering.

Water splattered everywhere immediately after he jerked up to see what he have done. “Oh shit! Sorry dude!”

Moving out of the way too quickly was unfortunately, a mistake. His footing slipped and he collided directly into Yoshiki. “--ACK!!”

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21st Icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to a terrible pick up line.

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His hair is on fleek.

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“I love Kizami!”

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buddybudbud:

    “What sort of dumbass move was that?!” Pulls him over to the sink and runs the cold water.

“I-I was also cutting onions too....” So he needed to rub his eyes. Lord have mercy on his furry hamster soul.

The eased the blinding pain. Kensuke expressed relaxed sigh and reached over to give his buddy a thankful pat somewhere, unknowingly brushing his chili fingers over the fake-blond’s eyes.

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yoshitki​

     “HELP!! I was cutting peppers and I rubbed my eyes!”

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