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“Hey, Sho, can I ask you something?” An anxiety inducing question for nearly everyone on the planet, although the realization of it’s weight didn’t hit until the words had already been out. 777 dropped his phone on his chest, raising his hands up defensively.

“It ain’t anythin’ bad, I swear.”

The singer gave a sheepish smile as he looked up, violet eyes meeting golden hues. The two had merely been lounging on the bands couch in content silence, 777 with his head in the lap of the other, freshly washed and blow dried hair scattered about, Sho’s fingers running through it.

“Whenever me an’ the gang go to Ramen Don, you never wanna come wit’ us. I mean, I bring ya back somethin’ regardless, ‘cuz it’s good food, honestly– but do ya not like it? If ya got any other ideas on where ya wanna go once an’ a while, I’m sure the guys won’t mind.”

Amber eyes glanced downward as they narrowed. The question all the more suspicious as it was a trigger loaded question for anyone. ‘Nothing bad’, yet he already looked like he was cautious in the question directed to him. Finger of his free hand tapping on the arm of the worn couch he sat on awaiting the question, which had a probability of being a stupid he’s sure. Yet, it caught him off guard. Inwardly frowning, being question to his lack of presence of going to...’that’ place. It would be simple for someone to not like the food and just didn’t care about going back, right?

“I know it’s good food.”

He’d never reject the food in the least when he brought him something. Usually the same dish indicating that it had to be a favorite of his, which he had to have been to the restaurant before. At least to him, the majority of most ramen places were garbage or at least sub-part not coming close to the quality that Ramen Don had. Not just in taste, but the effort made to make sure each dish is just tailored to the customer. It always tasted better and better no matter how many times he had it.

But actually going there? He out right refused when it was the place of choice. Merely stating he didn’t feel like going and to bring him back ‘whatever’. Truth be told the fragmented memories he had would hit him in the face so hard if he even had to see that place from a distance. Composer knows hat he was going to feel stepping in it.

“The hell you even askin’ me a question like that? It’s just food--”

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"Ow, ow-- OW!! Stop moving, my septum piercing is caught on yer jacket!"

He’s joking...

Yet, pulling himself back and hearing another wail of pain was enough to confirm that this clumsy binomial known as 777 had gotten stuck to him.

“You...you factorin’ dumbass!  Ya’ REALLY must have that much of a negative I.Q. to even manage to do sum stupid crap like this. Swear ya’ brain dead half the time, subtract yourself from me right NOW.”

It shouldn’t be a surprise. Why SHOULD he be surprised? The probability was all too high for something like this to happen, yet STILL he managed to do so because the male’s own hereditary clumsiness just floored him. Probably served him right for even hanging all over him like he did, since Sho and general touching should never be in the same equation and look what happened a problem came from it.

The had half a mind to just shoved some distance between the two of them & big deal if the there was a chance of an unfortunate ripping of the piercing. Not like it wouldn’t heal up, but he wouldn’t hear the end of it. That means he had to put in the effort to unbutton his jacket for the sake of not ripping him a new one even if it was TEMPTING. A low grumble was made when he began to unbutton his jacket.

“Pain in the ass half of the time I swear--”

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I need to tidy up this blog. Looks about as trashy as Sho’s junk heaps. :V

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Ah, tumblr forever ruining things like xkit. Noice.

Also, May the 4th be with you guys.

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Gotta continue the tradition

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‘A773|\|E710|\| ALL BASIC BOTTOM FACTOR BINOMIALS! BACK BY UNPOPULAR DEMAND....”

“Moi~”

If you didn’t think he wasn’t going to RISE from the fucking ashes again (or whatever vending machine) you were sadly mistaken. So--

HAPPY PI DAY

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‘One of the few times I wanna jus’ sleep an’ people won’t shut the factor up for a few miliseconds.’

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"Hey, babe~ Happy Pi Day, I guess. Don't understand why ya like math so much, but I'm happy yer enjoyin' yerself." Places a kiss on his cheek. "I tried baking a pie fer ya, but it didn't go so well, in case yer wonderin' what that smell is..."

What was to understand? It was odd that no one else shouldn’t be celebrating it. Numbers were fascinating and the best thing about it they were the same no matter what part of the world you were in.

‘Even you bein’ gross can’t even put a damper on my mood.’ Sev that’s still extremely gross, but yes the reaper was more than enthralled with this holiday. Even to the point where he was humming rather happily. Still...who really would be? It was almost like Christmas to him and...he hated that holiday if you can even call it that.

...

...the hell did he even attempt to bake?

‘And here I though tit had somethin’ to do with Spike.

What you do burn the stove? Surprised you didn’tburn down the whole factorin’ place.’

Yeah, don’t go doin’ that again, but least there was an effort?’

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‘Feh, none of you basic binomials even deserve to...

“This is why we like Another Day Sho better.”

Shoves Neku into a nearby trashcan.

‘Thaaaaaat’s better. No one can’t ever say I don’t do my part for this planet. Subtractin garbage one ginger at a time~’

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Ah, the awaited Pi day. It's not like Sho's been counting down the minutes to this for the last month or anything; no, Kariya's just managed to remember of course ... Regardless, the Harrier hunts down Sho, speciality pie in hand; it had taken him close to three hours to prepare the fruited treat which had the notorious Pi symbol carved in the center of the crust. "Happy losers day~" Kariya grinned & hummed, offering the pie to Sho with a mild flourish.

‘Loser’s day, huh? Thought that was your birthday.’ He quipped with a grin.

But...he’s actually rather impressed that Kariya actually did something or just put in ANY effort for that matter. He must be in a fairly good mood. Then again, he’s probably one of...well okay probably the only one that can even put up with his overbearing enthusiasm for Pi-day. If you could list more than one person that even loved it more than Sho it’d be a marvel of sorts to find a bigger nerd. Sho seldom appreciate few things, but THIS he gotta admit he just loves as this should be some sort of art.

‘Offering accepted.  If you’re gonna be a loser with methen you better sit down. Aren’t you the little home maker?You gonna cut that or what. Because I’ll eat it as is if you’re notgonna. Because that looks reeeeeal factorin’ good.’

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‘Feh, none of you basic binomials even deserve to be breathin’ on this holiday to bask in its absolute glory. None can truly appreciate it’s true beauty and purpose.’

...and thus, he’s NOT going to be sharing his pie with anyone. Which is one of the most superior foods all around just so you know in circumference and being able to house ANY sort of fruit, vegetable and meat and be a proper dish. Everything else is inferior. He’ll also be making use of the expert Sudoku books.

Yeah, that’s right. You’re missing out.

PI-DAY.

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THE WORLD IS MADE OUT OF NUMBERS!!!

Happy Pi Day! 

3/14/19

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vincula-flammae replied to your photo: howyummy: DOODLE SHO

-Kicks you- No Pi

What’s that? He can’t hear you over the megaphone he’s blaring in your face.

‘A773|\|E710|\| ALL BASIC GINGER HAIRED EMPTY HEADED MEAN NUMBERS--THAT’S YOU LEA!’

‘Y A S  PI DAY! GIVE PROPER TRIBUTE.’

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DOODLE SHO

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In the moment, the singer hadn’t even thought about his words having a potentially negative affect, too indulged in his own happiness to realize otherwise.

As Sho let go of him in surprise, 777 knew what he said was wrong. For once, Sho Minamimoto his emotions bubble to the surface, shock and disgust evident on his face. 777 felt the hot feeling of shame washing over him. Maybe it was repressed familiarity of seeing disgust in other people, the way they shifted away from him and barely gave him the time of day after finding out ‘ hey I like boys too. ‘

777 knew that wasn’t true with Sho, he knew that, but no matter how many times he told himself over and over in his head at that very moment, no matter how loud he yelled in his head as he fell to the floor, the world seemingly going in slow motion, he couldn’t help but feel disgusted at himself too. He felt the back of his head his the tiled floor with an almost hollow wack, and he lay there, dazed as black dots danced across his vision.

He lay there for a couple of seconds, waiting for his vision to return to normal, hoping that the throb of his head would subside. 777 sat up, pulling his knees closer to his chest. It was something he did when he felt defensive, when he felt small and helpless, at mercy of the consequences of the world. He didn’t make eye contact. 777 wanted to cry.

His voice came out quiet, small and broken, a stark contrast to how he was acting just moments before. He knew he made a mistake somehow.

“…S-sorry…”

He figured that singer would be more irritated to why he dropped him in the first place. But no---it seemed like the singer may have taken things on a more personal level, which made this moment even more awkward. Making it odd to why this had made him so upset. Sho’s face had a sudden display of emotions he couldn’t retract back quickly enough before. Confusion was one of them on his face when looked at Sev.

There was the instinct to just bounce on out of here and just forget everything even happened. That was for the best right? Just brush it away and pretend that moment never transpired between them. L E A V I N G sounded like a fine enough alternative, yet amber eyes kept themselves focused on the other on the floor. Silence lingering in the air until Sho’s voice cut through it with a single question as he would slowly squat down to where the other was seated.

‘Why?’