Kouji: ^.^ *walks into a bedroom, wearing an apron and carrying a tray* Genrou! Oh ho ho ho ho...
Tasuki: ^o^ *lying in bed* *SNOOOOORE* ^o^
Kouji: -.- GENROU!
Tasuki: O.x *snort cough awaken* WAH! Eh... eh? *rubs bleary eyes and sits up* o.x Kouji? ONDORE! >:|
Kouji: >:p I made you breakfast, aho! *plonks tray in Tasuki's lap*
Tasuki: ;_; You did this, for me? ;____; Kouji...
Kouji: ;____; Genrou...
*dramatic violin music swells in the background* *sounds of breaking wood can be heard* *violin suddenly grows silent and Michiru is dragged offstage*
Tasuki: *scarf scarf scarf munch chew gulp* Umee, umee!!! *_* *chew schlurp etc.*
Kouji: *_* I knew you'd like the deep-fried Tamahome.
Tasuki: Yes yes! *scarf* Sugee! Gen-chan must have the recipe! ;_;
Kouji: ;_; But it's a secret recipe.
Tasuki: ¬.¬ I'm sure I can get the information out of you one way... or another. ^.~ *munch munch*
Kouji: *cough* h_h Sounds like a plan... *_* *picks up the morning paper off the tray so he can read it before Genrou eats that, too*
Tasuki: *scarf scarf*
Kouji: *read read*
Tasuki: *BURRRRRP!*
Kouji: ;____; *sniffle*
Tasuki: O.o Doushita?
Kouji: ;____; This... this article in the paper! It says gay marriages aren't legalized in this country! ;_; We moved to this country for nothing!
Tasuki: NAN YA? >.<;;; FUCK YOU, AMERICA! >:|
Kouji: ;_; *keeps reading* Yeah, they only allow it in Hawaii or something like that! Genrou, what'll we do? ;____;
Tasuki: ^__^ Move to Hawaii? You'd probably like seeing all those dudes in swimming shorts and grass skirts. -.-;;;
Kouji: >:p But seriously Genrou... ;_; This means that if you get hospitalized or die or something, I'll have no visitation rights or input into your health care and funeral arrangements, just cause we can't be married! ;_; Your SISTERS would have to do it instead of me. ;_______;
Tasuki: *choke splutter* Don't be so morbid, AHO! >.< *eats more slowly* -.-
Kouji: ^.^;;; Well, you are a seishi, Genrou. ^^; Livin' dangerous... *_* Sasuga Genrou...
Tasuki: -.- WAS a seishi. The pay sucked, remember? *scarf* Plus none of the guys would sleep with me, damnit! ;____; Not even that hot little Boshi twin when he was with us! ;_; *scarf scarf* ><
Kouji: O.o;;; ... *keeps reading* This bites... ;_; We don't even get tax or insurance benefits!
Tasuki: ;_____; Not even insurance?
Kouji: No. ;_; And our insurance is bad enough as it is, since the company knows you're keeping a pyrotechnic in our house. ;_;
Tasuki: O.o *stops eating* Ano... pyrotechnic? *has bits of rice stuck to his face*
Kouji: *_*;;; You're so cute...
Tasuki: >.< SEEEE NA! What the hell's a pyrotechnic? :\
Kouji: Your tessen, aho. :p I guess it technically is. o.o
Tasuki: o.o Sou ka... *finishes eating* *BURRRP* Kickass breakfast, Kouji! But didn't you want some of it?
Kouji: ^.^
Tasuki: o.o Eh? Kouji? ¬.¬;;;
Kouji: ^.^
Tasuki: O.O;;; Uh-oh.
THE END
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