We can leave her here. [ well, if you insist on leaving it up to him... his answer is going to be immediate. imagine if hijikata spent more time patting her than him? just imagine!!
but he pauses, since at first, he doesn't seem to know what hijikata means; the flow of time is different for a sword than it is for a person, and it's not that he hasn't enjoyed the time he's spent so far; it's just never really occurred to him to... notice something like that. after all, what feels like months to humans are years for swords.
yet, the fact that tsuru also manages to figure it out quickly is pretty impressive — and when he does, there's this embarrassed smile, because just what the heck. ]
It has. [ and then he glances up at hijikata, a little fondly. ] You know what they say: time goes by when you're happier — or something like that.
We can celebrate in two days, right? But there's no fun in celebrating for one day, so let's celebrate today, tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow. Is that okay with you?
[ considering how he won't take no for an answer, well! ]
I'm not even that heavy. [ he's really all just skin and bones and spirit stuff! but maybe hijikata's old man back is just too weak.
but... go outside? why would he need to go outside? he doesn't understand! what is there to hide! and when he continues, there's a curious smirk on his expression. ]
There's nothing that I haven't seen before, you know.
[ a beat. ]
But, if you insist.
[ with a laugh, he'll head outside, gently shutting the room door behind him. as for him, he's already dressed for the day with the intention of dragging hijikata out whether he likes it or not; so once hijikata's finished changing, they can go. ]
[ Hijikata just shoots him a glare that just kind of reads 'don't give me sass'. ]
Just go already.
[ JUST!!! LOOK!!! Tsurumaru will understand later...
because ugh, he doesn't know how to feel about the clothes Kashuu got him still. they're nice. . . but. . . well, he'll hesitantly put on a clean, cut button down shirt and (gasp) pants.
BUT OKAY... he'll finally exit his room to rejoin Tsurumaru. ]
[ naturally, he's going to spend the first few seconds staring. just staring at him, but mostly at his legs? then at his arms? then back at his legs? in a really impressed, noticeable way that may or may not indirectly feed hijikata's ego.
except it takes him a while to realize that he is staring so obviously in the first place; and oh... OH.... OH NO... THAT'S EMBARRASSING... so he quickly moves his hand across the lower half of his face, because he's sure that all of his embarrassment is showing. ]
That's — [ so nice to look at... still, he wants to look again? so he looks again, and AAAH MISTAKE.JPG WHY DOES HIJI LOOK SO NICE his heart can't take it??
anyway! he takes a deep, breath, trying to look more coherent. he'll also start heading towards the door, as if that's his way of saying that he's ready to leave! ]
If this was your way of surprising me, then you've succeeded. I didn't know you could look so... nice, wearing something like that.
[ it's because Kashuu has taught him the way of "suffer for fashion" honestly.
it's not too bad now, he's gotten a bit use to it. western fashion is more... how do you explain it? everything is more form fitting, for some reason, but it's not like the clothes constrain any of his movements. ]
Well, I needed new clothes anyway.
[ yeah, boost his ego Tsuru... boost it!!!
time to get out of the apartment though. he'll open the door -- ]
Are you ready to go? [ wAIT A MINUTE... ] Were you staring?
[ he's onto u ]
grubby little hands full of dreams and aspirations
Maybe. [ listen, tsuru's already boosted his ego enough!! but he also has another task in mind, so he wastes no time in getting to it. ]
And now, I'm going to help myself.
[ before hijikata has time to ask him what he means, he's going to demonstrate — by coming up behind him, gently placing his hands on the fine assets in pants that he sees before him... and then gives them a light squeeze.
. . . . . .
immediately, he's running through the door and taking off in the direction of the park, because he values his final seconds of life and hijikata's probably going to go after him, anyway.
he doesn't regret it, though. ugh, what nice, firm assets. ]
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hijiwanwan) wrote2015-09-14 12:06 am
um hakodate is banned
but it's also true that they haven't gone anywhere in a while — especially with how crowded their apartment's become.
anyway, tsuru's quick to take that as a yes, brightening up immediately; it's not everyday that hijikata agrees with what he wants, after all. ]
Is there anywhere you want to go?
YOU CNAT BAN HISTORY
Let's see...
[ he's definitely never been a person that went on casual dates. so picking out a place to go... is a tough thing to choose for him.
but! he'll try his best. ]
The... Park?
(P VOICE) YES I CAN
The park's fine with me.
[ he likes that suggestion! in fact, it's kind of cute — it's not what would come to his mind first, if chosen to pick a date spot, but he likes it!!
also — ] Are we taking Ume along, or will it be just us?
AAAA YOU CAN IGNORE HISTORY IF IT HURTS UR FEELINGS
Hm...
Depends, I guess.
[ a shrug. ] Do you want it to be just us?
[ a pause. . . ]
Now that I think about it, it's almost been a month - hasn't it...
KEEP IGNORING THAT HISTORY FOR THE FEELINGS okita's blade was fixed and perfectly functional
but he pauses, since at first, he doesn't seem to know what hijikata means; the flow of time is different for a sword than it is for a person, and it's not that he hasn't enjoyed the time he's spent so far; it's just never really occurred to him to... notice something like that. after all, what feels like months to humans are years for swords.
yet, the fact that tsuru also manages to figure it out quickly is pretty impressive — and when he does, there's this embarrassed smile, because just what the heck. ]
It has. [ and then he glances up at hijikata, a little fondly. ] You know what they say: time goes by when you're happier — or something like that.
We can celebrate in two days, right? But there's no fun in celebrating for one day, so let's celebrate today, tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow. Is that okay with you?
[ considering how he won't take no for an answer, well! ]
I WANT THIS TO STOP
he's still incredibly homesick when he thinks about his own happiness. after a few moments of silence he just nods though, with a thin smile. ]
I suppose you're right.
Well, if I say no you'll probably sit on me again so...
[ HE DOESN'T WANT THAT! ]
Go wait outside then I need to change my clothes. Then we can go.
(post voice) are you kidding me? hijikata died in 1869
but... go outside? why would he need to go outside? he doesn't understand! what is there to hide! and when he continues, there's a curious smirk on his expression. ]
There's nothing that I haven't seen before, you know.
[ a beat. ]
But, if you insist.
[ with a laugh, he'll head outside, gently shutting the room door behind him. as for him, he's already dressed for the day with the intention of dragging hijikata out whether he likes it or not; so once hijikata's finished changing, they can go. ]
HWHAJTSJDGS
Just go already.
[ JUST!!! LOOK!!! Tsurumaru will understand later...
because ugh, he doesn't know how to feel about the clothes Kashuu got him still. they're nice. . . but. . . well, he'll hesitantly put on a clean, cut button down shirt and (gasp) pants.
BUT OKAY... he'll finally exit his room to rejoin Tsurumaru. ]
Okay, ready to go?
STOP YOU WERE TAGGED AS IT
except it takes him a while to realize that he is staring so obviously in the first place; and oh... OH.... OH NO... THAT'S EMBARRASSING... so he quickly moves his hand across the lower half of his face, because he's sure that all of his embarrassment is showing. ]
That's — [ so nice to look at... still, he wants to look again? so he looks again, and AAAH MISTAKE.JPG WHY DOES HIJI LOOK SO NICE his heart can't take it??
anyway! he takes a deep, breath, trying to look more coherent. he'll also start heading towards the door, as if that's his way of saying that he's ready to leave! ]
If this was your way of surprising me, then you've succeeded. I didn't know you could look so... nice, wearing something like that.
just look here
it's not too bad now, he's gotten a bit use to it. western fashion is more... how do you explain it? everything is more form fitting, for some reason, but it's not like the clothes constrain any of his movements. ]
Well, I needed new clothes anyway.
[ yeah, boost his ego Tsuru... boost it!!!
time to get out of the apartment though. he'll open the door -- ]
Are you ready to go? [ wAIT A MINUTE... ] Were you staring?
[ he's onto u ]
grubby little hands full of dreams and aspirations
And now, I'm going to help myself.
[ before hijikata has time to ask him what he means, he's going to demonstrate — by coming up behind him, gently placing his hands on the fine assets in pants that he sees before him... and then gives them a light squeeze.
. . . . . .
immediately, he's running through the door and taking off in the direction of the park, because he values his final seconds of life and hijikata's probably going to go after him, anyway.
he doesn't regret it, though. ugh, what nice, firm assets. ]