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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 5, 2008 19:39:39 GMT -5
Yuo hurried down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Shutting the door quickly and quietly he just about had a mental break down. Yuo poured the water into the two mugs and put in sugar for Haruka, and both milk and sugar for himself. He put his cup on the kitchen table and carried the other cup to Haruka.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 5, 2008 19:44:14 GMT -5
She could hear Yuo's footsteps as he came back upstairs, glancing back and smiling thankfully at him. "Thanks much, Yuo." she said, reaching out to take the cupe from him. "I really need a good cup of tea. And you never disappoint." she was just trying to cheer him up a bit. Hopefully she wouldn't be making things worse.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 5, 2008 19:46:08 GMT -5
Yuo nodded.
"You're welcome." Yuo said, turning and heading back downstairs. Once near the bottom of the stairs, he jumped, sliding across the floor and just about crashing into the couch. He sighed, picking up his sketch book and pencil and going into the kitchen to draw.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 5, 2008 19:48:57 GMT -5
She sighed, looking down as he walked away. Not even a smile. If she could have him happy, maybe things would get better more quickly. But it was obviously that wasn't going to happen.
She went back to her unpacking, placing her clothes into the draws in an order.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 5, 2008 19:51:33 GMT -5
Yuo sat down at the kitchen table, taking a sip of his tea and beginning to draw another picture. Yuo felt lonely, like he had before Haruka had come a long, and it was killing him inside. Yuo stayed in the kitchen though...not wanting to try and make things better, too fast.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 5, 2008 19:56:40 GMT -5
Haruka sighed, finally finishing up with the things that she had and picking up her tea cub again. She took a sip before she headed downstairs.
Walking into the kitchen, she noticed Yuo sitting at the table, drawing again. She walked over and sat down across from him. "Hey... you look like you need some company." she said, smiling. She was just hopeing to converse with him at least.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 5, 2008 19:59:20 GMT -5
Yuo shrugged, sipping his tea again while he continued to draw with his other hand.
"I don't really know if I do or not." he said quietly. His drawing was split in half, a girl, who looked like Haruka on one side and then himself on the other side. In the middle, the words 'I missed you. And I hope you come home soon' were written.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 5, 2008 21:43:44 GMT -5
She bit her lip slightly when his response was almost in a low monotone. It kind of reminded her of when she had first met him, months ago.
She didn't like it. not one bit.
Forcing the smile back on her face, she tried to strike up a better conversation. "What are you drawing?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 5, 2008 23:03:10 GMT -5
Yuo finished his drawing, pushing it over across the table for her to see, before he started on another picture. He took a sip of his tea again, still remaining quiet as he continued to draw. His new picture was of him and Haruka again.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 6, 2008 7:03:46 GMT -5
She stared at the picture, feeling the guilt wash over her again. This was probably his way of venting out his feelings. Obvioulsy he was very depressed by the situation at hand.
She cleared her throat. "It's a lovely picture Yuo..." she said quietly. "Do you mind if i keep it...?' she asked quietly.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 6, 2008 10:09:47 GMT -5
"Go ahead." Yuo said. He finished up his second picture. In it, there was an angry Haruka, and an upset Yuo. The words, 'I'm sorry for what I've done, will we ever get back on track?' were up in the top corner. He pushed it gently over to her, taking another sip of his tea, before beginning on another picture.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 6, 2008 15:36:16 GMT -5
At this picture, Haruka stood up, her hair falling over her face. "I'm not being that angry." she said, her voice shakey as she tried to keep calm. "I'm down here trying to make things better, aren't I? Why are you trying to make me look like the bad guy!?" she tore the second picture in half, picking up the first and stomping off the living room.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 6, 2008 17:41:04 GMT -5
Immediately Yuo jumped up, knocking his tea cup over and having it crash to the ground. Yuo grabbed onto Haruka from behind, buring his head into her shoulder.
"I'm not! I'm not! It's just a drawing! It's the only way I can vent off without breaking things and freaking out!" Yuo exclaimed.
"Haruka I'm just choked that I can't kiss you. I love kissing you and I'm just upset about that."
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Oct 6, 2008 18:31:58 GMT -5
she suddenly felt his arms grasp around her tightly. Tried to keep herself from crying again.
"Then i'll strike a deal with you." she said quietly. "Condition: if you draw things ike that, don't show them to me."
She turned her ehad to look over her shoulder at him. "In exchange for that, if you ask before you act, I'll let you kiss me. Does that sound good?"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Oct 6, 2008 18:34:09 GMT -5
"What about this?" Yuo asked.
"I don't draw pictures like that, and if I do, I don't show them to you at all. And I get to kiss you twice a day." Yuo said.
"Once in the morning, and once before bed." he said, his arms sliding from her gently.
"Can I still hug you?"
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