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disappear_npc ([info]disappear_npc) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-10-05 00:18:00

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Entry tags:anon, kanaye, kazuya, tom, toru, yoshimi

Letter 2: Maziodyne Boogaloo
Another letter? Oh me oh my!



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Re: THE GRAND UNVEILING SHALL COMMENCE IN FIVE, GENTLEMEN
[info]puppetofhisown
2009-10-14 01:47 am UTC (link)
No fantasy could last forever, unfortunately. As much as he would've liked for the moment to go on for ages and ages, it had to end. Although he was reluctant to draw back, he could at least relish in the last few moments. The memory of the touch. His eyes opened to half-lids, regarding Toru with a gaze that was eternally soft. Gentle. No words could have come to appropriately describe what had just happened. No words burst in his mind to tell Toru. But, as the stuttering teen tried to explain and apologize, Kazuya raised both of his hands to cup Toru's cheeks once more. To hold his head in the most delicate of manners. The thumb of his left hand briefly stroking the flesh it touched.

No words were spoken, then, but a smile told the entire story. Kaz leant in, ever so that their noses might touch, and then drew back once more. His gloved hands departed the warm skin, and he turned to walk away. Long legged strides pulling him farther and farther away from Toru, away from the school. He was headed home, now. He hadn't trusted his voice to properly relay words, and he hadn't trusted his mind to say anything that would have fit.

But, they'd see each other again, and this was only their first day. As he lifted his hands to look at a last time, there was a space in between each digit where Toru's fit perfectly. Another day.

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