1. the "heart on the Goban" trick. Ijima got it first.
(He pushed his glasses up, a bit nervous. She smiled mischievously and plucked them right off and that was the last thing he saw before her lips met his)
2. Cooking. (It proved to be not Saeki's specialty, three burned-black rice balls later, he figured he'd just repay the favor by taking Ashiwara to dinner.)
3. Fighting that lead to something more. That was Shindou and Touya's thing.
(Shindou couldn't remember what they were fighting about, moves, the end, something because they're always fighting about something -- If it's not Go it's what kind of toothpaste to use or where to eat. Touya is angry again, he's always angry it seems and Shindou can't remember why or how but they're kissing, kissing, kissing and somehow it feels so right that he can't even think or stop. Touya's warm and soft and he feels the fringe of hair against his skin, it tickles and he wants to laugh but he stifles it down because at this point Touya might slap him.)
4. Involving Alcohol. Kaga already did it. (Kaga laughed at Tsutsui, called him weak until Tsutsui determinedly took the bottle and guzzled it, which was a gutsy move, but the mark of a complete naive blushing virgin to alcohol. Somewhere around the haze of drunkenness he thinks that Tsutsui would be a blushing virgin. He woke and forgot whether he was right or not, but Tsutsui, huddled in nothing but his tight, white cotton panties in the morning is well worth the hangover.)
5. "Innocent" offers of cohabitation.
(Isumi doesn't really know what to do with himself these days. Living with both Waya and Le Ping was more than just a challenge, it was a grueling trek that tried his patience daily. Neither boys can ever seem to stop fighting, and all their fighting seems to be related to his own attention. The minute he calms one, the other sulks. It's like having Waya twice over, just now with a lot more swearing in Chinese.)
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6. "We could play together," Saeki says slowly.
"At my apartment. That way we won't be bothered! Oh, and I'll cook for you~!" Ashiwara prompts.
"Tomorrow at two, right? I know just what to make.." Ashiwara says, lost in a world of tarts and sashimi, a mix of English and Japanese cooking.
Saeki swallows and nods, he's still trying to get the mental image of Ashiwara in an apron -- in nothing but an apron out of his head.
I'm seriously tempted to write W/I/P threesome porn now.
Five ways Saeki didn't ask out Ashiwara (And One Way He Did)
(He pushed his glasses up, a bit nervous. She smiled mischievously and plucked them right off and that was the last thing he saw before her lips met his)
2. Cooking.
(It proved to be not Saeki's specialty, three burned-black rice balls later, he figured he'd just repay the favor by taking Ashiwara to dinner.)
3. Fighting that lead to something more. That was Shindou and Touya's thing.
(Shindou couldn't remember what they were fighting about, moves, the end, something because they're always fighting about something -- If it's not Go it's what kind of toothpaste to use or where to eat. Touya is angry again, he's always angry it seems and Shindou can't remember why or how but they're kissing, kissing, kissing and somehow it feels so right that he can't even think or stop. Touya's warm and soft and he feels the fringe of hair against his skin, it tickles and he wants to laugh but he stifles it down because at this point Touya might slap him.)
4. Involving Alcohol. Kaga already did it.
(Kaga laughed at Tsutsui, called him weak until Tsutsui determinedly took the bottle and guzzled it, which was a gutsy move, but the mark of a complete naive blushing virgin to alcohol. Somewhere around the haze of drunkenness he thinks that Tsutsui would be a blushing virgin. He woke and forgot whether he was right or not, but Tsutsui, huddled in nothing but his tight, white cotton panties in the morning is well worth the hangover.)
5. "Innocent" offers of cohabitation.
(Isumi doesn't really know what to do with himself these days. Living with both Waya and Le Ping was more than just a challenge, it was a grueling trek that tried his patience daily. Neither boys can ever seem to stop fighting, and all their fighting seems to be related to his own attention. The minute he calms one, the other sulks. It's like having Waya twice over, just now with a lot more swearing in Chinese.)
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6.
"We could play together," Saeki says slowly.
"At my apartment. That way we won't be bothered! Oh, and I'll cook for you~!" Ashiwara prompts.
"Tomorrow at two, right? I know just what to make.." Ashiwara says, lost in a world of tarts and sashimi, a mix of English and Japanese cooking.
Saeki swallows and nods, he's still trying to get the mental image of Ashiwara in an apron -- in nothing but an apron out of his head.
I'm seriously tempted to write W/I/P threesome porn now.