08 // Dream
Jun. 28th, 2010 12:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sole_choiceDream effect: Exhilaration of performing and some dokidoki action and confused feelings following. (The only effect from the moon cycle though is the glitter and his adrenaline/physical state of the dream transferring to his waking self)
Notes/Warnings: Attempted filters from all of the Vongola and from Byakuran, but they were haphazardly put up by a rather frantic Shouichi, so if you wish, they can have failed!It's more fun that way >D Also, blame Byakuran for this one, totally and utterly. (Dream inspired continuation of this one.)
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Shouichi squinted behind his glasses against the bright spotlights as his heart began to pound. The small bar was fairly crowded which was an exhilarating thing to see and hear as Byakuran called out to them and they yelled back.
His fingers strummed the first bar of the music with an ease that only came with practice, setting up the melody for Byakuran's vocals. Neither of them were at a professional level or anything, Shouichi knew that, but he couldn't help feeling like a real rock star up there.
By the end of their set, he was sweating and his stomach was doing back-flips from the nerves, but he was grinning back at the Cheshire cat smile Byakuran was throwing him as they headed back stage again. Every part of him seemed to be thrumming with the music and the applause and adrenaline. When Byakuran threw his arms around him, laughing breathlessly, Shouichi moved before his usually over-active brain could catch up and pressed his lips to the other man's. Lavender eyes flew open wide and a moment later, green ones did too as he realized what he was doing and he jerked away, face on fire. Wh-What was he doing?! THAT WAS HIS BEST FRIEND! And he'd just...! Why had he just done that?! He didn't feel th-that way! Did he? No, no, he didn't (he was fairly sure)!
The sound of the crowd as they began to call for an encore seemed to fade into the background as he stumbled over words of apology and an explanation that he was caught up in the moment. But he was silenced by a pale finger to his lips and a wink, the surprise gone from the other's face. "Let's give them what they want, Shou-chan, and afterward, we'll see what we can do about you, mm~?"
The world spun a bit with the heat that flooded to Shouichi's face anew and Byakuran had to grab him around the wrist and tug him back onstage to a roar of approval. Everything felt like it was a blur as he was prompted for a baseline and his fingers somehow still moved.
As they played out their last song of the encore, he was finally regaining his senses and risked a glance up from his fingers as they played to catch Byakuran's gaze. The look he received back as the man continued to sing along made his face turn crimson again, right there on stage. Hooded eyes, a hand outstretched toward him, a sly smile curling on his lips.......
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*And Shouichi actually flailed himself out of his bed upon waking, hitting the ground with a loud and painful thud. The Dreamberry remained up on his nightstand, broadcasting the ceiling and the sound of his breathing hard from the ground and out of sight*
Wh-What the... what was that brain?! Nnng....ugh.
*Then there was a sharp gasp of surprise as he suddenly realized about the phone and he scrambled up onto his knees to grab at it and the video swung wildly before focusing on him as he stared into it wide-eyed and without his glasses, t-shirt clinging to him a little with sweat and was he? -- it almost looked like he was covered in glitter as well. He then reached out blindly for his glasses and slipped them on crookedly just to inspect the phone and upon seeing it was on and broadcasting, there was a strangled distraught noise before he shut the feed off hastily. He then began desperately attempting to put some filters in place from of course Byakuran and even more so the Vongola. He didn't want them to get the wrong idea! It was just a stupid dream! This was all Byakuran's fault. ALL OF IT.*
Notes/Warnings: Attempted filters from all of the Vongola and from Byakuran, but they were haphazardly put up by a rather frantic Shouichi, so if you wish, they can have failed!
******
Shouichi squinted behind his glasses against the bright spotlights as his heart began to pound. The small bar was fairly crowded which was an exhilarating thing to see and hear as Byakuran called out to them and they yelled back.
His fingers strummed the first bar of the music with an ease that only came with practice, setting up the melody for Byakuran's vocals. Neither of them were at a professional level or anything, Shouichi knew that, but he couldn't help feeling like a real rock star up there.
By the end of their set, he was sweating and his stomach was doing back-flips from the nerves, but he was grinning back at the Cheshire cat smile Byakuran was throwing him as they headed back stage again. Every part of him seemed to be thrumming with the music and the applause and adrenaline. When Byakuran threw his arms around him, laughing breathlessly, Shouichi moved before his usually over-active brain could catch up and pressed his lips to the other man's. Lavender eyes flew open wide and a moment later, green ones did too as he realized what he was doing and he jerked away, face on fire. Wh-What was he doing?! THAT WAS HIS BEST FRIEND! And he'd just...! Why had he just done that?! He didn't feel th-that way! Did he? No, no, he didn't (he was fairly sure)!
The sound of the crowd as they began to call for an encore seemed to fade into the background as he stumbled over words of apology and an explanation that he was caught up in the moment. But he was silenced by a pale finger to his lips and a wink, the surprise gone from the other's face. "Let's give them what they want, Shou-chan, and afterward, we'll see what we can do about you, mm~?"
The world spun a bit with the heat that flooded to Shouichi's face anew and Byakuran had to grab him around the wrist and tug him back onstage to a roar of approval. Everything felt like it was a blur as he was prompted for a baseline and his fingers somehow still moved.
As they played out their last song of the encore, he was finally regaining his senses and risked a glance up from his fingers as they played to catch Byakuran's gaze. The look he received back as the man continued to sing along made his face turn crimson again, right there on stage. Hooded eyes, a hand outstretched toward him, a sly smile curling on his lips.......
****
*And Shouichi actually flailed himself out of his bed upon waking, hitting the ground with a loud and painful thud. The Dreamberry remained up on his nightstand, broadcasting the ceiling and the sound of his breathing hard from the ground and out of sight*
Wh-What the... what was that brain?! Nnng....ugh.
*Then there was a sharp gasp of surprise as he suddenly realized about the phone and he scrambled up onto his knees to grab at it and the video swung wildly before focusing on him as he stared into it wide-eyed and without his glasses, t-shirt clinging to him a little with sweat and was he? -- it almost looked like he was covered in glitter as well. He then reached out blindly for his glasses and slipped them on crookedly just to inspect the phone and upon seeing it was on and broadcasting, there was a strangled distraught noise before he shut the feed off hastily. He then began desperately attempting to put some filters in place from of course Byakuran and even more so the Vongola. He didn't want them to get the wrong idea! It was just a stupid dream! This was all Byakuran's fault. ALL OF IT.*
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Date: 2010-07-04 10:17 am (UTC)As long as you're not crushing on me, nothing's changed, darling. Love the glitter, though.
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Date: 2010-07-04 06:16 pm (UTC)*Byakuran turned around with a huge grin on his face, waving a spatula, clad in white jammie pants and a tank top with a... very frilly pink apron over the top. On the stove were the attempts at scrambled eggs and sausage but the eggs were more brown than yolk-yellow and the sausage was somehow very undercooked.*
Yes, it's almost done! This is my second attempts but.. mm. I think I need to try again.
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Date: 2010-07-04 06:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 01:22 am (UTC)Ugh, I'm not even trying to deny the... well... the guy... thing, it just can't be him.
And blame him for the glitter too.
I have no idea what I'm going to do when he sees this either because he's BOUND to eventually. My luck dictates it'll be so.
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Date: 2010-07-07 01:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 01:36 am (UTC)L-Look, I-I... I have to go!
*Click*
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Date: 2010-07-07 03:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 03:59 am (UTC)*Byakuran laughed and make his way over, arms winding gently around Shouichi's shoulders, tipping his head down to kiss his forehead.*
I wanted to let you have a day where you didn't have to worry about it, but it didn't work out, hah. I promise I'll get better.
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Date: 2010-07-07 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-07 06:10 am (UTC)*He willed himself not to blush, but he was pretty sure given how hot his ears were that it wasn't working. That dream was still pretty vivid in his mind and why was he going around kissing him?! Even for Byakuan, that was pretty touchy and affectionate*
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:20 am (UTC)*Smiling still, he released Shouichi and made his way back over to the stove, turning everything off and grabbing the pans one at a time to scrape the ruined food off and into the garbage.*
We still have some eggs left but that was the last of the sausage. We might have some ham though, if you want to check?
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Date: 2010-07-10 03:36 am (UTC)*He held back the urge to roll his eyes* As long as you do.
I have work to do, so if you don't mind, I'd rather just forget this whole thing.
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Date: 2010-07-10 05:23 am (UTC)*Shouichi shook his limbs out a bit and hurried over to the fridge and poked his head in to search (plus the cooled air was good on his flushed face)* There is some, want to use that this time?
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Date: 2010-07-10 05:30 am (UTC)*Chirped happily, cleaning out the pans he used so they were usable again. He set them down on the burners and untied his apron. When Shouichi stood up again he pulled his apron off and put it on his darling red-haired friend, pressing into him gently as he reached behind him to tie it.*
There you go...
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Date: 2010-07-10 06:30 am (UTC)I... I don't need to wear this, where did you even find something this girly? *He waved his hands at him, hoping that his indignation would explain the blushing enough and looked to the counter, trying to focus on the task at hand and NOT the white-haired man at all* A-Are the other eggs still out?
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Date: 2010-07-10 06:34 am (UTC)*Laughing, he ruffled Shouichi's hair and slid his other arm around his waist, giving him a tight squeeze.*
Mm. Though I suppose that I should let you poke fun at my apron all you want since you're saving breakfast. Shouldn't I? *Smiled faintly down at him, tipping his head down to touch foreheads.*
Hmm?
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Date: 2010-07-10 07:12 am (UTC)*He did his best to keep his tone no-nonsense and all business, trying not to let on to all the confused hesitation going on inside. This was not the normal levels of personal space invasion. Not at all. For some reason Byakuran was treating him... like what? Like a girlfriend? He didn't even know what to call it!*
Now, where are those eggs? A-And you're going to help me, so you should have kept this ridiculous thing on anyway.
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Date: 2010-07-10 07:17 am (UTC)*A pout as he fetched the egg carton from the countertop, holding it out for Shouichi to take.*
I'm going to observe. I don't know what I did wrong so I think that if I watch you do it correctly, I'll be able to figure it out. I hope, at least! I'm still really sleepy, I didn't get very much rest last night.
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Date: 2010-07-10 07:31 am (UTC)A-Alright. *He took the egg carton and grabbed down a bowl to crack the eggs into and stir them*
... I'm sorry I woke you last night, by the way.
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Date: 2010-07-10 07:35 am (UTC)Usually I don't have a problem getting back to sleep but I was really restless last night for some reason. Probably because I was worrying about a certain someone who fell asleep in the middle of the bathroom doorway~
*Grinned deviously, hopping up onto the table to sit and watch as Shouichi started his cooking.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 04:27 am (UTC)*The red-head huffed and looked to him* But.... thank you for not leaving me there, I guess.
Do you have the milk out still? I forgot to look while I was in the fridge.
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Date: 2010-07-11 04:38 am (UTC)I tease but I'm not cruel.
*Pouting at Shouichi, he pretended to be put-out as he grabbed the milk from the fridge and handed it over.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:02 am (UTC)*Shouichi measured out some milk, added it to the eggs, put in a pinch of salt and began to wisk them furiously*
Can you make coffee maybe while I do this?
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:06 am (UTC)*Smiling again, he came up behind Shouichi, hand lightly resting on his waist as he leaned in, lips ghosting over his cheek on his way over to the coffee pot. Once there, he hummed to himself and went about measuring the grinds and the water very carefully!*