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!
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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.......
****
*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: 2010-07-11 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!*
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:20 am (UTC)He took a hard swallow, set the fork down and turned to face the other* ... What the hell is going on? W-why are you acting like that?!
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:22 am (UTC)*Laughing, he stepped closer and looked down at him, shrugging.* I don't really know! I just feel... really close to Shou-chan today.
I'm afraid I can't really explain why I feel so giddy about being near. I woke up so warm and ready to please. I thought, "Let's see what I can do about Shou-chan..." and that's when I thought of breakfast.
Given, I messed it up. But at least we're together now and making it work, right?
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:30 am (UTC)H-Had he seen it then?! Damnit, was he just being toyed with or was it coincidence? Or worse yet, had something about this place made Byakuran think that? Given he had NOT gone to bed wearing glitter and then woken up covered in it just like in the dream.... Uuuuuugh, he felt ill.
No matter what the case may be, he couldn't just stand there and continue to stare at the other, blushing hard. He coughed and turned away abruptly, back resolutely to the white-haired man* W-Well be more careful, I almost had you wearing the eggs!
*He left the bowl of eggs where they were on the counter and grabbed the ham. He turned on the burner and set the meat into one of the pans to sizzle first*
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:33 am (UTC)*Unfazed at the thought of being covered in their food, he concentrated on making coffee. Turning the pot on to let it brew, he smiled, proud of himself, and glanced back over his shoulder at Shouichi.
This was fun.
He slipped close again and slid his arms around Shouichi's waist, resting his chin on his friend's head.*
I should probably check the feed for today, shouldn't I...? I'm so bad! I only check it once a day, sometimes I skip days! Ahhh, I need to get into better habits.
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:51 am (UTC)And so he was torn for a brief moment before he decided the touching was better than letting Byakuran go watch his dream... He'd just endure it, but he was clearly holding himself stiffly in the other's loose embrace.*
There isn't a rush to do so. *He tried to sound offhand about it, like he was just making an observation* After all, most of what is there in the morning is just dream feeds and wouldn't most people want those to be kept private anyway? And if anyone was trying to reach you directly they could just leave you a voicemail, right?
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:55 am (UTC)I suppose you're right! *He chirped happily and patted Shouichi's sides before he pulled away to go sit down on the table. Kicking his feet, he was content to stay right where he was and hum while watching Shouichi go about making their breakfast.
His stomach growled.*
I can't wait! I'm going to die soon, make it cook faster!
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Date: 2010-07-11 06:08 pm (UTC)I can't make it cook any faster without burning stuff, you're too impatient.
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Date: 2010-07-11 07:57 pm (UTC)It's so annoying. I'm not cut out for cooking. *Huffed, looking off to the side, his stomach growling again because the ham just smelled so good!*
At least coffee is easy.
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:02 pm (UTC)*He pulled out the ham and set it on the plate. He then grabbed the bowl of egg mixture and poured it into the same pan, seeing no reason to use another one*
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:04 pm (UTC).... that smells really good.
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:13 pm (UTC)*He kept his eyes on the eggs for a few moments before he reached over for the spatula on the counter to push them around with as soon as they started setting up a little.*
It'll be just a few minutes more. Get some plates down?
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:21 pm (UTC)*Hopped off the table and went over to the cupboard, grabbing some plates for them. He set the table and grabbed some mugs since the coffee was nearly done. On his way by, he grinned deviously and nuzzled into Shouichi's neck, then quickly went back to what he was doing.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:29 pm (UTC)He whipped around to glare at Byakuran, but he was already getting the coffee, so the red-head scrambled for another spatula to finish the food and removed it from the heat*
I told you to stop doing stuff like that!
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:31 pm (UTC)*Laughing, he poured their coffee - a ton of creamer for himself and leaving Shouichi's black, putting their cups by their plates.*
I just want to be close to you, Shou-chan.
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:45 pm (UTC)Yes, well, I told you to knock it off. I was trying to cook and you were hungry, remember? Those eggs almost ended up ruined again.
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:51 pm (UTC)*Fetched them some utensils and napkins, setting them down before having a seat at the table, staring at the eggs. It'd be hard to wait for Shouichi to come and sit but he'd manage somehow.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:54 pm (UTC)*He glanced over as he went to set the pan back on the stove* Go ahead and start, I'm just getting the ham.
*Which he grabbed and then came back to the table, setting the plate between the two of them*
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Date: 2010-07-11 08:56 pm (UTC)Thank you for fixing my breakfast disaster.
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:00 pm (UTC)*Shouichi muttered a soft 'itadakimasu' out of sheer habit before he started to eat*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:02 pm (UTC)Mm! I like the eggs cooked in the ham grease!
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:14 pm (UTC)*He did think they turned out alright himself, but well, he was no chef or anything, so he was too sure of his cooking skills even if they were better than the other man's*
Thanks for the coffee. *He sipped at that gratefully, hoping the caffeine would kick in quickly, though he'd probably have to get more for it to do anything at this point*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:22 pm (UTC)*Smiling, he sipped at his coffee and let out a content sigh, letting his breakfast settle for now so he could finish it up more comfortably.
After a moment, he pulled his Dreamberry out of his pocket and started scrolling through the feed.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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