[fic] TGZ: What Most Can't Do
Jun. 23rd, 2005 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpMy stupid human trick is wandering around with my sketchbook on my head. Got tired of carrying it in my hands, so we stuck it up there and it stayed. We're lazy.
It drives people nuts because I can scurry, duck, bow, sit, crouch, turn, kneel and use stairs without it falling off. About the only things I can't do is look down or run.
... unless there's a breeze. Then it falls off. >P
What's your stupid human trick?
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Kaito noticed that Saguru had an odd expression on his face as the blond watched him.
He glanced down, doing a cursorily check. Nope, pants on, not committing any thefts, no boogers hanging from his nose that he could see...
So he raised an eyebrow back at the detective. "What?"
Saguru blinked, as if pulling himself out of a haze. "Nothing."
Obviously, it wasn't nothing, or the detective wouldn't have been staring. "What?"
"Nothing!" The Briton was starting to get a little bit of pink on his upper cheeks from embarrassment. While it was one of Kaito's favourite looks for him, he'd prefer to know the cause.
"Saguru-kun." He growled.
"No, really. It's nothing." A nervous hand waved at him, in what he supposed was supposed to be an appeasing gesture. "It's just that... most men I know don't sit like that."
Kaito blinked. Puzzled, he glanced down. They were both sitting on the couch, supposedly reading. He had his legs crossed, right leg over his left knee. He often sat like that. "Huh?"
Saguru motioned to how he was sitting. His legs were also crossed, but his ankle was resting on his knee, leaving his legs open. “Most men –can’t- do that without squishing something vital.”
It took a moment for things to click for him to understand what Saguru was saying. “Oh.” He nodded. “Right. But most men can’t do this either.”
Keeping his face in a trained bored expression, he slid out of the sofa and onto the floor, legs splaying to the sides in a perfect split. The muscles in his hips and thighs let him know he was a little out of practice, but nothing too painful. He’d have to start doing this more often if he wanted to keep it up.
“See?” When he glanced up, the red on Saguru’s cheeks had shifted and the detective had a very odd look on his face, like he was torn between two very conflicting emotions. And he was holding his book protectively over his crotch.
”Honestly,” Saguru said, his voice a little strangled sounded. “I’m not quite sure if I should be impressed or in pain.”
-fin-
Inspired by re-reading Golden Eye and noticing Kid sitting like that and a discussion a long time ago with some male co-workers about sitting with your legs crossed above the knee. Their emphatic opinion was squished nads = bad.
Hey, does this fit the requirements of Weekly Challenge #2 for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
manycases1truth? o_O
It drives people nuts because I can scurry, duck, bow, sit, crouch, turn, kneel and use stairs without it falling off. About the only things I can't do is look down or run.
... unless there's a breeze. Then it falls off. >P
What's your stupid human trick?
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Kaito noticed that Saguru had an odd expression on his face as the blond watched him.
He glanced down, doing a cursorily check. Nope, pants on, not committing any thefts, no boogers hanging from his nose that he could see...
So he raised an eyebrow back at the detective. "What?"
Saguru blinked, as if pulling himself out of a haze. "Nothing."
Obviously, it wasn't nothing, or the detective wouldn't have been staring. "What?"
"Nothing!" The Briton was starting to get a little bit of pink on his upper cheeks from embarrassment. While it was one of Kaito's favourite looks for him, he'd prefer to know the cause.
"Saguru-kun." He growled.
"No, really. It's nothing." A nervous hand waved at him, in what he supposed was supposed to be an appeasing gesture. "It's just that... most men I know don't sit like that."
Kaito blinked. Puzzled, he glanced down. They were both sitting on the couch, supposedly reading. He had his legs crossed, right leg over his left knee. He often sat like that. "Huh?"
Saguru motioned to how he was sitting. His legs were also crossed, but his ankle was resting on his knee, leaving his legs open. “Most men –can’t- do that without squishing something vital.”
It took a moment for things to click for him to understand what Saguru was saying. “Oh.” He nodded. “Right. But most men can’t do this either.”
Keeping his face in a trained bored expression, he slid out of the sofa and onto the floor, legs splaying to the sides in a perfect split. The muscles in his hips and thighs let him know he was a little out of practice, but nothing too painful. He’d have to start doing this more often if he wanted to keep it up.
“See?” When he glanced up, the red on Saguru’s cheeks had shifted and the detective had a very odd look on his face, like he was torn between two very conflicting emotions. And he was holding his book protectively over his crotch.
”Honestly,” Saguru said, his voice a little strangled sounded. “I’m not quite sure if I should be impressed or in pain.”
-fin-
Inspired by re-reading Golden Eye and noticing Kid sitting like that and a discussion a long time ago with some male co-workers about sitting with your legs crossed above the knee. Their emphatic opinion was squished nads = bad.
Hey, does this fit the requirements of Weekly Challenge #2 for
manycases1truth? o_O
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Date: 2005-06-24 04:52 pm (UTC)And kudos for your human trick. ^_^' Mine is...um...I have no real idea...lemme think on that for a bit. *pause* Well, since I was just talking about it with my sister's boyfriend. I can bend me toes to where they look almost like how a monkey's foot would look. O__o;;; Besides that, I can't think of anything else.