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[fic] TGZ: Bathroom
Cannot seem to draw or write currently. M'head is so empty it's echoing in there. Sucks. Still need to re-string Dad's necklace, my neck feels empty.
Many many thanks to MOrgan and Linda who not only prodded me to write, but reminded me that painkillers are your friend, chocolate is your friend and allowing me to mock SG-1, CardCaptor Sakura's pink fashion sense and lickable thighs all in the same sentance.
... even if you did have to scrub your eyes out with a brillo pad after the last one. ^__^
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It was time to get his hair cut, Kaito decided silently. When it came to the point that he'd been wrestling with a comb and his hair for more than a minute and loosing, it was time for a trim.
Stupid bed head.
Saguru yawned, staggering into the bathroom without knocking on the previously closed door. Kaito spared a glance at him, mentally shrugged and turned his attention back to attempting to untangle his hair. He didn't mind as long as Saguru shut the door to keep Mum out. You never knew where she was going to pop up with a camera sometimes.
Saguru yawned again, grabbing a toothbrush and began brushing his teeth, eyes mostly closed in the manner of one who was clearly not awake. Kaito snickered to himself and attempted to figure out how his hair had stopped tangling around itself and tangled the comb instead.
They worked at their own tasks soundlessly, too used to each other being in the other's space to complain much. That and trying to point something out like that to Saguru at this stage of the morning would earn him a bleary eyed 'huh?'.
-Or so Kaito teased. Saguru was quite bright when he needed to be. Mornings were rarely that time.
Was that a Gorgon knot? How the hell had his hair done that?!
Saguru glanced over at him and paused, still holding the toothbrush in his mouth. After a moment of what appeared to be sleepy deliberation, he backed up a few steps, squinting at Kaito. He'd forgotten his glasses this morning, which meant that to focus on things, he had to back up. It was something that amused Kaito to no end. It made Saguru look kind of horse-like.
"Are... you in my pants?" Saguru questioned, speech slightly muffled by the toothbrush still in his mouth.
Kaito glanced down. He'd forgotten he was wearing a pair of Saguru's boxers. They were plaid, but functional. "Yeah."
"...." There was a world of commentary in that bleary statement.
Kaito shrugged. "I needed to do laundry." He muttered.
"...." Saguru continued to stare at him, his head tilted slightly in befuddled concentration. Kaito pulled the boxers up a little higher on his hips. Saguru was bigger than he was, these kept sliding down. But he was out of clean undergarments, so these would do in the mean time.
He didn't quite understand why Saguru was staring. Saguru'd been there when Kaito had unpacked, his underwear drawer contained everything from dancer's belts to red flannel long johns. He was especially grateful for the latter during the winter heists.
Kaito paused, trying to pull the comb out of his hair, but now it was stuck fast. "Do you mind?" He questioned.
Saguru shuffled forward, then tugged at the waist band a little, as if to verify that yes, it was his boxers. "Not really." The blond mumbled, straightening up, toothbrush still in mouth.
"Good." Kaito commented, wincing as he pulled some hair out in his attempt to untangle the comb. Scissors, scissors, he'd just cut the damn thing out. "Cause you're using my toothbrush."
That caused the detective to pause. Slowly, with great deliberation, Saguru pulled the toothbrush out of his mouth and squinted at it. The toothbrush was green. Saguru's toothbrush was blue. "Oh." Saguru commented. "So it is."
Kaito barely muffled a chuckle.
"Should I bleach it or something?" Saguru offered, holding the toothbrush out for him to take.
"Nah." Kaito made a face, finally getting part of the comb free. That was a half-hitch knot. Definitely a half hitch. Most likely with a twist. How -was- his hair doing that?
Besides, he'd had Saguru's tongue in his mouth and his tongue in Saguru's mouth before. If there were any harm to come from it, they'd probably know it by now.
Saguru hesitated a moment more, then half shrugged and continued brushing his teeth. Kaito worked at unknotting the comb. Maybe he could just leave it in there for the day, no one would notice...
"Here." Saguru's hands covered his own, taking the comb from him. In seconds, the unruly dark strands fell from comb as if touched by magic. Kaito blinked in shock as Saguru then handed him the comb.
"... Thanks." He managed. Dammit, how the hell did he do that? Some sort of Neatness Power? Would explain why the blond's room was always so neat, compared to Kaito's sporadic jumble.
"Welcome." Saguru mumbled, then gave him a slight shove towards the door. Kaito blinked stupidly for a moment, still sidetracked by the comb before he got the clue. Time to vacate the premises, someone needed to use the john. There were -some- limits to sharing a bathroom.
He opened the door, heading out into the hallway examining the comb as he did so. It didn't -look- like a hair eating monster. Perhaps there was an on-off switch on it he wasn't aware of...
"Hey." Saguru's still blurred voice drew his attention back to the bathroom.
"Yeah?"
"You can keep the boxers." Saguru smiled, just on this side of a leer. "I like you in my pants."
Kaito threw the comb at him.
-fin-
Many many thanks to MOrgan and Linda who not only prodded me to write, but reminded me that painkillers are your friend, chocolate is your friend and allowing me to mock SG-1, CardCaptor Sakura's pink fashion sense and lickable thighs all in the same sentance.
... even if you did have to scrub your eyes out with a brillo pad after the last one. ^__^
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It was time to get his hair cut, Kaito decided silently. When it came to the point that he'd been wrestling with a comb and his hair for more than a minute and loosing, it was time for a trim.
Stupid bed head.
Saguru yawned, staggering into the bathroom without knocking on the previously closed door. Kaito spared a glance at him, mentally shrugged and turned his attention back to attempting to untangle his hair. He didn't mind as long as Saguru shut the door to keep Mum out. You never knew where she was going to pop up with a camera sometimes.
Saguru yawned again, grabbing a toothbrush and began brushing his teeth, eyes mostly closed in the manner of one who was clearly not awake. Kaito snickered to himself and attempted to figure out how his hair had stopped tangling around itself and tangled the comb instead.
They worked at their own tasks soundlessly, too used to each other being in the other's space to complain much. That and trying to point something out like that to Saguru at this stage of the morning would earn him a bleary eyed 'huh?'.
-Or so Kaito teased. Saguru was quite bright when he needed to be. Mornings were rarely that time.
Was that a Gorgon knot? How the hell had his hair done that?!
Saguru glanced over at him and paused, still holding the toothbrush in his mouth. After a moment of what appeared to be sleepy deliberation, he backed up a few steps, squinting at Kaito. He'd forgotten his glasses this morning, which meant that to focus on things, he had to back up. It was something that amused Kaito to no end. It made Saguru look kind of horse-like.
"Are... you in my pants?" Saguru questioned, speech slightly muffled by the toothbrush still in his mouth.
Kaito glanced down. He'd forgotten he was wearing a pair of Saguru's boxers. They were plaid, but functional. "Yeah."
"...." There was a world of commentary in that bleary statement.
Kaito shrugged. "I needed to do laundry." He muttered.
"...." Saguru continued to stare at him, his head tilted slightly in befuddled concentration. Kaito pulled the boxers up a little higher on his hips. Saguru was bigger than he was, these kept sliding down. But he was out of clean undergarments, so these would do in the mean time.
He didn't quite understand why Saguru was staring. Saguru'd been there when Kaito had unpacked, his underwear drawer contained everything from dancer's belts to red flannel long johns. He was especially grateful for the latter during the winter heists.
Kaito paused, trying to pull the comb out of his hair, but now it was stuck fast. "Do you mind?" He questioned.
Saguru shuffled forward, then tugged at the waist band a little, as if to verify that yes, it was his boxers. "Not really." The blond mumbled, straightening up, toothbrush still in mouth.
"Good." Kaito commented, wincing as he pulled some hair out in his attempt to untangle the comb. Scissors, scissors, he'd just cut the damn thing out. "Cause you're using my toothbrush."
That caused the detective to pause. Slowly, with great deliberation, Saguru pulled the toothbrush out of his mouth and squinted at it. The toothbrush was green. Saguru's toothbrush was blue. "Oh." Saguru commented. "So it is."
Kaito barely muffled a chuckle.
"Should I bleach it or something?" Saguru offered, holding the toothbrush out for him to take.
"Nah." Kaito made a face, finally getting part of the comb free. That was a half-hitch knot. Definitely a half hitch. Most likely with a twist. How -was- his hair doing that?
Besides, he'd had Saguru's tongue in his mouth and his tongue in Saguru's mouth before. If there were any harm to come from it, they'd probably know it by now.
Saguru hesitated a moment more, then half shrugged and continued brushing his teeth. Kaito worked at unknotting the comb. Maybe he could just leave it in there for the day, no one would notice...
"Here." Saguru's hands covered his own, taking the comb from him. In seconds, the unruly dark strands fell from comb as if touched by magic. Kaito blinked in shock as Saguru then handed him the comb.
"... Thanks." He managed. Dammit, how the hell did he do that? Some sort of Neatness Power? Would explain why the blond's room was always so neat, compared to Kaito's sporadic jumble.
"Welcome." Saguru mumbled, then gave him a slight shove towards the door. Kaito blinked stupidly for a moment, still sidetracked by the comb before he got the clue. Time to vacate the premises, someone needed to use the john. There were -some- limits to sharing a bathroom.
He opened the door, heading out into the hallway examining the comb as he did so. It didn't -look- like a hair eating monster. Perhaps there was an on-off switch on it he wasn't aware of...
"Hey." Saguru's still blurred voice drew his attention back to the bathroom.
"Yeah?"
"You can keep the boxers." Saguru smiled, just on this side of a leer. "I like you in my pants."
Kaito threw the comb at him.
-fin-
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And pass on hugs to Ysa-love for me, 'k?
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Kaito wins!!!
*giggles madly* Oh, this was just sweet. And amusing. And them. XD
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Heh.
Self-knotting hair. The downside to chi-hair.
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And speaking of SG1...just curious, but how do you feel about the up-coming season that's starting tonight? O_o?
Mrrh...need more ficcage to read...*wanders off*
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*goes off to bleach her brain*
Loved the fic!
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*bursts out laughing continuously because sleep deprivation makes everything just that much more funnier*
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'Losing' not 'loosing'. Unless, of course, his hair stretches and therefore resembles cotton more than hair...
That's the best line ever, by the way. XD I so need to work that into a het fic.
HBP! HBP! *squee*
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That's gonna be stuck in my head for a loooooooooong time. :3 All hail Kaito x Hakuba.
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:c) ~
%is learning to love her Kaito-Hakuba Icon XcD%
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I'm always amazed at your ability to tell a entertaining story where nothing happens but someone brushing their hair or teeth. It takes a lot of talent and skill to write that kind of story well.