ickaimp | [snippet] Eh... heh heh heh...

Uh, late night gang?

Y'know how I'm always threatening to write Hakuba/Kaito?

Yeah... Well, this hit me just after logging off.

He could feel his pulse in his head. That was the first thing he was aware of when he woke up. And it wasn't just the mild comforting throb of blood and oxygen going to the grey matter that he could feel.

No, this was someone taking giant cymbals, like one of those stupid wind-up monkeys and banging them on his brain with every beat of his heart.

He was also slightly damp, he noticed. And the blankets were wrapped around him rather uncomfortably. And he was sore. What had been doing?

The annoying sound of running water was making him want to use the toilet, except he didn't think he could currently get up right. If the world was pounding this bad while he was laying down, he didn't want to think how bad it would be if he stood up.

No... he was much more content just to lay here and look at the imprint on the other pillow while his detective skills mutely informed him that he was missing something quite obvious.

Something that he should be remembering.

Something that had to do with why he was missing his shirt...

The sound of water cut off and he was mildly grateful for the lack of noise.

There was blissful silence for a little while, and he dozed a bit, blissfully numb in the grey zone of not awake / not asleep, just listening to the pounding of his heart.

Then Kuroba Kaito walked into his bedroom, wearing what appeared to be nothing but a half-tied bathrobe and a towel on his head.

Hakuba Saguru went from laying down and nearly asleep to sitting up and jarringly awake in 0.3 seconds.

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Um... please do keep in mind that this IS me... so it's not quite what it appears.

Although it will involve glowing cones and mushrooms for some reason, because I was really out of it when writing down the notes.