Memory ღ 8. [Accidental voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[The sound starts to play and at first there is only the soft creak of a bed spring, before a voice is heard over it.]

I miss Youji, Rit-kun...

I know, but he'll come, just be patient.

[Silence, then another shift on the bed.]

Hey, don't touch there! It feels weird...

It's so long and smooth. Rit-kun is always so nice feeling.

[The bed gives a louder creak, then Ritsuka yelps.]

Don't pull it! That hurts! Hiss!

Too rough? So cute~ How about this instead?

NATSUO!

[There's a loud thud when a book falls on top of the phone, then the feed cuts off.]

((A not as bad as it looks post done with Natsuo-mun. Natsuo = Purple.))

Comments

[Audio; keywords related.]

[cantapollygize.livejournal.com]

... do I... want... to know?

[Audio; Oh poor poor Apollo.]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

E-eh? Natsuo quit it, I think the phone is on!

[Audio]

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

Huh? [picks it up] hey hey, can't you see we're busy here?

[Audio; he's going to need brain bleach.]

[cantapollygize.livejournal.com]

I can't see anything right now. And if you're going to do what that sounded like [ohgod my brain orz] you should probably make sure your phone's, you know, off...

[Audio]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

It's not like we did it on purpose!

[Wait...]

Huh? What does it sound like we're doing...?

[Voice]

[sands-in-mexico.livejournal.com]

[Listens intently at first then cracks up laughing.]

[Voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

... Did you hear that? It sounds like someone is laughing under the bed...

The phone!

[Voice]

[sands-in-mexico.livejournal.com]

[Sheldon couldn't compose himself long enough to form three words much less a sentence.]

Pffff.

[Voice]

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

[natsuo is crawling to get the phone, right over Ritsuka]

Why is it people only bother when I'm having fun?

[he grabs the phone, coming in clearer]

Hello?

[Voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

Tch, maybe because you were the only one having any fun.

[cuteuketwin.livejournal.com]

[Voice]

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

Oh Ritsuka. I didn't know you were into that sort of thing.

[Voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

...Oz?!

[Picks up the phone.]

[Voice]

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

Hey, they guy who hits himself.

Re: [Voice]

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

Ritsuka, I didn't think you were old enough to know those things.

[Voice]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

Hits himself...?

[So confused! What are they talking about?!]

What things? What are you talking about?!

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

Is he pulling your tail!?

[say hello to little miss naive :D]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

N-no, not anymore. Who is that?

...Oy, your nose is cold, Natsuo...

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

Your neck is warm though.


yeah, who are you?

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

Um.. Nakamori Aoko...

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[Yep, Soubi is already at your door. He strides in without knocking.]

Natsuo. Get off of the bed.

[His voice is perfectly calm; but then, it always is before he's about to kill someone.]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[Slightly pinned under Natsuo's upper body as the boy nuzzles his ear. The sight wasn't anything that would sedate Soubi's anger.]

S-Soubi...

[He sounds relived to see him.]

[one-eyed-zero.livejournal.com]

[natsuo looks right at soubi, and shrinks back behind ritsuka, tail frizzed]

No.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[Without skipping a beat, Soubi picks Natsuo up by the waist and hefts him off of the bed. The motion looks effortless, as if Natsuo weighs as much as a real kitten. But Soubi is none too gentle with this particular furry creature. He drops him unceremoniously on the ground, flat on his back. To keep him from scooting off, he places a foot on Natsuo's hair. His voice continues to be even and calm.]

Is this how you are going to act? Should I put a shock collar on your neck to keep you out of this room?

[pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com]