[log] Hazue & Sengoku
Who: Sengoku Kiyosumi & Kaidoh Hazue + Takahashi Yu (Yuri), Matsuda Kenji (Jiro) & Takigawa Eiji (Riki)
Rating: G
When: Before the first recording of Kiva
Where: About 12 weeks ago?
Summary: Sengoku and Hazue are trying on clothes for their characters in Kiva together with the other arms monsters and Yuri are.
Hazue poked at the pile of clothes that lay scattered in front of him on the table, curiously lifted a shirt and peeked. It was either dark colors or white. ”What're we supposed to do?” he asked, looking up at the others that were in the room. Trying clothes, sure, but what kind of clothes were he supposed to look for? He knew Ramon a bit, but he guessed that maybe he would be able to find his own Ramon if he had the right clothes.
”Find ourselves.” Or rather, their characters selves. Sengoku a few of the hanger where they hang, inspecting the clothes. So this was how people during that time dressed when they were 'stylish', huh. The room was currently filled with clothes to be used by the cast on the 1986-side. He hummed as he looked through the clothes. Well, they could have been better, he supposed.
Nodding, Hazue pulled out a shirt from the pile and inspected it. Pulling it on over his head to cover the t-shirt he already wore, he made his way over to the mirror, nudging Matsuda in the side. “Matsuda-san, don't hog the mirror for yourself.” He pouted when the taller male's lips quirked in amusement. Hazue elbowed him pointedly, before pushing himself in front of him. “I don't know...” he mused, purposely covering Matsuda as much as his short height could.
Really, who thought it was wise to only have one mirror in the room where several people would try out clothes. It would work when they were just changing though. Sengoku pulled the shirt he was wearing over his head, slipping a button-up shirt on. He sat on the table, watching Hazue and Matsuda trying to inspect themselves in the mirror at the same time. He chuckled.
Hazue and Matsuda sent Sengoku a glance at the same time, and Hazue then slipped away to look at the rest of the clothes. “Sailor shirt?” he held it up and looked at the white shirt with blue details. He put it aside for trying and looked if he could find any other clothes that he could see fit his character.
Sengoku ignored the glances, hopping off the table again. After buttoning up the shirt, he walked over to the mirror, his turn to try and get in Matsuda's way. He was more successful with that than Hazue had been, being taller than him. Nope, he needed something more to that. He pursed his lips in thought, grinning as Matsuda asked him for how long he was going to just stand there. “Don't worry, Matsuda-san. You won't get much time alone by it, promise.” He left the mirror to look for what he thought was missing.
Hazue giggled at Sengoku's comment, then laughed as Takigawa stood in front of Matsuda, covering him in full. “I think that looks a bit too stiff for Riki, considering his personality.” he pointed out, eyening the pink sweater Takigawa wore. “That's just something that you'd wear, Takigawa-san.” he grinned, then bounced up on the table to sit on it as he continued to look through the pile of clothes.
The redhead laughed as well, seeing Matsuda's mildly annoyed expression. He would get over it in no time, no worries. He nodded at Hazue's comment to Takigawa. “Hazue-kun is right about that.” He went over to where the clothes that Takigawa could choose from were. “Try to put these on together.” He was quite good at putting together things like that, so it wouldn't be a problem.
“Heheeehhh.” Hazue grinned and picked out a pair of pants. “Would this go together?” he showed Matsuda and Sengoku the sailor shirt and the kneehigh pants, ignoring any comment that came from Takigawa, who were in the process of changing into the clothes Sengoku had picked out for him. “It might be good for Ramon when he's in Castle Doran....”
Sengoku thought for a moment. “Yeah, it goes together.” He threw a teasing glance towards Takigawa. “He's got a better eye for this than you do, sem-pai. By far~” He looked through his own clothes for a while.
“Thanks.” Hazue grinned at Sengoku, untying the ribbon on the sailorshirt and pulling it on after he had taken off the shirt he had tried on previously. He pulled on the pants just as the door opened and Takahashi Yu - Aso Yuri's actor - walked into the room.
“No problem~” Sengoku looked over his shoulder as Takahashi closed the door behind her. He waved. “Hello~ You done with trying the clothes already?” He looked over at Takigawa, who was just about to hug the youngest of the actors.
Hazue looked up just in time to see Takigawa close in on him, but didn't manage to get away from his grip. “T-Takigawa-san, chotto!” he protested loudly. “Why're you hugging me?! Uwah! Don't hug harder!”
Sengoku laughed in amusement at Takigawa and Hazue, the man still holding the boy in a tight and loving hug, Hazue struggling to get out of it with all his might.
“Hey!” Hazue protested, trying to push Takigawa away as he looked at the other three. “Can't you at least try to help me a little?” He squeaked as Takigawa squeezed even tighter. “Gyah!”
“But it's fun to watch you two~” the redhead teased. “But Takigawa-san, be a good boy and play nice, ne?”
Hazue grumbled as Takigawa gave a small squee of delight. “No damn help at all...” he pouted and tugged at the mans arms. “I still have clothes to try!” he protested. “And so do you!”
He was right. The one who was closest to being done was probably Takahashi. Sengoku went back to looking through the clothes he could choose from, looking over his shoulder to where Takigawa finally let go of the youngest of them. “That shirt fits you quite well, Hazue-kun.”
Smoothing out his shirt, Hazue looked up and smiled. “Thanks.” He then looked around the assortment of clothes. “Something for Raaaamoonn...” he mused, picking up another shirt, only to put it away again. “Takigawa-san, those won't fit.” he stated as he saw what the Franken-actor had picked together.
Sengoku laughed, looking over at the Tezuka-clone. “He's right. It clashes horribly.”
“And I doubt it'd fit Riki's character.” Matsuda filled in, pushing Hazue - who had put on another set of clothes - away from the mirror. Hazue lightly kicked him at the leg, but the man just glanced at him and then looked back at the mirror.
Instead, Hazue hurried over to Sengoku's heap and looked at the clothes. “These look really funny.”
The redhead only had to look it over for a second, before he started to chuckle. He could easily agree to that. And he had to choose from all these funny-looking clothes. Well, some were totally okay, but most of it just looked plain funny.
Hazue looked up at Sengoku, then pulled on the colorful shirt over the dark-blue one that he already was wearing. “How do I look?” He grinned.
“Absolutely adorable.” Sengoku told him. “Adorable and amusing. And you better be careful, because I see a sempai sneaking up on you.”
“Geh.” Hazue hid behind Sengoku, barely avoiding Takigawa pouncing at him. “Please stop that, Takigawa-san!” he protested, peeking out at the older male from behind Sengoku.
“Now now, Takigawa-san, didn't I tell you to play nice?” Sengoku let out another chuckle at the somewhat disappointed look on their sempai's face. Matsuda and Takahashi was outright laughing at the scene.
“Can he even do that?” Hazue asked, sharply staring at Takigawa, suspicion in his eyes. They hadn't know each other long at all, but the tall one really seemed to like to tease people. And while Hazue didn't mind hugs, Takigawa could attack him at any moment, and he had to be attentive of the guy all the time.
“Probably not.” Sengoku reached out to pull the small boy into a hug. “But you're really hugable, so
I understand if he want to hug you. But Takigawa-san,” He eyed their sempai again, who looked even more disappointed that someone else hugged the youngest. “you should at least warn him before you do~”
“Hey!” Hazue protested loudly, glaring at all four older actors, not at all pleased with how they acted. “Just because I'm the youngest, it doesn't mean that you can just do what you want to.” He pouted.
“Hmm, but teasing is fun to do~” Sengoku hummed, but let go of Hazue. They all still needed to try out more clothes, but at the pace they were going, it would take a lot longer than it should.
Hazue pulled off the shirt that he had taken from Sengoku's assortment, and put it back where he took it. He hissed in displeasure and dodged as Takigawa made another attempt to hug him. “Well, I don't like it.” he muttered.
“Maa, it may not be the most fun you can do, but it can be entertaining~” Though of course it was more fun to actually do the teasing instead of getting teased. “But don't worry, soon we'll be too busy to tease you much.”
Hazue stayed silent, considering the fact that maybe. But no, he was sure Takigawa wouldn't stop it within the nearest period of time. “Sen-nii, I don't think so.” he finally stated, kicking after Takigawa. “Give up.” he muttered, pulling back with an armful of clothes in his arms.
“I said 'much', not that it would stop entirely.” The redhead chuckled, watching Takigawa finally going back to look through more of his clothes. Sengoku turned back to try on more of his own.
“I know that, alright?” Hazue hissed again. “But I still wish he'd stop.” The last part was said loud enough for Takigawa to hear and Hazue ignored the sulky pout and changed into another shirt and pants, headed over to the mirror and this time, he had to push Takahashi from it. “Why do you even have to use our mirror?” he questioned.
“Oh, don’t worry about it~ You can just keep close to someone else for now~” Well, that would work until they got more screen time, but not longer than that. Buttoning up another shirt, Sengoku moved over to the mirror as well. “Really, Takahashi-san, I thought you were done.”
The woman just laughed, moving away from the mirror.
“As if you haven’t tried, too.” Hazue puffed his cheeks. He grabbed a shirt and pulled it over his head as he continued to huff. “Why do adults have to be so troublesome.” he muttered, ignoring that Sengoku only was three years older than himself. “Don’t you dare.” he sent Takigawa a pouting glare. The man chuckled and pulled away again, back to his own clothes.
Rating: G
When: Before the first recording of Kiva
Where: About 12 weeks ago?
Summary: Sengoku and Hazue are trying on clothes for their characters in Kiva together with the other arms monsters and Yuri are.
Hazue poked at the pile of clothes that lay scattered in front of him on the table, curiously lifted a shirt and peeked. It was either dark colors or white. ”What're we supposed to do?” he asked, looking up at the others that were in the room. Trying clothes, sure, but what kind of clothes were he supposed to look for? He knew Ramon a bit, but he guessed that maybe he would be able to find his own Ramon if he had the right clothes.
”Find ourselves.” Or rather, their characters selves. Sengoku a few of the hanger where they hang, inspecting the clothes. So this was how people during that time dressed when they were 'stylish', huh. The room was currently filled with clothes to be used by the cast on the 1986-side. He hummed as he looked through the clothes. Well, they could have been better, he supposed.
Nodding, Hazue pulled out a shirt from the pile and inspected it. Pulling it on over his head to cover the t-shirt he already wore, he made his way over to the mirror, nudging Matsuda in the side. “Matsuda-san, don't hog the mirror for yourself.” He pouted when the taller male's lips quirked in amusement. Hazue elbowed him pointedly, before pushing himself in front of him. “I don't know...” he mused, purposely covering Matsuda as much as his short height could.
Really, who thought it was wise to only have one mirror in the room where several people would try out clothes. It would work when they were just changing though. Sengoku pulled the shirt he was wearing over his head, slipping a button-up shirt on. He sat on the table, watching Hazue and Matsuda trying to inspect themselves in the mirror at the same time. He chuckled.
Hazue and Matsuda sent Sengoku a glance at the same time, and Hazue then slipped away to look at the rest of the clothes. “Sailor shirt?” he held it up and looked at the white shirt with blue details. He put it aside for trying and looked if he could find any other clothes that he could see fit his character.
Sengoku ignored the glances, hopping off the table again. After buttoning up the shirt, he walked over to the mirror, his turn to try and get in Matsuda's way. He was more successful with that than Hazue had been, being taller than him. Nope, he needed something more to that. He pursed his lips in thought, grinning as Matsuda asked him for how long he was going to just stand there. “Don't worry, Matsuda-san. You won't get much time alone by it, promise.” He left the mirror to look for what he thought was missing.
Hazue giggled at Sengoku's comment, then laughed as Takigawa stood in front of Matsuda, covering him in full. “I think that looks a bit too stiff for Riki, considering his personality.” he pointed out, eyening the pink sweater Takigawa wore. “That's just something that you'd wear, Takigawa-san.” he grinned, then bounced up on the table to sit on it as he continued to look through the pile of clothes.
The redhead laughed as well, seeing Matsuda's mildly annoyed expression. He would get over it in no time, no worries. He nodded at Hazue's comment to Takigawa. “Hazue-kun is right about that.” He went over to where the clothes that Takigawa could choose from were. “Try to put these on together.” He was quite good at putting together things like that, so it wouldn't be a problem.
“Heheeehhh.” Hazue grinned and picked out a pair of pants. “Would this go together?” he showed Matsuda and Sengoku the sailor shirt and the kneehigh pants, ignoring any comment that came from Takigawa, who were in the process of changing into the clothes Sengoku had picked out for him. “It might be good for Ramon when he's in Castle Doran....”
Sengoku thought for a moment. “Yeah, it goes together.” He threw a teasing glance towards Takigawa. “He's got a better eye for this than you do, sem-pai. By far~” He looked through his own clothes for a while.
“Thanks.” Hazue grinned at Sengoku, untying the ribbon on the sailorshirt and pulling it on after he had taken off the shirt he had tried on previously. He pulled on the pants just as the door opened and Takahashi Yu - Aso Yuri's actor - walked into the room.
“No problem~” Sengoku looked over his shoulder as Takahashi closed the door behind her. He waved. “Hello~ You done with trying the clothes already?” He looked over at Takigawa, who was just about to hug the youngest of the actors.
Hazue looked up just in time to see Takigawa close in on him, but didn't manage to get away from his grip. “T-Takigawa-san, chotto!” he protested loudly. “Why're you hugging me?! Uwah! Don't hug harder!”
Sengoku laughed in amusement at Takigawa and Hazue, the man still holding the boy in a tight and loving hug, Hazue struggling to get out of it with all his might.
“Hey!” Hazue protested, trying to push Takigawa away as he looked at the other three. “Can't you at least try to help me a little?” He squeaked as Takigawa squeezed even tighter. “Gyah!”
“But it's fun to watch you two~” the redhead teased. “But Takigawa-san, be a good boy and play nice, ne?”
Hazue grumbled as Takigawa gave a small squee of delight. “No damn help at all...” he pouted and tugged at the mans arms. “I still have clothes to try!” he protested. “And so do you!”
He was right. The one who was closest to being done was probably Takahashi. Sengoku went back to looking through the clothes he could choose from, looking over his shoulder to where Takigawa finally let go of the youngest of them. “That shirt fits you quite well, Hazue-kun.”
Smoothing out his shirt, Hazue looked up and smiled. “Thanks.” He then looked around the assortment of clothes. “Something for Raaaamoonn...” he mused, picking up another shirt, only to put it away again. “Takigawa-san, those won't fit.” he stated as he saw what the Franken-actor had picked together.
Sengoku laughed, looking over at the Tezuka-clone. “He's right. It clashes horribly.”
“And I doubt it'd fit Riki's character.” Matsuda filled in, pushing Hazue - who had put on another set of clothes - away from the mirror. Hazue lightly kicked him at the leg, but the man just glanced at him and then looked back at the mirror.
Instead, Hazue hurried over to Sengoku's heap and looked at the clothes. “These look really funny.”
The redhead only had to look it over for a second, before he started to chuckle. He could easily agree to that. And he had to choose from all these funny-looking clothes. Well, some were totally okay, but most of it just looked plain funny.
Hazue looked up at Sengoku, then pulled on the colorful shirt over the dark-blue one that he already was wearing. “How do I look?” He grinned.
“Absolutely adorable.” Sengoku told him. “Adorable and amusing. And you better be careful, because I see a sempai sneaking up on you.”
“Geh.” Hazue hid behind Sengoku, barely avoiding Takigawa pouncing at him. “Please stop that, Takigawa-san!” he protested, peeking out at the older male from behind Sengoku.
“Now now, Takigawa-san, didn't I tell you to play nice?” Sengoku let out another chuckle at the somewhat disappointed look on their sempai's face. Matsuda and Takahashi was outright laughing at the scene.
“Can he even do that?” Hazue asked, sharply staring at Takigawa, suspicion in his eyes. They hadn't know each other long at all, but the tall one really seemed to like to tease people. And while Hazue didn't mind hugs, Takigawa could attack him at any moment, and he had to be attentive of the guy all the time.
“Probably not.” Sengoku reached out to pull the small boy into a hug. “But you're really hugable, so
I understand if he want to hug you. But Takigawa-san,” He eyed their sempai again, who looked even more disappointed that someone else hugged the youngest. “you should at least warn him before you do~”
“Hey!” Hazue protested loudly, glaring at all four older actors, not at all pleased with how they acted. “Just because I'm the youngest, it doesn't mean that you can just do what you want to.” He pouted.
“Hmm, but teasing is fun to do~” Sengoku hummed, but let go of Hazue. They all still needed to try out more clothes, but at the pace they were going, it would take a lot longer than it should.
Hazue pulled off the shirt that he had taken from Sengoku's assortment, and put it back where he took it. He hissed in displeasure and dodged as Takigawa made another attempt to hug him. “Well, I don't like it.” he muttered.
“Maa, it may not be the most fun you can do, but it can be entertaining~” Though of course it was more fun to actually do the teasing instead of getting teased. “But don't worry, soon we'll be too busy to tease you much.”
Hazue stayed silent, considering the fact that maybe. But no, he was sure Takigawa wouldn't stop it within the nearest period of time. “Sen-nii, I don't think so.” he finally stated, kicking after Takigawa. “Give up.” he muttered, pulling back with an armful of clothes in his arms.
“I said 'much', not that it would stop entirely.” The redhead chuckled, watching Takigawa finally going back to look through more of his clothes. Sengoku turned back to try on more of his own.
“I know that, alright?” Hazue hissed again. “But I still wish he'd stop.” The last part was said loud enough for Takigawa to hear and Hazue ignored the sulky pout and changed into another shirt and pants, headed over to the mirror and this time, he had to push Takahashi from it. “Why do you even have to use our mirror?” he questioned.
“Oh, don’t worry about it~ You can just keep close to someone else for now~” Well, that would work until they got more screen time, but not longer than that. Buttoning up another shirt, Sengoku moved over to the mirror as well. “Really, Takahashi-san, I thought you were done.”
The woman just laughed, moving away from the mirror.
“As if you haven’t tried, too.” Hazue puffed his cheeks. He grabbed a shirt and pulled it over his head as he continued to huff. “Why do adults have to be so troublesome.” he muttered, ignoring that Sengoku only was three years older than himself. “Don’t you dare.” he sent Takigawa a pouting glare. The man chuckled and pulled away again, back to his own clothes.