Drabble [Blue skies]
Ban flicked his cigarette to the ground and gave a half-hearted kick, raising dust up from the ground. Everything was all fine and dandy till Shuichi had decided to butt his dumb pink head into things. After a sneering match had turned into a screaming battle, Yuki Eiri had kicked the two of them out of the cabin.
"Oi." Ban lifted his head with a mock-sneer. He just wasn't in the mood.
"What?"
Shuichi shuffled his feet slightly. His hands clenched and unclenched.
"I-I guess I'm sorry."
Ban glared at him briefly, then turn his gaze back out to the ugly woods around them.
"Yea? Good for you, cotton candy."
Shuichi frowned.
"Hey I'm trying to be-!" He gritted his teeth.
"You said you have a partner back home? Well he must be the reincarnation of Mother Teresa or something to put up with you!"
Ban laughed.
"Ginji? He's a retard! That bird brain probably doesn't even know who the hell Mother Teresa is!"
Shuichi sniffed at the taller man.
"You're the retard. Baka hentai." He replied, annoyed at Ban for being...well, such a Ban.
"Tch. Pink headed moron" Ban rumpled through his pockets again, searching for his ratty-looking pack of cigarettes.
It was true though. Ginji was a bit of a fluff-head, not very well-versed in culture or books at all. And he was kind of a retard most of the time.
A faint crease appeared on Ban's forehead as he lit up another cigarette and blew the smoke out into the air. The sky was bright blue, the clouds faintly scattered, and for once there wasn't a damn toucan to be seen.
Look at the sky, Ban-chan! Isn't it pretty? We should go fly a kite together, neh?
A fucking retard indeed. But nevertheless, he was his fucking retard.
Week-end not-hiatus till Monday. I'm screwed for missing a final for one class already D: so I gotta study for the others. G-chat or e-mail me if you're interested in anything or else I'll probably be in and out.