He's grown smoother with time, his childlike edges polished as he learned about the world outside the complex, and about the people in it. Rikyu lets his hair grow out longer, and gets contacts that help protect his eyes from the light so he doesn't have to wear sunglasses all the time
( ... )
"Michele, you have to let me make the cake!" Michele stares at Rosalie over his glasses, thoroughly unamused.
"Make the cake for what?"
"For the wedding, idiot!" Rosalie huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. Honestly, in six years, Michele hasn't gotten smarter at all. What is he even in college for? She waits, tapping her foot on the ground until Michele manages to stop choking on the biscotti he'd been nibbling on.
"Wedding--?!"
"I know you're proposing tonight. Don't say you're not, I saw the ring! So. I better be the one making the cake."
"...She hasn't even sai--don't get too far ahead of yourself!" Rosalie rolled her eyes.
"You're really dumb, Michele. Reika-nee wouldn't tell you no. Now get a move on!"
He was, perhaps, the one person in the city who didn't need him. And one of the only people in Raitou who's thoughts were soothing. Rin found himself, nearly unconsciously, ending up at Chrisantemo Gocce more and more often.
Michele's thoughts are a whirlwind of stories, beautifully crafted and vivid, lovingly thought out and alive. Rin wonders if one day he'll no longer be able to tell the boy's daydreams apart from reality, and thinks that wouldn't be such a bad kind of insanity, if he didn't have so much to do.
He's pulled out of this line of thought by the teenager's voice--calm, and just a bit on the concerned side. Rin's been staring off at the wall for twenty minutes, and his tea has gotten cold. Rin blinks, and smiles, and--
For a moment he sees it, Michael, kneeling down, and the rumbling promise to protect him, and Rin can't tell if he's dreamed it up himself, or if Michele himself dreams of his own persona.--Laughs it off, saying he was just thinking about something. Michele huffs, and tells him he should pay attention
( ... )
Paru finds the clothes in this particular store boring, and she doesn't hesitate to say so. There's so little here that fits her own personal aesthetic, but she needs it for the part she's playing, and any excuse to hang out with Maiko is welcomed.
Paru holds up a sundress, bemoaning the lack of frills or patterns or anything more than, well, mainstream. Maiko tilts her head, and casually remarks she thinks it's cute.
Paru buys it, and then chucks a pillow at Yue later when the other girl won't stop laughing.
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RIKYU AND MAKOTO or anyone else with makoto
i just want makoto fics :(
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no really i have no idea what to request. cute things? :(
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C-Cute stuff! Michele and Rosalie I guess maybe I don't know
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"Make the cake for what?"
"For the wedding, idiot!" Rosalie huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. Honestly, in six years, Michele hasn't gotten smarter at all. What is he even in college for? She waits, tapping her foot on the ground until Michele manages to stop choking on the biscotti he'd been nibbling on.
"Wedding--?!"
"I know you're proposing tonight. Don't say you're not, I saw the ring! So. I better be the one making the cake."
"...She hasn't even sai--don't get too far ahead of yourself!" Rosalie rolled her eyes.
"You're really dumb, Michele. Reika-nee wouldn't tell you no. Now get a move on!"
Her big brother needed so much looking after.
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Or Rin and one of yours doing something cute. :|b
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Michele's thoughts are a whirlwind of stories, beautifully crafted and vivid, lovingly thought out and alive. Rin wonders if one day he'll no longer be able to tell the boy's daydreams apart from reality, and thinks that wouldn't be such a bad kind of insanity, if he didn't have so much to do.
He's pulled out of this line of thought by the teenager's voice--calm, and just a bit on the concerned side. Rin's been staring off at the wall for twenty minutes, and his tea has gotten cold. Rin blinks, and smiles, and--
For a moment he sees it, Michael, kneeling down, and the rumbling promise to protect him, and Rin can't tell if he's dreamed it up himself, or if Michele himself dreams of his own persona.--Laughs it off, saying he was just thinking about something. Michele huffs, and tells him he should pay attention ( ... )
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paru and maiko, opinions on cute clothing.
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Paru holds up a sundress, bemoaning the lack of frills or patterns or anything more than, well, mainstream. Maiko tilts her head, and casually remarks she thinks it's cute.
Paru buys it, and then chucks a pillow at Yue later when the other girl won't stop laughing.
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