The afternoon was overcast and cool, but not chilly enough for Hibari to consider wearing more than his standard yukata. On the tatami inside, the typical trappings of the tea ceremony were set up; for now, he sat on the porch overlooking the rock garden. Hibird nuzzled sleepily into his collar, and he took another deep drag of his cigarette, eyes
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Hibari did not like waiting, and he waited a lot whenever he made plans with Yamamoto Takeshi. He wondered, not for the first time, if he should just give it up, this odd relationship.
At last he sighed, and opened both eyes. "Will you able to discipline yourself to sit still for the duration of the tea ceremony?" He asked bluntly.
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Hibari was also a stickler for the rules. His rules, at any rate, and any that suited him.
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