[The woman that graces the screen of the fansuwoth is beautiful.
She's a just shade broad in the shoulders, and perhaps a little tall for a woman..... But still, she's slender and poised, with modestly understated curves, long-fingered artistic hands, a politely subdued smile, and a fair complexion brightened with subtle hints of color from her make
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He goes red as a beat when "she" starts stripping and is fumbling with his fansuwoth to turn it off and preserve her dignity--not helped by his nose bleeding--
And realizes he's looking at a man. What. WHAT.]
--The hell?!
[Still blushing, still bleeding, and frankly completely shocked.]
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Be everything I can be... Yeah, I'm trying. Dad said that before he... I didn't understand it for the longest damn time. I got it wrong, but I understand now.
[The way he's looking at Hizashi now is rather like a lost child looking for guidance. Souji fulfilled that role for a while, but now that spot is a vacant, empty hole.]
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That's good to hear..... He must be very happy that you took his advice to heart, and that you've learned what it means by your own efforts, however you might've stumbled along the way.
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I... I hope he can be proud of me.
[And abruptly, bluntly he changes the topic. Not out of intentional rudeness, but a very late attempt to correct rudeness.]
I'm Tatsumi Kanji. Nice to meet'cha, uh...
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[The bow he offers is small but formal in spite of being seated, perhaps a leftover from having so recently returned from an engagement.]
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Hyuuga-san.
[It sounds like he was almost intending to say Hizashi but changed his mind at the last minute. The next sentence has all the eagerness of a puppy trying to please a new person, or a child trying to please a parent.]
I could make you something! Is there anything you want? Clothes or, uh--
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That sounds more fitting for my brother than myself..... You can call me Hizashi, if you'd like.
[Hizashi considers the eager offer, smiling a little and sweeping his hair back over his shoulders; a thought occurs to him, and he studies himself and his seal in the mirror for a moment.]
Well, I could certainly use a headband.....
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Hizashi-san then.
[He'll probably slip up and call him Hyuuga-san sometimes for a while but he just beams.]
Sure! A headband's simple. What color d'ya want? What fabric? Any designs you like?
[Don't mind him. He's babbling.] I could probably stitch gathers so it'd slip on, but maybe one that ties is better...
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Why don't you surprise me? I'm sure you know more about fabric than I do; I'll look forward to seeing something of your own design.
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I will! I'll make you the best damn headband, just you wait.
[He could honestly have an excellent one done before the night is out, but he'll agonize over every stitch so it'll probably be a couple days.]
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I know you will, and I'll be glad to see what you come up with, How often does a tailor get to consult their own tastes, after all, when they're the experts?
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[Creativity he honestly has more than enough of, but he's still faintly sheepish about his creations yet.]
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