Dream » 04
Warnings: Tiny children. Seriously, eight and nine year old boys. Also, Hatsuharu. He's a warning.
Effects: (optional) Annoyance and exasperation throughout the dream.
Notes: Kyou's about 9 years old in this dream, while Haru is about a year younger.
He had been nursing a small carton of milk, his legs hanging over the elevated ledge of the dojo when his quiet afternoon was interrupted. For a few seconds, he chose not to mind the noise, focusing his attention on his near empty drink. He took a small sip at first, then a much longer one as he willed the pest to go away.
"Kyou."
Sip. Sip.
"Kyou."
Sip. Siiip. And that was it. There was nothing left but air.
"Your drink's finished."
Kyou finally snapped his head to face the younger boy by him. "You think I don't know that?"
The other boy just regarded him with a blank expression. Then quietly, he raised his hand at his side and pointed at the box in the orange-haired boy's hand. "Where do you think all the air in the box comes from?"
It's not unusual to be addressed with such odd questions when he was around this boy. Nevertheless, it's enough for Kyou to wonder what was going on in his relative's mind. "What are you talking about, Haru?"
"Your milk. It was milk. Now it's air."
"..."
"A mystery." Haru then turns his head away from Kyou, looking towards the greenery in the yard before them.
Kyou decides not to follow it up on that comment. At least until Haru catches his attention once more with another statement. "Take me to the toilet." Yes, that was definitely more than enough to get his attention. He glares at the boy, his grip tightening around the empty box."Why should I bring you? Just go by yourself."
Haru's blank stare doesn't waver in the slightest, despite Kyou's refusal to take him to relieve himself. "I really need to go."
"And you think I care?" Kyou kicks the air in front of him, finally putting the now crushed box at his side. He does a few more kicks, alternating legs, the each one with more force than the last. "Why don't you just ask Yuki to take you instead?" He says the name with such venom, as if it were enough to burn the inside of his mouth.
"I can't. It's rude to ask the princess to take a peasant to the toilet." Haru did not even miss a beat as he says that. It's almost as if the whole sentence simply rolled off his tongue.
That was annoying. Kyou had never understood why Yuki was a princess but it still bothered him that even Haru seemed to treat his rival with a greater respect than he did to Kyou. It was disheartening. "Just because he's the stupid rat doesn't mean that he needs to get all the attention. Dumb rat."
Haru doesn't say anything. He shifts his weight gently, slowly from one foot to the other. He repeats this gesture with the other foot. And back to the first.
There is a loud groan before Kyou finally gets on his feet. "If I take you to the toilet, will you leave me alone?" The irritable tone in his voice goes unnoticed. His companion nods. With that, Kyou grabs for Haru's hand and drags him to the toilet. He knew if he lets go, Haru could be stuck looking for it over the next hour.
"Wah. Kyou is kidnapping me." Monotone.
"If you don't shut up, I'll leave you here to wet your pants!"
Kyou doesn't even bother to get up after that one. He simply rolls over to his side, grabbing the pillow to cover his face. He'll deal with all the incoming calls when he's in a better mood.
Effects: (optional) Annoyance and exasperation throughout the dream.
Notes: Kyou's about 9 years old in this dream, while Haru is about a year younger.
He had been nursing a small carton of milk, his legs hanging over the elevated ledge of the dojo when his quiet afternoon was interrupted. For a few seconds, he chose not to mind the noise, focusing his attention on his near empty drink. He took a small sip at first, then a much longer one as he willed the pest to go away.
"Kyou."
Sip. Sip.
"Kyou."
Sip. Siiip. And that was it. There was nothing left but air.
"Your drink's finished."
Kyou finally snapped his head to face the younger boy by him. "You think I don't know that?"
The other boy just regarded him with a blank expression. Then quietly, he raised his hand at his side and pointed at the box in the orange-haired boy's hand. "Where do you think all the air in the box comes from?"
It's not unusual to be addressed with such odd questions when he was around this boy. Nevertheless, it's enough for Kyou to wonder what was going on in his relative's mind. "What are you talking about, Haru?"
"Your milk. It was milk. Now it's air."
"..."
"A mystery." Haru then turns his head away from Kyou, looking towards the greenery in the yard before them.
Kyou decides not to follow it up on that comment. At least until Haru catches his attention once more with another statement. "Take me to the toilet." Yes, that was definitely more than enough to get his attention. He glares at the boy, his grip tightening around the empty box."Why should I bring you? Just go by yourself."
Haru's blank stare doesn't waver in the slightest, despite Kyou's refusal to take him to relieve himself. "I really need to go."
"And you think I care?" Kyou kicks the air in front of him, finally putting the now crushed box at his side. He does a few more kicks, alternating legs, the each one with more force than the last. "Why don't you just ask Yuki to take you instead?" He says the name with such venom, as if it were enough to burn the inside of his mouth.
"I can't. It's rude to ask the princess to take a peasant to the toilet." Haru did not even miss a beat as he says that. It's almost as if the whole sentence simply rolled off his tongue.
That was annoying. Kyou had never understood why Yuki was a princess but it still bothered him that even Haru seemed to treat his rival with a greater respect than he did to Kyou. It was disheartening. "Just because he's the stupid rat doesn't mean that he needs to get all the attention. Dumb rat."
Haru doesn't say anything. He shifts his weight gently, slowly from one foot to the other. He repeats this gesture with the other foot. And back to the first.
There is a loud groan before Kyou finally gets on his feet. "If I take you to the toilet, will you leave me alone?" The irritable tone in his voice goes unnoticed. His companion nods. With that, Kyou grabs for Haru's hand and drags him to the toilet. He knew if he lets go, Haru could be stuck looking for it over the next hour.
"Wah. Kyou is kidnapping me." Monotone.
"If you don't shut up, I'll leave you here to wet your pants!"
Kyou doesn't even bother to get up after that one. He simply rolls over to his side, grabbing the pillow to cover his face. He'll deal with all the incoming calls when he's in a better mood.