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Poor FolkYou what?!
The cigarette Urameshi Yusuke had been puffing on fell from his open mouth. Falling back against the alley wall, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He was standing near a coffee shop in central Tokyo with Kuraer-- Minamino Shuichi- keeping watch over a suspected thief from Spirit World. Everything had been running smoothly. Shuichi and him had been conversing off and on, just small talk mostly, when they'd some how gotten on to the topic of birthdays and Shuichi said something that Yusuke couldn't quite register.
Shuichi blinked, smiling.
I don't see how it would come as such a surprise to you, Yusuke, he said. him and I do spend a lot of time together-
He stays over a lot.
Even has met my mother.
Yusuke held up his hands to stop Shuichi. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath.
You're telling me, he paused to get his bearings. That you're . . . gay . . .?
Across the universes previewWhats it like over there?
Yusuke turned toward Naruto, picking his ear. Sticking out his lower lip, he raised his eyebrows in thought.
Nothing special, he shrugged. A decent guy cant get a pack of cigarettes for less than six bucks now a days, and the panty shots are going on the endangered species list.. But you gotta live with it.
There were so many things wrong with your sentence just now, Yusuke-kun, Kurama muttered, sighing.
What, Kurama? Yusuke took offense. Im not allowed to smoke because Im only fifteen, so sue me!
I just find it rather amusing that you can talk so lightly about sexual harassment.
I make my own panty shots, Naruto commented casually, walking up the stairs ahead of them.
HUH? Yusuke and Kurama stopped in their steps and stared up at the short ninja in disbelief.
Okay kid, either youre telling the truth, or youre on
LithiumA single trickling rain drop
Like gossamer silk strands
Gliding along my third eye
Whispers wind's secret caress
I exhale. Lungs releasing-
Pressing translucent memories;
Fragment of a fragment
As water kisses rose petal,
Drifting down stream's curtain
Pretty little curtain.
Where the wizard lies.
He smiles up at me
With his monocled brow-
Sipping on warm tea
And fingers quacking casually
To the rhythm of his notes
This is a safe-zone. Free-zone.
Innocent eyes sparkle,
Imploring it to be true. I breathe.
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