ext_153245 ([identity profile] dameluckypants.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-04-27 12:17 am

008--Today is a birthday we wonder for who, we know that it's somebody right in this room....

[So, in honor of her birthday, Rose Tyler has set up typical birthday party things--cake, pie, party hats, cola, cookies, and food in general. And there are streamers. OH YES. They're pink.]

...I don't think I'm forgetting anything. Oh! Right! [And there's a game of pin the tail on the donkey hanging up on a tree]. Love that game.

((It's Rose's 21st birthday, she's throwing a party, feel free to threadhop, blah blah blah, you know the drill.))

[identity profile] chasingstars201.livejournal.com 2008-04-29 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[She hesitates, and then lays a hand on his cheek, turning him to face her.]

I worry about you because I like you. The same goes for the people here--you can't predict them, can't figure them out, because friendship is an unpredictable, illogical thing. And no matter what Westerners might say about old dogs and new tricks, there's always room to learn a new way.

[Misaki lets her hand drop to her side and manages--barely--to not run her thumb over her palm where it touched his skin. She blushes and looks away.]
contract_star: (huh?)

[personal profile] contract_star 2008-04-29 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[And he almost ducks away from the touch because this is as surprising, if not more so, then Misaki punching him. He just stares at her, because he really has no idea how to respond to any of that. He's blushing a little now as well, and suddenly he feels very strange--though not in a bad way.]

[identity profile] chasingstars201.livejournal.com 2008-04-29 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[She wants to touch him again, and moves almost without thinking, fingering one of the buttons on his shirt. She realizes what's she's doing and her fingers freeze. The blush deepens. She can't make herself look at him, but doesn't move her hand, and can only think, Oh God, what am I doing?]
contract_star: (huh?)

[personal profile] contract_star 2008-04-29 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hei is not at all used to this. It's not like he's never kissed a woman or anything, but just about every time before has been for the job--has been fake. This feels different. Hei isn't sure how to describe it.]

[So, since he's confused and because that strange feeling is still there, he reaches up and covers her hand with his own. He freezes too, staring at her. "What am I doing?" pretty accurately describes his thought process as well.]

[identity profile] chasingstars201.livejournal.com 2008-04-29 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[And yes, Misaki's brain has short circuited, because this is the sort of thing that one does not do when one is a female Section-Chief, the only female Section-Chief, one does not have relationships or act like a jessie or a poofter or a nancy or whatever else the Guv would call her for playing with his buttons and Oh God Misaki what are you doing.]

I...

[And then she thinks, screw it. She glares up at him, more in defiance of herself than anything else. She is pink. Very very pink. Like the streamers pink. God she hates pink.

And she kisses him.]
contract_star: (brain break)

[personal profile] contract_star 2008-04-29 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[More staring, and there's the sense that something is about to give, break, snap. Hei isn't sure how to deal with this. Romance doesn't exactly come up often in his line of work.]

Misa--?

[Oh, hello, Misaki's lips! It takes Hei a second to realize that yes, she is in fact kissing him, and his mind sort of shuts off. Four months he's been coming to the Astral Plane, and he doesn't think he has ever been kissed so often (twice) in such a short amount of time. At first there's just confusion and disbelief, because why would anyone kiss him, why would Misaki Kirihara want to kiss him, why did suddenly nothing make sense, why did this really actually feel quite nice?]

[Nice.]

[For one of the few times in his life, Hei feels reckless. So he leans into the kiss, one hand coming to rest at the small of her back. The consequences be damned--this is nice.]