zexion/ienzo

Oh Squalo had just about had it up to here with Bel at this moment. His hands shook as he felt his throat beginning to rattle from his pent up anger. There was no way in hell he'd be cleaning up this mess, no sir-ree. This was Bel's mess, his water from his bath. And he would not take responsibility and risk yet another wine shot from Xanxus...again. "I don't give a damn what you care about! VOOI! Either you come out or I'll bring you out!" Squalo threatened, his matching light eyes glinting with pure fury.

Squalo's anger was rapidly rising--like it usually did when concerning Belphegor. He couldn't recall theadt time he hadn't been angered or annoyed by his presence. Even when he was younger and the brat was only, what, 8 and he had to read him bedtime stories he couldn't stand it. Whether it was the blond's arrogance or lazy, nonchalant attitude, he didn't know. But it was quite clear that something about the 16 year old made him want to sheer off his his wonderful silver locks. "Could you maybe clean up your firetrucking mess you atrocious slob?! I'd like to walk through the halls without stepping in a puddle of liquid thanks." Squall retorted sharply, yelling through the door, obviously infuriated with Belphegor's response. One day...one day he'd regret being so laid back. When it got himself killed Squalo hoped Bel's last thoughts would be: Well shit, shoulda' listened to Squalo.

((Dem' legs )) Squalo took a few minutes to go through the silent mental battle with himself. Finish the muffin he stole or argue with the brat. He ended up giving a pouty look as he growled, taking a good chomp out of the sweet before banging on the door. He hated yelling at this idiot one his day off whenit could be spent on someone so much more useful. "VOOOOIIIIII! BRAT!!! THERE'S PUDDKES ALL OVER THE HALLWAY!" He screamed, glaring an acid drenched hole through the door and hopefully throat through the center of the prince's head.

Squalo on the other hand wasn't as leisurely on his days off. For him, being a Varia Assasin wasn't supposed to be relaxing. There were no breaks or vacations in the real world of the mafia. Only constant alertness and strategic thinking. So even something as simple as sneaking into the kitchen to nick a muffin from Lussuria was a task of great concentration. Look both ways, crouch, dodge roll, grab the goods, dodge roll back, crawl up the stairs. Easier said than done with hair like Squalo's. As he trudged down the second floor hallway to his room, lazily biting into the chocolate chip muffin, he stepped into puddle of water, making a "squish" sound. He groaned, realizing it was the brat's bathroom. Joy. ((Okay what the firetruck. I can understand a day of obsessing over Mukuro but now the remainder of the week? The he'll is this?!))

((That's what we decided one.))

Spanner's hands resting on Byakuran's hips, tapping his sides gently. A smirk rose slightly in his lips, leaning up to bite at the male's lower lip softly, feeling his aqua eyes cloud with lust. "And what else do you wanna be my first of then?" Spanner asked, surprised by the undertone to his voice. Where had that come from?!

Spanner felt his own hands act on their own accord, slipping around Byakuran's waist and bringing their bodies closer to make the kiss much more passionate and deeper. He was shocked at how naturally this was coming to him. He had never gotten this...close before. But when he was with Byakuran...it felt right to do.

Spanner swallowed, shaking his head. He wouldn't mind...not one bit to be honest. He was craving those lips to be on his again. "No, I wouldn't. Go ahead."

((Pfft, the NJ ASK test is totally fooling us.)) Spanner nodded, looking down at Byakuran with a soft smile he rarely showed. "I am." He stated simply, blue eyes meeting the lavender ones locked on him carefully, not wanting to seem to straightforward. He still want to be somewhat subtle with Byakuran...

((Really? That's weird...Like what kind of names?)) Spanner blushed gently, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Ah...you did but it's not like I was planning on having someone else take it." Spanner admitted bashfully, hitting he actually was a bit pleased his first kiss had gone to Byakuran. He wasn't a helpless romantic--he wasn't saving it. But at least it went towards someone he had an interest in. He was happy Byakuran had taken it.

The blond was slightly confused. What about him? What was Byakuran inquiring? Or asking rather. "What do you mean?" ((Dude, in the Math section Zelda was the name of someone in a question ))

"I don't think that's weird. I think it's pretty sweet." Spanner stated before he could properly stop himself. He was surprised by his own words as he spoke them, not intending for it to come out the way it did. By sweet he meant....what had he meant. The blond felt blush rising to his face in spite of himself as he bit his lip. "I-I mean..."

Spanner found himself in slight shock, blinking and subconsciously squeezing the hand back without hurting Byakuran. He had never actually been...in love? And never had a person to connect with? That couldn't be right though. He had just giggled a name in his sleep a few moments before. Spanner's throat felt awfully parched right about now... "W-What about Shouichi?"

Spanner paused in hearing that, the grip on Byakuran's hand growing a bit tighter. On one end he was blatantly taken by surprise that Byakuran was actually lonely. Then again, he was also flattered by his honesty. Byakuran really wasn't honest with many people so for Spanner this was a bit interesting. "O-oh? Why was that?"

((Sorry, my vocal has died recently )) Spanner contemplated that question for a moment, trying to think of a suitable answer. He wasn't entirely positive as to why he did what he did. It wasn't to be flirtatious nor was it to comfort himself. He began to wrack his mind, nearly giving him a headache from all the thinking. "I just...thought you looked lonely."

Spanner held down an amused chuckle. Bored? With Byakuran? As if. He was the most interesting specimen of a human Spanner had ever laid eyes on. He just wasn't meant to have it according to Byakuran's dreams. "Option number one." He mumbled, rubbing his eye gently, restraining a yawn.

((Lol you're seriously crying )) Spanner looked back at Byakuran and gave the smallest of smiles before looking back at the wall somberly, his voice keeping that bored tone, even in the early hours of the morning. He sighed, debating on removing his hand or not. He wondered secretly if the male had heard him--but he decided of course not. He was a heavy sleeper. "....Morning Byakuran."

Spanner's ears picked up the small plead of sadness from Byakuran, the albino's hand outstretched towards him like a little kid asking to be held. Which was exactly what it seemed to be. Unable to stay completely cruel, the blond gave his hand to the male, intertwining their fingers to reassure him he was still here. Even if he was jealous of Shouichi, even if Byakuran wanted the red head's hand, not his, it was half-way okay. He could live with just this he supposed. "I always will Byakuran..." He murmured, looking across the room at the plain plaster walls.

Spanner's eyes immediately widened before falling back to their lazy, half-ope Ed state of content. Except calm and relaxing wasn't in his eyes, disappointment was. Shouichi? He was dreaming of Shouichi after so blatantly flirting with him last night. Being as subtle as he could, the blond slipped his grasp off of Byakuran to slip out of the bed. "Of course. Second best compared to him." Dare he say it, there was a bit of bitterness in his voice.

Spanner was jostled awake soon after, blinking blearily to see around the dorm which was dimly lit from the rising sun. As he did so he finally noticed that there was ane extra warmth in his arms pressed strongly against his chest. Looking down the blond found it to be an oblivious Byakuran. He smiled. "Hey." He greeted softly, nudging the white haired roommate carefully.

When Spanner was sure Byakuran's eyes were closed he gave a small chuckle and an actual smile towards Byakuran's careful actions, turning over to face the male on his side. Making careful inspections that the male was asleep, he held one if his hands gently, keeping it warm as he felt a small chill on the pale skin settling in. "Goodnight...Byakuran." Spanner murmured, fluttering his eyes shut.

Giving a sigh of discontent Spanner got up once more and to his feet, trudging over to Byakuran's form in such a manner that would have made one think he was the walking dead. He slipped into bed next to him, making sure to not have major physical contact and roll his eyes. "You make any move and I'll set my robots on you." He threatened quietly, his aqua eyes already feeling heavy.

Giving a sigh of discontent Spanner got up once more and to his feet, trudging over to Byakuran's form in such a manner that would have made one think he was the walking dead. He slipped into bed next to him, making sure to not have major physical contact and roll his eyes. "You make any move and I'll set my robots on you." He threatened quietly, his aqua eyes already feeling heavy.

I know what you mean

Spanner's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red at that statement, making his mind lean towards a dirty meaning of that sentence. After all, he wasn't completely sheltered. He knew many if the terms used for having sex and whatnot--and that was one of them. He gulped, pulling away from Byakuran and resting on the edge of his bed, unwrapping another lollipop. He usually sucked on them when he was nervous. Like now. "I-I'll pass thanks."