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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2017 23:32:51 GMT -5
There was nothing better than shopping alone. Minoru could take his time browsing isles of meaningless commercial items that he had decided prior that he would not buy. However, it was still fun to look at them. Judge whether or not their prices were absurd, how useless the product would be, etc. It was such a boring pastime that surely no one else would share the same interest.But for now he would take to buying something that he needed. New clothes. Minoru had grown into a fit young man, however confusing it would be to some. While it did not happen often, he had been mistaken for a woman before. Upon close inspection it was easy to see that he was indeed male, but the realization could not undo the offense. Though, he wasn’t sure if it was so insulting. He always admired the feminine elegance that female skaters were able to express and it was good that he could channel that same beauty into his own movements when he was in the rink. “Excuse me customer, would you like me to take these to a dressing room for you?” a clerk called out. His attention turned from a rack of T-shirts to a neatly dressed lady, a name tag with walkie-talkie at her side, it was natural to assume that she was a sales associate. It was good she did not have to refer to him by either gender, her face screamed that she was confused. His outfit didn’t have a skirt, he was just wearing normal skinny jeans, but He smiled in a polite fashion. “There is no need miss, thank you for offering.” The statement seemed to please her, as a wide smiled pushed at her lips while she left. He returned to browsing. There were already two shirts laid on his forearm as he searched for anymore that he might like, but he didn’t want to get that much today. There was a greater priority for some new gloves to use while he was training, as his old pair had finally worn out. “Hmmm…”There were two different white T-shirts with black prints on them, how was he supposed to decide what was best? Besides the differing prints, one was a crew-neckline and the other was a V-neck. Minoru’s head popped up, looking around for anyone that could help him. The downside to shopping alone was that there was no one to give a supporting opinion. He liked to be assured that his decisions were wellmade.The most put together looking person was but some feet away. With self assurance Minoru approached, not quite asking for assistance yet. “Pardon me,” he observed their appearance and judged subsequently,”sir, do you work here?” He was rather partial to blondes, the other’s long shining gold hair bringing a smile to his face.
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Post by TAKEO AIKO on Mar 14, 2017 4:51:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","kfbase"] [attr="class","kftop"] [attr="class","kficon"] [attr="class","kfboxbase"] SUPER ROOKIE [attr="class","kfbox"]It was that time of the day again. Takeo had done all he needed to do in regards to his studies and now all that was left was to find something to do with the rest of his day. Curse him for being so diligent. A blessing and a curse, he reasoned. Although, in retrospect, it wasn't as if he had a lot of homework today. It was simple studying and praying that whatever science terms he had looked over would stay in his head. His weakest subject by far. And it was no surprise to any of his classmates. Takeo wasn't one for wandering eyes and craning necks during assessments. But the thoughts of doing so were oh so tempting. Every test, every quiz. All he could do was send a prayer heavenward and hope for the best. So far, it seemed as though the god's were pitying him enough to keep his grades at the average mark. One couldn't be good at everything, right? He knew that very well, but it didn't stop the blond from trying to conquer the beast known as science.
And as such, after studying the dreaded subject, the boy would reward himself accordingly. Today in particular, he had received an email of a sale or two going on at select stores that made up the Shiba-Koen Galleria. Takeo frequented the large shopping complex quite often. Although, his mother's nagging on thinking with a frugal mind made for internal conflict when he wanted to shop. Sometimes. There were times that Takeo would throw caution to the wind and simply buy whatever he could afford. Thankfully, he never touched the currency in his savings. If his checking account or wallet found itself empty. It was game over. Or, time to find a part time job. Or... wait for his mother to see and refill it. Giving him a nice scolding for his frivolousness. He could already hear her now. Body shuddered. He'd stick to the clearance rack.
After removing his uniform, Takeo clad himself in a pair of light wash overall jeans that hugged at his legs. A strap off and another one. His shirt underneath was white long sleeved graphic tee. A black ring around the collar of his neck that accompanied the decal of a smiley face with an outstretched tongue. His shoes were black high top canvas shoes and all of his important items were tucked away in his pockets. Sans for his power bracelet. A trinket that had become precious to him since he had garnered it. He was still new to the idea of having been a knight in a past life. But, for some reason, it didn't evoke any fear in him. On the contrary, Takeo accepted it! He knew he was meant for great things! Saving the planet? Sign him up!
After leaving his dorm room and taking the needed buses and subways to touch down in the Shiba-koen district, the blond wasted no time darting towards the interior of the galleria. Phone in hand, pulling up app after app in search of the sales and deals of the day. "Hm, let's see," he started, "I could grab some bath soaps and gels. Eh, I'm actually pretty good on those. Oh! Maybe I can get a new case for my phone?" He paused to examine the case that protected his cellular device. "Eh... that'd be a waste." Geez... what was he going to get then? "Clothes, of course~!"
When all else failed? Update your wardrobe!
Takeo took off towards the closest boutique that had the most appealing mannequins. Sapphire hues darted back and forth in scrutiny and contemplation. That is, until he found a store that piqued his interest. He spun on his heel and twirled towards the open doors, sauntering in and shooting a smile to the workers. Greeting them and reassuring them that he would beckon them if he needed assistance. This wasn't his first time in the establishment. But he could always be helped in regards to the new arrivals and such.
Although, he wasted no time flocking to the assortment of shirts that rested against the racks. They weren't clearance, but they were so nice! Colors on top of colors! Styles varying from harajuku to kawaii-kei! the blond could already imagine himself in a few of them. He had the pants ready to wear in tandem back at his dorm. "Ah, but what about shoes..?" Ah yes, shoes. A predicament indeed. One that evoked a stand still in the shopper. Pondering in silence. Deep contemplation.
That is, until he was approached by another shopper. "Hm?"
He answered before looking up from his pondering state. Blinking in intrigue at the individual who stood in front of him. More so in contemplation on the other's gender than the inquiry posed. They could have been a very handsome man, or gorgeous woman. Androgyny at it's finest! A model?? "As much as I shop here, I should probably apply for a job," he replied in jest. Waving his hand to fan the thought off. "Nah, I'm just an avid shopper." Although, with the frequency in which Takeo found himself in the store... "but, between you and me," He motioned for the other to come closer, voice lowered to a whisper. "I'm better than most of the workers here." He nodded in a matter of fact manner. Grin widening as his voice returned to normal. As well as his posture.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2017 22:28:24 GMT -5
Manners came easy. Politely refusing an employee’s help was easy, however interacting with others was a completely different ball-game. He knew from years in the public eye just how hard it was to be approved by people, so he had always tried to get things right. Every single little thing, because even the smallest mistake could be fed until it’s huge.
“Oh!” his eyes widened, wondering what he had done wrong that led to him assuming that the other was an employee. But there was no time to be embarrassed at all. Minoru wasn’t one for appearing shocked or thrown off guard, it just wasn’t his image, wasn’t it? Plus he couldn’t run away and leave all the clothes he had already picked out. It wasn’t that he would find much time to wear them since he was single, had a school uniform, and practiced in the same tight black pants and longsleeve for most of the day. Which he was actually wearing right now! It was good that they complimented his slim figure, since he wore them so much. But he still liked to have fashionable clothes. It was evident by his presence at the galleria today.
Even after this he would probably go do some dance practice and then go on-ice practice. If his passion didn’t take up so much time then he thought that he would surely be more popular with his peers. It wasn’t his fault that he had no time to go to the arcade! Or even ever had the time to learn how to play arcade games. Any free time he had to spare was dedicated to his homework from hell school that had everyone who had known him since he was in preschool! That was the best thing about strangers, they didn’t know that he used to wear panda costumes instead of the sleek clothing that he had(and was currently buying) now.
To the others motion, Minoru took a large step forward, leaning down so slightly that he started to poke into the other’s personal space. His light glazed eyes roamed over the other’s outfit, which he admitted was more unique and put together than his workout clothes, a separate issue from how attractive he was naturally. A rebellious strand of hair fell from behind his ear in front of his face. “Hmmm,” a lazy grin started to spread across his face while he listened to the other,” Well I can’t help but agree, though, I’m still sorry for bothering you. You do look very cute.” The others choker was particularly adorable. He could pull it off and nip Takeo’s neck right then and there! But he didn’t.
After listening to the others energetic introduction Minoru returned to his former position, adjusting his arms to make sure that the shirts he were holding didn’t slip. His weight shifted from one foot to the other as he swayed,”Nice to meet you, Aiko-san. I'm Minoru. Tobio Minoru. I only had a small predicament. I’m trying to decide which one of these shirts to get.” Whether it would be worn within the next two months, he couldn’t even say. “What do you think? This,” he lifted the one on his left that had an splattered eagle print, in front of some skinny jeans and other work out pants that hung off his arm,” Or this?” he held up the right which had two opaque angel wings. TAKEO AIKO
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Post by TAKEO AIKO on Mar 15, 2017 4:08:38 GMT -5
[attr="class","kfbase"] [attr="class","kftop"] [attr="class","kficon"] [attr="class","kfboxbase"] SUPER ROOKIE [attr="class","kfbox"]A compliment? From someone as handso—er, gorgeous? As this person? Maybe Takeo should hang up his dreams of being an idol and head towards the path to modeling?? Hm, it was definitely worth a thought or two in the near future. "Hehe, thank ya~!" A tad cocky, but never rude. The blond had manners and would always thank those who complemented him on, well, anything! "Coming from someone as appeasing on the eyes as you, that means a lot~" He replied with a nod. It didn't hurt to admit that he too found the other o be quite attractive. People liked to be recognized for facets such as there looks and skills. And speaking of the latter, Takeo could've sworn he had seen this individual before. But, for some reason, he swore it was never in person? That was rather, odd. It also didn't help that Takeo was the type of wanderer to be all over Minato-ku and not recall how or why he was in a certain location. Not because he had terrible memory, but because there was always something that caught his attention and whisked him away to another mini adventure!
Tobio Minoru? Even their name sounded familiar. "Aiko-san?" A hand immediately rose and fanned away the honorific. "No need to be so formal, you can call me Takeo~ Is it cool if I call you Minoru?" He paused for a moment. "Er, Minoru-chan, actually?" Yeah, that sounded nicer to the blond. Assuming the other would allow themselves to be called that by a complete stranger that is. If not, Takeo would happily oblige to call Minoru whatever he desired. Not too many people were as outwardly friendly as Takeo was. And he understood that, there was no rule that said one had to act with kindness and an overall sunny disposition. He just felt as though it made life a little easier. Always looking for the silver lining of clouds, and waiting to make them gold.
"Oh?" A small, yet, big predicament. Takeo had been in the other's shoes a plethora of times before. Always deciding between two, three, hell; even four shirts at once. It did help to ask other's what they thought. Especially strangers. In most cases, they wouldn't steer you wrong with their opinions. Unless hey were just malice infused individuals. Which was annoying to even think about. "Hm..." Weight shifted from one foot to the other. Finger curled at the point of his chin as his head cocked to the side.
Sapphire hues darted from one shirt, to another. Soon realizing that these were male shirts, the male took to the assumption that Minoru was indeed a male. Which meant that he was a handsome and gorgeous guy. Lucky. A-anywho! back to the matter at hand. "Well," Takeo started. "I hate to tell ya this, but, they'd both look really good on ya." He couldn't help but chuckle after he spoke. It was the truth, both shirts would look quite nice on him. But surely, the other only wanted to purchase one of the two.
"What kind of style are ya goin' for?" The blond inquired.
Maybe if he got some sort of idea as to how Minoru liked to dress usually, he could make a more educated and informed choice. "The eagle's definitely edgy. But the opaque wings have a nice, subtle look about 'em. You could easily up dress it with a jacket." Head nodded in a matter of fact manner. "Ah, but then again," he returned to the thinker pose. "The eagle shirt could easily be accompanied by a nice pair of jeans. Distressed or regular..." Ah, this was quite the debacle, that's for sure. Both were good shirts. And either purchase would be worth his time and money. "I got it!"
He chimed out with the snap of his fingers. "Why don't you try 'em both on? We could make a better decision knowing how you look in them." Simple solution! Why hadn't he thought of it sooner? And it was a win for both parties involved. Takeo could grab himself some shirts and pants to try on too. Not to mention kill some time and possibly garner a new acquaintance.
One of with which, still seemed vaguely familiar.
Hand moved to grab a few shirts from the nearest rack. "I'll try on some shirts too. You can help me pick one or two out?" A wide grin curled at his lips for a brief moment, body moving to jauntily slide around the other. Motioning for Minoru to follow him towards the dressing and fitting rooms. "Also," he chimed out as he walked, "have we met somewhere before? You seem, really familiar." Although, from the way they interacted, Takeo assumed the other wouldn't or didn't remember him if they had met prior.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2017 0:43:15 GMT -5
One time when he was younger, his cousins came to visit with their dog. It was an adult golden labrador with a camo-patterned collar and a shiny metal dog tag that listed his uncle’s phone number to return the dog. They were really friendly and it seemed like their tail never stopped wagging! It had been years, but Takeo’s way of carrying himself and his energetic words was similar to that dog. Minoru meant that as a pure compliment, of course!
“Takeo?” his head tilted. Removing honorifics wasn’t something that he did so quickly, but if there was no trouble he didn’t see any reason not to go along with Takeo’s preferences. “Alright then, Takeo,” the other’s name bounced playfully off of his lips, like sweet poprocks. “Minoru-chan is fine! Only people I like are allowed to call me that.” The giggle that bubbled after he spoke insinuated that Takeo was included in the pool of people that he liked.
Minoru looked to follow where Takeo was looking, watching him observe each of the two shirts that he was deciding between. If he had more money and less self-control he would have surely bought both, but it would be so unnecessary. When asked about what style he was going for, Minoru had to think. The eagle shirt did seem more punk than the angel-wing shirt, but he also appreciated how cute the wings looked. The angel-wing-shirt also seemed like it would show off his collar bone as well to Takeo, who Minoru would gladly show more than just his collar bone.
“Heheh, I’d be glad to help you out with whatever you want,” his sly smile hid more scandalous words. Quickly looking over Takeo’s frame and the shirt rack, he grabbed one more that he thought looked generally good and rushed to catch up with Takeo at the fitting rooms. He slowed down to a normal pace again once he came to the other’s side, walking close, his eyes drifting upwards as he thought back in his memory. Minoru had an exceptional ability at recalling past faces and acquaintances, and Takeo rang no bell other than his cousin’s dog.
Once again he adjusted his arms to stop the clothes he had from slipping. “Hmmm, I’m an athlete...and I’ve had a couple of TV appearances before if you recognize me from that, and I attend Mugen if you go there, but I don’t think-”
The sound of crushing wind charged past him but he did not feel the sensation of air rushing through his hair, or anything at all. It was shocking enough to stop him mid sentence, which was normally very hard. Minoru stopped in his tracks and turned back for a moment, wondering what could have caused such a thing. Weird. His furrowed eyebrows relaxed as he turned back to Takeo. “Huh, I could have sworn I heard a breeze come through here. No matter,” he shrugged it off,” I apologize but I don’t think I know you, but I’m glad that I do now. You’re memorable in the best of ways...and nice to look at too.”
Minoru walked through the archway that led to the male dressing rooms. “Should I ask if we won’t be sharing a dressing room?” he smirked. “I’ll be in this one.” He continued on without waiting for an answer, opening a door to a roomier dressing room that had some discarded clothes on the floor. TAKEO AIKO
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Post by TAKEO AIKO on Mar 18, 2017 11:33:18 GMT -5
[attr="class","kfbase"] [attr="class","kftop"] [attr="class","kficon"] [attr="class","kfboxbase"] SUPER ROOKIE [attr="class","kfbox"]"A breeze?" He turned to craned his head behind him slightly. Looking about for any signs of objects that could very well have caused a breeze. Within his sapphire hues darting about, there was a sudden, odd yet familiar chill that attacked his body. It caused the sudden widening of the aforementioned sapphire orbs in shock. What exactly... was that? It felt like, some variant of deja vu. The same sort of deja vu that overtook him when he came in contact with Sentai Mars. But far more, weaker? More tame. As if he was visited by a ghost of some sort. And all it had done was phase through him and went about on it's merry way. His lips scrunched up in intrigue. That was odd, but he decided to simple keep the incident to himself. Ponder on it in silence later. Surely it was just some sort of misunderstanding? Or maybe he was cold and didn't even realize it? "Mm, I think I might have felt a little breeze. I didn't hear it though." He chuckled, arriving at the changing rooms. Letting a smirk grace his lips in regards to Minoru's mentioning of the dressing room situation.
"An athlete huh? Maybe that's where I've seen you before then," he started, moving himself into the next room over. "So I guess that means different changing rooms then. Wouldn't want ya to get into some sort of scandal~" Takeo hummed melodiously as he closed the door behind him. Hanging the shirts he had in his possession against the provided racks within. Turning around to view the provided mirror and eyeing himself within. His outfit was rather interesting, compared to the other patrons of the store in question, that is. But it was right up Takeo's alley. Turning heads and making sure he was noticed when he went out. And as such, the shirts he wanted to buy had to represent that as well. "Honorifics are nice and all," the blond began, coming out of his shirt, tossing it aside. "But they seem kinda, impersonal, y'know?"
Takeo spoke as if he and the other had been friends for quite some time. He felt no need to tiptoe around formalities, or try to convince the other he was someone that he actually was not. That was how most friendships died anyway. And besides, the blond was very comfortable chatting up complete strangers. All the time. Anywhere. "Oh, Mugen academy? Lucky you~" He continued, slipping a plain black shirt with white trim onto his body. "I go to Gohongi, so I guess we're not school or classmates then. What a bummer." He pouted from the safety of his dressing room, chuckling after. "Although, I guess it's for the best. If I had you in any of my classes, I'm sure I'd end up distracted and fall behind." The black shirt was a no go, so off it went. Soon back onto the rack.
"Oh wait," he recalled something that was mentioned earlier. Before the pair made their way to the dressing rooms. "You'd be glad to help me out with anything, huh?" And of course, the blond took that in the most negative way possible. Er well, negative in a more, lewd manner. But all the same, the thought evoked a rather toothy grin on the male's face as his mind took a nose dive into the gutter. "Well, maybe you can answer something for me?"
He'd play nice, for now.
"The shirts you picked up, the eagle and the wings. Are you into flying? Or uh, birds?" An observation that had dawned on Takeo only moments after taking into consideration the shirts Minoru had picked. It seemed to be a common theme. That, or he just liked the way they looked, which was perfectly fine and normal. There were a plethora of shirts Takeo had purchased without having a clue as to what the symbols or patterns meant. Or if they even held any sort of significance for that matter.
But that did leave his mind to wander once more. Grabbing hold of a white v neck sweater with pastel blue stripes, Takeo began to slip it over his head before he began once more. "An athlete with a fascination for birds and wings. Or maybe flying... a gymnast?" His head tilted, turning to look himself over in the mirror. The shirt had a mild over sized style to it. Purposely made to be that way. And Takeo enjoyed it. Nodding at his reflection before stepping outside of the changing room.
"Show and tell time~" he chimed out with a chuckle following.
Hands slipping into pockets as he peered about at the lack there of other customers trying on clothing today. Hm, that was rather odd. But not so much that it evoked any severe worrying from the other. "You definitely could pass as a gymnast. You're handsome enough, and I can imagine you fly—" It happened again, a hazy memory cut his sentence short. Blurry and hard to make out. Was that... another knight?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2017 18:29:00 GMT -5
A sudden gust of wind in the middle of a retail store was odd, but not enough so that it should stay on his mind, so he tried to move past it. He trusted that it wasn’t real because Takeo hadn’t heard it. Perhaps he was too stressed because of schoolwork and ice skating, more so of the former because there weren’t any competitions coming up soon. It was the only possible solution without any strange fantasies such as ghosts, or even past lives. Math was a struggle but he had to have higher grades in order to please his family, as well as keep a good reputation amongst his other talented peers. “I guess I was just imagining things...silly me,” he sighed to himself.
Minoru took off his shirt by pulling at the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his shoulders, popping it off to mess up his hair in a settling floof. The image of himself flying in the sky was a funny one, sparking a giggle that could surely be heard in the next room over. “Me, flying! At the most, I did go paragliding as a child which turned out to be amazing,” he shrugged as he also started to strip his pants. He thought more about how the other attended Gohongi academy. Minoru had seen a couple of their students around town a couple of times and had a few friends from there, but most of his close friends were from Mugen whom he had known ever since preschool. “Well, with our chemistry I wouldn’t let the fact that we go to different schools affect anything. You’re too entertaining to pass up! I’m also more partial to Gohongi’s uniforms more than Mugen’s.” The Mugen uniform always made him feel so tacky, but he was able to make it work as best as anyone could.
Various pants and the two shirts hung up in the bright dressing room in complete availability, now Minoru just had to choose which to pair up together. As he heard the sound of a door opening off to his side, along with Takeo’s teasing chime, he quickly grabbed two items off of their hangers and started to pull them on. The eagle shirt hugged his hips and torso just a bit but didn’t bother him. He stepped out of his dressing room also in slim black pants that had been cuffed to show his ankles, as well as a smile.
“Aw, that sweater makes you look so cute! Hugable, I’d say. Are you really interested in buying something, or are you doing this just to indulge me?” he commented, walking over to to him and tugging at the soft, slightly oversized sleeve.“You were so close in guessing, but I’m actually an ice skater. But if you want to see me being flexible I'd be so glad to show you-” It wasn’t a static shock, but almost a chill that ran down his spine as he touched the other, which caused him to bring his hand away smoothly. There wasn’t anything it could be other than static though, and he just assumed so. “Heh, static isn’t it?” Minoru stepped to Takeo’s side so that he could look in the mirror. This kind of outfit showed his more masculine side, which he appreciated. It was harder for him to appear masculine over feminine nowadays. TAKEO AIKO
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Post by TAKEO AIKO on Mar 19, 2017 21:37:21 GMT -5
[attr="class","kfbase"] [attr="class","kftop"] [attr="class","kficon"] [attr="class","kfboxbase"] SUPER ROOKIE [attr="class","kfbox"]"Funny you should mention that," Takeo began, the door to Minoru's changing room opening no sooner as the blond began to hum in thought. "Seems as though I've been making friends with a lot of people from other schools." Specifically, Mugen Academy. And even more specifically, Takeo was speaking of Toru. It my have been destiny that the two meet and befriend each other once again, but the fact still remained that they had chemistry and didn't attend the same school. So, theoretically, the same could be said for Minoru and himself. The two seemed to be hitting it off quite well. Similar to how he and the other had a day or two ago. So it wouldn't be to far-fetched to assume the end result could be the same. Especially due to the underlying flirtatious tones in both the male's speech and actions. It was all in good fun though, to with which Takeo enjoyed. It wasn't every day he got to mingle with the upper class. Let alone be found attractive by one. He had to eat up the attention and compliments while he could.
"Not a gymnast? Dang." There came the snap of his fingers, in a faux defeated manner. But the follow up information caused a rising in the male's brows. "An ice skater? That explains it~" Takeo spoke with a matter of fact nod and grin that followed shortly after. "You're alluring. It's almost as if you could pass for both male and fe—" there was another surge... a chill. It almost felt like he was shocked by the other. The moment Minoru reached out and took hold of the over sized sleeve, Takeo was buffeted by yet another blurry mental image. The image itself however, dance about his mental space at such a speed that he couldn't register a single detail. "Female."
His head shook, coming back to after having another out of body experience. "Hehe, yeah, the fabric of this shirt is probably a shock magnet." An attempt to regain his composure over the underlying confusion he was seething in. This was vaguely familiar. But, if this was what he thought it to be, why were the surges so... weak? It had the male's mind racing for answers. Contemplating every facet of what this could have been. As previously stated, the intensity was far more weak than what he felt around Mars. So, what exactly could be going on here? It was off-putting, and rather annoying. Would this really end up being another one of those throw caution to the wind and guess instances? A metaphorical stab in the dark. To with which, if he were wrong, Takeo would probably look like the biggest weirdo.
"Sheesh," he mumbled. Shrugging the distressing thoughts off almost instantly at the sight of Minoru walking past him. "Huggable, huh?" The male spun on his heels, hands slipping into the safety of his pockets as he eyed the other and their reflection. "Feel free to test your theory, I don't mind at all~" He took a step or two towards the mirror, playfully bumping Minoru with his hip as to see his reflection in the mirror. Striking a pose or two before snickering. "Mmm, both." Head craned to the other, a wink being passed their direction.
Takeo did indeed plan on purchasing something. Maybe one shirt, if the price was right. But now that he ran into Minoru, it seemed to be in his better interest to stick around. The other was interesting, clever, and quite the looker. What kind of idiot would give up spending time with a guy who was the total package? "That shirt looks nice on ya," he complimented. "Makes you look more masculine~ shows off those muscles."
Thank god. If it wasn't considered rude, Takeo would snap a picture or two.
Although, those blurry images and thoughts were starting to surface once more. And being the curious type, he couldn't help but ask a question that may, or may not solidify a few of his assumptions. "So uh," he started, humming in thought. Pondering on how to go about wording his inquiry. "Weird question, but uh, do you believe in destiny?" Takeo dropped the question while beginning to pose in the mirror yet again. Coining the next facet of his loaded question. [attr="class","kfnotes"] @yuna minoru is so cute jfc [attr="class","sumcreds"]KOJIHIME [Googlefont=Montserrat|Noto Sans|Ubuntu] [newclass=.kfbase]width:320px;[/newclass] [newclass=.kftop]padding:10px;border-top:#2e2e2e 5px solid;background:#ff6600;[/newclass] [newclass=.kficon]width:105px;height:105px;padding:3px;border-left:#fafafa 4px solid;border-top:#fafafa 4px solid;border-right:#2e2e2e 4px solid;border-bottom:#2e2e2e 4px solid;background:#ff9900;[/newclass] [newclass=.kfboxbase]background:#2e2e2e;padding:5px;border-bottom:#ff6600 5px solid[/newclass] [newclass=.kfbox]color:#fcfcfc;text-align:justify;font-family:calibri;font-size:10px;margin:30px 45px;[/newclass] [newclass=.kfbox b]color:#ffaa00;font:bold 11px arial[/newclass] [newclass=.kfbox a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.kfnotes]height:0px;width:320px;font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:7px;text-align:justify;color:#ffffff;background-color:#2e2e2e;overflow:hidden;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.kfnotes b]color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.kfnotes a]font-family:century gothic;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#fff!important[/newclass] [newclass=.kfbase:hover .kfnotes]height:60px;transition:500ms;-webkit-transition:500ms;-moz-transition:500ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.sumcreds]font-family:Ubuntu;font-size:6pt;color:#000000;text-transform:uppercase;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass]
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