*sits staring out the window ignoring the pile of clothes to be put away*
Saitou: That friend of yours is coming… This place is still a mess.
Kizu: *shrugs*
Saitou: Did you take your “happy”? pills?
Kizu: I don’t remember.
Saitou: *frowns and lights a cigarette*
Kizu: *looks at him* Can I have one?
Saitou: I thought you quit?
Kizu: I started again.
Saitou: It’s an expensive habit and I heard -bad- for your kind.
Kizu: *sighs and turns away*
Saitou: *nudges writer’s shoulder* Here.
Kizu: *doesn’t look at him* Thanks. *starts to smoke*
*both quiet for a long long time*
Saitou: I liked that song you found.
Kizu: Oh -that-. Did she like it?
Saitou: I don’t know if she’ll find it. *chuckles*
Kizu: I see. Being naughty again huh Saitou?
Saitou: *quirks an eyebrow* “Saitou”?
Kizu: That’s your name right?
Saitou: *clicks his tongue* You’re thinking about that time again.
Kizu: Aren’t you happy now I have even -more- reason to get your story done.
Saitou: Stop thinking about it. Nothing is going to change.
Kizu: *sighs and turns away from window, reaches for another cigarette*
Saitou: Slow down ahou…
Kizu: Can you leave me alone? You don’t talk to me for ages and now you come and -pester- me.
Saitou: *sits on the window sill* We’ve come a long way haven’t we? *grins*
Kizu: You seem awfully cheerful today. Why are you here anyway? Want to tell me you wish for a better writer?
Saitou: That was ages ago. Why are you still stuck in that?
Kizu: I’m not. I don’t write anymore anyway.
Saitou: I’ve noticed. *takes a puff on his cig*
Kizu: I don’t have time. Never do nowadays.
Saitou: Idiot… You have a -lot- of time. Didn’t you have two boys helping you?
Kizu: Lately I can’t think. *looks far away*
Saitou: You can’t keep thinking about that time. You made a choice right?
Kizu: *doesn’t answer*
Saitou: The decision was the -correct- one. You -know- this.
Kizu: *mutters* Easy for you to say… lovesick fool.
Saitou: I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that. *frowns* Jealous of me and Hide?
Kizu: No. I’m glad you two are talking again.
Saitou: *grins* You worked hard didn’t you?
Kizu: I don’t remember.
Saitou: You tried didn’t you?
Kizu: I don’t know.
Saitou: You did everything you can.
Kizu: Go away.
Saitou: Are you going to smoke that?
Kizu: *looks at cigarette* Yes.
Saitou: Stop playing those depressing songs.
Kizu: Not all my songs are depressing. You liked that other one didn’t you?
Saitou: It’s not going to change anything. Be happy for what you have now, remember you had worst times before.
Kizu: So you’re telling me to be happy because my life is marginally better now. *rolls eyes* Go away.
Saitou: *sighs* Why did you tell Hide she “mangled” me?
Kizu: I didn’t. She misunderstood the letter and when I tried to correct her, she just focused on that.
Saitou: I see. -Forget- about that old conversation we had…
Kizu: We’ve had -many- conversations.
Saitou: You know what I’m talking about. I had spoken hastily. *smirks* No one would have stuck it out for that long even if they were -very- good.
Kizu: Who cares? Besides, not everything is about you. In fact I hate you right now.
Saitou: No you don’t. You hate someone else. Remember? I am only made of the -good- things. *grins*
Kizu: *shakes head*
Saitou: *stands up* Forget what I said it was a -long- time ago.? Start with that.
Kizu: *sighs*
Saitou: And turn off your “music” for now it won’t do you any favors. *leaves*