Caught!

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Hide: So the writer is working on a site about me and my family, at least as we are in the “NHK Tagia Drama”.
SafetyGirl: Hide-san… look what I found when screencapping. ^_^
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S: See?

H: *smiles* And you just wanted to find us in the same frame… *laughs*
S: Wait, wait, there’s more…

S: Dragging him around? *laughs*
H: *shakes head but is still smiling*
S: It gets better…

S: *laughs more* Hide-san… were you um… checking him out?
H: *mutters* You -enjoy- this… *feels around her obi*
S: *smiles triumphantly* Oh oh… I took that tanto of yours when you were napping earlier. But wait… more…

S: OMG you -were-!!!!
H: *raises her eyebrows*

S: *can’t talk, overcome with amusement*
H: Are you done yet?
S: Yeah… so… were you?
H: *produces her secret back-up tanto from the -other- side of her obi, sticks her tongue out at the writer as she stabby-stabs* *grabs pictures* I’ll need to take these… thanks. *starts to walk off, and turns to glance back over her shoulder* He looks as amazing now as he did then… *smiles, sighing a little* *exits*

our space

Hide

2 thoughts on “Caught!”

  1. H: *wakes up in hide?EUR(TM)s space?EUR? looks around?EUR?*
    Empty?EUR?
    K: What was that Saitou-san?
    H: Ah nothing?EUR? I thought I had another ?EUR“dream-.
    K: A bad one?
    H: *smirks* Not ?EUR“exactly?EUR?
    K: Huh?EUR?
    H: *looks at his hands?EUR? Slides it under his shirt, runs it across his chest and then takes a peak*
    K: *watches him?EUR? makes note to buy ?EUR“codine- later*
    H: *groans*
    K: *mutters* -Oh no-?EUR?
    H: *closes eyes and lies down?EUR? hand going lower from chest to belly to?EUR? grins*
    K: STOP THAT?EUR? NOT ?EUR“HERE-
    H: *opens one eye* Go away ahou?EUR?
    K: Stop being?EUR?
    H: What?
    K: *lightbulb! Grins* Someone?EUR(TM)s waiting for you ?EUR“elsewhere-.
    H: *quirks eyebrow?EUR? takes away hand from belt.* Sou ka?EUR? *gets up quickly* Let?EUR(TM)s go!
    *drags Kizu out of Hide?EUR(TM)s space*

  2. *sniffs the air*
    Cigarettes… *looks at the pictures again, opens the little box where she keeps her “collection”, adding the new ones and flips through the images*
    *pauses at one, eyes lingering* Pictures don’t really… *snaps the lid shut, sighs* *mutters* Dammit. *thinks of a certain scene again that she’s been playing out in her mind*
    *crosses her arms, looks up, sniffs at the air again* A long bath. *grumbles* Maybe a long -cold- bath.
    *shoos the writer off and goes to draw a bath in another purple room*

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