Kogareru {IZAR}

[izar]

((Aw! lol at least school will be over soon!!))

Izar blushed anyways and smiled. Izar laughed, "True." He smiled snuggling against Masinori. Izar liked that word. It was one that he sincerely never thought he would use. But it made him smile and He looked up at Masinori his eyes seeing silhouettes but his heart was content with just resting in his arms. Izar was just waiting for himself to pass out and never wake up. He silently scolded himself. He would want to be awake for a thousand years than have to leave Masinori. He rested his forehead on Masinori's shoulder and closed his eyes. He was half asleep as he spoke a little more with him. He tried his best to stay conscious but he wasn't sure how well that would work out.

He absently ran his hand though Masinori's hair rhythmically. Izar laughed softly, "Angry Greek women are the worst." He smiled. She used to terrify him, well still did. She would yell at him and he would immediately go into a fetal position. It took a while before she had got him out of the habit of thinking she was going to hit him every time she yelled. When she yelled he felt like he was a little kid and felt like looking at her pleadingly with big eyes. Izar chuckled, "Well, you could have wowed him with your amazing weed pulling slash rock placing skills." He smiled. He blinked he hadn't noticed this but when he was with Masinori he hardly ever frowned. There was always joyous vibes coming from him.

Izar laughed, "And face my mother? No thank you." He grinned. He opened his eyes for a moment as Masinori embraced and kissed him. He smiled content and closed his eyes. He drifted into darkness. He saw the place where he had released the wild energy. He smiled it was clear and filled with his own power. His dreams were peaceful and strangely normal, which for him is completely abnormal. There a dragon and Masinori and he had to save it. An odd combination of his birth mother and Henri stood against them and were easily defeated. He was sure he could be seen smirking in his sleep. He shifted slightly and fell into a deeper sleep without any dreams at all.

Izar felt something brush against him on the edge of his consciousness. He shifted slightly but didn't register that it was anything. He felt a pain in his forehead. He tried to ignore it and it worked for a while until he moved his hand up to make the pain go away. He blinked awake when his hand touched a bandage. He looked up at Masinori and slowly remembered what happened. He felt the bandage above his eye for a moment then sighed. It felt odd to wake up in his old room. He felt like he should leap from the bed because he was late for class. He looked over at the moved lamp and laughed, "Maybe I should fix that." He smiled and just laid there unwilling to move. Ironically enough, things like this happened to him lot, so unless his parents found it he should have some plaster under his bed.

[masinorimoriyama]

((FOUR pages, is that a record yet or what? I guess cause it‘s a long visit to his parents o.O))

After a long while of being still, Izar’s hand suddenly moved to his forehead. He blinked several times, before finally looking up at Masinori sleepily. He smiled back as his eyes focused. “Good morning, pretty.” Masinori said with a short laugh. “Maybe I should fix that.” He said looking at the lamp, which was covering the spot where the dagger had been thrown at Odille the previous day. He didn’t move though. He was still half awake probably. Masinori just kept watching him. He looked peaceful and beautiful. He loved everything about him, everything about his face. He always thought of the first time he‘d seen that face. Not in the field, but on the street. His breath had caught in his throat and he was drawn to him. Maybe it seemed shallow, but to Masinori it was deeper. It was like something in him was awakened when he saw him there. Every time he looked at him he had to wonder if he was real or some kind of artistic masterpiece that only looked like a person.

“What do you think we’ll do today?” He asked. He was pretty sure Izar had fallen back asleep with his eyes open. Well, not really, but he could’ve fooled someone into thinking that. Masinori got up and went over by the door. He moved the lamp and ran his hand over the hole. It was rough and chalky and indeed very noticeable. “Yeah, you probably should,” He said with a yawn. “Foolish girl.” He went back over and sat on the edge of the bed on Izar’s side, near his legs, then fell forward without a word, so that his face was now buried on his chest. He laughed through his nose at the movement and wrapped his arms around Izar. “I should take a shower before going downstairs huh.” He exhaled deeply into the blanket and lay still. He was looking forward to days when they could lie in bed together all day in each other’s arms, not worrying about anything or anyone else.

[izar]

((XDXDXD We Rock!! Yes, long visit but hey four pages!! that's intense!!!))

Izar looked at Masinori his eyes half closed and his head beginning to throb lightly. He was was glad now that Masinori was here and that he had gone to the hospital or else his eye might be the size of a house right now. "G'morning," Izar said softly his tiredness making his words slur slightly. He smiled closing his eyes for a long moment before opening them again after he almost fell asleep again. Izar blinked at Masinori he seemed to have zoned out add Izar just stared into his eyes. "Masinori?" he asked wondering what he was thinking about. Izar got lost in his eyes again. All that existed was Masinori. That was all that needed to exist. He blinked and looked over at the wall. He really should fix that before his parent's find it and disown him for destroying the house... again...

Izar blinked coming back into the present as Masinori asked him what they might do. He shrugged, "I have no idea, we might go to the beach," he shrugged," his family was very into the beach. It was about an hour of two away. ((I actually have no idea ^__^)) Izar watched him got to the hole and move the lamp. He laughed slightly, "Extremely," he agreed. Izar smiled chucking as Masinori fell unexpectedly forward and his face was in his chest. Izar slipped his arms around Masinori and then nodded, "Perhaps." He should probably shower too, he'd rather get th wall done though. He looked at Masinori and gave him a quick squeeze. He twisted so that he was hanging half off of the bed.

He flipped up the sheets hiding the space underneath the bed. He looked at it upside down for a while before reaching under and pulling out a small container and a flat object. "Here it is," Izar said happily as he turned back to Masinori. He kissed the top of Masinori's head and smiled, "Go shower, love, I'll fix the hole." He smiled and petted Masinori's hair gently. He didn't feel like moving yet but it was either that or be rudely awakened by someone barging in.

[masinorimoriyama]

((Yeah we pretty much rule the world. BY THE WAY, you do know you’re member of the month, right? Oh my gosh, did I seriously only write 2 paragraphs last time? SORRY!))

“I was thinking about the first time I saw you.” Masinori said dreamily without being asked. Izar looked into his eyes for a while. Locking eyes with someone seemed intimate and a little frightening, and not just to him, but to the others that had passed through his life. They would usually laugh and look away, and it made him uncomfortable too, but he’d try to hold their gaze and see if their eyes would reveal their secrets. He’d end up looking away too. With Izar, he wanted to stay like that. When the light didn’t hit his eyes properly they looked black, but when it did they were so brightly silver it was shocking. And when he was looking at him there was this softness and warmth, almost like a child about to cry.

Izar blinked and looked over at the wall. “I’m sorry, the beach?” Masinori quirked a brow. “The place with lots and lots of water rushing at you?” He blinked several times. When they first started dating he’d gone to the beach with Denae and well, it was sort of a disaster because it turned out she had feelings for him. But he’d wished he could go to the beach with Izar, even though he didn’t like the beach at all. There was too much sand and you always felt dirty and ugly and full of salt…but the point was he wanted to do everything with Izar. “Extremely.” He said in response, and Masi smirked. Izar was probably madder than him at this point. He was sure he was going to try and get even. Masinori was just going to give her the silent treatment, which would drive her mad enough.

“Perhaps.” Izar said. Masinori wasn’t really a clean freak, but he for some reason felt like he showered whenever he was with Izar. It was just that he showered every day, and most guys probably didn’t. Maybe he was a clean freak? Though Le Petit Petit might say differently. Izar squeezed him, which meant he was letting go. He turned and hung off the bed, looking under it to retrieve something. He came back up victoriously holding a little container and kissed Masinori’s head. Masinori sighed as he petted his hair. He cupped Izar’s face in both of his hands and said, “I can’t stand it, I want to spend every waking moment with you, and I can’t stand even going into the next room to shower.” He half rolled his eyes and let go, standing up and heading for the door. He spun on his way, “You could always come…” Then paused in the doorway, “Just kidding.” He grinned and left.

He rushed through his shower, there was not much point if they were going to get all grimey at the beach, but it was just habit. Though usually he liked to have his coffee first…Masinori was a die hard tea drinker, but in the morning he did in fact drink a cup of spiced black coffee. ((Yeah, that’s for sure based off of me)) He dried off and realized he forgot to bring a change of clothes in the bathroom, so he wrapped his towel around his waist and headed back for the room. Since he’d been so fast, Izar was still working on the hole. “Clothes.” He said kneeling down beside his bag and pulling out his selection. Beach…beach… He thought to himself with his hand to his chin. He chose a pair of bleachy ripped jeans with an elaborate skull and flower design embroidered on the back and a turquoise graphic t shirt.

“Don’t turn around.” He warned and quickly slipped his underwear and pants on. “Safe.” He snorted a laugh and pulled his t shirt on, then knelt down again to put his clothes from yesterday away. He hadn’t brought a bathing suit, but he had no interest in swimming anyway. Swimming messed up your hair, and salt water tasted disgusting. ((I really agree with Masinori on all these points as well, I haven’t swam at a beach in ages, I live in Florida and I own one bathing suit that I’ve never worn hahaha)) Plus it wasn’t like Iz was going to be swimming. He walked over and examined the hole. “See darling, you’re good at everything.” He said, leaning over and kissing him on the shoulder. He stood against the door frame and watched Izar.

((There, that’s better than two ^.^))

[izar]

((lol Quality>Quantity! I did ^__^ and we are the most involved coupling here!! XDXD lol It happens some times no worries.))

Izar started to think about the field then corrected himself. They met on the street. Izar smiled at the thought it was hard to believe he ever thought Masinori was a pompous arrogant prick who just wanted to see his downfall. He laughed and caught his eyes. His eyes were such a dark blue Izar felt he would sink in them if he wasn't careful, which he wouldn't really mind. "It was a wonderful, pick up line you tried to use, too." Izar teased softly. He closed his eyes for a moment and grinned as he just held Masinori for a while. Izar opened his eyes again to look over at the wall. It was very badly damaged, he needed to be careful, he was lucky it was a short dagger and hadn't gone all the way through.

Izar nodded and didn't hide his distaste. He groaned, "I'm a hydrophobic person cursed to be with a family of beach lovers." He rolled his eyes. He buried his face in the pillow, "Don't remind me," he mumbled into the fabric. It made him sick to look at the waves. It was like it was trying to reach out pull him in but couldn't quite reach. He looked into the pillow before looking back up at Masinori. He was reminded of Odille and her plot made Izar remember his own plot. "Yes, she will learn not to meddle. And if not..." He shook his head sympathetically. He smiled slyly. He wanted to tell Masinori what he planned but he didn't want to risk Masinori blowing his cover. It was a very difficult thing to get done.

Izar pulled up the container and smiled happy that it was still there. He blinked at Masinori when he took his face in his hands. Izar smiled blushing slightly. "I share the feeling," he said his eyes a little sad. He smiled, "It shall only be for a little while though." He patted Masinori's hand. Izar watched him go sadly. It seemed like they were always together and that parting was going to be longer than it would normally be. Time seemed to move slow without Masinori here with him. He looked up when Masinori paused at the door. He blushed a deep crimson and he felt a strong desire to go. Then Masinori grinned and said he was kidding. Izar laughed too though he wished he hadn't been.

He shook his head and when to the wall. He smoothed the plaster onto the hole and filled it before smoothing it out. It took longer than he expected and Masinori came in halfway though with just a towel. Izar just stood there staring for a moment. Izar laughed, "Forget something?" He smiled and went back to the hole. He glanced over as Masinori knelt by his bag and dug out some clothes. Izar was still in his clothes fro the previous day. He hadn't had a chance to change, he had been so tied. He would have to change soon he was starting to feel grimmy. He would change after he finished the hole. The hole at the moment was his first priority. He focused on it trying to make it as smooth and unnoticeable as possible.

He smiled and glanced over his shoulder slightly but turned away quickly as Masinori changed. Izar smiled and turned when Masinori declared it safe, having made the final swipe of the plaster. Izar tried to remember what was in his own bag that was beach worthy ((lol I love the beach! minus the sand!!)). He had brought a pair of old shorts and a loose shirt knowing that his family would most likely want to take a trip to the beach. Izar smiled slightly at Masinori's words and he rested his head against Masinori. "One of these days you will be proven wrong, love. Though your confidence in me is very endearing." He smiled, closing his eyes. He closed the container an stuck it under his bed, safely hidden. He brushed his hands together and smiled, "That was easier than expected."

[masinorimoriyama]

((Most involved characters, best looking characters, gee the list goes on XD))

Masinori’s face got hot with embarrassment every time Izar picked on him for that. “I wasn’t thinking clearly, I was awestruck.” It just sort of spat itself out and before he could stop himself too. It was such a shock because he was usually so tactful and unreadable. He used to be a flirt, but it was always elegant and well played. It was never this way with Izar. When he was with him, his guard was completely down. He couldn’t keep it up if he tried. “There is much that I love about you, don’t go thinking I just like you for your looks…but holy hell Izar…did I ever tell you how sickeningly beautiful you are?” He was a little exasperated trying to say it. “I don’t love the beach, I’ll be your new family and instead of looking at the waves you can look at me.” He petted his hair and laughed as he hinted to his evil plots against Ody.

“Me? Wrong?” Masinori looked confused like this was a strange new idea he’d never heard of before. “I don’t understand, this doesn’t compute.” He said in all seriousness, but then smirked ever so slightly. He stopped leaning against the door when Izar finished and looked it over again as he put the container back under the bed. “That was easier than expected.” He said, brushing his hands together as if to get ready for the next task at hand. But not if Masi had anything to say about it. “Mine!” He said and threw his arms around Izar from behind. He placed a purposely overly enthusiastic and loud kiss on the back of his head and squeezed him, laughing some more as he did. He could be so giddy and playful when he was around him too. It was a wonder he had kept his feelings quiet for so long. If you could call being awkwardly flirtatious, calling him “mine”, using any excuse to touch him or hold his hand, quiet, then yeah he was as silent as a grave.

Masinori was trying to be proper and old fashioned, it was how he was brought up even though he’d for sure veered from that in the past. But he wanted things to be different with Izar. More revered and special. The problem was, anytime he tried to do anything involving Izar, he failed miserably because…well, it was Izar. He wanted to be as close to him as he possibly could. But now he had his own secret plots to carry out, so it wouldn’t be much longer. “Do you think we’ll ever move in together?” He asked suddenly. “I was wondering about it because, well, you have an apartment, I have that shit hole in Marseille that I should get rid of, and then there is Le Petit Petit. I was wondering if we did, where we’d live.” He said nonchalantly, peaking down at Izar to see his face. He was sure the idea of getting married probably had never crossed his mind, but moving in was harmless enough to bring up in casual conversation. He could see how he felt about that, and maybe it would take some of the edge of the nerves he would feel about asking what he really wanted to ask…which wouldn’t come for another couple of weeks at least anyway.

Masinori tickled his sides from behind him, and then he turned to face him. He held him and nuzzled his face against Izar‘s, breathing in the scent of his hair. It always smelled wonderful, he wasn‘t sure exactly like what. A mixture of shampoo and boy. Just a distinct Izar smell. He leaned down, “You peaked,” he whispered into his ear teasingly. Now it was his turn to make Izar blush, even though he’d already done so before taking his shower. He thoroughly enjoyed having any kind of effect on him at all. Whether it was making him blush, making him smile, it made him feel like he had a power over Izar. But not in a mean way, moreso in a playful you-always-have-me-under-your-spell-now-it’s-my-turn kind of way, and it also made him feel like he was special and important to him.

[izar]

((We're just all around amazing! lol XDXD NO MORE SCHOOL!!! I had my last exam today! XDXD))

Izar laughed he loved teasing him about that. It made him blush. Masinori jumped into an explanation. He beamed at Masinori , "I tend to do that to people." He grinned still teasing him. He knew now that Masinori didn't intend the comment to be insulting. He chuckled softly, "I know, love." He smiled looked back at him over his shoulder. Izar sick out his tongue then pretended to be insulted, "Sickeningly?" His voice squeaked slightly and his eyes got large. He winked, "And here I thought I looked good." He pouted slightly but only able to hold it for a second before he fall against the wall laughing. It was so easy to laugh when he was around Masinori. Izar grinned and looked up at him, "That makes matters better, you are an infinitely better view than water." He smiled and got to his feet.

Izar raised an eyebrow. He smiled at Masinori, "Masinori, there is nothing in the world that you could possibly be wrong about." He said half sarcastically. Izar blinked at Masinori's declaration of "Mine!" He yelped slightly as he was caught from behind. Izar laughed as Masinori made an exaggerated kiss on th back of his head. He was about to tip forward but Masinori's firm arms held him upright. He laughed so hard tears were forming in his eyes. Masinori was consistently surprising him. He held onto Masinori's arms whit his hands not letting them go. He leaned his head back to look at Masinori from a slightly awkward angle.

Izar loved the randomness and the things that Masinori did that were just out of the blue. He leaned against Masinori slightly. Izar blinked in surprise. That was not a topic he was expecting. Izar had thought about it a little. He looked up at Masinori's face. He grinned, "I think that would be completely amazing. And probably sooner than you thin." He winked. He shook his head, "My apartment is very small. But if we combine our money we might be able to find a place." He said his smile growing. Living with Masinori, that was more than he could have ever hoped for. Izar smiled, if anything he missed about the old apartment he was in now it would be the window. It was just large enough to let him enter easily, though he still made crash landings into the couch.

Izar laughed and twisted away when Masinori tickled him. "Not fair," he said sicking out his tongue. Izar looked up at Masinori and rested his head on his chest. Izar felt heat rush into his face at what Masinori said next. He was sure he was bright red at the moment. He gaped for a moment then stuttered a protest. "I did not!... Well.. Maybe." He tried to defend himself in vain. He'd been caught. He smiled and then tickled Masinori back. Masinori could always make him blush. There was no way to avoid it. He smiled and laughed, "No like you've never peaked," he said with a wink referring to last night before he had known his brother was home. He was hoping to get a blush out of Masinori. It was kind of a light, 'I can make you blush more,' kind of thing.

[masinorimoriyama]

“I know, love.” Masinori tended to get nervous and try to explain himself in detail when certain behaviors came into question. It was usually unnecessary because Izar was usually joking about it. “I tend to do that to people.” He grinned, there was something even more attractive about comments like these. When he showed his confidence. It made Masinori feel like the younger man, in love with someone very special and important in the world. “Sickeningly?” He squee’d and pretended he was mad. “Shut up.” Masinori smiled and said over his hysterics. This was one of those moments he’d always remember. Laughing with Izar like this. He’d never felt so good inside. And Izar was completely adorable…well twenty-four-seven, but now when he was squeaking and kidding around with him.

“You noticed too then?” Masinori asked rhetorically at his sarcasm. Izar yelped when he grabbed him and continued laughing. “Breath.” He instructed him. He tried to escape a little, then tilted his head uncomfortably to look at him. “Anata ha watashi no mono desu.” He said matter-of-factly. ((あなたは私のものです I *think* I wrote it right…I know Hiragana now ^_^ anyway it mean “you are mine“)) “And…I guess I’m yours too.” He gave an impartial shrug, but was just kidding obviously. Considering Izar was everything to him and all. Masinori‘s smile left his face, “Oh, money. We don’t need to worry about that right away…” He bit his lip. “Did you ever wonder how Odille has that fancy little cottage without a job?” He loosened his hold a little.

“She gave me a large sum of money when I went to live with her, without asking of course, and was very non chalant about it. She said if I ever needed more to simply let her know. I’m pretty sure she steals it with her ability…” He hesitated, “I could understand if you wouldn’t want to use it though.” Masinori’s morals weren’t exactly squeaky clean, but he was learning. “Wherever you want to live, and however. We could probably stay at Le Petit Petit as well.” He shrugged. He’d probably feel bad leaving Odille alone there, after they resolved things of course. It was small, but not too small, and it was secluded, pretty, and…pink…They’d definitely have to discuss the pink thing if they did decide to stay there. Masinori’s room was the only room in the house that wasn’t infected with the color.

He tickled Izar, who twisted in his grasp and started to laugh again. He was going to pass out from lack of oxygen at this rate, he was turning pale from all of the laughing. Masinori had to fix that, and he did, Izar’s face flushing crimson. He looked a little stunned and then he stuttered, which was too adorable for Masi to take. “I did not!” He tried to change the subject by tickling Masinori back. “I haven’t, I have no idea what you could be talking about.” He blinked several times, and then with both hands, squeezed both of Izar’s sides again so that they were both in a hopeless giggling fit. “Shhh.” Masinori shakily laughed out and put a finger to his lips, they were being loud and obnoxious. Too late! he thought as the door was flung open by Henri who exclaimed, “Ugh! Mom says breakfast is ready.” And immediately shut the door. Masinori’s hold on Izar slackened and he gave a half shrug, then planted a kiss on Izar’s cheek, lingering a moment to take in being close to him before they went downstairs and were a little more reserved with their affections.

[izar]

((ooh!! I like your new graphics!! ^__^))

Izar beamed at Masinori and laughed. It wasn't often that he got the upper hand on Masinori and seeing Masinori try to defend himself made Izar just want to snuggle with him. He just laughed, he loved laughing, it was rumored that laughter added years, if that was true he and Masinori might very well live forever. Izar smiled at Masinori's "shut up". He giggled and nearly fell over. He was in the process of catching his balance when Masinori grabbed him from behind. He laughed at Masinori's next comment. He didn't care that ti was rhetorical, "Yes, all amazing and completely correct, Masinori." He laughed and stuck out his tongue.

Izar grinned, his lungs were straining from having laughed so much. He paused a moment to regulate his lungs a little forcefully with his power. Izar smiled when Masinori started to speak Japanese. "Hai," Izar agreed. Izar nodded laughing at his next comment too. "Again, Masinori, you are correct!" He grinned, "I can't believe I doubted you." He teased lightly. Izar sombered slightly at the mention of moving in. He looked up at Masinori. "I guess. The guild doesn't pay that well.. I mean enough to get along on but not excessive." He shrugged. Izar blinked, "I thought she had a job." He laughed slightly, "Wow, she must be either stealing or sitting on a huge inheritance."

Izar nodded his head slightly in understanding. "I think that would offer some assistance." He shrugged, he wasn't to comfortable using stolen money. Izar nodded his head, "That can lead to a tendency of dependency." He said referring that he wouldn't want to consistently be relying on Odille's money. Izar mock winced, "It's so... pink there!" He said pretending to be completely disgusted. He shrugged, "I could take up another job." He said, his current job was random and it would be difficult to hold onto a second job. He shrugged, "Then again, maybe not." He could also take advantage of people he helped but he wouldn't feel right as she did that.

Izar's face was red all over as he tried to defend himself. Izar was desperate in trying to change the subject. He laughed hoping that a little bit of time might make Masinori forget about that. Izar laughed and twisted. Izar tried to obey Masinori's suggestion to be quiet but he couldn't. He put a hand over him mouth stopping to giggling briefly. Izar paled when he heard Henri's voice. He straightened and crossed his arms completely somber now. He sighed and smiled when Masinori kissed his cheek. Izar regretfully pulled away from him and then he looked about the room before going to the window and flinging it open. "That's better." He said and a few Sylphs drifted into the room. He smiled at them then went over to Masinori. He sighed, "Ready to go down?" He started toward the door.

[masinorimoriyama]

((Thanks!! XD Undine made them and then I added a little more of Hyde's hot bod hahaha ))

“I’m pretty sure it’s the former…We’ve never discussed it, but I’ve watched her. The first time we met up again in San she was stealing groceries from the Blue Market and she got very spooked and ran away when she saw me. I told you we knew each other back in Japan right?” He asked, he was pretty sure he’d told him the first time they met, but he couldn’t remember. “It’s true her family originated from here, and they were very wealthy, but no one knew of her because she was raised in the states. All of the Belle inheritences went to her cousin Elaezer who lives in Marseille. Judging by the sum which she gave me, she’s good at what she does and must have some method to her madness.” He put his hand to his chin. “We don’t need to worry for a while, but it’s good to be prepared, and yet still…despite what happened yesterday, Odille is my best friend after you and she’ll always be there.” He smirked sympathetically, hoping Izar didn’t mind that. Hoping they’d all patch things up and get along, but maybe after a little payback.

“Haha yes, that would need to be changed, but it is just one option. No you could not.” He said the last part firmly suddenly. Life was not about jobs. Being a slave to your mortgage and your bills, working so hard for the things you enjoyed that by the time you got to enjoy them you were so tired and all you could think about was going back to the job that was allowing you that enjoyment. The idea of Izar working two jobs nearly infuriated Masinori, because he knew by his tone that it wasn't something he'd enjoy. And while he was flattered that he was willing to make that sacrifice for him, he wouldn't have it. “My little bird is not working two jobs. You don’t even need to stay with the guild if you don’t want to. You can sit around eating bon bons if you so desire. I’m going to make sure you have everything you need and want.” He assured him, joking about the bon bons. “And besides that I’m going to open a shop to sell teas and herbal remedies…maybe I can find a place that has lodging above it.” He suggested.

When Henri came in Izar was further embarrassed, he stood up straight and crossed his arms, pretending like nothing had happened and they weren’t just practically shrieking. When Henri left, Masinori immediately began to laugh again. Then he sobered up as well and kissed Izar’s cheek. He went over to fling open the window. Masinori thought he could see the wind moving into the bedroom. It was funny how they could have long moments of normalcy that didn’t involve their abilities, especially him, and almost forget they were there. “Ready to go down?” Izar asked started for the door. Masinori blinked back to reality, away from what was probably the Sylphs Izar always had around him, and furrowed his eyebrows as Izar turned the door knob. He rushed forwards, “No,” and grabbed him again, pulling him close and sort of dipping him as he kissed him on the lips. He stopped and placed several pecks there, which he nearly always did afterwards, it was just how he kissed. “Alright, I suppose we can go down now.” He said, still holding him and leaning forward. He glanced back at the window before they headed to the staircase. He couldn't remember the last cigarette he'd had. It was probably yesterday before he'd arrived. He wasn't sure if it was ok to smoke inside though, so he'd wait until after breakfast.