Hakuba was halfway through writing a paper he'd neglected the night before in favor of chasing the Kid when he felt someone watching him. It was a very intent stare, judging by the way his skin began to prickle, and it didn't seem like it was going to be letting up any time soon. Sighing, he set down his pencil and turned in his seat.
Koizumi Akako was behind him, barely a foot away. Hakuba backed up hastily and cleared his throat. "Yes?"
Akako tilted her head. "You," she said to Hakuba, "are incredibly snoggable."
Hakuba's jaw dropped, and it took him a moment to find his voice. "I beg your pardon?"
"You're quite snoggable," Akako repeated, matter-of-factly. "You've got a distinct foreign charm, you're gallant and determined, and you're very intellegent--even if you are a little dense from time to time. It certainly doesn't hurt that you're easy on the eyes." She smirked slightly a this, giving him a once-over.
Hakuba scowled. "What exactly are you getting at anyway, Koizumi-san?"
Akako's grin could almost be described as predatory. "I mean, Hakuba-kun," she purred, "that I would be very interrested in snogging you. Right now."
Hakuba opened his mouth to say something--possibly a protest, possibly just some sort of garbled reply--but suddenly there was one tongue too many in it. Not that he could've gotten his lips to form words anyway, what with Akako doing such a splendid job of occupying them.
She pulled back at last, leaving Hakuba breathless but seeming none the worse for wear herself. In fact, she seemed pleased with herself to the point of being smug. "I told you you could be dense," she informed him.
"Oh," Hakuba replied, still somewhat dazed from lack of oxygen. "So you did."
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Date: 2006-09-30 12:39 am (UTC)-----
Hakuba was halfway through writing a paper he'd neglected the night before in favor of chasing the Kid when he felt someone watching him. It was a very intent stare, judging by the way his skin began to prickle, and it didn't seem like it was going to be letting up any time soon. Sighing, he set down his pencil and turned in his seat.
Koizumi Akako was behind him, barely a foot away. Hakuba backed up hastily and cleared his throat. "Yes?"
Akako tilted her head. "You," she said to Hakuba, "are incredibly snoggable."
Hakuba's jaw dropped, and it took him a moment to find his voice. "I beg your pardon?"
"You're quite snoggable," Akako repeated, matter-of-factly. "You've got a distinct foreign charm, you're gallant and determined, and you're very intellegent--even if you are a little dense from time to time. It certainly doesn't hurt that you're easy on the eyes." She smirked slightly a this, giving him a once-over.
Hakuba scowled. "What exactly are you getting at anyway, Koizumi-san?"
Akako's grin could almost be described as predatory. "I mean, Hakuba-kun," she purred, "that I would be very interrested in snogging you. Right now."
Hakuba opened his mouth to say something--possibly a protest, possibly just some sort of garbled reply--but suddenly there was one tongue too many in it. Not that he could've gotten his lips to form words anyway, what with Akako doing such a splendid job of occupying them.
She pulled back at last, leaving Hakuba breathless but seeming none the worse for wear herself. In fact, she seemed pleased with herself to the point of being smug. "I told you you could be dense," she informed him.
"Oh," Hakuba replied, still somewhat dazed from lack of oxygen. "So you did."
--Fin--
Hakuba is definitely snoggable.