Isumi, for all is supposed politeness and tact, certainly knew how to kill the mood, Waya thought as he sulked on the couch.
"Waya…" Isumi started, wary of his lover's temper, something he has become very well acquainted with of late.
"Go away."
"Come on Waya"
"I said go away"
"Yoshitaka stop acting like a child." Isumi let his voice take on a sterner tone. Really, Waya could act so immature sometimes.
Waya turned reluctantly to face his lover. It wasn't often that they used each other others given names (this was simply because they had been calling each other by their surnames for so long that it was just weird to call each other anything else) so when one of them did the other sat up and took notice.
"Why not, since apparently that's what you like." Waya glared as Isumi tried not to bash his head into the goban until he knocked himself out. It wasn't worth the damage that his head would inflict on the innocent goban and he really didn't want to have to buy two in the same month (Shindou and Waya had murdered his last one).
"Waya I do not like children."
"So that's why you brought up that midget while we were making out???" Waya's eyes bulged a little bit when he's incensed, Isumi randomly noted.
"I only said that you and Le Ping both have outies"
This was not what Waya wanted to hear apparently for Isumi found himself out in the hall with the door slaming behind him in a matter of seconds.
Isumi blinked as yet another random observation struck him. Turning he started to bang on the door (well banging as far as Isumi and Touya were concerned, more of a knock for Waya and Shindou) as he called out to Waya "Hey, it's my apartment!"
Random crack…don't know where it came from….