Minna, im so sorry about the 'story not found' thing. I don't know what went wrong-_-;;
ok, the wild adapter/Exec committee section in Ff.net is incredibly pitiful so i just thought i'd contribute what crap there is in my head^^. Anyway, all i have of EC is volume 2 of the manga and the OVA perfect guide. I've never read volume 1, i've never seen the OVA and i've never heard any of the drama cds so if i get some facts/names/etc wrong or if characters go OOC, gomen^^;;.
ok, i'm done talking, now we can start...
Playstation 2 and others
part1
It was morning. A wonderful, sunny bright, sweet smelling, beautiful morning where the sky was clear and the tress were rustling and thebirds were flapping their wings and the grass was green and the air was fresh and the bedsheets were stained with Kubota's cigarrette ash.
Oh, Tokitoh hated this morning.
It was..well, horrible to be polite. The sun was too bright, the air was too sweet, the birds were too noisy and the cigarrette ash was plain disturbing.
He rolled over and pulled the white covers over his head, curling his thin frame into a tiny ball. It was too early. Way to early to be up.
But Kubota was up. In fact, he was up, showered, dressed, smoking, sipping coffee and reading a paperback.
Tokitoh produced a small groan somewhere in the back of his throat and buried himself deeper against the soft warm bed. Normal people never woke up this early. Kubo-chan was insane. Simple as that.
He felt a poke on his shoulder and reluctantly, slowly, almost painfully lifted his head from the pillow.
Good morning, Tokitoh.
Good morning my ass.
Kubota smiled down at his pet cat' . If you don't get up now, I'm leaving without you.
You're going to school so early?! Tokitoh hollered. This wasn't good. Kubo-chan was more insane that he intially thought.
The taller man sat down on the edge of the bed and lit another cigarette. His fourth. Tokitoh couldn't resist shaking his head. They hadn't even left the house and four cigarettes were already gone. Amazing.
Kubota blew out a puff of smoke , We have to attend an early student council meeting today. He paused to inhale another intake of toxins. Or have you forgotten?
Tokitoh had the gnawing feeling at the back of his neck that he was being teased. Oooh, how he hated being teased.
I haven't forgotten! I just didn't expect us to have to leave this early. That's all.
I see.
No you don't, you think i forgot which i didn't!
Ok, so you didn't.
You still think I did.
Kubota stubbed his cigarette into the ashtray, despite it being no where near the bud. He placed a hand on the wall next to Tokitoh's head and leaned forward, leaning so close it was impossible for Tokitoh to avoid eye contact.
No, i don't. He said evenly. I still think you should get dressed.
Tokitoh said finally. It was useless to argue anyway. Kubo-chan never said what was on his mind regardless of situation.
Kubo-chan never seemed to care what others were thinking either. He never appeared upset or annoyed or even angry. He was always so calm and in control; in no need of reassurance or acceptance. Yet at times when Tokitoh was positive the man had been born with disfunctional emotions, Kubota would touch his shoulder, put an arm around him, sometimes even a brief hug.
It was puzzling. And sometimes even irritably confusing. But it wasn't annoying or vexing.
Let's just say it was interesing.
-to be continued....-
a bit too short though...hm.
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