COLLISION
Disclaimer: If I owned it, Katusya would have glasses and braces all the time.
This is a continuation to UnRocket. Though I suppose it really wouldn't matter if Unrocket's been read or not, ne? ;3 This is a prologue btw. Nothing much.
Jou was pouting. Standing in the café's lunch line, he regarded the two items before him.
A bowl of soup and a piece of pizza.
He pouted even further when the soup was chosen for him.
Jou turned watering eyes--now framed by a lovely pair of gold glasses--to the tall brunet beside him.
The brunet shook his head firmly. "You'll regret it if you do, and I don't want to hear that your teeth hurt because of it."
Jou's shoulders drooped. "They already do's," he slurred slightly.
"See? All the more reason not to eat pizza. Wasn't it on that list the orthodontist gave you anyway?"
Jou nodded dejectedly. "An' chicken win'sh an' applesh an'…stuff."
Seto did his best not to laugh. However, he let out a little chuckle at seeing the blond play with one of the brackets now glued to his teeth.
Having only gotten them yesterday, Jou was still in the painful early bit of braces. He was going to be eating soup for a little while yet.
Seto thought that the temporary lisp was cute and endearing.
He'd gotten a full out glare from Jou when he'd mentioned that.
The effectiveness was worn out however when Jou tripped over nothing--his glasses were new as well.
After having paid for their meal, they quietly sat down to eat it. Seto had gotten soup as well, to humor Jou.
Gingerly bringing the spoon up to his lips, Jou winced when the spoon touched his teeth. He grimaced as he attempted to chew the paper thin noodles.
They ate in comfortable silence, basking in the sounds that surrounded them. When both had finished their soup, Seto had taken both bowls back, along with the cutlery and trays.
Dressed in a simple black sweater and blue jeans, he easily faded in the crowd, just another tall teen. Not the teen CEO of a major company.
They liked it that way.
Walking down the sidewalk, side by side, Jou suddenly looked up. He grinned, jabbed Seto lightly in the side, and then pointed up into the sky.
Both stopped, watching with a smile as a silver dragon sloshed among the clouds, shaping them to his like.
"I think he pities you," Seto murmured.
Yeah. That's it. Small, I know. Just really wanted to pot at least a bit of it now though.
--Glue
