11. Red
Leaning casually against the door frame, Kai followed the movements of the boy currently tearing the room apart, watching as he dug through mounds of junk and clutter. Seeing as they were at Max's place, Kai was of the opinion that whatever Rei was looking for was as good as gone. But the neko-jin was nothing if not determined, and Kai was content to enjoy the view.
A soft sound of frustration escaped Rei as he pawed through a drawer, his back to Kai. Crimson eyes wandered idly down his signature rope of thick raven hair, following it down the smooth curve of his neck, down his back, and all the way down to the red sash encircling his waist. If apples represented temptation, Kai decided, then the color of Rei's sash was irritatingly appropriate, and the way it was wrapped so neatly around that waist, like the ribbon on a present, just waiting to be undone...
"Do you need any help?" Kai inquired.
Rei half turned and shook his head.
"No thanks, it's around here somewhere..."
He trailed off, standing on the tips of his toes as he to rummage around a tall shelf. Kai smirked, the red of Rei's sash reflected in the crimson of his eyes.
Life is gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold. -SHQ
