Authors note- It was meant to sound like it was Ryoma's cat at first ; )
Warning This is vary fluffy, and has of Ryoma thinking about things in general.
Journal Entry in Ryoma's Journal Entry For October 2nd,
Syuusuke's head is filled with cotton, hay, and rags and that's all there is too that. He is contradictive, annoying, meddlesome, and likes to see other people suffer a little too much for MY own good. He cannot cook, and when he does, I wind up with a nasal infection. How does food give you a nasal infection? I could understand a stomachache, but something to do with your nose?
But despite all his. drawbacks. and all his odd quirks I find I have no problem living with him. I cook, he cleans. He tries to 'pull one over' on me, he sleeps on the couch. Or outside when I'm to angry at him to let him in. Although that's only happened once, and I did leave him a few blankets and a pillow outside.
Anyway, today I am reminded that his quirks spread far and wide in the spectrum. And because of one of those quirks, I'll be walking funny for a little bit. But then, so will he. For quite a bit longer then I will. He pulled a muscle while we were. playing. I told him that the human body could not contort like that, but he insisted that since Oishi could do it.
He's sulking. Not many people would be able to tell, but after living with the guy for five years I think I have gotten pretty good at it. What's even more surprising, is I understand why he's sulking about losing that cacti. Its not about the cacti itself being smashed, but because it was sort of a symbol of my feelings for him. I'd given that dumb little cactus to him when I was 15 as a way to demonstrate something I had trouble saying at the time. Damn, I'd better shut up; I'm starting to sound like a stupid little love struck schoolgirl.
Well I'm off to go find a new little symbol, although, it'll be different this time. The cactus was picked out just by me. This time I'm dragging him along to pick something out with me. Maybe I can get him to branch out into different plants. Maybe a fern or something.
Warning This is vary fluffy, and has of Ryoma thinking about things in general.
Journal Entry in Ryoma's Journal Entry For October 2nd,
Syuusuke's head is filled with cotton, hay, and rags and that's all there is too that. He is contradictive, annoying, meddlesome, and likes to see other people suffer a little too much for MY own good. He cannot cook, and when he does, I wind up with a nasal infection. How does food give you a nasal infection? I could understand a stomachache, but something to do with your nose?
But despite all his. drawbacks. and all his odd quirks I find I have no problem living with him. I cook, he cleans. He tries to 'pull one over' on me, he sleeps on the couch. Or outside when I'm to angry at him to let him in. Although that's only happened once, and I did leave him a few blankets and a pillow outside.
Anyway, today I am reminded that his quirks spread far and wide in the spectrum. And because of one of those quirks, I'll be walking funny for a little bit. But then, so will he. For quite a bit longer then I will. He pulled a muscle while we were. playing. I told him that the human body could not contort like that, but he insisted that since Oishi could do it.
He's sulking. Not many people would be able to tell, but after living with the guy for five years I think I have gotten pretty good at it. What's even more surprising, is I understand why he's sulking about losing that cacti. Its not about the cacti itself being smashed, but because it was sort of a symbol of my feelings for him. I'd given that dumb little cactus to him when I was 15 as a way to demonstrate something I had trouble saying at the time. Damn, I'd better shut up; I'm starting to sound like a stupid little love struck schoolgirl.
Well I'm off to go find a new little symbol, although, it'll be different this time. The cactus was picked out just by me. This time I'm dragging him along to pick something out with me. Maybe I can get him to branch out into different plants. Maybe a fern or something.