Title: Evil, I Say, Evil!
Written: 6/27/05
Word Count: 300
Rating: M for languge
Notes: Non-challenge drabble written because I hate my geography teacher. Evil, evil man.
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"Fuck. Me."
Kanan lifted her head from her brother-turned-lover's bed. Gonou was across the room, sitting at his desk doing homework, his back to her. As she watched, he flipped through a few pages, looking back and forth from the book to his notes.
"Fuck me!"
"Gonou?" she asked quietly, sitting up on the bed.
"FUCK ME TWICE BACKWARDS!"
The book went sailing across the room, smacking the closed oak door before bouncing twice on the thin dorm rug.
"Is that a suggestion?" Kanan asked, lightening the mood in the room.
Gonou groaned and put his head on his desk with a thud.
"What's wrong?" She stood and crossed the room, putting her hands on either side of Gonou's head to rub his temples.
"My geography teacher is evil. Evil, I say," Gonou declared, leaning back in his seat into the gentle massage.
"Talk to me," Kanan replied, placing a light kiss on the top of his head.
"For homework, he assigned these definitions," Gonou replied, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand and gesturing towards his immaculate notes with the other.
"Okay."
"Well, they're not in the textbook. Which HE WROTE."
The last three words were said with such venom Kanan had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing.
"So now I have to go to the library," Gonou groused, pouting and looking up at Kanan over the rims of his glasses.
"Aw, poor baby," Kanan replied, dropping a kiss on his forehead. "Is it due tomorrow?"
"Of course t'is."
"And you waited until the last minute again, didn't you?"
Gonou's slight pause told Kanan she was right. "Not the issue."
Kanan swatted him on top of the head. "Well, you'd better get a move on," she informed him in an uninterested tone. "The library closes in an hour."
"FUCK ME!"
Gonou grabbed a coat, hurriedly shoved his notes into a satchel before kissing Kanan quickly and rushing out the door.
Kanan shook her head. "Men"
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