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Author's Note: I'm posting all of this madness pretty much at the same time so forgive me if my disclaimers and author's notes begin to lack a certain friendly charm. I'm really just happy to finally be posting this thing! Happy Readings!
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What started as a trivial noise in the farthest regions of his slumbering mind suddenly grew louder, causing the muscular man to, begrudgingly, open his soft blue eyes. He sighed in irritation at what had roused him from his peaceful napping, though he wasn't entirely certain what had committed the dastardly act.
With a deliberate grumble crawling its way from the depths of his barreled chest, Chuu sat up on the cushy sofa that had cradled him in sleep only moments prior. As he maneuvered his rather goodly arms to better accommodate his current position, he accidentally knocked a few empty bottles of sake from their standing positions on the coffee table to the floor. He watched them fall with little concern of an ensuing mess because Chuu knew very well that each and every one of those bottles that gleamed gently in the orange light of the room was quite vacant. Being the responsible adult that he was, Chuu strongly believed in finishing the tasks that he started, so when a bottle was opened, he always finished it.
He glanced outside the large picture window and noticed first the playful reflection of the muted television, but beyond that he was able to see the day for what it was, dreary and sullen. Really, it was an ideal day for cat napping what with the ever present lull-a-bye of the rain outside beating against the roof and the atypical silence that reigned throughout the capacious house that he shared with his friends.
Ah, silence, such a rare flavor of life. It was a thing to be appreciated and taken advantage of when the occasion was ripe. For the past three days, Chuu had taken advantage of this foreign wonder, but on this day the uninvited guest that was noise interrupted his quiet celebration of silence.
Chuu, heaving another great sigh, decided it was time to find the source of that discordant noise. So, he lifted himself in all of his magnitude from the couch and was unable to suppress a yawn as he turned from the sofa, its cushions still bruised from his muscular weight. Now behind him was the mess of sake bottles on the floor and the softly glowing television. The opposite direction from his lazy paradise held a rather unique image that caused him a baffled blink. He knew he hadn't left that side of the room looking like that.
It was truly a head-scratching dilemma, but all of his questions were soon answered when a familiar young boy came prancing into the room, his little but strong arms carrying a rather remarkable load of items.
At first, it seemed as though Rinku did not notice the somewhat hulking figure in the room, and he went about his way. He dropped the many items into the questionable pile of things Chuu had been contemplating before. At least he knew he hadn't done it in a state of slight inebriation.
Rinku, still distracted with his task, turned on his heel and started out of the room. Chuu blinked again and then realized his chance at a reasonable explanation was leaving.
"Oi! Hold on there, little mate," summoned Chuu.
Rinku turned around, a little surprised to see his friend up and about, and tilted his head.
"That's right, you with the short legs, come'ere." Chuu motioned with one of his large hands.
The boy scowled at the comment and glanced down at his legs quickly. They weren't THAT short.
"What?" Rinku inquired as he walked towards Chuu.
Chuu bent a little at the waist so as to make speaking with the much shorter youth a little easier.
"What exactly are you doing with this mess? If Touya, Shishi, or Suzuki were to see it, they'd have a hernia."
Rinku put his hands on his hips and gave Chuu a rather matter-of-fact look. "What does it look like I'm doing?" He asked.
Chuu looked from Rinku to the mess of things on the hardwood floor and back to Rinku.
"Looks to me like you're creating havoc," he replied just as matter-of-factly.
A grin spread across Rinku's face as he backed up a bit and knelt down to pick up a folded white sheet, which he quickly spread out and held up.
"War IS havoc, Chuu," he replied.
Chuu was baffled with the reply. He took a moment to better observe the boy, the sheet in the boy's hands, and the assorted items on the floor before it finally dawned on him.
Rinku, seeing that his friend had caught on, let his grin grow even wider.
"Wanna help?"