Impatience
by Meimi
Content Summary: Osaryo
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated
with Toei, Bandai or anyone who owns the rights to Digimon. It isn't
mine, I'm just playing with it.
"For what is starting to become the fastest thing on the planet, computers sure are slow at doing routine things," Ryo said conversationally as he flopped down on the floor and gazed up at the ceiling.
"They're computers," Osamu explained blandly from his perch at the desk, "They wouldn't know what to do with themselves if they didn't check every single little detail redundantly over and over again."
"Yes, I know, it's still annoying though," Ryo murmured sleepily as he stretched out comfortably. It was strange, really, the carpet in Osamu's bedroom wasn't plush by anyone's standards, and yet it was incredibly comfortable to him regardless. Did he just prefer hard surfaces to lay on? Or was it perhaps the company that relaxed him so much?
"The way you go on, people would get the impression that you didn't like computers," Osamu smirked slightly at Ryo's soft grunt of protest, "Or do you just get this way around me?"
"Of course not," Ryo grumbled, not quite realizing that Osamu was teasing him again, "I just hate waiting."
"Really?" Osamu almost drawled as he stood up and walked over to his bed, "Is there something you would rather be doing instead?"
Ryo blushed slightly at the implications Osamu's words called to the fore in his mind's eye. "No, not really," he answered far too quickly.
Osamu scowled down at his friend as he picked up his pillow and smacked Ryo in the face with it. "You're never going to get anything with an attitude like that," he announced haughtily before he whirled around and marched back to his desk.
"What'd I say?" Ryo asked in abject confusion, his question muffled by the pillow situated over his head.