Hi! wow.
Randomness: Schandmaul. "Der Poet."
huh. Well, here's chappie 33 and I am giving out cookies to each reviewer. The readers get cookie crumbles... have to be economic, ya know.
Fuck, I HATE gin...ugh. But it's alcohol.
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Whore Street
The sky was overcast, Whore Street deserted in the cold wind and cloudyness.
Lee looked up at the window expectantly. Sure enough, it soon opened and Neji leaned out. "Hey."
"Hey."
"What's up? You're awake early."
"Yeah. I-I was wondering whether we could..." Lee's voice trailed off.
Neji smiled slowly. "...Sure."
Lee punched the air.
The other kid cocked his head. "Where?"
"We could go catch a virtvid."
"Okay."
"Oh no."
"Okay."
"Please... Neji – quit?"
"Okay."
Shino leaned back against Kiba, frowning a bit at the other's wandering hands but not protesting. The space under the awning was quiet in the pre-evening greyness, the girls and Shikamaru silent. Kakashi was on a date. With Iruka.
Shino let Kiba kiss his neck with a little gasp, his eyes narrowing as they alighted on a tail-wagging Akamaru. "What, mutt?"
Kiba chuckled into his skin and murmured, "Hey, Shino."
"What?"
"Can we go on a date?"
Shino had never felt so shocked in his life.
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Short, yeah, but a peek at the others.
Heh.
Tell me what ya think!
oh, right. Cookies for all!
