Disclaimer: The Rikkai drabblethings are mine. The characters are not. ;.;
Rating: G
Warnings: Fluffy… that's it. Bring your mouth protectors.
Summary: We're totally different. We have almost nothing in common. But I guess we're also kind of… the same. MaruiHara fluff
Author's notes: Another Rikkai drabblething. You don't have to have read the ones that come before this, but it might help. The drabblething list goes:
Times of Stress
Passing the Time
How to ask out Marui Bunta
Four Days Later
October Ice
Because I Love You
Evil
Further Nonsense
Dear Diary
Kind of… the same
Landmark tenth :D So this one's more kind of… reflective and fluffy rather than random. More experimentation with writing style –dramatic sigh- I know you must be sick of it xDD
And, yanno, this one just has to be dedicated to Merissala. I think she's reviewed every single one of my drabblethings, which is incredibly flattering. :33 Thanks so much, dahl. You help me keep writing. ;)
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He's loud, hyperactive, and boisterous. He likes to be around people and he likes to make them laugh.
I'm energetic but I'm a lot quieter, although I'm definitely far from shy. I don't mind whether I'm around people or not, and, likewise, I couldn't care less what sort of mood they're in.
He's cheerful, constantly optimistic, but has a dark sense of humour which he shares (to a lesser extent) with Niou-senpai.
I'm moody, prone to fits of sulking and my sense of humour is, oddly, a lot lighter than his is. I'll laugh at high-speed slapstick; he'll laugh at political satire that I don't usually get.
My favourite season is spring; his is summer. I like the cold; he loathes it.
He doesn't get how I can like green tea so much when there's no sugar in it whatsoever. I can't understand how he can eat honey cakes without feeling sick.
He likes to tease. I like to mock.
I like to see fukubuchou angry. He likes to make him angry.
I hate crows because they remind me of my father. He likes crows because they remind him of me.
He claims to like me for my childishness. I know he loves me for my peculiar view of the world.
I say I like him because he likes me. I don't say that I love him because he made himself my whole world.
We're totally different. We have almost nothing in common.
But at the same time I guess we're both kind of… the same.
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Sandy: Different things appeal to different people, my patched kitten. ;)
Waah, I can't believe there are ten of these now. Scary… I'm sure I only meant there to be two or three… . All thanks to everyone who's reviewed them, I guess! xDD You guys rock my socks.
Review, please :) Let me know what you think of the weird style –laughs nervously- I'll stop experimenting when I finally get bored with the insane variety. -.-;;