Clothing Is A Serious Matter That Must Be Handled With Extreme Caution
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We got to Earth for a small business there; the matter was handled fast and without a hitch so there was time to wander the streets. The redhead went with his second in command to roam around the restaurants. I went with Bansai and Matako to look for some clothes, mine were getting worn.
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Back on the ship and inside Kamui's room the first thing he does is to speak out his mind.
"I don't like this" voices Kamui gesturing to my new kimono.
"Why?"
"I don't like this" he repeats.
"And I asked 'why?'"
He just stares at me blankly. I think he broke down. has stopped working. I snap my fingers a few times in front of him.
"Why did you change colors?" he finally reacts.
Oh. So it's blue he doesn't like.
"Why? Well, it does match your eyes" I try to flirt out.
"But purple is your color" he whines.
I try my best not to laugh at this.
"How come purple is my color?"
"I don't know" the redhead says frustrated and throws his hands in the air. "Your hair is fucking purple"
And I lose it, I just laugh my ass out. It doesn't seem to do any good to Kamui's mood, who crosses his arms and pouts like a kid.
"Good point you got there." I concede once my laughter subsides. "However, is it not normal, wanting to bring out your lover's eye color with one's clothing?"
Wow. His ears blush more than his cheeks when he's embarrassed.
"Lover?" he questions timidly.
"Lover. That's what we are to each other isn't it?"
There is a nod, and he smiles truthfully, not the permanent smile he always wears, but a real one.
"I still don't like this"
And I sigh.
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This was new; we hadn't done this before, taking a bath together. It's relaxing. Kamui is sitting in front of me, his back against my chest, his hands playing with soap bubbles. He was very childish sometimes and I liked this behavior, it was refreshing. I make his hair to a side to better look at his pale neck as well as part of his chest and shoulder.
"Why do you have long hair?" I ask mindlessly.
"Hmm? I've always had long hair. Guess I'm used to it"
"I see"
He turns to me and pecks my lips.
"Why do you always wear those bandages in your eye?"
"Habit I guess" I answer.
Kamui changes his position, his legs encaging mine, sitting in my lap facing me; he puts one arm around my neck, while his other hand caresses my closed eye. The yato leans to kiss my eyelid gently.
"Wish I had seen you with both eyes. I like the shade of green you have." he comments, then adds softly: "Perhaps I'll wear something green someday"
I grab the back of his head and I trap his mouth with mine, he responds eagerly, like he always does.
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