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Day 91 | log | [CLOSED]
Who: Kaoru Hitachiin (
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Open: Closed
When: Day 91
Where: Seimei's pad
What: Bribing Seimei with cake.
Format: Log
Warnings: None! Just two guys eating cake.
Kaoru had to admit it. As dubious as he had been in the beginning about Seimei’s little house, once all its walls were erected, and its insides (mostly) furnished… it actually hadn’t turned out so bad.
He could give himself a pat on the back for some of the work, too. Not that he had sourced all the wood himself. Or lacquered it. Or fit it together in a house-shape. But he had slaved away on the furnishings, which had definitely helped with the effort. He had managed to figure out how to quilt blankets from his scraps – they were easy – but he had no idea how to make a futon other than to sew together his blankets. Which was precisely what he did.
Well it was the best he could do, with the resources at his disposal. In hindsight, he could have just bought one with shards and saved himself the trouble, but never mind. He had delivered the futons the previous day – if Seimei had had a terrible night’s sleep on them, he could always run back to the Monument and buy real ones.
He had finally made his first purchase from the Monument with the shards he had been holding onto – a small strawberry shortcake and forks and plates to eat it with. Nothing as grand as they had eaten or used at the host club – and not antique either, or if they were, certainly not antiques he recognized. But they looked good and, really, they were fit for purpose. And the cake smelled simply heavenly.
So with the bag of cake in one hand and one hand resting on Tama-chan slung across his chest, he started down to Seimei’s. The egg had been rocking since a few days ago, tapping sounds coming from within. Perhaps it would hatch soon – until then, Kaoru was keeping a careful eye out.
He stepped into the small gardens around Seimei’s house, raising the bag and giving a bright, slightly teasing smile.
“Sei-chan~!”
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"I could not imagine why. I find it difficult to speak and flutter without direction like a butterfly caught on a strong wind cast by your passing. It cannot possibly be dignified in any manner. I look a fool," he muttered, taking a moment with the fork once more before scooping a bite into his mouth. Fortunately the sugary confection was enough to relax some of his growing unease and he appeared significantly less antsy.
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He popped a bite of cake into his mouth as nonchalantly as possible. Truth be told, he was still a touch flustered over the whole thing himself. He was just used to doing this sort of thing on a daily basis.
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Glancing down at his tessen he sighed, tilting his head to regard Kaoru with narrowed eyes. Eventually he relented and smirked softly, setting his plate aside to free up his hands.
"You have outdone me again. I am a complete fool with you. I lose all sense. You make me want to behave indecently."
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A fond smile over the top of his own plate. He didn't even mind if Seimei sounded a little childish from time to time. Kaoru often resorted to that particular tactic himself.
"I think you'll find I have a tendancy to win." He needled gently, still smiling, "And I can make myself very difficult to refuse..."
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"Since I have no desire to refuse you, there is no use suggesting you are difficult to refuse. And since I cannot refuse your demands, you are automatically correct in your ability to win. I will unfortunately fall defeated to the wayside at every turn for the sheer enjoyment of doting upon you."
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"I only wanted to warn you! Just in case you ever had plans to resist me. But as you know, I'm mostly very gentle. And I can supply sweet things for you."
He finished up the last of his piece, setting the plate down delicately.
"It's good to know these things though. So about this party...!"
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Closing his lips around the fork, he chewed the bit of cake and swallowed before adding, "I really don't plan on resisting," with a smug look.
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Another gentle laugh, leaning forward for his tea-cup.
"I see, I see. So that's how it is? You're assuming I'm capable of playing rough..."
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"I imagine your experience is limited and thereby your imagination."
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And if Seimei thought for a second Kaoru hadn't... well, researched this area at all, he was certainly in for a shock.
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The look on Kaoru's face coupled with the words threw the onmyoji off his rails, and he found himself looking away first, eyes down as he finished his cake in silence, focusing on the last strawberries instead of the prickle on his spine.
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"I win." He flashed an innocent smile. Gosh, he was going to need to un-prude Seimei a little, but at least he had all the time in the world to work on him. "Do I get a prize?"
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"Why?" he asked, cocking a brow and leaning back slightly with a suspicious look. "What do you want?"
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Where did Seimei put the tea? Certainly not within Kaoru's reach - he set Tama-chan aside and slipped off his cushion to get it, kneeling by Seimei to fill his cup. Setting the pot down, he remained where he was, hands folded in his lap as he looked Seimei up and down for a moment.
"...may I see you with your hair down? Or would that be dreadfully forward of me?"
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"I suppose there is no harm in it. I cannot imagine why you want that, but you are entitled to it in your "winnings"," he admitted. "Do you want to do it, or should I?"
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Because his hair was like a little mystery of its own, all wrapped up like that. It was hard to tell how long it was, or how thick, how soft and shiny. Kaoru was almost bouncing at the thought of almost having permission.
"Y-you're giving me the choice? I'd like to, but only if you feel comfortable with it..."
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"Yes. I can handle someone taking down my hair, thank you," he grunted, shifting on his cushion and resting his hands against his knees. "Normally Mitsumushi would do my hair for me every day. It is considerably easier, due to the length, to have someone else manage it."
He didn't flinch or move a muscle as Kaoru worked, though his back was rigid and his chin completely straight as he stared out at the garden. His hair was pulled up, wrapped in intricate layers, one sheet of black silk woven over the next and twisted up into the total looped over length of the top-knot.
As the panels of liquid night came down, the light of the Bastion caught in them, highlighting shades more appropriate in the wings of ravens than on the heads of men. His hair was incredibly long as well, and despite being maintained in a slightly layered cut, much of it fell well past his waist to rest on the wood floor.
One the hair was unwound and freed of the tight leather wrap, it fell out on its own, slithering down around his shoulders and framing his face. With it down, Seimei looked much less authoritative, and much younger.
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The urge to play with it was hard to resist, but Kaoru had to content himself with stroking it for the meantime.
"Doesn't your scalp ever feel tight and uncomfortable, having to keep it pulled back like this every day?"
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"No. Not really. It is considered unfashionable for most men of high station to have their hair down, so I have always kept it up. You never really think about something as particularly uncomfortable when it is a standard of everyday life. Besides that, it is easier to wear it up with the hat, you see? Just habit, and before long, you hardly notice."
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"Ah, but you've not been wearing the hat lately, have you?"
He gathered up the soft locks again, brushing them back from Seimei's temples with his fingertips and running his fingertips through the ends. How did it not tangle? How was it so perfectly undamaged? He would probably have to stop soon, but for now he was making good use of the opportunity he had to play.
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"No. I have not. I rather would like to again. It feels strange without it, but I could get used to having my hair unbound. If only it weren't so troublesome to maintain."
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"It suits you better down, I think. It makes you look a lot less severe." He took care not to apply too much pressure as to seem overly intrusive, instead rubbing gently against Seimei's head. He had always been quite adept at massages. "Not to mention that it's in lovely condition - how is in such good condition?!" Kaoru missed being able to get hold of the products he usually used at home. He couldn't imagine Seimei used any that Kaoru was familiar with, but... he was always open to suggestions.
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"My mother had the same hair. I suppose I can attribute it to the kitsune in me. They are - if nothing else - the masters of appearing to be what others want. My mother was beautiful beyond words and my father fell for her instantly. I was always told I took after her the most. Though I do use flower oils for shine and scent when I have it. And brush it quite a bit when it is down."
He fell silent for several moments, simply enjoying the touches, body swaying slightly as he drifted in his thoughts.
"Then perhaps I will leave it down. If it is your preference."
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"...it is my preference, I won't lie," he admitted, combing Seimei's hair in and holding it in an approximation of a pony tail, leaning around for a moment to see how it looked. Simply irresistible, and he had to duck back behind Seimei again to hide his blush, releasing his handful of hair and running his fingers back though again. "We'll have to think of some other ways you can wear it, though. Would you like me to put it back up as it was, or...?"
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