alarice (alarice) wrote,
@ 2011-04-28 11:59:00

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3.
Characters: Akutsu Jin , Alarice von Karma
Setting: Somewhere in Tokyo
Summary: She finally buys him a shirt.

Rikki didn't feel like going to school today. She checks her phone and she sees that it's already half past ten. She already missed three classes and she didn't feel like attending more of those repetitive subjects. She stands up and takes casual clothes from her closet.

It's time, to shop.

She picks out a cute pair of polka dotted denim shorts which ends on the half of her thigh and a navy blue and white stripped see through white lace shirt, straps on a shiny thin red belt (purely for decorative purposes), ties her hair up on a high pony tail, letting her bangs fall to place and puts on her white brogues and heads out.

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Upon arrival to the shopping district she quickly heads to her favourite boutique, Givenchy, scanning through the various dresses. She finds her self wondering to the men's section, seeing if there was something Keigo would like (and there are some items that she'd like for self that were frequently in that section, odd enough). She stumbles upon a shirt with the words "JESUS IS LORD" on it. She suddenly remembers that she owes a certain silver haired fellow a shirt. She giggles as she thinks of the reaction that the virgin would feel if she gave him that shirt.

She picks the shirt up, examining the details further. She nods and gets her ~bedazzled~ phone from her purse. She searches for the name 'Jin the virgin' and quickly presses the dial button (how she obtained this number? Easy, she just found it on Keigo's list of contacts when she was fiddling with his computer. She wasn't totally an obsessive lover, no. She just really wanted to know who were Keigo's friends)

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alarice
2011-09-11 03:46 am UTC (link)

Akutsu pauses briefly to catch his breath, setting the bags down for a second. “Geez woman cool it, ‘ssnot like the stuff’s gonna walk away anyth---“ He looks up and realizes he can’t find the stupid bitch.

“Oi! Where are you?” he shouts, cursing himself for not knowing how to pronounce her name. “Bitch!”

Still wondering further away from Akutsu, she shouts his name in the hope of him hearing it. She looks in every nook and cranny but it seemed that she was getting further away from him. She starts to panic and her vision suddenly gets blurry.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity of searching he spots her, alone and paler than usual. “Oi!” he shouts, sprinting over.

“J-Jin…” She said as she turned, but as she turned she lost her balance.

“O-oi!” he shouts again, grabbing her arm before she falls. “Where were you?! Don’t you know how bastards would take advantage of a stupid bitch like you?”

“…I-I was s-searching for you.” She said, barely keeping her balance. “Sp-sp-spinning…everything is spinning…”

“Stupid” he mutters, dragging her to a near by bench. “You better sit down.”

“Un.” She says as she slowly sits down. “S-sorry. I-I…”

“You’re hopeless.” he says with a shake of his head as he sits next to her. “The fuck happened out there?”

“P-p-panic attack? I…I usually either j-j-just faint or shake…” she says as she closes her eyes and takes deep breaths.

“Ah” he grunts, leaning back on the bench. “Let’s just forget the damn shirt and leave.”

“No!” She says as she sits up. “I’m fine now. J-j-just don’t you do that again…I…I really don’t like it when people leave me…”

“I didn’t leave you, you left me behind, stupid!”

“I-I-I-I thought you were right behind me!!” She says with tears in her eyes.

“Well I was, until you ran off. Seriously woman, you buy too much stuff.” He replies, trying to ignore her sudden shift in mood.

“H--! L-let’s get going!” She says as she stands up and faces away to wipe her tears.

“Oi! Wait up idiot” he says as he gets up. “Ypu better hold on to me or something…” he mutters

“O-oh, you’re righ---You just want to hold on to my hand don’t you?!” She says teasingly. But she did hold on to the hem of his coat.

“Fuck you” he snaps as he makes his way to the men’s section. He picks up a random gray shirt and examines it.

“You’re getting that?” she says as she pops up from behind him.

“What’s wrong with it?”

“For one it’s made out of…” she says as she touches the shirt. “Low quality cotton. It could easily rip or go loose.”

He rolls his eyes. “I don’t really care what it’s made of. It’s just a shirt.”

“And that’s why people like me are rich. Look, you buy that it goes bad after a month then you’d buy another one. You’re actually wasting more money if you buy the low quality products. At least get the v-neck if you really insist on buying a shirt of that quality.”
“Whatever.” He shrugs, holding up a black v-neck “This one?”

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