[He does get perfect grades actually. Well, perfect to his mom, not to the teachers. Anyway, it's close enough to perfect for him to feel Smug For No Reason™
But first? His arms - held out so high above his head. PICK HIM UP.]
I can't do math if I'm not in the air. That's how it works.
And Haruaki is nothing if not indulgent, so he scoops Akechi up under his arms right away, hoisting him easily up in the air over his head. Weird amount of strength for a willowy dork. ]
What's six times four?
i had to use my calculator for that do u know how sad i am
[This guy's a FEATHERMAN. This power is only held by a few people - his mother, and this guy, and the random person outside of the baths he clutches to in the dead of night.
Anyway, he throws up his arms in childish delight and proclaims with all the confidence of a politician-]
Ten!
[Wait. He pulls down his fingers. Shuts his eyes. Math is occurring - he's in the air. Earth, Wind, Fire, Water - with the power of these four elements combined-]
[ On a place like Hyakki Academy Island, there's no shortage of scenic spots to simply enjoy the view when you have the chance. Beautiful testaments to nature, to history, places practically built to experience something profound and life-changing.
But today, two men are simply in the nurse's office of the school. Somewhere they've both been countless times before, and will be in countless times again after this. Perhaps having the same conflict, even. ]
If you're so sure you're fine, taking your temperature shouldn't be a problem~
[ Sitting on the edge of the bed with one leg slung over the other all casual probably isn't the most professional of bedside manner to have, but it's Akira's. And he isn't about to leave until he knows exactly why students practically shoved Haruaki into his office this afternoon. ]
[ Haruaki's heart could break from the betrayal of his beloved students finding out his deepest (no it's not) darkest (it's really not) secret and deciding they'd rather make it worse than take pity on him.
Your case might be terminal, Hijita had shouted as Mujina helped to wrestle him through the door to the nurse's office. This is for your own good!
Akisame even meowed at him as he called out for their sensei to thank them later...
Has anyone ever been as bullied as Haruaki? Ever???
He grimaces at Akira, tries once more to wriggle away and make his escape. ]
I don't want to waste your time! Who knows how long we have before the school explodes and you have to deal with those injuries?
[ He's attempting to slither right off the bed.
Surely this time he'll manage to outrun the dodomeki! ]
The easiest spot to grab is Haruaki's front, so don't mind while Akira gets a nice, thick handful of shirt collar to start yanking the man back upright. ]
If the school explodes we need all personnel well and able to assist. That includes you, Abe-sensei~
[ There's a loud, choked off gweh! sound as he's yanked back up, and then Haruaki's laughing, high and nervous, hands coming up in front of him to try to wave this concern off. ]
I-it's really okay, Takahashi-sensei! Does it look like there's anything wrong with me? Aren't I the picture of good health!?
[ He's pale as a sheet and his soul looks ready to exit his body for the nth time.
And then, as if he already knows that won't work– ]
Eh? What's that? Do you hear the bell ringing? I have to get to class!
[ Thank goodness the beds are up against the wall, 'cause that provides the perfect place to pin Haruaki's back to.
Akira has to work quick to properly cage him in, though. Haruaki's fast and slippery, so nothing short of an iron hold at his collar and a forceful hand at the wall by his head (is this what the kids call 'kabedon'?) will do.
Slowly, steadily, so as not to spook after all of that, he leans in closer. ]
Now, be a good boy and stay still for me. Alright~?
[ Honestly, it's a fifty-fifty chance whether Haruaki will go from wriggling to flailing and thrashing until he's able to escape through pure chaos alone–
Or if he'll go stock still, huge red eyes shot wide open and locked on Akira's.
He's effectively trapped, and Akira might be intentionally slowing his movements so as not to scare him, but it doesn't stop his heart from pounding so loudly in his chest that his ribs rattle.
It's a side effect of the conversation from the hall, good old fashioned boy's talk that led to him getting punted into the nurse's office. His tragically unkissed circumstances are fresh in his mind when normally they barely even feature; that's why he's thinking of it, surely, with Akira leaning in this close.
What was he even saying before...?
Temperature, right?
Well. Haruaki prepares to have a thermometer popped into his mouth, then. ]
[ No matter what comes before or after, in moments of stillness, it's impossible to forget who he's speaking to.
He doubted it at first, why wouldn't he? That man was strong, capable, wise, if a little charmingly goofy at times. Haruaki here...well. He hadn't seemed anything but charming when they first met.
But the longer Akira paid attention, the more he couldn't help but notice, especially in the way he handled those around him. That light shining off in the distance of the train tunnel had been the final nail in the coffin, the reason for him to see even more, and more, and more, and more.
There's no doubt in his mind that the most important man in his life is beneath his hands right now, close enough to count every wrinkle in bright red stromata.
And the effects that's having on him gives him the belated realization that his own ability to compare their temperatures might be skewed.
It's fine. This is all fine. Like he said, just a quick check and treatment if necessary, and he can usher Haruaki back out the door where he no doubt wants to be. Where he should be, to guide yet more lives that need him along their paths.
Still slow and steady, eyes unknowingly half-lidded in their brief contemplation, Akira rests his forehead against Haruaki's. Silent. ]
[ Neither of them move an inch. Haruaki barely even breathes.
It's... strange, isn't it? Even in past visits when he's been a compliant patient, it hasn't gone like this. Akira's usually all too happy to examine as much of him as possible, and Haruaki's all too eager to leave – a potent combination that leaves little time for idle rest.
It doesn't occur to Haruaki that the touch of their foreheads might serve any purpose at all. There's only one logical conclusion to him. ]
Are you tired, Takahashi-sensei?
[ There's still the slightest edge of unease to his voice, never fully comfortable around the good doctor no matter how docile he might seem in the moment – but for the most part, his tone is soft, understanding. More serious than Akira's probably used to seeing, too. The sort of quality his voice might take on if he were talking to one of his students if they seemed particularly down. ]
You work really hard, you know. It would make sense if you were.
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Oh, how it stares. Oh, how he watches. Oh, his eyes are so big. Hello babysitter Haruaki - it stares at you.]
I want to be in your class - can I come to high school? I know math.
GOD. HI LITTLE BUDDY
LIKE THIS:
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Akechi-kun knows math? Wow! You must get perfect grades already!
[ He is avoiding the topic of bringing a very human child to youkai school ♥ ]
Show me, show me!
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But first? His arms - held out so high above his head. PICK HIM UP.]
I can't do math if I'm not in the air. That's how it works.
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[ That's flawless logic, actually!
And Haruaki is nothing if not indulgent, so he scoops Akechi up under his arms right away, hoisting him easily up in the air over his head. Weird amount of strength for a willowy dork. ]
What's six times four?
i had to use my calculator for that do u know how sad i am
Anyway, he throws up his arms in childish delight and proclaims with all the confidence of a politician-]
Ten!
[Wait. He pulls down his fingers. Shuts his eyes. Math is occurring - he's in the air. Earth, Wind, Fire, Water - with the power of these four elements combined-]
No - wait. It's different. It's-
[He's working OVERTIME HERE.]
Twenty four!
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BUT THEN– ]
It's twenty-four!!
[ HE COULDN'T BE MORE PROUD AND EXCITED IF HE TRIED!!! He lowers Akechi enough to be able to hug him ferociously. ]
How did you know that? Are you a genius? Maybe you are ready for high school!
well im not in the air so icant do math
Akechi smooshes his cheek against his babysitter's face. The leech is attached. Good luck leaving this house without this human sized growth.]
I am - I am! I'll tell my mom and you can take me and I'll even make a bento for us.
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However. ]
Ah... I said you're ready for high school, Akechi-kun, but maybe not... my high school...
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Cheek smash level? Extreme. It probably hurts. The full force of his baby might is in this attack.]
Is it because I'm not smart?
[Does it sound like he's gonna cry? Well, that's because he might.]
Am I bad? Is that why I can't go?
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we can wrap <3 <3
looks at this. looks at you.
But today, two men are simply in the nurse's office of the school. Somewhere they've both been countless times before, and will be in countless times again after this. Perhaps having the same conflict, even. ]
If you're so sure you're fine, taking your temperature shouldn't be a problem~
[ Sitting on the edge of the bed with one leg slung over the other all casual probably isn't the most professional of bedside manner to have, but it's Akira's. And he isn't about to leave until he knows exactly why students practically shoved Haruaki into his office this afternoon. ]
LOOKS BACK AT YOU SO INSANELY
Your case might be terminal, Hijita had shouted as Mujina helped to wrestle him through the door to the nurse's office. This is for your own good!
Akisame even meowed at him as he called out for their sensei to thank them later...
Has anyone ever been as bullied as Haruaki? Ever???
He grimaces at Akira, tries once more to wriggle away and make his escape. ]
I don't want to waste your time! Who knows how long we have before the school explodes and you have to deal with those injuries?
[ He's attempting to slither right off the bed.
Surely this time he'll manage to outrun the dodomeki! ]
GAZES SO DEEP INTO YOUR EYES JUST AS INSANE
The easiest spot to grab is Haruaki's front, so don't mind while Akira gets a nice, thick handful of shirt collar to start yanking the man back upright. ]
If the school explodes we need all personnel well and able to assist. That includes you, Abe-sensei~
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I-it's really okay, Takahashi-sensei! Does it look like there's anything wrong with me? Aren't I the picture of good health!?
[ He's pale as a sheet and his soul looks ready to exit his body for the nth time.
And then, as if he already knows that won't work– ]
Eh? What's that? Do you hear the bell ringing? I have to get to class!
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[ Thank goodness the beds are up against the wall, 'cause that provides the perfect place to pin Haruaki's back to.
Akira has to work quick to properly cage him in, though. Haruaki's fast and slippery, so nothing short of an iron hold at his collar and a forceful hand at the wall by his head (is this what the kids call 'kabedon'?) will do.
Slowly, steadily, so as not to spook after all of that, he leans in closer. ]
Now, be a good boy and stay still for me. Alright~?
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Or if he'll go stock still, huge red eyes shot wide open and locked on Akira's.
He's effectively trapped, and Akira might be intentionally slowing his movements so as not to scare him, but it doesn't stop his heart from pounding so loudly in his chest that his ribs rattle.
It's a side effect of the conversation from the hall, good old fashioned boy's talk that led to him getting punted into the nurse's office. His tragically unkissed circumstances are fresh in his mind when normally they barely even feature; that's why he's thinking of it, surely, with Akira leaning in this close.
What was he even saying before...?
Temperature, right?
Well. Haruaki prepares to have a thermometer popped into his mouth, then. ]
A-alright.
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[ No matter what comes before or after, in moments of stillness, it's impossible to forget who he's speaking to.
He doubted it at first, why wouldn't he? That man was strong, capable, wise, if a little charmingly goofy at times. Haruaki here...well. He hadn't seemed anything but charming when they first met.
But the longer Akira paid attention, the more he couldn't help but notice, especially in the way he handled those around him. That light shining off in the distance of the train tunnel had been the final nail in the coffin, the reason for him to see even more, and more, and more, and more.
There's no doubt in his mind that the most important man in his life is beneath his hands right now, close enough to count every wrinkle in bright red stromata.
And the effects that's having on him gives him the belated realization that his own ability to compare their temperatures might be skewed.
It's fine. This is all fine. Like he said, just a quick check and treatment if necessary, and he can usher Haruaki back out the door where he no doubt wants to be. Where he should be, to guide yet more lives that need him along their paths.
Still slow and steady, eyes unknowingly half-lidded in their brief contemplation, Akira rests his forehead against Haruaki's. Silent. ]
exploding kitten.gif.........
It's... strange, isn't it? Even in past visits when he's been a compliant patient, it hasn't gone like this. Akira's usually all too happy to examine as much of him as possible, and Haruaki's all too eager to leave – a potent combination that leaves little time for idle rest.
It doesn't occur to Haruaki that the touch of their foreheads might serve any purpose at all. There's only one logical conclusion to him. ]
Are you tired, Takahashi-sensei?
[ There's still the slightest edge of unease to his voice, never fully comfortable around the good doctor no matter how docile he might seem in the moment – but for the most part, his tone is soft, understanding. More serious than Akira's probably used to seeing, too. The sort of quality his voice might take on if he were talking to one of his students if they seemed particularly down. ]
You work really hard, you know. It would make sense if you were.
hhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
SLAM DUNKS MYSELF INTO BED GOODNIGHT DEMON
BITES YOU BITES YOU BITES YOU
bite HIM!!!!!!!!!
HE'S TRYING!!!!!!!
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1/4 give him. a minute. christ
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gross. god. bye
the way i can't even begin to write this the way i wanna you're the wooOOOOOORST
hehes louder and louder
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sickening..... SICKENINGGGGGGGGG
CHEWS YOU CHEWS YOU CHEWS YOU
IF YOU INSIST
**HEHE**
I think I can get away long enough to take Gida Taxi to the hospital~ Do you miss me that much?
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I got to thinking of you and now I can't stop, I'm afraid. Please help!
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What's the prescription for that, doctor!?
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Kisses from a handsome man. The more the better--especially since this is such a serious case!
STUPID
I better start looking now!!!!!
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cat on my legs i don't wanna get up and get my wallet
? don't make me gift u points for both my pookies
shhh only maruki can find us in here
my hatred for the inline icon thing wins over all else
i'll kick you directly in the butt
WIGGLES ENTICINGLY
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