"Sure thing, milady." Kyoya said in response, happy to spend his time with his beloved and the fact that his favorite Bon Jovi song was playing.
Laughing, Drop shook her head. It felt nice to enjoy his company without having to rush off to find anything.
"Well, it looks like we'll have some time to relax, unless you have anything in mind." Kyoya seemed quite relaxed for a change.
“Nope,” Drop smiled. “After over a week of traveling and fighting, sitting around and eating fast food’s a great change of pace.”
"Yeah, I could use this time to recover and perhaps get a little closer to you...fast food is a wonderful change from slow cooked meals." He laughed a bit and started to eat.
“Agreed.” Moon started to eat, taking small bites every few minutes. Her flurry, however, didn’t last very long.
(brb!)
(brb!)
(Okay, I'll be here.)
Kyoya took his food in slowly, trying to savor it for as long as he could.
Kyoya took his food in slowly, trying to savor it for as long as he could.
Lupus was stil at the table, his head on his arms.
Ryuji continued his training, not letting up for the next several hours, trying to perfect the quadruple blade wielding, but to no avail.
(Back.) "Kyoya, what are your parents like?" Moon realized they didn't know that about each other, and was curious.
When lupus woke up from his nap, he found the school empty. Rather then walking out, he just stood and snapped, where he disappeared in a dark flash. He reappeared in a lavishly decorated throne room, before the throne of his mother. The room was empty, as it always was at this time. He then left the room, going to his own, and straight to bed to regain energy for the next day.
"It's quite a long story, so I'll keep it short." Kyoya said, smiling softly. "I don't even know where to begin, either..."
Placing a hand over one of his, Drop smiled reassuringly. "Wherever you like."
"My mother was the one who passed the ring down to me...she was a soft, kind, and loving woman, but she could also have killed you before you could even blink. She met my father during a slave trade, feeling pity for him, he purchased him and the rest is history. My father on the other hand was also pretty quiet, but stern. He'd treat you fairly, but was always a bit harsh." Kyoya explained, taking her hand in his.
"I'm not sure whether to be sorry about his harshness, and having respect for your mother." Moon gave it a small squeeze.
(Nope, the bell just suddenly rang for lunch and the wifi in the cafeteria is crap.)
(I was in the restroom, so it's all good. ^^ )
(Wonderful. Just in time for some Brooks & Dunn on the radio )
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