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Day 27: Lunch
Renji wasn't so certain what this grilled cheese thing was all about, but he liked the sound of some soup. Even if it was strange western soup, well... there wasn't anything bad people could do to soup, in his experience. His good mood was starting to fray at the edges, a little, from the strain of dealing with the Ichimaru issue, and even more from what had been on the bulletin board earlier.
He'd never had difficulty simply writing something before. But...
He shook his head as he entered the line. He didn't want to think about it. He wanted to hold on to the tenuous equilibrium he'd managed to find.
Renji got himself a large bowl of soup, water, and even one of those sandwiches, just to try it. Old habit, recently awakened, had him over to one side of the cafeteria, where the fewest people possible would have the chance to pass behind him. He sat there with his back toward the wall and started eating.
He'd never had difficulty simply writing something before. But...
He shook his head as he entered the line. He didn't want to think about it. He wanted to hold on to the tenuous equilibrium he'd managed to find.
Renji got himself a large bowl of soup, water, and even one of those sandwiches, just to try it. Old habit, recently awakened, had him over to one side of the cafeteria, where the fewest people possible would have the chance to pass behind him. He sat there with his back toward the wall and started eating.
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"Expecting what?" he asked innocently, glancing at John through his bangs. "I dunno, I might drop by sooner or later. What was your room number again?"
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He intentionally didn't answer what could be expected because, really, Kou didn't need to know.
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Knocking was something Kougaiji would have done whatever the case. His mother had made sure he knew his manners, his father had made sure he also wanted to abide by them and knock before walking into certain rooms.
"So you don't want to tell me what's going on?" he asked directly after swallowing and decided to let his fork rest for a while before even thinking of more.
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That probably would only frustrate the demon prince more, but Jack was good at word play and wasn't particularly concerned.
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"Wouldn't I be the judge of that?" he asked silently.
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"A gynecologist is giving an examination of a college student when he notices a "Y" mark deeply branded into her torso. Curious, he asks her about it and she responds that she has a boyfriend at Yale who loves his school so much that he insists to keep his school jacket on when they make love and that must have left the mark.
The next patient the doctor sees is another college student, this time with an "H" mark on her. Again, he asks what the nature of the injury was and she responds that her boyfriend goes to Harvard and he loves the school so much that he doesn't take off his jacket when they make love either.
His last patient comes in and he notices that she has a "W" on her body. Thinking he has caught on to the trend, he casually asks her, 'So, boyfriend at Wisconsin, huh?'
She looks at him and says, 'No, girlfriend at Michigan.'"
Finishing with his tale, the Fable casually leaned back and took a sip of his drink.
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"So what the hell is that supposed to mean?" he asked finally. "And what the hell is Gynecologist?"
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"It means," said the Fable, taking another bite from his sandwich, "That you don't want to know what's going on."
He swallowed the food down and took another mouthful before adding, "A gynecologist is a doctor who looks at a woman's-..." He stopped himself, not wishing to offend his friend further at the moment. "It's a doctor of 'woman parts'."
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He cut a bit of the toast again and fell silent while munching on it. A doctor for 'woman parts' got as much reaction out of him as a quirk of brow and another snort. He had never heard of such.
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The last thing Jack needed was the injured demon prince to do anything drastic for his sake. He kind of liked having someone he could trust around.
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"Beating?" Kougaiji sighed, listening to all what John had to say and finding himself a bit offended by the careless air about this big idiot. He said words like 'please' and 'sorry' on so rare occasion that it was hard to remember the last time. And yet he had found himself pleading last night. And here he was going 'I didn't think you'd care so much'.
Maybe he shouldn't care. They were just casual acquaintances, right?
"Right..." He cut another bit of his sandwich and popped the food into his mouth unceremoniously.
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He popped a fry into his mouth. "Unless you're really itching to make yourself some enemies."
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"Just shut up already, okay?" The snap was rolling from his tongue before he could even realize he was saying anything. He stared at the blond with narrowing crimson eyes at the aftertaste of adrenalin streaming through his veins, his fork pointed towards John in accusing manner, a slice of cucumber hanging from the spikes.
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"Later, then."
With that, he turned to walk off.
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He didn't care, right? And John would have to come back if he wanted his key. Not that Kougaiji wanted that. Whatever.
"Idiot," he muttered under his breath before popping the fork into his mouth.