Day 27: Lunch

[norainu]

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.

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Sighing, Kougaiji turned back to his food. Maybe he didn't want to know. Not this much. "Whatever," was his simple answer, tired of the fruitless argument.

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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Jack sighed, noting the change in mood. "Alright, fine. Look, I said some things that have probably earned me a beating tonight and then I'm expecting some smokes and perhaps some company of the female persuation. It really isn't something you need to worry about and it doesn't concern you, so I didn't think you'd care so much."

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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It was a surprise to Kougaiji that John decided to give in. He looked up at the other man with an annoyed frown pulling his brows, his fork pushed deep into the sandwich and paused there.

"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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"People just don't understand me," The fable kidded, trying to lighten the mood some. "So I'd hate for them to think you're anything similiar. Y'know, I'm doing you a favor.

He popped a fry into his mouth. "Unless you're really itching to make yourself some enemies."

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And the idiot didn't seem to know when it was time to drop the matter completely. Kougaiji frowned, his temper flaring before he could rein it in.

"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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Jack stared back at Kou with half lidded eyes, as though unimpressed by the emotional outburst. Putting another fry in his mouth, he casually stood up and collected his tray, despite the intense pain that shot through his torso. Sure, he was still injured, but he had to look cool in his exit.

"Later, then."

With that, he turned to walk off.

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Kougaiji forced himself to bit together his teeth and just suck in a long breath. Then he stabbed the plastic fork back to the vegetables and came up with a bigger pile of them.

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.