DAY 37: MEN'S SHOWERS (4th Shift)

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There had been an awkward air left between him and Tyki after their conversation. Yuuri knew he wasn't the best at explaining much of anything, and for the tenth time he wondered why Murata wasn't here to answer the difficult questions for him. Everyone had been herded out of the cafeteria after that, and Yuuri had simply followed along in confusion as he headed towards the showers.

Yuuri still hadn't seen Wolfram yet and the young Maou was wondering if the blonde Mazoku was alright. Stretching his head up higher, Yuuri attempted to look over the heads of the other patients around him in an attempt to catch sight of Wolfram. Unfortunately, though, he was unsuccessful.

"Where are you, Wolfram?" He muttered to himself while stepping under the shower's spray. Maybe a shower would help clear his mind.

[Waiting for Wolfram]

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Kaoru laughed, gleefully as he opened his eyes and stood straight, hair nicely washed.

"Oh, you and your imagination, Daniel. No wait, Andrew?"

He put a hand on Hikaru's shoulder and turned him to the side a little so he could return the favour of hair washing.

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"Oh, you have got to be..." Danny wanted to turn around and hit his head on the wall, but he was pretty sure that one of the nurses would come and drug him or something if he did. Instead, he settled for covering his face with his hands, ashamed of actually thinking that the two could be clones. Honestly, what were the chances? There were probably no clones at all here, and Danny was just abnormal in that he actually had one.

"I can explain!" he finally said, and then paused. "Actually, I really can't." Not without making him sound like a huge freak, at any rate, and these two seemed pretty normal as far as teenage boys went.

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Hikaru grinned at his brother and obliged, turning to let Kaoru wash his hair. There was absolutely nothing wrong with a little friendly, brotherly touching, and he liked tormenting Danny a little too much. He wasn't going to actively Host, not yet, but he wanted to see how far they could go before they really made the kid uncomfortable and then crank it up a notch.

"You like science fiction a lot?" he supplied helpfully, raising his hand to form the "live long and prosper" sign. "Like that? D'you write bad fanfiction, too?"