http://kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2010-03-13 08:57 am

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Who: Poland [[livejournal.com profile] reckless_eagle] and Ryohei [[livejournal.com profile] kyokugen_sun]
Where: A tearoom
When: March 12...sometime
Rating: PG?
Summary: Ryohei talks to Poland. Because Poland is awesome. And not deaf.
the Story:
There were a lot of things that Ryohei was fed up with, and at the top of the list was "dealing with people named Seimei and Hibari." It wasn't that he was particularly angry at either of them; he didn't mind helping Hibari whenever he needed it, and right now he definitely did, and he hadn't seen Seimei for days. He knew wasn't likely to see him again any time soon, either. But dealing with Hibari meant dealing with Seimei at least mentally, and at the moment that was more than enough.

The whole situation had gotten more complicated than Ryohei liked, and for once, he felt like he needed to talk to someone about it. He couldn't go to Hibari, though, so the next person to come to mind had, somehow, been Poland. Even if the nation didn't remember it, he'd told Ryohei an awful lot about his own problems, and Ryohei felt like it would be okay to talk to him.

He'd sent the nation a message asking him to meet him in a certain tearoom, and that was where he was now, juggling two balls idly with one hand while he waited.

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-14 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
How do two men even do that? he wondered. It was possible that Ryohei knew--he seemed to know a lot of stuff about all this--but he didn't want to embarrass himself asking. Instead, he tried to ignore his own blush and replied. "Oh. Ummm... it's cool, I won't tell anyone?"

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-14 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, for sure," Poland agreed, with a soft smile. Liet was nicer than... most people, really. He was just really, really nice. That smile faded, though, when he realized something.

"Wait, since when do you know Liet?" And did that--oh, God. If Liet and Ryohei were talking, that meant Liet might have found out about the whole... dressing up like a girl and going home drunk with a stranger thing. Which was not an appealing thought in the slightest.

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-14 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Poland's face went bright red in an instant, and he made an effort to hide it behind his knees--not like that was a particularly subtle move, but it seemed somehow better than letting Ryohei see how much he was blushing.

"Ohmigawd," he groaned, embarrassment eating a hole in his stomach, "what did you tell him? Like, how much does he know?"

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-14 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," he mumbled into his knees. "Okay, it could totally be worse..."

He could know about the dress, for instance. Or that he'd gone to sleep practically on Ryohei. He wasn't sure why the thought bothered him so much--it wasn't like Liet was ever going to like him back, so it wasn't like he'd be jealous or something--but it made him feel weird to think about him knowing, anyway.

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Poland didn't think that his language had yet developed an oath strong enough for his present situation. He was fairly sure that he was never going to be able to stop blushing ever, ever again, so long as he lived.

"I--You like--Ohmigod, you mean like, everyone could have seen?! And he--ohhhhhhhhh, God...."

Heavenly Father, Almighty God, Creator of Heaven and Earth, this is Poland again. If you were planning on smiting me into nothing at any point, now actually sounds pretty great...

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Poland was a little bit too busy trying to hide behind his own knees again to reply. "Oh, God," he whimpered, "this is so not cool!"

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Poland half-glared over the top of his knees, the part of his face that was visible completely pink.

"There's like, a difference between just wearing a dress and going home drunk with strangers in a dress! Ohmigod, what if people saw? Everyone probably thinks I'm a total slut now!"

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Another little groan. "What guy on the horse? Like, what'd he say? Oh, God..."

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Poland facepalmed. "Yeah, that like, sounds like Wolfram. He's like, Liet's and my next door neighbor here... Um, I hope he didn't say anything too bad about you? 'Cause he totally means well, but I think he can get kinda hot-tempered..."

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I should like, probably talk to him and clear that up..." That was a conversation he wasn't looking forward to.

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Um, I like, guess that's cool, then..."

So. Awkward.

[identity profile] reckless-eagle.livejournal.com 2010-03-15 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
Poland shook his head. One of the things about being a few centuries old was that a couple of weeks stopped seeming like it was any time at all.

"They like, probably still all think at least one of us did something bad," he grumbled. He wasn't sure what he liked less--the idea that people would go thinking he was a slut, or that they'd think he'd been taken advantage of. Ryohei looked pretty bad in either of those scenarios, he guessed.