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Romeo Montague ([personal profile] withoutverona) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-03-04 02:20 pm

Jeff, GOB's, Tuesday Morning

Romeo ordered his coffee by pointing at the menu, his pastry by pointing at the case, then took a seat at the window to watch for Dojima and try to ignore the chorus of bakers singing about the proper way to mix muffin batter.

He was idly wondering if he could manage a conversation without melody, lyrics, bridge or chorus.

[OOC: Open.]

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a slightly frazzled Dōjima that ducked into JGoB, looking around for her Romeo. "Stupid singing. Stupid stupid stupid."

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do solemnly swear not to laugh," Yurika said, holding up one hand in promise. "Well, not too much. Is this part of the 'Fandom Strangeness' I hear about?"

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Its restrained itself to humming, I think it knows what's good for it," Yurika said darkly. "I wouldn't hesitate to gag myself to stop it from popping out. Shoes? I missed the shoes. What did the shoes do?"

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"I also don't have classes on Mondays, so I spent the entire day asleep. For all I know, my shoes did a conga line." Dōjima grinned and plopped down in the seat beside him. "Or maybe the Petrelli boy was playing a prank, and he's the one that made your shoes talk, just for giggles?"

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I had known you were working, perhaps I would have gotten out of bed to come visit," she teased, fluttering her lashes at him. "Who knew that I'd have to recover from vacation?"

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you knew I was in bed, you'd do what? Play loud music outside my door to wake me? Or would I get a more pleasant wake-up call?" she bantered, reaching out to accept the box. "What's this?"

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yurika was already untying the bow when she opened her mouth to protest that he hadn't needed to get her anything.

Then he was singing, and she was staring, and the response was right on the tip of her tongue and the music decided to answer for her.

Electricity, eye to eye
Hey don't I know you
I can't speak

Stripped my senses
On the spot
I've never been defenseless
I can't even make sense of this.


Eyes wide, she quickly dropped the box on the table and clamped both hands over her mouth. Crap.

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Well now. Yurika looked at him helplessly over her hands, still keeping a firm lock on her lips.

Once his song ceased, she looked around warily before slowly lowering her hands. No music, so she should be safe, right?

Wrong.

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again


That would be Yurika's head hitting the table, with a very audible whimper.

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Yurika threw up her hands in the international sign of surrender, glaring up at the sky and whatever Fandom Strangeness was forcing this.

I struggle with myself again
Quickly the walls are crumbling
Don't know if I can turn away

What would happen if we kissed?
Would your tongue slip past my lips?
Would you run away, would you stay?
Or would I melt into you,
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust
Spontaneously combust?


[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Yurika couldn't help an amused smirk at the rather interesting shade of pink he had become. So much for his declaration of wanting to go slow! Unfortunately, her music wasn't going to let her stop and tease him.

Oh no. Now she had back-up singers.

No chance, no way
I won't say it, no, no
It's too cliche
I won't say I'm in love

I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming get a grip, girl
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
Oh!

No chance, now way
I won't say it, no, no.
This scene won't play,
I won't say I'm in love.


Her delivery, however, made it rather clear that the lady doth protest too much.

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yurika shook her head as she was pulled to her feet, unable to resist stepping closer to him and joining in the dance.

The rope that's wrapped around me is cutting through my skin,
And the doubts that have surrounded me are finding their way in.
I keep it close to me, like a holy man prays.
In my desperate hour
It's better that way.

So I'll come by and see you again,
I'll be such a very good friend.
Have mercy on my soul, I will never let you know
Where my mind has been.

Angels never came down
There's no one here they want to hang around.


She pulled back slightly, the music dropping to the background. "I'm not a good person, Romeo. Seriously. You don't want to do this."

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I break things," she said, not meeting his eyes. "I tear everything down around me, it's just who I am. And I like you, I do, and I don't want to be responsible for hurting you."

"Rikku would kill me."

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She sighed and looked up at him, body still poised for flight. "Why can't you be like every other guy on the planet? Then I could just sleep with you, and get it out of my system."

"Just remember that I warned you." With that, she leaned in to kiss him.

[identity profile] dojima-hime.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe, maybe not, but at least I'd understand you better," she joked, following his gaze to the clock. "Yeah, I'd hate for you to miss religion class. Who knows when you'd get poisoned again?"