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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ ignores the strange looks from the passing drivers as he travels leisurely on his scooter. the sound of the characteristic putt putt putt noise of his transportation fills the driveway when he arrives in front of the mansion. it takes him another minute (or two) to properly park & put the machine to rest.

straightens & leans back in the seat a little as he takes out his phone to quickly type a text message: let me be your guest, mademoiselle & looks up toward a window to wait. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

I'm good. She'll be back here as soon as she's able to get past her fans.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

You won't be my date over at the punch bowl, then? Damn, I think I'm a little disappointed.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ quickly turns his eyes downward, his hold loosening a bit. ]

Birdman works on a first-come, first-serve basis.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks down at him, letting go of his hand. ]

Really? [ thinks about it briefly. ] Well, at least you're dedicated. Gotta give you credit for that.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ runs his fingers through his bangs for the sole reason of needing something to do. ]

. . . Yeah. She's our princess.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ puts his hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly so that he can look at anthony from the corner of his eye. ]

Wrong. She's your princess now, isn't she?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ glances down & gives a slight shake of head. ]

No. Still ours.

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[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs a bit. ]

I dunno 'bout that. Still haven't seen her yet, after all.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ & then turns back to him with an expectant look on his face. ]

Did you guys spend the summer together? Romance?

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs as well, turning his gaze away from him to look into the crowd. ]

We spent it together. No France, but we went to Hawaii, watched Gundam.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ glances down again, voice growing progressively smaller, barely audible over the music. ]

You know, I-- [ pauses. ] --we. . . missed you. Somewhat.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ his eyes and mind wander as a group of girls pass them by, making him crane his neck slightly to follow them with his gaze. half-hears anthony's words, only turning back to him when picks up on that "somewhat". ]

Sorry, what was that?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, eyes following tony's previous line of sight. drops his gaze, drooping a little bit while shaking his head. ]

Are you dorming?

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods, forcing all of his attention on his companion for the time being. ]

Yep! Can't really commute back and forth on a daily basis. Too much of a hassle. Plus we're Freshmen, don't they require us to dorm for at least the first year? I think so, anyway. Well, whatever, what about you?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ peers at him, patiently waiting for tony to finish. ]

Dorming is mandatory? I was going to commute from home.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

You were? Aw man, I was hoping we'd room together or something... not that we'd really have a choice.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ thuds his head back against the wall softly. ]

You can request roommates, I think. [ shifts uncomfortably. ] Would've been nice, but my place is close enough.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks down at him when he notices that uncomfortable shift, but decides not to inquire. ]

Is Alyssa going to stay at the dorms?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

She's considering it.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

Really? Cool, then I can at least go bother her!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks up to meet his gaze when a thought strikes him. ]

Except during the second last week of the month.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

Huh? Why, do you guys go on week-long dates at that time?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares at him for a long moment. then gives him another pat, silently deciding that a physical demonstration is probably for the best. ]

You'll learn, my young apprentice.

[sexymajor.livejournal.com]

[ puts a hand over anthony's own, holding it there. ]

Will I really, my pretty little birdie?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives his hand an experimental tug, too distracted to properly process his given title. ]

. . . yes. For. . . the sake of your survival.