DUHDUHDUH TOO LAZY TO USE LYRICS

[admiralcrazyass.livejournal.com]

[HEY TSUYU. Your master is bored and irritated. It's a month or so into that six month period of being his Shi-chan, and Raikou's been an awful pain. It isn't constant torment, simply because he's also a busy young man, but when he has time and inclination, he's generally terrible. Now is one of those times. He just finished talking to his superiors, and he's tense as a spring when he comes looking for his tree.]

Oi, Shi-chan! Where'd you get off to?

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[admiralcrazyass.livejournal.com]

[That's fine. It's more fun when he struggles, after all. Raikou plants a foot between Tsuyukusa's shoulders, aiming to hold him down with it.]

Thinking of what to do is almost as enjoyable as doing it, you know?

[saplingspirit.livejournal.com]

You're sick.

[He snaps, breathless, squirming against the boot on his back, but gaining no real purchase, what with his arms bound and all.]

[admiralcrazyass.livejournal.com]

That's such a relative opinion.

[He just laughs, resting the tip of his sword against the back of Tsuyukusa's neck. He's thinking -- maybe he'll make some pretty scars. For now, he's just making enough of a cut to see some blood well up.]

[saplingspirit.livejournal.com]

[Shitsuren wisely shuts up, going deceptively still at the feel of the blade against his skin. He's grinding his teeth, muscles barely twitching with tension as he hardly dares breathe, feeling some blood trickle down to the front of his throat, leaving a warm trail he might only be imagining, it's so faint a sensation.]

[admiralcrazyass.livejournal.com]

[Aww, what a good tree. Being quiet isn't going to save him much at this point, though. Tsuyu's clothes aren't thick enough to be worth tearing up in advance -- he'll just cut his shoulders open right through the cloth, with a clean, horizontal slash.]

[saplingspirit.livejournal.com]

[The reaction is instant, his cry not even choked off until whole seconds too late, as he jerks under the blade.]

[admiralcrazyass.livejournal.com]

[And his reaction is, of course, a laugh, as he digs the blade into that cut.]

That sounds nice. Much better than your posturing.

[rootless]

[This time he whines, strained and desperate, as he trembles and tries hard not to move beneath the blade.]