[Open rl - FEEL FREE TO VISIT] backdated to the 27

[clockmaster]

His father was talking about something or other. He would usually be paying attention, yet there were times when he did get lost in his thoughts, today was one of those days. He was lost in his thoughts looking to Aoko on the other side of the room sleeping in the bed, even if he was as tired as her, Hakuba was fully awake and couldn't sleep at all.

Kenji stopped talking realizing that he wasn’t paying attention. The silence however brought Hakuba back to reality and he was ready to apologize, but his father smiled and stood up. Kenji kissed his bandaged forehead carefully and murmured something about the case. The guards on the door of their room saluted his father as he went out to attend the paperwork as fast as possible.

Hakuba looked at the ceiling, careful not to move his broken arm much, and sighed.

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[agent-86-smart.livejournal.com]

^{(Not your fault)}

"Do people like us, really have a lot of real friends?" Max questioned him

Nodding Max, responded, "Don't worry. I understand."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

(<3)

"That's a really interesting question..guess that some good ones at least." He bit his lower lip, feeling a wave of affectionate amusement, Max made him think of his father sometimes. "next time I will tell you if I'm goin to be kidnapped."

[agent-86-smart.livejournal.com]

Max patted his shoulder, lightly. Before speaking again; "Well visiting hours are almost up. I'll be seeing you shortly."
He paused; "And try not to get yourself kidnapped again."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba laughed, everyoen was telling him that...Maybe some day he will manage to accomplish it. "I will try. Thanks Max. see you."