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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2010 10:18:37 GMT -6
Math.
Fuck Math.
Gilbert hated that subject with a passion. Reason he had to attend to the library in the first place. Library. A small snicker escaped his lips. What a boring place to be. Who would’ve thought that such an awesome person like him would ever go in such a lame, boring place. But perhaps that’s what he deserved for not doing his homework and out of all, daring to stand in front of the teacher. The boy surely had guts.
As his steps echoed through the empty library, red eyes wandered around the shelves, as if he was trying to catch a glimpse of the name that the teacher told him to look after. Probably it was an exercises book. Ew, exercises. Ew, school… With a huff, he decided that he didn’t want anymore detention, at least not as long as it was Math and he decided to actually grab that cursed book, a white sheet of paper and a pen and try to solve the problems.
Minutes passed. Hours passed.
Still nothing. Stuck on the same exercise from the same page. Ugh. This could be troublesome. Then he decided something. “As if such an Awesome person like me needs this useless thing!” He stated, although no one was there, he still felt proud. In a second the books were thrown to the side, his legs resting on the table, as he leaned a bit in his seat, his arms resting behind his head.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 22, 2010 15:14:09 GMT -6
Francis sauntered lazily down the hall, a large grin on his face, as he headed towards the library. History had to be the most boring class ever, or so he thought, so he'd devised a little plan to make the class more bearable.
Entering the library, he headed straight for the history section, searching for the right book. Hmm, that's too small.. and that won't do either~... Finally, he pulled out a book of fair size and thickness. Splitting it open in the middle, he fished a porn magazine out of his bag and set it inside the book, pleased at how well it was hidden.
With a small pleased nod, he turned around and made for the check-out desk, stopping abruptly when he saw the familiar platinum blond hair of Gilbert. Grinning mischeviously, he snuck up behind the other tugging his chair out from under him.
"Bonjour, mon cher~"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2010 23:29:40 GMT -6
By now, Gilbert even closed his eyes. He could actually fall asleep in that place, since he was that much of a lazy and awesome person. Of course, since his mind was full of chicks ( his favourite bird ) at that time, he merely heard a certain person sneaked behind him and tugged his chair.
A yelp escaped his lips as his back made contact with the ground, this way his eyes opening abruptly, getting a view of the other man before him. Francis. Ah, if it would’ve been anyone else by now, they’d be dead. “Oi! I knew you missed Ore-sama and all, but doing this?~” The Prussian’s voice sounded more like a mock, as he stood up and dusted his clothes.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 23, 2010 8:33:32 GMT -6
He laughed, quite amused by the whole situation, especially since he knew Gilbert wouldn't harm him like he might some other unfortunate student.
Tossing his book on the table, he teased, "I'm sure that won't be the last time I knock you on your back~" Setting the chair back up properly, he took a seat. "What is someone like yourself doing in a library anyway? It seems very unlike you~"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 23, 2010 9:20:23 GMT -6
A roll of his eyes at the sight of his laugh and most of all, the teasing. Gilbert didn't like being teased, he only liked teasing the others. But with Francis, he never tried or maybe he never dared. "What do you know!" He rushed to reply, as he patted his chest, almost looking all mighty. " Even someone as awesome as me needs to come around sometime ~ So this place should be honoured to have me around." He stated, nodding.
Of course, his ego beat nearly everything. But he was surprised to see Francis around, as well. He expected him to be around, maybe harassing girls, even boys, or simply flirting. "And what are you doing here?" He asked, with a short snort.[/size]
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 23, 2010 11:49:14 GMT -6
"Moi~? Why, I came here to get that~" He pointed towards the history book, flipping it open to show what's inside. "It makes class much more interesting~" Leaning back in the chair and kicking his legs up on the table, he took Gil's previous position.
Noticing the math book, he picked it up, holding back a snort. "Having a little trouble in math, cher~? I could always tutor you~" He winked, giving the other a sultry grin.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 23, 2010 23:26:13 GMT -6
Gilbert pouted at the sight of his position being 'stolen.' He blinked and dragged a chair next to Francis, ignoring the scratchy, loud and annoying sound it was making, since for now only the two of them were around. "Having problems with history?" He asked, amusedly, before recovering his previous position.
Glaring at him for a second, he rushed to snatch the book from him and look away, cursing under his breath. "The teacher couldn't handle the awesome, that's all." He excused himself. [/size]
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 24, 2010 8:39:05 GMT -6
Wincing at the sounds of the chair, he pouted, “Non, it’s not like I can’t do it, it’s just too boring to pay attention too.” He laughed at Gilberts antics, tapping him on the forehead. “Perhaps you need more of this, and less of this” The latter he demonstrated by tilting his head back, pretend chugging a bottle of beer.
Since he had very little to do, he decided he’d play around with Gil, seeing how long it would take him to notice. Subtly, he placed a hand on the others thigh, stroking it ever so lightly.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 24, 2010 12:03:41 GMT -6
Gilbert huffed a bit, as he gently reached to pull Francis' hand away, since there was nothing more to hate than being mocked and made fun of. "I think I handle myself pretty well." He muttered, with a loud snicker, before a shudder surpassed his spine at the sight of the other's touch.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 24, 2010 22:11:11 GMT -6
Smirking, he leaned forward, resting his chin on Gil's shoulder, nose just barely touching his cheek. He wrapped his unoccupied hand around the younger mans waist, getting comfy. "Can you really~?" He teases, testing just how close he can get to him.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 25, 2010 13:13:03 GMT -6
Gilbert glanced at him from the corner of his eye. Francis always had to challenge him, didn't he? Shaking his head, he sighed, before he chuckled, the noise echoing through the room. " Ja, of course!" Although he didn't appear to be so intimidated, Gilbert was actually very nervous.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 25, 2010 21:16:51 GMT -6
Francis hummed, and in one swift motion pulled Gilbert into his lap, wrapping both arms securely around his waist. "Did I ever tell you how handsome you are, cher~?" He grinned, nuzzling his face into the crook of Gil's neck, giving the tiniest of licks. Oh how he loved teasing the man, and frankly, it was a win-win situation for him. He'd either succeed in flustering him with minimal consequences, or a more unlikely outcome, he could seduce the other.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 26, 2010 4:51:50 GMT -6
With one of the smallest startles, Gilbert found himself straddling the other's lap, as he looked down at him, with a slight glare, before he eventually replaced it with a smirk, knowing how things worked out.
He couldn't deny the fact that he most of the time let himself seduced by the French man and that he actually liked it. Tch, he just knew what to do and say to drive the Prussian crazy and crave for more.
"Of course~ Ore-sama is good looking after all" His narcissistic side kicked in once again, as his hands found themselves resting around his neck. "I know I'm fucking hot and all ~ But the library, Francis?" Gilbert teased, with a short laugh. [/size]
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Sept 27, 2010 8:41:29 GMT -6
He couldn't help a crooked grin from creeping on his face. "You'll be fucking something right away, I'm sure~ And so what if it's a library? I can keep quiet~"
Smirking into his neck, he let his hands trail down the other's back, slipping them under his pants and giving a firm squeeze. Gilbert really was too much fun.
[[I'm sorry it's so small orz;;]]
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 28, 2010 13:36:25 GMT -6
With a raise of his eyebrow, Gilbert scoffed, although he had to admit that Francis knew how to embarrass him. "But I won't be quiet and you know that." He spoke, with a proud smirk, a small purr being followed afterwards.
Ah, he surely know where to go. Both of them did, since it was too much fun. "It's understandable though. Being able to be so close to Awesome me...Feel honoured~ " He cooed, amused.
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