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[team two] Special Quirks
Have some my Tokyo Dollhouse verse. I'm starting to feel bad for Fujigaya.
“<i>Sleep.</i>” Yokoo insists. He knows it’s an impossible feat for Fujigaya with his meeting with his superiors’ superiors only hours away, but he can’t stand watching Fujigaya like this. “Or at least come back to bed so I can hold you.”
Fujigaya looks like he’s going to continue pacing the room, but he sighs heavily and returns to bed in defeat. “They’re going to fire me. They’re going to come into my own office and fire me. That’s the only explanation.”
Yokoo pulls him close and runs calming fingers through his hair, taming the tangled tuffs sticking out where Fujigaya had been yanking. “Shh… They have no grounds for firing you. You’re dedicated to your work, you run a clean house—“
“Except for the part where two of my Actives are in love with each other and I have another that has been showing ‘signs of change’ since his first engagement with a certain tea-hating dancer. I also have a programmer and Active who have been acting weird lately,” Fujigaya mutters. “Not to mention a former Active that somehow remembers his midget handler.”
“Kitayama didn’t do anything wrong and I’m sure Miyata won’t either,” Yokoo points out and then adds softly, “I didn’t know you knew about Shota remembering.”
Fujigaya scoffs. “Of course I knew.”
In the end, neither of them get any sleep. Yokoo strides over to Fujigaya’s tea collection the moment they step into Fujigaya’s office and picks out a tea that has about as much caffeine as coffee.
“Here,” he murmurs as he places a cup onto the desk. He rubs soothing circles on his back as Fujigaya downs it. He pours another. Yokoo glances at his watch. He can’t be here when Fujigaya’s nine o’clock arrives and it’s almost time.
“Pull yourself together and try not to let them see how nervous you are. They’re not going to fire you.” He places a final kiss into Fujigaya’s hair before heading to the elevator that connects down to the Dollhouse. “Let me know when your meeting is over.”
Even though he can't stop thinking about Fujigaya's meeting himself, Yokoo busies himself with updating files and making his rounds, observing the Actives as they go about their daily lives. He passes Ryota in the gym area, running on the treadmill. As he passes through the art room, he sees Takashi and Kento sitting side-by-side painting. Kento’s turtle is a bright mixture of blue and green.
He moves into the open space next where a few Actives are doing tai chi and pretends not to notice Yuta going up the steps towards the programmer's area.
By the time he makes it back to his office, over an hour has passed and he still hasn’t heard from Fujigaya. Just as he decides to call and see if the meeting is done, Fujigaya stalks in and plops a file folder on his desk. “And this would be…” Yokoo asks, looking from the file to Fujigaya.
“They’re transferring a new Active into our house. We seem to have acquired a reputation for handling dolls with special…quirks.”
The look on Fujigaya’s face tells Yokoo exactly how Fujigaya feels about this and he tries his best to hide his amusement. Yokoo picks up the folder and opens it.
“The new Active’s name is Ryosuke,” Fujigaya continues. “He’ll be in house this afternoon.”
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doctoggy, you're up!
“<i>Sleep.</i>” Yokoo insists. He knows it’s an impossible feat for Fujigaya with his meeting with his superiors’ superiors only hours away, but he can’t stand watching Fujigaya like this. “Or at least come back to bed so I can hold you.”
Fujigaya looks like he’s going to continue pacing the room, but he sighs heavily and returns to bed in defeat. “They’re going to fire me. They’re going to come into my own office and fire me. That’s the only explanation.”
Yokoo pulls him close and runs calming fingers through his hair, taming the tangled tuffs sticking out where Fujigaya had been yanking. “Shh… They have no grounds for firing you. You’re dedicated to your work, you run a clean house—“
“Except for the part where two of my Actives are in love with each other and I have another that has been showing ‘signs of change’ since his first engagement with a certain tea-hating dancer. I also have a programmer and Active who have been acting weird lately,” Fujigaya mutters. “Not to mention a former Active that somehow remembers his midget handler.”
“Kitayama didn’t do anything wrong and I’m sure Miyata won’t either,” Yokoo points out and then adds softly, “I didn’t know you knew about Shota remembering.”
Fujigaya scoffs. “Of course I knew.”
In the end, neither of them get any sleep. Yokoo strides over to Fujigaya’s tea collection the moment they step into Fujigaya’s office and picks out a tea that has about as much caffeine as coffee.
“Here,” he murmurs as he places a cup onto the desk. He rubs soothing circles on his back as Fujigaya downs it. He pours another. Yokoo glances at his watch. He can’t be here when Fujigaya’s nine o’clock arrives and it’s almost time.
“Pull yourself together and try not to let them see how nervous you are. They’re not going to fire you.” He places a final kiss into Fujigaya’s hair before heading to the elevator that connects down to the Dollhouse. “Let me know when your meeting is over.”
Even though he can't stop thinking about Fujigaya's meeting himself, Yokoo busies himself with updating files and making his rounds, observing the Actives as they go about their daily lives. He passes Ryota in the gym area, running on the treadmill. As he passes through the art room, he sees Takashi and Kento sitting side-by-side painting. Kento’s turtle is a bright mixture of blue and green.
He moves into the open space next where a few Actives are doing tai chi and pretends not to notice Yuta going up the steps towards the programmer's area.
By the time he makes it back to his office, over an hour has passed and he still hasn’t heard from Fujigaya. Just as he decides to call and see if the meeting is done, Fujigaya stalks in and plops a file folder on his desk. “And this would be…” Yokoo asks, looking from the file to Fujigaya.
“They’re transferring a new Active into our house. We seem to have acquired a reputation for handling dolls with special…quirks.”
The look on Fujigaya’s face tells Yokoo exactly how Fujigaya feels about this and he tries his best to hide his amusement. Yokoo picks up the folder and opens it.
“The new Active’s name is Ryosuke,” Fujigaya continues. “He’ll be in house this afternoon.”
doctoggy, you're up!
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I sense trouble :<
Fight-oh Taipi XD
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