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[opens his mouth]

[closes it again]

[. . . opens his mouth. . .]

[he has no words. honestly. there's nothing he can say that would express how that statement made him feel]

. . . Minato. . .

[messianic]

[ A tiny smile!

Minato just ducks his head a little. ]

... It's just the truth. But anyway--thanks. For the talk. I didn't mean for it to go this way, but...

[ a faint shrug. ]

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Oh-- yeah. I. . . uh. Yeah.

[dips his hands into his pockets and gives a little shrug]

Just. . . [mmm] Take care of yourself, okay?

[messianic]

... Yeah. I'll do my best, thanks.

You do the same, okay?

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[AAAAANYWAY]

[lifts his cue stick to poke Minato's forehead with the butt of same]

Which means, don't do something stupid for the sake of the task, okay?

[. . .]

I'm sorry. I wish. . . I could be more of a help.

[messianic]

[ Wow.

Minato lifts his hands to cover that, pursing his lips at Akira. ]

... We'll be fine. I'm not planning on doing anything too stupid, okay?

[ ... and in that, he also feels bad, but... ]

You don't have to apologize. Not for anything. I'm glad you're not part of this game. Because if you were... I think I'd have to be a little more selfish.

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[wow his heart sure is doing weird things today, huh!!! even though it shouldn't be because!! this task sucks!!]

[clears his throat and turns back towards the pool table, studying the position of the balls so he can line up another shot]

. . . yeah, well. . .

[. . .]

I guess you're not the only one who feels a little helpless. That's all.

[messianic]

[ Minato just hums softly to himself, tired and gentle, before he nods. ]

... Let's talk about something else, then. We don't have to dwell on this.

[ Since they are both terribly helpless. ]

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[HORRIBLY HELPLESS!! and for a moment, Akira feels a little foolish. wasn't it Minato who had come to him for reassurance. . .?]

[with a shake of his head, he leans over the pool table again to take another shot]

. . . well. . . whatever happens, at least we have a game of pool right before us, right?

[a moment of quiet. a moment of relaxation. a moment where they can just. . . live in the present, and not worry about what may happen tomorrow]

[messianic]

Yeah, we do. And it's been your shot for a little bit.

[ Teasingly! As lightly as he can manage.

Akira's bending over again.

Don't look, Minato. ]

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[or do look]







[he has a nice butt]

[messianic]

[ minato is trying not to look


but the longer akira leans over to pick his shot

the harder it is not to



anyway, he sneaks a few peeks. ]

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[LIVE UR DREAMS, MINATO]

[LIVE UR DREAMS]

[messianic]

[ he only sneaks a few peeks before he catches himself, straightening and shaking his head at himself.

pls, self.

focus and stop being a useless bisexual for five minutes.

how'd akira shot go? ]

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[pretty good!! he managed to sink two balls in one go, and he draws back with the cue stick in hand, clearly pleased with himself]

[he flashes Minato a thumbs up]

Max proficiency.

[messianic]

[ ......... Minato blinks slowly.

Damn. ]

... Akira, you're really cool.

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[LAUGHS]

Thanks. But I only got this good because I practiced against someone who was even better than me.

[messianic]

Someone even better than you...?

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Uh huh.

[leaning over for another shot]

My Justice.

[messianic]

Huh... they must have been quite the player.

Can you tell me more about them?

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[a wave of his hand; he didn't manage to sink any balls with this shot, so he steps back to let Minato go next]

Mmm. Another time.

[THEY ALREADY HAD ONE SERIOUS CONVERSATION, HE DOESN'T WANT ANOTHER]

[messianic]

[ huh... well.

Minato won't push it this time. ]

Okay. If you say so.

[ Instead, he just nods quietly, steps up to the pool table, and critically eyes his shots.

Finally... he bends over the table, carefully lining up his shot, and...

............. anyway no balls go in, by a long shot. ]

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[. . . POOR POOR MINATO]

I guess it's a good thing we haven't wagered anything on this game, huh?

[messianic]

I'd never bet on a game like this.

[ blandly. ]

I suck a lot.