It’s almost Christmas already. 

Hmm. 

It would be great to spend Christmas away from these doofuses sometimes. 

petenshii-blah:

zenzaaaiii replied to your post: i’m not dead at all just busy that’s it

Isn’t that the same thing?

dead vs. busy

dead

vs

busy

what kind of busy are you, weirdo????

No one’s heard of you for ages, we might as well assume you’re dead. 

nospeednolife:

zenzaaaiii:

nospeednolife:

zaizen reblogs ice cream what a nerd Σ(ﾟ∀´(┗┐ヽ(･∀･ )ﾉ

How does that make me a nerd? 

Because ice cream is for girly blogs (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

You don’t know anything about blogging- 

Stop that. 

This summer’s been especially hot….

And Kenya-San won’t stop pestering me, it makes everything much worse. 

Tsk. 

nospeednolife:

zaizen reblogs ice cream what a nerd Σ(ﾟ∀´(┗┐ヽ(･∀･ )ﾉ

How does that make me a nerd? 

clottedcreamscone:

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nospeednolife:

Kenya rolled his eyes, seeing the smug grin on Zaizen’s lips. Was he that predictable? Perhaps he had hung around Zaizen for far too long. Whatever the case, he had found his ticket and that was all that matter currently. The two would be at the amusement park soon, forgetting about the whole situation.

“Why would I scream my head off, pray tell?” Kenya retorted back, conveniently forgetting the last time the two had ventured to the amusement park. Instead, Kenya blocked the memory from his mind completely. He tended to do that with stuff he didn’t like. 

“Then we’ll ride the roller coaster. And when it gets hot, we can ride the water rides. And at noon, we’ll have lunch. In the evening, we can go on the slower rides if you want. When it gets coll and all.” Kenya instructed.

Kenya seemed to have the whole day planned out. In fact, he did. In his back pocket was a piece of paper, folded into a tiny square. The paper had many pen marks and scratch outs on it. Kenya had carefully calculated the whole entire day, making sure everything was going to be perfect and not turn out like the last time.

He turned to face him, looking somewhere between once again mocking and holding back the fact that he was mildly entertained. “Why don’t you ask that to yourself, Naniwa?” That to be said however, Zaizen also had his time when he would curse himself for picking the ride in topic. Even though he had a longer patience span compared to the older boy, waiting in line wasn’t actually his forte either. He wasn’t exactly sure why but this time, he wouldn’t let that happen again. At least not to let Kenya going on a terribly annoying, loud rampage once more. 

His thought were cut shortly when his senpai started mapping out the carefully structured, or at least it sounded like it was, plan. Zaizen blinked, looking at him with the tiniest hints of awe. It wasn’t like Kenya to come up with details of what they would be doing the whole day, and they weren’t even on the park yet! 

For a moment he doubted if the upper classman was up to something. But hey, why not play along for a bit and see how long the so called plan could carry on before failing? He’d have his laugh by the end of the day anyway. “You’re somehow prepared today, senpai.” He scoffed, before switching the lean of his back against the seat again. “If that’s how you want it, then it’s fine with me.” 

nospeednolife:

Kenya looked up from his knees and noticed his kouhai standing there. Wasn’t he going to sit down at least? No one was on the training THIS early in the morning, and it was the weekend, school not being in session on this particular Saturday. Kenya thought about moving over, but then he realized there was enough room for Zaizen to sit wherever he wanted. Kenya rationed he was still half asleep. He sure looked it.

“It’s fine. I didn’t expect you to arrive here early. You’re always late to things. You have your ticket… right?” Kenya eyed him suspiciously. Knowing Zaizen though, he kept up with the ticket, without really having to worry about losing it. Kenya was the one who, well, had a hard time keeping track of his things. Thankfully, Kenya knew where his money was. His wallet was tucked safely in his pocket.

“What ride do you wanna go on first? A roller coaster? A fast one? How about the one that goes upside down?!” Kenya felt particularly giddy thinking about the roller coasters, especially the ones that went fast. It had been forever since he had gone to an amusement park. At least he had someone to go with, despite it being Zaizen.

Even when he was fully asleep a genius like Zaizen would know that he could sit anywhere he liked, including kicking Kenya off the spot if it was where he thought he would be comfortable on. However, despite being fully aware that literally almost the whole train was vacant, he decided to settle down right next to his senpai, of course, once again with a bored sounding sigh. 

“I expected you would’ve been the one missing your ticket, Kenya-San.” He replied, his lips forming a tiny, almost unnoticeable smug grin, as if certain that his prediction was perfectly correct. “I hope it didn’t end up on your shoe this time.” The sentence was followed by a low, ridiculing chuckle. Apparently it was somewhere enough to amuse him. 

“I’m okay with anything,” he continued, “I don’t want to wait in the line with you screaming your head off every 2 minutes.” He rolled his eyes and whispered a little ‘hmph,’ remembering that it happened the last time Kenya let Zaizen choose what to ride in the park. 

“Besides,” his tone slightly mellowed, “You should enjoy your time for once.”