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    <name>Tenpou Gensui</name>
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    <title>Asylum Project AIM Log, April 21st, 2009</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T03:58:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T03:58:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Kenren: *ruffles it [his hair]*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Smooths it down, getting more glitter in it*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Stop that. *ruffles it again, trying to get the glitter out*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I will when you stop messing it up!&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'll toss you in the shower. *brushes his fingers through it, getting glitter all over his hands*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Ah, you're getting the glitter all over yourself now...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...This is all your goddamn fault, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Happysmile* I like the glitter.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...*can't be mad when he's that cute* Whatever. You're taking a shower, then we're moving to my room.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Oh, all right. *Looks at his clothes, yanked out of the wardrobe and all over the floor* ...ah, I seem to have gotten it all over my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *and suddenly....they're naked!* There. Fixed it~&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Are you planning to take me up to your room while we're both still naked?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'll run up there and get some clothes while you're drying off.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Ah, I'll be wearing your clothes? *Doesn't sound like he objects*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: All your clothes are...sparkly.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Indeed they are.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Shower. *drags him*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Is dragged* Ah, I don't mind if you force me to shower, but at least give me a moment to take my glasses off before you turn on the water this time?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ....*takes them off for him* There. *turns on the water*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Thank you~&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: No problem~ *grabs the showerhead and uses it to wash the glitter off Tenpou's body* You have a sparkling dick.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Haha, do I really?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Yeah. How the hell did you even manage that?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I have no idea, really. Perhaps I had it on my hands when using the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ....*just leans his forehead down against his shoulder* You're hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I really should have washed my hands before &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; after, in that case. That sounds like a way to get a very nasty infection.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'm getting you a babysitter for when I leave the room.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I always manage to survive!&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: By some miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: My apparent lack of ability to take care of myself seems to upset Hakkai-san...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: It upsets me, too.&lt;br /&gt;npou: *leans into Kenren* ...the glitter looks like snow.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Snow is white.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: But on the Lower World, when it was falling in very fine flakes, it would catch the moonlight just so...and it sparkled. It was amazing. I just wanted to see that again.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I want to throw snowballs at you. *puts the showerhead back in place and starts running his fingers through Tenpou's hair again, patiently washing out all the glitter*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I love you, but you have a real talent for ruining a moment, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *grins* Oh, c'mon. You'd have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: If you were more patient, knew how to just watch things, enjoy them as they are, rather than constantly have to be doing something...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I need some decent sake for that. Or a smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Fair enough. Even I have trouble just staring at something for hours without a cigarette to keep me calm.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Besides, you're cute when your nose and cheeks are all red from cold~ *kisses the tip of his nose*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Smiles* I seem to be the only thing you can enjoy just staring at.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Now you're making me sound like some sap.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Well, you &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;. But don't worry: I won't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Yeah, yeah. Not my fault you're adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: And I happen to know not everything in your sketchbooks is pornographic.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I will never tell a soul that you're secretly a sensitive, romantic man.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'll just blame you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: ...except Hakkai-san. I'm sure he knows, anyway, if Gojyo-san is anything like you.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: He knows. I showed him my sketchbooks. You'll be very intelligent in your next life. *prods his forehead*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Ah, and I'm not now?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: You have your moments.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Apparently being the greatest military mind in Heaven is something that's more easily achieved than I was lead to believe...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: They're all morons up there. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: That's true, but I like to think I had a &lt;i&gt;bit&lt;/i&gt; of above-average intelligence...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: As long as there's nothing shiny to distract you... &lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; capable of being focused. You've seen me on the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: You can focus on me. I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: So am I. *Leans against him again*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Sap. *wraps his arms around him*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Romantic, sensitive, poetic soul. *Kisses him*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *was about to object, but is a bit distracted* *just kisses back*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: ...am I clean yet? I still need clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Now who's ruining the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Not necessarily. You see, if I'm clean, then I can get dressed, then I can go to your room, where the moment can resume in ernest.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *smirks* I'll get the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: See? I can be intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Of course. You're a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Thank you. Now get the clothes. I'll be waiting, unless I manage to grope around and find my glasses...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Just wait here. You'll get glitter all over yourself again. *turns off the shower and finds a towel, drying himself quickly* *tosses a second one at Tenpou*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Stays in the shower, but begins to towel himself as he waits for Kenren to return*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *runs up to his room naked, pulls on a pair of pants, then grabs some clothes for Tenpou before running back down*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Is waiting in the shower, still toweling off his hair when he returns*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *grins when he sees Tenpou's hair standing up in every direction* You're dry now. I got you clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Still toweling his hair, making it messier* ...glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *hands them to him* Here. Hurry. I want to go back to not being a sap.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Puts on his glasses and starts pulling on Kenren's clothes, which are adorably big on him*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *can't help but grin*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I think I'll need a belt. Unless you want me to lose my pants before we make it upstairs to your room.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: No, only after. Not sure if I trust you with a belt, though. *hands him one anyway*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I have an extensive collection of neckties, and it's the belt you worry about? *Putting the belt on*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Oh, I worry about those, too.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Is dressed* ...I should brush my hair out. I'll get rats nests if I let it dry this way...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...I'll do it for you. *finds a brush*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: You complain about my hair, but you like to play with it.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I could play with it even if you didn't look like a dork. *starts brushing his hair*&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: But it just wouldn't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I guess I've learned to tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Just like I've learned to tolerate that skull buckle you insist on wearing with your uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I guess I can just leave it completely open...&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: You say that like you think I'd mind...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *leans close to his ear* Women keep touching me when I do that, though...&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: This is just a radical thought, admittedly, but you're aware that the uniform jackets do, in fact, button up, correct? Or that they're issued with shirts to wear underneath the jackets?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'm hot-blooded. I'd melt.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: But as I mentioned, I've learned to tolerate the way you wear your uniform. Buckle and all.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I like my buckle.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: And I like my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Fine, you win.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I usually do~&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Why do I put up with you.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Kisses him*&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *kisses back* ...Oh yeah. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Always happy to remind you.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: In that case, we should get up to my room~&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Indeed, we should...&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *picks him up* I'm carrying you through the glitter, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: If you insist.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *walks out of the bathroom, trying to somehow step around the glitter* You really don't know how to stop, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Well, when something makes me happy, I want to get all of the enjoyment I can.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *sets him down once they're outside their room* Next time, decorate the cafeteria instead.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I was in the stairwell, but people didn't appreciate me being in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I'll help you make glitter bombs later.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Oh, fun!&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I've been told I act like a kid, so why not try it.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: You do. But I suppose I'm not one to talk in that area.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Guess that's why we can put up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: You keep saying it like that. "Put up with each other"...isn't it possible that we just love each other?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I think I've told you that a few times. *pause* Or I guess I yelled it.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: *Fixes his glasses* More that second one, yes. I suppose I just don't like to think that we love each other because no one else would love us as we are. Whether that's true or not.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: That can't be it anyway. I don't give a shit what anyone else thinks.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Oh, I know that. I actually listed that as one of your positive traits recently.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Talking about me again?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: All good. No warning people about you or apologizing for you.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: If you warned them it would ruin all my fun.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I've been in a very good mood lately. And it's really put things in perspective. I suppose that's contributed to me being absolutely crazy about you in public.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: ...Should I hide?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: No. Unless you're secretly very humble and don't like people talking about your greatness in public.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Make sure you mention how great I am in bed~&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: I will make certain that I do in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Gotta make 'em jealous~ They can't have me now.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Forbidden fruit is always the sweetest, and all that?&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: *throws an arm around his shoulders* Guess you wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: ...you know, you've never once asked me if I have any...ah, "comparitive experiences". Or how many.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Do you?&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: Well, as old as I am, I should hope so. But my number of such encounters is well below average, and I couldn't give you names or even recall their faces.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: I have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;Tenpou: No, you most certainly don't.&lt;br /&gt;Kenren: Neither do you~ *opens the door to his room*</content>
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