tammaiya | (no subject)

Mum has managed to bully me into going to see Harry Potter with her on Wednesday. I'm apparently going to the Coast for the last time on Friday for four days, which I've only just been informed about and was not consulted at all in regards to. I have work on Thursday. My holidays are slipping between my fingers like so much water. Or perhaps really fine sand. *wince*

Nothing like reviewers to make you feel guilty for inflicting torture upon your own characters; Sammy is apparently a favourite among pretty well everyone, and the general consensus tends to be "Poor Sammy! *huggles* Everything is going to turn out alright, right? RIGHT? *evil glare*" At which point I look shifty because okay, yes, it does, but not before he goes through a whole lot more angst. ^^;

Meanwhile, I continue to struggle through this fic despite the fact that Seishirou and Subaru have gone back to not talking about anything of any consequence whatsoever. I'm almost tempted to force Hokuto between them as some kind of deranged mediator.

Seishirou: *pulls out cigarette* Subaru-kun, got a light?
Hokuto: *to Subaru* He just asked, do you want to shag?
Subaru: H-HOKUTO!
Hokuto: *to Seishirou* He says, it's about bloody time.
Seishirou: *faintly perplexed* ... excuse me?
Hokuto: *to Subaru* Sei-chan wants to know how you feel about Sakura S&M.
Subaru: ... Actually... Wait, I mean-! *turns bright red*
Hokuto: *to Seishirou* Is that clear enough for you?
Seishirou: Yes, thank you, Hokuto-chan. *pointed look*
Hokuto: What? Oh! Right, going. *pause* Don't I at least get to see you snog?
Subaru: *embarrassed glare*
Hokuto: Oh, FINE. Be that way. No gratitude whatsoever, sheesh... Have fun! *leaves to start on Kamui and Fuuma*
And they shagged happily ever after, the end.

It's similarly tempting to just snap and make Seishirou sing the elephant love medley or something. ANYway. *cough*

Back to trying to write this scene. *stares dubiously at fic* Behave. Please?

ETA: Lord save me from the angst of a bitter Subaru. *thunk*

ETA 2: Making them talk to each other is like drawing blood from a stone. Or pulling teeth. Or... you get the picture. *grits teeth* I shall persist! ~~fucking onmyouji.~~

ETA 3: At least the scene is finished, I suppose, but... stupid angsting ARGH. Argh, I say! I should probably be thankful that I still have a story that didn't just resolve itself in a pathetic little piffle, but still. I want to kick them. *sigh*

It's only 3:30, but I'm going to go to bed because no one is online and I am bored, and also because ~~tomorrow is Wednesday and thus my mother's day off~~ hang on, no it's not. It's Tuesday. Hooray! Well, I still want to aim to get up vaguely earlier so that Cori and I can continue the Log That Never Ends. (... it just goes on and on my friends... Dammit, now that's stuck in my head!)