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Post by engel on Feb 24, 2008 22:25:16 GMT -5
Bill glared at his sidekick as he finished reading the text message from his brother. Sighing, he tossed it on the floor and pouted. He wanted to know what was up with Tom and was hoping that maybe he'd tell him. Also, it had been a while since he'd seen Tom and he missed him, not to mention the fact that he kinda wanted to tell him about Ryuu.
As he sat waiting for Tom, he had to wonder just how he was going to get what he wanted to know out of him. He knew his brother could be incredibly stubborn and would put up a fight if he was in the mood. And by the sound of the voicemail and texts he'd received, he was in one of those moods. Closing his eyes, he curled up on his bed to wait.
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Post by reden on Feb 24, 2008 22:33:47 GMT -5
Swearing under his breath, Tom closed his phone and stuffed it in his pocket. He'd been doing so well with avoiding Bill and although he knew he didn't have to go talk to him, he also knew that Bill wouldn't let it go if he didn't. He left his room and quickly made his way to Bill's. It took him a minute to remember which one was his but once he did, he pushed to door open, not caring about knocking first.
Upon entering, he saw Bill curled up on the bed and rolled his eyes. By the looks of it, he was upset and he'd now have to do the twin thing, which up until lately he wouldn't have minded doing. Walking to the edge of the bed, he pushed the mattress lightly with his foot. "What's wrong now?" he asked as he sat himself on Bill's bed.
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Post by engel on Feb 24, 2008 22:43:22 GMT -5
Bill jumped when his mattress moved and grinned when he sat up and saw Tom standing there. His grin quickly faded, however, when Tom spoke and he rolled his eyes dramatically. "Hello to you, too." he snapped, glaring lightly while ignoring the comment.
He watched Tom sit on his bed and clenched his jaw, turning his attention to his nails, which he noticed really needed to be redone. As he contemplated whether to just go for black, or if he should do French tips again, he also wondered how to ask Tom what was up without getting his head ripped off. After a minute, he decided to wait, hoping maybe Tom would lighten up some.
"I have something I want to tell you," he stated, getting up and walking over to where he kept his nailpolish and remover. He grabbed it quickly, along with a handful of cotton balls, and headed back toward his bed.
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Post by reden on Feb 24, 2008 22:50:11 GMT -5
Tom looked around the room and ignored the venom in Bill's voice. He watched him pick at his nails and couldn't help as the he's such a girl thoughts entered his head. They were both silent and Tom was just hoping that Bill would get to the point quickly so he could go back to lazing around and talking to his friends from back home.
"Ja, Bill, I know. You told me that when you called.." he trailed off, watching as Bill got off the bed and grabbed his nail stuff before sitting back down. "Do you have to do that now?" he asked; he was starting to incredibly irritated by Bill and felt like he was going to snap.
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Post by engel on Feb 24, 2008 22:56:18 GMT -5
Bill grabbed a cotton ball and covered it in nailpolish remover before carefully running it over his nail. He glared up at Tom and continued to ignore his comments. He really had no clue what was up with him, but he was just about sick of it. Moving to the next finger, he decided to just continue. However, as he was about to speak he stopped. Was it even a good idea to tell Tom that he was kinda-sorta dating his room mate, and that they'd slept together. Taking a deep breath, he chose to just go for it.
"I'm dating Ryuu, you know. Well, kinda. It's.. yeah..." he trailed off, deciding against saying it was official. After all, if he'd claimed that it was official he would have been lieing, considering Ryuu refused to say whether or not it was. As he moved threw the cottonball in the garbage, he glanced up to see Tom's reaction; he was really hoping it would be a good one.
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Post by reden on Feb 24, 2008 23:07:19 GMT -5
Tom watched in silence as Bill screwed around with his nails. He noticed Bill start to speak before stopping. Just as he went to yell at him, to beg him to just say what he had to say, he spoke. What came out of his mouth certainly wasn't what he'd expected to hear, and he laughed. He couldn't help himself and he knew Bill would be pissed but he wasn't able to stop himself. After a few minutes passed, his laughter died down and he glanced up at his brother. "Billa, you can't be serious!" he chuckled, "Ryuu doesn't date. I mean, I know you guys had sex, but that's not dating in case you forgot."
Just then, he remembered the Valentines dance; Bill and Ryuu had been there together. The smile quickly turned to a frown and he narrowed his eyes. They could not be dating. It was a horrible idea. He knew that there was no way this was going to end well, if it was true. Turning to Bill, he sighed loudly. "This.. you.. it's not a good idea,” he muttered, making sure to catch Bill’s eye, “You need to break up with him or whatever. Just, finish it.”
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Post by engel on Feb 25, 2008 7:27:21 GMT -5
With wide eyes, Bill watched as Tom laughed and felt the blush creeping over his face. He quickly made sure to look at his nails, and only his nails, for fear of Tom laughing at him again. When his brother finally stopped laughing and spoke, he froze; Tom hadn’t used that nickname in years. It was something he only used when he was completely serious about something. Blushing even more, he looked up and spoke, "How did you know that we.. you know," he muttered, avoiding the word at all costs.
He watched as Tom's face went from amused to pissed and sighed. He knew he wasn't going to like what was coming. “I’m not going to like, break up with him, Tomi. I really like him.. well, sometimes I can’t stand him, but still!” he exclaimed, glaring lightly out of the corner of his eye, “Whatever happened to ‘As long as you’re happy, it doesn’t matter?’”
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Post by reden on Feb 25, 2008 11:31:56 GMT -5
“Ryuu told me, he left me a voicemail afterwards,” he smirked and laughed at the blush covering Bill’s face. He knew he was being a bit of an asshole, but he didn’t care. He didn’t want to have to deal with Bill when he got screwed over.
Sighing, he shook his head. From the looks of things, Bill wasn’t about to listen to him. He knew the only thing he could do was wait for it to happen, then pretend to care and pretend to bitch out Ryuu. “The ‘as long as you’re happy’ thing doesn’t count when one of us knows the other is going to end up hurt,” he sighed, wishing he could get Bill to understand what a bad idea this whole thing was, “Billa, bitte, hören Sie mir zu. Ich weiß, worüber ich spreche.”
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Post by engel on Feb 25, 2008 12:23:33 GMT -5
Bill reached over to throw out another cottonball, a frown covering his features. He should have known Ryuu would tell Tom, they were roommates after all. Sighing, he reached over and twisted off the top to his black nailpolish, running the brush neatly over one of his nails. He looked up at Tom and blinked back tears. "Sie wissen das nicht," he mumbled, moving on to another nail, "He might not be totally like you.." he trailed off, and wondered if he was maybe trying to convince himself, more so than Tom.
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Post by reden on Feb 25, 2008 19:43:42 GMT -5
Closing his eyes, Tom leaned back on Bill's bed and rubbed his temples. He felt like grabbing his brother and smacking him, shaking him, anything to knock some sense into his stubborn head. Opening his eyes, he got off the bed and walked over to open the window to the room; the smell was starting to give him a headache. As he sat back down next to Bill, he narrowed his eyes. "Fine, Billa. Do what you want, I can't stop you." he snapped, his voice was laced with venom, "But when he fucks you over, don't come crying to me. I won't listen."
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Post by engel on Feb 25, 2008 22:03:10 GMT -5
Bill watched as Tom crossed his room and opened the window. He was surprised he'd forgotten to, considering that was usually the first thing he did before painting his nails. He saw the look his brother was giving him and decided to match it. When Tom snapped at him he sat in shocked silence. He was usually so calm and relaxed, and seeing this side of him was something Bill had always tried to avoid.
"Okay Tom, what the hell is wrong with you?" he asked, his voice low and his eyes filled with anger, "You've been all bitchy and what not with everyone, especially me, so what's up..?"
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Post by reden on Feb 25, 2008 22:25:06 GMT -5
"Nothing's up," Tom muttered, glaring angrily back at Bill. To be honest, he wasn't even sure why he was so annoyed with him. He hadn't done anything wrong, he was just being Bill, but maybe that was it. All the years of having to deal with his whining, diva behavior, coupled with having to leave Germany, had rubbed him the wrong way. Although he wasn't feeling the slightest bit guilty at the moment, he knew that if he said anything too bad, he'd feel horrible about it later.. probably when he was trying to get some sleep.
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Post by engel on Feb 26, 2008 11:07:47 GMT -5
Bill looked at Tom with a look of disbelief covering his features. He sometimes wondered if his brother thought he was stupid. As he stared at him, he shook his head. "Yah, okay, that's crap. You know I won't let this go," he smirked, knowing that if he rambled on enough Tom would probably snap, “because really Tom, I’ll go on and on and follow you around and call and text all the time.. until you finally lose it and tell me what’s going on. So, if you just tell me now then I won't have to waste either of our time.."
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Post by reden on Feb 27, 2008 7:48:35 GMT -5
Closing his eyes, Tom attempted to drown out his brothers rambling voice. When he realized that it wasn't quite working as well as he'd hoped, he clenched his fists and took a deep breath while fighting the sudden urge to just punch Bill in the mouth. Although he knew it was a bad idea, it would probably shut him up; or make him cry like a baby, something Tom didn't feel like putting up with either.
"Will you just shut up? I think you talk just to hear yourself." he muttered through clenched teeth, "I don't think you'd be too happy with what's bothering me, so let it go."
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Post by engel on Mar 3, 2008 7:53:35 GMT -5
"No Tom, I won't shut up," Bill shouted as he got up off his bed and moved to stand in front of Tom, “I don’t care whether or not I’ll like it.. I deserve to know, especially since you’ve been ignoring me for the past couple weeks. It’s not fair.”
Crossing his arms over his chest, he narrowed his eyes and pouted. All he wanted was to know what the hell was up with his brother because when there was something up with Tom, it affected Bill as well. Groaning lightly, he reached over and pulled, hard, on one of his brother’s dreads before re-crossing his arms. At this point, he didn’t care how angry Tom got, he just wanted an answer.
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