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November 06 / Hana Yori Dango / "Post-Its"
Title: Post-Its
Day/Theme: November 06 / Notes on the revelation of an unknown dissident
Series: Hana Yori Dango
Character/Pairing: Makino Tsukushi / Domyouji Tsukasa
Rating: PG-13 (some implications, kinda...)
Notes: I don't own any of the characters from the manga or the anime. Please don't hurt me. My apologies, I've been tardy with two fics already, and I shouldn't be. I'll try to be more on time. ^^;;
One thing Tsukushi hated about staying at the Domyouji Mansion was that it was so huge that she could sometimes get lost and never find Tsukasa. The idea of tying one end of yarn to the doorknob of her room and unwinding the ball of yarn as she went was just as appealing as dropping bread crumbs. (She wondered belatedly if someone would come along and eat the bread crumbs, find her and then help her find her way back to her room.)
She sighed in defeat when she stopped at another long corridor and sagged down to the floor. There was nothing in her pocket save a pen and the thick pad of Post-Its she had bought earlier for school. Muttering from frustration, she took out the pad and pen and began scribbling a note down, peeling off the yellow slip of paper and sticking it on a wall.
Domyouji, you're such a PRICK.
An hour and seventy-five notes later, Tsukasa hustled Makino back to his room to prove that he was NOT any of what she had written on those Post-Its he had discovered.
Day/Theme: November 06 / Notes on the revelation of an unknown dissident
Series: Hana Yori Dango
Character/Pairing: Makino Tsukushi / Domyouji Tsukasa
Rating: PG-13 (some implications, kinda...)
Notes: I don't own any of the characters from the manga or the anime. Please don't hurt me. My apologies, I've been tardy with two fics already, and I shouldn't be. I'll try to be more on time. ^^;;
One thing Tsukushi hated about staying at the Domyouji Mansion was that it was so huge that she could sometimes get lost and never find Tsukasa. The idea of tying one end of yarn to the doorknob of her room and unwinding the ball of yarn as she went was just as appealing as dropping bread crumbs. (She wondered belatedly if someone would come along and eat the bread crumbs, find her and then help her find her way back to her room.)
She sighed in defeat when she stopped at another long corridor and sagged down to the floor. There was nothing in her pocket save a pen and the thick pad of Post-Its she had bought earlier for school. Muttering from frustration, she took out the pad and pen and began scribbling a note down, peeling off the yellow slip of paper and sticking it on a wall.
Domyouji, you're such a PRICK.
An hour and seventy-five notes later, Tsukasa hustled Makino back to his room to prove that he was NOT any of what she had written on those Post-Its he had discovered.