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Kaijifag
Oh well, just go along with it, he thought. It'd be a hell of alot easier that way. " So," he asked, resting an arm on his leg and leaning lazily into his palm, " What is it?"
Takagi opened his mouth to speak, taking a breath as if to go into a long tangent, but then he closed it again. His usual grin began to fade, and he looked thoughtful for a moment. Saiko's eyebrow quirked up. Well...this was a first.
"It's...well, um..." Takagi tried again, only to stop once more. Now Saiko was truely intrigued, if not a bit confused. In the short time he'd known Akito Takagi, the most he knew of him was one thing. He never shut up, and never had nothing to say. A tounge-tied takagi was something he'd never thought possible.
Saiko muffled a chuckle with his hand. Takagi didn't hear it though, as he had already stood up and started pacing the ground, hand on chin and mumbling to himself in thought.So Saiko watched on in intrest for about five mintues, as a Takagi in thought was somewhat like watching a schizophrenic off their medication.
And then finally.....
" Ah, I see!" Takagi said loudly to himself finally, pounding a fist into his palm like a period to the thought in his mind. He walked back over to Saiko, whom had layed back already watching the clouds, and sat in front of him. Saiko slowly got up, leaning on his palm like he had earlier, and waited for Takagi to finally continue.
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