teach me to relax [KOHAKU]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

He thought he deserved some rest once in a while, at least a bit of it. He just needed some time to breathe and close his eyes, and while he was never a particular fan of baths, hot springs were quite different. For one, the chance of seeing someone attractive mostly naked went up tenfold, and he appreciated those odds. For another, it was just.. more enjoyable, than a simple bath.. In his opinion, of course. Why he would take someone else's opinion into consideration in his own thoughts was beyond him. Weird.

He was stripped down almost completely, not bothering to wrap a towel around his hair to keep it dry. He didn't care whether it got wet or not. He was in a giant tub, or something like that, so it didn't matter if it got wet. That was part of it, wasn't it? He actually didn't know. This was his first time in this place. Usually, for him, relaxing was an arcade, or a drink with friends.. or four drinks. Either way, it wasn't a giant tub, but.. his curiosity had gotten to him, and he found himself here, alone, soaking in an overly large tub... He'd like a rubber duck. It seemed fitting. He had, instead, a packet of pocky sticks that he nibbled upon, eyes slipping closed as he lounged.

[hazen miller]

spas were not kobaku's style. He much rather be at home with a book and some coffee. Yet here he was. After a certain issue with a certain friend, the you g teacher was given a ticket to this dumb place. They were strange and he was awkward with being bare around large numbers of people he didn't know. Yet he was entering the bathroom, nervously for the moment until he hit the water. It was so warm, relaxing and - oh crap he wasn't alone. Looking over to the side, kobaku's glanced at the you g other male and gave a nervous laugh. 'Hey..there' he was lacking glasses. Hard to recognize the child he actually knew.

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

That was the thing about these places, right? People could just join you without any issue, even people he didn't really want to join him.. That was one thing, but he supposed he didn't mind, unless it was some creeper with a pedo-stach on his upper lip, getting far too close to him for him to be comfortable, half naked and soaked and hot and flushed from the heat itself. He glanced up as another occupant took residence in his small little pool thing, then stopped still. That.. wasn't... no, hell no it wasn't. Was it? "Hey there." He stared at him a bit. Was that..? "Lebara?" Did he come here? Was this weird? Hell no! He was eighteen now. He could look at him legally.

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE It took a moment fro the man to even notice the voice. Looking in the general direction, all he really made out was a blur of a person. Still, ever polite, he offered the other a smile and softly bowed his head. "Good Eveing"". He said this until they spoke his last name. He blinked a bit in surprise, frowning a bit. "Just..Kohaku please. Forgive me, but,I must ask who you are.. my glasses are inside~ My sight these days is close to horrible". Something that the man was far from glad to admit, his eyes were far from what they were as a child. Things were too fuzzy these days. Such a shame. He could only see pretty faces through medically given glass. [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

Will didn't have his glasses either, but his sight didn't seem to be as bad as Kohaku's. It wasn't like he was blind. He recognized his former teacher easily enough; he'd spent a lot of time staring at him, after all, and not just because he was listening.. he was gorgeous. He'd had a bit of a crush on him in school, but.. Well, Ko seemed to keep people at an odd distance. He'd had him for forever it seemed, but he hardly knew much about him. "Sorry~ habit," but when he asked his identity, he saw a rare opportunity.. so he took it. "Your reputation precedes you. A friend knows you, talks a bit about you." He smirked a bit at him, even if he was sure he probably couldn't see it. "So, Kohaku. Do you come here often, half naked with male strangers? All hot and wet, then?" It was meant to be a flirt, but to be honest, he'd never flirted with anyone when it wasn't a joke, and well, he couldn't help but break into small snickers. Ah, hell, he tried.

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE The words earned a laughter from Kohaku. That wasn't what he had expected. "I did not think I had a reputation to proceed in the first place. I am hardly a man worth talking about, more so to a stranger enough to be recognized.." His voice became more gentle and Kohaku eased a bit in the water, slowly shaking his head. Despite the obviously flirtatious attempt in those words, the teacher seemed to not notice them. Rather, perhaps he ignored them. It was more likely the latter with how blunt the boy had been. "No, a gift from a friend. A 'relax for once' ticket, I suppose" [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

"Oh, no, you definitely do.. and there aren't many people with white hair like yours so, you know.. just little things." And he was full of shit, anyway. He was just trying to cover up his lie, make it feasible. The fact that his partially truthful flirt was ignored was.. a bit deterring. Hell, if that one was half real, what'd happen if he was fully serious? How depressing was that? But he just hummed a bit in acknowledgement, tapping his fingers on his knees. "You should take his advice, then. You've always looked tense in your shoulders." He didn't care about the lie anymore, it wasn't like he could flirt with him, and it certainly wasn't like Kohaku would be interested, ever.

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE "Alway have? Really. quite a curious thing for a stranger to say.". He was smirking now, moving closer towards the other as he leaned in close, well, as close as he could without crossing lines. Young. He assumed, from the voice, but closer now and it made much sense. "..Student. You sneaky brat~ ". There was laughter still while he crossed arms over his, for once, bare chest. "Forgive me for being unable to recognize you". [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

It hadn't been a mistake, but Will was regretting the decision to come clean in the first place. Maybe he could have just stayed quiet, but when one shared a bath-like-thing with another man, both half naked and relaxing, it seemed odd not to have at least some conversation. He couldn't stand the silence. Lost in his small thought, he didn't notice Kohaku move closer until he was already up close to him, and he jumped a bit, surprised, pink rising to his cheeks. "I'm not sneaky. I'm just opportunistic." He hesitated, though, when he said he didn't remember him. Though understandable, he hated not being remembered, even when it was understandable. He glanced down at his chest as his arms moved to cross them, and his pink cheeks darkened a bit. Hell, he was pretty, wasn't he? Always had been. He was quiet for a bit, enjoying the laughter a bit. "Havoc. William Havoc."

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE Of course, he remembered him. Quirky redhead from a few years back. He was a cute boy, but always seemed awkward in social situations. Kohaku enjoyed reading his writing, though talking to him was hard - he was distracted and would stare without speaking for quite a time. Probably some attention issues. "Havoc. I remember you - and I have your baby brother as well? He is more shy than you were. Quite a chatterbox as a boy, actually. It was cute though. ..It has been a while. Are you well?". He spoke softer now, sitting beside the small ginger and looking around the fuzzy bathhouse. "Small world" [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

He was reminded a bit of why he didn't want him to know who he was. Kohaku was great, sure, but he treated his students like children, and one thing he hated, was being treated like a child, particularly now, when he wasn't one. "He complains about you, you know. Your affection confuses him." He snorted and glanced away. "I'm fine, yeah. You look good, yourself. Still stressed, though." He smirked and nudged him. "You should listen to your friend.."

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE It was because he remembered William - and he found joy in bullying the younger, shyer brother. Despite not saying any words, he just smirked. Gave a nod of his head and leaned forward towards the water to wet his hands and run his soaked fingers through the white locks and brush them back. In leaning forward, he exposed his inked and scarred back. He wasn't so shamed of the skin at this age. "People make too many assumptions. I merely look such a way. Curse really" [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

He was quiet, wasn't he? Right, relaxing. He hoped he was relaxing. He seemed more relaxed... Was he ruining it? Should he go? He could go. He watched, however, as he leaned forward, and god. It was a combination of emotions, an odd sense of worry for the scars slit across his back and an increased sexual desire rooted in his stomach, and god, it was hard to control. He knew he should turn his head away but he couldn't help but stare, and maybe it was the heat that was going to his head, but he couldn't help himself.. He reached out and touched the skin, right under a scar that caught his eye, and god, he was damn fine, wasn't he? They weren't good scars.. scars from fights, or something worse, not simple ones, maybe an accident... Not a pleasurable thing, but scars were seldom pleasurable. He had only one or two, but they were amusing stories. He didn't see how the scars on his back could be amusing. "Ink, Kohaku? Never pegged you as the type.." But god it was a nice surprice.

[kohaku lebara]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true] [style=width: 238px; height: 20px; background:#C9AF57; margin-bottom:0px; border: 1px solid #96823E; padding-top: 3px; text-align:center; font-family:ms gothic; font-size: 18px; color: #827034;]JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE He was starting to sit up when he felt the touch. Kohaku stiffened for a moment, but allowed the child to touch and feel. It had been a long time since people had touched his scars. Frowning a bit, he kept low, peering through his bangs with his unfocused amber eyes. "Few do". Sitting up now, there was a gently cling of the tags around his neck as they hit against his chest, and the soft splash as he shifted to show his wrists to the other. These sounds were almost louder than the man's voice. It seemed when he wasn't teaching, eh was even more quiet than usual. What he showed the other was his wrists, inked as well with foreign word s- Japanese kanji's. The meaning kept to himself. [/style]

[WILLIAM HAVOC]

He was quite quiet, wasn't he? Did he not want to talk? Should William stop? He hesitated and looked back at his back as he trailed his smaller fingertips against the skin, before Kohaku leaned back again. He withdrew his hand and pulled his knees to his chest, setting his hands around them. "Makes sense, though. Most people have at least one tattoo, especially people as outgoing as you. Dunno why.." He looked at his wrists as he was shown, brow furrowing. "Damn," he tsked, "I knew I should pay attention more in Japanese.." He looked up again.. then looked down. "Kohaku," he paused, "Do you have a lot of friends?"