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senashenta) wrote2004-10-13 04:03 am
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Buying Some Dust...
I've had my degus (Bedrock & Granite) for about four years now (I believe), and only now am I finding out that they should be supplied with dust for dust bathing--like you would do for a chinchilla. =_=;; I just read that in a pet magazine that I got when I took Tri and Neko to the vet last month...
Supposedly, dust bathing is good for them. I should let them do it once every couple of days or so. And because I love all my little furry friends and I want them all to be as happy and healthy as possible, I will be going out and buying dust for them ASAP.
...yup.
Now!
It was nearly nine o'clock in the morning when the door creaked open and Nazoko poked her head into the apartment that she shared with her sister and their best friend. Orange eyes flitted around, looking for one or the other of her roommates; at that time in the morning, Miru should have been up for hours and was probably gone already, off trying to find something to entertain herself until their classes started, at ten thirty. Nozomi, she figured, would just be falling out of bed, if she was even awake at all--so hopefully no one would see her sneaking in.
The door closed behind her with a quiet creak, and she headed for her bedroom, ponytail swaying behind her.
It wasn't like Nazoko Kou to come sneaking in at the crack of dawn--she was more responsible than that... then again, she found herself doing more more things that could be considered irresponsible as of late, and this was only one of them. In her mind, though, she was attempting to justify the night before with the thought that she hadn't actually been out all night...
I was inside... I just wasn't in my own room...
The thought and what it hinted at almost made her blush, and she raised a hand to rub at one of her cheeks absently.
The truth was that she had spend the night with Hide... and if Nozomi ever caught wind of that fact, she would never hear the end of it. She was fairly sure that her sister had at least a vague idea of how intimate she was with him, but if she actually had proof--or what she thought was proof, anyway--Nazoko would very quickly find herself in trouble.
Giggling, squealing, annoying trouble.
She hoped to get in, change into new clothes, and get back out without anyone noticing.
"Nazoko-chan."
"Ah!" Surprised, she squeaked something almost indignant, and clamped a hand over her own mouth. "Miru-chan!"
The other girl, who was seated in the living room, reading over a thick, heavy novel--which she had probably borrowed from Josei--giggled softly, eyebrows lifting a bit. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Aha... I'm fine..." Nazoko couldn't help sweatdropping slightly as she waved one hand in Miru's direction. "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't come home last night." Miru's lips were quirking amusedly. "I had to convince Nozomi-chan not to launch a search party for you... I figured you and Hide-sama had gone out to a club or something."
"A club? Uh, yeah..."
"Or not?" A shrug, and Miru's beige hair shifted when she turned her eyes back to the book in her lap, a knowing expression on her face. "Well... that's what I told Nozomi-chan, anyway... she's still in bed, if you wanted to grab a shower and get changed." A pause, and green eyes flicked up toward her again; "you're looking a bit wrinkled, Nazoko-chan."
She couldn't help the blush that colored her cheeks, a flare of bright red that almost matched her hair. "I--I wasn't--"
"You were too." A chuckle, and Miru turned the page in her novel. "Just don't let Nozomi-chan see that ring, or you'll be done for."
"My--"
Her eyes shifted downward, catching on the silver and red of the ring she was wearing.
The ring was a new development... something Hide had given her only the night before, and part of the reason that she hadn't come home. It was hard for her to believe that they had come so far in their relationship, but... well, there it was. A silver band, highlighted with rubies, worn on her ring finger. A promise of much more to come.
Gods, they had even discussed having children, when they were both ready.
"Omedetou ne, Nazoko-chan."
"I--"
"Omedetou for what?" The third voice made her jump again, and before she could turn around, a familiar orange-haired head was leaning over her shoulder, bright red eyes flitting straight down to her hand and-- "HAAA!!" Nazoko was spun around, her hand jerked up so Nozomi could look at it more closely, before she could even say a word; "Nazoko, this is a ring!"
Nazoko tried to take her hand back, but her sister would have none of it. "Tell me something I don't know." Her tone was a bit defensive, a lot embarassed.
"This is an engagement ring!"
The pitch to Nozomi's voice was raising. The girl was about to start squealing.
"And you didn't come home last night! I knew it! I KNEW IT!"
"Nozomi-chan..."
The slightly-younger twin continued to hold onto her sister's hand, bouncing slightly in her excitement, squealing softly. Over on the couch, Miru was giggling under her breath, giving Nazoko a sympathetic-but-amused look out of the corner of one eye, and Nazoko was almost glaring back at her--she wasn't helping. At. All.
Nazoko jerked her hand back, rubbing at her wrist a bit. "Nozomi, leave me alone."
"Heehee! I'm getting a brother-in-law!"
"No-Nozomi!"
"And neices and nephews!"
Her face flushed terribly again, Nazoko shoved her sister away. "Nozomi, shut up, shut up!"
"I'm only telling the truth!"
"...urusei."
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"
"Naaaaaaaaa~" Nazoko made a break for the stairs, heading for her room as quickly as she could. "I have to go... I'm taking a nap."
"Because you didn't get much sleep last night, Na~zo~ko!"
If Nozomi hadn't scrambled frantically for the kitchen, she would have been clocked firmly in the head--when Nazoko grabbed a candle from the nearby bookshelves and flung it at her.
Nazoko just flings things at Nozomi a lot, doesn't she? ^^;;;
Supposedly, dust bathing is good for them. I should let them do it once every couple of days or so. And because I love all my little furry friends and I want them all to be as happy and healthy as possible, I will be going out and buying dust for them ASAP.
...yup.
Now!
It was nearly nine o'clock in the morning when the door creaked open and Nazoko poked her head into the apartment that she shared with her sister and their best friend. Orange eyes flitted around, looking for one or the other of her roommates; at that time in the morning, Miru should have been up for hours and was probably gone already, off trying to find something to entertain herself until their classes started, at ten thirty. Nozomi, she figured, would just be falling out of bed, if she was even awake at all--so hopefully no one would see her sneaking in.
The door closed behind her with a quiet creak, and she headed for her bedroom, ponytail swaying behind her.
It wasn't like Nazoko Kou to come sneaking in at the crack of dawn--she was more responsible than that... then again, she found herself doing more more things that could be considered irresponsible as of late, and this was only one of them. In her mind, though, she was attempting to justify the night before with the thought that she hadn't actually been out all night...
I was inside... I just wasn't in my own room...
The thought and what it hinted at almost made her blush, and she raised a hand to rub at one of her cheeks absently.
The truth was that she had spend the night with Hide... and if Nozomi ever caught wind of that fact, she would never hear the end of it. She was fairly sure that her sister had at least a vague idea of how intimate she was with him, but if she actually had proof--or what she thought was proof, anyway--Nazoko would very quickly find herself in trouble.
Giggling, squealing, annoying trouble.
She hoped to get in, change into new clothes, and get back out without anyone noticing.
"Nazoko-chan."
"Ah!" Surprised, she squeaked something almost indignant, and clamped a hand over her own mouth. "Miru-chan!"
The other girl, who was seated in the living room, reading over a thick, heavy novel--which she had probably borrowed from Josei--giggled softly, eyebrows lifting a bit. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"Aha... I'm fine..." Nazoko couldn't help sweatdropping slightly as she waved one hand in Miru's direction. "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't come home last night." Miru's lips were quirking amusedly. "I had to convince Nozomi-chan not to launch a search party for you... I figured you and Hide-sama had gone out to a club or something."
"A club? Uh, yeah..."
"Or not?" A shrug, and Miru's beige hair shifted when she turned her eyes back to the book in her lap, a knowing expression on her face. "Well... that's what I told Nozomi-chan, anyway... she's still in bed, if you wanted to grab a shower and get changed." A pause, and green eyes flicked up toward her again; "you're looking a bit wrinkled, Nazoko-chan."
She couldn't help the blush that colored her cheeks, a flare of bright red that almost matched her hair. "I--I wasn't--"
"You were too." A chuckle, and Miru turned the page in her novel. "Just don't let Nozomi-chan see that ring, or you'll be done for."
"My--"
Her eyes shifted downward, catching on the silver and red of the ring she was wearing.
The ring was a new development... something Hide had given her only the night before, and part of the reason that she hadn't come home. It was hard for her to believe that they had come so far in their relationship, but... well, there it was. A silver band, highlighted with rubies, worn on her ring finger. A promise of much more to come.
Gods, they had even discussed having children, when they were both ready.
"Omedetou ne, Nazoko-chan."
"I--"
"Omedetou for what?" The third voice made her jump again, and before she could turn around, a familiar orange-haired head was leaning over her shoulder, bright red eyes flitting straight down to her hand and-- "HAAA!!" Nazoko was spun around, her hand jerked up so Nozomi could look at it more closely, before she could even say a word; "Nazoko, this is a ring!"
Nazoko tried to take her hand back, but her sister would have none of it. "Tell me something I don't know." Her tone was a bit defensive, a lot embarassed.
"This is an engagement ring!"
The pitch to Nozomi's voice was raising. The girl was about to start squealing.
"And you didn't come home last night! I knew it! I KNEW IT!"
"Nozomi-chan..."
The slightly-younger twin continued to hold onto her sister's hand, bouncing slightly in her excitement, squealing softly. Over on the couch, Miru was giggling under her breath, giving Nazoko a sympathetic-but-amused look out of the corner of one eye, and Nazoko was almost glaring back at her--she wasn't helping. At. All.
Nazoko jerked her hand back, rubbing at her wrist a bit. "Nozomi, leave me alone."
"Heehee! I'm getting a brother-in-law!"
"No-Nozomi!"
"And neices and nephews!"
Her face flushed terribly again, Nazoko shoved her sister away. "Nozomi, shut up, shut up!"
"I'm only telling the truth!"
"...urusei."
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"
"Naaaaaaaaa~" Nazoko made a break for the stairs, heading for her room as quickly as she could. "I have to go... I'm taking a nap."
"Because you didn't get much sleep last night, Na~zo~ko!"
If Nozomi hadn't scrambled frantically for the kitchen, she would have been clocked firmly in the head--when Nazoko grabbed a candle from the nearby bookshelves and flung it at her.
Nazoko just flings things at Nozomi a lot, doesn't she? ^^;;;
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Hiro: Well he has the right to worry...*shakes his head* She doesn't know it, but Saya-chan is good-looking...
I see.^^ Looks cute. What's her hair and eye colors?
Sayaka: Scandalous on whoose definition, Niichan? ^_~
Iruma: *sighs and shakes his head*
Kenta: Maaa...You'll get into trouble, Sayaka. *chuckling vaguely, shaking his head*
Hiro: Sou...
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Her hair is browny-red (more red than brown) but I haven't decided what color her eyes should be. Hmm... what do you think?
Tetsuya: Scandaous by my definition, Sayaka. *eyes her* If I have to beat the boys back with a stick, you're showing too much skin, okay?
Sumire: *gigglesnort* Maaaa... >^-^;;
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Kenta: *chuckles* Sou, sou.^^ Sayaka-chan isn't a girl. She's a force of nature.^^
Hm...Jade-green I think? *shrugs* I don't really know...
Sayaka: *giggles softly* All right, all right. No super-short skirts or anything like that, okay. I get it, Niichan.^^
Iruma: *shakes his head again*
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Green would work, I guess. ^^ That's Miku's eye color, isn't it?
Tetsuya: Good. *sighs* Last time was too much for me... and you practically gave Tousan a heart attack when you came home and he saw what you were wearing. =_=;;
Sumire: Let's go, let's go! >^-^
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Kenta: Not like he's going to marry Saya-chan now ne?^^
Hiro: *sighs, shaking his head* Stop giving him images, Kenta...
Yep.^^ Hunter green...Maaa...Poor Yasuo.^^;;
Sayaka: I'll be good.^_~
Iruma: Yare, yare...*shakes his head, looking to Tetsuya wearily* I'll keep an eye on her...
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Cool. Green, then. ^^; Naaaa... Yasuo doesn't freak out like Dekiru would, though. ^^;;;
Tetsuya: *eyebrows raise* Good luck on that, Iruma. *chuckles softly* Thanks, though...
Sumire: >^-^
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Kenta: I think it's kind of funny, but I'll stop I think yeah...^^;
I'm sure.^^;; Yasuo'd probably just stare and make a few comments and shake his head. Dekiru would stare and demand what in the seven hells Sumire was wearing.^^;;
Iruma: Aa...*nods, shakes his head* She's trouble, I know...
Sayaka: Mou. *pouts* I don't need a babysitter...
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Basically... I think Sachi would be the one who had to deal with it, or maybe Tetsuya. Yasuo would be like "uh..." and just completely blank out. ^^;;; *gigglesnort* And Sumire would be going "what am I wearing? Clothing, Chichihue! Na, don't be silly!" >^-^<
Tetsuya: A lot of trouble sometimes... *SIGHS*
Sumire: Come on, come on! Maaaa... *pokes Iruma* Saya-chan and I'll be good, so let's just go! ^^
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Hiro: *SIGHS again, shaking his head*
Sachi would be scandalized, I think.^^;; She'd just be looking at her shocked and scandalized and asking if she knew that she was wearing practically nothing.^^; *sniggers* I'm sure Dekiru would have a lot to say to Sumire about that...^^;;
Iruma: Aa...
Sayaka: Let's goooooo~! *tugging on Iruma* Takeru-kun's somewhere with cute clothes!^^
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I think Sachi would be okay... she would freak out, but I can see her being scandalized to a certain extent, yeah. ^^;;; Like I said, Yasuo would just stare blankly. I guess Tetsuya's probably the one that would deal with it...
Sumire: Come on, come on! Maaaa~! >^-^
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Hiro: *eyeing him warily*
*chuckles* Tetsuya's such a good brother, really.^^
Iruma: Yare, yare...*nods to Tetsuya-tachi and walks off*
Sayaka: *waves at Tetsuya* I'll be good, really.^^ Ja!^_~ Kenta-san, Hiro-san byeeeeeeeeee!!
Kenta: *waving* ^^
Hiro: Be careful ne?
Sayaka: I will.^^
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Na, he is. ^^ He takes care of her when he can. ^_~
Sumire: Na, wait up~! *giggles, skipping after Iruma* Jaaaaa neeee~
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Kenta: And there they go. To get outfitted by Takeru...
Hiro: *shakes his head* I do hope Iruma manages to keep his promise...
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Tetsuya: *sighs* This could be bad, regardless of Iruma's intentions...
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Kenta: Well...At least he has good intentions of trying to keep them in line.^^;;
Hiro: I doubt he'd be enough to control them...
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Hiro: *shakes his head* Good luck to whoever marries her in the future...
*sniggers*
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Poor Hansa... ^^;;;
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Kenta: *chuckles softly*
He'll be okay.^^;;
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I know he will... but still. ^^;;;
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Hiro: *chuckles softly, looking to Kenta* Depends on what you find annoying I suppose...
Yeah, still.^^;;
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^^;
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Hiro: Of course you do. *snorts softly, chuckling softly* You spoil her, Kenta...
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Hiro: *shakes his head* Bad, bad Kenta...
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