waitsforbrother | The roaring twenties was definitely not quiet

Who: Kamui and anyone disrupting his peace and quiet
Where: His apartment complex or even outside it.
Style: First, third, or either
Status: Open

Kamui would have stayed at the office, but that place was too stifling. He only stayed there when he really had to, but he tried not to be around his father's things. Even if he had used the office years after his father's passing, Kamui still kept it the same. And whenever, someone would try to change something, he was already flipping out. His father's office was one of the few things he had of the other, so he tried his best to keep in the same likeness as the other.

But Kamui found the place suffocating at times. It made him nervous to be there. He didn't know how to explain the anxiety he felt, but he knew it was real enough for him to be in a hurry to leave.So, Kamui decided to finish his work in the comforts of his own home. Sure it wasn't as quiet as his father's office, but he had his way of dealing with the nuisances that tried to threaten his sleep or his productivity. So as soon as he came in he decided to sit down and do just that. Work. Daring anyone to interrupt him.

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Fuuma can't, at least, annoy him for the moment: he just finished one of his casual jobs and will need at least five more minutes to be back.
And it means...

"Meow?"
Hello unknown person who lives in the misterious world behind the wall, Cat heard you and now he wants his crunchies! Oh, come on, why don't you come here to feed him? And to play with him too? Beware his determination, stranger, Osaka's going to assault the enemy wall and call your name until you come to play with him.

Taking notes, Kamui was diligently looking over some more reports regarding the progress of another project his company had going on. This time it was some kind of restoration project. He was on a good streak, until he heard something on the other side of his wall. He turned in the direction wondering if he heard something, but soon shrugged it off and went back to work. It had to be his imagination.

No, it wasn't your imagination, stranger, and the newest member of Fuuma's family (And the only one) will now start mewing until you pay him attention: Osaka starts rasping the wall calling as loud as he can. Where is his owner? Where are you?
Anyway Fuuma's almost home, the cat should shut up once he arrives. Maybe.

The mewls caused Kamui to look back over at the wall. The distinct sounds were easy to make now that they were louder and more persistent. A cat? He hated them, and this was why.They didn't know how to shut up. He tried to ignore it, but the creature could not be drowned out. Suddenly he picked up the nearest object and flung at the wall. Hoping it would silence the annoying beast, so he could get back to work.

Scary, what was that sound? Something hit the wall on the other side and Cat jumped back before realizing that... Oh, happiness, you're cooperating in order to destroy the evil wall! How dares it to stay in the way? Don't worry, he's going to put all his effort in fighting the wall, now.
"Meow!"
Anyway, stranger, you can open the fridge, can't you? Can't you? Because that's all Osaka really needs from you.

"Oh?"
And Fuuma stops, chatting with an old lady on the first landing.

No, kitty, Kamui would rather if the wall stay up and wished it was sound proof. When he realize the cat not relenting, he stood up from his seat and stormed over to the wall. Hitting it with his hand."Be quiet." He hissed.

He then walked over to the door, motivated enough to find out who's apartment this kitty belonged to. When he found that person, they were going to get an earful and maybe a punch to the kisser, if they didn't cooperate.

Mh? What's happening now? What is the stranger doing? What a pity he doesn't understand the human language at all, right? Anyway he's quite confsed by his movements and decides to wait and see what happens.

Fuuma just reached the floor, completely unaware of how loud his new pet can be when he's not home.

Kamui spotted Fuuma getting on to their floor. He watched as the tall guy goes toward the door at the end, the apartment next to his. This bastard must be the owner.

"Hey!" Kamui called out, making his way over to him."Shut that animal up!"

Well, what a glorious first meeting with his new next-door neighbour: Fuuma raised an eyebrow, still smiling, and listening inside his apartment. A single, solitary meow comes from it, Osaka's sitting in front of the door waiting for it to open.

"Ah, certainly this mess didn't let you sleep tonight..." murmured with a very serious expression "Sorry, kid, my tiger tends to spend his time destroying my furniture when I'm not home."

Kamui crossed his arms over his chest, still giving the other a heated look...that was until he said,"...tiger?"

What was he doing with a tiger?! No matter. His "pet" still caused a disturbance and if he couldn't tame his own animal, perhaps he shouldn't have it."You seem fine with your cat doing that to your things. So that's your business, but when it interferes with my work, it becomes my business. Find a way to control him."

Edited 2011-04-27 07:06 (UTC)

"Her name..." Well, not really but... who cares? "You don't really think I could take care of a real tiger in such a small apartment, do you? "

"To control him, mh?" And opened the door, giving the cat the opportunity to walk outside and rub himself against his legs like saying 'papa, I'm so glad you're home, where is my food?'
"I wonder how much such a cute creature can annoy you, especially living in another apartment..."
Anyway when he leans down to caress him, his only raection is trying to scratch his owner: not time for cuddles, human, time for food.

"I don't know you, anything is possible." Kamui remarked as he watched the other open the door for the feline. He watched as the tame kitty, rubbing against the other's legs.

Kamui glared at Fuuma, wondering if he was insulting him or just commenting. Either way, the businessman took offense."You weren't here. You don't know how annoying that meowing was. And I have very important work to do. Just make sure you keep that cat quiet, while I work. Got it?"

The roaring twenties was definitely not quiet

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