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    "Hey, Iguro," Sanemi said, "It's normal to think of a man as pretty, right?"

    His chopsticks gripping the edge of his kelp, still on course towards his mouth, Iguro glanced at Shinazugawa questioningly. "Shinazugawa," he stated, "What are you talking about?"

    A faint warmth crept up Sanemi's neck, and he ducked his head down to ignore it. "Whatever. Forget it."

    "No, no," Iguro rested his chopsticks on the edge of his bowl, dropping the kelp back into it. He demanded, "What was that? Who do you find pretty?"

    "I said forget it, you ass! I don't find anyone pretty!" Sanemi angrily jabbed his chopsticks into his udon, but it was a stupid attempt to mask his flushed face. Iguro already saw it as he perked his head up to insult him.

    ~~~

    Sanemi should hate the color blue.

    It reminds him of ocean-colored eyes, of long, messy, raven-colored hair.

    It reminds of the one person he despises.

    But he finds the color comforting, for some shit reason.

    Okay, when the fuck did Tomioka become attractive?

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