Reading

[Evan]

Evan entered the teacher's lounge, glancing around a moment to see that it was empty. He closed his eyes a moment to take in a breath, finally finding a silent place. He walked across the room to a couch at the wall and sat down, pulling out a book and flipping to the page his bookmark held.

He had been reading through the works of Ernest Hemingway, a sort of research for his English classes that he was preparing to teach. He greatly enjoyed reading almost anything but often had a hard time finding the perfect quiet place to just sit and read.

[Sven]

Of course, no place is perfectly quiet when you have an overly childish adult tracking your every move. A pair of glasses shines as someone peeks from the door, and before anything else happened, the idiotic battle-cry is echoing, "EVIEKINS~!!!"

A black-haired spectacled somebody ran towards Evan, hands outstretched for a hug as he dash. A rather adorable smile is plastered on the figure's face, which then turns out to be Anthony's. "I MISSES YOU~~~!!!!" The teacher then throws himself on the couch, hands still expanded to hug his childhood companion...

[Evan]

Evan just pressed a hand swiftly forward as Anthony jumped toward him, landing a mass of force heavily into his chest with enough pressure to knock him back at least a few feet.

"Go away, Anthony." He said sternly, his eyes never leaving his book as he continued reading.

[Sven]

"Waaaa~!!" Anthony flew off in the air, landing on the floor butt first. "Well, you're in a good mood today, my glasses didn't fall off." He stated, blinking at the person in front of him. After standing up, Anthony dusts himself with a blank smile plastered on his face, his glasses shining as he did so.

The pervert then made his way towards Evan, ignoring his request, "Aww, come on, Eviekins. Really, I do miss you after we parted. We shared our whole childhood together, ne??" He slumped himself beside Evan, glasses foggy still. So, Anthony took it off, And took his time rubbing it with his tie.

"I can't believe you really HAVE become a teacher..."

[Evan]

Evan tried to ignore Anthony as he began to think the book aloud in his thoughts, trying to absorb himself in it instead of the annoying childish 'teacher' sitting next to him. All he wanted was some peace and quiet to read though of course he couldn't ever achieve that.

[Sven]

"THAT WON'T WORK...!" Anthony yelled at his companion's purple ear, almost singing it with his tone, "I can hear you LOUD AND CLEAR...AND THE BOOK WON'T WORK~" The spectacled man can't help it, when it comes to people similar to Evan, he just loves teasing them to no end. Maybe their annoyance is amusing him. Truthfully, he didn't even use his telepathy, but it's just so easy to figure out what a person is doing when you have lived over a decade with him.

"Say. Eviekins, I have a question." Anthony pondered out loud suddenly, his usual trait when around one of his two favorite people, "Do you really truly like teaching these kids...? I mean, for real? Not because out of respect for your teacher or something."

[Evan]

Evan's eyebrow twitched down slightly, though he continued to quietly read his book. "You should be asking yourself that." He said in his strong tone after a moment, focusing back in his book again.

[Sven]

"Ah, I already figured out my answer." Anthony grins, revealing his teeth. He turns his attention to the table at the one side of the wall, seeing plastic cups and a pot of tea there. Using only his eyes and telekinesis, a floating cup of tea made its way to his fingers.

"Come on, Eviekins. I'm trying to start a fairly serious conversation here. Not every lifetime I did this, eh?"

[Evan]

"You and serious don't seem to match." Evan joked in his stern tone still, not looking up from his book. "If you're reason for teaching is the young girls here, I will have to kill you. I cannot allow that sort of behavior." He said strongly as he still focused on reading his book.

[Sven]

Anthony blew his tea calmly as he listens to his senior, "Well now, you don't know that for sure, Eviekins. If there's one thing you can't do, is to read my mind." He shot Evan a rather pleasant glance, "Who knows? I might even have a noble reason behind my mask."

He sips his tea, fully contented and calm, "Now Eviekins...you haven't answer my question yet. Please?" Anthony smiled at Evan, trying his very best to actually be serious for once.

[Evan]

Evan simply ignored Anthony again, trying to focus on his book. He only had a few short days left to finish reading all of these books and still had a couple more to go. He wasn't about to start telling Anthony things he really felt or thought. He may not have been strongest in mind reading, but he held a pretty firm guard over his own mind when he focused enough, which was what he did right now.

[Sven]

"Ahh fine..." Anthony sighed with a smile, sipping his tea slowly. His glasses fogged up because of the steam. Then, he slowly turned to Evan, that stupid smile back on him, "Since you wasted my good intention, I shall waste your time."

The spectacled teacher then pulls his legs up and snuggled beside Evan, resting his head on the cat-demon's shoulder. "Ahh... We look gayish, don't we?"

[Evan]

"Why don't you go bother Katja instead." Evan said in a stern, hard voice as he focused on reading, not bothering to pay attention to the person he wanted so much to beat off of him. "At least she pretends to like you." He threw in just to be mean.

[Sven]

"Yeah, I know..." Anthony grinned, cupping the hot tea in his palms as he kept snuggling close to Evan, "But you're not feigning you hate me, so I rather stay close with you, sempai." He had the tiniest grin on his face as he did, remembering what he used to call Evan when they're young...

"Hahah, I'm gaying up the room, eh?"[/b]

[Evan]

Evan shoved his shoulder somewhat, jerking at Anthony to try and move him away a bit. He stayed focused on his book, not bothering to answer the immature and perverted teacher that sat beside him.