“Ah… thank you, Hattori-san.” There was no way to disguise the tint of heated embarrassment or surprise on his face. Nor was there any action fast enough to cover what had already been seen to any degree of effectiveness. No, it was too late for that and the Osakan was already leaving. So Hakuba rubbed the side of his neck and wondered, yet again, how it was that he had gotten himself into such a predicament that he would /have/ to use Heiji’s shower. God. What was becoming of his life?

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((OOC Note to self: need to do icon edits so we have some blushyba and nakedba available. Yesgood.))