Truthfully speaking, Kyojurou never was particularly fond of your meticulous way with males. The way you'd somehow manage to reel them in close with your hypnotic tone and your graceful motions. He, had learned from first hand experience that this tactic worked quite well.

Though, you'd never catch him complaining straight to your face about it. No. At best, he'd only discuss it secretly with his best friend, Tengen. But it was barely anything to rumor about.

All Kyojuro wanted to do, deep down, was shower you with genuine adoration and affection. Show you how a proper gentleman should handle someone as delicate as you precieved to be at times. Handling you with proper care.

But alas..

He had to settle upon feeling your body against his as he fervently protested against your advances so that he could live up to his respectful manner.

But when you asked him so sweetly with such appalling words that were not found in his proper and formal vocabulary — practically pleading for him to touch you the way he did days prior — how could he possibly formulate the words to refuse you?

But he could only take so much ridicule from the person he yearned for the most as a man with such a respectful manner practically beating off of his demeanor.

"I do not wish to proceed with such casualty any longer! If I am not whom you truthfully desire, do not contact me for such insolent acts any more!"

His loud voice bounced off of each wall within the empty unisex bathroom, arms strict against his sides as he peered down at you through an unreadable expression.