Isumi Team Battle Drabble Post

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There are going to be lots of ways to earn points this month, many of which won't involve writing stories at all, but it's not a team battle without a Drabble Prompts Post!

You can earn points by:
- Prompting a prompt that involves Isumi - 1 point (don't worry about putting your team names down - I'll match from the sign up post.)
(you can leave other prompts, just they won't count for points.)
- all fills are worth - 3points

With the following bonuses:
- extra 2 points if your fill goes over 500 words.
- extra 5 points if your fill involves Isumi!

You don't have to be part of a team to participate - but we'd love to have you join in!

Sign up for a team here!

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[qem_chibati]

Isumi/Le Ping - the newer model

[tuuli-chan.livejournal.com]

Isumi was lying peacefully on his bed, leafing through a crumpled Go Weekly magazine, one that had appeared just when they left to China and which Yang Hai had kindly found for him from somewhere, when the door suddenly banged open and Le Ping stormed inside. The intensity in the boy's eyes was as great as in his most important games, when he truly bothered to concentrate on what he was doing and didn't just fool around. Isumi looked at him in surprise as he dropped to sit on Yang Hai's bed, crossing his legs and arms, and fixed his glare at the older boy. Isumi lowered the magazine, sat up and opened his mouth to ask what was wrong.

"I've made my mind," Le Ping announced before he got a word out. "This'll have to end."

Isumi blinked, quite confused. "What will have to end?"

"You!" An accusing finger pointed at him. "You talking all the time about that Waya!"

Isumi blinked again. "He is my best friend - back home," he added, as the other boy's expression darkened. "Am I not allowed to talk about my friends?"

"Best friend, for sure," Le Ping muttered under his breath. "Waya this and Waya that, all the time it's just Waya Waya Waya... do other people keep on blabbering about their best friends like that? Whatever!" he exclaimed when Isumi was about to protest that he didn't talk about Waya that much. (Surely he didn't, did he?) "Okay, so maybe you can talk about him if you must. But at least stop comparing me to him all the time."

His gaze locked with Isumi's, and the older boy found himself quite at a loss of words, taken aback by the sheer anger in those blazing eyes. "Well, I guess... that is, if you..."

"I mean, what am I?!" Le Ping cut him off again, waving his arms angrily, and Yang Hai's pants that had been lying on the bed went flying. "Some kind of a copy? A backup? A new model? Waya 2.1?"

"Okay, okay!" Isumi raised his hands soothingly. "I get it. I'm sorry, I never meant to offend you."

Le Ping snorted, arms again crossed on his chest, and the pout on his face brought Waya so vividly into Isumi's mind that to hide his confusion he bent down to pick Yang Hai's pants up from the floor and threw them back on the bed. Shooting an awkward glance at the still quite grumpy-looking small boy he cleared his throat self-consciously and stood up.

"Hey, if you're not doing anything, why don't we go out for a chance? I'll buy you an ice-cream or something."

"Yeah!" Le Ping jumped up, bad humor instantly forgotten, his face turning into one big grin. A new Waya model? Isumi found himself pondering as he followed the boy out of the room. I wonder if there's been any improvements, passed through his mind, and then he mentally kicked himself for thinking such bad thoughts.



(Hahah, that'd seem to be 501 words. xD)

[onkoona]

Hihi!
Just love little Le Ping; not afraid to boldly blab where others would keep quiet.

[tuuli-chan.livejournal.com]

"To boldly blab where others would keep quiet..." Love that. xD

[qem_chibati]

\o/ Aww this is adorable the two of them together!

[tuuli-chan.livejournal.com]

^^ Thanks.