All's Fair.

[azurelunatic]

Walked Darkside out to his car to pick up his books for Networking class. It was nearly time for class when we got back to the room (he'd been smacking me with the Linux book) but instead of sitting down at his desk like a good little fayoumis, he came back to the door to chat with me.

"Don't you have class?" I asked him, the same thing he asks me when I hang around too long with him right before the bell's about to ring.

"Of course I do," he said. "What about you?"

"I'm not a class 4 laser," I said, "because I don't set fire to things. I'm not a class 3 laser, because you can look at me without hurting your eyes."

Darkside took my head in his hands and began examining it for markings. "Ah," he said. "You're crazy! Says so right here!"

As he turned around to go back to class, his ass was just such a tempting target... so of course I kicked it.

He turned, punched. Light blow, of course. Friendly. Hit me in the breast, right square on the nipple.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to hit there. I was aiming right..." he punched at my stomach "...here."

"All's-fair-in-love-and-war," I said.

I smiled at him and left.

Many of his punches at me today have been hitting that general area, but that was the first time he noticed.