The information about Kise's team captain and the kind of music Kise likes gets filed away, but there's one particular tidbit that catches Shuu's attention. Idol stuff?
He turns his head and lifts his brow, sending Kise a suspicious look. Is this person an idol otaku like a certain teammate of his? No, given that Kise also purports to care about other types of music, that's probably not the case.
When Kise finishes talking Shuu's eyes drift down to the drink menu. This place sure does offer a variety of sugary drinks. In restaurants and cafes Shuu usually goes for tea. He never drunk soda too much as a kid and hasn't had it in a long time. But if that's the kind of drink people usually have at karaoke, maybe it wouldn't hurt to get it.
He'll put that thought on hold for now, since Kise is trying to show him how to work the karaoke machine. Shuu leans in, watching the other boy's fingers move across the screen. It seems easy enough to operate, but what he really wonders about is the song selection. He skims down the list of titles, trying to find a song he recognizes, but nothing's ringing any bells, even though he did his research before coming here. Thankfully, Kise is up first, so he doesn't need to choose one right now; all he has to do is sit back, relax, and give Kise his undivided attention.
It doesn't prove to be very difficult. Kise is so bright and so exuberant that it's hard not to look at him. From the moment he picks up the microphone, he exudes a bold sort of confidence, performing the song rather than merely singing it. His singing voice sounds good, as far as Shuu can tell, but that's almost an afterthought. When someone's this captivating to watch, everything else just sort of falls to the wayside.
Shuu, who's always been quiet and unexpressive, probably couldn't put on a performance like that if he tried.
Throughout the entire song, Shuu watches with rapt attention; his violet eyes never leave Kise's face. It's probably enough to make the average person self-conscious, especially when his stare is so unemotional. But some of Shuu's feelings do show on his face: his eyes are wide, and the look in them is definitely tinged with awe.
The song comes to an end and the room fills with silence. Abruptly, Shuu realizes he doesn't know the proper etiquette here. What are you supposed to do when someone finishes a song—cheer for them? Clap your hands? He'll go with the second one. Shuu brings his hands together for a few awkward smatterings of applause.
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He turns his head and lifts his brow, sending Kise a suspicious look. Is this person an idol otaku like a certain teammate of his? No, given that Kise also purports to care about other types of music, that's probably not the case.
When Kise finishes talking Shuu's eyes drift down to the drink menu. This place sure does offer a variety of sugary drinks. In restaurants and cafes Shuu usually goes for tea. He never drunk soda too much as a kid and hasn't had it in a long time. But if that's the kind of drink people usually have at karaoke, maybe it wouldn't hurt to get it.
He'll put that thought on hold for now, since Kise is trying to show him how to work the karaoke machine. Shuu leans in, watching the other boy's fingers move across the screen. It seems easy enough to operate, but what he really wonders about is the song selection. He skims down the list of titles, trying to find a song he recognizes, but nothing's ringing any bells, even though he did his research before coming here. Thankfully, Kise is up first, so he doesn't need to choose one right now; all he has to do is sit back, relax, and give Kise his undivided attention.
It doesn't prove to be very difficult. Kise is so bright and so exuberant that it's hard not to look at him. From the moment he picks up the microphone, he exudes a bold sort of confidence, performing the song rather than merely singing it. His singing voice sounds good, as far as Shuu can tell, but that's almost an afterthought. When someone's this captivating to watch, everything else just sort of falls to the wayside.
Shuu, who's always been quiet and unexpressive, probably couldn't put on a performance like that if he tried.
Throughout the entire song, Shuu watches with rapt attention; his violet eyes never leave Kise's face. It's probably enough to make the average person self-conscious, especially when his stare is so unemotional. But some of Shuu's feelings do show on his face: his eyes are wide, and the look in them is definitely tinged with awe.
The song comes to an end and the room fills with silence. Abruptly, Shuu realizes he doesn't know the proper etiquette here. What are you supposed to do when someone finishes a song—cheer for them? Clap your hands? He'll go with the second one. Shuu brings his hands together for a few awkward smatterings of applause.