Sliding his hands down to Mark's waist he whispered, 'It's okay to love yourself~' It was useless to keep trying to fight back. Ichiban smirked as he gently rubbed Mark's shoulders, easing the tension he had. His insides tingles a bit and it seemed that the butterflies in his stomach were flapping harder than they already were. 'I think I like you~' With that small whisper into his ear, Mark felt his face go hot both inside and out. 'Actually.' He went up to him calmly, not afraid of he would be punched or thrown around by the other. A lot.' Biting his lip, Mark grew a little pink in the face.

You're jealous of me.' Mark froze, but kept his angry face. Mark became more upset each time Ichiban spewed out a laugh. 'You think you're me don't ya? Well there can only be one!' The man chuckled at Mark's rage. He had nothing to arm himself so he put up his fists. It did not got Ichiban, because Mark missed. Mark angrily and aggressively threw the chair.

Ichiban blinked and took one step forward. what exactly are you doing?' Mark was literally pulling up his office chair. Well, hello there! My name is Ichiban and. While he backed away trying to phone a friend, Ichiban stumbled out of the screen. Mark could not believe such an impossible thing was actually happening. Maybe it's you who isn't.' As if by magic, the tiger-man hybrid popped his head out of the screen. 'Hey!' He tapped on the screen, wiggling his ears and tail. Instead, Ichiban blinked and began to move around. He was a little frustrated as he pushed random buttons trying to set it free. at all.' As Mark said those exact words, the game became frozen. Still without my permission?!' He yelled with anger and gratification for another few minutes before he calmed down. And in the best case scenario, to get myself recognized. It's just a character someone created either to spite me, or to make fun of me. Everything Ichiban had - if not including the 24 million fans - he wanted just as much. All these wonderful traits, including his incredible height of six feet, made Mark jealous. He wore glasses, had some strong muscles, and colored hair Mark had a few years ago. That's me.' Ichiban looked very much like him maybe not him at the moment, but a past version of himself. He saw the transformation and looked surprised even though he knew what was coming. Through everything the pink tiger said, Mark would comment 'that's what I always say!' At long last, Mark finally kissed the tiger into a man-imal at least more man than animal. It was the dawn of the third day for Mark and he practically had Ichiban in the bag.

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