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At first glance, he was beautiful. His hair was golden, natural and soft looking, framing his face almost perfectly. His eyes were unusual in colour, holding a spark of playfulness but something else more mysterious, something intriguing. His mouth was often in a sneer or a lazy smirk but looked soft and inviting no matter what face he was making. His body was slim but had muscle, the body stream lined and perfect, a good height and good proportion, his clothes doing nothing to hide what he was clearly proud of.
He truly was beautiful, but if Kirei had to really compare it to anything it'd be a poisonous snake.
The fact that Gilgamesh favoured snake skin prints in his wardrobe didn't help the idea either.
Kotomine had met Gilgamesh exactly two weeks ago and those were his first thoughts. His father had arranged for Kirei to study under a philosopher and professor of the name Tohsaka Tokiomi, the man being a friend of his father. He had been told that even if he was a priest, knowledge and studying would be something to aspire to no matter his age, that having this chance to live and learn under this man would broaden his horizons. Kirei wasn't sure if this was truly his fathers intentions or that he just wanted Kirei to leave the church for a bit, to take a break, to meet new people and have something else to do. His father certainly worried too much - his wife had died a year ago, there was no real reason to be acting this way towards him but Kotomine accepted his fathers wishes regardless.
His first impressions of Tokiomi was that he was a regal man, each mannerism elegant and gentlemanly. He also truly loved the sound of his own voice and his arrogance was apparent even within the first meeting. This man lived a lavish life and seemingly had since he was a child - Kirei had been taken to a second house that Tokiomi had explained was for his research and writing, his own little safe haven as he called it. Little was an understatement, it was still a fine two story house that was more on the mansion side of things than a typical family home. Kirei wasn't one to be impressed by grandiose but the change of surroundings were not too disagreeable, the house decorated lavishly though balancing on the edge of becoming tacky.
The other reason of why Tokiomi had this separate house from his wife and daughters became apparent in the first evening there. Kotomine had placed his few belongings in the guest room he would be staying in and had joined Tohsaka for dinner - it had been prepared by someone else, artful in it's presentation and expertly cooked meat with a perfectly selected wine to match.
About half way through the dinner, Gilgamesh had showed up.
He had sauntered into the room with natural ease, his coat of white and fur ended up placed behind the back of a chair within moments. Underneath revealed a shirt that dipped low in the cut, made out of a thin but high quality material which was paired with tight skinny jeans, in black with a snake texture visible in the light. From his neck hung a pendant necklace, a red stone landing on his chest attached to what was probably a genuine gold chain. His wrist was encased in a bracelet with a similar decoration, red precious stones and gold to inset them. Faintly, he could see the lines of a belly piercing underneath the thin shirt, a tinge of red under the white.
Tokiomi had introduced Gilgamesh as another student - Kotomine was almost offended that he was taken that much of a fool.
Briefly he wonders if his father knows that his life long, respected friend had such a shameless male paramour hidden away but the thought was amusing and without much fanfare, he shook Gilgamesh's hand and went back to eating.
He went to bed that evening thinking that this 'break' was going to be more interesting than he had initially thought and he allowed himself a rare smile in the dark.