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[[ I want to formally apologize for being so absent. I wasn’t in the best of places, and work got really stressful so I had to take some time to myself. I am back to proper activity now and will be getting to replies on Kida, Ciel, Sora and Hiro starting this afternoon! I am very sorry to everyone I have kept waiting on replies.
Behind the Mask || Closed to Kida
divitiarum
@bakyuraxanonymous
There was something about the thought of a masquerade that amused Hikaru. Maybe it was the idea of seeing others dressing up and trying to attract the attention of others behind a nameless mask? Or maybe it was the fact that a person could easily pretend to take on the farce of a different facade with the help of an extravagant mask?
Needless to say, Hikaru decided to go. It was a chance for a reminder of the parties back home that he often opted to skip to play video games with his brother. It was now his chance to join in on the festivities. It sucked that the party was being thrown last minute; he would have liked to plan to arrive with someone else. But the festivities would be him by himself and a large crowd.
He arrived at the park shortly after it started, auburn eyes scanning the horizon behind the safety of his mask. He had come on time simply because his curiosity had him wanting to know what was going to happen. He was lucky to being here at all at the moment. His hair was being uncooperative this morning and almost wouldn’t stay sleeked back, his attempt at trying to blend in better with the crowd. His mother always said he was nearly unrecognizable when his hair had been tidied.
He was surprised, to say the least, at the amount of people that were already here. When did all of these people wake up to even get prepared? Hikaru knew when he did, but that was a different story. It was like people hadn’t heard of sleeping in. Again: he was being a hypocrite.
He placed his present for the gift exchange, a simple bag because he couldn’t bother with wrapping paper, on a table where many others had already been left. He turned from the table, tugging at the long white sleeve of his outfit, and bumped into somebody.
His eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say the rude remark that he wanted to. He knew it was his fault. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he murmured. It was still before noon. He didn’t have to be too friendly yet.
Anonymity was something Kida was far too familiar with. Having spent most of his highschool years wrapped up in online chatrooms and forums under the guise of Bakyura, the idea of hiding behind a fake face and taking on a persona that wasn’t quite his own wasn’t just easy for him, it was enticing.
When the letter and the mask had arrived at his apartment he had been unable to help but laugh at the irony, turning the yellow piece in his hands as he just let his fingers linger on it’s ornate detailing; this island really did have quite the sense of humour.
He knew Hikaru was going; his boyfriend had mentioned already that he planned to attend, and Kida originally had every intention to stay home. He had told the other to have fun for them both, but he was going to spend the day in his pajamas watching old South Park re-runs... And he had decided not to inform the other of his change of plans. Making his way through the front entrance of the ball; the blond chuckled, sliding his hands into the pockets of his dress pants as he slowly made his way through the room. He wasn’t sure what he wanted out of that night, nor what he hoped for; he had just felt the sudden need to go and had chosen to trust his instincts.
Though fate had a funny way of tugging that little string around his finger no matter how far he seemed to wander, and despite the unfamiliar mask and the slicked back hair; that voice was one he knew he knew. Amber eyes widened, just taking in the appearance of his boyfriend’s change of appearance, knowing had it not been for that sulking mutter he wouldn’t have known it was him. Wondering if he could play the mysterious one for once he simply shook his head.
“You don’t sound like you’re having too much fun?” He teased, doing his best to mask his voice as well as his face was.
mttx
「 Clearly it’s not because I think you’re a charity case, darling. 」He crossed his arms, chuckling「 But don’t flatter yourself too much, can’t someone be nice to someone? 」
“In theory I suppose they could~ Where I come from people usually only do stuff like that when they want something in return, sorry” He explained, shrugging lightly as a grin fell over his lips. “But if you really just want to buy me something for the hell of it, who am I to say no?”
[[First Date; Jammies Required]] - Closed for Hikaru
“I’m not going to be scared…” Hikaru muttered under his breath. He could hear the tone to Kida’s voice but he couldn’t help but wonder if there was any seriousness to it. It was a ploy that he knew, even if he had never actually done it before. It was beginning to make sense.
He snorted when he realized there was some actual rationale to his thinking. He paid for the drinks and the tub of popcorn, handing Kida’s cup to him and staring at him. “Just admit that you want me to be scared,” he said before smirking and glancing away.
With the popcorn and his drink in hand, Hikaru snuck a quick glance at the ticket before lifting his head to glance around the theater. His tongue clicked as he thought. “I guess we’re this way,” he decided, vaguely remembering a sign he saw after he had gotten the tickets. “C’mon,” he urged.
I have to show you that I’m not going to be scared.
He was quiet, allowing the other to buy the snacks and drinks. He knew better than to argue, after all he had barely gotten away with snagging the cab fare, he knew he shouldn't push it.
Reaching out to take a handful of popcorn as they walked with his free hand he simply chuckled, flashing a mischievous grin to his date. “I never said I wanted you to be scared, I just want to be prepared for when you are” He teased through a mouth full of popcorn.
Following where Hikaru led them to the theater, he insisted they sit in the very back, preferring not to have to deal with annoying people behind him for an entire film. As they settled into their seats with the large tub between them he couldn’t help but once more sneak his hand across the seat to steal the other’s, lacing their fingers together in the dark of the theater.
“Last chance to back out!~” He offered, giving Hikaru’s hand a light squeeze.
[[Late Night]] - Closed for Morgiana
“Oh? I think you’d be surprised what I’ve lived through. I just meant I can take care of myself in that regard.”
Hearing that the boy knew the way to her apartment, Morgiana gave a sigh of relief. She’d wasted too much of her night trying to navigate this place. “Thanks,” she said as she walked to catch up with him. He seemed nice, taking time out of his day to help her get home. Her guard was still up though, hoping this wasn’t some sort of trap.
Laughing at his comment, she continued following him. “No, just Morgiana is fine.” Looking over at him as she walked, she decided she wanted to know more about him. “So what part of town do you live in?”
“Sounds about right, it seems like everyone around here comes from some sort of crazy place that I’ve only ever seen in movies” He chuckled, running a hand behind his head to rub sheepishly at the back of his neck as they set off down the dark street.
He could tell she was nervous, but there wasn’t much he could do to really ease that, knowing that only really when she was home safe and sound would she believe he was being genuinely nice.
“Morgiana huh? That’s pretty. I’m Kida” He introduced, flashing her an easy grin as they walked, tilting his head back to stare up at the few stars visible through the street lights. “Heh, I live in Yubari, over in the slums for lack of a better word. Not the nicest place but it’s all I can afford right now until the Cafe is paid back”
Mettaton snickered at the other’s reaction and he couldn’t help but laugh.
「 S-Sorry sweetheart, I was just kidding. It’s all clean, don’t worry. 」He reached out for his wallet after he calmed down a bit「 But thank you again, I’m glad that you found it then, darling. As a token, would you like me to buy you anything? 」
“Buy me something?” The blond repeated, raising a brow at the clearly metallic man before him. “All I did was pick up a wallet, you either think I’m a charity case or you’re trying to ask me out... Not sure which, but one of them is definitely more of a compliment” He teased, unable to help himself.
[[Boredom Come]] - Closed for Hiyori
“Yellow Scarves…” What an interesting name for a pastry. Hiyori accepted the dessert and headed towards the empty table. She eyed the pastry and took a bite.
It was delicious! The yellow custard was sweet but not too much that it’d make someone sick and the bread was toasty and warm. She kept nibbling on it until the blond hair boy brought her the latte. “Thank you. Your Yellow Scarves is really good too!”
Hiyori let her cup of coffee cool down for a bit. “Is this place always this empty? It’s such a nice cafe…”
He could tell she was dwelling on the name. While he hoped in general that the name wasn’t ever questioned, that people thought of it as simply a cute way to explain the yellow custard tucked into the pastry... It still felt odd on the tongue to hear that name spoken aloud again... He hadn’t really heard it said since he’d come to the island and while it was probably a good thing he would admit his ego missed it every now and then.
At her question he sighed, shaking his head. “Nah, we’ve been decently busy since I opened the place... Today has just been a dead day. It should pick up again; or I hope so I got bills depending on it” he joked, leaning forward to rest his elbow on the counter, his chin settling in his hand. “Is this your first time coming in?”
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“Here, have some water.”
“I don’t want to see it.”
“I think I smell smoke.”
“Someone broke all the windows!”
“That was cold.”
“How can you even sleep in here?”
“Okay, whose idea was that?”
“It doesn’t look that bad.”
“Quick, catch it!”
“Shit, sorry about that.”
“Have you seen anyone wearing a neon green shirt running past here?”
“I’m not here to be your friend.”
“I’m pretty sure we forgot something…”
“You seriously need a haircut.
“Your hair smells great! New shampoo?”
“I’m not crying, it’s the allergies.”
“Why would anyone set a trap here of all places?!”
“They took my wallet and phone!”
“I never thought I would have to do something like this.”
“Look, the sky is so beautiful tonight.”
[[First Date; Jammies Required]] - Closed for Hikaru
divitiarum
Hikaru didn’t see the big deal with Kida’s intentions to saving money. He had more money than he knew what to do with. But if Kida was commenting about money, then maybe he was having more of a financial difficulty. Now Hikaru was more determined than ever to continue paying for this date… and the future ones he wished they would have.
There was a moment of satisfaction when Hikaru saw Kida’s reaction to the peck. It made him wonder if it mirrored his own reaction from earlier. The action, however, did inform Hikaru that there was definitely a feeling of mutuality between the two.
He smiled momentarily before he began to frown, pulling his hand out of Kida’s hold. He turned his attention to the woman at the ticket counter, pulling his wallet out of his pocket and listening to Kida as he spoke. Hikaru turned and scoffed once he had the tickets in his hand.
He subconsciously separated the tickets, speaking as he did so. “You seriously doubt I won’t be scared? You should have more faith in me.” He waved one of the tickets in front of Kida’s face. “What’s it gonna take to convince you that it’s not going to scare me.”
“Unless you’re just looking for an excuse for me to basically sit on your lap?” he added, a smirk coming to his face.
He couldn’t help the grin that fell easily onto his features as he wait for Hikaru to pay for the tickets; he was simply giving the other a hard time but it was amusing he would admit the reactions he was able to pull out of him without even really trying.
Lifting a hand to snatch the ticket being waved in his face he simply shrugged, starting to head towards the concession stand.
“Well; I wasn’t even thinking of something so indecent, I was merely worrying for your sake, would hardly want you going to bed tonight with nightmares” He teased, his voice practically dripping with it’s sing song tone. “I’ll believe you when I see you not scared, but if you want to sit in my lap you only had to ask~”
[[Boredom Come]] - Closed for Hiyori
@astraltail
When the bustling sounds of Yubari tired her out, Hiyori would find herself traveling to Hinamori, where the town was relatively smaller than the city and the salty breeze of the ocean filled the air. She strolled down the sidewalk, glancing at the small shops until her eyes landed on Cafe Jaune.
Hiyori peered inside and found the place relatively empty save for the cashier behind the counter. The cafe was small but quaint and Hiyori found herself smiling to the cheeky cashier.
“I’d like a small latte and maybe…that?” She pointed at the unusual pastry sitting inside the display. She’d never seen such strange looking bread before. Maybe it was Hinamori’s own special pastry?
“Good eye~” he chuckled, letting amber eyes slide to where she pointed, falling on the fresh pastry that was sitting in the display case.
“That’s a house special, I make it myself” He explained, reaching down to slide the tray out of the display case, placing it on the counter so he could get the tongs to pick one for her. “I call them Yellow Scarves. They are like a cannoli but I filled them with a custard to give them that yellow colour. Let me know how you like it” He explained, slipping one onto a plate and placing it in front of her. “One latte coming up! If you want to go ahead and take a seat I can bring it to you when it’s done, it’s completely dead in here so I don’t mind”
Coffee Break|| Misa & Kida
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Misa watch in mind amazement at how easily the boy took her order and started making her drink. She was pretty impressed. She giggles. “Masaomi Kida. Well it’s a pleasure to meet you. Im impressed at how easily you took my order. Most people would mess up or get too distracted by my beauty” she states with a smirk.
“Maybe I’ll give you a tip if the drink tastes how I want it to be” she says before giggling.
Finishing the flourish on the top of the drink, the barista slid the cup across the counter; watching with an easy grin as it reached it’s target without a spill... Would have ruined his attempted suave persona that seemed to be working for once if he just dumped the drink all over the woman’s lap. .... Last time he checked most people weren’t into that.
“Oh maybe? Lucky me~” He teased, throwing the blond a wink as he leaned on the counter, resting his elbows against the polished wood. “Well fingers crossed you like it then... What can I say, it’s going to take more than a beautiful face to distract me, after all I had to live my whole life with my own~”
mttx
「 Darling, it’s been dirty before you even touched it. 」He smirked, taking his wallet back. Carrying a clutch wallet was something for him, he wasn’t quite used to it.
「 But thank you for returning it to me. 」
....Ew
He didn’t want to know. He had been trying to make a pun but now he found himself eyeing the wallet in question wondering if maybe he should go wash his hands...
“Your welcome; last thing you want is to be caught without money... Besides people around here aren’t exactly the most trust worthy when it comes to getting things back, at least with everything as it was”
[[Late Night]] - Closed for Morgiana
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She hated this town. Big and strange, she just couldn’t seem to remember where anything was. Back home it was easy to know where you were going; everything looked different and you used landmarks to get around. This place was different. Everything looks the same here.
Morgiana had gotten out of school on time, and was heading home when she got lost. She had turned down an alley, believing it to be a shortcut, and was instead met with a web of streets she had never seen before. How anyone could navigate such a big city was beyond her.
Leaning up against the wall of a building, she looked around for anything that might be familiar when she spotted a young man approaching.
He didn’t seem dangerous as he offered to help her home. There shouldn’t be any harm in getting help…. Straightening up, she smiled courteously at him. “Nothing wrong with traveling alone,” she replied. “….aside from the fact that I’m currently all turned around. You wouldn’t happen to know the way back to the Yume Apartments from here, would you?”
“Maybe not where you come from, where I come from there is plenty of reasons why you don’t want to travel alone; trust me” He said simply, shrugging shoulders as little as he watched the girl stand.
She was cute, probably around his own age though her face had an almost... Sweetness to it; it was endearing to say the least but Kida was all too aware what danger lurked for those who might not take those who lurked in the dark seriously. He unfortunately happened to be well acquainted with a few of those shadows.
“Yume? Yeah I know where that is! No problem” He nodded, sliding his hands up behind his head to rest as he turned to start walking, gesturing for her to follow. “I’m Kida by the way, you got a name? Or is it just cutie?”
Coffee -- the only option || Kida and Yuki
ningoris
Yuki watched as the barista did his work behind the counter. He knew that there wasn’t much science to making a drink, but the way some people moved without reading directions astounded him. He couldn’t cook ramen without almost catching a towel on fire.
“I am a student,” Yuki answered. “Over at Yume High.” He played with the wallet that was within his pocket. “I find this place ideal for doing homework though. Specifically when I’m doing the final touches.”
He glanced around at the interior. It was normally busier, but the quietness allowed for greater concentration. He closed his eyes as he inhaled deeply. “This place is calming. And there are less distractions.”
“Thought so, you don’t look much older than I do, so I figured you were probably still in school” He called, his hands making easy work of whisking the matcha in the bottom of the cup as he waited for the milk to heat.
Hearing the compliment to the shop he couldn’t help the proud smile on his lips. It wasn’t that he hadn’t done anything in his past, but to be honest this cafe was the first thing he had that he could be proud of... Or well, should be proud of anyways; even if being able to buy it had come with a price of it’s own.
“Hey well I’m glad you like; but a lot of time into getting this place perfect so it means a lot” He told him genuinely, finally moving to slide the drink under the frother to finish the latte.
Sliding it across the counter he lifted a hand. “That little compliment earned you something; the drink is on me today. Go ahead and sit down, I’ll bring the soup over as soon as it’s ready~”
[[Boredom Come]] - Closed for Hiyori
@astraltail
There was lots of things that Kida liked about the Cafe he owned. The price was decent, the coffee was fresh, the treats were freshly baked… And he had a nice bay window across from the counter that gave him a clear view of the ocean during his shift. While it was no Ikebukuro; the former gang leader was growing fond of the small seaside town the longer he was there. The window also proved to be an excellent source of entertainment when the day was slow. With a perfect view of the steet and it’s passerby’s the boy often found himself making up dialogue for fights outside the glass, or giving stragglers their own little stories as they lived short movies without knowing it for the bored barista on the other side.
However that particular afternoon something caught his eye besides the street-side drama. A girl who looked about his age had approached the window to eye the fresh baked pastries, though she had hesitated entering. He had frowned, leaning against the counter to watch as though trying to mentally will her to come inside. The entire place was dead for a weekday and he was desperate for something to do.... Besides, she had quite the cute face.
When she finally came inside, he flashed her a grin, straightening up behind the counter as he watched her approach.
“For a moment there I thought you weren’t going to come inside, I was so heartbroken but here you are~ What can I get for you cutie?” Old habits die hard.
