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[dairokutenheir]

cursedspikes​:

Risu was a little surprised to hear the girl suddenly start laughing, then it made him a little mad when she explained why. Why the hell would she joke about something like that when she has that name attached to her? The irritation was replaced with embarrassment at his baseless anxiety, then finally relief as he realized he wasn’t in any immediate danger. He could drop his helpless facade now, at least.

“Well, that’s good. Though I really do appreciate any help you can give me,” he answered, voice more solid than when he spoke before. “I don’t actually think there was anyone who had it out for me. If they did, then they hid it pretty damn well.” He wasn’t friends with all of them by any means, but he didn’t think he was on bad terms with them.

Her next question was one that he was hoping she wouldn’t ask, but now that she posed no threat to him, Risu didn’t feel the need to hide it anymore.

“Oh, did I say he knocked me out? I meant he killed me.” He pointed to the side of his neck. No scars remained there due to his sturdiness and the ability of the strain that resurrected him. “He stabbed me about here. That’s how I guess he must’ve been around my height. I don’t know why I’m back, really, but I’d like to know who killed me. So I guess it’s a bit more personal than just being robbed of my wallet or something.” Risu scowled a little. “Killed me right after I learned what my ability was… pretty stupid, if you ask me.”

“You’re lucky you came to the current heir rather than stumbling into anyone else, honestly. Most of them are a lot more...traditional, to put it nicely,” she continued, straightening her jacket and slipping her hands into the pockets. Extortion and collecting debts...they weren’t really her style, and she supposed there was one good thing about her taking over, being able to put a stop to that. 

Not having anyone he could pinpoint specifically was definitely going to make it hard. That meant literally any of those cross guys could be the culprit, and it definitely wouldn’t be wise to go charging in without more information, no matter who the person was. She wasn’t about to go dragging Homra in for a little more firepower either. But doing that would also just prove the group’s point in their eyes, probably. That people with powers were a problem. Nobu let out a heavy sigh as she thought it over.

However, her thoughts came to a screeching halt with the male’s next admission and she whipped her head around to stare at him so quickly she nearly pulled a muscle. “He what?” she repeated, eyes widening. He’d been killed? How in the hell was he still up and moving around? No, wait, she had heard some rumors about some other guy with a similar ability but...

She pinched the bridge of her nose as she processed the information. “Okay...so the dude killed you, you came back to life, and you have no idea who did it...other than he’s part of those cross eyed guys?” she summarized. Well, actually, knowing that, she could at least fathom a guess. “Going off of this, and what I know about those guys, I’m almost positive he tried to kill you because you developed a power. Try, of course, because he clearly failed since you’re right here in front of me.”

Granted, did any of them really seem like killers? This was likely the first she’d heard about a situation like this. “It can’t be that hard to find someone tall enough to stab you there though,” she hummed. “I can think of two people right off the bat my network knows of, but far as I know, they have no ties to the guys you’re looking for. Pretty freakin’ tall though from what I hear.”

[dairokutenheir]

nxrihisago​:

“Be careful not to get sick out here.” The encroaching chill hadn’t escaped Narihisago’s notice, so he decided it was probably time to get a new jacket. “Definitely not too soon to start gift shopping. Never know what you might find before it gets snapped up by the crowd.”

“Ah, yeah, will do. They say idiots can’t catch cold though,” she laughed, as if that was definitive proof she’d be fine. (It was, in fact, not, as she’d almost certainly catch one in a week with her luck.) She rubbed her chin as he spoke though, listening carefully. “Hm, that’s true. I’ve got the usual gifts for my family, but now I’m in Homra too so I wanna get some gifts for them too...”

She paused, a grumble sounding in her throat as she tilted her head to the side. “I just don’t know what to get for ‘em, especially Yata...”

[dairokutenheir]

“ACHOO! Ah, man, it’s really getting colder out, huh.” It was a good thing she’d joined Homra, with their fire based abilities. Hopefully that meant the upcoming cold weather would be a little less chilly for her. “Hmm...is it too early to start gift shopping?”

[dairokutenheir]

cursedspikes​:

Desperate Search | Risu & Nobu

Once the girl turned around to face him, it finally clicked with Risu why he thought this girl was sort of familiar: she was an Oda, and she confirmed as much with her own mouth. Risu had never encountered them himself, and the Cross-eyes weren’t exactly powerful enough to do anything to them, but his former gang certainly didn’t like the Odas on account of their power and rumors of shady dealings.

And if what he had heard about them was true, then that meant they were way more powerful than Risu wanted to deal with. So playing dumb and unthreatening it is. But just how powerless could he appear when the nature of his question was spurred on by the fact that he had been killed yet was very much alive right now?

“Oh, I just got blackmailed into joining them a long time ago, but I’m not a part of that anymore! Not the kind of life for me. If I could get rid of these, I would,” he said, pointing to his own crosses. Well, at least the last part wasn’t a lie.

“Ah, but I… don’t think I could pay that price. I’m looking for the guy because he, um… knocked me out from behind and stole everything I had.” Was that believable? Was it not? Oh well. As long as this didn’t turn into a fight, Risu didn’t care.

“I really don’t even have much more than that information to begin with… he just got the jump on me and I didn’t get a good look at the guy.” To sell his helpless performance, Risu rubbed at the back of his neck. He really hoped she didn’t try to push him for more details on how someone of his stature was overpowered so easily.

“Ahh...there are cases like that, aren’t there,” she mused, rubbing her chin. Well, it usually wasn’t something she stuck her nose in. Unless they were doing something that drew the ire of the Oda clan specifically, she probably wouldn’t have to explicitly deal with them. Still, at the look on his face, taking her remark so seriously, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

“Ahaha! I’m just messing with you! While it’s true my dad was that type, I’m not. I don’t really care about being paid for information or anything.” At most, she’d probably just call in some sort of favor later if she needed. That was the sort of thing she deemed the most important. Connections were necessary for almost everything, and the Oda clan certainly had no shortage of them.

Not having much information was definitely going to make it hard though. But the indication of the guy’s height might help. After all, tall people like that stood out, especially if they had those cross marks. She rubbed her chin and furrowed her brows. “Pretty cowardly to attack you from behind, if you ask me,” she hummed. He’d said he wasn’t part of that crowd anymore, so perhaps it had been something like that? “Revenge or somethin’ maybe? Can you think of anyone who didn’t like you among ‘em? Then again, those guys are pretty prickly anyway from what I hear..” But there was one thing that was still bothering her.

“Though I gotta ask, you’re gigantic. How the hell did that guy get the jump on you so bad he knocked you out?” 

[cursedspikes]

Desperate Search | Risu & Nobu

@dairokutenheir​

Risu’s search for his murderer turning up fruitless day after day, night after night, was beginning to wear on his mind. He was asking people he might’ve known, people he didn’t, people who frequented areas the Cross-eyes did, and people who have never even heard of them before. He was no stranger to the underbelly of Shizume, having been involved with the Cross-eyes prior to his rather untimely demise, so he had checked with his contacts there frequently.

Every single meeting yielded nothing. The disappointment had long since turned to anger. Someone had to know something.

That’s when a girl with longer hair caught his attention. He had definitely seen her before, but he couldn’t really place where. Maybe she knew something.

“‘Scuse me,” Risu said, tapping her on the shoulder. “Have you seen a guy with crosses on his eyes like mine? Probably around this tall?” He held his hand at his eye level, which still towered over the girl.

[dairokutenheir]

The usual rounds were made, and she was debating stopping by Homra for a bit to unwind before she headed home. Maybe she could talk Yata into playing some video games with her. It was hardly fun with Nobukatsu since the boy always purposefully did badly so she’d win. Either that or he just really sucked at games. That would have to wait though, as she felt the tap on her shoulder and swiveled to find someone much taller than her standing there.

She blinked for a minute, taking in the odd appearance. There really were some gigantic people here, weren’t there? Well, she was also just short, but that couldn’t be helped! 

“Crosses on his eyes?” she repeated, furrowing her brows as she examined him, bringing her hand up to rub her chin. Truthfully, it did sound familiar...where had she heard it before...? Ah, right. Those guys. She kept her hands in her pockets as she turned to face him fully. 

“Asking about those guys will probably only lead to trouble,” she said, tilting her head slightly so she could see better beyond the brim of her hat. “But seeing your eyes, I’m gonna guess you already know that. They’re not exactly regarded fondly among most of the citizens here.”

She paused for a moment. “Honestly though, it doesn’t take much to be taller than me. Got any more defining characteristics? Though asking the Oda clan will come with a price.” She grinned widely, though there was something just slightly off about it, as if being cornered by a wild animal.

Well, she was mostly just doing it for show. She didn’t really care about collecting debts but she still had to at least make an effort to.

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

Howling At The Moon | Yata & Nobu

“Shut up!” He yelled down the stairs after her, his face burning so hot he thought he’d die of heat exhaustion. It’s not like there were any other clothes laying around that he could use. He couldn’t just take Kusanagi’s clothes without permission and Anna’s wouldn’t fit. 

He definitely didn’t trust her, so he peeked out cautiously from the stairwell and seeing them on her he very slowly descended the stairs. “Oi, do you enjoy messing with me or something? This some kinda payback? I’ll have you know that none of that was intentional, alright!? So give it a rest already!”

Sheesh, she was not good for his heart. He folded his arms over his chest and looked her up and down. “Good enough. This way you can go home and wear your own clothes. Also don’t bother returning those to me. Burn ‘em.” Now that they were on her body he didn’t think he could ever look at them without thinking about them being on her naked body anyways. 

He stared at her hard for a moment and then did the unthinkable - he put his hands on her. He had no choice. If he didn’t she would have just stood there teasing him all day! He spun her around, his palms planted firmly against her back as he practically pushed her to the door. “I mean it! Go home!” He’d literally taken about all he could of her at this point. It wasn’t that he was trying to be mean but for his sake and because he really couldn’t handle seeing her in his clothes anymore, this was for the best. 

Her lips curled in a smirk at his words, setting her hands on her hips. “Well, you do turn awfully red. Even your ears! That’s some pretty good gap moe you have going on there, you know!” Okay, okay, she should probably tone it down a little. Maybe she was more bothered than she let on. Not that she’d managed to hide that as well as she seemed to think anyway. 

She blinked up at him before furrowing her brows. “C’mon, that’s a bit extreme, ain’t it? These are perfectly good clothes, why would I burn ‘em?” she asked. “Besides, you have this jacket all the time...” She looked a bit disgruntled at the idea. Did he hate the idea of her in his clothes that much? Had she read the situation completely wrong? 

She rolled the hood’s drawstring between her fingers, lips forming a petulant pout. If he was that disgusted, then she should probably apologize or something, right? Before she could say anything though, his hands landed on her shoulders. “E-eh?” she blinked up at him, cheeks turning pink. W-wait, had she totally misread the situation again?! Could it be he was fighting his self-control, trying to keep from behaving indecently when faced with a girl as cute as her?!

....and then he promptly spun her around and shoved her to the door. She blinked for a few moments before puffing her cheeks out. “Alright, alright, fine, I’ll go,” she huffed, shoulders slumping as she made her way out the door. Somehow, despite being perfectly back to normal, she still managed to look like a scolded puppy walking away with its tail between its legs. 

Yet, the next time he returned to the bar, there was a brown paper bag waiting for him, the jacket and pants folded neatly inside and smelling of laundry detergent and fabric softener.

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

Howling At The Moon | Yata & Nobu

If it wasn’t bothering her then why was she trying to force him to admit it!? His eyes practically bulged as he gave an undignified and unintelligible squawk as she repeated those damn words at him. “S-Shut up! That wasn’t me and you know it!!” Even though he had at the time thought she was cute.. But that was because she was actually being kind of normal for once?

His face turned twenty shades darker as he realized he’d opened his eyes to rebuke her words and then quickly shut them, clamping his hands over his face and spinning around once more away from her. “Would you just go put some clothes on now!?” Though he wasn’t sure how she’d do that when none of her clothes were here.. Actually, maybe he had some drawstring shorts or a track suit he could give her.

“Agh! Just wait there! Don’t let anyone in either!” He’d die if someone were to walk in and see her like this.. Mostly because she was alone in the building with him. Without looking at her he rushed up the stairs to his room, finding the bottoms to one of his old track suits and flung it down the stairs. “Put that on!!” There was no way in hell he was coming back down until she did. 

“It still came out of your mouth!” she shot back, flailing her arms. “S-So you said it, duh!” Her logic...wasn’t entirely wrong, but he did have a point. He hadn’t exactly been himself when he’d said those exact words. But now the situation had gone in a completely different direction, probably nothing either of the two had expected. 

“Go on! Admit it! I’m cute! I’m so cute you can’t even bear to look at me, right?!” This wasn’t getting her anywhere though. “Go put on some--Does this look like my house to you!?” How did he expect her to go through with that one huh?! Unless he gave her--oh there he went, he must have realized it himself. 

She huffed out a breath, her shoulders sagging as he disappeared up the stairs. How was she supposed to handle herself in this situation? She couldn’t think of a time where anyone had said point blank that she wasn’t cute. It was probably just his embarrassment. Yeah, yeah, he had to be one of those tsunderes! She was so cute, he just couldn’t admit it! Yeah! 

Then the pants came flying down the stairs, landing in a rather sad heap on the floor and she padded over to retrieve them. “More clothes of yours, huh? Uwahh, maybe you’re bolder than I gave you credit for?” she called back after him before tugging on the pants. 

“Alright, alright, the girl of your dreams is properly dressed!”

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

Howling At The Moon | Yata & Nobu

He was far too preoccupied with trying to burn the image of her naked body from memory to realize that he was no back to normal. Well, it wasn’t like he’d seen much considering how all her hair seemed to cover most of her. Even if he had seen he was sure that his brain would omit any details like a defense mechanism. 

Once Nobu announced that she was decent he slowly opened his eyes only to be met with her form before him, clad only in his sweater along with those teasing words. He hadn’t even considered that! Was this even better!? He quickly shut his eyes once again, his face burning so hot that even his ears turned red. 

“Y-You’re not cute at all!! Stop messing around!” He shouted. He hadn’t meant to insult her looks, rather it was her teasing he didn’t find cute in the least. 

Oho! He was normal! She almost did a little victory dance, but settled for watching him expectantly, her eyes practically sparkling as she waited for his answer. Well? She was cute, right? He had to like these sort of things, right? Even the tips of his ears had turned red. This was perfect. Everything was right in the world once more. Now all he had to do was say that magic phrase---

“You’re not cute at all!”

........huh? She blinked, freezing in place, completely caught off guard. She hadn’t expected that reaction at all. After all, she was cute, wasn’t she? She was cute, so why--! “H-Hah! Th-that doesn’t bother me at all!” she declared with a false bravado as she placed her hands on her hips, despite the shakiness in her limbs. Not cute?! NOT CUTE?!

“B-Because!” she jabbed her finger at him then, a shaky grin forming on her lips. “You said red looked good on me, didn’t you?! Look at me, this baggy jacket, this long silky hair...I’m cute and you know it! So go on, admit it! I’ll let you have a do-over!”

...She said she wasn’t bothered at all, but it was pretty clear it bothered her quite a bit.

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

“If the Blues are involved then it’ll get solved. Besides, whatever he’s got planned for her is likely worse than anything we’d do. Not that it wouldn’t feel good to knock her on her ass for what she did! But the faster the Blues take care of it the better for us.” At least that’s the logic Yata decided to go with. It wasn’t that he was shying away from it, but rather he didn’t want to cause problems for his friend. He didn’t hold the same animosity that he once had for Scepter 4 anyways.

As soon as Yata opened the door, Nobu bolted inside, and Yata shut the door behind them, setting his skateboard down. “Heh. Guess we could always play fetch.” he joked. Honestly, having a talking dog was kind of cool. Too bad it was really a crazy girl underneath. 

No sooner had those words left his lips did a cloud of smoke poof into existence and it’s wake left said crazy girl in full human glory. Fullly naked as well. Yata’s face reddened as he practically screeched in response. He quickly looked away, fumbling for the red sweater tied around his waist and without looking chucked the garment at her. 

“J-Just put that on!” Even though his eyes were closed he still turned around completely and covered his face. 

“Hey, don’t assume I would just chase a ball!” she huffed. She was still human, after all! But at least she seemed to be back to normal for now, and no more than a second later, he was screeching and his jacket smacked her in the face, and she nearly fell backwards. “H-hey! Don’t just throw blindly!” Wait a minute, his back was to her and he was flustered again, not right up in her face with all those bold lines. That had to mean they were both back to normal now!

She scrambled into the jacket, pulling her head through the top, the hood resting lopsidedly on her head as she tugged it down. “Wow, I know I’m tiny but I am like, swimming in this thing,” she mused, wiggling her arms as she noticed even the tips of her fingers didn’t reach the sleeves. A wicked grin lit up her face and she carefully, as quietly as she could, padded around to stand in front of him.

“Hey, hey, Yata, c’mon, you can open your eyes. I’m decent now,” she said, and then she went in for the kill. “I mean, don’t you wanna see what a cute girl looks like in your clothes?” If he wasn’t back to normal, then she’d just make a run for it, but if he was back to normal...oh it was payback time. At least a little. She wouldn’t tease him too much.

“Fufu, guys like this sort of thing, right? Come on, come on, look already! I’m cute, right? I mean, of course I’m cute. I’m Nobu!”

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

“Sh-Shut up! It’s not like that at all and you know it!” Ugh, he forgot that she liked to tease him but had she forgotten just how he acted with girls because of that damn cursed crepe!? Though hearing that he had good taste made him question a lot about the girl turned dog beside him.. But that was a thought he didn’t dare entertain. 

Either way, Nobu quickly changed the subject for which he was grateful for. “Convenience store crepes..? No one in their right mind would buy something like that.” Yata wrinkled his nose at the thought but it was worth a try. It was definitely better than the maid cafe before them. 

“If I remember correctly there was a convenience store around there.” Seeing as how Nobu’s dog nose was completely useless, he hopped back onto his skateboard and headed off down the street. As soon as he rounded the corner he slammed his sneaker into the pavement, bringing himself to an abrupt and immediate halt. 

If the black dog behind him protested, he silenced her with a hush and point in the direction in front of him. Men lined the area all adorned in that familiar blue that belonged to Scepter 4. “The hell’re the Blue’s doin’ here?” Yata mused aloud, voice trailing off as his amber eyes scanned the area around them, trying to get a good look behind their man made partition. 

Yata gasped. That all too familiar red and white banner fluttered in the breeze behind them and Yata immediately knew. Either she was here or.. Yata bent over to grab his skateboard, tucking it under his arm and rushed towards the nearest Scepter 4 member. “Hey! What’s goin’ on!?” Naturally, Yata ran towards someone familiar, someone they had worked on during their alliance to take down the greens. 

The man with the shaggy, short brown hair gave him a once over, his eyes widening in recognition. “Oh, Yata!” He called, giving him a big smile. “Sorry, I can’t really let you through. Scepter 4 business. You know the drill.”

“I know the drill. Is Saru here?” Yata tried to peer around him but couldn’t find his friend anywhere. 

“Ah, Fushimi- san is..”

“Nevermind that! That’s the cart that belongs to the crepe seller, right?! With the red hair! I gotta bone to pick with her!”

“Eh? Unfortunately I’m not allowed to give out any information, but..” And at this time he leaned in towards Yata, hand raised by his mouth in order to keep his next words quiet. “It’s been taken care of.”

Yata clicked his tongue, giving the Blue a hard stare and then in a gesture that seemed unlike him, he turned around to face the dog. “C’mon Nobu. Let’s go.” With his skateboard in hand he walked off away from the scene, heading in the direction of the bar. “Honestly, I’d like to give her a good beating, but.. If they got her then there’s nothing much we can do but wait it out..”

To her credit, she did at least try not to snicker so openly at his reaction, especially knowing how easily the tables would turn if she were to return to normal right now. She did, however, let out an indignant huff at the mention of convenience store crepes. “For your information, I have! You can’t be a foodie if you’re not willing to try everything!” she declared proudly. Well...there were still things she’d refuse though. 

She diligently trotted along behind him as he took off, only to have to screech to a halt to avoid smashing her nose into him. “Hey what’s the big ide--don’t shush me!” she sputtered, until she caught sight of just what had made him stop. Oh. Those guys. She huffed out a breath and sat back as he went on to approach them for information. 

There was no sign of the crepe seller that she could see, but she supposed if Scepter 4 was involved, the girl had probably high-tailed it out of there. “Che, chicken,” she grumbled to herself, tail thumping against the ground once in irritation. She turned her gaze instead to the staredown Yata was giving the guy before he turned and walked away.

“Mmnn...kind of anti-climatic,” she mumbled, trailing after him. “I was hopin’ we could give her a piece of our mind.” Honestly though, Nobu hadn’t minded too much, at least up until the point Yata’s switch had flipped and he’d gone from awkward to complete flirt. It had been jarring to say the least. “Well, it can’t be helped! If she skipped town, she must’ve realized she went too far! Though that means there were other victims right? If Blues Clues got involved.”

She wondered what everyone else had been saddled with. It had seemed pretty personalized...though she wondered just what Yata had said that made the crepe seller think “ah yes, he definitely needs to flirt” whenever he saw a girl. But that didn’t matter now, as they reached the bar, Nobu waiting until he opened the door before charging inside. 

“So, now what?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked up at him. “I’d say we could hang out but uhh...how would a dog play games?” And then, just like that, there was another burst of smoke, leaving her in her normal body. “Oh, I’m back to normal again! ....Wait, wait, let me get to another room or somethin’ before you start going haywire again!”

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

Just as Yata got his hopes up he deflated as soon as he saw Nobu’s disappointment which mirrored his own. “We just need the smell of a crepe, right? Wouldn’t it be better to just head for a crepe shop? Then you can pick up on the scent more easily, yeah? In that case…” Yata’s amber eyes scanned the surroundings, seeking out the closest place that could be selling crepes and the first thing his eyes landed on was a particular cafe. The sign which read Cafe Au Lait. 

“Let’s try.. here.” Yata picked up his skateboard, since it was within walking distance and also because there were far too many people out and about to be riding on it, he approached the cafe. The sign down to the decor inside looked really girly and frilly.. Wait, wouldn’t that mean there would be girls here? His eyes caught sight of a girl inside from the window, short pink hair adorned with a frilly headband. Wait, wasn’t she dressed as a maid!?

Realization dawned on Yata at the type of place it was and he quickly turned around, face red. “N-Nevermind! Let’s try some place else! Nobu, don’t you have any other idea’s in mind!?”

“Mm, yeah, that’s true. Do you know where one is?” she asked, swiveling her head up to look up at him. Of course, she was a big sweets eater, but she didn’t always go for crepes. It was one of those special occasion things. It seemed like a shop had caught his eye, so she trotted over after him, sniffing at the door. There were definitely all kinds of delicious smells here, but she hadn’t even noticed the uniforms of the girls inside. 

She blinked at Yata’s abrupt change and turned, tilting her head curiously. “Eh? Why, what’s wrong with this place?” she asked, turning back to look through the door. When she caught sight of one of the waitresses, she realized what the problem was. She grinned, though it didn’t really translate well as she turned back to him. “Oho, you like maids, huh? Huhu, you’ve got pretty good taste, I admit.” 

...actually, maybe she shouldn’t tease him so much. If she turned back to normal, he could easily get payback. She cleared her throat awkwardly and padded away from the cafe. “W-well! A different place, huh..” She glanced around, trying to think of any place she might have been before that had crepes. “Mnnghhh...” She was really using her brain way too much today. When all this was settled, she was definitely going to zone out into a video game for a week straight.

“Oh hey! Don’t they sometimes sell crepes in the convenience stores?” she asked. “Maybe we could find one there!”

[dairokutenheir]

wagahaii​:

🐈|| Kaleidoscope

Neko inserted yet another pocky stick into her mouth, chewing it like a squirrel chewing on a nut. She regarded Sunny with her wide mismatched eyes, letting her speak while she happily partook in the sweet snack. “Another Homra?” she questioned, her head tilting to the side, her long, light pink hair falling to the side as she did. “Neko and Homra go waaaaaay back!” With half a stick of pocky protruding from her mouth, Neko raised her arms, her hands close together and then pulled them wide apart as if the gesture would show the extent of time. She regarded Homra favorably. 

“Yata.. Yata… Yata…..” she placed a finger to her lips, pressing the rest of the pocky stick into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully. Who was Yata again? When it came to a Homra that was fun to tease, would she be referring to the shorter male with the fiery temperament? “Oh! Do you mean the one that shouts a lot?” Neko gave a knowing smile and nodded, eyes lighting up in remembrance of the male she’d exchanged words with many times. 

“Beanie-kun! Right? Beanie-kun helped Neko and Kurosuke rescue Anna!” Though now that she thought about it had it been the other way around? Anna was a precious friend then. Maybe it was more apt to say they had all helped each other. “It was really fun! Kurosuke was like whap! And Beanie-kun was all like WHAM! And then Neko was all Nyahahaha! Aaaaand took the green masks out!” The girl gestured animatedly as she recalled the memory, giving very vague commentary on the whole ordeal.

“And then Anna became King and she had these huuuuuuuuuge sparkly wings! Anna-chan’s a badass!” Saying that, Neko’s wiggly fingers hovered over one of the boxes of pocky as she decided on the strawberry and plucked it, sliding it between her lips. Instead of taking her time with this one as she had the others, she bit down on it eagerly. At the mention of her King she would gladly stop eating to sing his praises. 

“Shiro is.. Neko’s! And Neko is Shiro’s!” Neko said this as though it were the easiest thing in the world. “Neko is Shiro’s cat, and clansman, and, and, and…” As she spoke she splayed out the fingers of one of her hands, one finger tapping the other as though she were counting down something. “Shiro is warm! And gives lots of headpats and takes lots of naps and plays tooooons with neko!”

“Oh yeah?” Nobu blinked, interested to hear that the girl had known Homra for a while. She supposed it wasn’t that surprising, given how well known the clan was, and how surprisingly friendly and easygoing it was. “Must’ve been nice,” she added with a small smile. “Honestly, I wish I’d joined up a lot sooner.” The one thing she had kicked herself for, honestly, but as things stood, it couldn’t be helped. The timing hadn’t been right, but things had worked out anyway.

She couldn’t help but laugh loudly at Neko’s assessment, clutching her stomach. “He really does shout a lot, doesn’t he?” But that was one of the things that made her like Homra so much. Everyone was so lively, unafraid to express themselves, to be themselves. There was no need to stick to some stoic poise and manner like there was back home when business was discussed. “Yeah, that’s him,” she agreed, lips curling in a smile as Neko went on.

There were plenty of things she’d missed out on, things she was only vaguely aware had happened just from hearing people talk. She understood that this was the story of how Anna had become King in the first place. It made her wish she could have been there, to help do something. But she appreciated Neko’s colorful retelling. “Sounds like a lot happened, but I’m glad you guys were able to rescue her. I probably wouldn’t be sitting here otherwise.” 

Anna was so young though...That certainly couldn’t have been an easy time on her, especially when most of the other Kings that she knew about were older. “I don’t doubt it. I haven’t seen her in action yet though, so I’ll take your word for it. I just feel kinda bad because she’s so young, you know? She’s probably got a lot weighing on her shoulders...but well, that’s just my worries as an older sister, y’know!” she laughed it off easily, grinning as Neko absolutely lit up on the subject of this Shiro person.

“Sounds like Shiro’s a pretty good person,” she decided, especially to hear Neko speak so highly of them. “Honestly, sounds like you’re living the life there, with all the naps and headpats!”

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

“Alright, we’ll check there first and see if you can pick up the scent and go from there.” Yata nodded in agreement at the small plan they formulated. “Also, I’m not sure how you keep switching like that but can you just try to keep as a dog for the time being? The time being.. Until we find this chick and get turned back to normal?” He was sure she could handle him about as much as he could handle himself in his current state. 

“Lead the way.” He dropped his skateboard to the floor, it clattered with a loud sound and once it remained stationary he stepped onto it, kicking off at the ground with his other foot. He followed behind the black dog as Nobu rushed towards the direction of this hobby shop area. He remained quiet as he let Nobu focus on what mattered most.

The rush of the cool air ruffling the parts of his hair that stuck out from under his beanie made him sigh, that familiar refreshing feeling always came when he was on his trusty skateboard. This way he had absolutely no problems keeping up with Nobu if she decided to dash off. 

“Aye sir!” the dog cheered, raising a paw in the air as if she had complete confidence in her task. It couldn’t be that hard to pick up the scent they were looking for, right? She’d just have to remember what exactly...a crepe smelled like. There were so many different kinds...But then again, finding one meant they were bound to end up finding her eventually! She tilted her head curiously at his words though, looking about as perplexed as a canine face could. “I have no idea either,” she answered with the same cheery confidence, “but I’ll see what I can do!” If only so she didn’t have to experience that jarring change again. 

She was grateful to not be human right now anyway, so no one would see the blush on her face at the memory of just how damn close his face had been. Hurriedly shaking her head, and subsequently her whole body, she forced that memory from her mind and sniffed the air, looking for anything that smelled distinctly sweet. Or doughy. She wasn’t sure. 

She trotted along, keeping pace with the skateboard easily as she tried to sort through the different smells. As a human, it would have been overwhelming, but dogs were more equipped for things like this. “Hmm...I smell something sweet close by!” she declared, picking up her pace a little. Without waiting for him, she jogged ahead and turned a corner, following the scent only to skid to a halt in front of a shop with a cute and delicate decor, ribbons lining the display window full of elaborate cakes.

“Oh...” she muttered, disappointed. “It’s just cakes. False alarm!” 

[dairokutenheir]

lovelined​:

Lost // Touko & Nobunaga

“If I hit my head it’s because you did it while I was unconscious!!” Touko brought her hands up,stiffly wiggling them in her anger as she ground her teeth. “And you don’t need to say it! I can tell by the look in your eyes! Just because you’re a little bit pretty you think you can look down on me!? Don’t get so full of yourself! You’re still just a fool who ended up being betrayed by your partner in crime!” 

If any of Touko’s complaints registered with the other lady they went unresponded, or in Touko’s personal opinion, ignored as the other busied herself with surveying their surroundings. It was good at the very least that even if the other had dumped her here they had a mutual goal of survival. In exchange for Touko’s knowledge the other, who addressed herself simply as Nobu, would carry out all the grunt work. That suited Touko just fine. 

“…. Ha.” A thin yet wide smile spread across Touko’s face as Nobu presented her with her identity and made a comment about her name, which the girl focused on. “Bet it’s not as dumb as you.” Touko remarked this rather smugly, but it was for but a fleeting moment as she regained her usual withdrawn composure. 

“W-Why should I tell you my name!? Shouldn’t you already know!? You kidnap someone and you don’t learn any details!? What kind of half-assed kidnapper are you! Is your partner the only one with brains between the two of you!?” Her insults and shouting were relentless, but even the energy in her voice was starting to die out thanks to the unrelenting heat that bore down on the two women. 

“F-Forget about that… Water.. Find water..” Her voice had grown hoarse as she pleaded in a commanding tone for Nobu to do her part. Touko kept her distance from her but would follow closely behind the moment Nobu made any movement. She trusted the other about as far as she could throw her which, given her lack of physical strength, wasn’t very far at all. 

“Haah?” Nobu furrowed her brows. “I have no reason to do somethin’ like that. I’ve never even met you before! Wouldn’t I have to have a grudge against you or something to pull some shit like this?” Well, if having someone to blame made her feel better about the situation, she couldn’t really stop her, even if she wished the blame wasn’t directed at her. “I keep tellin’ ya, this has nothing to do with me!” She was pretty sure Nobukatsu wouldn’t be able to pull this off, and he didn’t have a reason to either, if she thought about it long enough.

However, there was one other thing that caught her attention in the other’s words. She placed a hand to her chest, her eyes practically shining. “I’m pretty?” she repeated, before laughing boisterously. “Of course I’m pretty! The Oda genes are strong, you know!” ...So strong that she and her brother looked like they could have been twins honestly. “Ah, but if you think I’m pretty, you should see my brother. He’s totally got the long haired pretty boy thing going on!” Wait, hadn’t he grown his hair out to copy her...? Maybe she was due for a style change.. If she’d registered the comment about being full of herself though, it must have gone right over her head.

Nobu wasn’t bothered in the slightest though. If anything, she had an easy time adapting to situations as they evolved, so even as strange as the current situation was and her companion’s attitude, she rolled with it just as easily as she’d handle anything else. Mostly because she didn’t see a reason to stress herself out yet, but she was reasonably confident things would work out somehow. If they worked together, at least, their survival would definitely be assured. 

Still, the comment about her name... “I may be pretty dumb, but this name is seriously dumb,” Nobu remarked, expression falling to a grimace. “Maybe not so dumb for a guy, but for a girl? It’s pretty dumb. My dad’s such a big history buff, you know what he decided to name his eldest child even when he found out it was gonna be a girl? Just because our last name’s Oda? Nobunaga.” Oh. Huh. That was the first time she’d willingly said it, huh. She was trying to make a point though. “See? It’s dumber than me, right?” 

The other still seemed hung up on being kidnapped, though Nobu couldn’t really blame her for that either. “Well, you don’t have to tell me your name. I just thought it was better than calling you Glasses or Braids, y’know?” she responded, tilting her head slightly. “Seriously though, kidnapping’s really not my thing! Hey, hey, we’re more like comrades in arms! We’re in the same situation, after all. If we were kidnapped, we were kidnapped together!”

They had their first goal though. Finding water sounded easy enough. If there was wildlife on the island, they’d surely have a fresh water source. If they could find any animal tracks, it’d lead to water eventually, right? “Alright, let’s go!” Nobu exclaimed, pointing ahead of them into the jungle like she was signalling some sort of charge before she began walking up the beach. “Still, of all the places we could have been dumped, the beach isn’t too bad! Well...we don’t have sunscreen though..”

[dairokutenheir]

wagahaii​:

🐈|| Kaleidoscope

“Mhm! Mhm!” This girl totally gets it! Did that mean that the next time they ate they’d be stealing from each other’s plate? Neko held up a finger to her chin in thought but then smiled her cat-like smile, ultimately deciding that that’d actually be pretty amusing. Maybe soon they’d find out whenever Anna decided to return with what Neko had just assumed was food from the get go. 

“I can have more? Really!?” Her expression morphed from sadness to joy. There was a twinkle in her mismatched eyes as she balled her fist and thrust her hands into the air. “Yay! Sunny is the best! Well, Shirou is the best best! But Sunny is the best!” She cemented her feelings towards her King aloud even if the other had no idea what she was talking about, as if the silver haired male was present.

Neko set her hands down and immediately turned her attention towards the pocky, her fingers moving dexterously into each box to grab one of each flavor and lined them up on the bar in front of her. “Let’s see… Let’s see!” She rubbed her hands together and plucked the chocolate first, setting it between her teeth and making a very pleased and drawn out hum of approval. 

“Hey, hey, Sunny! Are you friends with Anna? Or Shades?” Now that her taste buds could be sated she decided to take an interest in the girl with the sun emblem on her hat. 

“Yeah, no worries,” Nobu grinned, pleased to see the other girl so happy. Wasn’t that the most important part of sharing food? There were plenty of snacks anyway, and if the girl was still hungry after, it was easy to just head to the nearest convenience store and buy some more. Money wasn’t really an issue there either. Well, she’d worry about that bridge when it came to it, but for now, she was happy to see the other enjoying herself so much. “Haha, thanks!” she grinned, tilting her head slightly. “This Shiro person must be pretty awesome to be even better than me!”

She had no idea who the energetic girl was talking about, but it was clear the girl cared about him a lot. Perhaps the bond between clansmen? Though if anything, she supposed this Shiro could also be a King. Or maybe even neither. The only one here who’d know for sure was the girl in front of her. 

Nobu paused at the question though, a light laugh leaving her lips at the nickname “Shades”, knowing that could likely be only one person. “You could say that,” she smiled, propping her chin up on her hand as she leaned against the bar. “I’m a new member of Homra. I mean, I’m still gettin’ to know everyone but I definitely consider them all precious friends already.” Granted, Homra was a large clan, so it was definitely a little slow but that was fine. She had plenty of time.

“Well, out of everyone though, I probably spend the most time with Yata. He’s like my senpai, and he’s pretty fun to tease.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she spoke, thinking back to her first meeting with Homra’s vanguard. Even now it was still too funny.

“What about you? Tell me about this Shiro of yours.”

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

“Huh…” He listened to Nobu, wondering if her simple mindedness was really the solution to everything. If he just didn’t think or use his brain, which people often told him he didn’t use regardless, would it stop him from losing control around women? He somehow doubted it. It was like a reflex. If he just stopped thinking he was sure he’d somehow have even less control.

“You.. You’re surprisingly simple minded, huh?” He’d gotten from his first impression that she was rather carefree.. maybe even careless. But he can’t believe he had heard from her about not using her brain so easily. A lot of what she said just further gave him the impression that she was not only just a go with the flow sort of person but that she marched to the beat of her own drum. 

In simple terms…

.. She was just an idiot. 

He didn’t know if he should feel relieved or not.. That his partner in figuring this all out was even less clueless than him.. Not to mention had probably usurped his throne of being Homra’s resident idiot.

“Alright then. Let’s go get a crepe. It’ll be troublesome if you turn back to normal, but.. If you really can sniff things out then it’s too useful a skill to ignore..” Besides, the crepe sellers cart was mobile. It was entirely possible that she could move freely throughout the city. “Let’s retrace our steps first and if we don’t find her we’ll just find any old crepe we can find so you can get a scent for it.” In the meantime if she turned back he still had the red sweater tied around his waist.. Or hell even the shirt off his own back. It was baggy enough that he was sure it’d cover enough. Besides, this wasn’t his first rodeo with an exhibitionist.. But it certainly didn’t make things easier on him.

He picked up his skateboard and opened the door for her since he knew she couldn’t open it herself and stepped outside, locking the doors to the bar behind him since no one else was currently there. He didn’t know if that was a good thing or not. On the one hand he didn’t want anyone else to see him this way.. But on the other, Kusanagi’s advice was probably better than nothing. Yata didn’t have much to go on anyways other than the intel Saruhiko fed him and whatever just popped into Nobu’s head. 

“Hm?” she blinked up at him, giving the impression that if she were still normal she’d be smiling. A loud laugh left her at his words. “It’s fine, isn’t it? If you use your brain too much, you get all stuck in your thoughts and go round and round and end up with a headache! It can’t be helped!” It might have been simple-minded to some but, she really did believe it was better than letting herself get stuck in her own head when things bothered her. 

That wasn’t to say that things didn’t get to her, but for the most part it was usually little things that she didn’t deem necessary to really get upset over. If it made her an idiot, then so be it! Actually, maybe she was an idiot because of the stupid name her dad had given her. That warlord guy had been called the Fool of Owari or something, right? Maybe she had more in common with him than she thought. Well, it was still a mouthful of a name, and Nobu sounded way cuter.

She still looked a little too pleased with herself when he agreed to her shot-in-the-dark plan though. “Right? In that case, it’s pretty lucky this is what I ended up with!” It couldn’t be too hard to sniff out a crepe, right? She’d just have to sniff for all those delicious flavors mixed together! Well, in a big city like this, that was probably easier said than done. She wasn’t going to let that deter her though!

“Roger that, partner!” she chirped happily, trotting out after her. “I’m pretty sure when I ran into her, she was near one of those hobby shops. I remember seeing some kind of figurines!” If that helped. He’d probably encountered her somewhere else though, seeing as she seemed to move around quite a bit. That’d probably make finding her a little harder, but they had to get this sorted out.

[dairokutenheir]

girlphobic​:

howling at the moon || yata & nobu 

“O-Of course not!” His cheeks reddened at the reminder of his behavior. It’s not like he had any control over it! But he’d still deny that he’d do it. Well, he doubt he would if she was in this state. 

“W-What?! Don’t just yell all of a sudden!” He was already on edge enough as it is, and her yell caught him off guard, startling him. For a moment he feared she was going to turn back to normal. His cheeks reddened once more at the memory of her in a state of undress and he reflexively turned his head away just in case. 

“Huh…?” Crepe this, crepe that.. “Now that I think of it.. Saruhiko was sayin’ somethin’ similar about that too..” It was mumbled more to himself than to her, and he had no idea just how keen her senses were now that she was practically a dog. In any case, Nobu hadn’t returned back to normal and Yata heaved a sigh of relief, not even raising a brow at how clumsy her movements were. 

“Wait, can ya really do that?” Yata blinked in surprise and awe, though she was right. It wouldn’t do them much good if she didn’t know what that crepe seller smelled like. “You met her in the plaza too, right? If not we can just retrace our steps! .. Or somethin’.” He didn’t want to believe a crepe had really done this to them, but if Saruhiko was right then she had probably been a strain. It wouldn’t be so surprising then even if it did take him a bit to warm up to the idea. 

“You sure you should be goin’ out like that though? What if you turn back to normal! You don’t have any control over it, right!?” It’s not like he had any control over himself either. 

“Whew, that’s a relief!” Alright, maybe she’d just stay like this for a bit. For the sake of her sanity as well as his. Still, being flirted with so boldly like that was definitely a new experience! Hell, flirting in general. It wasn’t like anyone was jumping at the chance to woo a yakuza heiress. It was definitely because of that! No other reason! She was just as sexy and cute as anyone else, dammit! Well, even though she was saying that, his flirting really had thrown her for a loop. At least she could calm down like this.

Her gaze practically sparkled as she looked up at him. How was that? It was totally genius, right? Of course, it’d only be natural if he was in awe of her after that! She understood, she’d allow him to praise her for using her brain properly! ...Except he didn’t seem as impressed as she’d hoped, at least until she mentioned trying to sniff out the crepe seller. Hm. Well, that was good enough. It couldn’t be helped!

“We won’t know til we try it!” she answered confidently, looking about as smug as a canine could. “It can’t be that hard, I’ll just find the scent of crepes, and if we find crepes, we’re sure to find her eventually!” 

However, that momentary buzz fizzled out as he continued. Her tail drooped momentarily, hanging in place as she thought it over. “MMmmmmghh...you have a point,” she huffed, tilting her head to the side as one ear twitched. “I don’t really know how else to do it though..Maybe if we could figure out some sort of trick to it..” Well, she was comfortable with her body, but she at least knew that was a crime, and she wasn’t keen on getting arrested.

How had she even returned to normal then transformed back..? All she’d been thinking was remembering the words the crepe seller had said. “I turned back to this when I thought about what that crazy lady said, so maybe that has something to do with it! If that’s the case, if i just don’t use my brain, we’ll be fine!”

....It was a ridiculous statement, but somehow she looked even prouder of herself for having the idea.