★DANCER BOY

MY PARENTS ARE BETTER THAN YOUR PARENTS !!

[danceloved]

azurelegacy.

       His tactic works. The corners of her mouth lift into the barest hint of a smile, amusement glimmering in her eyes. He’s persistent, at least, which she can admire, even if she doesn’t wholly agree with his methods. With their moms being friends, she’s known Daisuke and his siblings for most of her life; she knows that this is far from the last time he’ll pull one of these stunts— though it’s in her nature to be the voice of reason and try to dissuade him. It’s always futile in the end. Daisuke will do what he wants until his parents say otherwise.

        With a sigh that could have very well sounded like surrender, Setsuna finally steps forward. She stretches a palm out, bends at the knees, and gives the kitten an awkward pat between the ears. Okay, she is pretty adorable. Under her fingers, Setsuna can feel the soft vibrations her purring. Her gaze softens; it’s the German Shepherd all over again. ❝If it weren’t for your mom, I think you and Yuugi-san would have an entire house full of animals.❞ The sad part is she’s not so sure that’s an exaggeration. 

        ❝…If your mom lets you keep her, can I help?❞ Setsuna isn’t entirely sure why she feels compelled to ask. Perhaps it is some old, buried disappointment that still lingers for not getting to have her own pet. But the offer is there. ❝I mean— if she needs to get shots or whatever, I can pitch in. I have allowance money and my dad can’t necessarily say no; it’s mine to do with what I want.❞ 

                    A grin stretches wide over his face when she steps forward and PETS THE KITTEN. Amazing. It’s like the sky is falling. It’s like the grass turned purple. The world is ending and this is the first act of it all. Kidding, kidding. He knows that she’s capable of gentleness, of course he knows. They’ve practically grown up together and he knows her —— maybe not well and maybe not like the BACK OF HIS HAND ( or like one of his siblings or his mom or his dad or —— ) but he’s seen sides of her that many people aren’t necessarily privy to.

              ❝ Of course you can help !! ❞ his enthusiasm is suddenly boundless for all that he knows that his mom won’t let him keep her. It’s silly, to be so excited about such a trivial thing, but Setsuna WANTS TO HELP with the kitten and who is he to say no? Really, it’s his mom that’s going to be saying no, and he’s fairly certain that they’re both aware that his mom isn’t going to allow it, but sometimes it’s nice to suspend reality and exist somewhere where there’s inklings of optimistic hope. No harm in that, right?

                   Reality is always lurking, though.  ❝ If my mom doesn’t say yes, though,” he says, voice pitching to something softer and gentler and he looks up from the kitten, his father’s warmth settling upon his face,  ❝ do you want to come to the animal shelter with me? One or two times, anyways, to make sure that she’s settling in alright? ❞ He knows the employees and volunteers at the animal shelter and he knows that they’ll treat her WELL but, still.

[danceloved]

HEADCANON .01, DANCE.

Daisuke loves dancing in general, but while he started off in ballet classes ( naturally, that’s where they all started, it’s where they all began ) he didn’t find ballet to be his PASSION. He’s skilled enough when it comes to ballet, and he has a natural grace and talent when it comes to dancing in and of itself, but he found himself enthralled with other types of dance.

He’s taken classes for every type of dance under the sun, from ballroom to tap to jazz, and he finds enjoyment in every last one. However, he does end up favoring contemporary and hip hop and break dancing. Daisuke is generally a good performer in the aforementioned styles of dance, but outside of those three he’s especially talented when it comes to KPOP DANCE, which is his favored style, to absolutely no one’s surprise.

There are five or six days out of the week that Daisuke attends dance lessons of his own accord with a certain amount of gusto. Generally he attends lessons for his favored genres of dance, but when it strikes his fancy he dabbles in other places, particularly when it comes to ballroom dance, though he doesn’t exactly have a steady partner, since he doesn’t dedicate a large enough portion of his time to it.

[danceloved]

azurelegacy.

        Whatever softness might have been in Setsuna’s expression flatlines the moment Daisuke opens his mouth. She doesn’t get it. Not really. Logically, she knows there’s no reason for a cat to feel self-conscious. The very idea of it is ridiculous. Therefore, she feels unsympathetic towards her friend’s efforts. ❝I could. My dad DEFINITELY could.❞

     She’d tried, once, when she was ten with a German Shepherd that had tried to follow her home through the park. Setsuna never begged for anything, but she’d all but cried when Seto put his foot down and told her absolutely not. Kisara, at least, let her take the dog to a shelter where it could be properly adopted out. She never tried bringing home an animal again. 

     Setsuna folds her arms, making no effort whatsoever to close the distance. Besides the fact the cat was in dire need of a bath, she was positive it would leave evidence of fur behind on her uniform, which was unacceptable. She’d take her chances offending the creature. ❝Well, I still think you should ask first.There’s always the chance she’ll say no, and then what will you do?❞ Because if he thinks for one minute SHE’S going to take it home, he’s seriously mistaken.

             ❝ What I always do, ❞ he shrugs like it’s nothing when it isn’t really NOTHING, per say, because he feels a soft pang of disappointment every time he has to part with an animal, but it’s honestly just standard at this point. He’s been doing this since he was young and it’s the same song and dance, and maybe one day he’ll learn, but he’s been unwilling to give in just yet.

                 It’s pretty silly, honestly, and he’s not sure why he’s so determined when it comes to this sort of thing, but he is. Daisuke always knows what the outcome will be, but he wants to try anyways. He can’t imagine a day that he’ll give up on trying to bring strays home, and he’s not sure what’ll have happened to him to make that day come. So he persists.

             ❝ I’ll say my sad goodbyes, ❞ he’s being a bit OVER DRAMATIC but it’s the best way that he knows how to amuse and sometimes it’s nice to get Setsuna to smile. He lifts the small kitten and touches his forehead to hers, grinning softly before squishing their cheeks together.  ❝ Then I’ll take her to the local shelter and check in every other day to make sure that she gets adopted into a nice home. ❞ The same song and dance.

[danceloved]

apricotheart.

        Anzu’s initial reaction is a slow– veeeeeery slow– exhale through the nose, head tilting skyward as though to ask the heavens above what she had done to deserve this. She knows the tone; the subtle whine which laces his voice in an all-too familiar precursor to asking for something he definitely shouldn’t. ❝Oh no— Daisuke, please…❞ 

         Despite everything in her telling her not to, she turns from the sink, drying her hands on a towel, and finally looks at her son. His expression could have melted even the coldest heart, but Anzu is immune. She’s seen it far too many times; from Daisuke and his father. Anzu places her hands on her hips. She looks at Daisuke, and then at the cat in his arms. ❝Then what is it exactly?❞

              Daisuke isn’t dumb and his mom isn’t dumb and he knows that and it’s a wonder that he KEEPS TRYING, really, but his parents had always told him to never give up and all that. They were probably referring to something else when they told him that, rather than to persistently keep trying to bring strays home, but listen. Listen. He approaches everything the same way. A new dance move, a test, an argument with Hikari, bringing stray animals home. It’s just the way it works !!

                                    Maybe he should’ve talked to dad first, though.

           ❝ Diiiiiiiiid you know that the more pets a house has, the happier it is? ❞ not exactly an actual fact but it seemed correct enough. Never mind that they already did have a pet, but he always favored dad —— wanting his own pet wasn’t so bad, was it? Never mind the fact that he wanted to adopt every stray he saw and wasn’t allowed to go into animal shelters, ever.  ❝ I’ve been told that pets can bring good fortune, too —— really, I’m looking out for the family by bringing her home !! ❞

[danceloved]

azurelegacy.

        Without a doubt, Setsuna would have been strung up by the ears if she even so much as considered bringing home a stray animal; especially if she did so without first consulting her parents. Maybe that’s why she’s so confounded by Daisuke’s current predicament. Suddenly, it’s becoming quite clear that Hikari’s complaints hadn’t been an exaggeration. 

        It’s not as though the kitten is mangy. It’s actually rather cute— for a stray, at least. The poor thing is underweight and hardly looks old enough to be without its mother. 

        ❝I don’t know about this… shouldn’t you ask your mother first?❞ It is not coincidence that Setsuna keeps several feet of distance between herself and Daisuke, eyeing the kitten which had now taken up residence in his arms. She wrinkles her nose a bit. ❝You don’t even know if it has a disease.❞

@danceloved | didn’t ask for a starter but is getting one.

            Okay, so, there is definitely something to be said as to his BAD HABIT regarding animals. Well, strays. Daisuke is drawn to them no matter what situation he’s in —— walking to school and there’s a stray dog in an alley? He’s definitely going to stop to make sure it’s okay. Late to dance practice and there’s a cat up in a tree? His instructor is just going to have to deal, because that’s takes top priority. He get’s it from his dad, okay? That automatically means it’s not ALL BAD. Really, it’s a good thing.

             Not that his mom particularly agrees but, well, she married his dad, didn’t she? Ergo, she’s at least kind of used to it. Kind of. ( maybe he’s a bit more listless and intent about it, to be fair. )

          ❝ She’s not an it, and you’re gonna make her self-conscious, standing that far away, ❞ Daisuke says, holding the cat close to his chest, scratching under her chin adoringly. Setsuna has a point, he really should ask his mom first, but. Well. Easier to ask for forgiveness than plead for permission, right? That kinda how he OPERATES.  ❝ It’ll be fiiiiine, though, trust me. Just look at her face —— who could say no to that? ❞

[danceloved]

@apricotheart

            ❝ Moooooooom, ❞ his voice is dangerously close to plaintive and his eyes are wide and he’s doing his best I’m an angel and have done nothing wrong ever impression. Within STANDARD SITUATIONS he would never employ such tactics but. Listen. The cat in his arms is the cutest thing and he’s allowed to be a little whiny with his mom, right? Right. Totally right. ( gotta be as innocent as possible so that vein in her head doesn’t pop up !! )  ❝ I swear this isn’t at all what it looks like. Honestly. ❞

[danceloved]

LISTEN, you can debate with me until you’re blue in the face, but face it —— my parents are better than your parents !! —— ind. and sel. yugioh next gen oc, son of mutou yuugi and mazaki anzu.

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