Starving Artist

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[goemoned]

Art Appreciation | Maruki and Yusuke

Maruki hadn’t exactly expected someone to approach him, since he didn’t think he stood out all that much, but he didn’t mind too much. He always welcomed new perspectives, and perhaps this young man had an interpretation to the art that Maruki hadn’t considered.

Maruki listened to the blue-haired youth attentively. “Ah, your sensei painted this? It’s very eye-catching. A beautiful piece. Admittedly, I don’t look at art too much…” As the young man spoke, the brief grimace that passed his features didn’t escape Maruki’s notice, and the man’s attempt to cover that slip in expression only served to concern Maruki. Similarly, Maruki tried not to let it show too heavily on his face and continued wearing a smile.

“Oh, there’s no need to apologize. It’s quite relieving to see someone your age being so passionate about the arts, although I suppose you’re an artist yourself if Madarame is your sensei.” The name Madarame rang a bell for Maruki, but not for any good reasons. Coupled with the sour expression he saw earlier, a red flag was raising, but Maruki didn’t have to stick his nose into this young man’s business. At least, that’s what he was telling himself to try in vain to quash the worry he felt for this young man. Was he okay being Madarame’s pupil…?

He tried not to let it show on his face.

“I’ve heard of the Sayuri once, I believe. It had something to do with Madarame-san finding fame, right? I’d love to see it in person if I can, especially since someone with as strong ties to art as yourself recommended it.”

Yusuke chuckled at the man’s admission. “That is quite alright. Then if I may ask, what brings you to the art exhibit this day?” Even though he admitted not to looking at art much, he still understood that Madarame’s art must have had enough sway to pull this man into browsing the exhibit, at least whatever his circumstances were he was being respectful. 

The smile on Yusuke’s face remained as the other guessed the relationship of he and Madarame properly. “Correct. Well, to be more precise, he adopted me. I only gained my love of art through him. Once I set eyes upon his maiden piece I knew right then and there what my life’s calling would be and he so graciously took me under his wing.” 

Whatever brief and fleeting grimace the younger male displayed earlier had all but vanished, and before him was nothing more than a young teen all too eager to sing his Sensei’s praises. Not that Yusuke dwelled on it whatsoever. In fact, the thought never crossed his mind that that momentary feeling of disgust had been observed. Nonetheless there could absolutely be no room for doubt that Yusuke truly thought of Madarame as a Master of his craft. He didn’t know why but he just couldn’t think too terribly of the man who had painted that mysterious piece despite his frustrations with him at times. 

“Of course. Right this way.” He led the way through the exhibit, weaving expertly through the area slowly as to allow the other to keep sight on him at all times. The exhibit drew a crowd every year, but the closer they got to the painting in question the harder it became to weave through the crowd. Finally they made their way to the painting on display in the center of the room towards the back. 

That all too familiar painting of the woman, shrouded in purple smoke with a complicated and mysterious expression hung there. The moment Yusuke laid eyes on it, the most subtle hint of a gentle smile stretched his lips. 

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

She was glad he’d at least accept that, even if he didn’t understand how much help he’d been. But that was fine. He probably wasn’t the type to dwell on things like that either. Or maybe it was just the hunger clouding his brain? Still, she smiled. That counted as a friend, right? She was aware Sojiro was staring like there was something wrong with them, like one of them had sprouted another head on their shoulders or something.

Still, a snort left her lips at the artist’s question. “I told you already, it’s my treat as thanks for helping me, so order whatever you want,” she stated, adjusting her glasses as she tilted her head slightly before grinning up at Sojiro. “You heard him!”

It seemed to snap the man out of his daze as he shook his head. “…Yeah, coming right up,” he murmured, continuing to shake his head even as he moved to make the male’s order. Was he dreaming? It sure felt like he’d entered some parallel universe. Still, with his back to them, no one would see the faint smile on his lips. She’d made a friend, huh?

With Sojiro occupied, she turned her attention to Inari once more, propping her chin up on her hand. “Basically, yeah. I…I’m not good with crowds, like you saw but..I’m trying to get better. Having you there helped a lot because I had something to focus on other than the crowd and the impending doom of having to interact with another human being.” Hm. Maybe that was a bit much? “But like I said, in exchange for helping me out like that, I’ll treat you to lunch or whatever!”

The impending doom of having to interact with another human being, was it? Yusuke folded his arms and nodded his head as though it was an absolutely acceptable and viable conclusion. “I see..” Well, he didn’t really care to interact with others anyways. Besides, he rarely got anything out of it. Except for this time. 

“I am quite used to crowds so this arrangement works out perfectly.” He didn’t design to elaborate, but there was always a lot of people at his Sensei’s art exhibits. He didn’t care much for them either, but at least he was used to them. 

Yusuke’s stomach noticeably growled as the smell of coffee and curry permeated throughout the cafe. It generally always smelled like this here, given that it was LeBlanc’s specialties, but it was his first time being able to sample the food. His only thoughts now were focused on just how quickly the food would come out. He wasn’t one to be embarrassed by trivial things, but nevertheless he placed a hand over his stomach to soothe it and suppress any sounds more out of politeness and good manners than anything else. 

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artfully questing || yusuke & luvia

His words left her at a momentary loss. So he really wasn’t aware of how eccentric his actions were, huh? Well, it seemed like the only thing he had on the brain was art, so she supposed that could be excused. She did enjoy seeing the passion someone held for their hobby. “I think, perhaps, it is more so the way you act and the way nothing seems to phase you. It gives you an air of mysteriousness.” Or maybe strangeness was more accurate? But a proper lady knew when to hold her tongue.

Though he did raise a new question. If this was a vr game, then how in the world did they end up here? She rubbed her chin, furrowing her brows in thought. “To be honest, my memory there seems to be lacking. I don’t recall ever approaching such a thing, though I had certainly debated obtaining a device for games such as these…Perhaps its merely a side effect of the game.” A bug that needed to be worked out, maybe? But something like that was dangerous, was it not?

“As for exiting…I’m not sure. I didn’t see a log out button on the menu, but perhaps we can exit the game once we take care of that dragon,” she suggested, thinking out loud more than outright answering him. “Though with a condition like that, it makes one wonder if we were put here against our will. I’d heard rumors of a strain causing chaos with a crepe stand…perhaps this is a similar situation?” Though why they would trap people, she wasn’t sure.

A small chuckle left her lips as he continued and nodded. “Indeed. For the time being, our goals align. If defeating the dragon does indeed mean we can leave this game behind, then it’s all the more reason we should see this through to the end.” They would certainly need to prepare carefully. “First things first, in games such as these, it’s important to obtain healing potions. It looks like we have a bit of currency to start with, so we can make that a priority. There should be low level monsters outside the town as well, so once we have our potions, we can practice combat as well.” 

That was how these things were usually done, weren’t they? She pursed her lips, running over the strategy in her mind. “Defeating monsters should also get us more money as well, so we should see about upgrading our equipment, since the better the equipment, the better the stat boost.”

Yusuke blinked, his eyes widening and clearly visible beneath his mask. "Nothing seems to phase me..?" To him, nothing could be more furthest from the truth. Of course he got bothered by things. He got understandably frustrated with his art, and even in the privacy of his own room frustrated with even his Sensei. It wasn't so much that he appeared unphased but that no one ever cared to take notice of the times when he was phased. Well, it wasn't like he went parading around with his emotions on full display either. And because of his indifference to others, he guessed it was obvious no one would have taken notice. He didn't want to bare his emotions to a complete stranger, but he still wanted to clear the air of one thing. "Do not misunderstand. I do, just like anyone else, get phased by things. Though perhaps the only difference is that I am unbothered by what most generally are." Of that he could admit to. Things like love or relationship issues.. He couldn't be bothered by things that didn't bother him, and he didn't care about most of what teenagers cared about today. Perhaps that was the only difference. Though he guessed in that way he could be considered an oddity. He wouldn't dispute that. "Though, if we are on the subject of the deeper meanings behind our appearances.. What would you say would be the meaning behind your regal design? Blue is the color of tranquility and yet you're offset by Gold which is a symbol of wealth." Not to mention her hair were in ringlets, which gave her a sort of princess-like look. When he had first seen her, the thing that stuck out to him the most was the color combination. It's not as though he were new to color being an artist, but it did inspire him to want to paint something with that color scheme once he returned home. He mulled over her reasoning for why or how they had ended up in a virtual reality game. He cupped his chin in silent contemplation. He had no idea with what she was alluding to with the crepe stand incident, as a painter who locked himself up in his room for hours on end and only focused on painting. He did listen to her plans and nodded his head in agreement. "Alright, then we will stop first in this town and gather supplies. Although.. If supplies were needed, couldn't we have gotten them in the first town?" It may have seemed obnoxious for him to ask this question when he was the one who had given the driver the go ahead to leave in the first place, but being self-aware wasn't exactly his forte.    "Also.. What did you mean by strain?" Was there a virus rampaging through Shizume City that he was unaware of? Well, he was already unaware of many things, since he just didn't care about anything that didn't pertain to art.

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

“You might not think so, but you were seriously a big help,” she responded. She wasn’t entirely sure how to get it across that he’d really saved her back there. Heck, even going along with her the whole time just for the promise of food. Well, she could understand that at least, especially for food. It was a pretty good motivator. She’d definitely make it up to him, whether he thought she needed to or not, especially if she’d be able to call on him for more things like this. 

“This was the first time I managed to successfully get there and complete the goal. It almost got derailed, but then you showed up like some god of fortune…” she paused, eyes widening before snapping her fingers, a grin on her face. “That’s it! I’ll call you Inari!” She hummed happily as she led the way back to LeBlanc. Of course, he’d just introduced himself, but it was fine. He had a nickname now. That meant they were friends! …They were friends now, right? Was this how it worked?

“Why don’t we work out a deal, Inari? I’ll help you out with anything you need, and you can help me out with stuff like this in exchange for food or something,” she offered. He liked art, right? Maybe she could offer to get him some supplies or something. Well, it was up to him.

Finally, their destination was in sight and she pushed the door open, the bell chiming over head. The cafe was surprisingly empty, with only the older male behind the counter. A bright grin crawled across her lips, finally feeling completely at ease–though Yusuke’s presence had definitely helped that. 

“Sojiro! I’m back, and I brought a friend! Two plates of curry, please!” she declared as she waltzed up to the counter and settled herself down. “Do you want anything else? It’s my treat.” 

For his part, Sojiro looked like his eyes were about to bug out of his head. Futaba? Bringing a friend…?

“I do not think what I did was much, but if you say it was then I have no place to refute it.” He closed his eyes and tried not to focus too much on the prospect of food. The thought of eating that much coveted curry that he had yet to try was really gnawing at his greedy stomach. 

The nickname that the ginger haired girl gave him made his eyes snap open in confusion. “Inari?” Why was she giving him a nickname? Not to mention one that reminded him of food. No one had ever given him a nickname before and he was a little confused by the custom of nickname giving. Well, no harm no foul he surmised, even though every time she called him that he’d end up thinking of food. 

“A deal?” Yusuke raised a brow quizzically. For someone who had been so at a loss for words inside that store she sure was full of them now, slinging them one after another at him without giving pause. “Hm..” He cast his gaze downwards as he mulled it over. The prospect of being fed was a worthy payment but they could go over the details after they’d filled their bellies. He really hadn’t been kidding when he said he was famished. 

He followed behind her in silence as she led the way to Cafe LeBlanc, pushing the door open and he grabbed it immediately in case she let go of it too soon and it swung back to greet him in the face. Futaba greeted the Master cheerfully who did so in kind before his eyes bugged out once Yusuke had entered his field of vision. Yusuke didn’t understand the meaning behind that look but he was too hungry to bother deciphering it. 

“I can have something besides the curry?” His question was posed in a light tone of voice as if his question was already lost as he focused more on the menu. “If you are sure, then.. Master, I would like to order the House Blend, please.” He blinked at the older male for a moment, waiting for him to stop staring at him so intently and get started on their orders and once he had he settled into the stool beside her.

“Futaba, I would like to discuss this arrangement of ours in more detail. By help do you mean assisting you in a similar fashion like our earlier excursion?”

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

“Mm…Well, if it’s a matter of preference, then the winner is definitely Sojiro’s curry, you know?” Futaba responded, tilting her head slightly as she thought it over. “So I don’t really mind if that’s what you really want. I just figured I should offer something a little more…” well, not really fancy. She didn’t have that much money. “Point is, you helped me out a lot so I just wanna show my appreciation.” Especially since those were store-limited goods she wouldn’t have been able to get otherwise!

At his comment about the bus fare, she turned and looked at him. “Yeah, I, uh, kinda got that feeling when you came out of the store and told me you had no money.” Maybe she could just pay him for the trouble? But that might come across as insensitive. She was a little surprised though. Maybe it was just his strange personality, but she found it was a little easier to breathe in public. She wasn’t focusing on the fact she was surrounded by people. 

She paused as he handed her the bag, gratefully accepting it. It wasn’t how she’d expected things to go, but now she did have the brand new figure she’d been after. It’d go right next to all her Featherman figures…actually maybe it was better to put it on a shelf.. She needed to clean up again. 

“Well, if you’re that hungry, Big Bang Burger is a bit closer than LeBlanc? You can keep the change if you want though.” Actually, wouldn’t Sojiro be really surprised if she brought someone back with her? That sounded pretty funny, actually. “Mm, nevermind, LeBlanc it is!” she stated firmly, beginning her march toward the cafe. “Let’s get some curry…! Oh. I didn’t get your name, did I? I’m Futaba!”

“I see..” Yusuke politely and quietly listened to her reasoning and then gave her a small smile. “Truthfully, I don’t really think I did much to deserve appreciation, but nevertheless I’d be remiss if I didn’t graciously accept it when it is offered.” Especially if it came to food. For the girl, perhaps it had been a big deal but for him to spend some of his time accompanying someone it didn’t feel that way at all. It wasn’t that he was diminishing or making light of what she went through, but that it really wasn’t too hard on him to do.

Seeing Futaba’s casual reply about the change she was owed be redirected back to Yusuke, he shrugged and decided to pocket it. It wasn’t much that anyone would have missed it, he supposed, but money was money no matter how small the amount was and if she didn’t care for it he’d more than happily take it for her unless she changed her mind later, and it seemed that their time together was not coming to an end just yet. 

As usual, Yusuke kept calm as he watched the shorter girl mull over their two choices. It seemed that this Soujiro person that she seemed to hold some amount of affection for and his specialty had won her over in the end. “Un, a fine choice.” he commented, a small smile once more creeping into his generally passive expression. “Futaba, I see.. I’m Yusuke Kitagawa.” 

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artfully questing || yusuke & luvia

She was…a bit perturbed by the male’s blank stare, wondering if he’d even heard her. He finally spoke though, making it clear he had no idea what she was talking about, though she only vaguely knew herself. “It’s a type of game that completely immerses you in it. It plays in first-person, as though you’re truly inside the game. Each movement you make is replicated faithfully in game. A remarkable advance in technology, really.”

It looked like they really would be working together in taking down the dragon, so she supposed she ought to get used to his eccentricities as quickly as possible. Though that did not stop her from nearly giggling at his comment about the map. He resolved it just as quickly though, but she still felt the need to explain. “It’s alright, that will happen, I’m sure. If this truly is a game. Menus will be projected like that, but they can be cleared away just as easily.”

The world setup certainly seemed elaborate, though if she was being honest, this felt a bit too immersive for virtual reality. Only time would tell, she reasoned. They could take time to prepare, perhaps stock up on potions or—

….Or he could tell the poor crier they, or rather he, was already ready. Well, there went that plan. But at the very least, there would surely be more towns along the way to make those necessary preparations, and perhaps they would even be able to earn some money if they had to take out any monsters along the way. Leveling up would also be a good idea.

With that in mind, she followed him into the carriage, pausing as he spoke again…only it for it to be something completely unexpected. “…You do have a point. I suppose it is rather odd we didn’t go through character customization,” she murmured. “Perhaps there’s simply something about it that relates to who you are as a person. I do admit, it makes you look quite mysterious, so perhaps it simply means you’re mysterious to others.”

“We should also formulate some sort of plan before we head in blind. I doubt we’ll do much good if we go in unprepared.”

Yusuke cast his gaze downwards, his arms folded across his chest as he cupped his chin in contemplation. “Mysterious to others?” He questioned aloud, repeating her words. “Truth be told I think I am very straight forward and not difficult to understand at all.” He knew that people had perceived him as a strange, eccentric type, but he didn’t think he withheld much of his thoughts or desires to others. Perhaps the mystery behind him was just that he didn’t interact with others very much. Neither he or anyone else seemed interested in holding a conversation. 

“I agree. Preparation is definitely key. Though I am a bit lost on how to prepare for a.. A virtual reality game, as you called it?” He held out a hand as if motioning for her to speak more. “Would you happen to know how we came to be playing this game? And is there a way to exit this game?” He did offer up silence in exchange for her words of wisdom so that she had room to speak but after which he spoke up again once she was finished. 

“I won’t deny that I am interested in this quest that we have undertaken so regardless if we can leave or not, I’d like to see it through to the end. It’s not everyday that one can behold a dragon. I’d be terribly remiss if I were to pass up this opportunity.” Saying this, the blue haired male let his lips curl into a smile and just as he did the  carriage they sat in rocked and then began to move, the sounds of horseshoes clattering steadily against the ground filled the air. 

“Since you seem to be well versed in these matters I’ll leave the preparations to you and follow your lead. Though when we reach the next town what should our next move be?”

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

She…wondered if that was truly a good thing. Sure, the guy had a reputation for being a genius artist with many art styles under his belt on the one hand, but on the other…there were all those rumors online. But the way his expression looked, it was easy to tell he thought pretty highly of the guy. Maybe the rumors were just that, slander meant to knock someone down. Well, she wouldn’t bring it up. It didn’t seem like the time or place for that. 

Paying…for a purchase was an insanely difficult hurdle. She wasn’t even sure if she was breathing in that moment. Actually, her chest really hurt. Maybe she really was holding her breath. Her hands were clammy and trembling, or maybe it was her whole body that was trembling. She couldn’t even stammer out a “here you go, keep the change” in an attempt to get away but, as if he were some sort of hero in a new shounen anime, he took the money from her and handled it for her. 

Futaba blinked in confusion, her glasses sliding down her nose as she stared at her now empty hands. While she was still trying to process what had just happened, he took the liberty of leading her out of the store. She could breathe a little easier now, at least. Had he seen her struggling and intervened out of pity? Of course, she was grateful for the help but, it did sour her mood a bit that she looked that helpless back there. 

But then he spoke up, as if he’d sensed her thoughts–entirely unlikely though, given what she knew of him now. There was no way that dude could read minds. She blinked when she heard his reason before bursting into laughter, surprising even herself. That really did make her feel better though. 

She adjusted her glasses and smiled. “Nah, don’t worry about it. It would have taken forever if you were waiting on me. I did promise you food though, so let’s go. Are you really alright with curry though? I feel like after that I should at least treat you to something with a little more…oomph. Not that Sojiro’s curry isn’t the best curry ever but..”

This girl was a mystery, though he’d overheard many people say the same about himself. It wasn’t that she was hard to get a read on, it was actually quite the opposite. All her feelings were on display at all times it seemed. But one moment she was pushy, one moment she was scared, and then the next she was laughing. 

Yusuke blinked at her as she laughed, his eyes betraying just a slight glimmer of confusion which was soon replaced with a sparkle at the mention of food. “I really do not mind having curry, but if there is somewhere else you prefer... As long as it is not too far away.. As I mentioned, I am quite famished.” By now he would have been home and would have nibbled on whatever was there to sate his grumbling stomach but instead he’d helped her out.

“I regret to inform you that I do not have the funds for a bus fare so if there is a place within walking distance that would be most desirable.” The male stood there for a moment, staring at her blankly as he wondered just where she would decide on given that information. “Oh, that reminds me. Here.” He held out his hand which held the bag that contained the merchandise she sought. “I also have your change as well.”

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

Yes, she wanted to snap, because you went marching in on your own without waiting for me! But perhaps fortunately, anxiety prevented her from saying as much. It was fine in the end, as long as they still had some in stock by the time they got there. Still, hadn’t she said she needed someone to go in with her? Why had he just gone off on his own like that?!

“Aha…you too, huh?” she laughed nervously, pushing her glasses back up on her nose. Figures out of all people, she’d get someone similarly awkward to herself. Well, at least he seemed to be pretty calm in public. She’d be lying if she said that wasn’t a little helpful in calming her down. Mentioning art had seemed like a good way to go though, watching his expression change even the slightest bit. It was clear whatever piece he was talking about was important to him.

“I…don’t think I’ve ever seen it,” she responded, furrowing her brows. Though the name did sound familiar. Maybe she’d read something about it on the internet. “Sure,” she agreed, reasoning it’d at least give her something to focus on, and maybe it’d jar her memory on why it sounded so familiar. 

They shuffled along in line, and she could feel the creeping dread wrap its cold fingers around her throat, her chest tightening the closer they got. She was startled, however, when he suddenly handed over his phone. Blinking up at him, the anxiety momentarily forgotten, she couldn’t believe he’d really just trust a virtual stranger with his phone like that. “Are you sure?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “I could totally snoop around all your apps and stuff.”

Well, not that she would without having a reason to be suspicious of him. Still, he seemed way too trusting. Or maybe she just didn’t look that threatening. That was probably true, given just how short she was compared to him. Turning her gaze to the phone, she began to sort through the pictures. To say he was an art nerd was an understatement, when that was pretty much all he had pictures of. There was one she recognized though, a title she remembered seeing from a news article about an exhibit opening up soon. “Wait, wait, you’re telling me your ‘sensei’ is that Madarame guy?” Weren’t there like, a ton of bad rumors about him online? Was this guy alright?!

Though just like that, they’d reached the register and all at once, her panic slammed into her like a freight train. Shakily shoving his phone back into his hands, she reached into her pockets, fumbling for the cash. “I…I-I can….pay,” she managed to wheeze, even though she’d gone practically as white as a sheet. Her whole body seemed to tremble as she tried to count out the right amount, fully aware she was holding up the line now.

Oh, if only the ground would open up beneath her and swallow her whole.

At the girl’s inquiry, Yusuke raised a brow. “Yes, I’m quite sure.” He didn’t understand why anyone would want to browse through his app’s. Honestly, one wouldn’t find anything of interest on there unless they were into art. “Feel free.” After all, he’d offered her the phone as a distraction so if that’s what she wanted to do it was fine by him. He didn’t really have anything to hide. 

His expression seemed to brighten as she made the correlation between Madarame being his Sensei. “Ah, so you have heard of him. His reputation truly proceeds him.” A small, pleased smile curled Yusuke’s lips, one that would never belie any begrudging or dark feelings. It was clear to anyone who spoke to Yusuke that Madarame was a man that he revered, and so one would never guess what his home life was like. 

Though once they’d reached their turn in line and Yusuke had asked if she could pay, the girl’s questioning nature changed into fear. Yusuke blinked, holding out his hand to receive his phone and noted the way her body trembled as she did so. He furrowed a brow as he pocketed the cellphone, watching her intently just as the cashier did as he awaited payment. But Yusuke could no longer bare to watch. “May I?” he asked, ever courteously but didn’t wait for a response as he plucked the money carefully from the girl’s hands and thumbed through it.

Yusuke very easily counted out the correct amount, or at least as close to the target amount as he could and then handed the other the change. The cashier, seeing the girl’s anxiety, deigned to give Yusuke the bag with her purchase, and once Yusuke had secured it he led the girl outside the shop. “Forgive my earlier transgression, but...” In regards to how he had taken her money without awaiting her response.. It was an act that weighed heavily on his mind. It seemed silly to most but he believed in having good manners.

“You see... The truth is.. I’m quite famished. My apologies for rushing you.”

[dreamerofeden]

Art Appreciation | Maruki and Yusuke

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Maruki enjoyed a good weekend of lazing around, truth be told. At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel restless. If he slacked off too much on his research, he only got antsy. Finding that balance wasn’t an easy task, but one of his patients had mentioned their excitement about an upcoming art exhibit. Looking at the artwork could keep his mind stimulated while also being a relaxing activity, so that’s how Maruki decided he would spend his day off.

Paintings and sculptures from people of all walks of life lined the walls and filled the halls of the exhibit, and while Maruki didn’t have much of an eye for art in his opinion, the different styles and feelings each work displayed were not entirely lost on him. One particular painting caught his eye, however, and he stopped in front of it to gaze upon it.

“What a lovely work…” He wasn’t entirely sure how to put into words what stirred in his heart and mind as he looked upon the strokes of color on the canvas, but whatever it was, it was profound.

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“Ah, you have a good eye indeed.” Yusuke gave a small smile as he walked up from behind the brown haired man and then came to stand beside him. “That is one of my Sensei’s works. It is quite an old piece but I feel it still remains relevant to this day, even though this exhibit aims to highlight more of his recent works.” Yusuke accompanied his Sensei to almost every single on of his exhibits, and he couldn’t help but swell with pride whenever someone took an interest in one of the older works. Especially since this was one of the pieces Sensei had created himself... Or so he claimed. These days it was a much different story. 

Thinking on that now wouldn’t do him much good as it distorted his expression from one of pride to contempt, but it was a fleeting moment as he quickly shook his head. Whatever unsightly expression he was making wasn’t appropriate to the conversation. Once more Yusuke’s expression softened and he wore that practiced smile again with ease. “All of Madarame’s works are good but perhaps you could get a much better impression of him by perusing his older works? The Sayuri in particular is the most alluring one.”

There he went again going on and on about his great Sensei, Ichiryusai Madarame. It wasn’t often he got to sing his praises but right now it was mainly a distraction to take this stranger’s attention away from the newer works to the older ones. After all, those ones were just... no good. It wasn’t even for the fact that for the most part that they were his but also that none of them could compare to the painting in question.. Madarame’s greatest work. 

“Oh, my apologies. Sometimes I get a little carried away and forget myself.. I should not have assumed that you were unfamiliar with his work. I remember seeing you wandering aimlessly and took the liberty to provide you with better direction. If there is anything you wish to know I am more than happy to provide assistance.” For all Yusuke knew maybe this man was just looking for the restroom. 

[goemoned]

Venus de Milo - Yusuke & Karin

The feeling of dread did not subside even as the male agreed to furnish her with the clothing she requested and retreated into the house. He’d left the door open and even cautioned her about wandering off but Karin had absolutely no plans to even step one foot inside. For all she knew it was a ruse to have her put her guard down, but these days, Karin’s guard was up at all times. As she waited for the blue haired one to return, she constantly turned her head back and forth, from the open door to behind her, just to make sure no one was planning on sneaking up on her. 

The few minutes she waited felt like an eternity, but when he did she quickly snatched the white hoodie from out of his hands and eyed it momentarily before sliding each arm into it and pulling the hoodie over her head. Karin sighed in relief as her purple hair was obscured from view and she turned her attention back onto the man before her, blinking. He made no attempts to kidnap her. In fact his movements were almost slow and graceful in a way. If he’d wanted to do anything to her then why oblige to her request and then stand there patiently. 

She did feel a little bad about her manners, but she was always on edge these days. If she deduced him to actually be a good person she’d vow to apologize one day. She accepted his number without complaint and scanned over it. “Yusuke… Kitagawa-san?” She read back in a soft voice, her red eyes peering up at him from over the letter. 

“You’re… serious about this? You don’t know who I am?” Karin continued to watch him with growing curiosity. “I’ll bring this back tomorrow but first a question.. Why do you want me to model for you?” 

Yusuke watched, eyes blinking slowly as she donned on his sweater and then curiously enough seemed to hide most of her features from view. He thought it strange, especially given that she wasn’t bad looking by any means. “Oh, that does remind me that I never got your name. If we are to be working together in the future perhaps knowing this would be best.” 

Of course it never once crossed his mind just how suspicious she had been acting. He really didn’t care much about it either. As long as she’d agreed to model for him he couldn’t want for more. Though at her question he answered quite easily and readily. “It is because you fit the aesthetics of the piece I wish to create. Do you know of the Sayuri? It is my Sensei’s masterpiece and it is my dream to create a piece which rivals.. No, perhaps surpasses that of his own work. Truth be told, I just wish to create a painting I can be proud of and to do that I feel as though you are what I need in order to do so.”

He could go on and on about it but she seemed eager to go and he also knew that at any moment his Sensei and foster father would return home. “Yes, then I will expect you tomorrow. Anytime is fine with me as long as it is not too dark. I would like to be able to capture you in natural lightning for as long as feasible.” 

[goemoned]

artfully questing || yusuke & luvia

“A fox?” she repeated, blinking as she watched him run his hands over his mask instead of simply…taking it off to look. Or perhaps it was that he couldn’t remove the mask? Though she supposed that’d be rather strange. “Yes, it resembles what I’ve seen traditional fox masks look like,” she answered, though she wasn’t sure if he would even hear her, or listen. He seemed like a fellow who marched to the beat of his own drum. 

It seemed that they were both intrigued by the dragon though. Perhaps they would be working together after all. At least, from what little she knew of video games, being in a party meant working together. So then, was she meant to work with him to take down this dragon..? Well, she wasn’t entirely sure how that would go, given how his personality seemed to be thus far. It might be interesting at least. Maybe entertaining if she was lucky.

Though it seemed all they had to do to receive the quest was to ask about it. The relief on the man’s face seemed so realistic that it was hard not to feel sympathetic to his plight. However it seemed that the journey to face the dragon would not be a short one. Would it truly be five days? Or would it perhaps pass faster in this strange world? “Will we require a map?” she asked, “or will the path be easy to see?” 

Ordinarily, a lady of her upbringing would surely balk at the idea of riding in a carriage and perhaps camping. However, it captured Luvia’s attention. It seemed rustic, like something the average, everyday folks would do. It was a life she didn’t get to experience, so she didn’t want to pass up the chance. 

Her thoughts were derailed momentarily though when her partner spoke up once more, asking if she had her cellphone. She stared at him for a moment, surprised he’d asked such a thing. Had he truly not noticed how different the world around him was? 

“Regrettably, it would seem I do not. It seems as though we’re in some sort of virtual reality game, so I’m not sure it’d do much good anyway.”

Yusuke was silent at the blonde’s words for an almost uncomfortably long time, that if they were in a game one would think the screen had frozen on his face, despite the fact that he blinked every now and then. His expression, being completely blank and unreadable, gave no one the impression of what his inner thoughts could be. Finally when he spoke up, it was in a confused and questioning tone. “What is a.. Virtual Reality Game?” 

The male didn’t spend too much time pondering on it as the crier behind him cleared his throat, once more grabbing at Yusuke’s attention. He turned around to face him. “I’ve got a map I can give you.. You two are facing the dragon together, yes?” The man pulled a large and weather scroll from the folds of his robe and handed it to Yusuke. As soon as he received the scroll, large, bold words flashed across both his and the blonde woman’s field of vision “MAP ACQUIRED.”

The icons he could see previously had one that seemed to flash for a moment and Yusuke tapped at it, which probably looked to anyone else that he was poking the air. A large map spread across his vision and a town was highlighted in red. “VALENCIA.” 

“Hm... This is rather odd. I’ve heard of blindness but what does one call an affliction where your eyes only see what looks to be an outline of a map?” It was a little sad to think that if this was all he was doomed to see that he’d never again behold the Sayuri nor be able to work in front of a canvas again. However, as soon as his fingers tapped at something in the air the map disappeared. “Oh. That is much better.” Yusuke allowed himself a small smile of relief. 

“I can prepare a carriage for you. Once you are sufficiently prepared for your journey please come see me again and I can arrange for your departure.” 

“I’m ready.” Yusuke wasted no time in replying, which elicited rapid blinking from the crier who seemed momentarily stunned. 

“Er, uh, yes. Very well. Right this way.”

Yusuke followed the crier to a well used looking carriage, and since he didn’t really have any luggage, he climbed inside. The blonde woman with the blue tips seemed to follow after him, which didn’t surprise him given that she seemed interested in the dragon from the start. “I’ve had a question on my mind for a while now..” he trailed off as if in thought. If Yusuke had been pondering something it never once showed on his face. “But... why a Fox?”

[goemoned]

achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

Would this guy even have noticed if she’d been in there? She kind of doubted it, since he always seemed focused on something art related, or savoring his meal like it was the last thing he’d eat for a while. “Well, you don’t have to tell me that much,” she muttered, adjusting her glasses. “Sojiro’s coffee and curry is definitely the best.” A nostalgic taste, like her mom used to make. “I tend to come in when there’s not many people in there. Besides you’re always focused on other stuff, so I doubt you’d notice.” 

Wait, that wasn’t important though. She didn’t need to get sidetracked. “Huh? You’re sure?” she blinked. “You’re really fine with Leblanc?” She wasn’t going to complain if that’s really what he wanted. Well, maybe Sojiro would be proud of her for getting this far. But then again, didn’t bribery sort of defeat the purpose?

But then he was walking off without even waiting for her, leaving her even more confused. To make matters worse, he returned a few moments later empty-handed, only to announce that he didn’t have any money. Futaba slammed her palm against her forehead. “Well, yeah! I didn’t give you the money! You didn’t even wait for me! I said I’d go in with you, you know?” She pinched the bridge of her nose, the idea of going in there on her own once more making her queasy. 

“Okay…let’s…try this again,” she mumbled, grasping onto his sleeve and making her way back to the line, albeit shakily. “S-so, uh, talk to me. About something. Anything. You like art, right?” If she kept her mind busy with a conversation, maybe it’d work out better and she wouldn’t be so nervous.

She’d definitely deserve a good plate of curry today, for sure.

“Oh, so.. Are we venturing back in together?” He raised a brow as she grabbed at his sleeve and briefly wondered what it was about the women he’d met recently that seemed to have a penchant for clinging onto him like this, but found it didn’t really bother him so he made no comment on it. Though he couldn’t help but notice how shaky she’d become the moment they got back into line. 

“Anything, hm? This is difficult.. Admittedly, I do not converse with others much..” Though that was a given considering Futaba’s earlier admission about how whenever he did come into Leblanc that he’d mainly kept to himself. No one was really interested in talking with him either. It was honestly the one thing he did like about the owner there. But now he felt put a little on the spot, especially the way this petite girl trembled.. It was even reflected in her voice and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for her. 

“Do you know of the Sayuri?” Well, she’d brought up art, so if there was anything he was going to discuss it’d be the one piece that had originally awoken his love for it. “I have a picture on my phone if you would like to see it, however, it does no justice in comparison to seeing the genuine article in person.” His lips curled into a tiny smile as he spoke about it, as if recalling the most gentle memory, but it was doubtful if the cowering girl would ever have seen it. 

The line seemed to move on rather quickly. Most likely it was because everyone in line all sought the same thing which made completing purchase effective and efficient. Hm, maybe it was better to just hand her his phone so she could look through it. If she had a visual distraction perhaps it would better quell her anxiety. Yusuke dug into his pocket and fished out his phone, his fingers dancing across the screen as he selected the gallery and then handed it to her. 

“Here. Within should be the Sayuri, as well as other notable works by my Sensei. Feel free to peruse it for as long as you need.” Fortunately for her, the line moved along and Yusuke found himself once more standing in front of the register. “Yes, I’d once again like to request the limited edition item.”

“What? You got money now?”

Yusuke blinked. “Yes, of course. You.. Er, I don’t believe I got your name.. Will you be fine paying for it on your own?”

[goemoned]

achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

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Oh, score! He’d actually agreed! That was a relief. It was a relief, but why didn’t that do anything to ease her nerves?! With his attention obtained, she slowly let go and straightened, taking a deep breath in an effort to steady herself. This guy was definitely one cool cat, the way he stayed so incredibly unbothered by the whole situation, but that was fine. Maybe that would rub off on her and help her calm down a bit. 

“T-there’s a shop I want to go in to get a particular limited time item, b-but the line is super long and I’m not good with crowds,” she managed to explain. “I wanted…t-to do it myself but once I got here..” Well, she was sure he could tell how much her legs were shaking and how clammy she looked. “Y-you’ve been to Leblanc a few times right? That’s why I called out to you. If I’m with someone at least a little familiar, I’m…sort of okay.” she muttered, adjusting her glasses. 

“So basically! I need you to go in that store with me so I can buy that new limited edition figure! Th-This is my only chance since I can only buy it in person s-so I’m counting on your help!” That was fine, right? He’d already agreed for the free meal, so he wouldn’t go back on it, right? 

Futaba chanced a look up at him, still feeling a bit awkward and embarrassed that she’d even had to ask. “A-after that, like I said, I’ll treat you to a meal. You can pick the place, as long as it’s not ridiculously expensive. That’s the least I can do in return..”

“Yes, I’ve been to Leblanc. Their menu is relatively inexpensive and the coffee is superb.” Not that the female asked for a review but he gave it all the same. The curry was rather good too. “Though I don’t remember ever seeing you there.” Not a very astute observation given that he didn’t go there to interact or mingle with any of the customers or workers. 

“Alright.” he agreed once more. “You can treat me to a meal at Leblanc since we’re both familiar with it.” And with that said and ignoring the fact he was supposed to enter with her he waltzed right in without her and got in line. It took several minutes for his spot in line to make it to the register but after a quick exchange he was back outside, appearing in front of the female.

“It would appear.. I don’t have any money.” He didn’t even have the funds to grab a train home, hence why he was out and about just wandering aimlessly through town. He blinked at the female expectantly as if waiting for her to react. Did he wait for her to provide the funds or were they still free to go and eat?

[goemoned]

artfully questing || yusuke & luvia

elegantlazuli​:

“The wrong person..?” she repeated, furrowing her brows. That didn’t make any sense though. She wanted to tell him his figure had a marker placed over it when she tapped the name, but she realized that would probably sound like the ravings of a madwoman, and she most definitely was not. She frowned as she stared down at the screen, her hand on her chin as she tried to figure out just what in the world was going on.

Was this one of those virtual reality games? She had expressed an interest in attempting to learn, but she couldn’t remember trying out one of those headset things. Was this perhaps a dream then? No, it felt much too real for that. She let out a heavy sigh, shaking her head and reasoning she could put it out of her mind for the time being to at least find an answer of where exactly she was. Everything else could come later.

She paused, however, when she heard the man calling out to those in the crowd, beseeching the gathered people to slay a dragon. A dragon? A fight with a dragon? She fought to keep her expression neutral, despite the smile that threatened to break onto her lips. Fighting a dragon! That sounded remarkably exciting, and surely, she wouldn’t get another chance for something like this. It’d be best to take advantage of the opportunity while it was presented to her.

She moved closer to listen better, only to pause when she saw the masked figure from before, who had apparently just now noticed his attire. “You…only just now noticed…?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Admittedly, I’ve no idea what’s going on. I was about to enjoy a nice cup of tea, and now suddenly I’m here in this dress. Well, it is my style though, so I certainly have no complaints about that.”

“However, a lady such as myself simply can’t pass up the opportunity to test my skills against a dragon, of all things. Regardless of whether this is simply a virtual reality game or not, this is an incredible opportunity, is it not?”

“Hm?” After feeling up his mask for a whole solid two minutes, and instead of just simply taking it off to observe it like a normal person would have done, Yusuke just gave up and let his hands fall to his sides. “Is it a fox?” he questioned aloud, more to himself than to the other who had once more moved over to him to see what the fuss was all about. 

““A lady wishes to test her mettle against a fearsome dragon is it..?” Yusuke looked thoughtful for a moment, his eyes planted down at his feet. Was she part of the exhibit as well? Was this some sort of roleplay? Though now that he’d lifted his gaze back onto the woman with gradient blonde and blue hair, he did notice something a little out of the ordinary. Words seemed to glitch and flit across his vision as he surveyed the surroundings, but most notably was the same letters that popped up whenever his eyes fell back onto the woman.

“Elegant... lazuli?” It was almost what you’d title a painting, but the words only hovered over the woman with her every move. How odd. What was even more odd were the tiny, pixelated pictures that appeared whenever he lowered his gaze. He’d hardly touched a video game in his life so he had no idea what any of it meant and couldn’t make the connection that others could. 

“I, too, am interested in this dragon.” he announced, then approached the crier who had originally shouted about the quest. “Excuse me, where must one go to find this ‘Dragon’?” The crier looked as though he could weep for joy at having just one adventurer take an interest in it. 

“Will you go? The dragon lays just yonder forest past the town of Valencia. It’s a five days journey by carriage and you will need to pass through many a town and field to get there.” 

“Alright.” Yusuke agreed quite readily. Suddenly he heard a strange chime, it was reminiscent of sound effects that would play when one accepted a quest but of course Yusuke didn’t recognize it. This sound also played for the other member of his party and over the crier’s head displayed words in bright gold yellows ‘QUEST ACCEPTED.’

“By the way...” Looking obviously perplexed by the sounds and words, Yusuke turned back to the woman, a quizzical and seeking look upon his features. “Do you happen to have a cellphone? Mine seems to be missing. If I give you my number do you think you could call it?”

[goemoned]

Venus de Milo - Yusuke & Karin

steelladynanase​:

When the male admitted to having trouble walking, Karin unfurled her fists from his shirt and instead pinched at the fabric, making sure she kept her head low. “Sorry..” she responded softly. This was much easier right? It seemed to do the trick as the male began to walk forward and she followed behind him silently for a good while. 

But now that anxiety was starting to set in and she wondered if it was really alright to be following a stranger like this. What if he had bad intentions? What if he meant to kidnap her? She wouldn’t say she was the best judge of character but her woman’s intuition was clouded by thoughts of paranoia. If he’d meant to do her any ill will then he would have readily agreed to go into the alley, right? If he meant to kidnap her then wouldn’t they have wanted to be faster about it and already had some shady van nearby available? 

But no.. He was just walking casually onwards with people gathered around. She guessed if he really intended her harm then he wouldn’t do it around so many people. For now she’d have to occassionally peak out from behind his back just to make sure he wasn’t taking her to the police or a news station or an udnerground dungeon.. Her imagination was so scarily overactive these days. Though what did eventually come into full view was some place that looked like a run down shack. Was this really alright…? Now she was seriously having doubts. This looked really sketchy! Pun intended. 

“Um… This.. isn’t it… right?” She gulped. There were less people around now.. Maybe it would be safe to just run away here? But she couldn’t.. If she wanted to make it back to the hotel she needed to at least put something on her head. “Um, on second thought.. I think I really need to be getting back home.. But would you happen to have a hat or something I can borrow.. I’ll return it tomorrow!”

Having the girl grip onto his clothes like that was a little strange and awkward, but he found he had no trouble walking and so he proceeded onwards. It was quite a walk to his sensei’s atelier, a run down looking shack that looked like a building in serious need of repair. It still held together just fine and regardless it was shelter and a roof over his head. He couldn’t complain. At least not about that. 

“Hm? Yes, this is it.” Yusuke stated as they stopped just short of the door of the “house” and produced a key from his pocket which he used to stab into the keyhole and begin the process of unlocking. The girl’s protests, however, made his hand hesitate on the handle just as he’d finished unlocking and was ready to turn it. “I see... Well, there’s no hurry. I’d prefer to start tomorrow anyways.” 

Though the request for headwear gave him pause. “Unfortunately, I do not own any hats but, hm.. Would a sweater suffice?” He didn’t wait for affirmation as he finished turning the door knob and stepped inside. “You can follow if you want. I don’t mind. Just don’t go wandering off. I’ll see if I can find it.” Thinking he’d only be a quick moment, he left the door ajar and wandered inside. 

It was only a few minutes when he returned, clutching a white zip up sweater with a hood. “This is all I’ve got to offer. You can return it tomorrow. Also, here’s my number. You can give me a call or simply drop by.” Yusuke held out the sweater for her to take, waiting calmly and patiently for her to do so.

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achievement unlocked || yusuke & futaba

@goemoned​

This was it. This was the day. She was going to do it. She’d made it this far. And yet, her heart was already jackhammering away in her chest. She was going to make it to that shop and get that limited edition merch because screw the company for making it only available if you bought it in person. Of course, she wasn’t the most physically active person, but she refused to take a bus or ask Sojiro for help, and she was definitely not going anywhere near a taxi.

Not that it was a super far walk, it was just…fairly hot out and that made the walk seem longer than it was, which, in turn, meant she was taking a lot of breaks. But even when she finally made it–a pretty surprising victory. But yet…now that she was here, now that she was seeing the line before her…her legs refused to move. There were so many people here already…

Her palms felt sweaty, but she couldn’t even bring herself to wipe them on her pants as the cold chill seeped into her bones, her stomach twisting uncomfortably. This wasn’t good. She’d finally made it all the way here and she’d have to turn around and go home empty handed? What a rip-off!

There was no way she could let it end like this! She sucked in a breath, and shakily examined her surroundings, looking for someone–anyone–who looked vaguely familiar, and her eyes lit on a tall male with dark blue hair. Bingo!

“H-hey, you!” she called, her voice cracking as it warbled out, hurrying to grab the sleeve of his shirt. “D-Do me favor!” she was practically the equivalent of a newborn deer the way her legs were shaking. “I-if you do, I’ll…u-uh…I’ll…treat you to a meal! W-within reason.” That was good enough, right? Who could turn down free food..?

[goemoned]

It was rare for Yusuke to be out and about. The only time he ever ventured outside was for three simple reasons: inspiration, food, or school. Right now it was because of school. He’d already gotten off the train at his stop and now he was making his way downtown walking fast, faces pass and he’s homebound. In order to get home he had to pass a lot of shops and this was when he noticed someone grabbing at his clothing, the girl’s initial call to him hadn’t registered but this action did. 

He blinked at her, waiting for this so-called favor but she didn’t address it. Instead she mentioned the reward before handing out the task. “Alright.” he agreed, easily and readily. Whenever it came to free food he never hesitated. 

“What is it you need me to do?” He wasn’t sure who this girl was or why she had addressed him in the first place but he did take note of the awkward way she carried herself. Was she sick? The way her legs seemed to tremble almost gave immediate cause for concern but as usual, the male kept his cool composure. 

[goemoned]

Venus de Milo - Yusuke & Karin

steelladynanase​:

She was always so antsy these days. Always paranoid. Always looking over her shoulder. Why wouldn’t she be? She was such a hot topic in the press these days. She wished it would die down.. 

She was in such a rush this morning to leave and go grab food that she had foolishly forgotten her disguise proper. She wore the trench coat and the dark sunglasses, since it was impossible not to forget those but she’d forgotten to stuff her purple hair into her hat or place the face mask on. She hadn’t even realized she’d forgotten them either. Her mind was a scrambled mess of dark and worried thoughts. Her anxiety was at it’s peak and it wasn’t an odd occurrence for her to buckle down under the weight of it all and suffer an anxiety attack.

Karin could feel eyes on her from a while ago. She threw glances over her shoulder but tried not to look too much. No matter how much she pressed those dark shades up the bridge of her nose it didn’t completely obscure her eyes, especially from side view. But this time she whipped around, brows knitted and eyes wide in panic and anger. It was just as she thought! Was she discovered? No one would normally approach someone dressed like this, right?!

“Huh?” Karin’s mouth hung open at the stranger’s inquiry. “Model? Are you crazy?” Just what was the appeal of someone you could barely even see? She placed a hand to her hair to smooth it out and that’s when she realized.. her hair. She could feel her hair. “Ahh?!” Quickly she tried to cover it up with her hands but little that did to help. 

The male in question didn’t seem at all phased or perturbed by her behavior.. or even who she was. Did he not know? Well in this instance anything was better than this. “Fine! Fine! I’ll do it! J-Just help me out in return please!” Hurriedly, she rushed towards the man then planted herself at his back, clinging tightly to the back of his shirt. “Um.. Can we move somewhere else, please? Like.. Preferably an alley or something..”

Crazy, huh? He’d been called many a thing in his past but that was a new one. It didn’t phase him in the slightest however. The only thing on the forefront of his mind was whether or not the girl would accept his invite. He stared at her completely expressionless as he observed her actions, something about her hair seemed to cause her distress though he couldn’t figure out why. 

In any case, she had agreed to it quite passionately. A small smile curled his lips, the male jubilant that it didn’t take much convincing on his part. “Excellent. In that case I will arrange to have you come to Sensei’s house tomor-- hm?” Her cries for help fell on deaf ears but the way she closed the distance between them and then clung to his back brought him out of his head for a bit and back to reality. 

“Hm.. I don’t think an alley would fit the composition.” Even though.. the run down shack he dwelled in wasn’t exactly.. inspiring either. “Very well. I will take you there now and we can discuss the plans I have for the painting. You won’t need to do any modeling today.” He couldn’t help but be pleased that he’d found such a ready and willing model and he did have plans to have her start right away although preferably the next day when he could better prepare. 

Yusuke took one step and then paused. “It’s a little hard to walk like this.” It didn’t really bother him if she decided to hide behind him.. for whatever reason, but it was sort of an inconvenience.