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missing kitties || akira & akari

“Fuku?” Akira repeated the toddler’s inquiry, and slid his hand underneath the cat’s belly, up to rest between its two forelegs, so that he could push the cat’s torso up closer to his own face. The cat twisted its head around to face him, brushing a curiously sniffing nose against the skin of his cheek. Then, as the girl voiced her denial, Akira sighed and loosened his grip until the cat was able to slip out of his arms to land gracefully on the ground below. Paws firmly grounded once more, the cat quickly shook itself off, the bell on its collar releasing a soft, ringing chime, before taking off to flee out of sight.

“Hmmm… black spots and no collar…” Lifting a hand to his chin as he fell into a contemplative silence, Akira drew upon his knowledge of the neighborhood cats, searching his memories for the distinct features the girl had relayed to him. Over his time here in Shizume, he had already accumulated a fair amount of knowledge regarding the feline population of this neighborhood, both the vagrant ferals and the curious wandering pets. There were, of course, many cats, and while he had no doubts that he’d seen the cat she was searching for - Fukurou - before, it was hard to determine with any certainty the last spot he’d seen the cat. All he could really say right now was that the cat did not seem to be here right now.

However, using his general knowledge, he might be able to glean an idea. Ultimately, it definitely depended on the cat, but–

“There are a few alleys I’ve seen cats frequenting. One’s not that far from here if you wanna try looking.” Actually, the alley right by his apartment had been just one such alleyway, and was how he had come to befriend the neighborhood’s cats so easily in the first place.

Then, as the girl voiced her concern over the scratch he’d sustained, Akira’s gaze drifted to the red, weeping lines running jagged over his arm. Truth be told, the stinging had already subsided, and though blood still oozed from the cuts to trickle down his arm, the flow was already slowing. “Yeah, this is fine. I guess a band-aid wouldn’t be a bad idea, though, since you have some.”

“He’s definitely a strange looking cat,” Akari murmured, smiling apologetically. “I’m sorry for the trouble.” Honestly, that was why she didn’t let her rambunctious trio run around outside, and even then, the yard was fenced in to give them privacy from their neighbors. The houses in her block were built entirely too close together in her opinion, though perhaps at least in part, most of the fault lay with all the expansions some families had to do over the years, the Kawamoto family included. 

Honestly, where had that poor cat gotten off to? She certainly hoped it was alright, and she knew her poor neighbor was worried sick. She couldn’t blame them since Fukurou had been gone so long, but also the guilt (even though it wasn’t their fault) of the family member bringing the dog over unannounced. Still, the male seemed to have a vague idea of where they could try searching, so at the very least this encounter was more of a plus than the other people she’d tried asking. 

“It definitely couldn’t hurt,” the brunette smiled easily, slowly setting Momo down so she could dig the band-aids out. For her part, the toddler simply clung to her older sister’s leg, though her eyes sparkled as she watched the cats around them. She didn’t dare reach out to pet them though, since she’d been warned about that before. Even if they seemed nice, there was no telling how they might react to a stranger. 

Akari rummaged around for a few moments before she found a package of tissues as well, drawing out a few so she could at least dab at the blood before applying the band-aids for him. “There, good as new,” she smiled brightly, before laughing sheepishly. “Aha, sorry if that’s a bit odd. I’m too used to being a big sister and looking out for the younger ones.”

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lost in the fog || megumin & akari

Gentle yet firm hands pressed into Megumin’s back, releasing the tension coiled within her muscles with that rhythmic, soothing rubbing motion. Although the strange unknowns of the circumstances of her being here, in this strange town shrouded in its ominous fog, remained unchanged, a soothing presence entered into her mind, pushing the prevalent fear out to the recesses to be forgotten about. The chill in the air remained, and with it a certain inescapable sense of dread, but for now, the soothing presence asserting itself in the young girl’s mind was enough to instill enough vigor into her body that she could stand by herself.

“R-right, a way out.” Already, the words Megumin spoke were bolder, clearer, tinged with a self-assured certainty. “Aagh, I can’t see anything past this stupid fog!” As she pulled free from her new companion, she scanned her crimson eye around their dim and hazy surroundings to search for anything that would stand out. For some reason, she couldn’t shake the disconcerting feeling of being watched. Of course, the entire atmosphere of this silent town had been off and eerie from the outset, but this feeling was different… like the certainty that, somewhere, sharp, hungry eyes were boring into her, watching, waiting for opportunity.

A flicker of movement.

Or… had it just been her imagination? The relentless fog masked movement to even the most discerning eyes.

Wondering if perhaps she wasn’t imagining things, Megumin willed the red aura which had reflexively sparked up around her to dim and peter out.

If there was truly a threat present, she had no problem bursting forth her chaotic power which would certainly tear to shreds any creature. But if the threat didn’t exist, then wasting her only shot would only be detrimental.

No, wait, was it actually better to just be safe in this kind of instance? Maybe an explosion could drive the fog away, cast light on their surroundings in this gloomy world, could open a way out–

This time, it was a loud, sonorous bang, booming through the still air, which alerted Megumin.

Immediately, she froze. Thoughts halted as the previously blocked fear came flooding back in with full force, weakening her knees and voiding her bladder.

Because there, in the distance, fuzzy and indistinguishable, was… something.

Large, she could tell that much even from here, and some kind of four-legged beast, or else somebody’s hunched figure, it was hard to tell.

But steadily, it was drawing closer.

Megumin managed to thrust a shaking finger in its direction as she turned her frantic gaze back onto the woman with her.

“Th-th-there…”

Fear-addled brain made forming the words needed difficult. Luckily, it seemed like she was already aware of the danger, and Megumin immediately nodded her head in response. “Y-y-yes, w-we… we have t-to get away f-from here!”

Where they would find shelter in this landscape was only a matter of course, though getting there would prove harrowing with the prevalent veil of fog obscuring everything.

She was glad the girl had managed to calm down, but the sudden noise had definitely heightened both of their awareness. The eerie feeling hanging in the air only seemed to intensify, bringing with it a chill and burrowed deep into the bones and refused to let go, even with her power surrounding them. She’d just have to focus on staying calm. That was the important thing. It seemed like a monumental task though, even with the aid of her power. 

The noise only drove home the fact that they had no way of knowing just want lay in the fog beyond, or even the buildings around them. But somewhere among the ruined town, there had to be some place safe, some place they could stop and collect themselves, maybe even find some supplies. Of course, they’d likely only be limited to what they could carry, anything at all could help them find the way back. 

But anything she’d expected the fog to hide was certainly not the lumbering shape in the distance as she followed the direction of the younger girl’s shaking finger. Perhaps it was just her instinct as an older sister, but she could clearly feel that whatever that...thing was, it was far from good. She didn’t want to linger to find out what it was either, feeling if they were caught, they’d never make it back home. 

Akari hurriedly looked around at their surroundings, squinting through the fog to find a building that at least looked the least threatening. Her gaze landed on what looked to be a small apartment building and she furrowed her brows. It was as good a place as any, she supposed. At the very least, they might find things that would come in handy, perhaps a first aid kit... or, she thought with a shudder, a weapon. She certainly hoped that wouldn’t be necessary, but given what the girl had seen...perhaps they shouldn’t take any chances.

“Come on,” she urged gently, taking hold of the girl’s shaking hand, “let’s try this building over here. We might be able to find out something about where we are or find some tools.”

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a warm house || raymond & akari 

Raymond couldn’t help but wonder if that truly did make things even.. If he were in the same position.. Well, thinking about it like that wouldn’t do much good when everyone’s shoes fit differently. If that was truly all Akari thought of it then far be it from him to oppose it. 

Raymond took the apron, blinking at the floral pattern on it, but didn’t think much of it. It suited her just fine. Not something he would have chosen for himself but it served it’s purpose. “No, it’s fine. I got it.” With practiced hands, he donned the apron and then reached behind him, grabbing the ends of the fabric and then tying them into a very uneven bow. “I’m used to cooking at home.” he explained and then placed his hands on his hips as he stood there in the kitchen, looking smug and yet lost all at the same time. 

“In that case I’ll work on the omurice.. Is the rice ready or should I build it from scratch?”

A warm giggle left her lips as he put on the apron, the floral print certainly standing out in a cute way. He didn’t seem to mind it though, and she smiled. “Then this should be easy!” Honestly, she loved when a delicious meal came together easily. Of course, she appreciated some time off every now and then, but it wasn’t like they could really afford to eat out. Between the money grandpa made at the shop and what she made helping at her aunt’s shop, most of it was spent on stocking their groceries. 

The somber mood from moments before seemed to be completely forgotten as she took in the sight of him standing in the kitchen. She wasn’t sure how someone could look so confident but so lost at the same time, but he was definitely pulling it off. Stifling another giggle, she moved to get to work. “It should be ready. And anything you need sauce or oil wise should be here in this cabinet,” she stated, tapping her hand against one over the stove. “Seasonings and such are here in this cabinet,” she continued, moving to the left. 

“Utensils are here in this drawer, so please don’t hesitate to use whatever you need.” She set out the dishes they’d need and rolled her sleeves up to get to work warming the karaage up, and then there’d be the miso soup he’d mentioned as well. Probably a good thing, just in case his stomach was still sensitive. The karaage wouldn’t take long at all to warm back up, so she busied herself with prepping everything she needed for the miso soup.

“It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve made omurice,” she smiled softly, “I’m glad you suggested it, Raymond-kun.”

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a warm house || raymond & akari 

Raymond’s face reddened at the compliment and he rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. “It’s only natural to offer when you’re a guest at someone else’s place, right? Though I feel like I’m overstaying my welcome a bit.. Though if we’re talking kindness here it’s really you whom I should be saying that too. You didn’t have to take care of me but you did, so once again.. Thank you. I appreciate it.” He once again bowed to her to show his gratitude but very quickly straightened up. 

Raymond’s eyes followed Akari’s to the shrine and realization dawned on his face. He could have kicked himself for being so insensitive, especially at the complicated expression she was making. “I see..” He wouldn’t say anymore on the matter since it wasn’t his place to and far be it from him, a stranger and a guest in someone else’s home to be reopening old wounds. She had it tough, huh?

Grateful for the change in subject, Raymond smiled and nodded his head. “Yes, let’s. I’m starving! Karaage, huh.. I hope my stomach can handle it. It sounds good.” Raymond slid the sleeves of his shirt up and then stood in the kitchen looking dumbfounded. He had no idea where anything was and he didn’t want to just go through it. That was rude. “I don’t suppose you have an apron I could borrow? If not it’s really not any trouble..” He’d rather not stain his clothes with oil spatter if it could be helped.

“Nonsense,” Akari smiled gently. “You’re more than welcome to stay as long as you need to. It’s only natural.” Though the house seemed too small at times, it was also the opposite every now and then. And with the scars on the family still fresh, she honestly appreciated the company. At the very least, her mind didn’t wander then. “You’re welcome, though you’re paying it back by helping make breakfast, so I’d say that makes us even,” she chuckled softly. 

She appreciated the fact he didn’t want to pry, choosing instead to simply let the flow of the conversation change. He really was kind, in that regard. Though really, it would have come up sooner or later. As long as she focused on something else, it’d be fine. 

“Well, when Hina and I cook it, we always make sure to drain the excess oil so it stays nice and crispy. That should keep it from being too harsh on your stomach,” she nodded. Well, she hoped that was the case anyway. All they’d have to do was heat the karaage up again anyway, so it wasn’t like it’d need to be fried all over again. “Oh! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t even thinking!” she gasped, pressing a hand to her cheek before hurrying over to one of the cabinets. 

After a moment of shuffling, she pulled one out. It had a flowery pattern on it but, well it was sort of her fault for being the regular cook. “This should fit you okay. Do you need help tying it?”

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missing kitties || akira & akari

Surrounded by contented, purring cats, many of which showed their affection by rubbing up against his legs, Akira stood outside, not far from the cheap apartment he’d rented in the city. In his hands was a small bag, still bulging full with its contents, from which occasionally pulled a handful of cat treats to toss onto the ground at his feet. He restocked it as often as necessary, as feeding the cats in the area had become some kind of therapeutic hobby for him. He gave them food, and in return they offered their cute, furry companionship. He didn’t discriminate, so it was always a mix of both strays and people’s wandering pets that came over. He fed them all, broke up the occasional fight between them, and when possible even took a brush to their matted fur.

This had just become his usual routine, feeding the neighborhood cats like this, but he was shaken out of his complacency when a stranger called out to him suddenly. Looking up, he saw a brown-haired girl, carrying a child in her arms, fixing him with her earnest gaze with one arm raised. Of course, given that he spent his time like this with the neighborhood cats, it did make sense to approach him about someone’s missing pet.

“Hmmm.” Glancing down once more at the cats sprawling around him, he pocketed his treat bag for the time being before bending down and scooping a white cat that he thought matched that description into his arms. The cat meowed in response and hooked claws into his arm for some kind of foothold. Pain registered in his arm, but he remained nonplussed as he held the cat out for the girl. “Is this your cat?”

Akari’s eyes widened slightly, noting the cat had definitely dug its claws into the boy’s arm. It had to have hurt, but the boy didn’t even seem to flinch at the pain. She wasn’t sure if she should be impressed or worried, though she was definitely feeling the latter more than anything. She adjusted Momo carefully in her arms, the little girl looking curiously at the cat. “Fuku?” she questioned in her tiny voice, her head tilting to the side as she stared at the cat. 

That drew the brunette’s attention back to the subject at hand--finding the cat. Upon first glance, the cat certainly looked similar, but as she looked closer, the face seemed a bit off, and like it was missing many of the little spots Fukurou had. Not to mention the smallest glimpse of a collar around the cat’s neck through it’s impressive fluff. 

“No,” Akari murmured softly, “it looks similar though. Fukurou has more black spots and no collar. He has a habit of wandering the neighborhood but..he’s never been gone this long.” But the boy at least seemed to have a way with cats, so perhaps he’d be able to provide some pointers or at least spots she could check that the owlish cat might be. “Do you know any other places we might be able to check?”

But the cat’s claws still worried her. She couldn’t help it, really. It was that big sister instinct kicking in. Well, some might have called it maternal instinct, and in some ways Akari was like a mother to her siblings, but that was only because she had to push everything else aside to raise them. “Are you okay though..? That looked like it hurt..If you need band-aids, I always carry some with me.” She kind of had to, when it came to a rambunctious toddler like Momo.

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an average stroll || falco & akari

Falco found his entire situation troublesome, to the say the least. He’d been hospitalized due to his lost memory and even though he’d been released from the hospital for a year, it seems figures from the past were determined to return. And his past was a rather seedy one indeed, tinged with illegality and bloodshed.

It was rather cowardly for two men to gang up on him at once. And the audacity of them to do it before the sun had even gone down! Falco tried to explain that he had no memory of whatever bad blood the men had against him, but that only served to enrage them more. The fact that Falco was unarmed didn’t dissuade their violence, and they stabbed him as a warning. As though he hadn’t already left all of that behind once he lost his memory.

Going to a hospital wasn’t an option. He had to go home, where he can dress the wound himself. Unfortunately, getting home was the hard part. He held a hand over the wound in his side, thankful that they just missed any vital area. Still, it would be a problem if left untreated, and his vision was starting to get hazy from blood loss.

He must’ve been close to losing consciousness, because he was only vaguely aware of a voice calling to him. It sounded like it was coming through layer upon layer of cotton, and darkness crept into the corners of his vision before he collapsed on the ground.

Her eyes widened as she saw the man drop to the ground, hurriedly looking around for anyone she could call out to for help, but it didn’t look like anyone was around now. She bit her lip, drawing in a deep breath, knowing she only had a limited time if she wanted to make sure she saved this man’s life. There was no telling how deep the wound was. The best thing to do was to get him somewhere safe and then call for help.

With some effort, she managed, albeit a bit miraculously if she was being honest--thank goodness for the above average strength Strains had, to get him in the front door before rushing off to one of their neighbors that had medical knowledge. It was always a blessing whenever her grandfather had an issue, that there was someone nearby who could help, unless it was something serious. 

Thankfully, after a thorough examination, the wound was deemed non-life threatening. It had missed anything vital so he’d be fine with some stitches, though he’d lost a fair amount of blood, so it was probably better that he stayed put for a while, at least until he gained his strength back. With a relieved sigh, Akari thanked her neighbor and began to go about her usual routine.

She left some painkillers and a glass of water on the table nearby, knowing hte man would probably be too sore to move a whole lot when he regained consciousness. The next best thing she could do was prepare a good meal that’d help him get some energy back, but was light enough it wouldn’t cause an upset stomach. 

Rolling her sleeves up, she got to work, noting with amusement this was the second time she’d had to carry someone home.

“The city’s gotten a little more dangerous lately though, hasn’t it...” She’d have to make sure she kept a sharper eye out for her younger sisters...

[akroglam]

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a warm house || raymond & akari 

“A fusion, huh.. That sounds interesting.” How would they go about that? Japanese breakfasts always seemed more of a feast to him. Generally there was rice, fish, and miso soup.. For western breakfasts things like pancakes, waffles, eggs, and toast were the norm. “Ah!” And then it hit him. “Omurice!” Omurice was practically a fusion in a way. At least they’d find a way to combine the eggs and the rice.

Raymond crossed his arms as he scrunched up his mouth in thought. “Omurice is pretty filling.. But we can do miso or toast on the side.. I can at least make miso soup.” In fact, he loved miso soup, so if he had to pick one or the other he’d probably choose the soup. “Oh, but.. If you dont have the ingredients don’t worry about it. I can pick them up for you unless you are pressed for time?”

Though once the woman introduced herself it dawned on him that he hadn’t even given her his name! Of course, he had no recollection of doing so last night, butchered or not. “My name is Raymond. Sorry for being so scatterbrained today..” Introductions were so important, he couldn’t believe he waited until the last second to do them. 

“By the way… That little one from before.. You said was your sister?” He blinked at her, surprise clearly written on his features. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but even though I’m sure you said it.. It’s hard to believe. You kind of give off this.. motherly vibe.”

“Oh! That’s a good idea!” Akari brightened at the suggestion of omurice. It wasn’t something she made often, but it was always appreciated...even if Momo did tend to somehow get ketchup everywhere. But that was beside the point. It certainly was a fusion food, just like she’d suggested. Omurice, miso soup...surely there were some leftovers they could use. There was a fair amount of rice leftover from last night’s dinner, so frying that for the omurice would be no issue at all. 

“There’s some leftovers from dinner last night we might be able to pair with it as well. There should be some karaage...oh, but that might not be too good for your stomach right now..” she furrowed her brows as she brought her hand up to her chin, running over ideas in her mind. “Though I guess if you’re not feeling nauseous right now, it’s probably not an issue..?” Karaage and omurice though..what a breakfast. Well, meals were always just a little unconventional in this house.

The brunette smiled up at him at his offer and she shook her head. “That’s alright, we should have everything necessary. I went to the store yesterday afternoon, so we should be good to go on everything!” That meant they could go all out if they really wanted. But...well, that might have been a little excessive. “I appreciate it though, really. You’re very kind.”

So his name was Raymond. Now the “Ramen” made sense. He’d been trying to say his name and it had been slurred. “It’s nice to meet you, Raymond-kun, even if it was a bit unconventional.” Actually, if she was being honest, having a guest in the house was...nice. It made things feel a bit less empty. 

At the subject of her sisters, her smile turned a little bittersweet. It wasn’t the first time she’d heard something like that. She could still remember the way her friends had slowly begun to exclude her from gatherings after everything happened, since she had to take care of her younger sisters and her grandfather had to work, meaning there was no one else to watch them. She was used to it by now though, and she knew he meant no harm by it. 

“Yes, that’s my youngest sister, Momo. Hina is the middle child. It’s just us and our grandpa..so I basically had to raise them.” Her eyes fell on the small family shrine tucked safely into a corner, the pictures of her mother and grandmother proudly displayed. But that story was far too sad to share on a morning like this, and she really didn’t want to burden him with it either.

“There’s also my aunt too, the one who runs the bar you and your coworkers were at. Grandpa runs a traditional Japanese sweet shop. I help out both places as often as I can, and Hina helps out a lot with Grandpa as well. I think she probably wants to take over the shop when he finally retires.” That felt like a long ways off though. “Shall we get started then?”

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a warm house || raymond & akari 

“I need to apologize otherwise I won’t feel good about the situation you were put through. I need to do at least this much.” Still, she’d received his apology properly so he straightened up. Thankfully, since his back hurt when he did that. He was only in his mid twenties and all he did was sit at a desk for most of the day, but his body still ached from time to time. Now his head hurt too. Once he’d brought it up, the dull hammering persisted. 

“It’s nothing some painkillers couldn’t ease… Probably.” Actually, he’d never been hungover before. He had no way of knowing if it would help but generally pain killers helped with most of his other aches and pains. He tried not to wince at how awful his head felt, like a constant migraine, somehow heavy and yet empty all at the same time was the best way he could describe it. 

He could see exactly what she was doing about compromising and the more he thought on it the more grateful he felt. “That’s fine, but.. Honestly, I’m only familiar with making western food. I don’t have much experience with Japanese food, I’m a little embarrassed to say..” As if to reflect his said embarrassment, his cheeks turned the lightest shade of red, which just barely showed on his darker skin.

 “Of course, I have no problems with Japanese food. I just never bothered to learn much of it. I can make some things, but..” Being that he was originally from America, the same as his parents, it was all they cooked. Any partaking in the local cuisine happened whenever they went out. 

Her expression softened at his words and she nodded in understanding. She could certainly understand his reasoning, but she still felt as though he didn’t need to bow. He really hadn’t been any trouble. Well, it had been a bit difficult getting him here but she’d managed easily enough, and he’d slept quite a while. 

“Well, there’s plenty of hangover cures,” she murmured. “I can’t imagine what it’s like but if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s taking care of others,” she continued with a smile, pressing her hands together. “I’m sure you’ll be feeling better in no time.” That was the hope, at least. She didn’t want him to feel miserable all morning, and there was no telling how long the effects would last. 

Different people had different remedies, but she probably counted some food and water as some of the best medicine for a hangover. The best thing would be something relatively light, so it wouldn’t run the risk of upsetting his stomach. With that in mind, she was already planning the menu. 

However his next words drew her out of her thoughts and she blinked. “Oh, really?” she asked, eyes widening slightly. Did he think that was some sort of problem? A soft giggle left her lips at his sheepish response, and she smiled warmly. “Well, we could do a fusion then. I’m not sure what all we have for anything western but we’ll figure it out!” she declared, nodding firmly. 

“If it’s something you’d like to learn though, I have no problem teaching you. I do most of the cooking here anyway, with some help from my sister Hina.” Ah. Speaking of that, she hadn’t given her name yet. “Oh! I almost forgot! My name is Akari.” She was just going to kindly leave out that he’d introduced himself as “Ramen” last night and wait for him to introduce himself properly.

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lost in the fog || megumin & akari

The thick, hazy fog engulfed the land with its eerie hold, obfuscating everything from sight that wasn’t directly nearby. Enveloped within that fog, crouched on the ground and hugging her knees to her chest, was Megumin. Whether the shivers that wracked her whole body were from the uncanny foreboding that clung to the atmosphere, or from the damp chill seeping into her skin from the frigid air, soaking through muscles, bones, everything… she didn’t know. It may well have been that such an abrupt change of scenery into something so wholly ghastly had elicited the response from her as well.

Whatever the case, with tears streaming down her face and a pitiful whimper squeaking from her throat, at this moment in time, Megumin was utterly at a loss.

What could she even do in this type of situation? She had no idea where she was, let alone how to get out, or even what horrors might be lurking within that fog. And though she wanted to turn around and tell herself that everything would be fine, nothing could ever faze the greatest and most magnificent Megumin, currently her brain functions were too addled with fear to reasonably process through anything.

Then, from that gloomy fog, a ray of hope managed to emerge.

A brown-haired woman with soft, caring purple eyes. Perhaps it was something in her appearance, or maybe even just the fact that Megumin was not, in fact, alone in this hopeless-seeming landscape, but the sight of the woman quelled her worst fears enough that she could finally move from her starting position. Wasting no time, she jumped to her feet and flew to wrap her arms around the woman immediately.

“Thank god I’m not alone!” she wailed. “I-I have no idea what happened, or where we are. Um… I was hoping you’d know something.”

“O-oh dear..!” she was a bit taken aback by the girl’s reaction, though seeing her so scared tugged on her heartstrings. She was once again reminded of Hina, finding it easy to picture her sister in the same situation. Frightened and alone... She really hoped her sisters were safe, but the only way to find out was to make it out of here and get back home...somehow. 

“There, there, it’s alright now,” she murmured, gingerly rubbing the girl’s back. “You don’t know anything either, huh...This is definitely strange..” She furrowed her brows as she looked around their surroundings once more, unable to place it as any place she’d ever seen before. An unfamiliar town, covered in thick, ominous fog... Just what sort of mess had they gotten into? 

Akari let out a deep breath, drawing forth a little of her power in an effort to help soothe the girl. She resolved herself then to help her get back, because surely the girl had a family out there who was just as worried about her as Akari was worried about her own family. “I’m sure there’s a way back, we just have to find it.” It was obvious they needed to be careful as well, since she couldn’t shake that feeling that they weren’t alone--at least, not as alone as it appeared.

Even with her power activated, she couldn’t help but feel a little on edge. She wanted to hope it was simply an abandoned town, but there were too many strange factors for that to be the complete truth. As if on cue, a loud bang sounded somewhere beyond them, and Akari’s eyes widened as she instinctively expanded the radius of the area her power affected, strengthening it. Whatever that was, she didn’t want to find out.

“Can you walk?” she asked softly. “We should..probably find somewhere a bit more sheltered..”

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a warm house || raymond & akari 

“What?!” A look of utter shock laced the males features as his jaw dropped at the information of his coworkers just abandoning him like that for some poor woman to deal with. “They seriously just walked off?! After making me do all that?!” He gestured wildly, as ‘that’ referred to how they’d forced him to drink against his will. “Ssss….” He made a noise which bordered on a sigh and a hiss as he planted his face firmly within the palm of his hand. 

They weren’t going to get off lightly for that. Raymond’s head may still be buzzing and he may be suffering an awful hangover right now, but even he could still somewhat prepare a few choice words to give to those irresponsible coworkers of his. But that didn’t concern the matter at hand here.

Swiftly and easily, Raymond bent forward, keeping his feet firmly planted together as his torso and head dipped down in a stiff display of absolute sincere apology. “I am very sorry. Not only did you take care of me out of the goodness of your heart, but I am also sorry for the display and discourtesy that my coworkers showed to you as well. I apologize on their behalf.” He would absolutely make them apologize as well, but for now this would have to do. 

Without straightening up, Raymond lifted his head only so that his gaze aligned with the woman’s. “Please allow me to make it up to you. If you’d like I could make the breakfast in your stead. I am capable of that much, really.” His earnest gaze seemed to press into the girl as if saying he wouldn’t stop insisting on it.

“Well...I’m not sure they meant to do it on purpose,” she smiled sympathetically, tilting her head slightly at his surprise. “They had been drinking for a while...I assume something good must have happened at work?” Well, it wasn’t her place to pry about that, even if some patrons liked to just infodump on the people who worked there. Akari herself was a good listener, so she figured most of the time, people just wanted someone to listen to them.

It was sort of intriguing how catlike his behaviors seemed to be, though she wondered if that was because of his strain ability or if he was just like that anyway. The cats perked up at the hissing noise, but realizing there was nothing for them to worry about, they simply laid back down. Nonetheless, his next action caught her off guard. W-was he bowing to her?!

“E-eh?!” she sputtered, waving her hands. “Y-you don’t have to apologize, really! It’s perfectly okay. These things happen sometimes..but Obaa-san will probably be a bit stricter with their drinking next time they come in.” Of course, it did make her angry that there were some seniors that had a habit of doing this to their juniors, she doubted that this instance was on purpose...probably. Not like poor Kiriyama’s case.

He seemed deadset on trying to make it up to her though, even if she didn’t think he needed to. “O-oh, I couldn’t possibly...you’re our guest, and I’m sure you’re still feeling a bit off, right?” But she felt bad saying no when he looked so earnest like that...Maybe a compromise instead?

“Why don’t you help me get it ready, rather than cooking yourself..? You can take it easy and take some more medicine if you need to. I’d feel bad making you cook for us like this..”

[lovethatremains]

missing kitties || akira & akari

@jokerkakkoii​

It was honestly a miracle the three cats they owned were so lazy when it came to everything but food. They never left the yard, let alone the house, so she never had to worry about where they were and if they were safe. The neighbors on the other hand, had a wandering cat. Frequently, the cat would show up in the Kawamoto’s yard, even the house at times. Usually the owners didn’t worry too much, since he always came home.

He was never gone for more than a day, so she was surprised when she got a visit from said neighbor, asking if they’d seen the cat. Bewildered, she’d answered no, then asked what was going on. Apparently the cat had been spooked by a family member who’d brought their dog on a visit and took off. It had been a few days now, and the cat hadn’t returned, even though the family member left the next day. 

So that was how she and her sisters had ended up wandering the neighborhood, calling out for the cat. There hadn’t been any luck so far, and most people they’d asked hadn’t seen the cat. She sighed and readjusted Momo in her arms, the poor girl already getting tired. It’d be time for her to take a nap soon, which meant they’d have to postpone their search, unless Hina took her home and took care of it. 

Finally, however, she spotted a person they hadn’t spoken to yet. “Oh! Excuse me!” she called, raising her arm in an effort to try and get his attention. “I don’t mean to bother you, but have you by chance seen a big white cat around here anywhere? He’s..a bit strange looking for a cat. People mistake him for a big snowy owl at first glance, so his owners called him Fukurou..He hasn’t been home in a few days and we’re trying to help find him.”

[lovethatremains]

an average stroll || falco & akari

@ihai​

It was a normal afternoon, all things considered. Hina would be getting home soon with Momo, which meant she had just a little longer to herself. Of course, that usually meant going on a walk, whether it was to a store or just enjoying the sights of the city around her, it was a precious part of her day. She loved her family greatly, but she was still a young woman who needed a breather every now and then. Hina being older now was a great help, since it let her have a little more free time. 

Still, there were times when she felt a bit guilty. As if there were things she needed to be doing right that minute. Whether it was preparing for dinner or spending time with her sisters and making sure they were alright, it was hard to shake those habits. But at least the weather was nice today. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she walked through the park, grateful it wasn’t as hot today as it had been the previous day.

But as relaxing as it was, she knew she needed to get home soon. Momo would likely be hungry, and Hina could only make simple things on her own. Making up her mind to head back home, she doubled back the way she had come, humming a little tune to herself as she went. It would have been perfect if she’d been able to just keep walking--but she caught sight of a man out of the corner of her eye with a curious stain on his shirt, but when she turned to do a double take, she realized it was blood.

Her eyes widened, lips parting in shock as she hurried over. “E-excuse me, mister, are you alright? That’s...a lot of blood..”

[lovethatremains]

crispcat​:

a warm house || raymond & akari 

“Obaa-san’s shop..?” He pressed a hand to his forehead and tried to recall the events of last night. He went to some bar or something or other to get drinks. He insisted on staying sober but they wouldn’t take no for an answer. The rest of the night was a complete blur. He remembered being sick and feeling out of it but not much else. 

“So you just brought a complete stranger home to take care of?” Who does that? Unless she or the owner personally knew one of his coworkers and they vouched for him. That seemed to be the only feasible reason to do so.. Not like he was one to talk. 

“Anyways, sorry for the trouble. I don’t normally drink but they insisted on it. I wasn’t physically or mentally prepared. Man, that was worse than the time I broke my arm recording my own kung fu movie. Haha, more like Kung Fun am I right? Ahem.” He was rambling again so he shut himself up, bringing a hand up to clear his throat into.

“Again, I’m sorry and grateful for the help. I wasn’t too much of an inconvenience was I?” And then something seemed to dawn on him, his eyes widening. “I didn’t like.. throw up anywhere did I? Or do anything weird? If I did I’m so sorry and I’ll pay for any physical or emotional damages.” 

“Ah, yes, my aunt runs the bar you and your coworkers were at last night,” she explained. “It was pretty busy because of a shogi tournament that day, so neither of us were aware what was happening at your table until it was too late..” she smiled sympathetically. She really did feel bad about that. “Usually if I see it happening, I try to interject and stop it before things get too far but..” Unfortunately, that hadn’t worked out last night. 

A soft laugh escaped her. “I realize it’s a bit unorthodox, but you were completely out so we weren’t able to get an address for a taxi, and your coworkers moved on to another bar. This was the easiest solution. I hope you don’t mind.” She was sure it was a bit disorienting to wake up in a strange house with a five year old staring at you. But it had been the only thing she could have done. “We couldn’t just leave you there, after all.” 

“Oh, it was no trouble at all! You slept most of the time, but I understand. It’s unfortunate that senior coworkers feel the need to do this when it comes to their juniors...It isn’t the first time I’ve seen it happen.” She paused, her eyes widening slightly as he continued. “Y-you...broke your arm making your own kung fu movie?” her brows furrowed as she tilted her head. “Were you okay? Did it heal properly..?” That...was definitely concerning.

Still, he really didn’t need to apologize. Carefully, she moved to set Momo down, letting her go to play with the cats. “You weren’t an inconvenience at all. Like I said, you slept most of the time. You did throw up but you warned me ahead of time so I was able to get something for you to use. Then you took some medicine and went to sleep.”

She chuckled gently at his worry and shook her head. “The only weird thing was that you turned into a strange little cat but I assume that means you’re a Strain as well?” It was the easiest explanation, at least. Unless she’d just been hallucinating but that seemed to be impossible. 

“Would you like some breakfast? I was just about to start preparing it when Momo woke you up.”

[lovethatremains]

EAT (because im hungry)

A warm smile tugged at her lips, humming a soft song under her breath as she chopped up the vegetables and ingredients. Even without using her power, the atmosphere in the house was one of peace--a relaxing and safe environment. The broth was ready now, so she added the vegetables in before preparing a few herbs to throw in as well. As it cooked, the smell drifted through the house, alerting the cats that there was food being prepared, and almost immediately, they ran for the kitchen as a group.

They meowed loudly, eager and begging for their bowl of food to be filled, whirling around Akari’s feet. But she was used to this, at least, and managed to free herself without tripping to give those spoiled cats exactly what they wanted. Well, it was nearly dinner time anyway. It wouldn’t hurt to feed them a few minutes early.

Once everything was cooked down and the flavors had all blended together, she carefully spooned a good helping into each bowl and accompanied it with another bowl of rice. As she set his down in front of him, she smiled brightly. 

“I’m glad you could join us for dinner, Raymond-kun.”

[rocknmeme]

‘i love you’ prompts send a word (or more!) for our muses to interact.    

WASH : running a bath

MEDICINE : giving cough syrup

BRACE : helping to sit or stand

WARMTH : checking for fever

CLOUD : getting a cold compress

HUSH : going into comfort mode

SOFT : fluffing pillows

SNUG : fixing blankets

LIFT : picking up and carrying

TALE : telling a story

EAT : making soup

COOL : filling a glass with water

SIP : making a hot drink 

BUNDLE : covering with a blanket or jacket

FADE : turning off lights

ZZZ : leaving out pajamas    

INFERNO : putting balm on a burn

PILL : providing painkillers

REDUCE : giving an antacid

FROST : icing a bruise  

CLOTH : bandaging a wound  

NAP : putting to bed and tucking in 

WAIT : keeping watch at bedside

SONG : singing or humming a lullaby