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BLUE BIRD &&. RED HEAD

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“ĨŤ ĤĂŚ ŤŐ βĔ

█ ▆ ▅ ▃ ▂ ĎĂŔĶ ▂ ▃ ▅ ▆ █

ŦŐŔ ŤĤĔ

╰☆╮ ŚŤĂŔŚ ╰☆╮

ŤŐ ĂРРĔĂŔ”

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#{Put it in the star jar}

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Blinked, and then shrugged, still smiling. “Of course you can ask, there’s no reason not to.” How to explain, though… Because performances and shows were generally considered one thing, and heists were very, very different. Then again, it wasn’t too far off the mark, so… Kaito hummed briefly, before replying, “I’m a magician; the world is my stage, and they just so happened to be part of the show this time.” Just like they were any other time, really, but no need to indulge that little bit of information.

“....A magician...?” He repeated and actually pictured a man doing all sorts of tricks in his mind. “That’s cool.” he said out loud not really meaning to. That was supposed to go in his head but once he already said it, Naoki kept his posture and continued to stare at the male. “Not every day i get to meet a magician.... Can you pull a rabbit out of your hat?” Blank humor from the emotionless boy, was all he was getting at the moment.

#pumpkinpiesspookyeyes #I found myself laughing at this idk why omg

adorableinocence

The child smiled brightly at the older boy and shook his head up and down rather fast, agreeing completely with him “You are right! I’ve always wanted to go to the amusment park that is just out of the city, but that would mean being outside the whole day and someone will probably find me” As fast as it had come, his smile vanished just like that, a sad expression replacing his happiness.

He knew that the people taking care of him were all very nice and kind, he had been told so several times and even when he would sneak out, the gentle director would always only scold him lightly and more out of worry than anything else.

“I wish I was as old as you! I’m sure you can go whenever you want without getting scolded by your parents!” The boy suddenly stopped before looking down at his shoes “Do your parents scold you a lot?”

Naoki listened to him without saying a word. This child was definitely the type to understand as much as he could. Yet at the same time he was one to not understand the simple things. The older didn’t want to see that frown on his face and he opened his mouth to say something, but he closed it once he realized he actually had nothing to say.

After a moment of thinking he turned off the stove and took one of the healthy snacks that were already cooked out and onto a plate. “Yeah. I get scolded a lot by my parents. That’s mostly because.....Sometimes I don’t know what to do. So they always have to think things for me. Though they don’t need to and I especially..Don’t want them to.....Sometimes adults, parents or not have to tell the child what they should do and what not to do....”

He didn’t like being in clubs. He didn’t like studying. Yet he had to do something before the school years go by in a flash. Something like this he knew very well. “Though. You can just be a kid and do kid things. Try not to give a care in the world....Here. Doesn’t this look delicious?”

The older boy keeled down and held up the snack to the boys tiny mouth and gave out a small smile of reassurance. Something he hasn’t really done in a while.

#adorableinocence #I'M SCREAMING!!!#THIS IS SO CUTE WTF

thestolenroad

“Naoki? Hm, interesting name I guess.” That is to say it was simple enough for him to actually be able to pronounce without having to think it over for a second. “Well one can only hope that it was luck that kept y’ from becoming a pancake today Naoki, maybe you’ll get lucky again and avoid getting hit by a car on your way home or whatever.”

A...Pancake?

“I’m glad you didn’t turn me into a pancake....” He muttered under his breath and imagining himself as a pancake. He wouldn’t be a cute one that was for sure. He soon popped from his thoughts once e heard about getting hit by a car. If it was so dangerous why was this guy doing these things? Of course maybe it was because this was what he loved but even so-

“....You.... should be careful. Not only for other people but yourself as well.” He didn’t apologize for saying something that didn’t involve him but that was only because he was worried despite not even know the guy.

#thestolenroad

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↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway . . . eventually . . .

#very omg sorry i was super sick for a very long time #U.U #{out of stars}

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#{Cute dog}#{Put it in the star jar}

pumpkinpiesspookyeyes

“Don’t worry about it; it’s a pleasure,” Kaito replied lightly, shrugging in a nonchalant manner. His eyes gleamed with something akin to amusement, head tilted as if to better catch the sound of moving policemen, before nodding to himself and spinning on his heel, starting off in a confident stride towards the Kuroba house.

Quiet, while being something Kaito learned to appreciate throughout his heists and sleepless nights, never quite lasted in Kaito’s company – not when he was around someone else, anyway. No matter how much of a stranger the said person was… “Don’t mind the howling back there,” he said, making a gesture in the direction of the police they were leaving behind. “It’s just a part of the performance, for those who want to peer a little more into it.

Again with the performance talk. Was it some kind of circus or something? He was actually really confused. Yet maybe asking questions that didn’t concern him wasn’t a good idea. Then again it’s not like he was hurting someone with just being curious. “Why do you call it a performance? Are they in a show or something?...If i can ask...” He muttered the last part to try and sound like he wasn’t trying to be curious. Yet it was pretty obvious on that matter.

#pumpkinpiesspookyeyes

thestolenroad

“Well that’s a relief.” If by ‘relief’ he meant ‘a relief that I won’t have to pay your medical bill’ than yeah the skater was without a doubt relieved that this kid was fine. “Y’got a name kid? It’s always fun to know who I almost ran over.” Judging by his flat tone of voice one would be inclined to think otherwise.

“Mendoza Naoki...Though if you want... You can just call me Naoki.” He answered as he examined the taller male as he stood in front of him. He wondered if the other man was actually relieved though he didn’t say anything on the subject. He wondered if this guy was okay himself, considering he was the one who fell from such a high place. He wanted to ask and yet, he didn’t know what to say.

#thestolenroad

colorful-libero

“I do~ I’m a libero.” she chimed out as she looked at him. She didn’t expect someone to ask her that at all. Her eyes looked at his cheeks as she smiled softly. He seemed like he was shy. “What do you do Naoki-kun?” she asked before giggling. Holding the ball in front of her she hid a bit behind her ball.

A libero? He heard of it but never really asked what it was about or even bothered. Yet the question that was directed back to him surprised him. He...Didn’t really do anything. He practiced a lot of sports but never entered in any clubs because it was all boring to him. He never thought about such a question. “The normal...I guess. There isn’t really anything I do.”

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