The domesticated lone wolf

[mothwingcloak]

tsuiito:

What a vague answer…she would have to narrow it down a bit to find a subject to start with.

“Well…were you having problems with the academics of our own language? Or maybe English? Which one are you having more trouble with; we can start with that one.” She suggested, before quieting down to allow the boy to answer.

At the very least, like she promised, it wasn’t a long walk. Even while she was asking for more of an answer, they were at the doors to the cafe. “I’ve got my laptop and a few books with me right now, so we’ll be able to start with either. It just depends on your preference.”

Oh god, it only got worse; he’d go ahead and say ‘everything’, but he wanted to maintain at least a little dignity. Maybe he could get help with one of them with Naomi, and then try to set aside some time at home to study the other later.

“Ahh... I guess... English. That’s definitely one of the worst ones for me right now. Homophones specifically... Ah... if that’s alright with you.” He wasn’t exactly sure what topics she was brushed up on, and which ones she wasn’t, so this was a bit of a stab in the dark.

While he was busy mentally cursing at himself - which he seemed to do more and more these days - he opened the door to the cafe, holding it open for Naomi.

[mothwingcloak]

tsuiito​:

“No, it’s not that far. Only a block or so away, so I think walking’s just fine.” Naomi doubted either of them were really in that much of a rush, that they would need to go taking a bus to go a block’s distance. She didn’t really feel like paying bus fare today anyway.

“If you’re ready to go then, let’s go.” She gestured for him to follow, before starting down the sidewalk. “Eh, so what were the subjects you needed to catch up on most? We can start with that, when we get there, so you can get more out of this today, whether we get through it all or not.” Even if they didn’t, it wasn’t as if Naomi minded having to spend another day helping Yoshiki out. The only thing that was really a concerning factor about it was his own schedule, when she was aware he was probably busier than he seemed with what all he had to do.

     “Only a block, huh? Alright...”

Sliding his hands into his pockets, he follows after. Honestly, this was the best he could hope for - not that it was going to be fun, exactly, but... it definitely could have been worse.

Still, he grimaces at the mention of what he needs help with the most. What a long list that was... in fact, it was actually rather difficult to choose one. Surely, it didn’t really matter which thing they studied first, since, well, he needed help with nearly the entire curriculum. “Ah... just... let’s do Language Arts, I... I dunno...”

He felt a little defeated about the whole thing, there was little he could even say to excuse himself...

[justrpmemesandmusings]

How would your muse describe my muse's eyes?

My muse can not lie for 24 hours. Ask them questions to get the truth out of them

[mothwingcloak]

How would you feel if you got stuck with Nakashima-san instead of Shinozaki-san inside heavenly host?

“Shinozaki... Nakashima... Look, it wouldn’t have mattered which one of them it was. I may not have talked to Nakashima much before, but she was still one of my friends. At least, I thought so... The hell else would I have done? Leave her all by herself? I’m not a fucking coward, I would have tried my damnedest to get her out in one piece, just like I did for Shinozaki.”

[mothwingcloak]

Greetings, Yoshiki-san. How do you usually handle Shinohara-san's playfulness (or pervertness, rather) whenever you're around her?

“Well, I just ignore it, actually. As best I can, anyway. It isn’t always... easy, but...”

[mothwingcloak]

tsuiito:

Naomi noticed the appearance of the familiar face before returning the wave with a brief welcoming movement of her own hand. Hopefully, this wouldn’t be too strange or awkward. At its core, it was really only a study session. But after the last time they had sat down and actually talked, even if not a lot was shared, the situation itself was still…well, full of questions, no doubt.

“Ah, Kishinuma-san…I was thinking we could sit down in a nearby little cafe I know of. It’s an internet cafe, but it’s bound to be quiet, in that case, and aside from the library, it’s probably a more comfortable place. If you don’t mind, anyway.”

She figured she would explain right off the bat. The library was an option, but it was a better spot for quiet studying and silence. Not so much trying to verbally help someone understand something.

“An internet cafe...?”

Yoshiki thought it over a moment before nodding, he couldn’t think of any better places, really. Honestly, at least to him, the setting didn’t matter much - what concerned him was the actual work that needed doing. He could already feel that he was going to make himself look stupid trying to push through all of the things that he just hadn’t had the time to brush up on.

But, he supposed that it had to be done, although he mentally griped at himself for letting things get to this point, job or no job. “How far is it from here, then? Do we need to take a bus, or...?”

He shifted in place, thinking about how long it would take to get there by bus. Surely, it couldn’t be too long if the cafe was supposed to be nearby. Maybe it was within walking distance... The less people, the better, and he found himself hoping that there wasn’t a need to take a bus.

[tsuiito-moved]

                     I wish…                                                             I could take it back…

                        Indie AU Naomi Nakashima |::| Semi-Selective                                                     Written By Yuetchi

[memes-for-the-rper]

Ask my muse increasingly personal questions. See how far you can push them.

[tsuiito-moved]

@hogoshaa

Well, she told him she’d meet up with him outside the convenience store. Pretty easy place to meet anyone, really. Particularly since she wasn’t sure quite where to go just yet. She had an idea, but for the time being she figured having him find her somewhere they both knew the location of was safest. 

Making plans with Yoshiki wasn’t really something Naomi did too often. But given her recent thoughts about jobs and things related, she decided that it wouldn’t hurt to contact him and see if he was free. It was a bit odd. She hadn’t spoken much to him since that evening she had to stay at his place, being afraid to go back to her own home. Mostly since…well, Naomi wasn’t fond of letting even her own friends see just how bad things could get for her. 

It only caused concern, and concerned wasn’t a feeling she wanted other people feeling over her. 

She needed to cast all that aside for now, though. There was a better reason why they were going to meet today–Naomi had things on her mind, but this was for Yoshiki’s benefit, mostly. Some needed tutoring, to make sure Yoshiki wasn’t falling too far behind. Ayumi was still busy much of the time with medical check-ups and catching up with her own work to consider doing such a thing herself to help. And well, out of the available rest, Naomi probably just seemed like the most promising source of some forgiving help.

For now, all she could do was wait for him to arrive.

[mothwingcloak]

Yoshiki would be lying if he said that he was looking forward to this. He was falling painfully far behind academically due to his work hours - not that studying was usually his kind of thing, but... it still had to be done. After all, he couldn’t let Morishige be right about failing the next exam. 

No... Morishige sighing in disappointment would only piss him off...

It was probably a good thing that Naomi had set this whole thing up, because he didn’t have any good excuses for not being able to go, and so he couldn’t just put studying off like he usually did.

Rounding the corner, he waved to Naomi, slinging his bag over his shoulder with a deep breath to prepare himself for what was likely to be a painful cram session. He tried his best not to let it show, though, not wanting to seem ungrateful for the help.

A vague, last second thought passed his mind as he approached the girl: just what happened the morning after she stayed at his place? Was her mom worried? He couldn’t recall if she had phoned home to let her know... All he really remembered was the desperate state she was in when he found her. Maybe this was the chance to find out.

[mothwingcloak]

@yurushiite

 “Probably not much of a difference considering I’m not the only one who thinks so~” Seiko practically snickers as she leans against a nearby wall. To describe the look on her face as smug would probably be selling short just how insufferable this girl really was, as if there was any reason to be doubtful of the fact by this point.

     “Heehee~ But, but! I have more important matters to discuss than what a mega-dork you are!!” She interjects with a grin. “You hear about what happened yesterday? Apparently someone found dirty magazines stashed away in the supply closet back at the classroom! Can ya believe what a blockhead someone would have to be to just drop the evidence like that?“

“More important, huh?” he says with his best deadpan voice, seeming to be getting used to Seiko’s antics. He couldn’t say that he was surprised that the topic moved on to gossip - in fact, he sort of expected it since the beginning of the conversation. It wasn’t really his thing, but he played along anyway.

“What kind of idiot brings that sort of thing to school to begin with? That’s just asking for trouble...” Shaking his head, he grinds what remains of his cigarette against the pack’s casing to put it out before stowing it, saving himself half a cigarette for later. Now that things have cooled down a little, he doesn’t seem to need it right this second.

[mothwingcloak]

// rollS OUT

YES HELLO. I know things haven’t been happening here lately, but that will change! Eventually… Anyway, when I can, I’ll pick up on the threads I had on this blog, assuming people still want to keep them. Eventually, things will happen…

[mothwingcloak]

                     『 I don’t want to be alone.                                   Please don’t leave. 』

[yurushiite-archive]

     “Soft as can be, no doubt about it~!!” She really was shameless sometimes. Or…. well, most of the time. Still, Seiko isn’t even bothering to hide her amusement as an elbow lightly prods at Yoshiki’s side in something of a teasing gesture.

      “Fufu, I can’t be fooled. Everyone says Kishinuma-kun is some punk rebel but I’ve seen the truth with my own eyes! There’s not a mean bone in that pretty little bod of yours. I might even be inclined to say that you are, in fact, a nerd.”

     Cue a grin as Seiko shifts her weight to her other hip, eyes practically shining with a mischief as she glances up at Yoshiki. “Heehee…. hey, but on the bright side, at least you’re not as much of a nerd as Morishige-kun! You’ve still got sooome dignity in there.” 

[mothwingcloak]

Taking a deep drag off of his cigarette, he does his best to ignore what Seiko is saying, gotta keep a straight face or it’s all over. The nerd bit catches him off guard, however... It was one thing to be called a marshmallow, but a nerd was just not right.

“Oi, oi, don’t go throwing me in with Morishige, he’s got his thing and I’ve got mine.” Both of them would no doubt feel the comparison inaccurate, even if for different reasons.

“What’re you gettin’ at, anyway? What difference would it make even if I was soft?” Not directly admitting that he was, but...

[tsuiito-moved]

Naomi merely gave a nod, before taking a reluctant seat on the couch nearby. She never really commented on the boy’s supposed family life. As much as it wasn’t her business to get nosy about, she did know enough that she was aware there were particularly rocky and bad reasons why he was left to move out and live on his own. 

Nonetheless, she could admire the fact that he managed well enough on his own. She wasn’t too skilled with independence, at least emotionally, so really it was rather enviable, sans the situation that caused it. 

Hm…how much longer would it be until she would end up having to find out what it’s like to live on her own regardless of ability to handle it? At times, honestly, she did consider it, as much as the idea intimidated her. She knew that much longer there would only hurt her, as much as she knew her mother loved her.

“Kishinuma-san…?” Now what? She just wanted to make conversation, maybe. She was letting her mind wander where she didn’t want it. That was an upsetting thought, and god knows she’s upset enough already.

[mothwingcloak]

It doesn’t take long to set a pot to boil, and he re-appears from the kitchen at the mention of his name. “What’s up? The tea will be a few minutes, so if you need anything else, don’t be shy.”

Leaning against the wall, he studies the girl on his couch. In the better light of his apartment, he could see how bad she looked, something was definitely up. As if it wasn’t obvious before.

Even though he had insisted on Naomi staying at his place for the night, he was a little surprised that she hadn’t wanted to go and stay with Seiko. After all, she was much closer with her than anyone else, it seemed. Maybe he could get details from Seiko some other time...

[cuteprofessorgabby]

do u ever just look at ur muse and just “you make shit decisions”

[tsuiito-moved]

The building wasn’t…really nearly as bad as it seemed from the outside. Perhaps bad isn’t the right word. Unwelcoming? Maybe it was simply the appearance. Naomi found herself thinking far too hard when she was nearing a location that looked any bit of foreboding. 

At the very least, Yoshiki’s apartment itself isn’t necessarily warding or unwelcoming. It was surprisingly homely for being less furbished as it was. Again with Naomi’s strange tastes and opinions, though.

“Ah…so this is where Kishinuma-san lives…” She said, thinking aloud as she looked around. At the very least, she seemed to be a bit calmer now that she was given more of a chance to pull her thoughts into a more distracting place than they had been in before. Her slight nervous behavior could still be detected, but only if one were intentionally trying to look for it.

“Thank you, again…I’m sorry to trouble you like this. I just…I don’t like being home, when I’m feeling like this. Things get a bit…” She trailed off, frowning a bit as she shook her head. “More stressful. That’s all.” Not really, but Naomi wasn’t quick to open up about things someone didn’t necessarily need to hear.

[mothwingcloak]

“Stressful, eh?” A small chuckle was allowed at the thought as he closed the door behind him. “You should have seen things right before I moved out of my parent’s place.” If there was anyone who could understand the sentiment, it was definitely Yoshiki.

“Anyway, don’t worry about thanking me, I did this because I wanted to, not because I felt obligated to.” Had Naomi always been this apologetic? Not that he can remember... But things were weird for her right now, so it couldn’t be helped.

“Make yourself at home, Nakashima. I’ll make a pot of tea.” Gesturing to the couch, Yoshiki steps into the kitchen, where the sound of running water can be heard as he sets a kettle to boil. Seems that he’s somewhat traditional in his hospitality.