neonxparanoia:
kaitokurobass:
“Chau, chau,” he waved away the accusation. “It’s probably tha island. Who tha hell knows how it screws wit’ our memories an’ stuff.”
Well, it wasn’t a lie, at least. But upon further inspection, he was making her uncomfortable- not something he had planned on doing. Confused? Yes. Suspicious? Absolutely. But not uncomfortable. “You all right?” A probing question that was accompanied by a concerned look. “I didn’t hurt yer feelin’s, did I?”
“No…: He hadn’t, it was true, but he just seemed really different. Shiori knew from experience when people changed drastically to another person it was never a good sign.
It was just like that time with…
“Was there something you wanted from me, Tori-kun?” Maybe it was just her imagination…. She hoped it was just her imagination.
Okay, washing up on this weird ass island again was really the least of his worried at this point. Walking up behind Kaito he swung his Shinai right down at his head, a thud of the flexible bamboo as it hit his skull “I DUNNO O’YA ARE BUT YA NEED TA SCRAM”
Looks like he had passed out just after a tournament too, he was still in his kendo gear. He was aiming to take another swing at the imposer, a scowl on his features “Tsukeda-chan! Are ya okay?” he’s completely ready to beat you up with a bamboo sword here Kaito.











