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[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

[He takes one last look at the pair of earrings before following the other to the checkout.]

Oh there is one thing I do need.  It’s been getting cold lately so my lips have been getting dry.  They usually have lip balm by the check out.

[He tried really hard to just say ‘yeah okay’ but he couldn’t. His impulse to say something stupid was too great.]

Do... do you wear exclusively cherry chapstick?

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

Yeah, I’m sure.  It’s not like I have the money for it anyway.  Plus I don’t need it.

Alright, if you say so mon Cher. 

[He held up the shopping basket he had been carrying around on their shopping excursion triumphantly.]

I have to admit I’m proud of myself for not buying too much. I should take you shopping with me all the time. You’re good impulse control. Let’s go check out.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

It’s nothing.  Something caught my attention.  We can keep moving

Are you sure? I don’t mind stopping. I’m only in a hurry if you are.

[cerasusscientiae]

[As the two of them were walking down the aisles, something catches the redhead’s attention.  He stops to stare at the object.  It is almost as if there is a magnet pulling him towards the piece of of jewelry.  Although he wore earrings,  he was never mesmerized by them, but there was something about these pair.] 

[studiousarmis]

Why’d you stop? I almost walked away without you...

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cerasusscientiae‌:

[The words weighed heavy on him.  It’s not like he was trying to be distant.  He wasn’t sure what he wanted.]

…No. You’re right.  I’m out of line.  I don’t have a valid reason to be acting the way I am and you don’t deserve the shit you put up with because of me.  It’s just the store.  Who knows, it might do good for me.

Hey, hey. We all go through shit sometimes, don’t beat yourself up for it. That’ll only make you feel worse.

[He gave the redhead a reassuring pat on the back before grabbing a shopping basket and walking into the vast expanses that was the store they chose to conquer today but it’s probably a Target.]

I’ll make a compromise. I’ll take a basket instead of a shopping cart. Now let’s do some well deserved relaxing leisure shopping.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

What I want? I wanted to stay home.

[He stared at Polnareff for a second before speaking again.]

Fine, take the cart.  We can see if we need anything else while we are hear.  I don’t want to be here more than an hour.

You’re really harsh sometimes, ya know that? Can’t you at least try and enjoy yourself? I know it’s just the store but still.

I’ll just grab the medicine and we can go. I don’t want to force you to do something I like. 

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

Let’s get this shopping over with.  We are here to get one thing and one thing only.  Do you understand Polnareff?

[He stops mid step and sheepishly puts back the shopping cart he had grabbed on their way into the store.]

Haven’t you ever heard of leisure shopping? But okay, I asked you to come along I’ll do what you want.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

I’m sorry, let me correct myself, you’ve only worked the title.

[His eyes averted from the other.  A slight tint emerged on his cheeks.  It was faint, almost unnoticeable if one is distracted enough.  A small smile formed as he spoke.]

 Do I now?  That comes as a surprise to me.

Yes...but the title is the hardest part! Besides I have most of the information written out in an outline I just have to put it all into paragraph form. I really do have a lot more done than you think. Give me some credit professeur.

Really? If I didn’t like being around you, I wouldn’t call you my best friend. There’s something so domestic about shopping with someone.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

I’ll turn it in for you…unless you haven’t worked on it, which i’m pretty sure you haven’t knowing you.

I hate to admit, but you are right for once.

….We? Why do I have to go?

I’ve started it... The title is a real hook.

I like going to the store with you. You make mundane tasks and errands fun. And if I talk to you, it’ll take my mind off the headache.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

[Begrudgingly, he gets up from his seat and walks to the medicine cabinet.He opens the cabinets and stares into the void.]

We’re out,….Guess you’ll die.

I can’t die. I have a thesis due tomorrow...

Besides...if I die...how are you going to afford to live here? It’s too short notice for a new room mate.

...guess we’ve got to go to the store...

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae‌:

[Answers from across the room without making eye contact.]

Go to bed.

B-but it’s 1 pm...

If I go to sleep now, my schedule will be screwed. Don’t we have any medicine?

Forgive me mon ami, I know I’m whining.  

[studiousarmis]

I have the WORST headache right now...

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae:

[His expression soften, but his gaze still remained sharp.  The redhead could see that the other genuinely meant no harm with his comment.]

…I’ll take your word for it then.

Do you really want me to tell you what kind of person i take you for?  Also, before I forget, you don’t have to state the obvious.

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet.  Two fingers reach into the wallet’s compartment and pulls out a small paper.  He presents it to the amnesiac.  It was a photo taken in Egypt with Joseph, Jotaro, Abdul, Iggy, himself, and Polnareff. ]

Let’s try a different method.  Do you remember them?  

...You say that like you think poorly of me... Do you?

[He took the photo and stared at it intently. For a long time he was silent, eyes darting back and forth between the faces on it.]

This... this is a photo of us? 

[He continued to stare at the photo, wishing it could talk, could tell him everything he couldn’t remember.]

Jotaro... Abdul, Iggy, Monsieur Joestar...

[Everything rushed back. It hit him like lightning; memories, conversations, emotions, confrontations. He finally looked up at his roommate, eyes brimming with tears; happy, loving, earnest tears.]

Kakyoin.

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae:

[Polnareff more than likely didn’t mean for his comment to come off as suggestive as it did.  Unfortunately for Polnareff, Kakyoin was still frazzled by the whole situation and only heard his comment as suggestive.  Although he did feel embarrassment, it did not show however.  His stare was piercing cold. His voice was calm and soft, almost frightening.]

…What was that? Who exactly do you think I am?

I...don’t know who you are...that’s the problem?

[it took him a second to process that the other reacted the way he did was because he took Polnareff’s sentence the wrong way. He threw up his hands up in defense and let out a very awkward and embarrassed laugh.]

Oh! Oh no! You don’t understand! I meant like a different greeting or like a special hug or something! Not--!

You’re basically a stranger to me I wouldn’t-!

I mean not that you’re ugly or anything but--!

What kind of a person do you take ME for!?

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae:

Well, I don’t know what else I can do?  At this point I am wiling to take any suggestions from you for once.

I might have an idea? I did bring up the idea of knocking myself out again, but since that’s probably dangerous how about a different familiar physical action? Is there anything you and I use to physically do together? Something I’d only do with you?

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae:

Well, you’re not wrong… I was thinking more the lines of do you remember being there?…How about Hong Kong?  Do you remember being there?  It’s where we met. Well, not just me, everyone else who traveled to Egypt….Anything ring a bell?

[He sat quietly for a few moments trying to rack his brain for something, anything familiar...]

I know the things you’re saying are true, but I don’t remember any of it. It feels familiar but my mind is still blank...

[studiousarmis]

cerasusscientiae:

[Having the others undivided attention made him nervous.  He couldn’t help but but shift his eyes to avoid eye contact.]

I’ve never done this before. so bear with me.

…..What comes to mind if I mention Eygpt? 

Eugh. I think of the heat. Sweaty gross heat. Yuck.

...Should I think of something else?