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Shoichi Irie || Mechanic || 15(TYE)/25(TYL) Roleplay blog for Shoichi of KHR Associated with Dyingwillrp

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Shed Skin | Shoichi & Byakuran

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[txt]: How do you expect me to trust you?

Byakuran stared at his phone for some time considering the message Shoichi his ‘best friend’ sent him after he’d approached him about the Curse of the Rainbow and Yuni chan and sighed. In a way the false god could have predicted such a  response after all Sho-chan had all the memories of their future of what Byakruan had done.

It was only natural, how the demon wished he was still that a heartless monster who could not care about such words…but he wasn’t.

[text]: I don’t.

They’d have to seek someone else’s help about Verde’s machine that or Yuni-chan would have to talk to him herself. Byakuran could not do this.

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He was wary, but could anyone really blame him?

Tsuna chastised his behavior, but Shoichi hadn’t meant for anyone to see his texts to Byakuran-- the other just happened to read it over his shoulder and wondered if the red-head was being a little cold.

The observation made him feel a little guilty and the sensation only compounded when Byakuran’s next text came through.

[I don’t.]

The bespectacled teen frowned deeply.

Was this really the time or the place to bring this up? It was apparent that he wasn’t the only one who distrusted this younger Byakuran. Gokudera seemed to, for once, agree with his concerns, but Yamamoto and Tsuna trusted him...

But still.... They knew only that which they’d experienced. Shoichi was plagued by the memories and knowledge that he’d been manipulated, lied to, tricked, and toyed with in several different universes and the emotions that came to him with those memories were a jumbled mess he didn’t know how to deal with right now.

The sense of duty his older self possessed was something this younger version of Shoichi had yet to develop. At this very moment, despite knowing he wouldn’t be able to avoid Byakuran forever, that’s all he wanted to do.

[txt]: Good. Looks like we’re on the same page then.

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Swan Song of Happiness | Irie & Byakuran

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Byakuran continued to smile as the shock crawled all over Sho-chan’s face it was actually pretty cute. Though the white haired demon decided not to tease him too much, after all he wanted to get off on the right foot. The smiling man gently shook his hand and quickly let go to make him more comfortable and he sighed pretending to feel at least kind of as uncomfortable as the man before him. Violet eyes started to make note of his odd gestures almost as though he were in pain….curious indeed.

The don then forced a look of sudden realization and enlightenment when the red head spoke his name.

“Oh, Sho-chan I was wondering when my roommate was going to show up.” his patented smile returned to his face though he tried to make it seem a bit warmer. Violet eyes had a look around assessing the surroundings and his roommate before speaking, today might be more entertaining than he once thought.

“Have you been to the room yet Sho-chan? They’re pretty nice especially for a college um….Sho-chan earth to Sho-chan hellooooo???”

Shoichi kept the strangest look on his face and the violet eyed man had to beat down his amusement for fear of appearing sadistic as he truly was.

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For whatever reason, Shoichi’s expression remained twisted in mild concern. He was missing something and it was nagging at the back of his mind. This wariness was unshakeable and he was starting to realize that it was linked to the beginnings of those pangs of anxious pain in his stomach.

Sho-chan? They weren’t nearly familiar enough with each other for his roommate to be calling him by informal nicknames. Quite frankly, it made him uncomfortable. More so than that, it triggered a wave of deja-vu.

No one had ever called him that before.. and yet it all seemed so familiar. He was beginning to space out as if he was reaching for memories he felt he should have, but he was coming up blank. 

A sudden sharp pain through his temple forced him to quit thinking about it.

Once more, he hissed in pain, bringing a hand up to the side of his head, only to realize Byakuran had been beckoning him back to reality, as well as insisting on calling him by that ridiculous nickname.

“S-Sorry... uh... headache.... uhm.. Wha-what were we talking about? Oh! Yeah! The uh.. the rooms!”

Ah yes.. the room.. the room he was still locked out of. Pushing his previous frustration and anxieties aside, he was reminded of his actual, current predicament and he sighed.

“Actually... I was only in there to drop my stuff off... I kinda.. uhm.. locked myself out after I went to the bathroom....”

He avoided making eye contact as his cheeks flushed slightly.

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Stressed Out | Irie & Tsuna

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Tsuna watched the older male stammer and begin running off, something always seemed to be weighing so heavily on Irie-san. The brunette felt off about just leaving him alone and his training didn’t start for another hour or so Reborn said he had something else to do….and Lal Mirch was still resting.

“Hey I’m still a little hungry I’ll come with you.” Tsuna spoke while he wasn’t very socially assertive he did try to prevent the bespectacled man form shrugging him off. Brown eyes searched the taller man’s face and found only pain….Tsuna couldn’t just continue ignoring this it wasn’t possible for him.

“You know…if you need help getting to bed after working so much one of us could help or…maybe you should take more breaks. It’s not going to help anyone if you get yourself sick overworking yourself like this.” Tsuna offered another kind gentle smile hoping it might help the other find peace.

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“O-oh. Are you sure?” Irie asked, uncertainly. Didn’t he have training to get to? With how much the younger decimo feared his instructors, he figured Tsuna must have a little time to himself before his training sessions began. Otherwise, he was relatively certain the brunet would have scurried off already.

He could feel the other’s searching gaze on him. For some reason, it made him nervous. He didn’t deserve such kind concern. At least... he didn’t see himself as worthy of it.

They made it to the kitchen and the bespectacled technician was equal parts surprised and touched to see a plate had been set aside for him. A guilty half smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he placed the plate in the microwave to heat it up before turning to face Tsuna.

He shook his head.

“You don’t yet fully understand this, do you?”

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irie shoichi

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[text]: Hey Sho-chan, do you ever wish you could take something back, but knew you couldn’t? ?^?

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Byakuran immediately regretted sending the text to begin with best on Shoichi’s next reaction he sighed, it was easy enough to fake over text.

[text]: Aww are you concerned Sho-chan~? How sweet~ :)

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A frown tugged downwards at the corners of Shoichi’s lips. He was much more perceptive than others assumed, but, simultaneously, he wondered if Byakuran had already seen past the red-head’s perception. 

Though he couldn’t earnestly say he was concerned for the other, the inklings of guilt that plagued him could hardly be considered as anything other than concern, really.

[txt]: I won’t make you tell me anything you don’t want to.

He considered even sending the next part for fear of seeming too vulnerable-- for fear of sounding like he actually cared..

[txt]: I’d listen if you ever wanted to talk, though.

Funny how guilt spurred a lot of actions.

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[text]: Hey Sho-chan, do you ever wish you could take something back, but knew you couldn’t? ?^?

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Shoichi stared at the text, wondering. Was Byakuran actually alluding to something? Was he wracked with guilt? Or was it something completely inane and irrelevant?

[txt]: Well yeah… Sometimes.

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Byakuran sighed at Sho’s response, giving a deep frown that of course no one was around to see before responding.

[text]: I see well, thank you for telling me so Sho-chan. :)

The man sent the mask of a smile he himself couldn’t presently conjure it’s not like anyone, even Sho-chan could tell when something was really eating him right?

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As he received the message, Shoichi couldn't help but stare at it for another while. It almost felt as though he was supposed to respond differently. [txt]: Is something wrong? It didn't hurt to ask, right?

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✉ ☎ ✘

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

To Spanner: [txt]: Do your memories of the old future ever give you nightmares?

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

@livingtoextreme: [txt]: SORRY FOR BEING LATE! I’M ON MY WAY RIGHT NOWOIAHRG....

[txt]: sorry about that.. I tripped.... I’m on my way.

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

@ascended-orchid: [txt]: How do you expect me to trust you?

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Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

@nuvola-raptor: [txt]: Sorry I had to run! Would’ve loved to stay and chat but I’m running late to robotics club!!

(He’s totally lying though. He was too scared to chat with Kikyo)

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

To Spanner: [txt]: I’ve officially been awake for 38 hours, straight. Have you fallen asleep yet? What hour are you on? I hope your exams are going well.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

@piccolo-uomo-leone: [txt]: Lambo is naked and asleep in my mom’s flowers....

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% ツ $ #

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

@bombatempesta: [txt]: So... what’s the basis for G-Speak?

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

@piccolo-uomo-leone: [txt]: SPANNER SAYS HE’S COMING TO JAPAN FOR THE SUMMER!!

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

@morso-di-morte: [txt]: (Originally meant for Tsuna) Did you still need help with your math homework? When can I come over?

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

@mistyvariafrog: [txt]: I was threatened by someone and told to send you this.

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We are the choices we make.

Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go (via books-n-quotes)

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Stressed Out | Irie & Tsuna

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It was obvious to the brunette teen of course that, Irie-san had not meant to fall asleep where he had. Tsuna frowned in concern, he knew just how hard their red headed ally pushed himself ensuring everyone’s safe return…and apparently the safety of the whole future. It seemed like a heavy weight to carry and even now Tsuna didn’t still fully understand it but he also had just simply accepted that he couldn’t understand.

Though, seeing this so often the teen wondered if it was really the right ting to just let it go on like this. Worried brown eyes scanned Irie-san and he wondered if he should try to understand but, the fear twisted in his gut the fear of the future of everything stopped him short from acting on that thought. Everything since he’d arrived in the world of ten years later had kept the young Vongola reeling and terrified wanting only to protect his friends to keep them safe…..and that reeling fear kept him from reaching out to Irie Shouichi now.

He truly was a loser, at least, that’s what Tsuna concluded about the matter.

All those thoughts however, did not stop him from offering the older man a gentle smile as he lightly patted his shoulder ensuring he was truly coming to consciousness now.

“You’ve been asleep there all night and most of this morning, Kyoko-chan and Haru-chan left food out for you for breakfast it’s going to be ice cold soon. Why don’t you come eat it before that okay?”

Of course everyone knew the lab crew hadn't’ been eating well, but, Shouichi was notoriously bad…before he rushed off to work the young boss to be was really hoping to see him eat.

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Rubbing the remaining sleep from his eyes, Shoichi did his best to match the teen’s smile, but there were always notes of immense, underlying guilt, duty, obligation and desperation. 

This future was his fault. It was all his fault and if anyone died in it-- if they failed, it would be his fault then too.

This was their last chance. No. This was his last chance-- his only chance to make things right again.

Suddenly, he couldn’t bear to look into Tsuna’s eyes.

“A-Ah... I didn’t mean to worry you all... er... Yeah.. I’ll go eat.. uhm.. tell them I said ‘thanks’.” He muttered awkwardly as he stood and began to walk away with one hand placed against his sore back. Falling asleep like that never did his back any favors...

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Swan Song of Happiness | Irie & Byakuran

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Byakuran on the other hand DID remember and a bright smile graced his features, this was Sho-chan. A name he knew not only from the roster on who was listed as his roommate for the year, but, from parallel worlds….Sho-chan who had helped him awaken his powers. Of course he was almost certain that this red head would have no recollections of such things there was such a slim chance he was even the same time traveler so Byakuran kept that note to himself. The violet eyed man knew better and was far too experience in possessing parallel knowledge to give such a big tip off as to knowing Irie Shouichi’s name without being told it yet, after all he’d been given a name for his roommate not a picture.

However, the bespectacled man looked ready to run at any moment Byakuran would have to stop him somehow….he’d just found him again. Violet eyes didnt’ meiss a thing the hint of disdane and annoyance the discomfort this social sitaution had gone south before it even began. While he had no idea how to deal with remedying the feelings of others the don felt compelled to do something he dindt’ want to wait till later to ‘meet’ Shouichi he wanted to do it NOW…he was so impatient at times with things he’d already lived. Then it occurred to him, he had Sho-chan’s name…and Sho-chan had his such a simple solution.

“Ah, I’m really sorry about that I should have been watching where I was going.” smiling the snowy haired one laid out a calm apology before extending his hand and continuing iwth a smile.

“I’m Byakuran Gesso it’s nice to meet you. I hope you’re glasses didn’t get scratched or something that would be a shame, ah I’ll replace them if they did.” being a boss already it wasn’t like he didn’t come from the kind of money that could afford to do that.

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Naturally skeptical and generally annoyed by other people, all Shoichi really wanted to do was walk away. Even having received an apology, though he was just as at fault as the white-haired man was, did nothing to make him feel any better. In fact, he felt uncomfortable. There was something off about this guy...

“I’m Byakuran Gesso....”

The name echoed in his head over and over again until it clicked. 

THIS WAS HIS ROOMMATE.

He had just EMBARRASSED himself in front of his ROOMMATE... For a moment, he felt as though there was something more he should be worried about upon hearing his name. It sounded much more familiar than the single glance at a printed piece of paper...

His cheeks went rosy and his expression turned decidedly more flustered and uncomfortable as the red-head awkwardly slipped his hand into Byakuran’s.

“Hi.... My name’s Shoichi..... Irie Shoichi....” It was pointless to leave out the fact that they were roommates, either the man would know from just hearing his name, or he’d find out soon enough. After all, Shoichi still needed his help to get back into the room after having locked himself out.

His stomach was starting to hurt a little. 

“I-It’s alright.. they’re fine.” He said with a deep sigh as he pulled off his glasses and took a closer look at them. Even if they’d been scratched, he was capable of putting up with it just to avoid being too much of a burden on his roommate already.

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[text]: Hey Sho-chan, do you ever wish you could take something back, but knew you couldn’t? ?^?

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Shoichi stared at the text, wondering. Was Byakuran actually alluding to something? Was he wracked with guilt? Or was it something completely inane and irrelevant?

[txt]: Well yeah... Sometimes.

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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Swan Song of Happiness | Irie & Byakuran

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Byakuran regarded the sky, the man idly wondered what he was even doing here, truth be told the Gesso boss had no use for a college education. No, the white haired demon had not only the information of this world but countless others forever at his finger tips. Yet, he had to keep up appearances there were certain things he just had to do even if he’d already seen them a million times parallel, he needed to physically possess a degree in this world so he’d just have to put up with monotony of it all.

He leaned back on the bench lanky limbs hanging over its edges as he stared at the sky and groaned, classes hadn’t even started yet it was move in weekend for the freshman which meant he’d just have to idle until Monday….but it was only Friday.

He supposed there would be parties, but, well it was hard for Byakuran to go to them not because he couldn’t fit right in and be the life of the party with his charisma…but because the whole interaction felt empty if he didn’t have someone with him to bug and force reactions out of. Unfortunately the Gesso Boss had no such person here…bummer really. Maybe he’d go back to his room, after all he hadn’t even met his roommate yet, yeah that would do, violet eyes paid no mind as the man rose and he paid the price…knocked some red head clean over and the kids glasses clattered to Byakuran’s feet.

Oops.

“Ne, You okay there?” wait a moment….something felt oddly familiar about this one, he picked up the glasses and held them out to their owner. This guy…who was he…Byakuran could swear he knew him though they’d both only just carried at college.

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Shoichi sighed. It was only the first day and he’d already locked himself out of his own room. Unfortunately for him, his roommate wasn’t in yet and he really didn’t feel like begging the dorm staff to let him in already. It would only lend to a terrible first impression. He decided a walk around campus was his best, and only, bet to kill some time until whoever his roommate was could return and hopefully let him in.

As was painfully usual for the bespectacled teen, he paid no mind to his surroundings and wrapped himself within the inner mechanisms of his own thoughts. He was going over books he would need for the year and their individual costs and was beginning to make a mental times table to start thinking about where his free time would land and how he could make the most use of it all.

As was also the norm for him, Shoichi suddenly found himself running right into someone else... embarrassing still, was the fact that he was the only one of the two to fall flat on his ass while his glasses slid right off his nose and under the park bench he assumed the stranger had come up from.

Really, though, this guy should have been paying more attention. How did he not see him coming. His hair should have been bright and distracting enough to catch the guy’s attention. 

This was just not his day....

With an expression of mild disdain, Shoichi looked up in the direction of the voice. Without his glasses, he could hardly make out the guy’s features, but he recognized the shape of his glasses in the offered hand.

Slipping them back onto their rightful place, Shoichi was hit with a wave of deja vu so powerful that it almost made him sick.

Had he met this guy before? He seemed familiar. 

Suddenly, a sharp pain in his head distracted him from entertaining the thought any longer and he hissed in discomfort. 

Shoichi decided he’d spent enough time on the floor and stood, dusting himself off before fixing his glasses once more.

“I’m fine.” He muttered somewhat dejectedly.

An awkward silence befell the pair. Shoichi really wasn’t the best at making conversation, nor did he desire to start one up after embarrassing himself.