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     he couldn’t help feeling awkward. they didn’t quite think the same way on the matter ; which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing … but there was something behind her words. something he didn’t have the knowledge to put his finger on ( lately, he’d been thinking if he started looking closer at things – if only he could read between lines ; hell, he had a hard enough time reading well enough in the literal sense – he’d be able to stop bad things from happening to him – but it was wishful thinking, after all ).

      “ that’s a big family. ” yuu noted, if only to say something. sure, he had lost seven siblings, but the headcount of her family wasn’t far behind. 

      “ what are they like? ” maybe he was pressing her too much ( thinking on it, yuu didn’t know much about shinoa at all ), but he was simply banking on it helping his reappearing homesickness.

   she could only guess he was doing this to keep from thinking about his own family.   she couldn’t deny him the opportunity to stop thinking about certain things...   even she wasn’t that cruel.   plus,   she didn’t want him to be upset.    she cared about him after all.   ( ... did she really just admit that to herself? )   either way,   she leaned back as she thought. 

      “ the oldest brother is a power hungry freak!    the adopted one is actually pretty tolerable.   the other brother is plain stupid.   my older sister is also tolerable.   their names are kureto, shinya, seishiro, and mahiru.    and don’t forget their adorable little sister!   me! ”

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❛ hey babe, i made you this mixtape for valentines day. i don’t know many love songs, so it’s just uptown funk 18 times in a row. ❜

    “ my,   my.    how thoughtful.   uptown funk is the epitome of romance in this day and age. ”

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❛ my neutral expression makes me look like i’m always in a bad mood which is convenient because it’s usually true ❜

     “ i suppose i can relate to that!    well,   at least you’re not lying. ”

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&&. ◤ YUICHIRO ◥

     he blinked. was she trying to comfort him? he wasn’t really looking for comfort. of course, he had gone through a lot of emotional turmoil after losing his brother ( and for such a stupid reason ; had they waited a few more years they could have legally lived as a family ), but it was something he wanted to deal with on his own. 

      “ maybe. but … no matter what he’s become, i’ll accept him. as long as he’s still out there, you know? ”

      what he wanted was some kind of hint to where his brother might have gone. it wasn’t as if he could go to the orphanage anymore – they hardly let normal people in, let alone him. it seemed she didn’t know ( he didn’t expect anything, so he was only a little disappointed ). 

        “ … anyway. did i get too personal? ” he laughed, a bit nervous. he wasn’t sure why he was so open with her ( he was still getting used to being polite, let alone trusting anyone else ).

       “ sorry, i just wanted … ” yuu mumbled before stopping altogether. whenever he opened up like this, he always ended up feeling like an idiot.

    “ no,   i don’t.    to each their own,   i suppose. ”

          she could tell he felt weird for opening up.   still,   sh was happy he was opening up to her.    maybe they could get closer that way.    ( growing closer to someone was such a foreign concept to her...   it was a bit scary.    for some reason,   she didn’t mind doing something scary with him. )     

         either way,   he opened up to her.  yes...   it was a bit personal,   but she had to open up as well,   right?    that’s how this thing worked.    she didn’t know what counted as too personal for her.    there was a difference between a bit and too personal to her.    if she gave him too much,  well,   she didn’t want to.  not now,   not ever.  

     “ ah,    i have siblings too.   three older brothers,    one is adopted,   and an older sister. ”

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&&. ◤ YUICHIRO ◥

     yuu had been a bit distracted, looking around shinoa’s home (he had never seen any sort of guardian or anyone to check up on her, so it was natural to be curious). he eventually settled once she brought their ‘dinner’ out (he was more amazed that family size was a thing in the first place). despite his curiosity (and concern) about shinoa’s hisotry and living situation, he supposed it was only a matter of time before she asked about him. 

      “more about me, huh?” he wasn’t sure how much would be too little or too much to say about himself. he knew, most of all, he didn’t want to say anything at all. but that wasn’t fair to her (the time he cared so much about a person like this was only a distant memory).

      “well…actually…” he put his bowl back down, sitting on the edge of his couch, leaning over slightly. “my brother and i were separated years ago. i’ve been looking for him ever since, without much luck…even though it happened around this area.”

    ah,   she hadn’t expected him to say something so personal so fast.   perhaps he was hoping for something of the same level from her.    that, or he really didn’t have anyone else to talk to about it.   carefully,   she scooted a bit closer to him.   this was comforting,   right?    she didn’t know very much about reassuring someone that you’re there for them. 

         “ perhaps it’s for the best...   people change after all.   he might not be the brother you remember. ”

   were her words comforting?   not in the least bit.   in fact,   they probably were the exact opposite,    but she wasn’t one for sugar coating the plain truth.   

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    goood morning!! i’m gonna do some stuff on here, then jump over to crystal, and then hopefully finish my blog for blue!

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    hi!! so i need to work on blue soooo if you need me i’ll be twitter @ yandeary !!! just have it somewhere that you’re from rtrp or msg me before following me so i know it’s chill to accept it!

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&&. ◤ YUICHIRO ◥

     folded up piece of paper in his hands (more along the lines of crumpled, really), yuichiro stood next to shinoa, leaning slightly on the locker next to hers. on work days, they more or less spent their entire day together – they had the same shift, going from school to work (as there wasn’t time to do much else) then walking home together (they lived in the same apartment complex) after work was over. because of their almost-planned close schedules – despite yuichiro not knowing of her existence prior to starting school – he had gotten to know shinoa rather well (or as well as she’d let him). he knew her well enough to know that she would ask him about the recent test he’d taken solely for the sake of teasing him. and she definitely had the reason to tease, given the almost impossibly low grade. so he had to get her mind off it as soon as possible.

      “are we going straight to work from here, or do you need to stop at home first?” he asked, quickly shoving the paper in his pocket as an afterthought. 

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    she really wasn’t aware of when the boy had started to be someone she saw all the time.    it was nice though.   a nice constant in long history of surprises and impulsive decisions.    though,   she guessed she had fate to thank for that.   ( fate?   could she really thank something that she barely believed in? )   either way,    she was thankful he was around.   on the off chance that one day she would look over and not see him leaning against a locker next to her,    she wouldn’t really know what to do.  ( she knew better than to think someone would be around her forever.   even the family she thought would never leave her did.   perhaps she should prepare herself for the day he isn’t there. )   closing her locker finally,    she adjusted her bag on her shoulder before turning to him. 

         “ i actually need to head home first.    i left my work shirt out of my bag since i washed it last night. ”

    noticing he was hiding something from her in his pocket,    she leaned closer to him.

         “ hmm?   are you hiding something from me,   yuu-san?    could it perhaps be the test we got back today? ”

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 “› The plan is to fan this spark into a flame. ”

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    “ if you say so! ”

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❛ The plan is to fan this spark into a flame. ❜

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    “ well,    i sure hope you know what you’re doing! ”

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    i’m actually running off of 4 hours of sleep so i’m gonna start to chill and then sleep!! i’ll be on discord and twitter if you would like to talk!! just ask me for the info!

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❛ there’s a million things i haven’t done, but just you wait. ❜

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    “ hmm,   is that so?   a million things is a lot.   you should probably get on those quickly! ”

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❛ forgiveness. can you imagine? ❜

HAMILTON : AN AMERICAN MUSICAL  → STARTERS

     “ i actually cannot!   but,   it’s an interesting concept! ”

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@kazokyu

      “ you’re quite nosey for someone who was invited over for a wonderful,    home cooked meal! ”

   home cooked was an overstatement.    in reality,   she had accidently bought the family size cereal box and with the expiration date so close,   well,   she didn’t want to waste so much food!   besides,   she enjoyed spending time with him,    when he didn’t ask about her family that is.   leaning back on her couch,   she waved her spoon a bit. 

       “ why don’t you repay me by telling me more about you,   yuu-san! ”

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❛ i survived, but i paid for it. ❜

HAMILTON : AN AMERICAN MUSICAL  → STARTERS

    “ but of course!    nothing is free,   yuu-san!   i thought you would know that by now. ” 

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❛ i don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. ❜

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    what was with this kid?   he really did alway seem to catch on whenever her mind wandered off to her family...   situation.   putting on a smile,    she turned around,    keeping his back towards him.        “ well,   of course!!   that would be silly considering you aren’t me! ”