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kcyn:

“Bread?” Kayn queried, surprise written all over his face. That was definitely a first, he’d never heard of a comparison between beer and bread before, and although he was definitely taken aback, he couldn’t help but find it very humorous. He could imagine desperate people seeking a tipple and tearing into a loaf instead, all because they needed the distinct flavour of beer on their tongue. His overactive imagination supplied the scenario, and Kayn couldn’t resist the urge to laugh. The sound ripped from his throat in a hearty, mirth-filled raucous din. “Shit,” he managed between huffs of air and amused snickers. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone say that before, but… yeah, that was funny.” With the laughter gradually beginning to ebb, he eyed the other male in a contemplative manner and shook his head. “You’re funny,” he added, then quickly patted the other males back when he started to bow, revealing that he had indeed, heard of Kayn’s band. “I’m glad she enjoys our work. We love to perform. And absolutely no need to thank me. If artists can’t help each other out, what kinda world are we living in, huh? I’m happy to help you.”

“ Yeah.. I don’t know why..It just tastes kind of bready to me. “ Tomoe repeated, smiling as he watched the other man’s face devolving into laughter. He loved the look of laughter on another person, even though he didn’t quite understand why it was he was laughing. Upon being called funny, he cupped his own ankles as he was sitting now, roughly crossed leg on the couch, with his beer tucked in his lap. “ Well.. thank you! I’m glad I could bring some cheer into your life. “ the younger man replied, even as he felt the hand patting at his back,” She has an enormous crush on you.. “ he added, grinning from ear to ear,” I bet she’d be insanely jealous if I took a picture with you.. Would you want to take one with me so I can tell her I met you? “Tomoe couldn’t help but look slightly mischevous as he chewed on his own lip. His friend was going to go nuts, and demand he introduce her, but he would politely refuse, on account of wanting to save the other man from being hounded by his celebrity crazed friend. “ Oh I couldn’t agree more .. I’m sure you’re capable of doing absolutely anything..but for such kindness, I would happily return the favor, in any way you need it.. “ his voice, was as gentle as the hiss of sea foam left upon a shore as he shifted to lean his own cheek on the back of the couch as he watched Kayn thoughtfully. He was such a kind man. It was rare that he managed to run into other people who had a a heart that operated much like his own..

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kcyn:

“It’s good, right?” Kayn motioned towards the beer, a smile quickly stealing over his lips while he took a drink from his own bottle. He really loved beer, it was his go-to whenever he was out at a bar, but absinthe was the one thing he genuinely loved more than any other alcoholic beverage. It made him feel so warm and… lucid. “I’m a singer. I play lead guitar and lead vocals in my own band. We’re called, The Disenchanted, maybe you’ve heard of us?” Some people had, but Kayn didn’t like to assume. His little band were relatively famous in town and had managed to amass quite the following over the past couple of years. Some groupies too. “I have a studio if you’d like to go there and lay something down? It’s not my studio, but… my friend wouldn’t mind. He gave me a spare key so I’d be more than happy to take you some time?”

“ I - yeah, I guess it is- I don’t have anything to compare it to really. It’s such a unique flavor.. Though I.. guess it kind of.. “ - he looked at the bottle again, taking another sip contemplatively,” Kind of tastes like ..bread? “ Tomoe squinted his eyes thoughtfully, before looking at the other man,” Really? “ - the younger man’s eyes lit up, leaning forward a little when he mentioned also singing. “ I’ve heard, but I’ve not actually seen you- I got a low quality live video from a friend I dance with at the studio, and she is ..ridiculously obsessed, but from what I could make out over the crowd, sounded amazing.. I’m really honoured to meet you. “ Tomoe bowed his head politely here, not star struck, so much as he was very pleased to be in the company of another artist,” Wait.. really? You think-..Kayn that’s the kindest thing anyone has..ever offered to do for me.. “ The expression on Tomoe’s face was floored, in awe.. a mixture of admiration, and also perhaps a little disbelief as he swallowed the lump in his throat,” Thank you..so much.. I would love that.. “

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kcyn:

Inclining his head, Kayn nodded in agreement with the other man’s words, a soft, barely discernible hum rising in his throat. It was handy that most people he encountered didn’t know his name, but even if they did, it probably wouldn’t matter. His existence wasn’t a public record, and the only time he left the compound was for work. Missions were his entire life, and when he wasn’t killing someone, he was training to perfect the art. Kayn was essentially a ghost—not meant to be seen or heard until he wanted an opponent to acknowledge his existence. Lifting his gaze to the others after snapping the lid from the beer, Kayn returned the bottle to Tomoe and sent a smile the man’s way. “It’s a smart move to put it off and give it some careful consideration. Especially since you’ll be stuck with it forever… but uh… you’re an artist?”

Lifting his head as the beer was so easily opened, he took the bottle rather gratefully and pressed it to his lips, tilting his head back to taste the rather..interesting flavor.. Scrunching up his nose just a touch, the young of the pair laughed for a moment and licked his lips, before looking back at the other man once more,” Mmn.. interesting..taste.. “ - he mumbled softly, swirling the bottle just a touch,” Yeah.. I.. try to be thoughtful, mindful of what I do with my life. Weigh the pros and cons before I take a big leap. I realized a lot of the K-idols have tattoos these days.. so it probably won’t be a huge issue. Mmn? Oh- yes. Well..aspiring. I just take dance classes right now, but I write songs on my guitar.. I don’t have much in the way of sound equipment but I do have a nice phone. “ Tomoe chuckled bashfully as he looked down at his bottle again,” I really want to break into American Media but unfortunately.. most Asian guys don’t get far with labels in the states.. So.. Here I am, weighing my options. “

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kcyn:

“Not many people knew my name though, so that was handy,” Kayn added almost as an afterthought, not actually considering just how weird that confession might sound to a “normal” citizen. He had no idea what it was like to be one of those, not until his escape to America, and a better life. A shot at life, really. Being the government’s number one hitman where the only refuge one could hope for was a glass cell at the end of a murderous rampage, was no kind of life. For anyone. But Kayn had gone through it, and come out the other side stronger than ever. But also carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He’d probably liken the emotion to guilt. From what he’d read in books anyway. Holding his hand out, he gestured for Tomoe to pass him the bottle. “I’ll get it for you, no problem. Can I ask, why the tattoo now? What made you wait?”

“ Oh I see, that does keep the mistake from happening as frequently. “He didn’t feel like he was in a position to judge the other man, but Tomoe was just so non-chalant, and go with the flow, that the fact that maybe that wasn’t normal to some people, just kind of glossed over his head. Carefully reaching to pass him the beverage, he, rather than sitting back on his own couch, sat closer to Kayn, knees about an inch or two apart as he leaned his arm on the back of the sofa. “ Ah..well. Mmn.. It took me a while to convince myself this was a permanent change I wanted to make to my body. “ he began to explain, slightly squinting one eye,” Mother always says to think about things very thoroughly, when they will impact you in the long run. That’s for certain, and depending on which way I go with my music career, it may affect how labels view me, especially if I go the route of trying to get signed by a Korean label. “

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kcyn:

His lips tugged into a somewhat sad smile, eyes downcast as he took a drink of his beer and moved to sit on the couch facing the one Tomoe was perched on. He had no idea what it was like to have a mother or even someone that genuinely cared about him. His mentor was the only person that ever truly cared about Kayn, but he wasn’t sure if that could be considered a loving relationship. Probably not. There was no affection shared between them, not until Taizō’s unfortunate and untimely passing. Dragging himself from his reverie, Kayn met the other man’s eyes and sent a smile his way. “It’s really irritating when people get your name so wrong, I know. But there really is no excuse for getting Tomoe so wrong. In Japan, I encountered more people that struggled with my name. It uh… I suppose it can’t be considered a very native name for the land.” Sipping his beer, he shifted to get comfortable on the couch, then pointed towards the small fridge close at hand as he said, “feel free to help yourself. It’s honestly a really good beer. I’ll tell you something most people don’t believe about me when I first say it… I actually don’t have any tattoo’s myself.”

Tomoe was fairly good at picking up on other peoples emotions, aside from any advances or perhaps negativity aimed at him, but when someone else was sad, he was terribly empathetic. Noticing that, he decided not to press the issue of family any further, unsure of what it was that had the man down, and not wanting to make him feel any worse. “ True, phonetic pronunciation is .enormous for the Japanese people. I will remember your name is spelled with a y though. I promise. “ - the younger man added with a nod for emphasis. “ Oh, thank you! ..Wait..really? That’s surprising, I assumed most tattoo artists had at least one tattoo!” Here Tomoe meandered to the fridge and pulled a beer free, looking around thoughtfully,” Do.. you have something I can open this with? “

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kcyn:

“Me too, it’ll be a fun project, and you’re not an asshole, so I’m pleased,” he said with a laugh, leading the other male through to the back room. Kayn rarely felt so comfortable around another person, but Tomoe spoke Japanese and was laid-back, so he couldn’t have asked for better company. “It’s Kayn with a Y, by the way. I always feel the need to tell people that, because whenever they leave here, they jot down my name for other potential clients and it annoys me when it’s spelled wrong.” A flush rose to his cheeks, and Kayn had to literally bite back on the embarrassment the admission brought, but it was the truth. He didn’t like it when others misspelled his name—it was such a pet peeve. Stepping into the back room, he gestured towards the comfy couches there and grabbed the beer bottle he’d left behind. “No, it’s cool. It’s nice to talk to someone that doesn’t make me wanna crawl back into my shell.”

“ My mother would have thrown a shoe at me from across the ocean if I had been an asshole to you. “ - Tomoe joked, but in all honesty, his mother was rather stern about being sure her son had grown up humble, despite the popularity he had previous garnered from being a professional surfer. Listening to the explanation as he walked along with him, the younger man cupped the side of his own arm and nodded,” I will remember that, but.. God.. I completely understand.. That’s like people shortening my name to Tom..like.. American Thomas..Tom.. Or Thomo .. My name doesn’t even sound remotely like that. I’m alright with Americanized names and I have no issue with some people having anglicized names due to it being hard to pronounce certain names in general.. But there is nothing difficult about Tomoe.. I could even settle for Toe-mo, but Tom? “ Tomoe visibly pinched his nose in frustration, knowing full well how bothersome it could be. Once alone in the backroom, he settled on the couch and relaxed, draping his arms in his lap after fishing his cellphone free,” ..I’m glad I can make you feel like that. I suppose it’s an awful lot like feeling comfortable with a hairdresser, save for you are giving me something a lot more permanent than a haircut. “ he couldn’t help but chuckle at the comparison, but glanced down at his own lap in a bashful gesture.

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kcyn:

“I can focus on the water then, definitely,” he responded with a nod, reaching out to take hold of the other males hand and giving it a friendly shake. It wasn’t very often Kayn was met with such courtesy, especially not from clients who just wanted to get in, get inked and then get out, so it was a pleasant surprise. Smiling, his fingers closed around the others palm and the artist met his eyes as he spoke. “Kayn Kimura, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” he introduced himself then relaxed his hand in the others own, lowering it after and pointing to the back room. “Come on, I can let you have a some of my beer and perhaps roll a blunt or two to share? That’s if you don’t mind me smoking as I work?”

“ Great, I’m really excited to work with you. “ Tomoe smiled warmly now, his heart skipping a beat when the other man’s hand finally connected with his own. Chewing on the inside of his bottom lip as the other man spoke, he nodded once more in appreciation of their introduction,” Kayn, I like it. “ he gave his hand a soft little squeeze before he finally had it back, and tucked them both under his arms,” Lead the way! Nah, if I can surf high, you can work high. That’s what I say. “ Tomoe lifted one hand now to cover his mouth bashfully as he chuckled to himself,” I’m sorry you’re just really relaxed, and I haven’t felt so at ease since I moved to California from Hawaii.. “

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kcyn:

“I can sketch something more personal for you. That might be more fitting to your needs, but you’ll have to tell me exactly what it is you imagine. A bit more detail. Maybe the exact board you use, so I can incorporate that somehow. I’ve got a fair idea of how to bring Japan into it, so I’ll show you that part too.” He felt as though he were rambling, but whenever the opportunity arose to talk about his work, he genuinely couldn’t himself, turning from reticent to loquacious in a matter of seconds. Smiling, he cocked his head, tucking some hair behind his hair that had fallen stray of his hair band, and gave a small bob of his head. “If you wanted, I could doodle some things for you now through the back room?” Kayn gestured behind himself with a small jab of his thumb and gathered an empty sketch pad into his arms. “And you don’t have to try the beer, but it’s Japanese, and honestly some seriously good shit.”

“ I have some pictures on my phone for reference if you’d like, I’m more interested in the water, than the surf board itself, to be honest.. That was my favorite part, being connected to the ocean by extension. “ the taller of the two spread his fingers out, motioning a flat surface for a moment, before tucking his hands in over his own chest, nodding with acceptance to his suggestion,” Yeah of course that sounds great- Oh. “ he paused, holding his hand out,” Hizuka, Tomoe.. But ..you can call just call me Tomoe if you want.. “ he spoke with a slight bow of his head,” And.. I..guess a little taste wouldn’t hurt? “ the softest, playful smile spread across his lips as he lulled his eyes, toes flexing inside of his shoes as he watched the other man with interest.

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kcyn:

Kayn leaned his elbows on the counter, his focus shifting from his own doodles on the page, to the other man’s face. He had a pretty smile, that was definitely for sure, and he seemed like such a warm, welcoming and friendly guy, but being an assassin, Kayn had met many seemingly wonderful people in his life, that later turned out to be the very dregs of society, so he was careful of who he chose to trust. The man had come to him for a tattoo though, and to the artist’s delight, he spoke fluent Japanese. Responding in kind, a smile lifted his lips and Kayn gave a small nod. “I hear you. What were you thinking of getting? And uh… if you’re worried about the pain, I can offer you some beer… or weed, if you’re not a fed.”

Tomoe was always quite oblivious when others were looking at him, more focused on the task he’d set out to do, but he couldn’t help notice the other man smiling, and in turn, lead him to smile a bit brighter. To him, the only thing more infectious, was laughter. Continuing on in Japanese, he traced the material of the pages with every flip, returning his gaze to the task at hand. “ I’ve been seeing a lot of really cool, geometric shape tattoo’s with landscapes inside, that seep out into the outside.. I’m an ex-pro surfer from Kauai, and I ..really miss my mother whom is back there.. so I kind of wanted to pay homage to that.. with that sort of set up.. The waves, and Hawaii, and maybe a little of Japan too, but I’m not a physical artist so I wouldn’t know how to make it come together..” he blushed rather visibly, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment, before meeting the other man’s eyes at the offer,” Definitely weed.. I’ve never drank before, so I can’t say what it would do to me.. Don’t know if I’m one of those family lines that has a toxic intolerance to alcohol.. “

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kcyn:

Seeing the other man when he peered from behind the sturdy pillar in the middle of his studio, Kayn’s automatic response was to lift a hand and wave in greeting. Unfortunately, it happened to be the one clutching the beer bottle, giving this potential client cause for concern. Inwardly berating his own stupidity, Kayn set the bottle down and slinked from the back room, making his way over to reception and squeezing himself behind the desk. A wavering smile timidly appeared on his lips while he bent to gather the main book containing his own work from beneath the countertop. As he stood and placed it on the glass surface, his eyes shifted to meet the other man’s, and Kayn had a sneaking suspicion the stranger had Japanese in him. Deciding to test that theory, his next words were spoken fully in his mother tongue. “Is it a first tattoo? If it is, I can suggest some smaller ones or less sensitive areas to get inked?” His suggestion was simply that, he didn’t want his client to feel obligated to accept the advice, so he shrugged and slid the open book towards the other. “Ultimately, it’s up to you though.”

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Seeing the other man wave his beer, he had little question of whether or not he’d be doing his job appropriately. In truth, since he’d never gotten a tattoo before, he didn’t know whether it was common or not, but if the man valued his own work, and knew his own limits, then who was he to judge? Tomoe was the epitome of ‘Aloha’ .. Truly, Aloha. Hearing his mothers tongue, the younger man perked up, a handsome smile splitting his lips, as he stepped right into the language with ease,” Yes..it is actually. I’m alright with it being bigger. Go big or go home, as they say. “ he chuckled a little bashfully, slowly flipping through the book in front of him,” I’m a little nervous about the pain admittedly.. but I feel like I’ll be fine.. “

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kcyn:

Kayn knew he shouldn’t have been drinking at work, but one beer wouldn’t kill him—or hinder his ability to ink properly. It never had. He cracked the lid off a bottle from the fridge he stored in the back room, the resulting hiss bringing a satisfied smile to his lips when he heard the sound of someone entering in the front. A furrow settled between his brows as Kayn peered around the doorframe and scanned the outer room. He wasn’t expecting any clients, but perhaps it was just someone checking the place out? “Um, hello?” he called, unable to see the customer from where he stood.

After much debate, and a considerable amount of self talk, Tomoe had decided..yes- it was in fact, time to do the one thing he’d always been scared to do. Not stand up on a surfboard and ride swells that could get up to ten feet high, or get bitten by a shark somewhere out in the ocean, or crack his head on rock beds.. Or even skateboard into traffic.. No, Tomoe was more afraid of marking himself up with a tattoo. Not that in Hawaii, there had been much issue with it, tattoo’s in Hawaii didn’t mean the same thing as they did in Japan, however, he hadn’t ever been to the place of his mothers birth.. He didn’t know if he’d ever get the chance, with the way things had gone for him thus far. But a tattoo was good enough for him, for now, concerning things he wanted to accomplish.. After research, and time spent convincing himself to do the damn thing, he finally settled on this parlor- and once inside, he heard the other man’s voice, and decidedly peered around whatever surface he could, to wave, and allow the other man to see him,” Aloha..“ the way he said the word definitely seem like something he did to be ‘cool’ “ I was wondering if I could talk to someone about getting a tattoo?“

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