Tranquility of the Rain

#the one in lowercase #this is short gomen

"Uh..."

The Rain Guardian retracted his hand, his confused expression mimicking the person he had grabbed.

"Hahaha! Sorry! I was really paying attention. I..I guess I mistook you for my friend or something." Not a lie, or anything really. It was just an reason that Yamamoto wasn't sure was accurate. He couldn't really explain his actions on coming here. Maybe the situation at hand was starting to get to him.

"Anyway, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi! It's nice to meet you!" A conversation had already started, why not keep it going? Hopefully the awkwardness from his earlier actions would fade away if he did so.

His feet moved on his own, Yamamoto not really paying attention to where he was going as his thoughts took all of his attention.

How long had he been here? Longer than he'd like. Why couldn't he just turn back time and see everyone again? Everyday he'd wake up, startled by the walls that didn't match the ones in his room, before the horrifying memory of their world being gone resurfaced and he was forced to face reality once more.

Yamamoto had long kept his cheerful attitude, but with the disappearance of his friend and the worse assumption constantly lingering on the outer parts of his thoughts, it was hard to keep it up.

He shook his head, trying to push away unwanted thoughts and feelings, as his usual, happy-go-lucky smile returned his face. At the very least, Squalo was here, which meant there was hope for the others! Doubting them would only bring their downfall. Besides! They were family! So they would all come back together no matter what!

Out of the corner of his eye, someone passed him. He didn't have time to see their face but something about them caught his attention. Quickly, he turned, grabbing a hold of their arm.

"H-Hey! Wait up!" He said.

#ro9op #gomen it's bad and short as;fknsdf

Rain Guardians Reunited; Closed Post @ Squalo.

“You could’ve fooled me.” He doesn’t seem to take notice of the way Yamamoto gets defensive — either that, or he simply does not care. “If the brat was any kind of smart, she wouldn’t stick her nose where it didn’t belong.” By this, Squalo meant what she’d asked him about upon their bumping into each other. The conversation was fairly normal, until Haru had asked if she would be able to use one of the different flame types, just as the Vongola guardians did.

He didn’t actually know the answer to her question, nor would he bother to find out. Squalo had simply brushed her off, called her idiotic for thinking about it; she was a civilian, and she didn’t have a place in anything going on within any of the families. Granted, it was a good question, but .. — Yamamoto had a point, and Squalo knew it. Xanxus wouldn’t go down so easily; nor would the other members of the Varia. That said, he starts walking down the way he was headed before, brushing past the younger Rain Guardian as he did so. “Voi! The bastard’s got to be around somewhere; so do the rest of the Varia. I’m not about to let them all get away with sitting on their asses through all of this, and leaving the hard work to me —”

He looks over his shoulder at the younger male briefly as he spoke, but then turned away again. Yamamoto could choose to follow if he so wished to. It might be easier to locate everyone if they worked together — of course, Squalo didn’t bother to acknowledge that.

#sfidarsi #fuck bitches get swordsmen

“I don’t think it’s like that. C’mon Squalo…” He didn’t want to argue with the Varian Rain Guardian, but he didn’t want to let someone offend someone he cared for and just sit back and do nothing.

“It’s true she doesn’t always realize how dangerous a situation might be, but she means well. I’m sure she was just worried about you.” He inferred. Both Kyoko and Haru were like that. Although they didn’t fight physically (even though they had once asked Tsuna about doing so when they were in the midst of a battle with Byakuran), they supported everyone else completely. They were strong when it came to handling everyone and keeping their spirits up!

A shocked expression crossed the younger Rain Guardian’s face as the older one brushed passed him.

“Voi! The bastard’s got to be around somewhere; so do the rest of the Varia. I’m not about to let them all get away with sitting on their asses through all of this, and leaving the hard work to me —”

The astonished expression was now replaced by an easy going grin, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he followed the silverette.

It was good to see there was still some kindness left in the prideful Rain Ring bearer. Even though it was only slight, Squalo cared for his comrades, at least that was how Yamamoto inferred his actions.

Following him, Yamamoto spoke up.

“Where do you think they’d be, anyway? This place is kinda big with a lot of places to hide. I wonder if they’ll even know where to begin looking for us.” The baseball star said, already presuming that they were here and looking for them. He was naive to a point where it was hard to believe he was serious at times.

stutter . } closed; yamamoto

The Vocaloid nodded but then a shiver went up her spine. Last time she checked, it was sunny outside. Oh, well. “Aoki’s just fine! Ah, what do I call you then?” She just wanted to make sure; she might call him by a name that he didn’t like…just taking precaution!

“You’re the dishwasher?” She giggled. “It’s better than having no job at, right?” It made her even more excited to go there, as silly as it sounds.

Civ. 9 was a huge place and from the looks of it, the people were friendly even when under harsh conditions. At the back of her mind, all she needed to avoid was one person; that is, if she was ever sent here.

Her sister.

Aoki looked tense for moment, thinking about her sibling. Her smile returned after a second and she giggled again. “Well, shall we be going?”

#bluetourmaline #wow am i late im so sorry

“Well, we’re married, right? So call me Takeshi.” He smiled at her in a heart warming manner. Sure the whole ‘marriage’ was a little sudden, but his dad had always been bugging him to find a girl to settle down with, and luckily he had been paired up with someone as cute as the girl in front of him.

“Yeah! That’s right! My pops actually owned a sushi store back where I’m from and I would do the same thing there.” Although he’d love to cook, his father always denied him the chance of doing so.

He blinked, noticing her tensed expression before it melted away in a midst of giggles and smile. It seemed like anything that had caused her to tense up was now gone, but still, he couldn’t help but worry.

“Sorry if I’m intruding.” His smile was a bit strained now. “But…are you okay? You looked kinda tensed. Did I say something to make you uncomfortable…?”

@Saber

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“Yama..moto.”

She repeated his name quietly, noting it in her memory. It was four short syllables that she had also heard in her previous master, Kiritsugu. The Japanese naming custom was still strange to her, but their names contained meaning as well, so Saber was not one to judge a name that was given.

“Yes, you may call me Saber. It is my class.”

Saber saw in his gaze that despite his joviety and what seemed to be callousness, there was a spark in his eyes that she recognized as true passion. He did not duck away from her when she met his gaze, so he must have nothing to feel shame over. The slight smile on his face and the natural laughter only exemplified this. She heard nothing of a wild witch’s cackle in them. Her intuition told her that as well, from the way he was positioning himself, there was not only no intention of attack, but also of complete ease. Saber felt her tense shoulders relax slightly around him. If he meant her no harm then she didn’t see why she had to have her blade bared towards him.

“My gender is of no significance to my position. I am a knight above all else. My blade is to protect those who need it, not to provoke skirmishes.”

#caladvwlch #THIS IS SO LATE

He felt some relief as he saw the blonde's shoulders relax the slightest of a notch. Yamamoto wasn't looking to pick a fight. It wasn't that he was against fighting all together-he enjoyed it quite a bit from time to time, especially during the mafia game! But, they seemed to get a little too out of hand at times. Those realistic children toys got everyone really excited and they put too much power behind their punch.

"You're really prideful, huh?" It was more of a thought that had slipped out of his mouth than a rhetorical question. Although her stature was different from the young Vongola heir, her words reminded him of the brunet. Tsuna was the guy who always swung his fist as though he was saying a prayer-he only fought when it was needed. Sadly, for someone who was going to be the boss of the world's largest and strongest mafia organization, it was killed or be killed. The Rain Guardian played dumb most of the time, playing his ridiculously naive act (it was true to an extent, but he had already realized the danger he was in) in an attempt to keep everything as normal as possible when you're junior high students involved in a deadly Italian organization.

"I bet your familgia is really lucky to have you." She seemed so dedicated to his sword, just like the Varia Rain Guardian was. What Squalo meant when he said that Yamamoto had to pay attention to his swordsmenship only is probably how Saber was. He was impressed her. She'd be a tough opponent in battle, that was for sure!

"I'm really glad you don't want to fight just to fight. I hate drawing my sword on friends."

Rain Guardians Reunited; Closed Post @ Squalo.

The older man decided to give up on the whole ‘wife’ conversation altogether. What was Yamamoto insinuating, anyway? That he’d gotten kicked out? As though he would let such a stupid thing happen; he’d left of his own accord, of course. He could have very easily voiced this, too, but there was no-doubt in Squalo’s mind that the younger male would have something stupid to say in response. Either that, or he wouldn’t believe what the silverette was saying. He was already pissed off for a multitude of reasons; he didn’t need to add more to the list.

“Tch! Just shut up about it!” Squalo hardly ever censored himself or held anything back; Yamamoto was lucky this one time. He hadn’t had anything to say until the mention of Xanxus and the rest of the Varia .. along with, of course, Tsuna. The scowl turns into something more like a serious frown. “No. No one except for you .. And some idiot girl.” By that, he meant Haru. He had the pleasure of bumping into her upon arrival. He knew her name, of course, but Squalo had a way with describing people. “Voi — She kept jumping around and asking me about you bastards; it was damn annoying.” She had given him the idea to make a training ground of sorts, though, so it wasn’t an entire waste of time.

#sfidarsi #rain guardian swag

"Huh? You mean Haru?" The younger Rain Guardian asked.

"Haru's a little out there, but she's not an idiot!" Yamamoto said, defending his friend. The uniform he usually saw her in belonged to an elite private school, which meant she had to be some kind of smart to get in there! He was kinda jealous, in a way. Both her and Gokudera were intelligent and probably didn't have any trouble in school. Yamamoto, on the other hand, fell asleep every period while thinking how he could be practicing his pitches or swings if he wasn't stuck in the classroom.

"So you haven't seen Tsuna or your boss yet, either, huh?" He asked, as though he knew that the two were here somewhere. He looked grim for a bit, before the his expression changed into a more light-hearted one, and the baseball star laugh.

"Ahaha! I guess there's nothing to worry about, really. After all, we've both know how strong our bosses are. There's no way they'd be taken down by something as little as a toy bomb." Yamamoto stated happily. Yes, he was fully aware that the bomb had been real, but it didn't hurt to act like it was all going to be okay, and that this was just a game.

Rain Guardians Reunited; Closed Post @ Squalo.

He didn’t respond to anything Yamamoto said about their friends being safe, nor did he say anything in response to the first part. “At least we’re still alive.” What was the purpose of even being so if he had to live in the way that this Civilization was forcing on him? Yamamoto might have been content with living this way, and that wouldn’t have surprised Squalo; in the older male’s eyes, he was only a kid .. and a stupid one at that. He just didn’t get it. Besides, Squalo was much more stubborn than he’d probably care to admit.

Silver eyes narrow noticeably as the younger Guardian continued on about the whole “wife” thing. “Voi —! Do I look like I tried giving her any of that crap!?” He responds, arms crossing over his chest. “I want nothing to do with any of that, so why the hell would I bother? That woman’s nothing to me, so drop it.”

Admittedly, he’d only spoken with her for a short time, and their first meeting didn’t exactly go well. She’d walked in and found holes in the walls all over the apartment — unfortunately for her, Squalo had gotten to the place first, and in a fit of rage .. well, let’s just say the walls didn’t quite appreciate the damage his fists did to them. Baseball. Of course he’d say something like that. “Keh. You’re hoping for too much, brat.” Not that Squalo’s words would put too much of a damper on Yamamoto’s hopes — the kid was too optimistic for his own good.

#sfidarsi #he's ur wingman accept is squalo #ill help u get it ur 2 uptight anyway

"Well, maybe if you did, you wouldn't be here." Yamamoto responded to the Varia Rain Guardian about his wife. His spouse must have kicked him out or something! The raven haired male made a mental note to make sure he picked up something for his wife. Or should they go and pick something out together...? He didn't really know her or her interests, so what if he got something she didn't like? That would be horrible! No point dwelling on it now, though. Quickly, Yamamoto turned his attention back to the silverette.

"Huh? What's wrong with hoping?" The rather optimistic boy didn't see any wrong in hoping! Sure, sometimes you get them up for the wrong reasons, but hope always pulled someone through in the end whether that hope was placed in someone else who helped them out of a mess, or was in themselves. He knew better than to argue with Squalo, knowing the response would just be angry screaming.

"So, how have you been, Squalo?" Yamamoto asked, genuine concerned about the other male's being. From the looks of it, he seemed fine, especially for being thrown underground and told to mate with someone to save their race. When the doctor had told the Vongola Guardian about their predicament, he had a feeling that Squalo wouldn't take it all in stride like he had. But that was good; it meant he was still him.

"Have you seen any signs of your boss or Tsuna, anywhere?" Although he knew that the Varia wasn't a very big fan of the Vongola, they came together in times of distress and need. This was one of them, wasn't it? Hopefully Squalo had some information on the young brunet.

stutter . } closed; yamamoto

From Lapis’ first impression of Yamamoto, he seems like a pretty nice guy. Charming, even. She smiled a little and nodded slowly at his question. One day she was having a spat with Merli, married the next. It’s weird how life works, isn’t it?

“Ah, well…you’re cute too.” She wasn’t sure if she was teasing him or not, but it was was the first thing that came to her mind. She extended her own hand and shook his firmly, calming down a bit. At the corner of her eye, she noticed that the apartment was lifeless at best. No paintings on the wall…nothing. It was unlike the Vocaloid household. She thought of spiffing it up.

Lapis shook her head. “No, no, it’s okay. Doctor Ivers told me that my name’s Aoki Lapis. Call me whatever you want!” She wondered why her developers deleted her memory in the first place. “I’ll do my best.”

Thinking of what to do next, she walked further into the apartment. She quiet at first, but something clicked in her head. “Hmm…are you hungry? Are the restaurants here any good?”

Cooking wasn’t her forte, after all.

#bluetourmaline #pets ur face #yes they're very cute uwu

He blinked. The doctor told her her name? Does that mean she had forgotten everything previous to waking up here? She was lucky in a sense; that meant she didn't have bonds to miss or people to mourn over. But, in another she was the most unlucky person here, having to start all over in such a morbid place.

Yamamoto smiled at her, accepting her compliment in stride.

"Really? I'm glad you think so!" It was everyday you got complimented by such a cute girl! He felt lucky.

"Is it fine if I just call you Aoki?" Yamamoto wasn't one for formalities. He saw everyone as his equal, and as a friend. Usually with girls he was much more polite, but still rarely used an honorific with them, just referring to them by their last names than first.

"Hmmm." Pondering over her question for a few moments, he spoke up. "Well, the restaurant I work at is pretty good, from what I've heard. Although, all I do is wash dishes really." The raven haired male admitted. "We could go there if you'd like!"

@Saber

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She had been training by herself, trying out all the thrusts and parries that she had perfected over the millenia she had been alive. But to keep in tip-top shape was impossible if you did not practice. Ageless or not, the same did not carry over to your skills. So here she was, in this open field. She drew her blade again, swinging it downwards in a crescent arc. That’s when the voice caught her.

Saber did not understand his greeting. ”Yo,” she repeated silently in her head. To her that sounded like a “you” too promptly cut off. The servant glanced up from her invisible blade to face the stranger. A cautious scan of his body and pose showed that he had no intention of engaging her. He was not armed, though she noticed the blade hanging by his side. Maybe he had come to this open space to train? It seemed a plausibility. There were very few spaces in Civilization 9 that she had noticed without a constant stream of people, discovering this place was, to her, a blessing.

She couldn’t deny that his callous attitude was going get him into trouble. Back home, only knights and sellswords wielded blade, he didn’t seem like either. Though she understood his first question, his second confused her. A rain flame? Was that his capability as a swordsman, like her own excalibur? Quietly, she shook her head, “I am not in the habit of divulging my secrets to strangers.”

“I am a-Servant Saber. State your name and your business with me.”

Even though Lancer had unguarded himself, admitting his name to everyone around him, Saber didn’t feel like she could let up that easily. Arturia Pendragon was a secret name. Even if she said she took the name Arthur as well, who wouldn’t scold the girl for her ‘fantasies’?

#caladvwlch #ajfg no it was perfect you're a wonderful roleplayer ;;

Oh man....had he offended her or something? That hadn't been his intention at all! Yamamoto was just excited to see another sword wielder here. Her gaze reminded her of Gokdera; always so serious and brash, and never really the type to lighten up for fun. The exact opposite of Yamamoto. That was one of the reason the two Vongola Guardians clashed so much.

"My name? Oh right, sorry about that!" The baseball star said, apologizing. He wasn't as serious or took as much precaution as the blonde did, and although he was a natural born hitman, he was still pretty naive and oblivious.

The Rain Guardian wasn't really aware of how things were in her world, or how badly they clashed with his easy going, friendly nature to talk to everyone as a friend. It's just who he was, and how he's always been. Someone would call it stupid or childish to act like that, especially with such a deep involvement with the mafia, but he wasn't really the type to change for just anyone or thing either. He was happy with how he was, and it was because of that he had as many things as he did now in life.

"I'm Yamamoto Takeshi! And why I spoke up to you was...." He blinked, a confused expression crossing his face. He really didn't have a reason. "...to be honest, I'm not sure why I spoke to you!" Laughter was heard from the male. "I'm guess I'm just excited to see someone else who uses a sword besides Squalo and me." He explained, seemingly forgetting that the female in front of him was most likely unaware of who the Varia Rain Gaurdian was.

"Anyway, you seem pretty good with a sword! I'm surprised; most girls I know don't fight." There was the exception of the 'spartan trainer' Lal Mirch, but she also was the one originally chosen to be the Rain Arcobaleno according to the kid, so it wasn't surprising she was a fighter! Yamamoto had a feeling that the two would get along well.

Tilting his head, he began to question her. "Is your name really A-Servant? That's so odd!" Another laugh was heard from her. "Is it alright if I call you Saber? I'd feel odd calling someone 'Servant'."

May The Guardians Gather; Closed post ( @ Hibari).

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The tonfa wielder had been making himself a cup of tea when he heard a voice too familiar to him call his name through the door, along with a series of patterned knocks. His ‘spouse’ was out at the time, briefly mentioning that she was going out to see if any of her friends were in Civ.9 as well when she left.

Hibari waved her off, hardly paying attention to what she was saying. They’ve been living together for quite a while now, and he had grown quite used to her, though not as used as he was with Hibird and Tetsuya.

She (his ‘spouse’) went by the name of Sayaka, and by the fourth day of living together, she had learned that he disliked to be disturbed when sleeping, didn’t like to be around others, and several other unimportant facts about him. He, however, ignored her completely, listening to none of her words when she introduced herself to him.

The blackette had no interest in her.

She, however, continued to press about him, constantly asking about his name, and background, and interests. Soon, he gave up and said several words, and that shut her up for quite a while until she decided she wanted to know even more.

The Cloud Guardian moves towards the front door, opening it a crack and peeking outside of it. Through the small opening between the door and the threshold, he saw familiar brown eyes, and spiky, black hair along with that stupid grin he hated so much.

“What is it, herbivore?”

He just wanted to drink his tea in peace and quiet.

#THIS IS SO SHORT OMG GOMEN #skylark dono

"Aren't you going to let me in?" Yamamoto questioned, an uneasy look on his face. Hibari-san was Hibari-san no matter the situation, wasn't he? Still, the Vongolain Rain Guardian was glad to see that he hadn't changed under their current predicament.

"Anyway....I just came to check up on you." His face that was usually lit up with some sort of happy expression now displayed one of concern and worry. He was glad Hibari was okay, but was he really handling them being shoved under ground and into apartments as well as he appeared to be?

"You're okay, right? With....everything, I mean." The raven haired male really had no intention of stating what a bleak looking situation they were in, it would only make things worse and make the Skylark angry. Yamamoto just wanted to make sure he was okay, and try to help him if he wasn't, although he was more than pretty sure Hibari would just decline his help (or anyone else's for that mattered) who tried to aide him in his times of need. That pride of his which grew from his arrogance, and sprouting from strength was something very powerful and something that the Cloud Guardian would most likely die before giving up. Hopefully he'll be able to convince Hibari to at least tell him if he wanted someone else to deal the problem besides himself.

stutter . } closed; yamamoto

The bluenette rubbed the red marks that the wires left on her pale skin as this doctor was talking to her. He sounded kind but she could sense something…different about him. Like that it mattered now, since she was in an unfamiliar place and she doesn’t know who she is.

What’s my name, she remembered asking. He replied that it was Aoki Lapis and she slowly nodded, allowing him to continue with his explanation of where the heck she was. All she remembered was that she was a VOCALOID, designed to sing and perform, and she had a sister. That was all.

There were still a lot of questions to be answered (like procreation and whatnot), but Aoki felt nervous now and simply thanked Dr. Ivers and left for the apartment she was assigned to with her spouse, Yamamoto Takeshi.

She stops at the door that says I-1. Digging the keys keys given to her out of her pocket, she unlocks the door and quietly walks in. This was nerve-wrecking. She closes the door behind her and breathes in deeply.

“Yamamato Takeshi?” She called out. “It’s me, Aoki Lapis! And, u-uh—” It was too weird to say that the his wife has arrived out of the blue.

#bluetourmaline #it's fine don't worry!!#my reply is what's poop gomen nvn

"Ah! You're my wife, right?" The Rain Guardian asked. He had began making his way towards the front of the apartment when the sound of someone fiddling with the door was heard. Spotting a shorter, shy looking blunette call out his name, he responded with an easy smile.

He closed the distance so he only stood a little bit less than a foot away from her, his caramel colored eyes glancing down on her as he took in her appearance. Was she nervous? Her voice seemed a bit timid.

"I can't believe I got paired up with someone so cute! I must be really lucky." The raven haired male said, hoping his light teasing her get her to calm down some. It was true the two weren't comfortable of situations, but that didn't mean the two couldn't become friends at the very least, right? They were suppose to be rooming together for a good amount of time.

Laughing he held his hand out to her. "It's great to finally meet you! You can just call me Yamamoto!" He offered, the grin never leaving his face. In all honesty, he was nervous too. Yamamoto didn't really understand the situation they were in completely, but there was no reason why the two couldn't figure it out together! They were suppose to be man and wife now after all.

"Could you remind me what your name is again, I've kinda forgotten..." The baseball star said, his smile now apologetic as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

Rain Guardians Reunited; Closed Post @ Squalo.

Just when he thought he wouldn’t have to deal with more familiar faces. He was regretting ever asking for one to appear to begin with. First, it was Haru, who was far too hyper-active and bouncy for Squalo’s liking. (but then, who did Squalo even like to begin with?) And now, there was this. It was funny Yamamoto should choose to appear now, considering Haru had only been asking about his and the other Vongola members’ whereabouts not so long ago.

Turning to fully face the other Rain Guardian, it was easy to see that the silverette was displeased — both by his being here and by his questions. Right now, though, it was more of the latter; what ridiculous things for him to ask! Arms crossing over his chest, Squalo’s lip twitches slightly in aggravation. “Voi —! How the hell can you call this ‘great’; are you that much of an idiot!?” Being stuck in the nuclear explosion would have been far more tolerable, in Squalo’s opinion; to live like this was insufferable. Scoffing slightly at the questions the younger male asked, the Varia member lifted one hand to wave it in the air, answering simply, “Tch, it’s none of your damn business! Besides, I couldn’t care less about any of that.”

There’s a pause then, and he raises an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me you actually do; if that’s the case, you’re more of a stupid bastard than I thought.”

#sfidarsi #yamamoto is ur sassy friend #he'll tell u how to swoon the ladies don't worry squalo #also this is short gomen

"Well, we're alive, aren't we?" Yamamoto asked, his smiling faltering just the smallest notch.

"I mean, at least our friends are safe!" Most of them, anyway. The Rain Guardian was still unaware of the some other's whereabouts. They'll show up sooner or later, though!. "We also have someone who's kind enough to put a roof over our heads, so even though what put us here is kinda grim, the situation isn't so bad!" Of course, Yamamoto would rather have it so that all of this never happened, and he could go back to his home with his father, or head to Namimori for baseball practice, but there wasn't anything he could do about that now.

"Aww, c'mon, Squalo!" The raven haired male said, frowning the slightly. "I'm sure she can't be that bad! Have you tried giving her chocolate? Or diamonds maybe? Pops said they are a girl's best friend!"

He laughed, feeling like he was back home. Although his friendship with the Varia Rain Guardian was one sided on his part, he really didn't mind too much.

"Well, I haven't met my wife just yet. I hope she's nice! Oh! And maybe she'll like baseball too? That'd be great!" The raven haired male said, laughing once more as he tried to imagine the person he had been paired up with. Hopefully they would get along!

@Saber

Running a hand through his raven black hand, the short strands brushing against his skin, Yamamoto sighed heavily, closing his eyes.

As the Vongola's Rain Guardian, and as a friend, there were battles he couldn't lose, no matter what to protect those who needed saving, and those he held dear. He didn't think anyone would be starting a war here, but they could never be too safe! Especially after what made them all migrate down here anyway....

"Ahaha! Guess I'm just gonna have to work harder now." The baseball star said, thinking out loud as he drew his sword. Seeing the shine that crossed over it from the beaming sunlight made his heart dropped a little as the thought of his father came into mind. Was Pops okay? Was he somewhere in this place? Or had he perished with the others victims in the attack?

Shaking his head in an attempt to get rid of the grim thoughts that filled his mind, a grinned cross his face, and he began to search for some place to train with his sword, spotting a blonde woman as he did. She was very pretty, but what caught his attention was the sword she wielded. Another swordsman besides Squalo?

"Yo!" Yamamoto waved towards the female, hoping to grab her attention as he approached her. Amber brown hues studied the weapon before glancing back up at the girl. He grinned widely at her.

"I was right, you're a swordsman just like me! That's great! Do you posses a Rain Flame as well do you have something different?"

#caladvwlch #oh god i hope this is okay

May The Guardians Gather; Closed post ( @ Hibari).

Yamamoto had heard rumors of a certain disciplinary committee member running loose on the streets of this new place Yamamoto had began to call home. At first he hadn't really bat an eye at the whispered words, until the mentioned the same person had threaten to bite them to death.

So Hibari had made it out okay too, right? Everyone was gathering together again, just like old times! It shouldn't be too long before Gokudera and Tsuna showed up! Hibari would probably get angry at them for crowding around, but at least they'll have that moment to celebrate.

Hopefully he wouldn't get too angry if it was just Yamamoto visiting him. Two's company, after all! Laughing to himself, the baseball star made his way to the fellow guardian's apartment; the information given to him by a few people who had seen him walk into the small living space from time to time.

Knocking on the door that belong to that apartment that housed the Cloud Guardian, Yamamoto cheerfully called out to him afterwords, talking to him through the door.

"Yo! Hibari! You home?"

#skylark dono

Rain Guardians Reunited; Closed Post @ Squalo.

Man....this place just seemed so dimmed without Gokudera and Tsuna. There was no absolute sure answer that the other guardians were gone, so he had no reason to worry! They'd show up sooner or later! After all the kid's training with Tsuna, and Gokudera's loyalty to the young decimo, there was no way either of them wouldn't make it out alive.

Walking aimlessly through the more vacant part of the city, Yamamoto hummed aimlessly to himself as he wandered around. His candy brown hues took in his surroundings, landing a very familiar silver haired male.

"Squalo!" The fellow swordsman said, happy to see the other. "Ahahaha! So you made it, huh? That's great!"

Yamamoto was both relieved and happy to see his friend alive and well, even if the friendship was one sided. He knew the other was strong and that he wouldn't be taken down easily, but what was happen and the safety measures that were taken afterwords showed that what had happened was no small matter. Probably even bigger than the Ring Conflict or the fight against Enma and the rest of the Shimon Famiglia.

"How've you been keeping up? Did you meet your new wife yet?" He grinned at the Varia Rain Guardian. "How is she? Is she cute?"

#sfidarsi

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Kasane Regime! || Open/Intro

So, two things were clear to her at this very moment one. One, the world as she knew it was as good as gone and two, she was currently married to a complete stranger. She would like to say that worse things have happened to her but quite frankly she couldn’t. She held up the marriage certificate to the sun to try and prove that the document was a fake but she had no such luck.

She sighed as she lowered the certificate to her side but not before she noticed a tiny detail that she missed before. Printed in front of her spouse’s name was the word, prince.

Instantly her crimson eyes widened, to be honest she didn’t care for her husband at all but one thing was absolute, marry a prince and that automatically makes you a princess! Take that Miku! The leading Vocaloid could play royalty as much as she liked but she would never officially be a princess such as herself.

Speaking of Miku, where in Civilization 9 were her siblings? Her internal GPS was tracking her fellow Utauloids but the scientists must have rewired her circuits because she wasn’t getting any sort of signal at all at the moment. She shrugged and figured it would be best to buy some French bread before looking for them. After purchasing her snack she nibbled at the bread and hummed—“Princess Teto~! Ruler of breado~” She left a trail of crumbs behind her as she paraded along the sidewalk.

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Yamamoto heard the girl before he saw her, hearing her loud extermination of her new royal title, he turned his head, a shocked expression on his face.

"Whoa! A Princess?" Maybe it was the Varia's storm guardian's sister or something? Hopefully she was kinder....

Spotting the pinkette, double drill like hairs hanging at the side of her head, he kinda wondered how they were able to stay like that. Almost like the kid's sideburns that curled in the end. It was funny! How old was this girl, anyway...? She looked about the same age as him, really, a bit younger maybe. She seemed to be adapting to their new environment well. Perhaps she had already accepted this place as their home? The swordsman took everything in stride, but couldn't seem to accept the fact that everything he knew, everyone, Namimori, his pops, his friends and his home were just.....gone. Surely they must still be around here somewhere, right?

"So you're the ruler of bread, huh? I've been meaning to ask you something!" The raven haired male said teasingly, smiling at her.

"What's the best type of bread to go with sushi and milk?"

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So I'm married now? [ Closed: Mamimi and Yamamoto. ]

Mamimi wasn’t fully sure how she ended up here. The whole situation seemed sort of flaky, but for now she would have to accept it. She didn’t have anywhere to go besides up, anyways. Thinking of what was going on above sent a shiver down her spine.

She was given a quick rundown of what happened. The man’s speech was too quick to follow - or perhaps Mamimi was too lost in her own thoughts to take in anything. All the brunette was sure of was that up was bad, down was good, and she was obligated to make babies with a stranger. And that there was some scientist guy running the whole thing. Mamimi was more curious about how one man could somehow run the entire place without it falling to pieces more than the whole marriage deal.

Soon after physiotherapy, she was whisked away to her apartment, where she would be living for quite a while, probably. From what Mamimi was able to glimpse, the city was gigantic, sleepless, and bustling. Unfamiliar faces went by her as she was brought to the complex. The whole place ran on its own like a self-sustaining machine. Everything looked so clean, so new, so ethereal. It was strange to be in a place like this.

Standing in the apartment was her supposed husband, waving as she entered. A smile crept across her face. He reminded her of Tasuku; tall and limber, perfect smile, messy hair. Mamimi could certainly get used to this.

“Oh, uh… hi.” She was caught off-guard by his amiable nature (they barely knew each other, after all!!) but went with it. They’d probably have to spend a lot of time together! Mamimi attempted to fix her posture and hastily entered the room, shutting the door behind them.

“So, you’re my husband now, right…?” She pointed a finger at him with interest. “What’s your name?”