dropped

When looking around became completely pointless now - which it was in the first place - she gave out a defeated sigh. “Yes… I don’t know this place.” At least she isn’t in a strange universe full of flying blocks or shape-shifting creatures. But it still didn’t mean she’s lost in a place she knows nothing of.

Well, at least he had started a conversation with her so it would not be so boring in this strange place. He did not like the feeling of landing in an unfamiliar place, but he had no choice since this was his fate as a dormant split personality of his other half.

After a while, he remembered that someone was speaking to him and quickly thought of his answer to her question.

'I see. I'm Yogi. What's your name?' he asked.

"Hm… Yocchan it’s really nice, so I think Yogicchan maybe it’s nice too? I would be very glad to see Yogi as well."

It’s really nice that Silver!Yogi don’t die that easily, this was a little relief for the blonde, as he think a little a more, well, it’s better to stop talking about battles, that would be more easy and pleasant.

He wondered if it was the same case for Satsuki and Natsuki. Or maybe not since this person seemed to be human to him. At the same time, he could also see Natsuki looking a little uncomfortable about his mentioning of battles. This reminded him of his other half who did not like battle although he fought Valga for his job as a Circus fighter.

3:00 A.M.

…..

It was cold. Why did he wake up at such an hour? Why didn’t he try to go back to sleep? Why did he choose to keep on staring outside? At the downpour? At the endless, tainted sky of the night? … This was one of the reasons as to why he didn’t like being alone. He didn’t have anyone to talk to. He didn’t have anyone to play with. He couldn’t stop the train of questions invading his mind whenever he was alone. Yet, even as he tried to find the answer to those rather rhetorical questions, he couldn’t find anything relevant enough.

His mind would be bombarded with questions, yet he would only stay still. Or may be daydreaming. Who could know? Shaking his head, he broke his gaze away from the window— But not before he saw another flash of lightning. And that was when he spotted him. That person. That person who’s so similar to Yogi in appearance, yet so different in terms of personality. He couldn’t help but get worried though. Why would he be outside? In the rain? He might get sick— And that’s not good. What would happen when those who cared for him found him the day after… Sick?

Eyebrows furrowed, Nai slowly made his way out of his bedroom; his mind set on one thing. He would bring him back to the Ship. Snatching an umbrella posted near the front door, the white-haired boy was confused. How should he… Approach him…? …He had cried in front of him that day; and before that, it seemed like he was mad at him for abandoning their hide-and-seek. He hadn’t mean to leave him hanging though. But, even if he gave him an excuse now… Would that mean anything… significant? Turning the doorknob to the main gate, Nai decided to shove the thought away for now. To get him out of the rain, that was his main goal for now.

If he asked for it, then he would give him his reason. Nothing more, nothing less. Stepping out of the comforting warmth the Circus’ Second Ship offered, Nai couldn’t help but flinch. It was much, much colder outside. Not to mention, being surrounded by the strong wind and thunders weren’t exactly comfortable for him. No, it’s not because he would be wet or anything, but— Well, let’s hope that his sensitive eardrums wouldn’t get abused too much.

But still, the rain mixed with the wind was hindering his vision. Where’s Yogi? He was sure that the man was here before this. Looking around, he finally found said man leaning against a tree; rather far from his place, really. Ruby orbs widening, Nai immediately rushed to his side; his instincts controlling his whole movement. He was drenched! If that continued, then— He would definitely get sick! Shaking his head to block off such thoughts, he simply quicken his pace; trying to avoid the branches sticking out every here and there.

…..

—Yukkin!

That simple voice resurfacing from his memories was enough. He halted his steps. It was true. That time— The image of a broken Yukkin, along with the sparks of electricity surrounding him, flashed in his mind. He wouldn’t be able to forget about it so easily. Even though Yukkin was already fixed, even though it was weeks already after that incident, even though he had forgiven the man. Still— Looking down at his bandaged hands, he winced slightly at the memory. It hurt. The electricity sparks Yukkin emitted; he was reckless to hug his friend like that— When he’s broken. Akari-san had said that, it would take time to heal the burn marks, since Niji’s cells’ regeneration process wasn’t all that good. It was far below human’s.

Letting out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, Nai clenched his fist; his hold on the umbrella tightening. Would this Yogi… hate him? Now that he thought about it; It was true that he abandoned the game. It was true that he cried when Yukkin got destroyed. It was true that he accused him of doing that; albeit indirectly. Lower lips bitten in a nervous manner, still, Nai decided to move forward. Out of the rain. Out of the rain. He needed to get him out of the rain. It was a one-track thought. He could talk about this later if the other wanted to.

…..

It wasn’t long before he stopped; a step away from the blond-turned-silver-haired guy. Eyes looking up in determination, he offered the other his umbrella. Even if, he was struggling so that it could cover up the taller male as well. Offering an umbrella to someone taller than you was hard. There’s nothing he could do about it though. The both of them were already drenched because of the wind anyway. The umbrella was just a helpful tool so that they wouldn’t be wetter.

"…"

The silence didn’t last long.

"…Let’s go back … to the Ship."

He knew of these things, yet he never got to experience them by himself. Within the inner world where he lived in almost all the time due to that patch which suppressed him, his only connection to the real world was a tenuous connection of blurred sensory input from his other half. So whenever he ended up awake, he treasured whatever precious little time he could get there because he could experience so many different things. Most of the time, it was not quite pleasant as he was either killing Valga or escaping from Circus, but at least it was better than nothing.

Of course he also knew about this thing called a flu, which was a condition in which one feels terrible, but he really wanted to exposed to the elements. Deftly, he escaped from the second ship without anyone nothing and landed nearby.

The rain quickly drenched him. It felt cold and wet while he started to feel his clothes weigh down on him. This was such a contrast from the sunny days he had experienced before. As he gazed at the dark surroundings, he started pondering over how this contrast was like his existence compared to his other half. 'He' was the better half that everyone liked while he was the other personality who they despised. 

Eventually, his thoughts went to the last time he was awake. Then, he thought that he could have a chance at reaching out to Nai, the half-Niji who had joined the second ship together with Gareki who was so mean to him. However, he messed up so badly. Their hide and seek game ended disastrously, and worse still, he hurt Nai and made him cry because he had broke Yukkin by accident. He remembered feeling so distraught that he took the injection that he hated so much and was escaping from for so long before plunging the dreadful needle so that the sedative could run through his veins before he went to sleep like what Circus had wanted. Great. Now everyone in Circus hates him and there was nothing he could do about it.

The sound of footsteps distracted him from his reverie. Turning around, he heard a soft trembling voice asking him to go back to the ship and saw the one he was thinking about just now. What was Nai doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be sleeping? Oh well, I should be too, he thought, answering his own question.

'......'

He was still surprised at his sudden company and found the action of Nai offering him an umbrella rather amusing. There was no point of doing that since he was utterly drenched from the heavy rain. Just like him, the half-Niji was also not very knowledgeable about human things, it seems.

After thinking of a response, he answered as casually as he could.

'Nice weather, isn't it? Fancy seeing you here, little Nai~ Since you asked so nicely, I suppose I'll get back to the ship before it gets too late.'

But yes I could see something like that hrgrghrh like that scene where Yogi was talking to silver yogi omgg

“Many people are unable to procure it…” Although she said that, such a term was still vague in describing how grave the situation was. Yet, they tried to find a cure for those who were infected as well. One that would be effective and solve the problem once and for all. Yet, their situation, compared to the one described by Yogi was better than theirs, who had to kill innocent people who became practically, monsters.

Although she could help people, soon, if GHQ’s second attempt to implant Mana’s memories into her was successful, she would cease to exist as a human being. After all, could she be considered one after all? Inori had been told that she had been created for the sole purpose of being Mana’s vessel and once that happened, her existence would fade away. It would be as she had never lived in the first place. “I’ll cease to exist soon. If their second attempt is successful, it will be our loss.” Yet, she didn’t forget about his question, but it wasn’t as simple as that.

She had no idea about him or the reason why she chose to trust this man and tell him certain things about the crisis they were facing. Eyes staring at the other, Inori chose to speak once again as there was no other result from that being silent. “No. They want the Void Genome back.” As she said that, the girl showed Yogi the stolen object, before continuing her speech and the explanation given. “Implanting Mana’s memories into my head is another of their objective. I was created for the sole purpose of being her vessel.”

However, there was something she couldn’t understand fairly well. If Yogi was part of Circus and they had already so many problems, why did he decide to help her? That would only burden them more and add more casualties probably within their ranks. As strong as they were, the soldiers used by GHQ was dangerous, the worst being Daryl Yan. He was cruel and merciless and didn’t hesitate to shot people for the mere reason that they touched him. He rendered them as filthy, considering that some were suspected for being infected.

This dastardly plan sounded just like what the objectives of the Kafka scientists in creating him and implanting his cells into Yogi: to create the ultimate post-human by combining Incuna with the royal blood of Rimuhakka. 

'I don't know how memories can be implanted, but I know that implanting foreign things into people is terrible. My existence is made up of Incuna cells before I was implanted to this vessel and developed a personality. The hellish days in the lab kind of broke my other half so much that his memories had to be removed and I had to take it up. It happened 11 years ago when he was only 10 years old... Surely we must avoid something like this in your case!'

Hearing Inori's question reminded him of the time when he wondered why he saved Gareki until the teen cut his thoughts short by headbutting him. To answer such a question was difficult because he did not know the reason to explain his actions and he did not want to think because it was confusing. Thinking was something that he usually had no time to do while doing things by his instinct was way easier.

He had no idea why he could feel these things people called emotion for he was originally just a bunch of cells which was a life form only capable of merely surviving and unable to do more than that. But due to his current vessel and his other half's emotions which flooded into him, he could understand emotions a little together. What puzzled him was how he could feel something not right when he saw someone who was not an enemy hurt even when he was not in pain.

Either way, he just knew that he did not want to see Inori hurt, especially after hearing her story. 

we could always plot something? after all this pairing is valid after Score 64 oh yeah.

She was frozen when a silver-haired man walked close. He’s the one that saw her, and now she doesn’t know what to do but run; although her legs are being annoying today by not running. What should she say? What should she do now? 

But her reactions did sort of answer his question anyway. If she was not lost, she would be looking for something.  That would mean she either lost her direction or an object, which is losing something anyway. He decided to try speaking to her again because the silence was getting unbearable.

'So you're really lost, aren't you?'