something missing

“Ah.” It wasn’t as if he hadn’t heard someone coming, but the noise comes as he’d hardly expected them to acknowledge him… though, glancing up at the boy without moving, he thinks that has begun to change somewhat recently. “Nanashi,” he mumbles by way of greeting, shifting ever so slightly. For a moment, he considers sitting up… but, in the end, like this—he is as comfortable as he will ever be.

“…I’m not.” Really, he had to wonder why Nanashi asked. It wasn’t as if anyone asked anything of him at this point. He blinks, slowly. “What is it…?” This boy really was… strange.

Taking the opportunity to plop down next to him, Nanashi smiled. “Well, if you don’t mind my presence here, I’d like some help with something!” For most people, it was a simple request; but for him, Nanashi figured anyone would see helping him out would be rather annoying. It was easy to understand why as well.

 Aira pauses to think on that for a moment. Where did she have it last?

 “ Aira thinks she! Left it in Break Passage. She isn’t sure though! Please, let us look! ”

 Doesn’t seem like she will take no for an answer if it comes to that. Hope you’re prepared for one heck of a day to find this bag, Nanashi.

    “Break Passage, huh? Let’s go, then!” Ignoring his aching back, he started to go, knowing she would be right behind him.

Turning to face her as he walked, he posed one more question.

Akitaka of course didn’t reply in his sleeping state, he barely registered their was someone next to him, let alone the words coming from the persons mouth. He basically passed out right after his bands last practice, it was probably time once again to restart where they left off but no one had come to get him yet.

Letting out a small snore was the only thing Nanashi got back going conversation wise, his dream consisted of a sea of pizza bites with a grand piano boat.

   “Hmm..” Nanashi figured it wouldn’t do well for Akitaka to sleep too long, yet it didn’t seem like he was going to wake up. He didn’t like altering his thoughts, but maybe he’d have to...

 “ You! ”

 A pointed finger before she glides over, stopping in front of Nanashi. From prior experience, it seems like he’s decent at searching for things. So hopefully this time…

 “ Help! Aira lost her. bag! ”

He’s used to the sudden approaches by now, but the statement shocks him. 

    “You lost your bag -- that’s not good!” Nanashi stammers; what if someone stole it? “Do you know where you last saw it?”

Increasingly curious about Akitaka’s band, he’d made his way to Break Passage with bottles of water for the band members -- even though they seemed to be on the lazy side, Nanashi was certain they had to practice pretty often! After all, having a band was quite the ambition! 

Making sure to stay quiet, Nanashi was surprisingly not surprised to see Akitaka sleeping outside. Taking a seat next to him, he placed the bottles down, speaking even though he was sure Akitaka wouldn’t respond.

I WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL…

With an old notebook in hand (despite almost everything relying on bitphones these days, Nanashi had purposefully picked this out in hopes it might please Akuta somehow), he made his way to the tower where the writer spent most of his time. In a way, Nanashi saw them as kindred spirits -- not exactly, because Akuta certainly wasn’t trash -- but because he seemed to be emotionally withdrawn. 

Sure, he wasn’t one for affecting people’s happiness, given the probability of making a mistake, but..it didn’t seem like anyone else would help him.

Nanashi had gone to the flower shop on his own accord (slowly but surely, he was opening himself up to others again), expecting Haruya’s mother to be there. He figured maybe he could help out some, but he was surprised to see only Haruya. Remembering his mother’s incident last time, he couldn’t help but worry.

    “Woah..!! I made it!” Huffing awkwardly, Nanashi attempted to catch his breath. Even though he’d been running around quite a lot lately, Nanashi still hadn’t gotten any more stamina.