Painless

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[Punches you]

Still, despite his slight confusion, Aladdin was more than happy to get a compliment and practically bounced through the doorway. When he found a spot that they could both sit at on the floor, he plopped himself down and sat the Valentines bag down in front of him.

The boy takes the bag, and reaches into it blindly. His fingers come in contact with something soft, and of course he thinks the boy was able to get him a blanket like he asked. It is but it isn’t that when he pulls it out though, and Natsuo finds himself staring at snuggie. The boy doesn’t really know how to react because it’s not what he expected, so he just stares at the oversized piece of fabric for a few seconds. Didn’t they have these things for dogs too? Without much of a word, he bundles the thing up and places it in his lap, going back in the bag for whatever was left. 

Oh, it was that game.  At the site, Natsuo buries his face into his new snuggie, and due to it being so muffled, it’s hard to tell whether the noises that he makes is either muffled laughing or crying. 

Oh he just couldn’t be this Youji character, that would be wrong and what if Natsuo hated him because of it! That would make him more upset than he already was from thinking this was such a good idea, but seeing the other so happy was enough for him already. ❝I’m sorry Natsuo.❞ He started, sadly, Miss Nagisa wasn’t the reason he was here, if only that was true. What would the younger say when he found out the truth? ❝Miss Nagisa isn’t the reason of why I’m here!❞ Who was that anyway, wait was that the lady that they stayed with or something, he couldn’t even remember already but she had to be important.

As soon as he wanted to say something, the bluenette only waited, he had to think of how to go about this. Now he never wanted this to be a lie or anything, he wanted to think about Natsuo’s well-being. Was this being way too nice? Possibly he should have stayed out his family business, but with the picture still in his hands that he used to base the male’s form off, he tried to speak something but nothing left his lips. This is what he wanted but how to go about it, did he just admit of who he was and said he did it because he thought it would help the other a little? He just wanted to do something for him since he missed his brother so much.

The male knew he would never be able to replace him and make the redhead truly happy, but he did try his best on few things. He could do this, there was no need to fear the outcome. Maybe if the other just heard him out on why he did this, things would be perfectly fine. A smile graces his features as he was ready to speak once more, words forming into light sentences. ❝I’m going to tell you a secret.❞ As the other was in the crook of his neck had tickled him slightly which brought out a bit of light laughter.

Placing his arms around the “twin”, he gave something of a pat on the back. Now this false encounter was one on the charts, he just hoped that unveiling the truth that nothing bad would happen. Give or take how negative that Natsuo could be was always a factor. With his magic, all he wanted to do was give the other a chance to see his brother. Knowing that they were apart, and even though he could not replace him, he believed that maybe if he could see him with his own eyes, even if a lie, things would be okay. This was how twins worked right, they needed to be close to one another.

The apology that is spoken confuses the redhead slightly. There was no need to be sorry about that; a surprise visit would never ever upset him.  Though the twins are not exactly alike in looks or personality, they do share some things for both those categories. Like they have the same nose and eye shape. Both of them share the habit of not apologizing unless forced to, and even then the words lacked sincerity.  By nature, Natsuo has the right to be slightly concerned about whatever trouble his brother has gotten into.  He automatically assumes that it’s trouble because that’s just how it was for them.

“What are you sorry about?” he asks, confusion noticeable in his tone.  Natsuo felt like he had the right to know, especially since the apology was given to him. Whatever it is, he is quite sure it is nothing to be upset about. The fighter rarely ever got upset at his twin. Staying so close together made the redhead have a high tolerance for whatever stupid thing his brother could do. But now that the redhead was curious, there would be no other way besides giving him a suitable answer to keep him satisfied.

His attention is taken away from the question that he asked at the mention of a secret. There were rarely any secrets to tell, since they kept none from each other. He supposed that in the timeframe that they spent away from each other, one or two were bound to develop somewhere along the line. He has no problem with that, especially since they weren’t being kept from him. Not knowing things was something that the boy hated the most, questions left unanswered and a gnawing curiosity that would start at the tips of his toes and work its way all the way to his brain were the worst kind.

At the next request that soon follows, Natsuo huffs, playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Unlike someone, I tend to think before I act.” He jeers lightly, even though it was partially true. That was probably due to his ability to have a better control over his emotions. “But I won’t do it I guess. You must have done something really bad if you think I might react badly to it.” he continues in a carefree tone. Whatever it is, he’s sure that the other is overreacting to it, though that does make the fighter slightly worried. He couldn’t help it though; contrary to popular belief, Natsuo did have a tendency to fret and worry over people when given the chance. He even took up the job of practically mothering Ritsuka and sometimes Soubi when they weren’t able to look after themselves for whatever reason.

He didn’t know whether how happy he was to be about this, because some actions did result in him being hit. Maybe this wasn’t the best of times, it did almost look as if the male was already irritated. Why didn’t he hit someone else’s window, how was this able to him. Could he have been sleeping? He would probably have to apologize for that sooner or later but he did give a nod accepting the aftermath of whatever may happen. Though he was confused, who was Romeo? Did he do something like this before and practically better since he was stated to be the bad version. Was he around the school somewhere? Was there a better way to ask people to watch the stars with them?

❝But, what am I suppose to serenade about?❞

He had nothing to sing unless he wanted a song about the stars, but who had one of those unless it was that children’s version he sung to Suzugamori at one point. He did a lot of things so that male would be able to rest well at night. But he still wanted to meet whoever Romeo was, maybe he would be able to perfect Titus and his abnormal way of asking for things. Generally happy the male clasped his hands together, seeing that it nice to speak to someone. Like before, it was a long night and he had done nothing. ❝Does Romeo go here to Tancho? Do you think I’ll be able to meet him?❞ Success, with that question asked, he would be able to meet him on day. The blonde wondered how many times he even asked to take people star watching.

Looking down where the doors were, he was to lazy to walk inside and get anyone, besides, he didn’t know who’s window he was hitting either way. Not wanting to admit that, ❝Then where is the fun in that! Throwing rocks was a much better idea because I gained the same reaction that I wanted. For someone to speak to me.❞ And he was given that satisfaction by someone he wouldn’t mind, now he had to see if he would indulge in the fun of watching the stars. Even as weird as it was, it wouldn’t be that bad and nor would they get in trouble. 

Almost ecstatic, he was enthused to hear that the other was willing to come. He could have said he wanted to go back to bed or whatever he was doing, but he decided to come and that made him all the more happy. ❝You can even stay in what you’re wearing, those night clothes? I can’t tell from here. But come on.❞ Holding out his arms, he wasn’t stating for the other to leave his room the normal way but more so to jump out the window. It sounded crazy, anyone would say that but things were going to be okay as he waited. ❝You don’t think I was going to let you take the long way did you, if you do it this way, we can have a few extra minutes to see the stars.❞

It doesn’t surprise him that the blond seemed to be lack knowledge in the Shakespearean department, but that doesn’t stop him from letting out a sigh. He could easily gain amusement out of this situation, and feed the other the wrong knowledge about Romeo. It wouldn’t be that hard given the circumstances and the fact that he was dealing with someone that believed practically everything he heard, but the fighter decides against it. The reason for it isn’t because he has any moral thing against lying, but more so because when the truth came out, he would have to deal with the repercussions that went along with it. “Romeo isn’t real, at least one I’m talking about isn’t. He’s a fictional character made up by Shakespeare that’s in a play called Romeo and Juliet, you’ll understand what I mean if you ever read it.”  He wasn’t going to elaborate more on the play itself; he found it pretty stupid and totally unrealistic.

There were a lot of flaws in throwing rocks at people’s windows that Natsuo could have pointed out, but the redhead chooses not to. He’ll allow the blond the satisfaction of being right this one time, mostly because he is right. When it came down to it, tossing rocks was a lot more interesting than knocking on doors, plus it seemed to be easier. Well, if the window doesn’t break because of it of course. And it’s a good thing that it didn’t happen this once, but there is not real guarantee that it won’t ever happen in the future. He guessed it all depended on the rock size, how strong the window was, and how much force was put into the toss.

When the blond offers to catch him, Natsuo really doesn’t know how to process that. He won’t lie, the idea of jumping out a window seems rather fun and something he definitely wasn’t allowed to do. There was actually a lot of stuff Natsuo wasn’t allowed to do since the incident with his eye, curse his curious nature.  In the event that he ended up on the ground instead of the older boy’s arms, he would survive and not feel a thing, so there was no big concern there either. Titus would just have to deal with being hit a few times for compensation for getting him injured. “I’m not wearing any pants.” The younger states nonchalantly. He rarely ever did sleep in them, hating how a majority of the time they ended up making going to sleep a lot more uncomfortable than it needed to be.