#aim log

Cas was winded and dropped her guard as well. "That sword then," she breathed, eyes flickering back to the beautifully crafted pristine steel katana. "Are you from his time?"

Ando hesitated to answer that question, but went ahead anyway. "I'm... I'm not." 

HiroJi smiled as he moved away from Cas as politely as possible. When he finally had the chance he headed over to AndoNi and hugged him tightly.

Cas knew any possible ruse was up when the younger of Hiro's surviving relatives immediately hugged the sword owner. "So, you're both, aiya," she fussed with her hair, still not done up since the sofa tripped her. Looking away and sighing, she went back to the kitchen counter to begin pouring a cup of tea for herself plus two. "Milk, honey, lemon?" she asked over her shoulder, indicating interest in how they'd like their drinks customized. 

"We're both?" HiroJi finally let go of Ando and followed the lady into the kitchen. "Are you ok, Cas?" 

Ando followed right after, opting to leave the sword in the living room, taking it quite seriously that thing about her not being dangerous. If HiroJi had said it, then it meant it was legit. 

"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't catch your name," she turned, offering a cup of tea to him. She was holding the cup directly, not by the handle which she faced toward him for convenience. The heat didn't bother her in the slightest. "Andrew?" 

The older of the Nakamuras cringed inwardly at the name. That was the worst name he'd ever heard. What the hell? "No, my name is Ando." He took the cup carefully not having registered that she'd been holding the hot part with her hands. 

HiroJi tried not to giggle out loud. He could sense his brother's discomfort with the name. 

"Sorry, Ando." Cas blushed apologetically, eager to change subject. "You, know I think there was an Ando in the legends, but I can't remember if he was Hiro's uncle or just one of his interns at the.. Company," only then did her gaze and their proximity allow her to fully catch the beauty of his eyes, which he'd been hiding behind that fearsome sword up to this point. "God your eyes are more beautiful than class 3 wormholes," she explained quite earnestly. 

Ok that was new, someone flirting with him in front of his brother. Either that or genuinely complimenting him because he'd never heard that before. This made him chuckle. He could hear HiroJi in back of him trying not to giggle because that was still funny. "Wormholes, huh? What are you saying? My eyes are too dark?" He started laughing because well funny. 

HiroJi chuckled too, but shut up a little faster than Ando figuring the young lady had actually meant that. 

Cas took the suggestion at face value as she stepped toward him. "Hmm," she used her best optical filters, webs of retina and nanoglass a flutter with information about, yes, the quality of Ando's eyes. "They are not dark," she clarified. She reached for her own cup of tea and began sipping, as if that was that. 

HiroJi shook his head, these two.  “So where are you from Cas?” He asked, trying to distract from the situation. He didn’t really care if Ando was responding to her or not. At the moment he was just staring. She was a sight to behold truly and he wasn’t surprised she had already taken a liking to his older brother. That was normal. 

The finest frontier," she grinned. Her thoughts said what she wanted to brag about: ~Let's just say I run a lot of red lights, where there's no air for the sirens to propagate. I've got all the time in the universe, got a few posthumans under my thumb, they report to me, and I report to my whimsy.~ Then again, that wouldn't fly well with these kind rescuers. "I'm from somewhere even a star's throw wouldn't come close to reaching. Are you familiar with.. " she sipped her tea again, "..the multiverse?"

“Time and space?” HiroJi simplified it a bit, because there was a simpler way to put it. “You travel through time and space? Are you a time traveler too?” He smiled as he asked. 

AndoNi by this time had taken his cup of tea and had taken a nearby stool and sat on it. He eyed his brother and then the lady as he drank quietly and comfortably. Interesting… The tea was good. 

"Adventures, exploits and idle curiosity exist best within a consistent frame of reference. I don't go jumping around like some careless rookie of some wonton space navy. I find people I need in my.. entourage.. and bring them back to that frame of reference." She stepped toward Ando. "You are the legal guardian of that sword, are you not?" 

Ando arched a brow. "Legal guardian? I mean if being gifted something makes you a legal guardian of it, I suppose I am." 

HiroJi chuckled a bit. She was so peculiar this lady. 

Cas didn't waste any time. From her pocket she drew what resembled a 7th gen Ipod Nano. It was camoflaged to resemble as much. The inner contents were much wilder. |Please speak your name, rank, and coded ponder access numerals| the device chirped at her. "Cas, Navigator First Class, Omega Pantheon Seven," she recited. The device dimmed the lighting in the room abruptly. |Two humanoids, alive| the device announced as it began monitoring the area beyond the immediate apartment. |Several guards, several guard dogs.| "All right then," she pocketed the device. The lights in the room were still out. "Oh.. do these require a switch?" 

HiroJi was quite surprised that the thing hadn’t gone haywire, considering how many sigils they had for protection against well anything. “May I see your device?” He had to know what it was made with and why it was able to scan them. Then again it had only scanned them as humanoids. This was quite the conundrum. 

Ando was still trying to figure out why this lady was here in this reality and what her real purpose was. He was going on what HiroJi had told him. She wasn’t harmful, but then again, there had to be a reason she’d ended up stranded around here. 

Distractedly as he waited for Cas to hand him the device, HiroJi turned on the lights with tk. 

The lights turned back on remotely, much to her surprise. She cleared her throat and quickly hid the device back in her coat pocket. "Sorry, what?" she asked, half wondering whether to dodge the issue outright. "Of course you can," she smiled, reaching into her pocket and .. her hand withdrew slowly, no device following with it. "It's.. gone," her face started to go pale. "Oh this is not good!" Her eyes flickered to the door leading to the hall, but HiroJi was blocking any chance of just running for it. 

HiroJi tilted his head. Had he scared her? He smiled slowly, well then. 

Yesung snuggled closer to his husband's chest and kissed it. "Of course I did. And am better now that you're here." He said with a grin after he looked up at his husband's face.

"Hmmm... Perfect way to spend Christmas. With my beautiful hubby in my arms." Ando hugs the idol a little tighter.  

Yesung laughed, "It's not Christmas yet though." 

"So?" The time traveler kissed him playfully. "So what, hmmm?" He continued to tickle Yesung's cheeks with his lips. 

The idol laughed at the ticklish feeling before he started nibbling on his own lower lip nervously. "Can I ask you something, Ando?" 

"Sure. Go ahead." Ando kept playing with Yesung's little hands. 

"How did you find out about your powers?" Yesung started nibbling on his lower lip again. Wondering if he should or should not ask the other question. But eventually his curiosity got the best of him and he did. "How did you meet Akio?"

The first question didn't catch him off guard, curious, his husband was very curious, but the second was a little strange. Huh. "Well, I was only a kid. I believe I was about 4 years old? There was an incident in which I disappeared for a few days. Well, to me it was days, to my family it was months. They were going crazy trying to find me, until one day I reappeared in my room crying my little butt off. "

The details of his disappearance were left untold, but he'd go into it if Yesung wanted. It was a long very very strange story. "And I met Akio when he started trying to date my brother. He was nice at first. Very tricky bastard." Ando shrugged. Akio was ... horrible. 

"Ohh... I see... So he tried getting closer to you by using your brother?" Yesung frowned before huffing, "Not nice." The idol made a face.  "And may I know why you were crying or why you disappeared and where you went to? You don't have to if you don't want." He gave his husband's lips a soft kiss. 

The time traveler snickered a bit and kissed Yesung again.  "I love you so much, you're so curious tonight though. Hmmm well, I remember ending up with the two guys my father, may he rest in peace, later revealed to me were Sylar and Adam Monroe. I had no idea who they were, until he explained to me. I was a little scared, but in all honesty at that time they'd treated me nicely. Though, when I woke up on the third day on that bed they'd provided me with I was crying because I missed my family. All I wanted was to be in my room and be able to step out of it and see them.... low and behold... I ended up back home. That's how my father determined I could teleport. It was still scary. I was only four then... Guess that's why."

Yesung laughed a bit after he heard the story. "You were a cute kid. I wonder where that kid is now though." He snorted and eyed Ando playfully.  "Well excuuuse me, you have a crazy life so of course I'm curious about your past. You married me, now deal with it."

The idol paused a little, only to go on with, "So now to the next question: How did HiroJi dinf out about his powers?"

"And now you're part of that crazy life, hmmm?" He kissed him again on the cheek. "I could eat you up with so many kisses, but yes about HiroJi... HiroJi's powers were manifested even earlier. I was twelve and he was only two years old. I had hurt myself with some wires and had suffered a minor cut. I was holding on to it, and he came up to me, this tiny little thing, he giggled and touched it. Once he touched it, it was gone. That's how I knew HiroJi had powers. I remembered I made a big deal out of it. I called my dad, my adoptive mom, everyone to come see it. Of course, they didn't believe me, because the cut was completely healed. HiroJi was so tiny and just unassuming." The time traveler snickered a bit.

Yesung laughed hard at the story. "Somehow I can imagine you sulking over the fact the adults didn't believe you." He nodded. "But wait-- When I met your younger self, you weren't that electric." He snorted.  "Why??"

"Electric?" He blinked. "I have no electricity. Oh man, imagine what I could do with electricity." His mind drifted off a bit.

Yesung rolled his eyes before flicking Ando's forehead. "Hyper you idiot. Hyper!"

Ando snickered at the flick to his forehead, but exaggerated his reaction to it a little more with an, "owwwwwww... I've never been that hyper to begin with. The hyper one is HiroJi. I bet you, you were the most hyper little thing ever, when you were young, neh?"

"From the stories you just told me, you sounded hyper. Know what that is? False propaganda." Yesung nodded. "And no, I was rather the weird and quiet kid."

The time traveler laughed.  "How was I supposed to know that I was going to end up in a completely different place with people my father claimed as enemies? I mean... " He made a gesture like -what am I even knowing here?- "I wasn't hyper I promise. That's probably why the two guys didn't kill me to begin with and had actually taken care of me and offered me cookies and things they thought were for kids. I remember they used to talk a lot amongst themselves and since back then I didn't know English, I really didn't know what they were talking about."

Ando then eyed the Kpop Idol. "You?? Weird and quiet noooooooooooooooooooo...." He continued to tease a bit. 

"Lucky kid that is what you were." The idol said in regards to Ando surviving that one accident. "Yah, I collected bugs and talked to rolls of toilet paper, and used to talk to the bugs I collected. That weird enough for you?" Yesung asked on, and asserted that he was indeed a weird child.

Ando arched a brow as he eyed his husband and snickered while he was at it. "Ok then. Well, no not really, but speaking to toilet paper is kind of pushing it. What was the toilet paper supposed to tell you, for real? And dead bugs? I'm guessing their spirits might have been able to talk to you."

"See? I told you I was weird." Yesung rolled his eyes and snorted before yawning. "Now cuddle me to sleep."

The time traveler grinned. "Weird is how I love you. Love you love you love you." Ando hugged the idol tighter and kissed him again, as well as cuddled him.

Yesung laughed again and kissed his husband.  "Just because I'm going to sleep, doesn't mean my questions are over, I'll just leave them for another day." He yawned and snuggled closer to Ando. "Goodnight killer whale, I love you."

"Good night my Jelly Cat Fish. I love you too. And I'm looking forward to more questions." The time traveler grinned as he closed his eyes, and held his husband close as he cuddled with him, and eventually fell asleep.

HiroJi had no choice but to hold on to her, mostly figuring he was helping her not lose her balance. "Hey... Sorry about that. May I help you with something? You seem to have questions." He was assuming, but that one move he'd made to touch her, had given her away. He let go of her a bit too quickly and eyed her quietly. She definitely was lost.

Cas noticed his accent was from a different time and civilization, but still reliable. "Hi there," she laughed, "sorry I almost bumped you. Yes I'm looking for a story about Star Trek. Are there any movies or comic books about that?"

"There's many, actually." HiroJi continued to eye her carefully. "You're not from around here are you?"

Cas felt her cheeks heat up instantly. "Dangit, how did you know?" she whispered to him, stepping toward the back of the store to not let the employee near the front hear them. "I, I don't know what day it is even." Her chin pointed toward the ground.

He bit his lower lip and nodded quietly. He took her hand gently and read her a little. Surface thoughts told him she definitely wasn't from this reality nor was she human. At least not fully anyway. The youngest Nakamura let her go as gently and offered her a sweet smile. "That's ok. I can definitely help you with that. Erm. you're in the year 2015. It's October fourth, and it's exactly 4: 55 pm. Luckily for you, only five minutes away before I get to go home. You can come with me if you'd like. I can help you figure out how to get you back to your.... time?"

He was whispering too as he'd said this.

Cas blinked, and abruptly waved her hand in his midst to see if he was a hallucination. Such a kind- The bump her hand made against his shoulder proved his presence, and also made her think twice about trying that again in such circumstances. "I'm not dreaming," she stated, hoping he could further confirm that with words.

"No ma'm. You're not dreaming. You'll be fine, though. ok? Let me just get my things so I can get out of here and help you out a bit more erm... efficiently?" HiroJi was surprised by how gentle she was. Mostly when people were not 'human' they were either one, 'lost' and 'scared' aka prone to react violently and or 'after him and his brother and well up to no good as per usual.' This was not the case with this young lady.

"Nakamura! you may go home now." The friendly bloke at the other end of the aisle waved at HiroJi. The younger of the Nakamuras just scoffed. Of course he knew he could go home.

Cas was absolutely relieved at the overpouring of assistance and the fact that, timing-wise, this boy was freed from his captors to lead her around this alien environment. She knew it was only a matter of time, before she would have to possibly recruit this unique fellow into her mustering--already he knew too much about her. With a grin, she followed him toward the door.

The thing about HiroJi was that he normally carried all he needed in his pockets so he headed quietly toward the door and opened it for the lady and waited until she went through. This was probably going to be overwhelming to her, considering this was a new environment. He was a little brave as he took her hand gently and led her along the sidewalk. His home was only a few blocks away. As he did this he took his cellphone and made a few calls. "Mr. Yoshida, I won't be going to class today, something came up. I promise I'll make up for it ok?" He smiled a bit as he heard his swimming coach go on and on about how important it was that he did make up for those few classes.

"Ok. Yes sir, thank you. Bye." He hung up and shook his head a bit.

Cas bit her lip slightly. "I'm making you alter your schedule, this could produce dire consequences," she murmured out loud. "Are you sure you don't want to just point me to the nearest shuttle?"

"Nope. It's not as simple as that.... Cas." HiroJi said as he kept leading her to his and his older brother's apartment.

Now Cas knew she'd blown it. It was against protocol, her own father's drilled in training, and the planet's knack for making a blunderbuss of every human scale headache. "Damnit, if you say so, but I'm not forcing you to do anything for me. You know that right?"

"Oh I know. Either way, we have to get you back to where you belong. I can't quite get that from you, though. I might need to get someone else to help me with that." By someone else he knew exactly who, but wasn't sure how they'd react to ... well this .... Artificial Intelligence. This amazing being. To HiroJi she was amazing. Who knows to them...

"You have a funny way of telling someone exactly what they want to here," she stopped in her tracks. "Qaseemah," she introduced herself, holding out a hand and smiling hesitantly.

He stopped as she did and took her hand gently shaking it. "I'm Hiro. It's a pleasure to meet you Qaseemah."

Cas dodged the next shake of the hand to grab him by the scruff of the neck and haul his face closer to her. "Masaka.. " she gasped, her other words choking and not sending out in audible tones. "Y-.. Hir.. " she froze and didn't want to let go of him.

"Hiro was my father, actually." He gently took the hands which held him and tried to pry them off. "I hear great things about him. He was a great father, while he lived, may he rest in peace." Now HiroJi knew something else. Some of that he couldn't get from her. And he was fine with it.

Cas slowly shook her head. "You're his son?" She let go of him, her manner apologetic. "I.. I.. please forgive me for the outburst," she did the chin tilt again and tried to change the subject, but only a rim of tears started to form on her face.

"It's fine." HiroJi said calmly. She might have burst out once he'd mentioned being related to Hiro, but... She was still not dangerous. "Did you know him?" He asked curiously. Surface thoughts had not told him any of that.

Cas shook her head, raising the back of her wrist to wipe at the side of her nose receiving the most moisture. "It's all in the past I'm afraid, I was too late again." She looked around anxiously. "We should keep moving," she observed, and didn't speak again for the next few minutes of their walk.

"What do you mean it's too late?" HiroJi asked curiously, but had already started moving again. Only one more block and they'd be at his home. "How did you meet my father?" So guess he didn't know everything.

As they started approaching what, by his body language, had to be his immediate neighborhood, she tore away from her morose thinking and tried to come up with the best explanation. "I'm the recipient of his lover's training katana, that's about all the connection I know off the top of my head. But I keep thinking I'll bump into him someday." Cas didn't know if he understood half of what she was saying.

"Oh the sword?" HiroJi chuckled. He knew all too much about that sword. His older brother had it in his room as a keepsake. Mostly because their... Adoptive father had given it to them. It was... Yeah it was a complicated world this one. Not to mention that fact that even they didn't belong in it.

At this point, they were finally here and standing right in front of the building where their apartment was. "Come on. We're here."

Cas glanced briefly down either direction of the street, her hair catching about her forehead in the middle of the scouting. She remained fixed in place, waiting for someone to open the door of this house for them, or for Hiro to instruct otherwise.

Just as she'd expected the guard came by and opened the door for Hiro and smiled at him. "Good afternoon Mr. Nakamura." HiroJi smiled at him and let Cas go through first. Once they were both inside the building he continued doing the same as they reached the elevator. He let her in first and then let himself in right after her. At this point, he was wondering what was up with the story of that sword. He bit his lower lip. "Are you related to Yaeko?" The question was not random.

Cas nearly swore aloud, and it was good she stopped mid breath, for the vaulted ceilings of this entry foyer--about to disappear as the elevator doors began to whoosh shut--would have easily alerted others of her astonishment. Instead, she craned her head to look at him in utmost seriousness. "You get right to the point, don't you slick?" She didn't say much else to the question other than cross her arms indignantly.

"You claim to know my father, and want to meet with him or hope to meet up with him again? I'm only assuming, since you mentioned the sword." As he said this they reached the level where their apartment was at. If they were lucky, maybe Adam was home and he could help them out with this too. Then again, the man spent a lot of time away from them than with them. He didn't blame him really. It was hard for him to pretend to be normal, if anything he was always up to something, and HiroJi as well as his older brother were already used to it.

"If you could call it that, yes I knew about your father but only through what family and broader legends have been able to recall. Don't tell me you have his sword?" her imagination began to run wild.

"It's not my sword. It belongs to my brother now. My older brother." Whom she would probably meet today. Not sure about their adoptive father. As he was distracted by their conversation, he punched in the numbers to their apartment and let her in. "Welcome to my home Qaseema.' The youngest of the Nakamuras smiled at her gently.

Cas did a double-take. "You live in the whole building, or just this place?" She wasn't very familiar with the early 21st century housing conditions, only what they looked like from the outside.

"Just this one apartment." HiroJi said quite amused. Hmmm. That was quite interesting. She seemed so new to the entire situation. Now he was curious as to where exactly she was from. He let her into the apartment and stepped in right after her, locking the door. "This is our apartment, welcome Cas." He said and smiled.

"And if you're wondering why I keep saying ours. It's because I live here with my brother and sometimes our adoptive father comes by and visits us." He nodded matter of fact.

Cas looked around and sighed. "I thought maybe you were heirs of a fabulous fortune, but having just one little roof over your head is totally acceptable. You have anything to drink?" she was thinking of hot tea but wondered what they drank in that part of the early century.

HiroJi laughed a the heirs part. "We lost our inheritance a long time ago, but we'd made ends meet efficiently enough." He smiled at her and nodded. "I have tea, would you like some?"

Cas was floored at the accuracy of the offer. "I would absolutely drink whatever tea you have available, and lots of it please!" She was so excited and relieved at the change of pace from being lost in a comic book shop, that she backpedaled unknowingly into the couch and flopped down into it with a surprised "Oof-wha??" Her hair immediately disengaged from its usual well kept state.

HiroJi headed to the kitchen to make the tea and while he was there he was texting his older brother, letting him know what was going on. The older was concerned and had warned him to be careful and to call Raphael if he needed help or this got out of hand. He would be home as soon as he could get his boss to let him go home early. He wasn't as trusting as HiroJi, even if the younger had already stated that the girl was not dangerous.

Cas repositioned till she was sitting upright, her center of gravity the only thing making sense. Who was this supposed child of the great, legendary Hiro Nakamura? And why was Hiro not around? Then she remembered all too suddenly what this young man had mentioned on their walk earlier. "Hiro, how.. how did your father die?" She asked almost too quietly, but audible enough to supercede the boiling of the kettle.

"Car Accident." In reality, he still didn't believe that. Not only that he'd only been two when that had occurred… He had been too young to even know if that was true or not. All he knew was that his father Hiro loved him and so did his adoptive mother Taeyeon. It was unfortunate that both had to die that way. All had been so vague and he'd never been given any details except that. His parents had died in a car accident and their bodies had never been found.

Cas immediately left the couch and moved as quickly as her legs would carry her. She had reflexes greater than Olympic athletes, and didn't care to hide that right now. The tea kettle was at the right temperature, even though the whistling hadn't begun so noticeably just yet. She switched off the heat, moved the kettle to an adjacent stovetop circle, and in the next half-second was grabbing Hiro with the biggest, craziest bear hug she'd ever distributed in her missions on Earth. "Hiro," she said sadly, "Hiro…"

The hug was surprising and he had wanted to push her away. He didn't need any hugs for having lost his parents. He knew it was sad. He'd learned to cope with it quite well. He'd been living with that truth for 19 years already. What else gave? Either way, and if it wasn't for the fact that Ando was already there, this would not have been so awkward.

With that sword this lady had been speaking of, Ando was set on separating both of them. He was pointing it right at her. "Who are you? And why are you here?" Unlike HiroJi Ando was not as trusting and or as polite. Strangers were always on trial, no matter how benevolent they seemed.

The glint of steel caught her eye and she was hauling Hiro off his feet to safety. "You will not harm this young man!" she bellowed. "He is the last," grabbing a sofa pillow, "surviving descendant," tossing the pillow at the stranger with the dangerous blade, "of the greatest man, my ancestors swore their lives to protect his lineage!!" She had run out of pillow cushions at this point. She stood as far against the other corner of the room from him, her hand raised to keep Hiro from interceding as she huffed, adrenaline building.

The time traveler chuckled a bit,  “What?”

Having to repeat himself the idol commanded even louder,  “TAKE ME TO GREECE!!”

Ando teleported slowly to Greece but kept joking with his tiny husband, “Why? What's so great about Greece hmm?”

The idol shrugged while still latched on to his husband’s back, “I just want to visit it.” After the confession, Yesung gave Ando his trademark cute grin.

Ando was a little curious as he continued to ask questions, “Where exactly in Greece?”  They were already in Greece, and the taller had a very cute idol on his back. This got them some stares from the locals.

Yesung ignored the stares from the people around him before grinning and whispering in Ando's ear, “Some temple that's not allowed visits.”

“Hmmm temples not allowed for visits?” Ando had no idea which ones those were, but he started moving and walking around the place. He chuckled a bit at how light Yeyo was on his back.

“You're so light my Jelly Cat Fish. Are you even there?” he reached back a little more to tickle the younger's right thigh, as he held on to him, getting a piggy back ride.

He laughed when Ando tickled him before giving him a punch. “Yah, I'm no girl for you to be saying that,” he huffed, “Being sassy doesn't equal being a girl.”

“Ooooowwww... I didn't say you were a girl. You came up with that on your own.” He continued to tease. “So what temple are we going to visit?”

Yesung rolled his eyes before wrapping his arms around Ando's neck. “Call me skinny again and I'll choke you. You can't die but that doesn't mean you can't feel pain.” He huffed again. “I don't knoooow. I don't know anything about Greece okay? I just wanted to visit it and you happened to be there when I felt like it.” He offered his husband the trademark smirk again.

Ando chuckled, but then feigned pain. “Owwwwww my neck.” Though he figured his tiny little husband could definitely bring on the pain. “Let's see… We can go to one of those erm er. Well, I don't know much about Greece either to be honest, this is the first time I come here too.”

“Make fun of my strength again and I'm signing the divorce papers.” The idol huffed yet again before chuckling because he’d heard his husband’s statement about not knowing where to go here in Greece. “Then let's just go wherever!” he replied cheerful again.

“Awwww you want to divorce me? You're that unhappy with me?” Ando started heading to wherever. Wherever that was.

“Yah, are you trying to become the victim now?” Yesung accused.

Then the time traveler had to go a bit serious as he continued with, “You're the one that mentioned divorce. I'm just asking you. Are you unhappy? I'm not looking for an argument, it's just a random question.” It really wasn’t random, however. Not to Ando. None of what he did, mentioned, or even argued about was random.

Yesung’s eyes widened and then he hugged Ando tightly, he didn't want his husband to think that. “NO!! OF COURSE NOT!!!”

GOOD BOY, was Ando’s inner thoughts while outwardly he simply gave a meek, “Ok ok. Let's go get in trouble then. And just a reminder, I love you very much, ok? I don't ever want to make you unhappy…” He tried to find a place they were not supposed to be at so maybe they could be there and have a nice make out session. How sexy that thought. Making out in a forbidden place.

Yesung simply nodded softly and clung more to Ando, scared his husband might really think he's unhappy. “I love you too killer whale.”

“We’re surrounded by water here. I should have brought our diving gear. We could have met new sharks.” The time traveler teased quietly still walking around, just enjoying the scenery now. Still getting some looks. Mostly smiles because the two looked very cute.

“Yah, no sharks.” Yesung made a face, not really caring about the stares. He's used to it, he's an idol after all, besides, they weren't in Seoul, so he had nothing to worry about.

Ando chuckled a bit. “But didn't you want to caress one gently? Or try to anyway?” He was enjoying this random walk through.... Greece... Which part of Greece was this ayway?

“Sharks are still scary to me.” He asserted  and nuzzled Ando's neck. “I'd rather meet a whale.”

“You're already being carried by one.” he joked. “It's so nice out here. How is it so nice out here? Jeez...” Ando looked around a bit. “So much green and beach. Kind of reminds me of Hawaii.”

“I meant a real one!” Yesung stuck his tongue out before laughing and rolling his eyes with a chuckle. “Fine, take us to Hawaii then oh mighty whale.”

Ando chuckled, “What are we doing our twisted version of around the world in one hour? Then again I don't think we can do it in an hour.” He said and in seconds they were walking around in Honolulu.

“It's not impossible, we'd just have to keep changing places at every 1 second.” Yesung laughed, still latched on to his husband’s strong back.

Ando snorted playfully. “Tiriiiiiiiiiiing. Oh HELLO HONOLULU...” As the time traveler had said that he got a few salutes from the locals. “Back you all.” He does the salute too.

Yesung laughed at Ando's actions, “Now you're home huh?”

“Hnnnn. It feels like home yeh.” The time traveler kept walking around, a cute idol on his back. It was the cutest thing to see for the locals as they continued to wave at him and some just smiled while some giggled. “You must look adorable on my back my Jelly Cat Fish.”