#emperorsbrush

Sunlight comes, an elixir after so many black hours. The air becomes sweeter; birds soften the dawn with their chorus; he breathes deeply as if permission has been bestowed. Already the greyness is gone, evaporated as fast as desert rain, and the heat of the day can already be felt. There was something about the sunlight that made him feel happy. 

But then....there was something about the night that made him feel accepted. There were a lot of things he thought he liked, but it was like there was another person telling him he shouldn’t like it either. 

Akira, which he had learned a little while ago, was his name. He was brought here to Tokyo because he had done something bad. Something really bad. People talked about him in school and said such horrible things. They would whisper things behind his back that he could hear if he listened closely.

Isn’t he the guy with the criminal record? 

I bet he has a knife.

Oh my God, he’s looking at us! Quick, lets get out of here!

He wished he could tell them he wasn’t a bad person, that they got it all wrong. But truthfully, he has no idea what he had done. He forgot who he was, where he was born, and he had forgotten how to do basic things every human being his age knew how to do. It was like he was a small child in a teenage body. It was degrading. 

But he did have two people that helped him. His twin brother and his friend named Yuusuke. He told him they had been friends for quite some time. They helped him during this time of need. They told him he hit his head which resulted in his memory loss. Akira was happy. 

But lately, he was beginning to think something was off. Whenever they smiled at him, it looked pained or forced. He would ask about his past and they would give him short answers. Perhaps he was thinking too hard about this. 

He had that same dream last night. Someone was calling out to him. This person was familiar. But just when he thinks he is about to see this person they vanish. He even wakes up crying. 

Am I....forgetting someone?

“Did I make it better this time?” He handed a cup of warm tea to Yuusuke. Apparently he knew how to make tea pretty well before he had lost his memory. But now he couldn’t remember a thing about making tea....or food in general. 

Crouching down in the alley, Akira could probably look suspicious to anyone. Well, if they saw him at all, that is. His outfit and hair being black made it fairly easy for him to slip into the shadows. It’s definitely late, but Akira can’t remember the last time he had a watch, and it didn’t matter to him anyways.

At his feet was a beaten up cat, though not dead. It mewled at him, and he nodded, as if he somehow understood.

Suddenly, though, a noise catches his attention. The soft jingle of keys, is what he assumes it is, but he’s too preoccupied with other thoughts to draw a connection to his boyfriend. Once he hears the noise, however, he perks, and with his features... perks up a pair of cat ears, as well.

Kamille looked around with a light roll of his shoulders as people stepped around and talked about various pieces of artwork. As a way of giving himself time to think regarding the so-called ‘Phantom Thieves’ he had come to investigate and for any ties it might have with the other world he had decided to stop by an art exhibition. ‘Well there’s been quite a bit of support for the Phantom Thieves if social media is anything to go by... Still this whole ‘stealing people’s hearts’ to change them sounds like something that could be Persona related.’

A drawn out yawn escaped Naoya's mouth as he sauntered into cafe le blanc. Giving the shop a curious once over. He'd heard some interesting things about this place so he decided to check it out. Plus, he could use the coffee.

There weren’t a whole lot of people here at the moment, in fact it was just the shop owner and a boy who looked about high school age. With a lazy shrug he went up and ordered his drink before sliding into the seat beside the teen.

This place is not familiar. He just wanted to get on the train. This is not a train and this no longer looks like a subway.

Annnd now there’s demons(?) attacking him. Great. He quickly drew his sword and slashed a creature in two, maneuvering to take out another beast that’d been trying to attack from behind.

“I wanna get naked for Yuusuke too.~”