#geiz

"Sougo."

"To be fair, Geiz punched me in the stomach." Sougo's regaining himself a little more quickly than Geiz, probably because he hasn't taken any blows to the head. "But we, we got it together, we took him out. The guy."

"Another Kaixa."

"Yeah, that one."

Tsukuyomi scowls. "Well, we'll...we'll ask Woz about him later. Sougo, don't just sit there, help me get Geiz's shirt off, it's covered in blood. How hard did you punch him?"

"Pretty hard." Sougo grabs Geiz's left wrist and unfolds the cuff so he can undo the button on the sleeve.

Geiz's eyes are slowly starting to focus again, and his nose has finally stopped bleeding. His forehead wrinkles. "Why are we taking my clothes off? This doesn't really seem like the time to--oh, shit, is that all mine?"

"Whose else would it be?" Tsukuyomi frowns down at his shirt buttons as she undoes them. "You were in your suit, full helmet and everything. Although I guess this answers a question I've had, I've always kind of wondered about what happens to our clothes when we transform." She unrolls and unbuttons Geiz's right sleeve and pulls it off his arm. "I guess it would be a little strange if we were just naked in there."

Sougo tugs Geiz's other sleeve off. "I always figured it was contextual."

Tsukuyomi and Geiz both turn to look at him, saying in unison, "What?"

"Well, you know. Woz says our lives are ruled by narrative convenience even more than most Kamen Riders. So wouldn't it make sense if we're wearing our day clothes inside our suits when that would be more interesting dramatically? And then other times we've got, like, arming gear on underneath them? Geiz got hit in the face, so it's more dramatic and exciting for his shirt to be all bloody when he drops his suit." Sougo pauses, looking Geiz over. "I think you should take your undershirt off too, it's also got blood on it."

A little more staring from Tsukuyomi before she says, slowly, "That's...that's a really good point, Sougo, I hadn't considered that. Also what do you mean, there's no blood on the under--"

"No, I definitely see blood, Geiz should take his undershirt off."

Geiz eyes Sougo sidelong. "You just want me to be shirtless, don't you."

Sougo's expression is suspiciously guileless and innocent. "I mean, it's not a bad side effect."

"You're ridiculous." Geiz peels off his tank top and drops it on top of his bloody shirt, and then says, "Ow, ow, be careful," as Sougo half-tackles him onto his back on the bench.

"Come on." Sougo grins down at him. "Admit I'm the strongest Kamen Rider."

"I thought that was a different guy."

Tsukuyomi snorts, covering her mouth to hide laughter. "You two know we're in public, right?"

"Come on, we're just behind the store, nobody's wandering around back here. We'll be--oh, wow, did I leave that bruise?"

Geiz looks down awkwardly at his own chest and the dark bruise spreading across one of his pectorals. "No, I think that one was Another Kaixa. At least I'm pretty sure."

"Well, on the off chance that it was me--" Sougo ducks his head and kisses the bruise, which makes Geiz both wince and laugh ticklishly. "I'm very sorry."