#gochase

This is a little thing I made. YES i'll continue shion some day but i'm wayyy too tokusatsu pilled for this. Sorry guys.

chase /CHās/ pursue in order to catch or catch up with. Chase was a Roidmude hunter who transformed into Mashin Chaser; After his re-programming was reversed, he transformed into Kamen Rider Chaser.

It was only a little while ever since the defeat of the Roidmudes and Banno.

Gou was sat by his desk, skimming through requests of requests before sighing as he put those down—None of the requests piqued his interest yet, the deadlines for those were in a few weeks anyway, so he’d rather take his time and procrastinate a little. He was planning to go to America after a while.. ..Maybe he could visit Rinna and check out the ‘Almost Goddess’ manga again, he’s been ought to read Volume 13 by now; would be a waste if he hadn’t yet. Plus, he’s got friends to see there—A bunch, since the day he went to America. Besides, Rinna must still be somewhere there—In regard to Professor Harley, of course. He’s glad they’re fine, especially for his older sis and Big Bro Shin. They’re very much happy, but Gou?

Sure, he’s fine. ..He’s okay.

He’s in the clear, he’s doing fine.. Just, trying to live a normal life. Gou believes that’s okay—for sure. But yet, he can’t help but put his head down slightly, staring at the oak of his desk as he opened his drawer to grab his camera. He always carried it around when Big Bro was there.. When.. Chase, was there. Chase was a Roidmude, should he really even care? That would, be the main thought of Shijima Gou—If only Chase didn’t do what he did that day. That name was always there— Shinnosuke, Gou, Chase. Gou, Shinnosuke, Chase.

Jesus, could this be any worse? “The hells going on with me..?”

He stared at his camera, examining the lace, the frame.. Before turning it on. It was, still the same old camera, with the same functions. Booting it up wasn’t hard either, what was, however? Was the hesitance of Gou to even open the gallery. It wasn’t too small, he got more storage for this thing anyway, it shouldn’t hurt to even open it; and so, he did.

It was filled with pictures of older requests, as he lazily scrolled through them—He winded up finding the pictures of the crew. Drive, Mach.. Chaser.. And his Big sis. Of course, Captain took this picture, but the more he sees that goddamned suit, he’s just going to… …He should keep it to himself, he shouldn’t be like this. Opening another image, he switched to another image. Gou knew Big Bro Shin took this one—It was a little blurry, to be fair, so it was obvious; but he could appreciate the image. A photo of him and Big Sis.. With Chase, in the back, drinking ever so nonchalantly some cream soda Big Bro found for him. It was always him, Those uncomfortable clothes.. That displeased expression.. Everything. It was just Chase. Closing the camera, he kept it in the drawer, grabbing his phone as he looked at his notifications.

One missed notification.

Crap.

Opening the phone, he checked who it was. It was Rinna, luckily..! Speaking of her, she’s been supporting him all the way ever since he began to look for a way to even restore Chase.. ..God, mentioning him feels worse now. The man sacrificed his life just for Gou and— And he’s trying to forget or do something. God, how would Chase feel? Weird? No.. The guys completely blank in emotion, does he even feel anything..?

.. He does. Gou wouldn’t be forgetting that. Those words..

“My friends gave these to me… …And I cherish them.”

Chase wasn’t just a roidmude at all; maybe he was even more than that. But he shouldn’t even be mingling and lingering on this thought—He has to respond to Rinna.

@Rinna: You should come to North Carliner, Gou! @Rinna: Professor Harley worked hard to restore this little guy, and I think he can restore Chase! In a way, I think!

..Professor Harley is always up to things, Gou knew that ever since his visit to America. But restoring something that could bring Chase back? Oh, this was flattering.. He had to chase a delusional dream, just for the dream to come true for Chase and Gou..! Well, he hopes so. The mans got better brains than that of Gou for an American.. Not that he’s rude or anything, the man is a lively fellow. The photographers fingers hovered over the keyboard briefly, before dialing in.

@Shijima_Gou: Alright. @Shijima_Gou: When can I go?

Expecting her not to even respond, he switched off his phone, about to scroll aimlessly on his computer; hypothetically, if the phone hadn’t switched on immediately, the conversation coming back to life as a new text popped up on the chat.

@Rinna: In 2 days! Since, it’s November 28, you’ve got enough time to get to America by now!

Two what now. He immediately texted her back, confusion laced in his hands… …And face, as if he didn’t plan for this.

@Shijima_Gou: Two??? Days??? You’ve ought to be joking! @Shijima_Gou: Seriously, but whatever. I’ll get ready to go back to the States I guess!

Closing his phone, he set it down before leaning back into his chair. His thoughts flowing back into his mind as he tried to keep his eyes closed. Chase.. Chase..

.. Why did he even begin doing this? Chase was dead—He literally exploded infront of him when he was on the ground. And here he is, trying to restore someone already dead.. Or, a Roidmude already dead, that is. But the thought was grasping onto Gou harder, literally.. Like Gou bit into something he shouldn’t had, but yet he chewed.

“So many reasons for me to even be moving around..” Gou suddenly spat out, grabbing his phone as he stood up, also grabbing his jacket as he slipped it on; before opening the drawer to get his camera, opening his gallery as he flipped back to Big Bro Shin’s photo of Gou and Chase, before his eyes softened. “..and there’s one good reason for me to even be doing this.”

He fell silent briefly; the emotions washing over his body as he stared at that blurry photo. His smile was forced that day, he didn’t even want to be beside Chase—That man was a roidmude, and roidmudes were terrible. Excluding a few, but Chase was the only one he had full hatred for—Even for falling inlove with Kiriko.. ..He wished he didn’t even feel that way before now.

But he had his reasons, so was he to blame? Was he to blame for Chase’s death because he was too stubborn and answered back? Was he to blame for Chase’s death because he didn’t do anything to fix himself back into shape? Was he to blame for Chase’s death all because of his father, Banno?

Those questions never left his mind. They got too loud, way too loud. Like the ringing in his ears.

But he had plans for Chase—If they could even bring him back. He wanted to treat him like he would a person; He’d rather treat him better than last. ..It was like he was a friend. He was, but the past Gou didn’t see it yet.

He wished he could see that, for once.

As he approached the door, slinging his camera around his neck, he reached for the light switch, turning the lights off as he briefly turned back to what his office was. Organized, Clean and Gou-esque. He squinted his eyes briefly, trying to image out something. He could remember the day Big Bro Shin and Big sis came to his office after the wedding, brother.. That entire fiasco was fun to watch, when they kissed and cheered.. Gou could only laugh at it. But something just felt missing. He blinked again, remembering another time when he lost his camera in the mess of his office, and had to ask someone to even help him find it.. But something felt missing.. ..and he blinked again.

The office remained the same. What was missing?

“..” “I’m going insane.”

The photographer spoke, leaving the room to chase for a delusional, uncertain dream that was to even come real.

If he had enough faith, he hopes.