#muse-ichi

SAN FRANCISCO, USA: Kouichi finally had enough of the wandering around and tugged Kouji’s arm to stop him. “Admit it, we’re lost. No more wandering, let’s ask for help.” Kouichi said as he pointed at a teen at a nearby Starbucks. “Besides…” Kouichi teased. “He’s kind of cute.” Kouichi said, his efforts to hook his twin up still continuing even here, half-way across the world.

The teen in question had soft brown hair and was carrying a duffle bag, capris pants revealed toned legs as he was obviously used to running and seemed to be in great shape.

“Go ask.” Kouichi said as he grinned and pushed Kouji forwards. “And maybe get us something cold to drink too, I’m parched.”

(Ichinose bio: https://toranoya.tumblr.com/post/122375148357/profile-ichinose-kazuya

Ichinose: Screw this. I'm going home, wanna come Domon?

Domon: Sure!

@bad-decision-central​ Ichinose smiled as he made his way down a Japanese street, clad in his soccer tracksuit. He had been in town for an international soccer match when he remembered his friend from childhood was also back in Japan and so he looked him up.

They had talked a few times in America while Serenity was in Hospital as was himself, so maybe Joey wouldn’t even remember him. He’d soon find out though!

Following the instructions that his friends in Inazuma Japan had given him he rounded the corner and saw a familiar blond walking by, apparently going home. Joey! Grinning, he adopted his American accent and spoke in English. “Hey! Is dat Joey Wheeler going by?” Ichinose grinned and waved.

@thesilvermoonrays The sun hung low over the field, golden light spilling across the grass as Ichinose Kazuya, the famed Midfield Magician, sprinted after the ball that had gone rogue. His teammates’ calls echoed behind him, but he barely heard them — focus narrowed, steps sure, his cleats thudding in rhythm with his heartbeat.

The ball rolled off the pitch, bouncing once before coming to a stop at the base of a tree.

There, lounging in the dappled shade, was someone who looked completely out of place — a silver-haired man, dressed in a flowing red robe, a sword resting beside him.

Ichinose slowed, blinking. Was there a cosplay event nearby?

"Hahaha...yeah...shut up, you're embarrassing me."

"And 97% pure bean!"

(Poor Joey, lol. You have your work cut out.) @bad-decision-central