#odeofnight

“OOOOOORAAAAAA NOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” Naki shouted like a demon from far away. There were man things that led to him being able to recognize her on sight from so far, the enhanced senses of a ghoul from sight and smell, but you could be much more romantic and call his recognizing her from afar after so long apart in this chaotic city destiny. 

Either way Naki was barreling down at the road in full speed, completely unstoppable. He had even forgotten to hide his inhuman speed in this moment. No matter how fast he went though, to Naki things played out in slow motion. First without even stopping in front of her, he picked her up and swung her around in his arms. Then finally he stopped to look at her. 

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The city was in peril, but more importantly Naki’s ‘friend’ had been late for their date. It was strange because he could still smell her off in the distance, but Naki could not simply follow the scent for he would have no explanation for how he found her. His foot tapped ever harder with impatience though, until he started to wear out the soles of his white shoe. Screw it. He ran.  

 He saw a flash of white, amidst a crowd of motion and knew it must be Norah. She looked to be falling backwards, as one of the men pushed her over. He stopped short, hesitating, would he reveal himself as a ghoul?.He bit down hard he threw himself forward suddenly into the crowd. He would just grab her and run rather than stay and fight. Her safety was most important.

He busted out of the crowd, clutching Norah in his arms bridal style. It almost looked cool, until his crying face was revealed, “Hey are you okay?  You aren’t standing me up right?”

He smoothed out his hair as he waited for her, and then smiled like an overexcited puppy when she arrived. 

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"No good! This is no good at all.”

Naki said, smoothing out his hair with his free hand in frustration as he tried to figure out the logistics of the see-saw he was standing on. When he walked to one end, the other would tilt up and vice versa, confusing him. He needed to be the master of all this park equipment if he was going to show Norah around like he said he would. He picked up the book in his pocket, a child’s book that read ‘how to make friends’ in simple kanji and was marked back and forth in Naki’s terrible handwriting, and threw it in frustration. 

The weather in Citta changed far more rapidly that Tokyo ever did. For that reason, someone like Naki who was never caught without his white suit, now wore a sweater pulled over his suit coat. Not thinking ahead of time whether or not such a messy arrangement of clothing would wrinkle his suit underneath. The sweater itself read ‘<3 Yamori’ in messy stitching as it had been done for him amateurly by Hogurou and Shousei for his birthday.  It was basically a disaster and therefore one of Naki’s most precious possessions.

The two of them sat then, perhaps huddled a little closer than normal because they could both see their breaths in this kind of cold air. Even the dew on the grass they sat in threatened to freeze. Naki might have felt the frozen beads brush up against his legs and shatter as he rustled the grass with his every bouncy movement that accompanied his speaking, if he did not have all of his attention focused on Norah. There was no reason to pay attention to anything.  Strange, Naki had invited her to this park to come play on the see-saw with him, but they just sat here talking instead. He had just completely lost track of the situation, was he dumb or something?

Then he heard her request, and his world seemed to flip for how little sense it made. The world seemed to flip every time Norah said something, for him anyway. Words always said to him in her soft, too soft voice, Naki strained his best to listen. He knew he was like a sieve with holes in it, but her words were almost as precious as big bros, so he did the best he could. There was no way, she could mean that with positive connotation, not to a ghoul like him. Ghouls had refined senses, they knew the many pleasant smells of the human world, but also in comparison, ghastly, grotesque, the smell of a ghoul was wrong.

“Smells like me? Whattaya saying? It’s a pain to get it cleaned okay! Isn’t it fine like this?”

He snapped, at the misunderstanding. His sudden flare up though, died just as fast, it might have been the cold, or the face Norah made in response. He misunderstood again, he was always misunderstanding.

From behind Naki wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her back deeper into his grasp, as if he were trying to cover her entire body with himself. She felt so soft and small in his arms it might just have been possible. When he finished with the motion, and their bodies slid together into something comfortable, he was able to perch his chin on the top of her head.

THIS IS SO CUTE, AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!