#takane01

     “Kehehe, so mortal, I’ve been expecting your presence here for some time, Takane Enomoto.” A man was basked in darkness at the back of this run-down detective's office. Only the outline of him sitting with his feet kicked up onto the desk could be made out, along with some puffs of a smokey sort. “Obviously, you’re in search of something near and dear to that frail, beating heart, and I am the Master of Di-”

    In the bright flash, the lights returned to the dimly lighted room thanks to a certain golden retriever dressed in some sort of Sherlock Holmes cosplay pawing at the light switch. The dog turned towards Gundam, tongue out and tail wagging with some sort of smug look in his eye. Gundam blinked. And then again. It seemed there was also a slight twitch in his eye. Oh, he was pissed. There went the scenario…! The mood! How was this supposed to play out without the proper setting? Ugh. Now Gundam was exposed, sitting there in an over sized beige trench coat, a matching fedora, and an e-cig hanging from his mouth that a fat, orange hamster was reaching to grasp onto.

This whole display of public humiliation had begun with a simple request--he noticed a girl in the arcade and he playfully challenged her to a few rounds of the local popular fighting game.

Worst mistake of his life.

Though he upped the ante to best four out of five, this girl had still given him such a severe wallop! He felt more impressed than insulted, and he finally stepped away from the machine with a laugh, shaking his head.

"Okay, okay!" Hibiki put his hands up, still chuckling. "That's enough, I yield! You're the victor, Miss, easily. Guess that means I owe a favor--that was part of the conditions of the match, right?"

There's a noise at the door. Someone's using the key.

Seems like he had a new roommate. He wondered who it'd be this time, not that he ever spoke to an...y...one...

There are a few thoughts running through Haruka's mind as the situation makes itself clear to him. Of course he's a bit curious about what his... his wife--he's still not used to saying it yet--thinks about, what she's been through, but the stupidly modest side of him protests. It isn't right to invade on others privacy after all. If Takane has anything she wants him to know, he has confidence that she'd tell him, which means there's really no need for snooping!

Except perhaps even greater than his sense of integrity is his sense of fear. Memories can't lie, not like words and smiles can, and a part of him is scared. Scared to see how Takane really feels, how she really sees him--how she has seen him for the past three years. Is he a nuisance to her? Is she tired of having to watch over him? Is he a burden? It's even a little selfish of him to think he occupies any space in her mind at all, there are just so many possibilities. 

Yet once he experiences the real thing, once he knows what Takane's true feelings turn out to be, Haruka almost can't bring himself to believe it. He'd been under the impression that such happy coincidences were reserved for fiction only, and a lucky select few, but to think that all these years, his slowly budding feelings were being requited on the other side as well...! 

"T-Takane!" Excitedly rushing to find his wife--he's a bit more confident in calling her that, to his thrill--it all seems unreal. He has to confirm it's the truth by consulting the source, and... well now that he knows it shouldn't be too much of a problem for her to say so out loud, right...? He'd really like to hear Takane tell him herself, actually...

"Is it true? Have you really liked me all this time?!" 

You'd think that despite the whole war thing and the splitting of worlds, school would be, you know, unimportant, but nope! Here we was, still slaving away to work that he really didn't have to do but would be categorized as uneducated if he didn't attend. Technically speaking, that didn't bother him, he'd already bested his intellectual abilities in his own specialities, but society frowned upon non educated delinquents. 

And Kuroba Kaito was not a delinquent. He just happened to be quirky, and maybe a lot of trouble, and might have been caused a ton of problems for his last school, but he was not a delinquent. Those guys had a certain stare, the kind that reached into your soul and screamed 'I am dangerous, do not mess with me' without the exchanging of words (not like he was scared of them. Pftha).

Even so, he constantly saw this girl who did not give off the vibe most tough dudes did, yet had the blood-rising-body-shivering stare they usually modelled. Kaito's boundaries stretched very far when it came to whom he played with, but women of that sort were scary.

...

All the more reason to bother her! She needed a smile on that pretty head of hers.

Since his enrollment in Kerria Academy, Haruka is proud to say he's gotten to know lots and lots of people! Tasuku, Tenma, Sapphire, Zanya, Seto, Shinka...! Six whole people, and with any luck even more in the future. And of course he has his brothers as well, even if they'd been close even before arriving at the school. 

Yet amongst all those people, somehow he's felt an especial kinship with one Takane Enomoto. Maybe it's because they're both in rather special circumstances, with sicknesses that can't quite be cured, and understand each other's feelings on a level normal people simply can't. Although Haruka would much rather say that his and Takane's friendship is based off of really good compatibility instead! Just like anyone else, maybe their zodiac signs are secretly really good for friends, making them best friends.

Musing to himself happily,Haruka grins as he leans on his desk. Right now, he's alone with the very girl herself, stuck after school catching up on work he'd missed when he was absent. It looks like their situations had matched up this time, and Haruka had excitedly suggested getting through the workload together when he'd found out.

Technically he'd finished up a little while ago, but one glance over to Takane made it clear she was still nose deep in papers. If he'd commented on it, surely she'd yell at him for disturbing her, so all this time he's silently stuck around. Ahaha, even though he hasn't been doing much, just as he'd thought, being with Takane always turns out to be really fun.

As his mind begins to drift back to his earlier topic, an idea suddenly hits him. Digging out his cell phone, he quickly locates Takane's number and presses call. Grinning blissfully as he puts the phone to his ear, he's actually really curious...

Does Takane maybe have a special ringtone for him? He thinks of them as the best of friends, so maybe she's done something special like this for him! He hasn't done so himself considering the idea had just occurred to him, but he'll definitely set one once he finds the right song.

Oblivious to the idea his antics might bother his companion, the dark haired boy reasons with himself that this way Takane doesn't even need to answer her phone; she can just ignore his call, he only wants to hear the ringtone. It's a perfect plan.