#and yes ryuuji is calling him out for saying 'trust me' 'trust me' 'trust me' over and over because they all did

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『splits』★

Rin → Haruka | Haruka → Rin | Sousuke → Rin | Sousuke →← Haruka

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Rin, Haruka, Sousuke

SFW

Summary: When we split, I take a part of you with me.

I like Haru. Always have. I love him…

Ever since the first time I saw him on that tournament I wanted to be him. But to be him was and forever will be impossible.

(A childish dream.)

It took me a while to realize that — I used to think I can become anything — and upon finally understanding I couldn't, I knew; no mater how much I wanted to be him — wanted to be like him…

… to always win —

(Really, what a childish dream.)

Years flew away, and I was mad at Haru. Mad at me… mad that I was still clinging to him. From him.

There was a feeling that there was nothing left between us which made me even more distraught.

Made me want to scream.

Made me want to cry…

Made me want to—

I couldn't figure out what this feeling was. I raked my mind for the longest of times; all so I could only draw out that Haru and I weren't nearly as over as I thought.

I gathered that all this bitterness I felt was because I hated him for being faster—

better.

But that also changed, having me made a horrifying discovery about myself along with it. I found out a truth I'd be forced to face when I was least expecting it — let alone being ready for it.

See, I have always known that Haru is my soulmate. I'm sure of it. It's something that you can't mistake for anything else!

And during that night we reunited at the swim club, I could see it in his eyes, though I almost wanted to convince myself otherwise.

He and I are fated.

Fated to be together. And that's big!

Something like meeting your soulmate — leaving it behind, crushing you and your ego, thinking that they are simply just another guy in your long journey of life, meeting them again years later only to confirm that yes this is indeed your soulmate — is terrifying!

But magical as hell, too!

But the moment of truth for me— the moment I knew my feelings were reciprocated — was when Haru came and found me himself.

When he reached out his hand to me and asked me to show him something he had never seen before…

This was essentially, when I had the 'ok' from Haru to follow him into the magical world of true love.

Fated.

The truth is — even now after all this time — I want Haru. I want him… for me.

To be mine!

I want his speed.

His power.

His body.

His mind and his soul.

I want his eyes—

— to always look at me…

To be mine!

I am rendezvousing him tonight. As place I figured best it's the tree in front of our elementary school. Though the cherry blossoms haven't opened yet —

'Ah, this would be so much more romantic if the Sakura had blossomed~'

I frustrated a lot about what this is and how I should act ever since I was a little boy. I'm finally older. With age comes wisdom they say… or something like that. I am old enough to know what I want from him now. I will make him mine. I know I can!

(This isn't just a childish dream…)

I have build up the confidence in myself and I'm ready to lay siege over him until he surrenders to me.

'Love is war after all. And I'm gonna win this war!'

It's time. Rin is a bit nervous, as he leans back against the cold, metal bars in front of the school fence.

'Did I come early?' He thinks as he checks his wristwatch, 'Nope, just 23 minutes. It's normal to be this early on a date, right?'

He taps out a rhythm with his foot as he assures himself that this doesn't scream 'overeager' on his part and goes over the reasons with which he'll try persuading Haruka that, being together is a solid thing and finalizes in his mind about what tonight is, when—

The sound of footsteps cuts his thoughts short.

The hand of his watch says four minutes until the agreed time as he averts his gaze to face the person approaching him.

"Yo! Haru—" he raises his hand, before he makes a display of leisurely straightening up from the bars he leaned on and bring it back to ran his fingers through his hair.

A trademark move—

"Rin." Haru replies. He keeps it just as simple as always.

And just as always, he looks beautiful. As beautiful as a dream.

Rin reaffirms—

'— tonight, I'm going to confess to Haru!'

This is not a childish dream!

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I had a date yesterday.

I met with Rin in front of the elementary school we used to go. Rin was already there waiting and for a second I wondered whether I was running late, because I found him glued to his watch.

But it probably was just that he got there too early.

At any rate, it didn't really mater. I had missed him and we were only going to be able to hang out together for less than a couple days during his week here. Both our schedules were packed and training was gruesome. Makoto and the others also had their days full. For spring, everyone was really busy, each trying to follow their dreams.

We all went after our goals individually, but at the same time, opting to stay as in touch with each other as possible.

Since I knew he had a couple days off from work and was also at Iwatobi, I called Makoto to come along last night, but he said he had to study some injury first aid subjects for an upcoming test.

Coach Ryuuji had to go to an event — an old family friend of his was getting married at an other prefecture — and he let me have a two day off until he returned. I'm meeting him tomorrow.

'Ohh, I really need to get back into training… these two days felt like an eon —'

'— maybe it has something to do with what Rin said last night…'

<<Haru… I want to talk to you; that's why I wanted to meet with you, it's something really important —>>

I was a bit worried over what could be so important that Rin would want to meet up close — I even cursed the fact that Makoto couldn't come, but if I know Makoto, he probably even knew beforehand that something was up and avoided coming along on purpose — and so I fidget over how to approach this or that and how bad what Rin had to say would be, that even the taste of mackerel in my mouth didn't get registered in my head.

And then I heard it;

<< Haru, I know this is going to sound weird, you might even hate me for saying that — I'm sure you'll freak out… but if you think it calmly you'll see I'm right, I'm sure!>>

This whole evening was so unreal. Rin was stalling, I was missing the delicacy to react to something unexpected and possibly very complex — seeing as I was by myself — and then there was that damned dish that I was trying to enjoy, all as I was waiting for the emotional bomb that Rin was about to drop…

'Good god, I just hope he won't burst into tears in front of all these people —'

Haruka must have looked at their surroundings for the umpteenth time that night. The little fish-tavern they were sitting, was currently packed with patrons and the fact that it was a couple stops away from the town of Iwatobi, made him sweat in discomfort.

This wasn't like Rin. This wasn't like anything!

How bad could this thing, that Rin wanted to discus, be?

And what is it this bad, that required them to leave the premises of Iwatobi, in the first place?

To say I was feeling like a fish out of water would be an understatement…

And then… the bomb was dropped—

<<Haru… I'm in love with you —>>

And Haruka must have been surprised, because he sprayed his drink on Rin's face across their table, at this.

Unexpectedly and in spite of what someone might have thought, Rin didn't get deterred by the mishap so easily.

Instead, he wiped the lemon-fragranced water from his face and tried once more:

<<I know this seems like it's coming completely out of the blue, but Haru — I like you! I /really/ like you! And I think you like me, too.>>

Rin gave a coy look at Haruka as he said: "at least I hope you do…?"

Haruka is staring at Rin not half-fazed as he'd guessed he should be after hearing something like that, but rather a bit frustrated for having worried over nothing.

As it turns out, I deeply care about Rin.

But that — I already knew.

<<So, Haru will you… be my boyfriend?>>

I like Rin, too… I do —

'— but I wonder — won't it be too-much-drama ending up actually dating him…?'

(Haruka tries to think…)

(… He can't think—)

'Damn — pools — water — pools filled with water …'

Haruka sinks back in the water that fills his little tub.

(It overflows–)

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I know Rin.

Sometimes I even know him better than he thinks I can —

And… that is painful.

On occasion, it's painful to even admit how hurtful it really is for me.

Still, I turn a blind eye when there is a shift in his demeanor or pretend I didn't hear the subtle change in his tone when Haru is present or even mentioned. When I can't fake I didn't notice, I'll just make fun of him that he's too much into that guy…

Rin lives in and of on fairytales. He feeds from things like soulmates and star-crossed lovers. Fated, mysterious meetings. A little drama — or a lot, depending on the persons involved — is simply jam on his bread.

He talks about real friends and true lovers, deep feelings and being there for your loved ones. He goes on and on about how bonds are eternal and how magnificent it is to have trust in each-other. Of the warmth of love and roses and happiness… (and shit.)

What Rin doesn't talk about, though, is how disappointing it is as you realize what really goes on beyond the pink clouds…

I'll give you a hint; none of the above.

Time and again, I have reached my hand out there — all so I would feel only thorns and splinters prick my skin, and cold that could, metaphorically speaking, freeze the blood in my veins — whenever I had the craziest of false impressions that someone might, by some weird struck of luck or some timely mistake of fate, be there for me.

It's a wonder, really— Rin was from the very first moment the guy that I thought would always be my friend.

He is my friend. My best friend.

The guy I trust.

I totally didn't get the memo, I guess...

All these speeches about fateful encounters and true friendship, obviously were never addressed to me. And why would they?

All we ever did was being together from early in the morning at school, to the late night we stayed back at the swim club for one more round or spending our weekends and holidays at each others' house.

We were so close for so long, that of course I wasn't even registered as a friend in his mind.

I was just a shadow.

His shadow.

It was only natural that he'd transfer schools for only less than half a season to meet up close this mythical unicorn of his, named Nanase Haruka, and tell me about it just the day before he left. Or leave the country for the other side of the ocean, not more than three months later, and hear of it just the week before his departure.

Typical Rin—

So typical.

Yet still, I like this guy—

His sorry ass is the one and only person I'll think of calling whenever I hit a wall or make a breakthrough or just want to hear to cheesy-ass theories about romantic encounters — strictly for fun, mind you — or just to listen to his voice…

… corny, right? I know I sound out of character; but man, I like this guy.

I can't help it.

(Sousuke needs to realize this…)

And for what is worth — as if to make everything worse — I know, I will never be his first choice…

(… needs to comprehend it.)

… if a choice at all.

(And unfortunately — he does.)

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'Today's a weird day.'

'There is sun. And there is rain.'

"There is rain— And there is sun…"

Sousuke is riding the train on his way to the rehabilitation facility he's going. Later into the day he'll finally hear whether he's ready to go at full throttle into his training or if he still needs to hold back.

His ride is uneventful, peaceful even.

His mind is surprisingly clear and calm.

The single thing that permeates his thoughts are sun rays and clouds and droplets of water that wash away any trace of anxiousness or insecurity in him.

'What a strange day, indeed.'

He stands next to the door — he never sits — his gaze lost somewhere far away in the dull streams of light that spear the ever gray clouds, hanging low above the city, letting out their persistent drizzle that never becomes anything more.

It's comfortable.

Knowing that a day exists that resembles the way you feel so closely.

I heard from Makoto the day before.

So today was perfect.

He didn't want to think anything of the sort. He stubbornly tried to avoid it all day long yesterday.

So he deserved to be petulant for at least one day. Right?

And so far this seemed like his day.

After arriving at his destination, Sousuke disembarked — directions note at hand — and moved to exit the station.

"Still raining, huh?" He said and pulled his collar up around his neck deciding that, this much rain isn't a big enough deal to get his blues on for not choosing to wear a hoodie today.

"Well, thank god I'm not made of sugar.…" he joked with himself.

He was at peace with himself today; like a sea on a day without wind.

~

It's noon. The clouds have gotten darker.

Sousuke's session at the rehabilitation center has just finished. His progress would be estimated at the hospital in the evening.

He still got some time to kill before that.

At the other corner should be a burger house. I feel kind of hungry after a straight two hours of muscle exercise and rest and exercise again and rest again…

'Now, where did we say the shop was?'

He wandered around a bit, but managed to find the shop… or a shop.

The place was full, with zero available tables. Thankfully the clerk told me to look on the second floor. There was a table at the far off wall, away from the porch. Not having a first seat on the street view wasn't a deal beaker for me, though.

When it was time to get ready for the appointment with his doctor, Sousuke got up to leave the store. As he got up, he evaluated his experience; 'The fries were not so great but the burger, oh, the burger was exquisite. The meat was juicy and a bit spicy and grilled to perfection—'

Yes, overall it was good…

But there was one tiny problem he hadn't count in: he was lost… and the rain was heavier than before. Forget about being made of sugar, no matter how you looked at it, you were bound to get thoroughly soaked without an umbrella.

Standing next to the glass door, looking out the wet pavement and the people running by with umbrellas or folded newspapers or suitcases above heads, he still didn't feel miserable for himself.

"Fuck it," he muttered under his breath, deciding that, "I'll ask at the counter if they have a spare one—"

That, until he felt a hand on his back. The touch was soft and Sousuke turned around to look who it was. He honestly didn't think this much, but he froze when he saw who it was.

'And this was such a nice day, damn it…'

A quiet Haruka was looking at him, a smile ghosting his lips. Other patrons passed them by in heist, commenting how this rain would slow them down or prevent them from going to their destinations.

Sousuke could relate.

He should also deal with how his nice day had just taken an unpredicted turn.

"Sousuke, good evening. " Haruka said.

"Haru." He acknowledged, casually. "Funny meeting you here…"

"Coach Ryuuji says I should eat more proteins and fat for my current training regime. They have a —"

"Good burger, here." Sousuke quipped along. "Yeah, I just ate two." He laughed. "Hey, congrats by the way."

He didn't want to do this, but he would be forced eventually, so he figured better to get this over with, quickly.

But Haru looked at him like he was an alien with three heads or something; "About what?"

"Uh, Makoto told me; about you and Rin—" he said unsure. There is no way Makoto had misunderstood something, right?

But Haruka appeared to recall, saying: "Ah. Thanks—"

This was grating on Sousuke's nerves.

Is that a way to be after you receive congratulations for your new relationship?

Sousuke was lost for a moment in his thoughts, so Harukas' next line didn't register in the first time.

"Do you need an umbrella?" Haru asked again, since Sousuke was merely standing there, not responding.

The only thing Sousuke's brain managed to compute as reply was: "Why?"

And Haruka solely brought his backpack in front of him and pulled an umbrella out. He then said: "Want to share?"

-

This was awkward.

Haruka could tell. He could feel the tension around Sousuke building.

Normally, you share an umbrella with a girl.

Not with another guy.

Caught in the middle of a downpour…

And especially not with the guy that dates your best friend, right?

Yes, Haruka could tell.

But he can't leave it at that. So he speaks up. Now is as good a chance as ever, to resolve things with Sousuke.

His first words get drowned out by the rain, but he catches his companions' attention, so he tries again.

"I haven't said, 'yes'." Haru spoke, raising his voice a bit.

"What?" Sousuke asked confused.

"To Rin. Rather, I didn't even nod, I just shrugged—" Haru explained.

"…" Sousuke now looked even more confused. Maybe it was the rain that prevent him from hearing…

To which Haru offered: "I really like Rin. I want to be with him, but it makes no difference to me what kind of relationship we have as long as he's happy."

And Sousuke has a deep crease between his brows, thinking, until his expression softens and he says: "I shouldn't expect anything less from you, Haru—"

There is a skip in his voice that gets strangely emphasized by the running waters around them.

He is happy about Rin.

About his friend.

He is grateful for Haruka existing.

And Haruka notices his shoulder is wet – off course Sousuke needs an umbrella entirely for himself. He's huge, after all – and he pulls at his sleeve to get him closer.

"Your shoulder is dripping wet, shouldn't you take extra care not to catch a cold?" He speaks as loud as possible to get heard.

"You're one to talk— why don't you come closer?" Sousuke retorts, pointing at the other’s shoulder, being equally soaked.

And Haruka purses his lips in a show of juvenile determination, as he brings himself right up to Sousuke's side.

Their shoulders are touching now, and Sousuke curses his habit of pointing out unnecessary things.

He feels happy about Rin. Yes.

He feels grateful for Haruka. Yes.

But, he also feels a tinge of jealousy…

'Why…'

As Haru speaks to him he leans his head closer; close enough to feel the air from Haru's words tingling against the shell of his ear. The raindrops overhead are making a monotonous, pleasurably numbing sound as they collide with the fabric from the umbrella.

He wondered if by pure dumb luck someone might liked him, too, enough to be willing to stay by his side as closely as Haru is at this moment. Someone—

His train of thought derails at the sound of wet gravel being crushed underfoot.

He lifts his eyes only to realize that he's getting wet, since Haru has stopped walking and stands about a few steps away.

He peers at Sousuke. His gaze is a mosaic of worry, curiosity, fondness…

"Wha— what…" Sousuke manages.

The same quiet ambience that seems to follow Haruka in every place he simply exists is straight up agonizing to him.

'Maybe he shouldn't get this close to him, now that he's got a boyfriend and all? Maybe he overstepped his personal space?'

But, Haru honestly, hasn't minded any of that and he isn't here to terrify him. Quite the contrary, actually; so he slowly lifts his hand and points with his index finger…

'… at Sousuke?'

"This is the way to the hospital, you mentioned. Just past the corner." He said and Sousuke's heart dropped for some reason.

'Behind him, then…'

"Ah, thanks." He replies and nods his head. Mentally noting the direction.

Haru looks intently at him and Sousuke thinks that this expression says he hopes he won't get lost again.

'Seriously?!'

"I'm heading that way." Haru says, finally, and makes a motion with his thumb directed on the opposite corner of the street. "Good luck with your results. It was nice seeing you."

"Yeah. You, too." He retorts, almost mechanically, before they part ways.

Sousuke makes a run for the hospital. The building is located just around the corner, as Haru said.

Reaching the entrance, he pulls to a stop in front of the open automatic doors that await him and looks at the direction Haruka mentioned.

He gets a glimpse of a pink polka-doted umbrella, quickly being devoured by the murk of the rainy evening, watching after it until he can't see anything at all anymore...

And with this, Sousuke reaffirms his resolve.

He is happy for Rin. Yes.

He is grateful for Haruka existing. Yes.

But he needs to, finally, look after himself.

And so, he takes a step forward, entering the hospital, with his head high and hope renewed.

'Wait— Pink… ?'

'Indeed, today's a weird day.'

~

Turning at the corner, Haruka folded the unsavory thing of an umbrella and tried to hide it under his armpit.

I didn't want to be seen holding this thing, but Makoto wouldn't let go until I had agreed to take his spare umbrella with me.

He knew better than to go to Makoto's first thing in he morning. But his friend had insisted that there was something he needed his help with.

Turns out it wasn't anything urgent in the least. He just needed to pack some books and clothes to send back at Iwatobi.

And like the smothering prick Makoto is, when he saw Harukas' clothes being lightly wet from the morning rain, he forced the umbrella that his little sister had picked out for him as a birthday present last year, on him. He even made him promise he'd use it!

'Stupid Makoto…'

Of course— Haruka hadn't verbally agreed to that, so he had planned to ignore Makoto.

But then… Sousuke was there.

I hadn't speak or meet Sousuke in a while, and now that Rin had gone back to Australia, I felt that there wouldn't be much drama to do so.

But to Harukas' surprise Sousuke looked good. He half expected him to be either bitter or grossed out — assuming he had heard the news — thus, he was getting prepared for an attack when he approached him.

However, for one glorious moment when Haruka tapped at his shoulder and he turned around — he saw— Haruka saw!

He saw crystal clear emeralds looking right at him and Haruka felt ashamed for thinking this way about Sousuke.

It wasn't because he found him breathtaking—

It wasn't because he felt like betraying Rin.

It was a pang in his heart, he never knew it would end.

But then in his panic, he offered Sousuke a ride under this offending thing.

'Again— stupid Makoto!'

Haruka didn't mentioned this earlier, but he was unsure if Sousuke accepted the offer, because he failed to notice the umbrellas' pattern from being too stunned or if he simply didn't care because this is how cool he really is.

In any case, rain had most definitely do the trick and brought them together.

I talked with Sousuke and realized that there wasn't anything to worry about.

The man looked calm. Sure. Secured in himself.

There was this one occasion that Sousuke leaned close to him to hear what he was saying, that Haruka felt a flush creeping on his cheeks but he chalked it up on being too self-conscious for holding that umbrella.

It wasn't because he could smell the rain on his hair—

Haru has arrived at the caffe he's meeting with Asahi and Nao-senpai.

t wasn't because he could feel his warmth on his side, either…

He flips his head in his trademark move to get rid of the excess water from his hair. Thankfully, it wasn't more than a run away from where he split up with Sousuke to come here.

And it most definitely… wasn't because he felt more at ease around him now, than he ever did with Rin.

He steps inside the shop.

His thoughts are left outside…

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A.N.: I'm no good with words. Sorry. And, whaa~ Hold on your pitchforks?! This is all Harukas’ fault, ok? I blame none other! Plus, let's just all marvel at the beautiful guy Sousuke is. He just wants a real friend. He doesn't even think of Haruka as a love interest, yet… 😚 So cute Sousuke-kun!

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Translation: “Ao no Exorcist” Chapter 92 Summary (SPOILERS!!!)

Well, that went quicker than I thought it would.  This chapter was pretty awesome, so that helps :)  As usual, if I have made mistakes or types, my bad...I’m writing this up as I read for the first time so that happens.  Spoilers, obviously.

Ao no Exorcist Chapter 92:

Title: “The End of the Snow” 1 (Keep in mind, “Snow” is part of Yukio’s name)

We see a group of people watching the Cyclops incident on tv and talking about it.  Some people don’t believe it, questioning whether the news is real and if the monster is CGI.  Some people insist that it’s real.  In someone’s house, we see a family discussing it.  The mom says “What a terrible way to start the New Year”.

Back in Kyoto, Yukio is still on the phone while everyone is discussing what happened.  Yukio hangs up and tells the Ex-wires to take the Shinkansen (bullet train) to Shinagawa then head to Ikebukuro.  He himself takes the key to go on ahead and join the fight.  He says “Excuse me” and then leaves.  Shima then says “As a spy, I also have spy activities” and uses HIS key to leave.  The rest of the group is miffed, but they leave on the shinkansen later.  On the train, Suguro tells Rin “Okumura, I have something to tell you”.  Rin says “Oh?” but then Suguro says “-not right here, right now…” which confuses Rin.  Sugaro thinks to himself “I have my hands full with this until morning…” and then asks if Rin could make some time for him tomorrow.  Sugaro then excuses himself and calls Lightning.  The other Ex-wires are looking at the news and at how many times it’s been retweeted (30,000 times, that’s a lot).  “…That many people can see demons…?” someone says, and there’s a video of someone fighting the cyclops…and it’s Shura.

Back at the scene of the fight, Shura has her sword and is giving out orders to send forward to the Jack Frost unit and to surround and shoot the cyclops.  They aim for the eye (of course), and Shura asks if they’ve heard from Lightning yet.  When someone replies that they haven’t, she gets angry and asks if there is magic that is effective against the cyclops.  Someone replies that they can only find records from around the 12th century.  It says “A God of Fire and Iron” “It seldom eats people” “Keep attacking its large eye which emits fire until it is crushed” “and the battlefield is burned down”

She replies that they can’t do that in the middle of such a city, and that they will turn it to ice.  Suddenly it opens its eye up and uses a laser beam type attack to destroy some buildings.  Shura tells everyone to stop shooting and evacuate.  There is chaos as people try to run away screaming (with some people of course still taking pictures on their phones).  Shura looks defeated as her subordinate says “The battlefield is burned down”.  She replies “and what do I do if I’m responsible for the battlefield?” since she doesn’t have magic.

Suddenly Lightning shows up, saying “I hadn’t heard about it emitting a beam!!!”  He remarks that it’s bigger than it looked on the news and Shura grabs him by the lapel and says “You’re late, you damned moron!  What were you doing!?”  He replies “I was hiding.  But I thought it was looking pretty bad, so I came to help.  Give me a little credit.”

He then performs a summoning spell for General Frost, a massive frozen pixie thing.  He says he’s borrowing General Frosts’ power, and tells her to draw her sword.  He splashes water on the sword (and her) and asks it to lend its power to Shura and her sword.  It possesses her sword and he says that she should be able to uses as much power as she wants.  She starts attacking it, and calls Lighting for reinforcements.  He tells the little Jack Frosts to do a suicide attack, and she takes out the Cyclops’ eye (with a moved called “Gara gara”).  Everyone is impressed and congratulate her.  Lightning asks her how it feels, and she thanks him for his help.  Someone says there’s another problem…that the cyclops’ beam destroyed the cenotaph in East Ikebukuro Park and that spirits and other stuff were gushing forth, and that they are requesting backup.  She asks Lightning to help, and he says “But I wanted to go back into hiding~”.  Later on, Lightning sees Yukio fighting the apparitions and says “Okumura-sensei, I’ll take a turn”.  Yukio doesn’t really acknowledge him, and he says “Sensei…it seems that you threatened my apprentice with a gun.”  There’s a really SCARY moment where they both looked wide eyed at each other (Yukio looks shocked, Lightning just looks scary) and Yukio says “Sugaro’s already talked to you”.  Lightning replies that he got a call earlier asking “Is it okay if I tell you the results of our investigation?”  He then says “Of course I refused.  What is it you would go so far to know?”  Yukio replies “Since you won’t tell me, then I have no obligation to answer.”  Lightning says “You want to know but don’t want anyone else to…what an egoist you are.”  Yukio walks off and says “I’ll lose to you”.   Lightning thinks about his call from Suguro- “For him to do such a thing, he must have a good reason.  If we tell him, we might be able to help…”  Out loud, Lightning says “Ryuuji really is a good person.”  As Yukio walks away, Lightning says “Only people who want to be helped can be helped.  He [Yukio] doesn’t want to be helped.”

Suddenly Shima pops out from behind a tree.  Lightning asks him if he’s keeping an eye on Yukio Okumura, and Shima says “by the way, can you please remove this ‘bell’ from around my neck?!  I am a spy for the Kishidan side!”  Shimas’s surprised when Lightning replies “okay, I’ll remove it…but it’s not ‘simple’…I want you to do something for me.”

Later Lightning notices someone coming towards him…Arch Knight Red Arm Oseora.  Lightning says “Ahh, you’ve already found me.  Hey, Oseora.”  Red Arm tells him that Dragresk took out a complaint against him for assault, and that he’s come to bring him in for questioning.  Lightning protests some and Red Arm orders his men to take him into custody.  Lightning starts struggling violently and ends up ramming into Yukio…and whispers “I also like sushi 0147Aaa” to him before Red Arm grabs Lightning and tells him to cut it out.  Lightning replies “Yes, sir.  I’m sorry, I won’t do it anymore” (very politely).  Just as they are taking Lightning away, the main group shows up just in time for Lightning to tell Ryuuji “I might not be back for a while, I trust you to write up the report.”

Back at the dorm cafeteria, Rin is making dinner for everyone while they watch tv about the incident earlier and Sugaro writes up his report.  Shiemi mentions that Yukio and Shima are late, and Rin replies (very dejectedly) “It can’t be helped.  Let’s eat.  We have to eat to stay healthy.”  Shiemi remarks that it’s snowing, and Rin says “I wonder if he’s getting something warm to eat.”

Back at the battlefield, the order to change shifts is given, and Yukio takes a break.  As he does, he realizes that he’s been given a USB key by Lightning.  He goes into the tent and asks if he can borrow a computer.  The login/password screen shows up and he types something in.  He thinks “With this…” as the chapter ends.

That’s it for this month.  Wow, this is getting really good and really messed up all at the same time.  I do hope we get more Rin in the next chapter, I feel like he’s been worried about Yukio for like 5 chapters in a row now.  Surely he’s going to try to do something about it soon.  Anyway, hope you enjoyed.  I’ll be back with more summaries and previews in the next few days.

[kawaiiwamine]

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👀 here we go

A♥️ - Who was the first person your muse ever fell in love with?

While Shuu had noticed people’s attractiveness before, the first person he ever actually crushed on was Kawara Ryuuji.

3♥️ - How would your muse react to a confession of love?

He’d be shocked, then either flatted or elated (depending on whether he reciprocates) but also a little dubious. He wouldn’t straight up call you a liar, but he would be a little bit like “Are you sure though?”

4♥️ - What are your muse’s thoughts on starting/raising a family?

Shuu likes the fantasy of Having A Family™ in the sense that it’s supposed to be a sign you have your life together. He definitely at least wants to get married. He’s not the kind of person who needs to have kids, but he’s not strictly opposed either. He’s incredibly nervous about the idea, but if you have enough confidence to make up for it and it’s important enough to you, you can probably convince him.

6♥️ - What sort of charity work has your muse done?

He has recurring donations for several charities of different kinds, enough to be a not insignificant part of his paycheck. He doesn’t live in an apartment as nice as he could technically afford and he doesn’t spend a lot on himself, so whatever is leftover after bills and savings is usually donated.

As for actual work, he’ll lend his time to just about anyone. Of course, health-related charities are closest to his heart.

8♥️ - How well does your muse perform in social situations?

Not always the best. He’s kind of an awkward ninny, and he knows it. He can actually have periods of confidence (and even... dare I say it... charisma) if he knows what he’s talking about really well. Otherwise, he’s not usually actively bad but if he starts tripping up, it will probably get worse before it gets better.

9♥️ - Has your muse ever had unrequited feelings for someone?

Oh, you betcha. Kawara Ryuuji being the most notable. Of course, Shuu never actually asked, so he assumes it was unrequited. But the sad thing is he probably wouldn’t have wanted his feelings to be returned because he wouldn’t want to be a homewrecker. Then again, that’s just what he would say now. Whether he would actually have that self-restraint in the moment is up for debate.

10♥️ - What was the last party or social event your muse went to?

A group of friends invited him with them to a party. It sounded like he was going to get laid but then everyone got fucked up on drugs and he got the hell out of dodge when they decided that throwing glassware at each other was the cool new sport.

Q♥️ - Who is someone special that your muse always thinks about?

Hitori, honestly. I know I’m HitoShuu trash but really, that guy just means so much to him.

K♥️ - Who does your muse look up to as a role model?

^^^

A♣️ - What’s your muse’s strongest talent?

He’s a smart cookie! He’s better at some subjects than others (math is his weakness, sorry Hitori) but if he puts enough effort in, he can pick things up pretty damn quick.

2♣️ - What topics of conversation does your muse enjoy the most?

If you start talking about microbiology you better be ready to be there all day because he will not stop.

3♣️ - How creative is your muse?

He doesn’t consider himself an artist at all. He’s not the kind of person “understands” art. And he doesn’t really have any artistic talent at all. But you do have to have some creativity to be an effective researcher, so don’t discredit him too much!

4♣️ - What does your muse have the most passion for?

He loves pretty much all sciences, but if I had to name just one field it would be toxicology.

5♣️ - What would your muse change about their current lifestyle?

He wants to be healthier, and he wants to try to be more in-tune with himself. Meaning that he wants to figure out what he wants because he’s not sure.

6♣️ - How do your muse’s “gut feelings” usually turn out?

He can be a little dense, so they’re not usually very helpful.

7♣️ - Has your muse ever felt “trapped”, either figuratively or literally?

The most trapped he’s ever felt was when he was in his bad depression. He was sure he’d never be able to get out of there.

Other than that, does bondage count?

8♣️ - What is your muse the most stubborn about?

That you’re a beautiful person who deserves to be happy.

9♣️ - What is your muse’s proudest accomplishment?

Well, he doesn’t like to brag, but getting hired for a job at a leading research facility at seven years old is a hell of an accomplishment.

10♣️ - When was the last time your muse took a vacation or trip?

You’re so funny.

J♣️ - Who does your muse trust the most?

Ding dong it’s Hitori again.

Q♣️ - Do other people consider your muse charming?

Some may consider his awkwardness to be endearing.

K♣️ - How important is integrity to your muse?

Extremely. Dishonesty is one thing that really bothers him.

A♦️ - What is the most important message your muse has ever received?

The one from the Hawk Party telling him they wanted to pull him out of school to work for them.

2♦️ - How important is money to your muse?

It’s nice to have, certainly, and he appreciates being able to splurge on himself once in a while. But he really just wants to be able to pay his bills.

3♦️ - How does your muse handle indecision?

He tries to think things through as logically and objectively as he can. He’ll even make a pro/con list if he has to.

4♦️ - Is your muse more of the patient or instant gratification type?

It depends. He’s usually pretty patient, unless it’s something like learning a new skill. Since he’s used to being so smart, he can get frustrated pretty quickly if he doesn’t pick something up quick enough. Intellectually he knows that he just needs to practice and that he can’t be a savant at everything he touches, but emotionally the feeling of being inept at something really upsets him.

5♦️ - How often does your muse change plans?

He prefers to put extra effort into a plan and then feel confident sticking with it than run on instinct and change shit up on the fly. But he’s not too much of a fool to know when changing plans is the right course of action.

6♦️ - Is your muse responsible with their money?

Yes, he takes it very seriously. He keeps careful track of all his bills and always sets a certain percentage into savings.

7♦️ - When was your muse the most down on their luck?

He considers his depression to be his low point obviously, but he would say that being born to real shitty parents and then almost getting blown up was a pretty unlucky way to start his life.

8♦️ - Has your muse ever received money or gifts from a mysterious benefactor?

He has found beans on his desk on Legumentine’s. A considerate gesture, or a secret admirer...? Who knows?

9♦️ - How much money does your muse spend on average?

I can’t find enough information to estimate a number for you unfortunately, but as far as luxuries go: he tends to spend little overall with small periods of splurging every so often. Not splurging as in buying a new car, but more like getting a few new shirts, or getting that cute skirt he saw in a window, or taking a trip to the bookstore.

 10♦️ - How financially successful is your muse?

Honestly? He’s not doing too bad. His apartment is small but nice, and as mentioned before he could actually probably afford an even better one if he cared to. And since he doesn’t spend a whole lot, he’s got a respectable amount in savings by now.

J♦️ - Who does your muse do the most business with?

Store-wise? Aside from the grocer, probably the bookstore.

Q♦️ - Has your muse ever been gossiped about or participated in gossip?

Shuu hates gossiping, but I’m sure he’s been the subject of it. Especially when he worked with Tohri, like are you kidding me? Every day with that nonsense. And who knows what kind of rumors the students come up with.

K♦️ - If your muse were to start their own business, what would it be?

Either a pharmacy or, considering he doesn’t bake nearly as often as he wishes he did, a cake shop.

2♠️ - How often does your muse wish to be left alone?

He is an introvert, so he’ll get tired and stressed if he goes too long without privacy. He’d like to get a good few hours to himself every day if possible. It still counts if he’s working.

3♠️ - Does your muse ever let anyone see them cry?

Shuu hates to cry in front of people, and even if it’s someone he trusts he’ll still feel bad about it. But he’s a sensitive baby, so...

5♠️ - Has your muse ever had to change their lifestyle in a major way?

The biggest change was when he lost his job at the Hawks. Once he was ready to start looking for a new job, he decided that it needed to be something he wouldn’t obsess over. He knew he needed to start having a life outside of work. That’s been one hell of a process.

6♠️ - Does your muse believe in fate/destiny?

He doesn’t really care either way. He’s just trying to get through the day.

7♠️ - What’s a hard truth that your muse has to learn/has learned?

Don’t assume that there’s alway going to be a “later”. Life hits you hard and fast.

8♠️ - What does your muse work the hardest for?

Figuring out how to be happy is his biggest challenge right now. Not that he’s always in the piss bucket and never has a day of levity in his life, but he’s still in the process of getting himself together, mentally.

9♠️ - Has your muse ever felt forced to change?

His parents instilled a lot of things in him. He might say it didn’t have an effect on him, but those are some of the most formative years of your life. His mother in particular definitely said and did a lot of things that shoved him into a mold (that he never would have fit in) of what he was supposed to be.

10♠️ - How does your muse cope with grief?

He doesn’t, not really. He bottles it up and hides it away when he’s around anyone else, and then has a breakdown when he’s alone. But he won’t want to be alone - chances are he’ll throw himself into work.

J♠️ - Who would your muse most likely end up in jail with?

He’d probably end up hanging out with the wrong crowd, feel pressured to stand by and get caught up as an accomplice.

Q♠️ - Does your muse manipulate others easily or are they easily manipulated?

If you know enough about him to know his buttons, it’s almost scary how pliable he is.

K♠️ - What is one thing your muse considers a grave injustice?

That more people don’t realize how biology is.