zerotohiro | Some Legends Are Told, Some Turn To Dust Or To Gold [CEREALIA INBOX]

I was not! Quit exaggerating. [But judging by the fact he's starting to blush slightly both of those are definitely true.] ...just don't tell Ruby, okay?

[...........]

What.

I'll keep that in mind. [Still useful.] If you could get me some notes as soon as you can, I'd really appreciate it. We'll go from there.

It's a good cover, since they're never in one place for too long.

[ NOT JUST A CIRCUS BUT A TRAVELING ONE ]

Before I got here, I was the target for the knife thrower. She's really quite good.

Got it. I'll talk to you again soon.

Trust me. I know exactly how much people underestimate kids. You've gotta teach me that trick. I'm not as great as it as I want to be at reading people. If I were, I could probably be a little better at my job. [But that's not what this conversation's about.]

What'd he finally say to convince you guys to go for it?

What? [What the actual fuck, Trowa.] Why a knife thrower? Why a circus? There're other things that can count as cover aren't there?

[ SURPRISE...... ]

She needed a target and I'm not afraid of much anymore. It was a good match. [ Of course there's more reasoning behind that but– ] The last place anyone is going to think to look for a rebel pilot is a circus. I couldn't do anything with stability or within military ranks. Admittedly, the pay isn't so bad.

You think they'd learn by now.

It takes time and patience. I'll show you, though. Once you get the hang of it, it becomes second nature.

Circumstances dictated we put our heads together more than he did. We're still pretty divided. After Heero detonated, I haven't gotten any mission missives. That was almost a month ago where I'm from.

[ Yu, on the other hand, is pretty much exactly on time. He'd started to get some things together once it was clear the conversation was heading towards a meet up, but it was only once he had time to put his CereVice down that he actually went to go get changed and head out of the apartment.

Hiro won't be disappointed. He'll spot Yu coming - that silver hair is pretty distinctive - and notice, too, that the (much) taller boy seems to have a bag hanging off his arm. Yu has a quiet smile on his face as he approaches the bench Hiro's seated on. ]

Sorry to keep you waiting.

[ He knows he's not late, but he also knows Hiro got here early. ]

I brought something for us. Have you eaten today?

It's okay. [Even at his worst Hiro's curiosity is excessive and he gives the bag a short glance before looking up at Yu. He's not really sure how to answer the question and instead there's a half-smile to go with it.]

And no. Lemme guess...that's what's in the bag? [He scoots over on the bench, compacting himself into a small Hiro-package. The thought of food isn't exactly appealing, but the least he can do is be polite since Yu took time to come out here and meet up with him.]

[ His smile widens a little, and he takes the now-available seat. Then he'll reach into his bag and pull out a clear plastic container with a bunch of... ]

Onigiri. I wasn't feeling up to very much yesterday, so I made some to pass the time. I thought I'd bring a few with me for us to share. Sorry they're not fresh...

[ He sounds a little apologetic. They're better freshly made; this is more like getting them from a convenience store. Still, he knows how Hiro is, and isn't surprised to hear his friend hasn't at all eaten today. Onigiri were about all he could stomach while he was hungover, and they make a pretty mild food, at least. ]

[He blatantly stares for a moment, not sure if he wants to laugh or cry at what he's looking at. It's so simple that it's actually sort of funny to picture a hungover Yu shuffling around making them, but they remind him of home and sort of make him homesick. Of course, home's it's own clusterfuck of a topic but instead of bothering to sort through all of that he forces his features into a lopsided grin, even finally going with a small laugh.]

Dude, don't worry about it...thanks. [He doesn't move, but he's definitely fixated on the container so he doesn't have to look at Yu.] I used to buy onigiri from this store down the street from Lucky Cat when they were out of gummy bears, but it's been a while. [One of these things is not like the other.

There's a pause as he thinks of where this conversation's going and soon he peeks up at Yu from under his bangs.] So, how bad did you feel when you woke up yesterday?

[ He does notice that Hiro doesn't take it from him. After a moment, he'll simply set it on the bench between them. if he needs to return it to its bag, that's alright. ]

You should eat, if you haven't. I promise I'm not a terrible cook. [ His eyes are warm with his amusement.

At least, until Hiro asks him that question, and he grimaces a little. Perhaps a bit more than he would usually, for comical effect. ]

I've never been hungover before. I had no idea what I was in for. I thought the headache would go away quickly... I was wrong. [ He sighs. ]

[He knows. He's still eyeing the container even if there's a soft snort of response.] I never thought you were. I'll eat in a little bit. I'm not really hungry.

[He leans back on the bench, finding it hard to really relax but still allowing himself to grin at Yu's response.] Too bad one of your Persona couldn't heal you from that. But in the end, was it worth it? Everything from prom and everything that came from you being drunk and everything after.

[There. Might be a specific reason he's asking.]

My lips are sealed. Ruby never told me what kind of talk she had with Naoki, either.

[Naoki smiles at that.] I won't tell her either. Sometimes you wanna look cool in front of who you like, huh?

[NAOKI'S MORE OR LESS GIVEN UP ON THAT BUT YOU KEEP DOING YOUR BEST, HIRO]

[TROWA BARTON YOU ABSOLUTE SHIT.]

I can't even come up with a good argument for that. The last place anybody would look is a circus. [There's a pause.] So wait does that mean if I threw sharp objects at you you'd know how to dodge them? [After the initial shock? Now it's just actually funny.]

I'm almost glad they didn't, that's how I earned a lot of money to keep upgrading my tech. And anyway you say that like I don't have SOME patience already. I can learn. I'm a fast learner.

[Yes he's unaware of the irony of "fast" and "patient" in that sentence.]

Heero sort of told me the same thing in less basic terms. Does that worry you?

Well don't tell her that either. [So yes. He absolutely wants to look cool in front of her because he's 14 and awkward and Ruby's the greatest.] Can I ask you guys a question though? [He turns serious suddenly.]

It gets...easier, doesn't it? Like less weird to think about the longer you keep doing stuff like this.

Oh, yeah. I mean, I never thought it was weird when we started dating, but Naoki was pretty shy and awkward at first.

[ It was adorable, though. ]

Thanks, Yang, that's just what I want everyone to know.

[HIS REP. His cool rep... Just kidding. He doesn't have a cool rep once somebody gets to know him. Naoki mock-sighs, one hand on his hip, but says:] Like Yang said--it wasn't weird, it just took getting used to. You get more comfortable with each other.

Then, before you know it, it just feels natural.

[There's a look toward Naoki that almost says something akin to "it was sort of obvious", but that's only because of a conversation or two he's had with Ruby. Still, the advice is solid even if he's unsure and he scrubs a hand over his face.]

As long as she still likes me while we're figuring it out, I guess I can handle that. [He peers at them between his fingers.] Maybe I should just be glad I didn't have to fight you two so I could date her.

[ Yang just... sort of makes a face at the mention of "fight". Maybe she's reliving the talk with Naoki's demons. ]

Yeah, uh... I thought about it, but I'm pretty sure Ruby would be mad if we took it that far.

[Should've never asked for their advice, Yang. Demon advice is worst advice.]

You thought about that, Yang? [HE NEVER HEARD THIS.] Anyway, I wouldn't have wanted to make you fight me, Hiro.

[He's very well aware of his own, uh, overpowered state.]

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