[Honestly, the two of them probably keep running until they can't run anymore, egging each other on with the fear of what they left in ruins behind them.
Sasuke collapses in the middle of the street of the neighborhood, resting on his knees and his palms, gasping for breath, until he hears the grating voice yell at them from several yards off.
He lifts his head, but is too out of breath to talk!! So he just--looks down. THE BRA. He swipes it like an angry cat, sending it flying into the middle of the road.]
[ well when sasuke goes down, taka just stumbles?? he manages to catch himself, but he starts looking wildly around as if he expected that sasuke was taken down by something instead of just falling on his own
it's just senri though
so he just fucking. goes to grab at sasuke's head. ]
[he's so aggravated with you both but also he's not out of breath or terrified, so he's just going to grab taka's arm before he tries to book it again]
[ after senri's performance and the following discussion, and everyone has went their own ways, senri will be approached by two emos who both have their hands behind their backs.
takaomi nudges sasuke forward, like he's telling him it's okay, before walking forward and presenting six red roses to senri. he seems embarrassed? like he can't quite look at senri's face, and his face is red, so he decides to just look over at sasuke instead.
[Sasuke seems... not exactly shy so much as uncertain. He staggers carefully forward when nudged.
When Taka reveals the roses, Sasuke brings his hands out from behind him to reveal six of his own. But he won't look Senri in the face after the initial glance of admiration. He also just... looks at Taka.]
senri pauses at that - and he can't help but smile. dammit. this is the worst, gayest thing that he's ever seen and he absolutely loves it. his heart melts in his chest while simultaneously doing a bunch of obnoxious little flips and he's laughing but it manages to be the fondest sound in the world
he takes all dozen roses into his arms and buries his face in them for a second, as if that will obscure the fact that he's absolutely red up to his ears]
[It's way later in the night, probably, after everything. He's told both of them to meet him in the game room.
When they enter, he's playing Kingdom Hearts, and he's trying to beat Aqua with Riku, but... the game is paused, and his quivering hands finally put the controller down at the joining of his crossed legs. He can't really hold it anymore. The pain is getting worse.
But they'll notice something else. On the billiard table nearby are several things: a gift basket full of decadent snacks and pampering items like lotions and perfumes; an electric guitar with an amp and an aux cord.
senri will wander closer, and immediately pick up the basket of snacks. he brings them over to sasuke, and picks up a bag of chips. he'll open them up and pick one to hold out to sasuke]
Getting used to modern stuff, right? Because you'll meet us back in Tokyo?
[his heart aches in his chest. his eye is still red from all the crying he's done. but he wears a smile, perfect and pristine as ever]
[ he is not sure how many times he can be surprised in one night and yet
taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
[Taka is a detective, so he can probably tell the guitar looks similar to the ones found in the east wing music room. It sounds nice, though.]
Takaomi was right. It was the bookstore.
[As if that explains everything.
His eye shifts to the basket and then Senri, then the chips, the one offered. He reaches up to take it, but doesn't answer in favor of putting it into his mouth to eat quietly for a few moments.]
[Later in the evening, like Sasuke said would be the case, Senri gets a visit. Except... this time, Sasuke isn't alone. He's with Taka.
The two of them are together, each with what looks like a paper shopping bag, a to-go parfait, and both with... sukajan jackets???
The fronts look relatively plain for the most part, but the backs are where the magic happens. Sasuke's jacket is black and gray (figures); the backside has a silver serpent curling up through the ribs of a skeleton's torso, surrounded by purple blossoms. Taka's jacket is burgundy and gold; the backside is a lion prowling through bamboo reeds with the peak of a mountain in front of a red sun in the distance, the sky littered with white stars.
Sasuke seems to be wearing eyeliner again. Hm. But anyway, here they are.]
[senri glances up from where he was looking at his phone and - considering that he seemed stressed a second earlier, this is honestly a pretty welcome sight?? he blinks in confusion but also he's definitely appraising what he's looking at because what the fuck?
hm.
he'll get up so that he can take the shopping bag and also give taka a quick hello kiss:] You look good.
[and over to sasuke] Both of you do.
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Are we going to keep pretending that you're besties that hang everyday?
[Damn, thanks for just doxxing him immediately, wtf. He keeps his eye down until the question.] Don't get ahead of yourself. [Taka's shopping bag has a matching sakujan jacket. This one, though, is pink and white. The back has a cherry blossom tree exploding with petals. Around the bottom are several small, plump white rabbits. Guess they are now the Snake, the Lion, and the Rabbit.
After a moment, Sasuke shifts to pull something out of his pocket and hand to Senri, too. Four instant photos. The first one is Sasuke and Taka--they're taking a selfie. Unfortunately, neither of them are smiling because... it's them. They're dressed in the same clothes minus the jackets which are now in Sasuke's own shopping bag with Ray's camera.
The second photo is of two shops on the shopping floor of the hotel; a clothing store Senri can make out where the jackets came from and, beside it, a novelty shop. The third photo is of Taka standing by the elevator, mostly from the back, him in the lion jacket. The last photo is snapped out of a ceiling-to-floor window; the view is a static one of Paris, not too high up off the street being on the second floor only.]
[ he glances over at sasuke and is trying very, very hard not to roll his eyes. instead, he just starts to eat his parfait. ]
He asked me out on a date yesterday.
[ "friend date," actually, but takaomi seems to want to give sasuke a hard time about this considering he knows that he's going to try to keep his involvement in all this as minimal as possible. ]
[Tuesday night, Senri nor Taka will be able to find Sasuke. He's hiding and, wherever it is, it's a good spot. He doesn't come for any gaming, and he doesn't hunt them out.
Wednesday evening, though, he's already in the gaming room when they come in. He's leaned against the billiard table, feet crossed at the ankles, one arm tucked under and elbow, the other holding up something. His head is down--he's looking over whatever is in his hand, studying it, face incredibly soft.
Though it fades once they're there, and he raises his head to look at them over the square paper for a moment or two. Slowly, he turns it around so they can see it.
It's a photograph of a very grumpy, but familiar-looking boy; a happy, pink-haired girl; an irritated yellow-haired boy with three whisker indentions; and a man standing behind them with one eye covered by a headband.]
He was angry he had to take a photo with me, and I was angry I had to take a photo with him. I didn't want to be seen in one with a loser.
[He keeps it held up so they can see, but they can take it if they wanted to look closer.]
Sakura was just glad to be in a photo with me, but... Naruto liked her, so he was just glad to be in a photo with her. She asked Kakashi-sensei if he could be left out.
week 2, sunday, unfortunately
hence why he's going to book it after them both into east wing, so unfathomably pissed off]
Were you on fire?! Why is there smoke?! Whose bra is that?! Why are you suddenly a megane?!
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Sasuke collapses in the middle of the street of the neighborhood, resting on his knees and his palms, gasping for breath, until he hears the grating voice yell at them from several yards off.
He lifts his head, but is too out of breath to talk!! So he just--looks down. THE BRA. He swipes it like an angry cat, sending it flying into the middle of the road.]
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it's just senri though
so he just fucking. goes to grab at sasuke's head. ]
Come on!
[ HE IS TERRIFIED ]
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[he's so aggravated with you both but also he's not out of breath or terrified, so he's just going to grab taka's arm before he tries to book it again]
Both of you - hellooooo?! I asked you questions!
[like a lot of 'em in real quick succession]
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So he jostles Takaomi's hand by shoving.] Get off me. [He at least rolls up to his feet, raising a knee so he can rest a hand on it.]
Would you shut up?! This doesn't concern you! Get out of here!
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week 6, thursday, 1/2
takaomi nudges sasuke forward, like he's telling him it's okay, before walking forward and presenting six red roses to senri. he seems embarrassed? like he can't quite look at senri's face, and his face is red, so he decides to just look over at sasuke instead.
wow. wonder what sasuke has. ]
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When Taka reveals the roses, Sasuke brings his hands out from behind him to reveal six of his own. But he won't look Senri in the face after the initial glance of admiration. He also just... looks at Taka.]
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senri pauses at that - and he can't help but smile. dammit. this is the worst, gayest thing that he's ever seen and he absolutely loves it. his heart melts in his chest while simultaneously doing a bunch of obnoxious little flips and he's laughing but it manages to be the fondest sound in the world
he takes all dozen roses into his arms and buries his face in them for a second, as if that will obscure the fact that he's absolutely red up to his ears]
... thanks.
Idiots.
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[ he finally manages to look away from sasuke to glance at senri. oh, he's happy. of course he is, but it still tugs at his heart a bit. ]
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[He looks between the two of them, and then he turns around to leave as quickly as he can.]
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w6, post trial
When they enter, he's playing Kingdom Hearts, and he's trying to beat Aqua with Riku, but... the game is paused, and his quivering hands finally put the controller down at the joining of his crossed legs. He can't really hold it anymore. The pain is getting worse.
But they'll notice something else. On the billiard table nearby are several things: a gift basket full of decadent snacks and pampering items like lotions and perfumes; an electric guitar with an amp and an aux cord.
He doesn't look up.]
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stupid moron.
senri will wander closer, and immediately pick up the basket of snacks. he brings them over to sasuke, and picks up a bag of chips. he'll open them up and pick one to hold out to sasuke]
Getting used to modern stuff, right? Because you'll meet us back in Tokyo?
[his heart aches in his chest. his eye is still red from all the crying he's done. but he wears a smile, perfect and pristine as ever]
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taka just. slowly walks over to the guitar and runs a hand along it, his brow furrowed. he doesn't say anything for a while and instead just plucks at the strings to hear how they sound. ]
Mm...
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Takaomi was right. It was the bookstore.
[As if that explains everything.
His eye shifts to the basket and then Senri, then the chips, the one offered. He reaches up to take it, but doesn't answer in favor of putting it into his mouth to eat quietly for a few moments.]
I don't know if I need to be in the way.
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and then back at sasuke]
... what makes you think you would be?
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The two of them are together, each with what looks like a paper shopping bag, a to-go parfait, and both with... sukajan jackets???
The fronts look relatively plain for the most part, but the backs are where the magic happens. Sasuke's jacket is black and gray (figures); the backside has a silver serpent curling up through the ribs of a skeleton's torso, surrounded by purple blossoms. Taka's jacket is burgundy and gold; the backside is a lion prowling through bamboo reeds with the peak of a mountain in front of a red sun in the distance, the sky littered with white stars.
Sasuke seems to be wearing eyeliner again. Hm. But anyway, here they are.]
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[ it's said casually, like this is a normal occurrence that happens every day.
he holds the shopping bag out to senri. ]
Sasuke picked it out.
[ it took approximately ten seconds for him to doxx sasuke. ]
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hm.
he'll get up so that he can take the shopping bag and also give taka a quick hello kiss:] You look good.
[and over to sasuke] Both of you do.
[ . . . ]
Are we going to keep pretending that you're besties that hang everyday?
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[Damn, thanks for just doxxing him immediately, wtf. He keeps his eye down until the question.] Don't get ahead of yourself. [Taka's shopping bag has a matching sakujan jacket. This one, though, is pink and white. The back has a cherry blossom tree exploding with petals. Around the bottom are several small, plump white rabbits. Guess they are now the Snake, the Lion, and the Rabbit.
After a moment, Sasuke shifts to pull something out of his pocket and hand to Senri, too. Four instant photos. The first one is Sasuke and Taka--they're taking a selfie. Unfortunately, neither of them are smiling because... it's them. They're dressed in the same clothes minus the jackets which are now in Sasuke's own shopping bag with Ray's camera.
The second photo is of two shops on the shopping floor of the hotel; a clothing store Senri can make out where the jackets came from and, beside it, a novelty shop. The third photo is of Taka standing by the elevator, mostly from the back, him in the lion jacket. The last photo is snapped out of a ceiling-to-floor window; the view is a static one of Paris, not too high up off the street being on the second floor only.]
Proof.
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He asked me out on a date yesterday.
[ "friend date," actually, but takaomi seems to want to give sasuke a hard time about this considering he knows that he's going to try to keep his involvement in all this as minimal as possible. ]
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w7, wednesday
Wednesday evening, though, he's already in the gaming room when they come in. He's leaned against the billiard table, feet crossed at the ankles, one arm tucked under and elbow, the other holding up something. His head is down--he's looking over whatever is in his hand, studying it, face incredibly soft.
Though it fades once they're there, and he raises his head to look at them over the square paper for a moment or two. Slowly, he turns it around so they can see it.
It's a photograph of a very grumpy, but familiar-looking boy; a happy, pink-haired girl; an irritated yellow-haired boy with three whisker indentions; and a man standing behind them with one eye covered by a headband.]
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senri stares for a moment before wandering over closer to peer at the photograph]
Naruto-kun and Sakura-san and - aaahhh, look at your face!! You look just like Ray-kun!!
[hE LOVES THIS]
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[ he was not expecting to see this picture so soon. ]
Naruto looks like he ate a bad lunch.
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[He keeps it held up so they can see, but they can take it if they wanted to look closer.]
Sakura was just glad to be in a photo with me, but... Naruto liked her, so he was just glad to be in a photo with her. She asked Kakashi-sensei if he could be left out.
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Love triangle... I knew it.
[THIS IS VERY IRONIC GIVEN THE PEOPLE HE IS WITH AND YET]
Kakashi-sensei's the other guy? Do ninjas have like - instructors? Is he even cooler than you?
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