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 Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 8:04 pm
Yasuo stared at Ito, his guardian really needed to find a new hobby. Anything, but this.
"Ito..."
"SHHHH!!! Kid, it's them! It's them!!!"
Them being a couple and their child walking merrily not far from where Yasuo and the not-so-hidden Ito were at. Today, they were suppose to go shopping to buy presents. Unfortunately, Ito's year long obsession popped up with his usual bubblegum pink hair and bubbly personality (he's pretty sure if there was a colour to describe the other boy's personality it would be pink as well). It really shouldn't have ended this way, Ito glaring and stalking another pocky boy just because he blew Yasuo off.
Worst weather to be stalking anyone, honestly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 10:34 pm
Bubblegum pink hair bouncing as he skipped along, Ichigo was well, oblivious to the stalker meters behind him. "Oh! oh oh oh! Santa's going to be at the mall today! Look!" He pointed to a large, Christmas-colored sign. "Can we go? Can we can we can we?"
Tsubaki glanced at the glaring symbol of consumerism, she did want to go to the mall, but "We gotta take the groceries home first--"
Sparkling green eyes looked up at the two adults, "Can we pweeeeeeeease?"
"..."
"..."
"...He must of learned that from yo-OOF"
Ichigo cocked his head to one side at Kin's grunt, but any thoughts of investigating were quickly dispelled as his big sister kneeled down in front of him, blocking his view. "I know! How about Kin take the groceries home alone instead and the two of us go visit Santa?"
"Oi!"
Che. "Fine, we'll buy you a donut while we're there."
"No chance."
"Two?"
"What do you take me for?!"
Annnd there they go again. This will probably take a while, but Ichigo didn't mind--there were plenty of things to do and look at. Like... snow! And... snow! And... more snow! Hm. Snow was pretty cool the first few times, but there's only so much that you can do with snow alone. There's not a lot of people around either, probably because it's so cold out. Ichigo surveyed the white terrain again. The ground, benches, trees, bushes, and fountains were buried under a thick layer of white. Even the tops of the street lamps too!
Ichigo blinked. Then blinked again at the suspicious looking red head and small green figure hiding conspicuously behind the lamp post.
The bubblegum pink haired child lifted one hand up slowly, and waved.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 11:38 pm
Yasuo, in his short years of existence, sputtered in surprise.
"He saw us!" whispered Ito, who sputtered just as much as his ward.Indignant to see their nemesis wave at them with such enthusiasm.
"He saw us!" Yasuo responded back in horror, not quite feeling the same indignation as the older man. It was more of embarrassment to be seen with said-man who was inconspicuously crouching behind a lamp post. 'Oh kami, where's a rock to crawl under.' Yasuo prayed for his thought to become reality because he wasn't sure what to do next.
"Quick!" Hissed Ito, "wave back!"
"Uh... why-
"He's waving! How dare he wave at you when he left you and broke your heart by not ever conta-
"He didn'-
"And went on living like a jerk, he took advantage of my poor sweet Yasuo, oh Yasuo-
"Ito, stop that... you're being weird again...."
But his guardian stopped paying attention and started sobbing over how life was unfair to the innocent flower that was Yasuo. And if there was one thing, the green haired child learned, it was that Ito would always have a breakdown if things did not go well for Yasuo. An annoying trait that he wondered how fit Ito was to be a guardian. He realized his had unconsciously began to console his guardian and was slightly miffed.
'You didn't even explain why I'm suppose to wave back!!'
But he found himself waving back anyways, if only for the sobbing wreck that was his Guardian.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 12:54 am
Although he couldn't hear the duo nor understand what was happening under the street lamp ("Was that red-haired man crying?"), Ichigo lit up immediately when Yasuo begun waving back.
Naturally, Ichigo waved back with increased enthusiasm, grinning as he flailed both arms...
...and accidentally hitting his two adult companions (though they weren't acting like adults at the moment).
"Nee-chan, Kin-nii look! It's that boy I told you about! Yasuo-san! The green haired one! Can I go say hi? I can go say hi right? Let's go say hi!" He tugged at their hands, not noticing the pain he caused.
"Oh." Allowing herself to be pulled along, Tsubaki was a lot less enthused, "Him." Her icy gaze however, was directed at the crying mess of a red head and not the green child beside him. This wasn't the first time she's seen Ito hanging around, but she has since determined he was harmless (albeit annoying) so had decided it not worth the trouble to deal with him.
Though come to think of it, the red head had started appearing sometime after Ichigo went to that fair that one time, which was when Ichigo started talking and reminiscing about this mysterious Yasuo-san.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 1:47 pm
It was upon Yasuo's nature to endure harsher times with calm serenity, but at that moment he did what any child would do in this embarrassing situation. He freaked out. Grabbing the older man by the front of his coat, Yasuo shook Ito out of his misery. Or tried to.Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no.
It had been about a year, a full year and Yasuo wanted to see his new friend, but not. like. this!
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 12:48 am
Even though it's been a year since that one time they played together with no parental adult supervision, Ichigo was confident that there was no way he could have mistaken Yasuo's green hair and serene demeanor.
...Yasuo-san looked somewhat flustered at the moment though. And who is that weird crying guy?
But no matter, it was Yasuo, and Yasuo seems to remember him too! That was enough reason for Ichigo to approach the pair.
"Ya~su~oh~sa~~~~n! Long~ time~ no~ see~~~!!" (≧∇≦)ノ*
The mochi boy stopped short of pouncing Yasuo, remembering to respect other people's personal space. "I've wanted to see you!" the child blurted out, cheeks flushed pink with excitement and giddiness.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 5:57 pm
Both Yasuo and Ito gasped in unison at Ichigo's bold declaration. Red-faced, Yasuo let go of his hold on Ito's coat and stumbled back. An attempt to back away from the bright aura of cheerfulness the other boy was emitting.
'S-so bright!' He felt ashamed to assume Ichigo had forgotten him, but slightly pleased that it wasn't the case.
"I-Ichigo-san, hi!" He squeaked, then cringed over how silly he sounded.
Ito could only stare at the pocky boy who's name was similar to a fruit. His mind reeled back over past stalking occurrences and suddenly felt the overwhelming need to apologize to the boy who assuming the boy had neglected Yasuo and broke his poor tender yet manly heart. Ito restrained, for Yasuo's sake, he would not embarrass the boy anymore than he already had.
"Woah, Ichi-wan! That's Yasu-pon huh? Looking pretty cute in those buns of girliness." Came a snide remark, full of merry amusement and jostling humour. It was from the man in the red tuque.
Yasuo sputtered in indignation.
Ito cooed.
"Oooooooh! That's such a cute name for you Yasuo!"
Yasuo glared at Ito in full vehemence, but Ito wouldn't take it back. It really is a cute nickname.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 7:37 am
"Kin-nii!" Ichigo objected, "Yasuo-san is manly!" His name is! "Those buns do look good..." He mumbled, then again, Tsubaki-nee occasionally puts her hair up in buns, and his too while she was at it... "Oh! Right, excuse me!" the boy closed his eyes and allowed his excitement to settle, if only for a little bit.
"This is my big sister, Tsubakihime, and Masanori Kin, our uh," Ichigo paused, not completely sure of his and Tsubaki's relation to the man in the beanie, family friend? What did Tsubaki always call him... "Freeloader!" The boy beamed, proud to remember such an odd word (not that he understood what it meant). He continued and turned to Ito, finding nothing strange about his declaration, "And I'm Ezaki Ichigo! Nice to make your acquaintance!" He held out a mitten'ed hand toward the man, but found that Tsubaki had moved between the two of them.
Tsubaki, who had been scrutinizing Ito up until now smiled, addressing Yasuo, "Just call me Tsubaki. It's wonderful to finally meet you Yasuo-kun, is this your..." Father didn't seem right, but she decided to go with it anyway, "...Father?" Since she's come face-to-face with this stalker like this, Tsubaki supposed she would have to confront him about his actions and figure out just what he had been trying to do this past year.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 1:47 am
Yasuo tentatively touched his buns, feeling skeptical of their apparent appearance. What if his buns were made of steel? Like in that movie Ito made him watch, Terminator 2. Perhaps he would be a bit more masculine. He looked at Ichigo curiously, wondering what the boy was excited to say next.
Ichigo went on to introduce his companions, and his description of Masanori Kin was a bit... disturbing. "Freeloader?" Yasuo muttered underneath his breath, the situation became even more bizarre. Why would Ichigo and his pretty sister hang around with such a poor social figure. They were being used! Yasuo glared at Kin, who quirked an eyebrow in response. A smirk growing by each second on the older man, Yasuo knew he would not like this Kin fellow, not ever.
Ito took a moment to compose himself, not minding the dueling glare that his kid pocky was forcing the other older man. He took a quick glance at Kin, noting the man with the tattoo under his eye, looking away in boredom. It seems that Kin had a short attention span of sorts.
Yasuo lessened his glare at Kin and turned to bow to Tsubakihime. Cheeks fluttering into a red hue, he suddenly felt shy to have such attention upon by such a pretty woman.
Ito's lips pursed at her suggestion of his relations with Yasuo. Father.... Though that sounded pleasant to his ears, unfortunately Ito was aware of the walls Yasuo built up around himself. Ito would not dare risk hardening those walls by assuming what status he wanted with the boy. For the sake of his name, he would be patient. Though, that is not the case right now because Yasuo seemed to have lost his voice. He felt his heart swell with giddiness over Yasuo's first contact with the opposite sex. 'That's mah boy!' Came the prideful thought.
"Momotaro, Ito Momotaro is my name an' I am ah..." He paused, looking at Yasuo for confirmation, a quick glance was his answer.
"a guardian ta lil' Yasuo here ya see."
Yasuo nodded, a silent approval to Ito's words.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 7:59 am
Finding Tsubaki in the way and Yasuo's attention on her, Ichigo returned to the previous thought on his mind: possible manliness of hair in buns. He didn't get very far however, with the mittens he was wearing he could barely tell if he managed to grab his hair at all. The boy decided to try some other time and gave up. Maybe Yasuo-san would be willing to help him. He should ask when Tsubaki's done talking to him.
"Yasuo-san, would you be willing to help me tie my hair into buns like yours sometime? If it's not too troublesome?" Ichigo's hair was a bit of a tangled mess by now.
Tsubaki was slightly taken aback by Ito's accent, if only because she didn't expect it. This man seemed to keep on surprising her. He looked like a dangerous stalker, but was unexpectedly harmless. He seemed tough and gruff, but was crying unashamedly just moments ago. No matter. None of that quite explained why he was stalking them in the first place. Ito could still be dangerous.
She shot a look at Kin, signing with her eyes that "Hey, I'm going to grill this guy now." But then caught herself, wondering why she was trying to tell Kin. It's not like she needed nor expected him to back her up. It appeared that Ichigo was too busy catching up with Yasuo to pay attention to adults talk, and that was exactly what she wanted.
"Well, it's great to finally meet you face-to-face Ito-san," Tsubaki straightened up, compared to the smiling, kind, big sister feel she was giving off moments ago, the Tsubaki now meant Business. With a capital B. She may be short and look like a middle schooler, but the aura of authority she held herself with when she gets her yakuza on meant business could still bring the common man to his knees. "I couldn't help but notice, I seem to see you around a lot this past year. You wouldn't have been say, following us have you?" A little pause to see his reaction before she continued, "It didn't really bother me so I didn't think to bring it up, but now I'm curious, what exactly were you trying to do?"*
*((Last line may be cold or more eh, whatever, depending on Ito's reaction/take 8D ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 7:57 am
Momotaro opened it mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. Not a sound came out, which seems to aggicate the smaller woman because her next question felt it a bit too frosty for his liking. Not that he could muster the courage to demand why she was treating him so poorly, memories of his previous actions over the past year. 'Uh oh...'
He gulped down his worry (why was he even worried? She was a small and delicate girl! Yet his instincts said grab Yasuo and run like hell.) and replied. Though. somewhat cautiously.
I was... investigatinging... Ichigo... for my boy because..." He trailed off... and looked at Yasuo. The pocky boy looked ready to die of embarrassment from how red his face was.
"Uh..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 6:10 pm
Watching Ito closely with a trained eye, Tsubaki could tell this tall fellow was likely out of his wits. Mayyybe she came on too strong, but she really needed to make extra sure this fellow wasn't associated with the business (since he really didn't look dangerous anymore). She followed his line of sight, finding a beet red Yasuo and a somewhat confused Ichigo. Uh oh, he didn't notice me interrogating this guy did he?
"Yasuo-san, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Ichigo reached out one hand to check Yasuo's temperature, but realized his mitten would get in the way. Pulling the offending mitten off with his teeth (he always wanted to try that), the child placed his palm on Yasuo's forehead.
"..." Ichigo is going to grow up to be one of those innocently sinful play boys. Is it my fault? Did I not teach him well? Tsubaki suffered a moment of confusion, effectively breaking her yakuza business stance.
Well, at least Ito's honest, he basically admitted he was following them, and Yasuo looks like he wants to just dig a hole and bury himself, so the kid probably isn't stalker material either. Tsubaki sighed, breathing out a puff of white mist, "You were just looking out for your boy weren't you, making sure he wasn't getting tangled with the wrong crowd?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 8:58 am
Yasuo didn't mean to easedrop, but when Ito is being Ito... well Yasuo took it upon himself watch out for the older man. At the current moment, he was tuning out Ichigo to make sure the older man wasn't making a fool out of him-good grief!
Yasuo could feel his cheeks going red at the direction Ito was taking his confession. Mentally, the boy silently berated his owner for making the situation a lot more dramatic than it should be.
"Sure am!" Ito answered happily to Ichigo's older sister. Yasuo sighed over Ito's enthusiasm, it was so silly over how childish the older man was.
It was then that a small hand found it's way onto his forehead. Yasuo moved back, bewildered where the hand came from. He looked wildly at the owner of the random hand and realized it was from the pinkette. 'Oh... Right, Ichigo-san...' He grimaced at his memory, to have forgotten his new friend so soon brought shame to the green moussette.
"I'm..." Yasuo tried to recall Ichigo's earlier question and vaguely recalled it concerned his health. "I am fine, thank you for asking Ichigo-san...." He lowered his lashes, afraid to see Ichigo's current reaction because of his earlier reaction. His cheeks, forever red as a cherry. He doubt as long as Ichigo was around, they would fade away.
'He must be thinking how stupid or rude I am...' came the glum thoughts of embarrassment.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 5:29 pm
mmm Yasuo-san's skin is warm. Ichigo barely caught himself before accidentally inappropriately caressing Yasuo's cherry cheeks just because his hand was cold. "Mmmffm-" Realizing the mitt between his teeth was impeding his speech, Ichigo dropped the mitt he was biting on to reply, "That's good, you're really warm though, maybe it's from the cold?" the boy asked no one in particular while struggling to put his mitten back on. Seeing his struggle, Tsubaki took the mitt from the mochi boy and helped him re-bundle up, allowing Ichigo to turn his attention back to his green friend, who seemed a bit down.
Retying Ichigo's scarf and pulling out a few tangles of his bubblegum-pink hair, Tsubaki noticed that the boy seemed to be shivering though he tried his best to suppress it. It was obvious the mochi child wanted to catch up more with his long-lost friend but they still had groceries! Thanks to the snow there was no worry that the food would go bad at least. She eyed Kin, re-evaluating the possibility of making him carry everything home by himself, but even on the off-chance he agreed they still shouldn't stand around outside in the snow.
"So where were you two going?" Ichigo beamed, hoping to lift Yasuo's mood with a smile; seeing someone else smile always helps Ichigo feel better so maybe, hopefully, the same would apply. The gods know how happy he is to be able to run into Yasuo-san again, Ichigo could only dare to hope the feeling was reciprocated.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 9:31 pm
Ito looke highly scandelized at chummy the pinkette was around Yasuo. He felt torned between allowing the pure lily that is Yasuo, hanging out with such a... a...
WOW, THAT KID IS INCREDIBLY BOLD WITH HIS WORDS!
"That's just! I mean! Ichigo-san you should not be touching people so suddenly!" Squawked Yasuo, flustered from head to toe as he tried to look ANYWHERE but his overly charming friend who seemed to lack personal boundaries.
...Or, Ito contemplated vigorously, keep Yasuo in a a high tower and away from the kid version of Don Juan.
...
However, it wasn't often Ito could witness his ward to be so expressive (tormented yet happy... Ito dreaded to think that it was only the Ichigo-boy that could bring such a rise out of Yasuo). It wasn't often Yasuo would be so open with his emotions (other than nagging him about his conduct of parenthood...), and somehow Ito didn't want Yasuo to go back to being quiet and dutiful...
Even if Ito didn't approve of the mochi kid that much.
Just maybe, this friendship could help Yasuo grow into a stronger man. Grudgingly, Ito accepted the cards heaven dealt him with and watched the two boys interact.
Yasuo looked at Ito, then at Ichigo and then back, he looked slightly unsure how he should respond. It would be weird admitting that he was probably going where Ichigo was going... because his guardian was a crazed stalker with questionable motives.
He opted for the truth... kinda.
"I'll probably go where you're going... if that is okay..."
Yasuo looked down and shyly shuffled his feet, a million thoughts passed. Many were self-scolds over his poor choice of words and how unmanly that was. 'I'll probably go where you're going?? What does that even meeaaaaannnnn???!?!?! He probably thinks you're a deficient pocky boy with poor social skills and stupid hair!'
He scrunched up his face at his inner thoughts.
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