[Open Post] Momijigari (Maple leaf-viewing)
The days are getting colder and shorter, and when he hasn't been napping on the couch or reading Anne Rice novels, Tsuzuki has been at work raking leaves on the garden paths and the lawns.
He has to keep himself busy these days, as he can't let himself start brooding: that will only send his thoughts wandering back to what happened ten years ago in Kyoto, to the depression that he had sunk into, the murders that brought him and Hisoka to Kyoto, and the trap that Muraki had set for him. He tries not to think of how that fiend had kept finding ways to approach him, tries not to think of him pinning him to the floor in a back room of Kokakuro that one time Tsuzuki threw a punch at the bastard's face, then leaning in and murmuring a lubricid jest in his ear, "I'm of a mind to take you into the bedroom, just like this." Or when they sat across the aisle at a Noh performance, a play about a warrior fending off a demon that had attacked during an autumn leaf viewing party, and Muraki took this as an opportunity to reveal more to Tsuzuki about the shinigami's origins: "You are a monster, Mr. Tsuzuki".
He's decided to get his mind off these things, by having a small leaf viewing party of his own. It's not as impressive as the flower-viewing party he had in the spring, but he's stretched out on a blanket spread on the fading grass under the maple tree at the far end of the pond, looking up at the leaves, a large thermos of hot apple cider next to him, as well as a pumpkin pie cut into slices, and while he's got a slice on a plate for himself, he hasn't touched more than a few bites of it. If someone approaches him, he's likely to jolt a bit as he snaps out of these painful thoughts.
So... we have a melancholy shinigami who's in need of some cheering up, though he's likely to pretend that he isn't down in the dumps.
He has to keep himself busy these days, as he can't let himself start brooding: that will only send his thoughts wandering back to what happened ten years ago in Kyoto, to the depression that he had sunk into, the murders that brought him and Hisoka to Kyoto, and the trap that Muraki had set for him. He tries not to think of how that fiend had kept finding ways to approach him, tries not to think of him pinning him to the floor in a back room of Kokakuro that one time Tsuzuki threw a punch at the bastard's face, then leaning in and murmuring a lubricid jest in his ear, "I'm of a mind to take you into the bedroom, just like this." Or when they sat across the aisle at a Noh performance, a play about a warrior fending off a demon that had attacked during an autumn leaf viewing party, and Muraki took this as an opportunity to reveal more to Tsuzuki about the shinigami's origins: "You are a monster, Mr. Tsuzuki".
He's decided to get his mind off these things, by having a small leaf viewing party of his own. It's not as impressive as the flower-viewing party he had in the spring, but he's stretched out on a blanket spread on the fading grass under the maple tree at the far end of the pond, looking up at the leaves, a large thermos of hot apple cider next to him, as well as a pumpkin pie cut into slices, and while he's got a slice on a plate for himself, he hasn't touched more than a few bites of it. If someone approaches him, he's likely to jolt a bit as he snaps out of these painful thoughts.
So... we have a melancholy shinigami who's in need of some cheering up, though he's likely to pretend that he isn't down in the dumps.