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[kenspeck]

Haha, this is new.

[ He's calm, relaxed, with an undefinable smile on his face as his fingers move down to rest against the metal of his weapon.

He's not really doing anything, though, and there's nothing threatening in the motion. It's as casual and as open as everything else that he does tends to be, and it's like an instinct or a habit that

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[devastante]

You're late.

[kenspeck]

[ Well, there's something familiar. ]

Hey to you, too, Gokudera.

[devastante]

[ It's within the next instant that Gokudera reaches out for Yamamoto's collar, pulling him close. This is familiar, too.

And his words are just as threatening as they are playful. ]

I never really liked it when you're late.

[ He releases him now, eyes narrowed. ]

What the fuck took you so long?

[kenspeck]

[ Yup, this is definitely familiar.

Yamamoto lets Gokudera pull him close, and he smiles all the while, because he knows this. He knows it better than he knows a lot of things, and it was kind of like a ritual, wasn't it? A pattern, maybe, that never really got old. ]

Haha, did you miss me that much?

[ When Gokudera lets him go, he shifts back a step, studying the other with curious eyes, before looking away to throw a pointed glance around his surroundings. ]

I still don't even know what this is.

[infuocato]

[ He sees him before he hears what he has to say but as soon as Tsuna catches sight of that familiar figure, taller and still so reliable, he knows for sure- it's him, it's him for sure. ]

Yamamoto-!

[ And it's like- it's like relief and concern all at once, because he's still not sure, and there's that unspoken question in his eyes: Are you alright? ]

[kenspeck]

[ It's funny how much one person can remember, and that voice? Yeah, that was something that was kind of hard to forget, no matter the circumstances or the situation he got himself into, and for a brief second, Yamamoto's expression falls completely.

But it doesn't really fall in a negative way. It's just that, one second he was all smiles and sugar and sunshine, and the next, it's like he can't really focus because the last time he'd seen this Tsuna, he'd been hidden beneath the lid of his coffin. ]

-- Tsuna?

[ And his hand drops away from his katana completely, now, and that smile is shifting back into place, right where it should be, except it kind of means something now because.

Well, it's sincere. ]

Hey, it's good to see you.

[infuocato]

...Yeah, it's me.

[ And he doesn't miss that look on Yamamoto's face, how can he? ]

I'm alive. I'm twenty-one, I'm-

[ How do you put it, this feeling, into words? ]

I'm glad to see you too.

[reincarnare]

Maybe Hibari Kyouya is onto something.

[kenspeck]

[ Jeez. It's like one thing after the other.

Yamamoto doesn't pause, though; he just tilts his head and laughs. ]

Hibari?

[reincarnare]

Complaining about crowds, as usual.

[kenspeck]

That sounds like Hibari, yeah. So he's here, too?

[isfuckingnike]

You again.

[kenspeck]

Hey, Hibari.

[isfuckingnike]

Yamamoto Takeshi.

I was wondering when you would end up here as well.

[kenspeck]

It was only a matter of time, I guess.

[decimo_calandra]

Yamamoto Takeshi.

[kenspeck]

Haha, another one?

[decimo_calandra]

[ It's almost routine by now, to raise his hand and bring the Vongola Sky ring into the other's vision. Another herbivore. He tilts his head back, looking into Yamamoto's eyes. ]

No.

[ How mundane. ]

[kenspeck]

[ Yamamoto just stops.

His expression freezes, but his smile doesn't falter, and there's a long stretch of silence as he considers the ring on Hibari's finger.

He clucks his tongue, and his eyes might have narrowed for a second, there, and then he's just as pleasant again as he always is. ]

Huh. What do you know.