Yeah, you're so jaded

[candleinastorm]

Characters: Spitfire and Kazu. Now with 60% more homo Sano!
Location: Sano's room at Casualty comm
Rating: pg13 for Kazu's language and general flamingness
Time: After this sometime in the evening
Description: A meeting between King and heir that's been a long time coming/Kazu is going to be so emotionally traumatized

Comments

[untilitburns]

[... Suddenly Spitfire is a little regretful for his own habit of arriving unannounced. He knows Kazu can't see his face, the back of the couch faces the door after all, but unless Kazu's come into acquaintance with a good number of redheads within his few weeks in the city, Spit doubted he'd be able to keep his personal promise of giving Kazu time and space.]

[Then again, perhaps it had been enough time.]

I'm afraid he isn't home at the moment.

[candleinastorm]

Then who the hell are--

[the words were out automatically, unthinking before Kazu's brain had processed the scene in front of him. That voice but mostly that hair, so fucking unmistakable. As the pieces slotted into place his sentence trailed off into silence. He couldn't seem to pull necessary breath past the sudden constriction in his chest]

[untilitburns]

[ Glances over his shoulder, finally seeing Kazu face-to-face. ]

I hope you haven't forgotten about me already, Kazu-kun.

[candleinastorm]

[it's kind of hard to forget someone training you via magical AI and also dying repeatedly in your nightmares]

... No.

I don't... Should I leave? [because Spitfire's here. And he's been here, Kazu's certain, now. Which means he's been avoiding Kazu for a reason]

[untilitburns]

[ A pause then a small shake of his head and a gesture to the chair next to him. ]

No, I think it's about time we've talked.

[candleinastorm]

[there's a definite lag between between the gesture and when Kazu actually moves]

[god, where is his beanie]

[untilitburns]

[ There are possibly rules about drinking in this city that Spitfire's never much paid attention to, which is why he's pouring Kazu a glass of the wine he's drinking, giving the other a moment (or few) to collect himself. ]

You look as if you've seen a ghost.

[candleinastorm]

More like a zombie.

[he takes a sip and makes a face, but he also realizes it's alcohol promptly swallows half the glass with a grimace]

[untilitburns]

I think I look pretty well for a zombie.

[ Would get Kazu a glass of water, but he does have the feeling he shouldn't get up anytime soon. ]

[candleinastorm]

Yeah. Considering. [You died in a fire. Kazu has the sudden urge to hurl, but suppresses it with more wine, pouring it down his throat until the glass is empty]

So--this is for real, right? You're alive.

[untilitburns]

[ Kazu's taking this relatively better than Spitfire had imagined, thankfully. ]

As alive as Sano-kun, at any rate.

[candleinastorm]

[Probably because he has not yet even begun to freak out. He reaches for the wine bottle and almost knocks it over twice before he gets a grip on it, but then ends up dropping the bottle before he can pour it]

--Shit!

[and he springs up like a gazelle, bolting to the kitchen for a wash rag or something to clean the spill with]

[untilitburns]

[ Tracking Kazu's movements from his spot on the couch. ]

Perhaps one glass was one too many.

[candleinastorm]

[comes back with a roll of papers towels and proceeds to USE ALL OF THEM while babbling]

Fuck, I'm sorry, it slipped, there must have been condensation or something on the bottle--[BLOT BLOT Jesus Sano is gonna kill me]

[untilitburns]

[ Picking up the bottle. ]

Don't worry about it Kazu-kun. It's not what's important.

[candleinastorm]

[ignores]

It's gonna be important when Aeon's taking it out on my body!