partners! [COMPLETE]
Characters: Yosuke Hanamura and Souji Seta.
Location: Somewhere near the hospital. Kind of. Vaguely. (Yosuke doesn't have any idea where he is.)
Rating: PG-13? Max? Uh idk.
Time: Shortly after he arrived. July 15.
Description: Souji is tracking down the lost puppy Yosuke.
Yosuke was tired. And also lost, which just made things worse. Pulling his knees up to his chest, Yosuke buried his face, wishing he could disappear against the wall of the building he was currently up against. He had no idea where he was, and even knowing Souji was coming to find him was little consolation. He didn't want to have to stop a war. It had only been a few weeks since they had fought Izanami and Souji left, and-- well, to be honest, Yosuke was still trying to cope. It was taking a lot of effort not to just sit in his room and sulk, and now he was in a place called Death City caught up in some weird war with magic and Adachi was here and--
Really, it was more than he could take.
Sighing heavily, he peered up at the sky again, shielding his eyes. Even through the fog he could see that weird sun, and Yosuke made a face. Stupid sun. Stupid weird city. Stupid life. Yosuke was fairly sure the world just plain hated him at this point. Sighing--again--he buried his face in his arms again, and tried really, really hard to pretend everything wasn't real. Maybe if he wished hard enough he'd go back home.
Location: Somewhere near the hospital. Kind of. Vaguely. (Yosuke doesn't have any idea where he is.)
Rating: PG-13? Max? Uh idk.
Time: Shortly after he arrived. July 15.
Description: Souji is tracking down the lost puppy Yosuke.
Yosuke was tired. And also lost, which just made things worse. Pulling his knees up to his chest, Yosuke buried his face, wishing he could disappear against the wall of the building he was currently up against. He had no idea where he was, and even knowing Souji was coming to find him was little consolation. He didn't want to have to stop a war. It had only been a few weeks since they had fought Izanami and Souji left, and-- well, to be honest, Yosuke was still trying to cope. It was taking a lot of effort not to just sit in his room and sulk, and now he was in a place called Death City caught up in some weird war with magic and Adachi was here and--
Really, it was more than he could take.
Sighing heavily, he peered up at the sky again, shielding his eyes. Even through the fog he could see that weird sun, and Yosuke made a face. Stupid sun. Stupid weird city. Stupid life. Yosuke was fairly sure the world just plain hated him at this point. Sighing--again--he buried his face in his arms again, and tried really, really hard to pretend everything wasn't real. Maybe if he wished hard enough he'd go back home.