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[Log | week 15 Day 7] reunions

Dec 13, 2010 18:43

Who: Gokudera Hayato, Sawada Tsunayoshi & Yamamoto Takeshi (Feel free to join in Reborn!)
Status: Closed, open for Reborn
Style: Third person
Where: Yomisato, a certain unnamed bar
When: Early-ish morning, Week 15, Day 7
Rating: Uh... PG for Gokudera's potty mouth, I suppose.
Warnings: At least language, I assume.
Summary: Just a meeting. This is ( Read more... )

~yamamoto takeshi, ~sawada tsunayoshi, *closed, !log, ~gokudera hayato

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rainandsushi December 13 2010, 17:33:54 UTC

But that's the thing with both Yamamoto and Gokudera. There is almost never the need for words, not the kind people expect to hear at least. Instead, Yamamoto's question and solution to the weight that had settled between Gokudera's brows and had pulled the chords on his back is another drink being poured in to his cup. Movements measured, precise, nonchalance in the the bend of the wrist and the slouch of his shoulder against the wooden framework of his chair.

It's fine.

Yamamoto raises his glass to his lips, eyelids lowered and gaze kept on the scratch marks on the table. The most innocent of acts, the pair of them just sitting there and drinking.

And the most dangerous.

This is how they work.

This is who they are.

Everything will fall in to place.A clink of porcelain and Yamamoto pours another drink, doesn't stop pouring until the jar is finished and another one is placed on their table. Doesn't speak because there's no need to when everything Yamamoto knows, he's already mentioned to Gokudera during their walk. Like ( ... )

fedele_tempesta December 21 2010, 22:02:18 UTC

Gokudera is one of those people who take comfort from routines, knowing what to expect. This city has changed, the ground has shifted, it's easy to see the damage that has happened to the city itself, almost as if something crawled out of its belly and while doing so, digested its own flesh. What caused it, he doesn't know yet. Doesn't dare to assume but means to find out. The same applies to Tsuna in fact, just with different strokes ( ... )

rainandsushi December 21 2010, 22:26:25 UTC

An agreeable hum rolls off Yamamoto's tongue to punctuate Gokudera's words, his face easily falling in to a relaxed smile, genuine, fairly real given the hollowed dimples. A reassuring expression that remains stubborn on his face, stubborn. So stubborn, insistent because see, things are fine. Amidst the sea of changes and the month he's spent away from these divine planes…

Hazy memories, brief and static whispers of things he remembers doing but can't put his thumb on. Changes everywhere, like the topography of this corrupted city. New businesses, new faces -- ah, but they're all here now aren't they?

"Yo, Tsuna!" Yamamoto says, teeth peeking out from between his lips. "Been a while~ You look well!"

Not.A subtle glimpse at the concern that edges like slowly burning acid in his stomach, eyes raking quickly over Tsuna's shoulders, lines in the corner and under his eyes, the state of his face under that smile. Uneven and gritty, the inner texture of broken chunks of marble; one won't know it's rough and uneven on the inside, when it' ( ... )

fedele_tempesta January 1 2011, 08:32:14 UTC

Gokuera shakes his head, taking yet another sip -when did it become more than one anyway?- and gives Tsuna an appropriate grin. "Just walked here from the Himorogi. Nothing else, really ( ... )