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[1. phone]

Hello? I'm not sure what- I tried dialing but I'm pretty certain none of the numbers worked. I don't even know who I'm speaking to at the moment, if anyone at all. Myself, right? Maybe I never actually woke up from the surgery...

Ah- well, I wouldn't want to be rude in case somebody is there, so...My name is Takumi Tokiha! And I- am I

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--Takumi?

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[Rolling his eyes, Akira scoffed trying to force back the pale-pinking of his cheeks.] Unless you’ve suddenly changed into a girl you don’t have anything I haven’t seen.

[Akira means chest wise okay… ]

[Suddenly, his features are sharp as he moves a few steps forward steadily taking Takumi’s form in.] You’re alright-right? They haven’t done anything to ya?

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[This is going to turn into some kind of blush-off.] It's still a bad habit-

[Well. Takumi has seen that expression before. He knows it's out of concern, and his smile becomes a little softer. It's impossible not to take the remaining few steps that separate them and put his arms around Akira's shoulders in a loose hug, partly to affirm that Akira is real.] I'm fine. Just fine.

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[Blush-off a go, with eye rolling as well.] Maybe if someone listened to a guy's words.

[Akira's still not quite used to physical contact of that such, even from Takumi. Despite all things, he stiffens some before speaking.] Good. And the guys you're staying with? Know anything about them?

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[Never fear, Akira. The hug doesn't last long, anyhow. Takumi pulls back and shrugs a mite uncomfortably.] I have no idea. It almost feels a little like trespassing... But you woke up in a strange house, too, right?

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Yeah, that's right. Everyone does. [He's shrugging some rather grumpily.] It's not trespassing. Better hope the ones you end up with aren't crazy.

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So then...this is my house, huh. Where do you live, Akira-kun?

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Really lame house you got here, Takumi. [That was teasing before Akira shrugs.] Not too far.

[...if halfway across town is not too far.]

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[Takumi makes a face at Akira before he goes to the kitchen table and sits down on one of the chairs. He pushes another chair out with his foot for Akira.] It's as old-fashioned as the phones, that's for sure. Almost like we've gone back in time.

[He stretches his arms over his head, and then rests his chin in his palm.] How far is not too far? Are we on the same street?