leggymaru | GENJI BANZAI

[this is horrible

Higekiri will just blink though, as he walks through]

Who is Prompto?

[Oh right. Higekiri can't remember shit.]

Prompto-san, your roommate, elder brother. [He lets Higekiri through.] The one who left us the first week. He stayed with us and Grune-nii, and Dimitri-san. His name was Prompto. He--

[But when he looks back, there's no one there... Bewildered, he glances up and down the hall, and then he just... eases inside after Higekiri.]

I think I can see his spirit roaming because of the drug.

[well that's awful]

Oh... Is that where you were? Our brother and myself slept in her pillow fort since we could not locate you.

[but he also can't say he's surprised since he did give hiza his key?? however there is something far more pressing than whoever this (looks at smudged writing on hand) pompom is]

You're suffering from another poison?

I... think maybe so.

[He lowers his eyes.] There were two things... ah, pills? A statue had them, a white one and a black one. [And guess which one he fucking took. THEIR AESTHETIC.] I didn't want anything to happen to Shiraishi-san, so I took one when he wasn't looking so we could see what would happen.

But then I don't remember... I just... wanted to dance. I wanted to dance for as long as I could, and then Prompto-san...

[higekiri literally only remembers shiraishi because he has a role and therefore he's plot important. but for now he's just going to go to their closet so he can find his idol clothes and change]

Hm...? What happened?

[did they dance together?

he'll just wait for hiza to finish the whole story]

[Softly:] Prompto-san came to ask me to dance. So I accepted. [He frowns at the dog, and then glances up to watch Higekiri go through the clothes.]

Shiraishi-san tried to stop us from dancing, but I'm not sure why. But then he left us alone, and we kept dancing while he... I can't remember... [Is this how Higekiri feels? It hurts his heart.] He was... on a stage, I think.

The music... had words, and I wanted to sing them, but I couldn't understand them. It was... like a nightmare, being on stage without knowing the song.

[ . . . hm.]

Shouldn't you cut the ghost down?

[like isn't that just basic demon cutting sword 101. if something is there where it's not meant to be, then it should be eliminated.

but regardless he'll just press a kiss to hiza's cheek as if that'll get him to stop looking so sad]

I'll check in with him after - if it's hard for you to remember, it's fine.

I think it's only the drug, elder brother... It's fine.

[But also... maybe he wants to talk to Prompto again? It satisfies a very sad desire somewhere in the hollow of his chest, the one that comes back from time to time.]

I'm sorry... [He leans his temple against the side of Higekiri's head.] Please ask Shiraishi-san what happened.

Mm... I hope it wears off soon. I don't like them playing with your emotions this way.

[given that it's not real.

but his brother is softer than he is - so higekiri doesn't push it much further than that. he'll just move to let his arms wrap around hizamaru in an embrace, pulling him closer]

I will. Do you need to rest?

[He lifts his hands to place them on Higekiri's waist, but winces gently when he does. He doesn't make any noise, but his brows tighten.]

I am a bit tired, but... I don't want to stain the sheets.

[He lifts his head a little, straightening his shoulders.]

How are you feeling, elder brother?

[ . . . . ]

Concerned, I think.

[given that reaction?

so don't mind him if he just - moves to start unfastening hiza's clothes, just so that he can assess the damage]

[Well, thankfully(?) he's a black-aesthetic boy, but the first thing that's obvious is any white section of his clothes has been tainted by some kind of dark, black stain. It looks like he's tried scrubbing it out if the slightly more frayed sight of the clothes is anything to go by.

His shoulders lift, but he doesn't resist Higekiri's inspection. He does wince when the jacket slides off his arms, and he does wince when the shirt brushes them. Beneath that, his pale skin has been stained black, like ink. His whole body is red-raw, as if he's tried to scrub it vigorously.

The clan crest is even a bit irritated, some of the scabbing having been picked off, making it bleed without dribbling.]

[well

he certainly doesn't like that - ]

From what you ingested...?

[and higekiri will be careful then, letting his own fingers trail against the blackened skin]

How are you feeling? Is your body ailing where it's...

[been stained??]

Mm-mm.

[The stain washes up his chest to his collar and then all the way down beneath the hemline of his pants. Beneath the stain on parts of his skin, his arms, his chest, is a strange sort of lesion. It looks almost like a burn, but not really, not like Higekiri's electrical one. It looks as if the skin perhaps had... bubbled?

Any touch to those draws a very soft hiss of pain.]

I don't know how it happened... In the room, I don't remember. It didn't hurt before... and now, as time passes, they hurt more.

[ . . . well that's unacceptable, isn't it. there's something sharp in higekiri's gaze for a moment, almost unforgiving -

but it doesn't seem to be directed toward hiza at least. he draws his hand back only so that he can cup hiza's cheek, bringing his face closer so that higekiri can press a kiss to his forehead]

You did well.

Do not try to remove them for now. We will see what others know about this ailment.

In the future, even if it is to protect others, please do not consume unknown substances.

[His eyes lid under the kiss. He looks apologetic despite.] Okay, [it's soft. He leans his face into Higekiri's since it's one of the few places that doesn't sting so badly.]

I'll remember. I'm sorry, elder brother. Please make sure Shiraishi-san is alright, too, if you speak with him. He doesn't talk much about himself, and I'm afraid he didn't tell me if he was uncomfortable.

Oh, he wouldn't. He is the type of human who is very dishonest, despite seeming to speak so freely. He keeps a great number of things hidden.

[he doesn't sound bothered though - it's just his general assessment of shiraishi after interacting with him.

but he'll just continue to nuzzle reassuringly against hizamaru's face if he can't manage to hug him, trying to provide comfort in the little ways that he can]

So I will simply have to handle him differently than I have been.

Even so... please rest if you can. If there is a way to do it without hurting yourself... I will do the laundry if it stains.

[he will steal new blankets]

Mm.

[Unfortunately, Hiza is stupid and too soft to pursue a lot of things, so he never digs much out of others. That's why Higekiri is here.]

I'll sleep on the seat in the other room... It isn't on my back, so I should be okay to sleep as we do at home. I won't stain anything...

[He hopes.

Gently, he offers Higekiri's cheek a timid kiss.]

Please be careful, elder brother. I'm worried about everyone, but I worry about you the most.

[the two of them together make one functioning sword

but regardless higekiri will just accept the kiss, expression softening before he tilts his head to press their lips together properly, soft and sweet.]

Eh? I've been rather lucky, you know? Though Wukiri, Tamamo, and I might try our hand at another room next week. If I go missing, I'll probably be in good hands.

[no]

[closes my fucking eyes

i forgot how lucky higekiri has been with rooms and now look at tHIS FUCKING MESS why is he the shit on brother]

Please be careful is all I ask, elder brother, when I'm not there to watch over you.

[no]

Eh, what a serious face...

[he's just teasing though, letting his fingers brush through hiza's hair affectionately]

I'll be careful then. So that I might return to you safely.

[please no bully u_u]

I know you're strong, and you have done well... but I still worry. I don't want to lose you, elder brother. I'm so afraid...

I don't know what I will do if you aren't here to help the others in the way you know how.

[ah... there's just a gentle pause at that]

Then you will take all that I have learned and work from this side. Should one of us pass, then the other will speak with Nikori to make sure that we are still able to be in touch with one another.

It will be like when you were at the sides of Imanotsurugi and Mikazuki Munechika, and I with Kogitsunemaru and Iwatooshi. To divide us so that we may be effective.

We will always find our ways back to each other eventually.

[Hearing it told to him this way actually, believe it or not, relieves him greatly. He raises his hand; he wants to brush his fingertips over Higekiri's lips, but they are very faintly stained, and he does not want to touch Higekiri with them.

Higekiri remembered... so many names. Imanotsurugi, Mikazuki, Kogitsunemaru, Iwatooshi... His eyes sting with a little bit of tears, though he doesn't cry.]

You're right. It will be just that way. I would find you again, and you me. I know we will all be able to figure out how to stop this strange game.

[haha yea it's a purely mission-specific memory. he doesn't know who the fuck ishikirimaru is because they weren't on the same mission.

anyway he's just going to hum happily at that, leaning in so that his lips are just barely keeping from touching hizamaru's fingertips. he can probably feel the words from higekiri's mouth as he speaks them]

We will. The mission comes first, above all else.

Remember that, and trust that we will be together in the end - alright? I need you to continue no matter what happens to me.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject