randangonpa | Trash Squad Day 1

Trash Squad Day 1 - GAME START

[ Maybe you were going about your business and blacked out, maybe you were dead. Either way, when you come to, you are in what looks like the entrance hall to a school, except for the very well secured front door. Before you can really get your bearings, a voice rings out on an the intercom. ]

Welcome, kiddos! —How does that sound? 'Kiddos'? Too daddy kink? Eh, let's go with it for now. Anyway, welcome to a once-in-a-lifetime chance at romance and passion, with fabulous prizes! Find love beyond the boundaries of time and space! Original concept, do not steal.

Pick up your tablets and get settled in! A little later today, we'll have our first heart-pounding get-to-know-you event!

—Oh, also, no violence allowed! I know some of you kids are into the murder thing, but that's not the kind of game we're running here.

[ In fact, there are several boxes of electronic tablets around the room. When you pick one up, it displays the gameplay and rules.]

Game navigation

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[Ichigo takes a step forward, but Akira stays where he is, hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels. nevertheless. . . his expression is warm, smile soft, chin tilted up to catch Ichigo's gaze with his own. despite his snarky way of getting Ichigo's attention earlier, there's no mistaking the fondness etched on his features. no mistaking the way he inhales deeply and lets it out slowly, like he's trying to calm himself, to hold something back, or else this moment will shatter and reveal itself to be the dream it had been since the very beginning]

[he doesn't say much. sometimes, one doesn't really need words]

. . . hey.

[That's all it takes.

He doesn't care about Akira's hesitance, the way he restrains himself - all he cares about is that Akira is in front of him, and talking to him, a physical presence -

He practically runs to Akira, scooping him up in a firm hug - as if he's afraid his boyfriend will vanish before his eyes again, a choked sob spilling out from his mouth.]

Akira-

[There was no way he could have moved on so easily - not when Akira broke past all his barriers to his heart. 5 months was nothing in the face of such a deep love, and it's clear as he connects their foreheads together that it's just as strong as the day they parted.]

...I...missed you. So goddamn much.

[it's hard not to be a little hesitant after. . . what, a couple of months from Akira's perspective? of not seeing each other. they say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it's tough to hold onto something that you're thoroughly convinced you'll never have again, just as they were when they parted ways in that control room so long ago. Akira isn't one to pine, but the memories of the school and the murders and Ichigo still stand out starkly in his brain. he needed more than just a few months to "get over" any feelings those memories might still evoke]

[but that hesitancy-- that uncertainty that perhaps Ichigo had already moved on-- melts almost immediately as Ichigo closes the distance between them, pulls him close. there's laughter on the tip of his tongue as he leans into that warmth, one arm already snaking around Ichigo's shoulders so he can bury his fingers into his hair]

[still feels, still smells, still sounds like the same old Ichigo]

[god, he missed this, too. more than he ever allowed himself to say]

Who knew we were due for a reunion special so soon?

[Akira's still the same - still the same corny jokes, the same smile, those same gray eyes -

Everything he's dreamt of, everything he's remembered is right here, even his warmth and the feeling of his fingers through his hair. Just like how it was before, only this time he's got both of his eyes to look through and take in every detail. A laugh escapes him at the comment, loving that Akira can still make all those jokes even in the face of this situation.]

Heh, I - I didn't think I'd see you this soon, either. The sword isn't even halfway done...

[But he can't wait any longer - and he lowers his head a little, pressing his lips to Akira's, just like how he's wanted to for all those months when they were apart.

The world could end at this moment, and Ichigo wouldn't notice - or care, because...everything's finally right again.]

[oh. . . . okay, well]

[this is perfectly fine in Akira's book]

[he does let out a muffled noise of surprise against the kiss, if only because he wasn't. actually expecting one to happen so quickly? if at all??? he thought they'd talk a bit, first! catch up with each other, slip into their old rhythm, smile and laugh and remember what it felt like to actually be in the same universe instead of light years apart]

[but, well. he supposes Ichigo had always been the kind of cornily, cheesily romantic type. and Akira might as well drink it up while he can, because despite what the chinchillas say, he isn't really sure how much he can trust them]

[that noise of surprise turns into a laugh, and then Akira's leaning forward to reciprocate, hands sliding across Ichigo's cheeks to cradle them gently. he lingers, but not too long, because they are still. . . in public. . . so you know]

[when he pulls back, his eyes are positively dancing]

Someone's a little impatient. You didn't even take me to dinner first.

[Guess what?

Rin told her to watch them to learn what kissing is. So she's being a creeper and staring at you two.]

[and some things never change, like their complete and total lack of privacy]

[The most intent staring. She's just watching for now. Are you done?

Head tilts.]

...Is that it.

. . . how long have you been standing there?

Several minutes.

[well that's just great]

Why.

Rin-dono says that dates have kisses and I should watch what you do to learn.

[Rin why]

I'm going to murder him.

[Hi Futayo]

...Futayo, no offense, but...I really don't want to be watched when I'm kissing someone. Besides, it's not really hard - you just press your lips together.

[. . .]

[yanks on Ichigo's collar and pulls him down into another kiss. hi :)]

[OH MY GOD???

He makes a loud 'MMMPH' into the kiss, but after a moment he just slumps his shoulders and relaxes into it.

Why are you like this, Akira???]

...

[Watches anyway. Thank.]

[WHY IS HE LIKE THIS, THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW]

[for as long as he lingers, the kiss is pretty chaste (because taking it anywhere else while they have an audience is just. . . n-no thanks). but eventually, he pulls away, though his fingers stay wrapped in Ichigo's shirt]

Is that good enough, Futayo?

[SHAME, WHAT IS SHAME]

[NODS]

Judge. I understand, it does not look difficult.

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Trash Squad Day 1 - GAME START

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