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Who: Sakamoto and you!
When: A variety of dates/times! See the prompts.
Where: The locations are a mixed bag, too.
What: A scummy merchant goes about his life.
Rating/Warning: ...I'm sorry for everything.

a; backdated to the event, phase 1

[Sakamoto is a man who spends all his time loving, scheming, living.

Very rarely does he feel this- A violent eruption of confusion and anger, as if he’s been betrayed. Hearing her voice was enough to catch his attention, when she speaks he finds himself standing taller… But she hardly ever laughs. Everything about her presence seemed fishy, strange, but he’s gone so long having her by his side that her absence is more disconcerting. He feels himself being pished and he falls face-first into the snow. Thankfully, he’s able to prop himself up with an elbow, and after spitting out a mouthful of now melted ice, he mutters:]

You of all people should know, Mutsu.

Everyone, everything in this world… Has value!

There isn’t anything in this universe that isn’t worth somethin’.

b; backdated to January 1st

[What can he do to bring a smile to someone’s face?

This silly man has gone and wasted his money again. Sakamoto has bought as many flowers as he can carry in a variety of colors, with the intention of handing them out to any pretty strangers who happen to pass by. He’s also looking out for people who look particularly weary, tired or worn-ragged, as recent events may have left many residents in such a state.]

Congratulations! Ah, now’s the time to celebrate!

[Who is he talking to? Himself? The skies? Only he knows, really.]

It’s a new year, a new day! Party hard! You’ve done good. Wakin’ up on a holiday- It’s not easy, huh?

c; in the dead of night, closed to tenka and katsura

[Sakamoto finds himself awake in the middle of the night. Maybe his stomach was rumbling, maybe he needed to go to the bathroom! Either way, as he bumbles through Katsura’s apartment, he realizes that there’s somebody standing there. While most people would be alarmed, Sakamoto is more curious than anything else- Zura is definitely the kind of person who believes in curfews, so who could it be? A lover, perhaps? Oh! How exciting, if that’s the case! And so, he switches on the light, only to find… A young man?! And a boyish looking young man, at that! How old is he? Why, he barely looks fifteen! Sakamoto gasps, immediately using a hand to cover his face.]

Zura! Your tastes have changed.

[OIIIIII?! WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING? THAT LOSER ROOMMATE OF YOURS IS STILL INTO WIDOWS AND OLD LADIES, YOU MORON!!!]

d; this is just stupid

[Sakamoto feels something wet fall on his hand as he’s casually strolling through this virtual paradise. It feels like it came from the sky. He glances aimlessly at the white splotch on his skin, uttering nonsensical things as per usual:]

Is this sunscreen?

[And then, as if that wasn’t enough:]

Ahhhhh! So that’s why it smells funny!

e; an hour before the hotsprings close

[Sakamoto is a creature of habit. On his travels around the galaxy, he finds himself missing certain comforts of home. When he found out that there was an onsen around here, why, he had to go check it out! Usually he’d invite his friends, but today he feels the need to cleanse his body (and honestly, his dirty mind).

Surprisingly broad, well-muscled arms support him as he leans back, gazing at the sky. He hopes, desperately, that he’ll be able to spot a familiar fleet of ships. How long will it take for the Kaientai to rescue him? It’s been years since he’s had to save himself. What he doesn’t realize is that… His absent-minded nature has resulted in him neglecting the signs altogether. He’s in the wrong bath. This is the women’s section. That and, as one hand reaches out to grasp something he thought was closeby-]

Oh? That’s funny!

Where’d my towel go?

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[This is not as planned.

Tenka was on his way back from work and realized that Katsura wanted a gift about a week ago or something, right? And there was a new shipment of sake so.... So why not? Don't ask how he managed to get in, it was probably some stroke of luck that only Tenka could manage, but he was really planning on just leaving the sake there and disappearing into the night a little bit like Batman.

Uh.]

Hey.... What are the chances I can convince you that you're dreaming right now?

What a strange thing to wear for a sexy rendezvous!

[No. That's definitely a no.]

Then again, Zura's preferences have always been strange.

[He finally addresses Tenka (somewhat) properly:]

Liiiiisten, kid! If you're here to earn money, there's a better way to do it! This one spends it all on soba and kitty litter.

[He gestures half-heartedly towards the bedroom, where Zura is sleeping.]

[ . . . . . . Tenka thinks a lot of things are weird about Katsura but--]

Did you just... call me a kid?

[--at least he's not blind?]

Alright, bozo, head back to bed. I didn't mean to stick around here anyway.

[He is blind but in other ways.]

You're trying to rope me into this?! Oi, oi!

I don't have any money. I spent it all on beer yesterday. Besides, I dunno how Zura feels about threesomes...

[SAKAMOTO????]

[He didn't want to do this

but he's kind of just picking up one of the pillows on the couch and

chucking it at Sakamoto's face. hard. with some pretty superhuman strength]

Go back to sleep!!

[he was not prepared for this]

[The hit in the face and the lack of sleep have definitely ruffled this merchant's feathers.

Sakamoto's eyebrow twitches slightly, and in a moment of sheer spite, he exclaims in the loudest voice he can muster (which is frightfully loud, to be honest):]

ZUUUUUUUUUURA!

SOMEBODY'S HERE TO SEE YOU, OI!

[As he yells, he's facing the bedroom. In a more disgruntled, nagging tone:]

What's with you? You've got the weirdest taste in friends!

[Sakamoto you are one of those weird friends. Just look at this.

It's all your fault.]

_{[ Y'all are are noisy as fuck and this old man is tired. What is the trouble, anyway?
From the bedroom: ]}
It's not Zura, it's Katsura!
_{[ He sounds pretty agitated at this, but comes creeping out of the bedroom in a house robe, his hair tied off to the side and over his right shoulder.

A little black kitten is held in his hands over his shoulder like it's a child. He was the picturesque display of exhausted housewife, with the anime dead mom hairstyle and everything. ]}

Silence— go to bed, you dirty mop. Restless nights are bad for the soul.
_{[ oh. A little yawn. He doesn't notice Tenka right off when he wanders in the hallway. ]}

Larry-chan has school in the morning, you know that.
_{[ ... Larry-chan. ...
School ... ]}

Edited (fuck honorifics in the dickhole) 2015-05-15 02:08 (UTC)

[ . . . . .

Man, if he wanted to stick around, he'd pretty much unabashedly step on Sakamoto right now--

But instead he wants to leave quietly so.

Some more slow... creeping... steps so that maybe Katsura will continue to not notice him so that he can just leave the bottle of sake on the table and leave.

He'll get you next time, afro bozo]

_{[ Nah. It just takes him blinks his eyes a few times and surveying the area to notice Tenka sneaking about and— ]}

Ah, Tenka-kun!
_{[ A glance at him, then to Sakamoto, then to Tenka, then to Sakamoto.
SQUINTING. ]}

Sakamoto, I knew you might be unfaithful and bring women back with you, but I didn't think you'd bring Tenka-kun back with you.
_{[ what is this disaster... what was that about being unfaithful... ]}

What is going on here?

No, that's-

[He waves his hands in front of his face.]

I thought he came for you.

[Double meanings heyooooo]

[ . . . . . . . . what sort of weird soap opera has he stumbled into. It's just like that one episode of All My Primates--

Okay no, he's not making that connection right now. Either way, he's successfully placed the sake bottle on the table at least so he can't chuck it at afro bozo.]

Well -- yes.... and no.

[Interpret that as you will. A vague gesture to the bottle for Katsura.]

You wanted a present, right? We got a shipment in at work and I still haven't polished off the one at my place so. I thought I'd leave it before I went home.

[A shrug.]

_{[ Oh! Ohhhh, Tenka is leaving him a gift! This is so sweet.. why at this hour? He doesn't really know but.. ]}

I see. I thought you two might have been... might have been...

PLAYING UNO WITHOUT ME!

No way, dummy!

[Sakamoto chuckles.]

I love playin' uno with you. Why would I play without ya? You're always the most gung-ho about it.

[Oh, a present?

To be fair, Sakamoto is used to their circle of friends being a bunch of cheapskates (himself included), so this is out of the ordinary.]

See? Satan-san isn't the only one who left ya somethin'! Happy new year, you crazy bastard.

[ . . . . ah.

Why did he expect anything else?

dryly:]

I wouldn't dream of playing Uno without you, Katsura-kun.

[He's still rolling his eyes though, amused. Good. Don't leave him with assholes who accuse him of threesomes and being a kid--]

But yeah, yeah. Happy new year, stop by the bar and I'll give you a round of free drinks if you ask nicely. [To Sakamoto, he adds:] And apologize.

Sorry, sorry! If Zura isn't runnin' around trying to dismantle the government, he's usually got a pretty strict curfew.

[A nod towards Tenka.]

That's the only reason I could dream up! I've got a wild imagination.

There's another thing, but he doesn't want to go that far.

Takasugi aside, this place doesn't seem like it's full of people who'd loot an apartment and kill the residents. In that way, this place is a little better than the Edo he knows.

Where that sort of thing happens far too often.]

It's not dummy, it's Katsura.
Hahh.

_{[ They're both embarrassing— practically saying the same thing. It does make his face tint lightly, but he just laughs. ]}

Fu haha! As you shouldn't. I'm really good at UNO. I'm quick. I've had plenty of experience. Everyone wants to play with me.
_{[ he's naive at his words.... ]}

Hmph.
I'll join you. We should try what you brought here all together before you head out.
.. Thank you.

[Tenka just continues to give Sakamoto a flat stare for a second. Was that really an apology.

-- but he's overall a pretty easy-going guy. So he snorts faintly and rubs the back of his neck.]

Alright, alright. I'll stick around a bit longer if you really want.... Though even I'll admit it's kinda late - I hate a closing shift tonight.

[which explains why he's here so late, probably]

Oh? What's that look for?

[Sakamoto raises a brow at Tenka.]

Would you prefer I send ya flowers?

[He sighs, settling into place. Zura's enthusiasm for this game might seem strange to some, but Sakamoto understands. Uno was something that would bring them together on the worst of nights, when everyone was sick of grieving.

Sakamoto loved the way his friends faces would light up, and while arguments would often break out during their heated matches, the yelling made him feel relieved. Fighting a war numbs you to the core, strips you of everything, every positive emotion you've ever felt. To keep the negative from getting to you, you stifle the good stuff too.

There's nothing good about war, though- At least, from his perspective.]

Where do you work, kiddo?

If you give him flowers, I also demand some.
_{[ what is this now.
Anyhow, he's pretty pleased that Sakamoto has met Tenka— he didn't think it would happen this way? But here we are. He didn't even think that Tenka would get him a present. All sorts of surprises tonight.

Anyway, he's going to look at the gift he was given, looking at it before heading to the kitchen to get some glasses. His kitten is perched on his shoulder, so he carries a conversation with her: ]}
Larry-chan, this isn't for you. You're too young, but I will get you some warm milk.

_{[ don't mind him. ]}

You want flowers, Zura?

[Sakamoto scoffs at that, although there's nothing demeaning behind the gesture.

Reaching for a deck of cards, he thinks to himself- Zura's constantly on the run from various government agencies. Has he ever really had the time to well, y'know...

Stop and smell the flowers? They would look nice in his hair.]

How 'bout I wine and dine ya first.

Call me kiddo one more time.....

[That's what that look is for, Sakamoto. Still though Tenka's just shaking his head as he then proceeds to settle himself at the table that he left the bottle of sake on. Then he calls to Katsura since he's headed to the kitchen:]

Grab some sake cups, Katsura-kun? I assumed you had some already.

[But then he turns to Sakamoto and raises a brow.]

Hey, what's your name anyway, rude guy?

_{[ By the time Sakamoto has gotten those words out of his mouth, there's a sputtering sound from the kitchen. ]}
Sakamoto! Don't suggest something like that.
_{[ some shuffling ]}

Flowers and playing LIFE with me is good enough.
_{[ shuffle shuffle. And he'll emerge out with filled cups for each of them, handing them one. ]}

We can go to the table.
_{[ he'll turn around and head back to the kitchen table! ]}

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