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When; September 12th, morning.
Rating; PG
Characters; Hachi (

nee_hachi) and Mikagami (

cold_incision)
Summary; Hachi and Mikagami enters the city for the first time.
Log;
Hachi looks up at the strange sky above her with wide teary eyes. Her apartment should open up to a hallway, not to the outdoors. Turning around swiftly, she finds that there is no door behind her either, her apartment seems to have vanished entirely.

Letting out a ragged sob, she lets herself fall to the ground. At another time, she would have run around to ask for help; naively sure that they will help her and she will be home in no time. But she simply cannot bring herself to think about asking people for help at this moment.

"Nana..." she whines inbetween her sobs.

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There he was: the fearless and emotionless water swordsman. He was trudging down the cool morning streets barefooted. How unpleasant, he thought bitterly. What was even more unpleasant was that he was simply clad in shorts. It was summer where he was after all, and the evening was high; and with that rich, long cobalt hair to wrap him below the sheets, a shirt was hardly needed. But that was sleeping; now he was walking. He clung to the crumpled blanket, the only remnant of his previous reality, a sour expression contorting his pale face.

Mikagami was hardly audible, and the atmosphere was silent (which he was half-delighted with), but through that levitating quietness, someone was crying. A girl, he discerned. She was on her knees, weeping at the street corner. Tokiya picked up his speed and hurried closer to the girl's side. Nevermind he was bare; nevermind that he was anti-social; nevermind that she was a crying woman (he was never good with them)--it was a human being, and the first one he's seen at that.

The other Nana once said that crying is alright as long as you are also doing something else to fix the problem, but crying and doing nothing is useless. Rubbing her eyes and trying to stop herself from crying, Nana notices the sound of someone walking closer towards her.

She quickly rubs the tears from her face, and tries to get up on her feet so that the person, whoever it is, would not see her crying on her knees. That would be embarassing, to say the least. Still hiccuping slightly, she dusts the dirt off of her knee-length dress.

Reaching her, Mikagami took a moment to inspect the girl. He didn't manage to see her face completely, but that didn't matter at the moment. Mikagami offered a comforting smile in spite of his remorse.

"I'd offer you some tissue, but I'm afraid I haven't any..." He took a step closer, but kept his distance. He didn't want to get too close. Last time he did that with a crying girl, he had been slapped and pushed into a trash bin. Subconsciously, he looked around for any bins.

Sobbing just once more, she shakes her head quickly and wipes away the remaining tears from her face. She looks up at the person and gives him a sincere smile, "It's okay..." she bites her lip nervously before continuing, "thank you anyway."

The man seems very nice, he might be willing to help her get back. But then again, how can he help her get back? She had strangely found herself outdoors when she stepped out of her apartment on the seventh floor. Maybe she hallucinated or something, or sleep-walked. The thought brings a frown to her lips. What should she do? She can't survive here all alone.

"If you say so," he sighed, shrugging. Raising his head, aquamarine eyes sought the sky. It was a fine day; the weather was easy, but that didn't supplant the desperate feelings both were obviously living. Quirking a brow but still looking up, Mikagami asked the girl, "You're not from here, are you?"

Watching the man as he looks up at the sky, Hachi cannot help but be reminded of Takumi. He looks so similar to him, even though Takumi has dark eyes. At the thought of Takumi, Hachi feels like crying again, but she holds her sobs back by biting her bottom lip. She cannot stop the tears from running down her face, however.

Rubbing the tears off of her face, she shakes her head in reply to the man's question. The place does not even look like Tokyo, she wonders why she is here. She chokes on a sob and starts crying into her hands again. Hachi hates it that she is so weak and dependent on people, but she really cannot do anything without her friends. She really wants to go home.

Oh no, not again. Mikagami grimaced as she began to cry once more. What should he do? He blinked several times before deciding approaching the girl a little more.

"H-hey.. don't cry. The sky isn't falling or anything!" He tugged his mouth to one side, pondering whether he should pat her on the back.

Mikagami realized that they spoke the same language; he was happy that it was like that. She looked very much like a Japanese girl. Perhaps she was from Tokyo? He thought that it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"Where are you from?"

At least he hoped not.

The man's words simply made Hachi cry even more. For all she cares, the sky is falling. She is sure that Nobu and Takumi hates her now, and Nana knows too, so she must hate her too. Hachi was going to go to Jun's house because she might be able to help her, but now she does not know where Jun's house is and she does not know where she is.

"I--Tokyo," she stutters out, her voice muffled by her hands. It is not exactly her hometown, but that is where she wants to go back to at the moment. Besides, your home is where your heart is or something like that, right? Hachi's heart is with Nobu... or Takumi? Letting out a muffled wail, she staggers forward and grabs the front of Mikagami's clothes, crying onto him. She really needs a hug right now, she would not mind getting one from a stranger.

"I want to go home..."

Oh dear. Mikagami now regretted his nearing the girl and asking her origin. He felt so awkward and frustrated since he did not know what to do next. Yet, somehow this girl was as fragile as Yanagi. Anger boiled within as he remembered the times Recca made the healing girl cry behind the sidelines. He was so reckless and dangled on the edge of life and death, yet somehow he always managed to survive. It was at those moments Yanagi smiled brightest. He wanted to be the one Yanagi smiled for... like his deceased sister would do. But that was then and this is now. Yanagi was working, Tokiya was always a loner, and Recca always ran away with the princess anyhow.

But in any case, Mikagami felt sympathy for this lost and sorrowful girl. Gathering those feelings, he hugged her gently--but he still felt awfully awkward. He avoided looking at her and instead glanced around the block in case a passerby were to appear.

"Shh... calm down. It's okay, you're not alone," he cooed. Behind this unusually warm affection Mikagami gave Hachi, he really wished he had some kleenex. The blanket he wrapped around himself was rather thin and was all he had. He frowned, blushing a little, and hoped Hachi didn't notice his indecency.

Hachi feels like crying for her mother at this moment, but she fortunately still has a shred for dignity. At twenty years old, crying for one's mommy should be unthinkable, especially with strangers. But then again, if she introduces herself and he himself too, then they wouldn't be strangers. Even in her distraught state, Hachi is still too friendly for her own good.

"I--my name is Nana..." she mumbles onto his chest. "Komatsu Nana," there, they are not strangers anymore so Hachi can say anything she wants without feeling embarassed. "What about you, mister?

Rubbing her swollen eyes, Hachi has stopped sobbing, receding to mild hiccuping instead. When she finally opens her eyes however, they fall on the man's bare feet, and travelling up she realizes that the man is only clad in... shorts. "Kyaaahh!" she squeals while pushing him away and covering her face in embarassment. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she apologizes to him with brief yet deep bows, "I didn't see anything, I swear!" Hachi exclaims with her hands still over her eyes.

((ooc: Oops, correction. :x Mi-chan wouldn't call a person he just met by his first name, so..))

Before Mikagami could exchange his name, he was abruptly pushed away by Nana. He almost loses his footing, but balances himself as he's done so many times in training. For such a small girl, she had some hidden strength! He grasped the sheet and wrapped it around himself tighter, making himself a hood in the process. He leered to the side, incredibley embarassed and apprehensive of next events.

"I-..It's okay, really! I'm not bother at all..." he said with his drooping voice. Honestly, he didn't mind being seen half-naked. Most men revealed this much skin when they went swimming, which he did often, so this really shouldn't be such a big deal! Neverthelss, his insides squirmed because of the girl's reaction. He cleared his throat before throwing a nervous smile, unsure of whether he should offer his hand or not. "You can call me Mikagami."

"N-nice to meet you, Mikagami-san!" She stutters with a quick bow, still furiously blushing. Being Hachi, she has almost forgotten about why she was crying earlier because of how embarassed she is. She would not mind seeing boys half-naked like Mikagami is at the moment, but she finds it very embarassing that she was hugging him and that he is a stranger. Also, seeing a half-naked man in the middle of the city is very embarassing.

At that thought, however, she remembers that she is only wearing a nightgown herself. Her blush deepens even as she shivers because of the night wind. She did not think of the cold when she ran out of her apartment, she simply needed to talk to Jun. Jun seemed to always know what to do for every situation, so Nana thought that maybe she would be able to help her. "Ano... are you from Tokyo? I-is this Tokyo?" She asks hesitantly, "I was going to go to my friend's house but I... I got lost and I was upset so..." It is very awkward to have someone see her cry like this, "I'm sorry for crying..." I'm sorry for being weak...

"Likewise," he replied looking away. Frankly, he didn't really care about unfully-dressed women; in fact, Nana was much more covered than he was. He frowned, displeased in himself. Shaking away the negative thoughts, he returned to the conversation. He never understood why people had to act as if Mikagami was going to bite their head off if they didn't excuse their actions. Last time he checked, he had stopped the habit of glaring at strangers.

"You don't have to explain. As long as you're okay now, it doesn't matter what happened five minutes ago." He exhaled, his warm breath appearing as thin fog in the air. "And no, I don't think this is Tokyo. If it was, my...." he paused, fishing for an appropriate word for whom he thought were behind all this, "...friends would be in for some hell of a beating. They'll be very sorry." Mikagami did little to conceal his frustration, but perhaps there was some hidden amusement behind that stern face. Level-headed as he was, some of the ice had melted from his heart, exposing a more casual side of the teen.

Mikagami's unconcealed frustration at his friends make Hachi let out a giggle. He sounded rather unfriendly at first, but he seems to be trying to be nice to her, even though they just met. Maybe it is true that strangers will become best friends if you put them in a strange new place. Hachi stops giggling and gives Mikagami a sincere smile in gratitude for his words, "Yes, I'm okay now."

She knows that smiling or crying will not change the fact that she is pregnant out of marriage, but she knows that she cries too much sometimes. Hachi wants to be strong like Nana, so she must learn how not to cry. "Nee, Mikagami-san, should we go and ask around?" She puts one finger on her lips and tilts her head while looking away. "Maybe your friends are here," Hachi turns back to Mikagami with a sweet smile, "maybe mine too!"

"I don't see why not. Not like we have any other choice. I'd also like to find a pair of shoes in the process, if you don't mind," he sighed exasperatedly. The sun was coming up and he knew that meant the asphalt would get hot in a few hours. Acknowledging his skin's sensitivity, he'd like to obviate from burned feet.

Turning to Nana, he forced a smile. "Let's get going then, Komatsu" ...and hope we find what we're looking for before noon, he commented mentally.

((ooc: How would you like to continue? :3))

At the sight of Mikagami's smile, Hachi cannot help but let her lips bloom into a smile. Mikagami is so handsome, almost like Takumi, and he is also very nice! She tries her best to not blush; it would be most embarassing after all. "Y-yes!" She grins widely at Mikagami. The other Nana was not wrong when she said that Hachi has mastered the art of falling in love at first sight.

She stars walking towards what seems to be the center of the city, looking at Mikagami so that he would follow her. "You can call me Nana, if you want," she bites her lower lip bashfully. "It feels nicer that way."

[ooc: I dunno, wanna close up this thread after your reply? :3]

"Hmm," he murmured as he walked. "If that's what you wish, then I shall call you Nana. As for me, stick to Mikagami."

The long-haired teen remained quiet for the rest of the journey. He wasn't very talkative person, clearly, but he at least walked in pace with Nana. He considered that he might as well treat her like he would treat a girl like Yanagi. With each step, he wondered what the future held for him now that this...relocation occurred. He mentally pleaded for there being at least a general store in that future.

Hachi nods enthusiastically at Mikagami's reply. She does not mind it that Mikagami still does not want to be called by his first name, they just met after all. As for Hachi, it always feels awkward to have people call her Komatsu. Mikagami is now her only friend in this strange place anyway, so he may call her Nana!

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