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WHO: [Bad username or site: fuckingshogun title= @ livejournal.com] and OPEN
WHERE: Random City park #159
WHEN: Late Wednesday evening.
WARNINGS: Wordyness?
SUMMARY: Well porting back didn't have a good start like Saitou hoped it would, so he's gone off to mull a bit and get away to collect himself. Maybe be homesick, who knows.
FORMAT: Para

He'd actually gotten to go home.

At first, he was very skeptical when feeling that familiar pull of being dragged away from this reality. The last time it had happened, he'd been gone less than two days, at most. So this last time going home he'd figured it would be a repeat situation. Though, as he now knew, the Porter (since he had yet to find out about her real moniker) had actually granted him some sort of clemency and some extended time home with his family. It still bothered him, now back in the City, that he couldn't remember certain moments of being home... but there was nothing he could do here about it. That feeling of powerlessness against something so infallible bothered him more than he wanted it to.

And Elisa had had to see his video, of course. He scowled even now at the thought. Should have remembered enough when coming back in to filter his entries. But it was too late now. She was furious with him, as she should have been, and there was nothing he could do about that. Smoke an extra pack of cigarettes, maybe, to put his mind off it, but not much more than that. He had the sneaking feeling he was back on the police's Wanted List, because she'd been unusually quiet since then. Either that or she liked filtering things from him personally...

He groaned again as he sat down at a park bench, crossing his arms behind his neck and staring up at the streetlight nearby. Not the best of circumstances to arrive back to, at all. That and he still was unemployed and that made him pace restlessly like no other.

Too many problems, he thought to himself, letting out a sigh. At least for the moment he had some peace and quiet.

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Kiryu had been finding himself more and more prone to wondering since coming back from his trip. He did miss the open spaces he'd been able to explore and the stars and the freedom. But it was probably because of those who had been killed or sent away while he'd been gone.

Well, at least one of those people was back. The most important one, at that. But it did nothing to quell the rage he felt when he thought about Starscream and Soundwave and the fact that he couldn't do a damn thing about either of their murderers (for now).

And he always did his best thinking in parks. And he had decided that maybe it would be better to use his powers exclusively outdoors.

So here he was. Wandering out here when he probably should have been helping with Dancitron. Looking like enough of a threat that no one decided to bother him.

And of course the bench ahead was already occupied. Damn.

...By a certain someone. Not so damn.

Not that he was going to say a word before he got there. Saitou liked his peace and quiet. Far be it from him to ruin that too quickly.

Saitou was almost about to scowl out of habit when sensing the presence of someone else, but he knew who was there. And he couldn't help but smile a little when he was approached. Company was all right. He could still think while someone was nearby (unless it was that stupid ahou back home who couldn't shut up) and, like Hiruma, found bouncing off ideas with Kiryu was actually beneficial at times. He's silent for the moment as well, pausing a few seconds before leaning forward and lighting a new cigarette.

"Like minds, hm?"

Kiryu had to smile too. Of course Saitou would know he was there before he said a word. There was no point in trying to hide from Saitou anymore. Sometimes he wondered if the man could even tell what he was doing across the city.

"Maybe I followed you here," he teased, knowing Saitou would see right through that. He would have known if anyone had been following him.

Kiryu flopped down next to him and stared up through the light at the sky. Barely four or five stars. Pathetic.

"It's quieter out here."

He quirked an eyebrow for a split second at the idea of Kiryu following him undetected, but it's brief. Saitou was too familiar with his ki signature and the only person he'd known to sneak up on him was Hiruma - but that wasn't even when he was human. Sensing a bat wasn't easier, by far.

Though he smirked a moment later and laughed softly, taking a drag of his cigarette before looking back over. Saitou had to admit, society had certainly improved a number of things, in this time. Cigarettes being one of them. He didn't particularly mind the idea of air-conditioning, either - especially with this record summer.

"It can be." Then he followed Kiryu's stare to see where he was looking. He recalled a few times in Peru that Kiryu had done the same thing, stargazing. Saitou hadn't really been interested but was certain that the City sky was much less clearer than it was in South America.

... And although he had tried for the past few days not to ask about it, since he didn't want to bring anything unpleasant up right upon his porting back, he was still very curious. He hadn't exactly been keeping track of the date while on their trip, and he'd gotten to spend time at home for quite a while. It was relieving, of sorts. An adequate break before returning. But he knew Kiryu didn't see it that way.

"How long was I gone?"

Kiryu shrugged a little, trying to hide how tense he'd gotten just from that question. He wasn't really surprised that Saitou wanted to know, but how could he tell him that he didn't even know? That was what bothered him the most--that if he hadn't spoken to Alastair that time, he wouldn't have a had a clue until he came home.

They certainly weren't a team and even if they were, he wouldn't be the leader, but it was still the gut-wrenching feeling of failure he felt every time he remembered saving Yuusei's life.

"I don't know," he finally said. "I didn't even know you were gone 'til a few weeks ago. I guess...a month and a half? Alastair and I compared notes so...it seems like it was probably that long..."

Hm, he hadn't expected that. Saitou had been sure Kiryu would have remembered the exact date, but if neither Kiryu nor Alastair had realized... Well that was an odd thought. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. Like no one had even noticed.

"Well I'm here, now." What else was there to say? Though as Saitou examined Kiryu's body language for a bit, he was certainly thinking hard over something. He probably shouldn't have mentioned that now, then. Didn't want to bring anything bad up, still.

Kiryu would have felt a lot better if he knew an exact date too but...Saitou was right. He was there now. That was what mattered. Kiryu could make sure he did better from then on.

"Yeah..." What about next time? What if you don't come back...? He laughed a little, dragging his fingers through his hair. "I'm really glad you're here. What would I do without you around to keep me from doing something stupid?"

"Exactly." A smirk was paired with that, though, so he's not entirely serious. He was still going to keep an eye on Kiryu to make sure something like that didn't happen, but he at least knew Kiryu had some common sense. "Nothing too foolish has happened recently, though, right?" This look Kiryu was getting right now is one of minute scrutiny. At least no zombies had appeared this time he'd ported home, but the City was nevertheless always restless and always in chaos. There was no such thing as a quiet break in-between.

Kiryu fidgeted just enough at that to show that he'd at least been thinking about it. With Yuusei around, he couldn't imagine that Saitou would think he was completely at ease anyway. But he hadn't actually done anything yet, so he didn't really need to say anything, did he?

"Not that I've been a part of," he said, unable to keep all of the annoyance out of his voice. He still wished he had been.

That fidgeting in response made him wary, but only somewhat. It would read much more on Kiryu's face if something drastic had happened, and by the looks of things, that wasn't the case. Fine by him.

... Though the annoyance made him wary. Again. But he said nothing on it. "Like?"

"The robots." He shrugged awkwardly. "Seems like that was the only big event since...the government blew up the HIVE." And he looks decidedly annoyed about that for a moment, but it's gone quickly enough. He couldn't deny that the HIVE being gone was probably a good thing. Even if it was the government who'd gotten rid of it.

"But also--" he didn't have to mention he'd been working for them; Saitou knew they'd been his friends-- "two of my friends died while we--I was gone. They haven't come back yet." His fist clenched as he thought about it, about not being able to do a damn thing. "I know who killed one of them. The bastard already needed to die..."

Edited 2010-08-19 22:29 (UTC)

So much annoyance, he thought absentmindedly, but brushed that off. Saitou was sure that he was part of the reason, himself. Maybe in time that would dissipate.

Though any humor or amusement on his face disappears at the thought of Kiryu losing someone else. Two someones, even, in such a short timespan. Saitou not being around probably hadn't helped at all, there. Because like hell was he going to allow Kiryu to die again under any circumstances. Kiryu had probably had the same idea about these two individuals. Whoever they were. Saitou had some ideas, though. But needless to say he could imagine what Kiryu must have gone through when finding out. Death happening when you didn't want it to was a fact of life, but it didn't make it any less painful.

So he might distractedly put his hand on top of Kiryu's head for a second or two, but he said nothing. He understood that frustration and he knew there wasn't much he could do to make Kiryu feel any better.

Kiryu shut his eyes, trying to force back all the emotions that came back up to the surface. He didn't need to light any fires, and he didn't need to lash out at the one person who helped him the most when he wasn't even angry at him. When he really appreciated that small gesture.

"I'm sorry," he muttered after a moment. "You didn't come out here to listen to me..."

It didn't even take his Mind's Eye ability to see that Kiryu was upset. Saitou wasn't positive for a moment whether it was his doing, but as Kiryu spoke, that thought went away. He had to smirk, though. It wasn't like this was a 'therapy session' of sorts just for him. Saitou wasn't often one for words, anyway. Listening to Kiryu wasn't a problem, and had never normally been one.

So just lightly he brushed some of Kiryu's bangs away to look at him properly. "Do you really think I like the sound of my own voice that much." Hint: this was not the time to compare him to Cavil. He probably wouldn't appreciate it much.

Edited 2010-08-20 15:44 (UTC)

Kiryu smirked a little, thinking about making the comparison, but he quickly decided that was a bad idea. Saitou was in a surprisingly good mood; he didn't need to spoil that.

And frankly, listening to himself wasn't making him feel any better. He'd come out here to think, sure, but not to make himself miserable again.

"I like listening to you," he said with a shrug.

Edited 2010-08-20 20:12 (UTC)

Yeahhh that probably would not have gone over well at all. And probably would have gotten Kiryu a few knocks to the head. At the least. But, since he hadn't, no harm done. That admittance made him smirk, though. Couldn't help it. The idea of someone actually liking conversation with him was something Saitou couldn't normally fathom at home. Most times he would be met with glares, curses, or the like. But he had authority there so the ahous that worked under Saitou would just have to deal with it and get back to work. Saitou was a demanding officer, after all. ... At least at home. He couldn't anymore, here.

And that realization does kill his mood somewhat. He didn't have his old job of protecting the people, here. Because with time, society had redefined what 'protecting' entailed. Killing the enemy was no longer included in that. It irked him to no end.

But Saitou figured he'd mulled long enough on this and didn't want to make Kiryu feel awkward sitting there while Saitou said nothing in reply. So he tried a smirk again. "Guess I'll keep talking, then," he murmured with some amusement, before another thought comes to him. "Is Yuusei still here?"

Maybe it was because they were similar in that respect. Kiryu didn't often get curses, but the occasional glare or eye-roll were commonplace. Not to mention the people who had just walked out on him. Sure, for a while he'd been the charismatic leader who had people hanging onto his every word, but eventually...and then the other Dark Signers had been something else altogether.

Kiryu had to smirk back, although there was a bit of uncertainty behind it. He didn't think it had been foolish to visit Yuusei--he hadn't even attacked him--but he hadn't exactly made his feelings a secret.

"Yeah. And he's living in the MAC again, the idiot. Seems like he's been doing okay." He absently started playing with a lock of hair; he seemed to be doing that more and more now that his hair was longer. "The robot stuff really shook him up though. He about had a heart-attack when I told him shit happens almost every month."

He couldn't help but laugh. The idea of Yuusei panicking so much over what was considered 'normal' in the City was humorous, he had to admit. It almost didn't seem like him. It hadn't been often, in the past, when Yuusei was here before for him to even crack a smile. So to panic so much was intriguing.

"Still nothing like the Godzilla episode."

Well, Kiryu had been exaggerating a bit; he'd never known Yuusei to really panic, even when Kiryu was trying to make him fear for his life. the only time he could think of was when Kiryu had almost died saving his life. Yuusei had certainly been unsettled by the information, though, and that was more than enough for him.

"I'm so glad we weren't here for that," Kiryu said with a small chuckle of his own.

Saitou ever getting hold of that information would definitely be intriguing... But anyway.

He'd almost forgotten that he had been overseas in Kyoto during the attack. It seemed so long ago, now. And being reminded of it was making him want to revisit. He'd like his talks with Okita and visiting the Shinsengumi's old headquarters. He'd liked finally hearing people speak and seeing signs in Nihongo. However that would have to wait, ultimately. Saitou wasn't exactly the richest of people. He'd never really taken wealth into account, anyway. But it would be useful if he ever wanted to travel, again.

"I'd almost forgotten," Saitou murmured, fully thinking on that tangent, now. It had been a nice excursion. Kiryu hadn't been that bad of company, either.

Edited 2010-08-21 07:14 (UTC)

"Heh, we almost get stuck over there for a while. It's hard to forget that..."

Not that it would have been a bad thing to end up there for another few days. He had really liked visited Japan; even though he'd lived there his whole life, he'd never been given the chance to see anything but Satellite. Seeing other places had just made him hated that glorified junkyard even more.

And they could visit again. He had more than enough money still squirreled away, saved just for things like that and his trip to Peru. He only used the money he earned at Dancitron and his other odd jobs on a daily basis.

He glanced over to see Saitou deep in thought again and sighed. It probably wasn't about anything good. He probably hadn't come out here to muse on anything positive. He paused before covered Saitou's hand with one of his own, unsure of what to could say.

"True--" he was about to say, though the physical contact caught him offguard. And he paused a few moments before staring back at Kiryu a bit unreadable. Not quite sure what it meant. He knew it meant something but... well he was probably over-thinking again. Best to take it at first glance as a sign of understanding, or the like. Because whatever else he was thinking of seemed too incredulous.

Saitou stayed still a few more seconds, before smirking just the slightest. There were at least some people here who were happy to see him. He knew Kiryu always would. Or at least he hoped so.

Kiryu glanced at him, startled by Saitou's own startlement and had to stare for another moment to figure out why. It was probably...oh. He hadn't even thought about it. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd ever done that, after all. But he supposed that could come across...not really like how he'd meant it.

It's another moment before he actually thought about moving his hand because it clearly wasn't doing any good where it was. At least Saitou didn't seem too bothered...

"I--sorry. You just...looked like you might start brooding again or something..."

Maybe not the first time, but it had been a while. That and Saitou hadn't had much contact with anyone for some time. It didn't exactly happen while at home doing police work. It wasn't something the late 1800s had caught up with, yet.

But he didn't want Kiryu to feel uneasy around him, and smiled barely in return. "You'd be right." And he reached over to squeeze his hand once. It wasn't awkward anymore, promise. "I tend to do that more often than I should, anyway."

Kiryu hadn't even noticed how much he'd tensed up until the brief squeeze made him relax again. At least he hadn't unwittingly destroyed another friendship.

But now that he was on this train of thought...it was probably better to warn him like they had Bakura....

"Yeah...I'm just going to give you something else to think about, though...or not think about. It'll be better if you hear about it from me."

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