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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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Aand his face went blank again. He wanted to feel apprehension, maybe, but by the way Kiryu was going on it wasn't something too terrible. At least in the younger man's mind. Still, it didn't seem anything to be too wary about.

He leaned back some on the bench, then, going back to his original position of crossing his arms behind his head and staring up. He thought well that way. Though not as well when his cigarette was finished (he'd light one in a minute. Maybe.)

"That would be?"

Kiryu smiled a little, to show that it really wasn't anything bad. It was possible Saitou had guessed at it already in the few days he'd been home.

"I don't know if you knew, but Alastair and I were together for a while. It kind of just happened. We--I broke it off after you died, but...we decided to try it again. Just so you know." He shrugged awkwardly, adding with a slightly bigger smirk, "We're going to try to keep it down 'cause of Bakura but, you know, I don't know how much of what goes on you can hear or not."

He wasn't an ex-detective for nothing, so, yes; he'd made a few theories before Kiryu had finished. And wasn't too surprised to find Kiryu's answer to involve Alastair. Honestly it would have taken an idiot not to realize the goings-on of their floor. It had been half the reason Saitou had locked them in his room, in the first place. He knew they were already particularly close, and lo, the arguments had settled fairly fast.

... So why did he feel disappointed? "I've told you before I can single out certain sounds and mute them by now." That's all he was going to say on it. Saitou was still pondering why he felt any sort of reaction at all.

"Yeah, but it's always nice to have a heads-up."

He relaxed a little more, although he wasn't sure why he'd been so tense or why he cared so much what Saitou thought about that. He supposed it was common courtesy to let your roommate/best-friend know about things like that, although they hadn't bothered the first time around. He'd meant to, never gotten around to it, and then figured that Saitou probably figured it out on his own anyway.

And what had he been expecting? Even if Saitou hated the idea, it wasn't like he was going to walk off in fit of disgust or anything.

Saitou hadn't really blamed Kiryu trying to keep it down when they had been last together, anyway. He was a private man himself, after all. Others having the same view was fine by him. Sometimes he wished others would be more like that (coughHiruma), but Saitou supposed that was asking too much. Damn.

He only made a sound indicating he'd heard before looking ahead and muttering. "If he does anything stupid I might have to kill him, just so you know." In a way that was Saitou's 'heads-up,' but take it as you will. He was still having a fun time pushing other thoughts down.

Kiryu blinked over at him, definitely surprised by that. Even he thought that was a bit overkill. Unless Alastair actually betrayed one of them to the cops, or killed one of them, he much preferred his friend alive. What had happened in January...well, that hadn't really been anything. That had been his mistake.

"Saitou..." That didn't mean it didn't feel really damn good to know someone cared so much about him. "Heh, you'll have to beat me to it. But he's not the one who does stupid stuff..."

Kiryu there's no such thing as overkill didn't you know that already? Especially considering who he was talking to, after all. Saitou had had multiple ideas for what to do with Cavil, should he have ever escaped. Not that he wanted to dwell on that. But he had had a number of vengeful ideas pop up before the idiot had disappeared. Didn't do any good to get frustrated over it now; who knew if he'd even remember his crimes if he ever returned.

Kiryu had a slight point, though; the young man beside him was more likely to get intro trouble than the hacker boy. But Alastair could still be a bad influence at times. And it only made Saitou more exasperated every time one of them was up to something. "I suppose," he replied finally, though it didn't sound like he really meant it. He was drifting again; couldn't help himself much.

Well, usually Kiryu was one for overkill, but not when it came to a friend. For Cavil? There was no such thing. But Alastair definitely wasn't Cavil or the Major or whoever had killed Starscream.

Kiryu glanced over again and sighed. Saitou was just going to be broody no matter what, it seemed. He could understand it before, but for this? He'd thought he was joking when he said he'd be giving Saitou something else to think about.

Honestly even if Kiryu hadn't mentioned anything, he still would be brooding as such. He couldn't help it at the moment. His porting back in hadn't exactly gone off to a good start. But at least by now he'd successfully shoved down those incredulous ideas from a few minutes ago. He had too much on his plate as is, that wasn't a necessary burden to add onto it.

Though Saitou paused when hearing that faint sigh. No doubt his demeanor was bringing Kiryu down, as well, when he really didn't need that. So after a second of thinking on it, he lightly put his hand back on Kiryu's shoulder with a slight smile. Kiryu hadn't come out here to listen to him, either. Obviously there were things on his mind, too. And Saitou didn't mind listening.

"Never mind that. You didn't come all the way out here to watch me mull too much." Another attempt at a smile, though this one was a bit more genuine, before appearing serious again. "You said you knew who had killed one of your friends?" Not the cheeriest of subject changes, but it was something. And it took the center of attention off himself. Which Saitou preferred.

Kiryu smiled back, glad that it didn't look like Saitou was going to stay broody, until Saitou said that. His smile tightened and quickly disappeared; he couldn't keep up even a mocking smile with this subject.

"Yeah. The Major. And I'm sure he had help." His fist clenched again but he was able to stay mostly calm. "He's going to die."

Edited 2010-08-24 00:29 (UTC)

Damn. Wrong thing to say. He'd kind of hoped that that smile would have lasted longer. But it was already said and he couldn't retract it, so instead listened intently. And frowned at the imagined scenarios going on in his head.

"Killing him won't keep him dead. It's better to render him helpless and no longer a threat and keep him in that condition." Why no we didn't approve of Jason Todd's mutilating the Joker, whyever would you say that.

"I don't care," he muttered, but it was enough to show that yes, he did, and he hated that it was true. "I can't go after him anyway. But the one who's going to...he'll make him suffer. He has more self control than I do."

Nope, didn't approve of Jason Todd at all...

Saitou didn't like it any more than Kiryu did, that goes without saying. But it was still better than killing someone over and over again and just having to catch them every time they were resurrected. For the police and anyone else, that was beyond frustrating. It didn't keep the City safe and it didn't make its citizens any happier with the law enforcement. Saitou still had concern for his former team, after all. He was certain Kiryu felt the same about his own.

But that last part made him look over, scrutinizing somewhat. "You know someone already planning an attack." It wasn't a question.

...Whoops. Maybe that hadn't been the best think to say. Of course Saitou would zero in on that. He wasn't sure whether he should be wary or not. He doubted Saitou liked the Major any more than he did, but who knew if he'd see this as justice or not.

"I don't know what he's planning," Kiryu said after a moment. Which was true; he really had no idea what Shockwave was going to do. Just that he was going to do something eventually.

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