i'll tell you another time, it's not the story you need right now. but my bike, my room, the charm i wear around my neck, they're all from people who are gone. they stay, somehow. that i can promise you.
[Yeah, guess he really doesn't need the details of Mikey losing people that are important to him. Just knowing that he dealt with shit like this before is more than enough for now.]
Kind of like carrying reminders of them? I don't think I'm close enough to either of them to do that.
[It'd feel a little strange to Scott. Maybe Yu can do that for Yosuke though.]
[He just hates losing people, not that they weren't-- aren't his friends.]
Should I try to think of good memories of them?
[It makes the pain worse though, remembering how fucking kind and determined Deku was, and Yosuke being pretty chill and easy to talk to when dealing with the maze (he's not going to think about the Hot Springs Incident).]
[Sake?? That's Japanese alcohol or something, right? He's certainly never had it before, but right now, he's willing to take any drink.]
Thanks, Mikey. I'll be there.
[He definitely doesn't have to wait long before Scott's footsteps can be heard outside the shed, stopping only so he can knock on the door. Look, even though they're friends and he invited him in the first place, he doesn't want to just barge in still.]
(mikey said the shed, but that's not where they'll be hanging out. it's cold, so nothing better than some hot sake, right? so when he opens the door, he won't have the other step in. instead, he comes out himself.)
[Despite everything that's been going on, or maybe because things have been so hard, Scott smiles when Mikey opens the door, the familiar sight of his friend soothing some of the guilt that's been lying semi-thick around his shoulders. He'll never fully stop blaming himself for what happened to Deku and Yosuke, but he wasn't useless, being out there was important. He helped Mikey and Kotone and those things alone made the trip worth it.
More people would've been hurt if he wasn't there, right? Maybe he can't make that sort of judgment, but it's what Scott wants to believe.]
Not cramming in your shack today?
[He laughs slightly, but nods, a look of appreciation appearing on his slightly tired face. He's been sleeping okay, mostly, but it's not like he can easily bounce back. As Mikey probably already knows, he's not like him. He's not used to all this.]
Hot sake, we need the stove. It's cold, innit? Something like that can warm your soul.
(his hair is in a full ponytail, and instead of wearing his uniform, he's wearing his casual clothes, a very large hoodie that looks like a dress on him, jeans, and no shoes, which he will remind scott to remove once they enter the dojo. the kitchen is in the first floor, and he needs a chair to grab the sake from the top shelves.
heating it takes him three minutes in the tokkuri, and when he's finished, he brings it with two little cups to the dining table.)
There. With how many Japanese people there are here, you must be having an interesting cultural exchange, hm? It also ain't a shot, even with the size of the cup, so drink it with patience.
Oh, you drink it warm? I didn't know that. Sounds nice though, yeah. Hell of a lot better than cold, cheap beer.
[EXCUSE SCOTT FOR HIS IGNORANCE, MIKEY... but honestly, hot sake on a cold day sounds great. He's already a supporter of 'drink hot chocolate' or something like that during the winter, so this is even better, because alcohol, duh. Breaking the laws that don't exist!!
But he follows Mikey into the dojo, while removing his shoes as requested, letting his socks shuffle across the floor until he's sitting by the table, his legs crossed as he watches him. He offers a small, but sincere 'thank you' when he brings the cups over, sitting still as he nods to his comment. It just feels a little formal, somehow?? Even though it's just Mikey and everything.
And he's trying to show respect and shit.]
Yeah, almost feel like I've been an exchange student in some ways. [Except this place isn't Japan, but.] Learned a lot, I think. It's kind of cool. Have I rubbed off any Americaness on you?
You can drink it cold, too. It's just because of the weather.
(look at him, it's cute to exchange these things. the beer was a nice gift, and mikey's glad he can repay it with his own alcohol -- well, his grandpa's, but all in all, it's his now, isn't it?
the little sip he takes with both hands bring a smile to his face as he gently puts the cup down.)
Maybe a little. I guess time will tell, but I think there's no way to be close to someone and not have something of theirs with you over time. I did think a little about what the United States must be like - my little sister and I have different mothers, and hers is American, but she left her here with us and never came back, so we don't know a lot from first-hand experience, so all we know is really movies and stuff. You're my first non-Japanese friend.
[Scott compliments lightly, the corners of his mouth twitching upward, before he cups the drink in his hand and takes a small sip, as suggested. Mikey said to drink it with patience, so that's what he's going with. The flavor is certainly new, his face twisting slightly as it goes down his throat, but it's something he thinks he can get used to. It's just nice sharing a drink with a friend anyway.
Not thinking about the deaths and everything too.
So, he likes it when Mikey shares more information about himself, about the sister that he was probably looking for when he first arrived. He'd never would've guessed that she was American, but he's never seen her before either. Still, he smiles slightly, unable to stop the laugh at being called his first non-Japanese friend. There's also a warmth there too, having that sort of title, a feeling that Scott welcomes right now.]
I'm the first, huh? Feel like that's a title I can put on my resume or some shit.
(when he was little, and emma had just arrived, he thought she felt alone for being different. sure, both of them are natural blonds, but she's the one whose name was different in every way, thrown in a house where she didn't belong to start. shinichiro, manjiro, emma. sano and kurokawa. mikey's change in name was solely for her benefit, so she felt more at home, more like the welcomed sister like he thought she was. with her surname change and time, everything fell in place. he loves her dearly, and loves who he is due to her existence.
there's such a gentle smile in her face, his eyes closing as he takes the tiniest of sips. a first american friend in a resume? if he was in manjiro's tokyo, honestly? just being mikey's friend overall would give him street rep like no others.)
Makes you that happy? I'd have told you earlier. You're a good friend. I'd make you of the Manji.
[Part of Scott wants to say 'shut up, man' at least good-heartedly, but it's hard to even make that slightly teasing remark when Mikey's just so genuine with his other words. It's really kind of nice to have someone be so honest with him in return, no holding back anything and just saying how they feel. Lot of the other teens just keep things in, something that he's been trying to adopt himself, and it's hard.
At least he doesn't have to worry too much about it with Mikey.]
Yeah, it does. [His smile grows, something in his chest dislodging.] ...And thanks, man, that's uh, really something. I know. Being part of your group.
[He can see why people follow him so easily, why he's the leader despite being so young.] You're a good friend too, kay?
(at least not with things like these. there is no shyness in mikey, he can talk about fondness, dislikes, what he has done, what he hasn't done. information isn't hard to take from him, but how he feels? those things are so much harder. the opening to emotional bonding is narrow, if one doesn't see it, they'll miss it.
so, it's nice, limited, but nice.)
Ah, I know.
(also, no modesty, which is why he laughs, good-hearted.)
[Later on, Scott will realize that Mikey is just as emotionally constipated as all his other friends, maybe even worse in some ways... but that wakeup call won't be now, probably. He's still allowed to enjoy the feeling of openness between them.
Scott joins in with Mikey's laugh, an open sound that isn't held back by anything, before it ends in a large grin from the mutant.]
Yeah, I actually do.
[While he's still in a far better mood, his smile starts to lessen, replaced by visible concern as Scott looks at him. All the shit on the island is still fresh on his mind and he wants to make sure that he's really okay.]
So, you're good and stuff? It was uh, pretty wild seeing you back there.
(so far, nobody's asked him about it. he's going on as he usually would, like he wasn't ever ready to snap any of them in pieces, and not even recognize he was. a state where all he can see is darkness, all he does is walk by impulse, he'd kill like that.
his expression isn't a smile, but neither is it anything else. it's neutral as a single shoulder raises in indifference, but it comes back to place quickly.)
Yeah, I'm cool. Can't lose Takemitchy, it's all, so I got a little carried away. I'm good now that he's safe. I lost quite a few people recently, so I don't want a repeat of that. Regardless of it, I'm glad it wasn't worse. I'm very thankful for you two - I should tell Yuchin that sometime.
[It's understandable not wanting to lose anyone close, but that blind rage that took a hold of Mikey was truly something else. Scott's pretty sure that no one would've been able to pull him out of that trance if Takemitchy wasn't there, after all, he didn't listen to him or Yu, not until Takemitchy spoke up and showed that he was okay. It was the first time he's seen someone consumed by their emotions, especially to the point they wouldn't even listen to reason anymore.
They could've lost another person if Yu and him didn't get to Takemitchy in time and that's fucking terrifying.]
It was like we couldn't even reach you back there.
[How do you even admit that you're kind of scared though? Partly because of the violence he displayed, but also just how different Mikey seemed at the moment. He was far from the charming leader and just... possessed.]
But I think Yu would like hearing that, man. Probably mean a lot to him.
(they could have, and they would have. manjiro wouldn't have even noticed, truth be told, if the entire island had vanished before his very eyes. wouldn't have felt it, wouldn't have seen it. he can't blame scott for worrying - but at the same time, there's nothing he can say. he barely understand it himself. so, there's a gentle smile on his lips. whenever things are tough, whenever he wants to scream inside, a smile blooms on his face.
he's fine, he's got it.)
You don't have to worry.
(he does. EVERYONE DOES. don't get on his ass, though. he's great at making others leave him.)
Yuchin and I are working other shit out right now. When I stop wanting to kick him, I'll thank him. Just give me a few weeks.
[Even though Mikey is telling him not to worry, it doesn't actually stop him from doing so. It's not a order that he can simply follow, mostly because he really fucking cares about him. Scott doesn't plan on getting on his case about it, but it's probably clear to Mikey that this whole incident isn't something he's really ever going to forget about either.
Guess that means he really has to make sure that Takemichty doesn't fucking bite it in the future.
Not that he wants any of his friends to be hurt ever again. He childishly wishes that, even though he knows deep in his heart, that is impossible. Hopefully it'll just be him that gets hurt over any of his friends.]
Hm? Why are you mad at him?
[Is that a pretty bold thing to ask? Well, he'll just blame the sake for that. But really, Scott's kind of surprised to hear that Mikey upset's with Yu, especially since the latter's been deeply hurt with Yosuke's death. So, don't mind Scott as he lightly frowns at him, although he's more than willing to hear him out.]
If someone cut off my legs so I couldn't kick, and I went on a suicide mission, you'd be mad at me too.
(but it's all he's going to say. it's easier to compare it like that, when yu was vulnerable with the one thing that makes him as powerful as he is. for mikey, it'll always be his own physical strength, something not as easily taken, and yet. another shrug.
losing someone doesn't insent others. he'd know it, he's lost too many people, been held against it, and yet, here he is. the last sip of sake warms him, and with two hands, he serves both again.)
It's whatever, it'll pass. How are you and Kototan?
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also, ouch.)
i'll tell you another time, it's not the story you need right now. but my bike, my room, the charm i wear around my neck, they're all from people who are gone. they stay, somehow. that i can promise you.
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Kind of like carrying reminders of them? I don't think I'm close enough to either of them to do that.
[It'd feel a little strange to Scott. Maybe Yu can do that for Yosuke though.]
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Should I try to think of good memories of them?
[It makes the pain worse though, remembering how fucking kind and determined Deku was, and Yosuke being pretty chill and easy to talk to when dealing with the maze (he's not going to think about the Hot Springs Incident).]
Kind of hard right now.
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you wanna come to the shed?
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Yeah, okay. Should I bring anything?
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Thanks, Mikey. I'll be there.
[He definitely doesn't have to wait long before Scott's footsteps can be heard outside the shed, stopping only so he can knock on the door. Look, even though they're friends and he invited him in the first place, he doesn't want to just barge in still.]
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Hey, kitchen.
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More people would've been hurt if he wasn't there, right? Maybe he can't make that sort of judgment, but it's what Scott wants to believe.]
Not cramming in your shack today?
[He laughs slightly, but nods, a look of appreciation appearing on his slightly tired face. He's been sleeping okay, mostly, but it's not like he can easily bounce back. As Mikey probably already knows, he's not like him. He's not used to all this.]
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(his hair is in a full ponytail, and instead of wearing his uniform, he's wearing his casual clothes, a very large hoodie that looks like a dress on him, jeans, and no shoes, which he will remind scott to remove once they enter the dojo. the kitchen is in the first floor, and he needs a chair to grab the sake from the top shelves.
heating it takes him three minutes in the tokkuri, and when he's finished, he brings it with two little cups to the dining table.)
There. With how many Japanese people there are here, you must be having an interesting cultural exchange, hm? It also ain't a shot, even with the size of the cup, so drink it with patience.
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[EXCUSE SCOTT FOR HIS IGNORANCE, MIKEY... but honestly, hot sake on a cold day sounds great. He's already a supporter of 'drink hot chocolate' or something like that during the winter, so this is even better, because alcohol, duh. Breaking the laws that don't exist!!
But he follows Mikey into the dojo, while removing his shoes as requested, letting his socks shuffle across the floor until he's sitting by the table, his legs crossed as he watches him. He offers a small, but sincere 'thank you' when he brings the cups over, sitting still as he nods to his comment. It just feels a little formal, somehow?? Even though it's just Mikey and everything.
And he's trying to show respect and shit.]
Yeah, almost feel like I've been an exchange student in some ways. [Except this place isn't Japan, but.] Learned a lot, I think. It's kind of cool. Have I rubbed off any Americaness on you?
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(look at him, it's cute to exchange these things. the beer was a nice gift, and mikey's glad he can repay it with his own alcohol -- well, his grandpa's, but all in all, it's his now, isn't it?
the little sip he takes with both hands bring a smile to his face as he gently puts the cup down.)
Maybe a little. I guess time will tell, but I think there's no way to be close to someone and not have something of theirs with you over time. I did think a little about what the United States must be like - my little sister and I have different mothers, and hers is American, but she left her here with us and never came back, so we don't know a lot from first-hand experience, so all we know is really movies and stuff. You're my first non-Japanese friend.
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[Scott compliments lightly, the corners of his mouth twitching upward, before he cups the drink in his hand and takes a small sip, as suggested. Mikey said to drink it with patience, so that's what he's going with. The flavor is certainly new, his face twisting slightly as it goes down his throat, but it's something he thinks he can get used to. It's just nice sharing a drink with a friend anyway.
Not thinking about the deaths and everything too.
So, he likes it when Mikey shares more information about himself, about the sister that he was probably looking for when he first arrived. He'd never would've guessed that she was American, but he's never seen her before either. Still, he smiles slightly, unable to stop the laugh at being called his first non-Japanese friend. There's also a warmth there too, having that sort of title, a feeling that Scott welcomes right now.]
I'm the first, huh? Feel like that's a title I can put on my resume or some shit.
[Majiro Sano's First Non-Japanese Friend.]
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there's such a gentle smile in her face, his eyes closing as he takes the tiniest of sips. a first american friend in a resume? if he was in manjiro's tokyo, honestly? just being mikey's friend overall would give him street rep like no others.)
Makes you that happy? I'd have told you earlier. You're a good friend. I'd make you of the Manji.
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At least he doesn't have to worry too much about it with Mikey.]
Yeah, it does. [His smile grows, something in his chest dislodging.] ...And thanks, man, that's uh, really something. I know. Being part of your group.
[He can see why people follow him so easily, why he's the leader despite being so young.] You're a good friend too, kay?
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so, it's nice, limited, but nice.)
Ah, I know.
(also, no modesty, which is why he laughs, good-hearted.)
You feel any better?
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Scott joins in with Mikey's laugh, an open sound that isn't held back by anything, before it ends in a large grin from the mutant.]
Yeah, I actually do.
[While he's still in a far better mood, his smile starts to lessen, replaced by visible concern as Scott looks at him. All the shit on the island is still fresh on his mind and he wants to make sure that he's really okay.]
So, you're good and stuff? It was uh, pretty wild seeing you back there.
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his expression isn't a smile, but neither is it anything else. it's neutral as a single shoulder raises in indifference, but it comes back to place quickly.)
Yeah, I'm cool. Can't lose Takemitchy, it's all, so I got a little carried away. I'm good now that he's safe. I lost quite a few people recently, so I don't want a repeat of that. Regardless of it, I'm glad it wasn't worse. I'm very thankful for you two - I should tell Yuchin that sometime.
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They could've lost another person if Yu and him didn't get to Takemitchy in time and that's fucking terrifying.]
It was like we couldn't even reach you back there.
[How do you even admit that you're kind of scared though? Partly because of the violence he displayed, but also just how different Mikey seemed at the moment. He was far from the charming leader and just... possessed.]
But I think Yu would like hearing that, man. Probably mean a lot to him.
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he's fine, he's got it.)
You don't have to worry.
(he does. EVERYONE DOES. don't get on his ass, though. he's great at making others leave him.)
Yuchin and I are working other shit out right now. When I stop wanting to kick him, I'll thank him. Just give me a few weeks.
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Guess that means he really has to make sure that Takemichty doesn't fucking bite it in the future.
Not that he wants any of his friends to be hurt ever again. He childishly wishes that, even though he knows deep in his heart, that is impossible. Hopefully it'll just be him that gets hurt over any of his friends.]
Hm? Why are you mad at him?
[Is that a pretty bold thing to ask? Well, he'll just blame the sake for that. But really, Scott's kind of surprised to hear that Mikey upset's with Yu, especially since the latter's been deeply hurt with Yosuke's death. So, don't mind Scott as he lightly frowns at him, although he's more than willing to hear him out.]
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(but it's all he's going to say. it's easier to compare it like that, when yu was vulnerable with the one thing that makes him as powerful as he is. for mikey, it'll always be his own physical strength, something not as easily taken, and yet. another shrug.
losing someone doesn't insent others. he'd know it, he's lost too many people, been held against it, and yet, here he is. the last sip of sake warms him, and with two hands, he serves both again.)
It's whatever, it'll pass. How are you and Kototan?
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