sunny side up.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[and after a week's absence here, two years have passed--enough for that this guy is hopping from a door, clad in a school uniform. no bandages in sight? that's a shocker--and it might make you think he isn't who he is, especially since--]

--need to worry, I promise I'll work hard. I'll take care of myself on the stage, I--... promise?

[and he's looking around and puffs a cheek out.]

Umm. I thought this place wasn't real.

[ooc; cough, yeah, i have no control so two weeks shortened to one. stuttersora is back and post-bomb shelter six, meaning he's with a nice foster family and, at the moment, had just finished moving into his own apartment near Broadway.]

Comments

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

It's not.

[bored. might as well mess with peoples' heads for a while.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[... excuse him as he pulls at the collar of his dress shirt.]

Um... but I can't be dreaming unless I just fainted at the door.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

Not a dream either.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

So if it's not a hallucination or an illusion or a dream, it's gotta be real.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[...yes, that is a dragon made of paper.]

Why'd you think that?

1/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Well, I was here for a few months, and--...

2/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

--I thought the dragons couldn't talk!

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[k-kind of amused.]

I'm not usually a dragon.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

... you're not? Then why are you?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't even know who it is, just walking by with an indignant look and his cheetah tail flicking.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[but he does. he just grins.]

Human to demon to human and now you're a cheetah? Geez, I wish I got into half of the trouble you get into!

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[that stops his step. he turns his head back, and studies him for a moment. it's not ringing any bells, not without that stutter to go with that smile. he's slightly wondering if this is the product of breakup even, if that's what it took for Sora to force himself to talk better. that's kind of a painful thought, but at the same time it could be a completely different person.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Sorry. I guess I outgrew you, huh. In two years, too.

[one hand comes out of his pocket and he presses it to his lips before closing his eyes--after a moment or two, he's not as loud, and he speaks.]

D-D-Does th-this... r-ring any b-b-bells?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[pauses and looks back at him before beaming.]

Hey!

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[and he's hugging him tightly back. ... he's about the only person he can confess this to, so it'd be fine, right..?]

Yup! I ran away from my dad so he wouldn't abuse me anymore, and then I was taken in by some foster parents. I was about to work on Broadway, but looks like I'm here instead.

shall we try this again? xD

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[walks on by, hands in his pockets.]

apparently so. XD

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[looks over at him and smiles.]

Hey, you look down.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[just sort of stares for a moment. he feels like he's talked to this guy before, but he can't place when or where.]

This is my happy face.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Doesn't look like it.

[blink, and--nope, nope. he has no boundaries, cupping his cheek and leaning in way too close.]

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[....ju-just staring]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[pause. grins, waves.]

Heya, Riku! Long time, no see!

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

You're...alive?

[yeah still staring]