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Fate 28 -◘[Video/In Person]◘-

[It's early morning on New Years day and the lobby has found a bit of new decoration. Well, it's not like you wouldn't be used to it by now, right, Manorites? That little 'Happy Birthday'-setup should be a pretty familiar time. It's also in the background as Ryuutaro clicks on the video feed.
He himself is dressed in a pretty fancy and warm-looking kimono, looking only a bit prettier made up than usually. He smiles.]

Good morning and a happy new year to all of you. In case you wondered about this set-up and who it is for, please do not pay any mind to it and just go on with your new years day celebrations.
I have indeed been fortunate enough to be born on this day, but I don't really do anything for it.

Thank you for this bit of your time. I'm off for Hatsumode now.

[He opens his fan and ends the feed. Meeting him anywhere from here to one of the quieter shrines is possible.]

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[He nodded and very reluctantly let go of Ryuutaro's hand. While he knew how the holiday worked, praying was just something he couldn't bring himself to do. He lost all sense of "faith" back on the streets, and had become bitter towards it. Odd, considering how readily he believed the most ridiculous aspects of the occult.

He wouldn't say anything, obviously. He never did. He would just quietly fade into the background while Ryuutaro did what he wanted.]

[Ryuutaro was not surprised in the slightest. So he gave Hayato another smile before sitting down at the according place to pray himself. Even if he was not sure what he believed in anymore, he would not have felt right without this.
He closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander to the upcoming year. The future. Even if fate was a suspicious person, it usually liked him... He could ask it and the gods out there, if they were out there for a good year.
It was important now more than ever, or so it felt.

Even if so many things were different. So many of his usual requests had changed drastically according to the Manor and in the end he had to phrase most of his prayer unspecifically, because he just didn't know.
But it was alright.

For a moment he just sits there, perfectly fitting in the the shrine as surroundings, but it does not take him overly long to get up again and move back to Hayato, nodding]

[Hayato just watches him as he prays. It was almost astonishing how much Ryuutaro blended into the scenery. He really belonged here. He just looked good sitting there in the shrine. When Ryuutaro got up, Gokudera walked over him, and placed his arm around Ryuutaro's waist. While he didn't belong here, or really anywhere, at least not culturally, he was used to it. He was fine just being an outsider though.

He had Ryuutaro. The Vongola. Temari. They weren't really a culture or somewhere he could go and suddenly blend it, but he did belong with them. That was good enough for him.]

I'm finished... Even if this year's prayer was pretty confusing in comparison to former ones.

[He chuckled a bit, even if maybe this was not funny at all. But right now he was in a mood that was too good for allowing him to dwell on this.]

[Hayato laughed a little]

I'll bet. This place kind of makes everything more complicated doesn't it?

[He honestly did his best not to think about it. He didn't want to think about the possibility that in a blink the Author could take Ryuutaro away, or mess with his memories, or even his age. He didn't want to think of the things that could happen that would break this relationship. Or the things she could do to break him. She could bring in Souichi, or Byakuran, even Gamma would be a problem, and what if she sent the Tenth home alone?! These were things he needed to shove away. It was hard enough being so much weaker than his boss already. He didn't need anything else to go wrong either.]

It does, but that's not really news. I got used to it by now.

[They'd have to deal. They always head to and Ryuutaro was starting to accept most of it. A year at the Manor, almost, and he had lots of good memories to lessen the horrible ones. He could imagine staying here for much longer now.]

I guess... it's really not so bad here. I mean, everything important to me is here now....I guess... I got no reason to want to leave...

[The Vongola was here, Ryuutaro was here, he had Temari, and even that Mary broad wasn't so bad. He was happier here than he had been at home. He even liked the more dangerous plots since it gave him something to do. The only way it could get better was if the rest of the Vongola came!

...Varia excluded.]

[Ryuutaro paused for a short moment. This was what he had felt, but never worded, even to himself, because it had scared him]

Yes, actually I'm fine with this place as well by now...
We get out enough for it not to get boring, I suppose.

[He played with his fan thoughtfully, but he was still smiling]

I'd known anyway that my time as a blader the way I knew it would be over. And who knows, we've been to Titanic even. I bet we'll get to a tournament sooner or later, mine cannot be the only world with those.

[The Manor had hurt him badly in the past, made him go through all kinds of pain he had never thought he would experience, but in a way that was mostly fine with him. Maybe not forever, but another year or two would not hurt.]

[He laughs a little]

I'd like to visit your world for a while, maybe I could show you mine too! Or maybe even we could go to Italy or somethin'!

[He sighed and held Ryuutaro a bit closer, shivering as a cold gust of wind blows by.]

Or maybe just somewhere warmer....

[Showing his world to Hayato... it felt like a nice thought, but when he rationally thought about it, it was just odd. Hayato and his world... It did not seem to match very much. He knew Hayato would have the potential to be a perfect blader (if he could keep his temper in check only a little bite more), but he was not sure how he'd even feel about the concept of beyblading in itself. They hadn't really talked about it at all, since the first time.
He had not really talked about beyblading to anybody since then, much. And he kind of missed it.

And then Hayato's last line just made him laugh a bit]

I suppose the last wish is one you that could get granted. A frozen boyfriend is not exactly desirable after all.

[He kept himself close to Ryuutaro, letting the younger boy warm him while he leads him to... somewhere warmer. It didn't matter. He could be anywhere, as long as Ryuutaro was nearby he would be happy.]

[Ryuutaro actually doesn't really know where to go, so for further planning and before Hayato would turn into ice fully, he enters the nearest café.]

I suppose it's a good thing you've never been in Hokkaido for a winter.

[He laughed a little, and rubbed his hands together, quite glad to be in the cafe.]

In Sicily, right now... it's probably almost sixty degrees. At it's coldest, forty. Those are usually just really bad nights though. I never saw snow before I came to Japan. This shit is cold, I dunno how you made it here without a place to stay.

[He's still got a smile, he didn't mind the cold, he just needed several layers before he could ACTUALLY manage to stay outside for more than an hour if he pushed himself. And even then he didn't like to have to be outside too long.]

Usually it was fine. I had got a small portable heater and with that, I managed.

[Not to say it had not been really hard winters sometimes. He had been almost unable to feel his feed and hands in the mornings just so many times.]

But the winter in Hokkaido was definitely the worst, I had to live in hotels for quite some time.

[Which did coast him a lot. It had been awful, almost humiliating, how he had to work so much for just not freezing]

Damn, I wouldn't have made it a year in a place like this. I couldn't afford someplace to live until I was eleven, before that I was pretty easy to con into working for free. In winter I would just sleep under bridges with a jacket to stay out of the rain.

[He leans over and gives Ryuutaro a loving peck on the cheek before he takes a seat at a booth, tugging Ryuutaro next to him so they could stay close.]

I'm very glad you didn't freeze.

The ability I was graced with proved to be useful enough thankfully... There are a lot of people out there who want their fortunes read and they are willing to pay more, the more spectacular I do it.

[Even if that was complete nonsense. He did not need much for an accurate prophecy, but his customers, however believing, would usually not think that was true. For some reason to them, things of great might, had to be interesting to look at as well. At times he was mainly payed for making a show.]

At least it was enough along with the rest of the 'magic' I know.

[The slightly ironic pronounciation on magic was the most he could give to say 'Actually it's circus tricks and some illusions, nothing more'.
He had not ever talked this honest about his work before. It was because Hayato was not a customer and could be trusted. Usually he'd rather be hurt than admitting to his tricks and secrets. It was a magician's end, in terms of work. Even if his circus-tricks were nothing he was overly fond of. Actual hypnosis and illusions suited him better than that, he'd mainly leave that fake-magic to less talented people..

He leaned against Hayato a bit, smiling.]

Japan's winter aren't that bad, you know? It would take a lot more to incapacitate me.

[Hayato happily leaned against Ryuutaro as well. That Kimono just didn't seem to do enough when it came to keeping warm, Ryuutaro on the other hard, was quite warm.

He smiled at the mention of Ryuutaro's ability. If it weren't for that ability, Gokudera probably would have treated him VERY differently.... then they wouldn't be like this. Everything Ryuutaro said just made him smile a little. It was nice being able to just talk so comfortably with someone. It didn't matter what it was, they already knew everything about each other. If truth week happened again, he got the feeling he wouldn't really care. Ryuutaro knew how he viewed himself, if Ryuutaro asked about his time on the streets he would answer. Likewise, Hayato got to know the few things Ryuutaro was ashamed of, and the younger boy was honest with him. It made him feel kind of special...]

You're lucky you're so special! Your world sounds pretty nice all around. I was taught to use dynamite since I was six, it was really the only thing worthwhile I could make a living off of.

[He cuddles a little closer about the winter comment, laughing a little.]

I'll show you an Italian winter someday, then you'll how bad this winter is.

Then I will have a comparison, but I doubt it will convince me fully. I still think there winters are fine, if we exclude Hokkaido ones. And we even have the hotel here, I don't see anything bad about it at all.

[If Hayato was to show him Italian summer however, Ryuutaro would probably end up complaining twice as much as Hayato did now.]

And my world is not that nice, but I suppose nice enough, especially after seeing the places we have been at already.

[He did go through a lot of pain in his world, pain no simple monster apocalypse could make him go through. But right now he didn't feel anything bad as he talked about it. This was a comfortable conversation rather than something depressing and he could talk about everything just fine. Supposedly that was what trust was about.
Being able to carelessly mention things without having to be brought completely on edge first.]

I think no snow is a pre-requisite for a good winter in my book.

[While a big part of him hated his homeland, another part of him was desperately homesick. He missed the language, the climate, the sites, the food, and the culture. While he was very much an outsider to most Italians, he knew how to blend in and look like he belonged. Even his little gestures would fit in, and he wasn't as awkward as he was in Japan. In Japan he had to think about everything he did before hand to see if it would make sense to the culture. It was hard, and he missed just being able to act as normal and not really be thought of as some strange foreign creature.

He let that guard down around Ryuutaro a little bit. He knew there was no way he could hide something like that to someone so close. Still, he had to keep it in check enough so that Ryuutaro understood what he was doing and why.]

Well, you came out right, and you lived sorta like I did. I wonder what Sicily is like where you're from...

I did. [Naturally] But amazingly enough I am not the only person in my world.

[Hey, some open straight-forward arrogance, isn't that refreshing?]

It might be a nice place in comparison, but sometimes comparison just does not cover all there is to it.

[He'd seen so much misery lately, it was hard to see his world as just some kind of utopia... Even after all this time. Maybe because the last person from his world he could talk to had been Reiji.]

As for Sicily... I wouldn't know, I'm afraid, I never left Japan before I came here. Not yet, at least. I was planning to go on an international tournament one day, should they ever hold one.

[Hayato smiled as he listened. As much as Ryuutaro tried to make it sound, his world was a nice and soft one. For someone with his personality to get as shaken as he did by violence, it had to be a soft world. There were so many things he had never told Ryuutaro some of the horrible things he had to do, just so that he could eat. Granted, he knew he was an odd case even in his world, but because of that, he had seen the worst his world was capable of. He didn't ultimately care about trying to make it better or fix it, it was all buried far too deep in the structure. He was simply far more jaded about people than he should have been.

As arrogant and self-centered as Ryuutaro could be, seeing others hurt could shake him up pretty bad. He remembered talking to him during the slasher week, and the week in the zombie-city, and he remembered him talking about the organization he joined. Which, by the sounds of it, didn't take a single life.

The teen chuckled a bit and smirked.]

I dunno, it always seemed pretty soft to me.

[He took a deep breath and looks off at nothing in particular, his smile turning slightly bitter.]

Don't visit it. Italy is one thing, but if it's even remotely like the Sicily I know, it's a big shit hole filled with the scum of the Earth.

Our worlds are not that different, so I suppose it would be similar...

[But this is just nagging on him quite a bit. He isn't angry, but the way Hayato talked about his world without having been there did bother him a bit.]

'Soft' is an easy word to say, having not been there. But I doubt prison cells vary a lot between the worlds.

[He said it casually, not in the mood to fight at all, but unable to let go of this without further talking it out]

[He shrugged a bit.]

I wouldn't know... I never got stuck in one, but... I remember during the slasher week, you got really shook up. More than most people.

[His smile returns, and it's a warm one. It wasn't something that he looked down on, just the opposite. It was endearing. He felt Ryuutaro was so lucky to come from where he did, and that plot was the first time he had gone to see Ryuutaro after they met.

He holds Ryuutaro a little tighter.]

I thought it was nice.... well not nice but... y-y'know... it was...

[His face scrunches up, and he scratches his hair with his free hand as he tries to think of the word. Well, he knew the word he wanted to use, but calling someone 'sweet' wasn't exactly the most manly thing ever. Ah, what the fuck ever, this was Ryuutaro.]

I thought it was sweet of you...

[Sweet? Ryuutaro supposed he has heard worse compliments than that. He smiled quite... yes, sweetly actually, looking up at Hayato.]

So?

[He merely remembered having been miserable on that day, but if somehow something positive came from that, he certainly didn't mind.]

That's nice to know.

It was nice to see... that you were so bothered by it. Uh... that came out wrong. What I mean is... I dunno...

[He let out a sigh, god turning feelings into words felt weird... and horribly awkward.]

I almost forgot there were still people that were bothered by that sort of thing. [He shrugged again] It was nice to be reminded.

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