yogen | heat-haze daze

I don't know if I'd call any of it interesting, but I did find a couple things to wear.

( he's more concerned with being able to have access to more than four outfits... bro that's not even enough to get him through a school week!! though, what he has is also better than what's in his locker now, so even if it's less than ideal, amami's not complaining about it either. he'll stretch out his arm so komaeda can get a better look at the sweaters, all the same shades of black and bearing the same freaky bird emblem of the school on them. )

What do you think?

Add-kun.

( he says that like he's calling amami that, but actually, he's making a suggestion. )

If you go to him, he's able to sew to make it different if you aren't interested in the style.

( trusting someone enough to accommodate his ultimate? well, everyone should do what they can for them, and that makes the timelord no different. also the simple fact that komaeda feels like...

ah, nevermind. ) Anything would like nice on you, though... You'd be the perfect Ultimate Model.

( a pause, blinking, and amami breaks out into a laugh. not mocking, mind you, but more amused with a hint of red colouring his cheeks. pulling his arm back to rest now that komaeda's seen his picks, he'll scratch at the side of his neck with his other hand. )

You think so? I don't think I'm that good looking, but I appreciate the compliment.

( not that he'd mind, it just — you know, it doesn't quite check out. )

If that's the case though, maybe I'll have to ask him some time. Do you know what kind of things he likes?

( same as with rokkun; he's not expecting anything for free. )

Of course, Add-kun likes cats, science, and... are you willing to kill, Amami-kun?

( despite they're shopping, komaeda looks to the other almost serious. he's done it already, taken a life, and he'd do it again if need be just for the hope of others. as for add, he doesn't know his hope, he doesn't have a reason for why he does what he does aside from furthering his knowledge. in a way, that's a hope, but one he won't use to say he has one — he finds himself different, he remains an outcast, and komaeda watches as the other pursues things on his own whims, but is willing to help others.

that sort act is so admirable that komaeda can't even do it himself, but it works out in add's favor, it goes to show that he's able to benefit others. those types of bonds are what the ultimate likes to see, anyway. )

Aside from that, if you're able to give into any of those desires of his, he'll be willing! Ah, but you're an Ultimate, he should be amazed by you anyway... I am.

( but he says that to every ultimate, especially as he reaches out to grab the clothes folded on the male's arm, he's only doing this so the other doesn't have to carry anything. )

I'm not.

( and the look of exasperation on his face says he's tired as hell just from being asked that. also kind of tired about the ultimate thing, but he's given in to that for the time being — there doesn't seem to be any convincing komaeda otherwise, in any case. he'll kind of look at komaeda for a moment as he moves to take the clothes though, a little confused, but holds them out after a moment with a resigned expression. )

I'll see about the first two, then.

( he takes them. )

Don't worry... I'll always love the sort of person you are, even if you can't...

( which is a shame, komaeda finds the ultimate in a way, invigorating. it's enough to send a shiver down his spine as he thinks about it, how his arms wrap around his body to keep his composure. he's shaking, ecstatic, and the outfit in his arms is being wrinkled from his tight grip, until he remembers to breath again. taking in a gasp of air from manhandling himself too roughly, he swallows down the saliva in his throat before he manages to slob. )

...! I'm such a failure, even I can't handle simple tasks.

( he's sorry about that, and there's even a frown proving so. )

...

( first of all, what is wrong with this freak. second of all, amami did not sign up for this. can we please act normal in the store? please? ugh... but amami will kind of glance away, like he's not entirely sure how to deal with the situation, as an uncomfortable grimace pulls at his lips. he absently checks out a few of the shirts next to them while komaeda has his moment and he tries to figure out how to respond to that. )

I hadn't taken you to be the type for ties though.

( struck him as more of a "disheveled on purpose" type of style. )

Only for formal wear, but Hinata-kun likes them.

( he's more of a formal wear all the time kind of guy, and komaeda would be someone to know that since... that's how the other dresses. with a frown, he finally looks to where amami was glancing, and he recognizes that as him being interested in something else. making amami uncomfortable? komaeda would never be able to do that. )

His other clothes were damaged, so I have no choice, but to make him look like something. He is around our fellow Ultimates, after all.

Oh, Hinata-kun. ( that checks out. ) So you two are talking again?

( last he remembers, even when hinata was improving some, he still didn't seem to be too fond of talking to komaeda. which, you know, entirely valid; amami feels it, but it's probably good to know if they're on speaking terms again. but the shirt isn't actually all that interesting, so drawing his hand away from it, amami will take a few steps around the store — you know, looking for something else to catch his eye. )

If that's how you want to insinuate it, I'm in no position to correct you, or deny.

( so he's leaving it up in the air, very typical of komaeda who doesn't answer straightforward questions, instead, he keeps them open to discussion, and if he speaks with hinata himself... he'll learn the truth. everyone can have a conversation with him, but he wonders amami's thoughts once he does speak with him — if he doesn't know, it means he hasn't exchange words yet. )

On that subject, if I may pry... how was the talk with Rokkun?

( he didn't... explain shit to komaeda. )

( rokkun? it takes amami a minute, actually — has to kind of work to remember what komaeda is even talking about before it hits him. )

About that... Did you set me up? ( 'cause it kind of felt like amami was set up. )

He was pretty upset about the whole thing — said something about a promise.

I wouldn't set up an Ultimate, what are you talking about?

( sure, rokkun ran at him and threw the jacket in his face, but... he's just like that. thinking about it does cause him to sigh, why did he even act that way, he did say he wanted his jacket back. )

A promise...

( it takes komaeda a moment to try and remember what that all entails, but... )

He has trouble making friends, so that's probably why he didn't have an attitude you liked...

It's not that I didn't like his attitude. He acted like you knew something important about that jacket though — like it was supposed to be a message I didn't know I was delivering for you.

( like, he thought it was a jacket. just that, nothing special about it. but didn't you say it had pink on it? honest to god should have just kept that shit at this rate to feed rokkun's weird delusions. )

So it's true... he really didn't give you the rock.

( with a hand brought to his chin, he rubs slowly as he thinks back to how the other reacted. even now, komaeda still has his jacket because he never took it back. he must really want komaeda to keep it? )

Forgive me, Amami-kun... I'm sorry that happened to you, he wanted his jacket back, that was the promise. ( ... ) I didn't believe it mattered since he's into trading.

It didn't really seem like he wanted it back. Not from me, anyway.

( but if it wasn't intentional, then he guesses it wasn't — komaeda is a handful, but this doesn't strike amami as the type of thing he'd lie about. )

It's fine, though — there was one just lying around by the lockers. Crazy coincidence, right?

He could have changed his mind, and saw how great you are.

( that's probably what happened, rokkun saw his greatness? )

Do you have it on you?

I mean, I'm not that great, and I don't think anybody other than you really thinks I am.

( if he does? hard to tell, some days. and just look at him — plain-ass looking guy. he'll pull the adderstone out of his pocket though, holding it up for komaeda to see. )

Right here.

You're an Ultimate, and the others aren't. He can appreciate you as well, I know he does.

( no he doesn't, komaeda. no he doesn't. )

Oh, it has a hole in it? ( he sticks his index finger through it, slightly curious.

bend, bend. )

( exasperated-ass expression that says not this shit again. )

I'm trying not to lean too hard on that. Talent's still up in the air, remember?

( also it's a teeny hole, will it fit through that hole... idk... maybe he can poke it. either way, amami just kind of looks at him like he's not entirely sure what he's doing, smile froze on his face. )

I mean it when I say this, your hope... is overwhelming, so it's pretty important.

( oh, can it not fit, if not... he'll try only because this won't stop him, but after a few minutes, he'll remove his hand to peek through the hole. )

It could cover the world, and I wonder why that is.

( but he thinks of everyone like that. )

( hope he enjoys his view of night-time yogen — actually, where's the student store? he might just be looking into the void right about now. yeah i just checked i'm pretty sure komaeda gets to see amami chilling in the middle of the void. )

Cover the world sounds like a bit much.

( he doesn't feel all that hopeful — just stubborn enough not to give up. more importantly: )

Nice view?

( how creepy, and yet, he smiles at the sight of it — it's like easier access. )

Yes, it's nice... but there's no bloodshed to go there, isn't it a waste if we can't push our limits to obtain what we want?

( he raises his hand, wrapping his hands around the male's wrist to keep him in place so he can continue looking here and there, only able to see as much as the hole is willing to give. the school burned down, nauseating for people who aren't used to it, and he looks at how perfect amami stands there, no blood attached to his clothes. he leans forward, chuckling softly as he removes his hand.

his eyes look up to amami, and back to how "normal" their surroundings are. )

Rokkun has... such odd tastes, and yet he's so secretive. Now wonder he likes rocks so much.

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