when the bubblegum pops

[sisters]

Who: Rantarou Amami & you
What: September catch-all
When: September & some backdates
Where: Various locations
Warnings: TBA

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01.) the world lights at your smile
•　open — 08/27-31, around the school

( it's true that, the morning after he opens his eyes in the courtyard once more, amami doesn't waste any time on checking up on the people he feels like he needs to speak to. at the same time, it's a pretty short list, and half of them are gone. how much of a difference does it really make if he comes back one week or the next anyway? if he doesn't go out of his way to find someone though, it's still entirely possible to see him around the school — borrowing a sketchbook from the art room, taking some notes in the music room, or moving what seems to be an obscene amount of money into his locker. noticing the presence of anyone he hasn't seen in a while, he'll offer a wave and a warm smile in the midst of whatever he's doing.

on the 27th in particular, he can be found rummaging through a locker that some might recognize is clearly not his. the first twenty minutes or so are spent haphazardly scribbling notes down from a series of stickies pinned up against the locker door. the remainder of the time is spent picking out belongings from the locker one-by-one to take a look at before he decides whether he should drop them into a backpack that's half-slung over his shoulder. to his credit, he doesn't seem to be interested in too much of it, putting the majority back in after a cursory glance, but it's entirely possible that it could stand out to someone familiar with locker 097. )

02.) and shines at the sound of your laugh
•　open — anywhere, any time

( have an idea? feel free to throw anything else my way, or if you're unsure, you can hit me up via pm or at kagehira! )

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[sisters]

Nah, it's fine. I get it.

( even if saihara was looking for something like that, while amami might not be the best person for it, it isn't as if it wouldn't have been understandable. the two of them — before, at least, they had been near inseparable from what he'd seen. even if saihara didn't linger in her shadow the same way in this place, it doesn't change the fact that the two of them must have been pretty close.

and, truth be told, amami can't act like he wasn't just as grateful for her presence. )

I tried to stop by her classroom before, and nobody seemed to know what I was talking about.

( he kind of grimaces, but his voice softens slightly as he continues, gaze following saihara's. )

... Her name isn't on the rosters anymore, either.

( which he's been making a habit of checking. you know, just in case. )

[unsurely]

[ Nodding, he grips at the hem of his sleeve with his fingers, hoping somehow that the gesture is subtle enough to get missed. ]

Right. That's the same thing... that happened with Naegi-san, too.

[ And others as well, but Naegi was one of the first -- and the one that Saihara looked into when it happened, searching together with Ishimaru throughout the school. In a kind of frustrating way, a lot of the questions they'd asked back then have no answers even now, and might still be valid. Five months later... just goes to show that they've made no progress on certain fronts, and it makes Saihara kind of restless.

If only he was a better detective... if only Kirigiri or Sherlock were still here instead... but this isn't the time for that. Amami probably doesn't even know who Naegi was, not from maybe more than just hearing about him a little. ]

So it's not that it doesn't happen in here, it's just... I couldn't ignore it. After all, back in the Ultimate Academy, it might not be in the same order but you and Akamatsu-san... were gone not too far from each other.

[ Well, dead is the word he's looking for, but that feels a little... callous to say. ]

[sisters]

And so you're worried that history is going to repeat itself.

( amami can finish the thought for him, and he kind of pauses for a moment, leaving it to settle in the air between them. he doesn't look too displeased about it though; a calm, thoughtful expression rests on his features as he considers the idea. while he isn't fond of it, it's not so unreasonable of saihara to think of such a thing. the concern, for all of the unfortunate past that it reflects, is something sincere, and he appreciates it.

breathing out a sigh, amami glances to the windows, taking in the view of the sky outside. )

I don't plan on disappearing so easily, but I guess it's hard to make any promises in a place like this, huh.

( that said, he doesn't feel like he was called out here just so saihara could tell him "btw i think you might die soon," so he'll return his gaze to rest on the boy beside him, maybe a little bit expectant. )

What do you think we should do then?

[unsurely]

[ Yeah, he's... feeling that. Amami's expectation for something more from him, which is kind of embarrassing on some level -- but the implication of trust it holds would have made Saihara happy too, if not in this context. His gaze only dances for a second, with that typical difficulty he has that's more related to his own internal hangups than anyone else's fault, before he manages to return it. ]

Ah, well... to tell you the truth, it made me realize a little more than that. It's not just you... I'm sure something could happen to any of us.

[ Even himself. Reaching briefly into his pocket, he fishes out a slip of paper that was clearly positioned, from the ease with which it comes through, to be on hand for this very purpose. He offers it to Amami without much fuss, just a simple, quiet gesture. If Amami opens it, he'll find the number "097" and then another few digits penned neatly in Saihara's handwriting. ]

That's... um, my locker code. I have a few things in there that might be useful... and a lot of the information I've gathered is written down, too. If something happens to me... it would make me feel better if someone else still had access to them.