Ryuugamine Mikado (Shark) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
digitalemperor) wrote2013-03-01 04:08 pm
digitalemperor) wrote2013-03-01 04:08 pm
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Memory 24
Memory: Significant Neutral - Meeting Izaya (First day pt 4) (Vol 1, chapter 4, part 3)
Game: Game (didn't play)
Game Master: Masked Lady
Day: 204
Notes: Memories are in the form of little teddybear head-shaped wagashi in your team's color. Awwww. I'm sure their beady little candy eyes won't stare at you judgingly all.
Also, each team/knight may take one of the stuffed animals they did not put in the box home with them. taken
And then, in the next second—
His resolutions and his emotions once again fell into chaos, as another wave of foreboding and anticipation crashed down.
“Yo.”
It was a rather hearty greeting. The voice was clear, with not a trace of obscurity, as if the sky was saying hello, and extremely refreshing.
It was such a bright greeting, but the moment Masaomi heard the voice, his expression changed into that looked as if ten million arrows had lodged themselves into his back. He momentarily broke into a bout of sticky, cold sweat. Gingerly, he turned in the direction of the voice.
On seeing Masaomi’s reaction, Mikado followed and turned too. He saw a sprightly young man. His features were delicate, yet he gave off an air of hardened maturity and competency, or more aptly, he appeared ‘dignified’. His gentle irises seemed to be able to accommodate everything, and seemed to be exuding all sorts of emotions. Coupled with his attire, he looked like someone with quite the personality, and yet there was nothing particularly alarming about him. In fact, he gave off an air of uncertainty.
It was hard to judge how old he was from his appearance and Mikado could only estimate to be a little over twenty, but he was unable to confirm this.
“Long time no see, Kida Masaomi-kun.”
Facing the man who had called out his whole name, an expression Mikado had never seen before crossed Masaomi’s face, and he swallowed.
“Ye...yeah...hi.”
The sight of Masaomi stammering disrupted Mikado’s thoughts for a moment.
—This is the first time I’ve seen Kida-kun like this...
Fear and disgust coalesced in his eyes, but he was trying his best to suppress these feelings in his expression.
“That a Raira uniform? You got in huh. First day of school? Congrats.”
The man’s congratulation was relatively indifferent, but it wasn’t devoid of emotion either. It was like he was using the least emotion possible (but not totally absent) in his tone of voice. Just like that.
“Oh yeah. Thanks.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“It’s rare for you to come over to Ikebukuro...”
“Yeah, that’s because I’m meeting up with some friends. And this is?”
As he said this, he glanced at Mikado and in that moment, their eyes met. Normally, Mikado would have looked elsewhere, but now he couldn’t break his gaze. It felt like if he did, he wouldn’t be acknowledged by this person. Mikado didn’t know why he thought like this, and could only remain motionless under the man’s eerily sharp-eyed gaze.
“Oh, he’s just an ordinary friend.”
Normally Masaomi would have told the other person Mikado’s name, but now it was very obvious that he had absolutely no intention of doing so. And the man turned to Mikado and said carelessly, “I’m Orihara Izaya, nice to meet you.”
On hearing this name, Mikado suddenly understood everything. One of the people he shouldn’t get involved, someone he shouldn’t make an enemy of. But, the man in front of him didn’t seem all that dangerous, at least not like he’d imagined. Besides those sharp eyes of him and his handsome face, he looked like just any other youth. Maybe except for his glossy black hair. In the surrounding crowd full of people sporting dyed hair, he stood out. He seemed more like an intellectual who gave tuition in some remote district.
—He looks more normal than I thought.
Still thinking that, he told the man his name.
“Sounds like the name of an air conditioner.”
Izaya said that right after hearing Mikado’s name. There was no derision or surprise in his words, purely what he thought.
And just as Mikado contemplated about whether to reply or not, Izaya slowly raised his hand and waved, without waiting for Mikado to talk.
“It’s about time for me to meet my friends, so see ya.”
After that, Izaya hurried away. After watching him leave, Masaomi puffed out his chest and took a deep breath.
“It’s about time for us to go too...oh yeah, where were we supposed to go?”
“That person just now—is he really that scary?”
“I wonder if you could say he’s scary...but...I did quite a few things while I was still in junior high...so I met that person once, and then I got scared of him. Well how to put it...his scariness is on a different level from those hooligans. It’s more of ‘unstable’. Or rather, unpredictable. It’s like every five seconds his way of thinking changes drastically. I don’t think you could say his scariness is dangerous, per se, it’s more like...’nauseating’. A kind of feeling that slowly oozes into your consciousness.
Anyway, I’m never going back to that ‘side’. So don’t come looking for me if you want to smoke pot.”
Pot. After suddenly hearing that word, Mikado hurriedly shook his head. He’d never seen marijuana before, but based on the knowledge he got from the Web, even he knew what it was.
“I was kidding. You’re so obedient, I think you’d probably only pick up cigs and beer only when you turn exactly twenty. Anyway, you’d better remember this, it’s best not to get involved with that guy and Heiwajima Shizuo.”
Masaomi didn’t seem like he had any intention of saying anymore about Izaya, so he turned soundlessly towards the crowds.
This was the first time Mikado had seen Masaomi like this. He decided that Masaomi’s peculiar state of mind at the moment was more important and pushed the subject of Izaya to the back of his mind.
—This place will never stop interfering with the normality of my life.
Mikado didn’t really have a reason to think about all this, but the more he thought about it, the more he expected from this place and the life he was about to lead.
He’d only been here a few days, but the words ‘I want to go home’ had completely vanished from Mikado’s dictionary.
The cold, indifferent crowds he had once thought them to be were like saints marching before him today.
—Something exciting’s going to happen next. It definitely will. The adventure I’ve been looking for is starting, like in dramas and mangas. It’s going to happen here, there’s no doubt about it.—
Such twisted thoughts made Mikado’s eyes shine, and kindled his hopes for his life as of tomorrow.
Note:
-Meeting Izaya
-Masaomi sure is terrified of him
-Learning a little about how Masaomi was into some illegal stuff but dropping it
-Intrigued by Izaya
What we learned:
This Izaya guys scares Masaomi but he doesn't look that bad. Ikebukuro sure is interesting.
Game: Game (didn't play)
Game Master: Masked Lady
Day: 204
Notes: Memories are in the form of little teddybear head-shaped wagashi in your team's color. Awwww. I'm sure their beady little candy eyes won't stare at you judgingly all.
Also, each team/knight may take one of the stuffed animals they did not put in the box home with them. taken
And then, in the next second—
His resolutions and his emotions once again fell into chaos, as another wave of foreboding and anticipation crashed down.
“Yo.”
It was a rather hearty greeting. The voice was clear, with not a trace of obscurity, as if the sky was saying hello, and extremely refreshing.
It was such a bright greeting, but the moment Masaomi heard the voice, his expression changed into that looked as if ten million arrows had lodged themselves into his back. He momentarily broke into a bout of sticky, cold sweat. Gingerly, he turned in the direction of the voice.
On seeing Masaomi’s reaction, Mikado followed and turned too. He saw a sprightly young man. His features were delicate, yet he gave off an air of hardened maturity and competency, or more aptly, he appeared ‘dignified’. His gentle irises seemed to be able to accommodate everything, and seemed to be exuding all sorts of emotions. Coupled with his attire, he looked like someone with quite the personality, and yet there was nothing particularly alarming about him. In fact, he gave off an air of uncertainty.
It was hard to judge how old he was from his appearance and Mikado could only estimate to be a little over twenty, but he was unable to confirm this.
“Long time no see, Kida Masaomi-kun.”
Facing the man who had called out his whole name, an expression Mikado had never seen before crossed Masaomi’s face, and he swallowed.
“Ye...yeah...hi.”
The sight of Masaomi stammering disrupted Mikado’s thoughts for a moment.
—This is the first time I’ve seen Kida-kun like this...
Fear and disgust coalesced in his eyes, but he was trying his best to suppress these feelings in his expression.
“That a Raira uniform? You got in huh. First day of school? Congrats.”
The man’s congratulation was relatively indifferent, but it wasn’t devoid of emotion either. It was like he was using the least emotion possible (but not totally absent) in his tone of voice. Just like that.
“Oh yeah. Thanks.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“It’s rare for you to come over to Ikebukuro...”
“Yeah, that’s because I’m meeting up with some friends. And this is?”
As he said this, he glanced at Mikado and in that moment, their eyes met. Normally, Mikado would have looked elsewhere, but now he couldn’t break his gaze. It felt like if he did, he wouldn’t be acknowledged by this person. Mikado didn’t know why he thought like this, and could only remain motionless under the man’s eerily sharp-eyed gaze.
“Oh, he’s just an ordinary friend.”
Normally Masaomi would have told the other person Mikado’s name, but now it was very obvious that he had absolutely no intention of doing so. And the man turned to Mikado and said carelessly, “I’m Orihara Izaya, nice to meet you.”
On hearing this name, Mikado suddenly understood everything. One of the people he shouldn’t get involved, someone he shouldn’t make an enemy of. But, the man in front of him didn’t seem all that dangerous, at least not like he’d imagined. Besides those sharp eyes of him and his handsome face, he looked like just any other youth. Maybe except for his glossy black hair. In the surrounding crowd full of people sporting dyed hair, he stood out. He seemed more like an intellectual who gave tuition in some remote district.
—He looks more normal than I thought.
Still thinking that, he told the man his name.
“Sounds like the name of an air conditioner.”
Izaya said that right after hearing Mikado’s name. There was no derision or surprise in his words, purely what he thought.
And just as Mikado contemplated about whether to reply or not, Izaya slowly raised his hand and waved, without waiting for Mikado to talk.
“It’s about time for me to meet my friends, so see ya.”
After that, Izaya hurried away. After watching him leave, Masaomi puffed out his chest and took a deep breath.
“It’s about time for us to go too...oh yeah, where were we supposed to go?”
“That person just now—is he really that scary?”
“I wonder if you could say he’s scary...but...I did quite a few things while I was still in junior high...so I met that person once, and then I got scared of him. Well how to put it...his scariness is on a different level from those hooligans. It’s more of ‘unstable’. Or rather, unpredictable. It’s like every five seconds his way of thinking changes drastically. I don’t think you could say his scariness is dangerous, per se, it’s more like...’nauseating’. A kind of feeling that slowly oozes into your consciousness.
Anyway, I’m never going back to that ‘side’. So don’t come looking for me if you want to smoke pot.”
Pot. After suddenly hearing that word, Mikado hurriedly shook his head. He’d never seen marijuana before, but based on the knowledge he got from the Web, even he knew what it was.
“I was kidding. You’re so obedient, I think you’d probably only pick up cigs and beer only when you turn exactly twenty. Anyway, you’d better remember this, it’s best not to get involved with that guy and Heiwajima Shizuo.”
Masaomi didn’t seem like he had any intention of saying anymore about Izaya, so he turned soundlessly towards the crowds.
This was the first time Mikado had seen Masaomi like this. He decided that Masaomi’s peculiar state of mind at the moment was more important and pushed the subject of Izaya to the back of his mind.
—This place will never stop interfering with the normality of my life.
Mikado didn’t really have a reason to think about all this, but the more he thought about it, the more he expected from this place and the life he was about to lead.
He’d only been here a few days, but the words ‘I want to go home’ had completely vanished from Mikado’s dictionary.
The cold, indifferent crowds he had once thought them to be were like saints marching before him today.
—Something exciting’s going to happen next. It definitely will. The adventure I’ve been looking for is starting, like in dramas and mangas. It’s going to happen here, there’s no doubt about it.—
Such twisted thoughts made Mikado’s eyes shine, and kindled his hopes for his life as of tomorrow.
Note:
-Meeting Izaya
-Masaomi sure is terrified of him
-Learning a little about how Masaomi was into some illegal stuff but dropping it
-Intrigued by Izaya
What we learned:
This Izaya guys scares Masaomi but he doesn't look that bad. Ikebukuro sure is interesting.