[ Normal people? Fushimi leans back, cocking his head to look at him. A little suspicious at first, but he can't stop the smile slipping across his face. He grabs his hand. ]
I accept. Let's go right now. [ He didn't specify when or where. Fushimi doesn't actually care either. A gentle tug, and he turns, expecting Yata to follow him. ]
[ He can't help grinning either, it's impulsive but he can't resist that smile. He follows after him, letting Fushimi lead the way through the mansion. ]
Kusanagi-san's gonna be pissed I skipped out on the negotiations.
[ He's already decided where they're going to go too, some small take-out place nearby that might have something he'd actually eat. Fushimi doesn't release his grip on Yata's wrist either, smug at the way most of the subordinates around them rush to get out of the way. ]
Tell him you were busy. You're not missing much anyway.
It's not like it matters. [ It's said under his breath. He doesn't want to talk about Kusanagi or the negotiations. He only wants to talk about them. Fushimi quickly pulls him out into the courtyard, heading for the gates. A glance back at him. ] I haven't done this in a long time, Misaki.
[ He looks around the courtyard and he can see the tell-tale signs of Mikoto's break out from their holding cells in the quick patches. None of it matches the existing stonework and a part of him is still stupidly impressed by it. But Fushimi's words distract Yata from that line of thinking. ]
[ Fushimi, on the other hand, doesn't bother to look at the damage that's slowly being repaired. It reminds him of too much, just like a lot of other things, and once they're outside the gates, he takes a second to adjust his glasses and straighten his coat. The sword at his hip is a nuisance too. ]
Yes, I know. [ He makes it a point to look at him, almost as if he's daring him to say something. ] It's this way.
[ It's Yata's turn to grit his teeth at that little reminder that Fushimi has been keeping tabs on him. But he swallows the irritation and walks with him. It's still a bit creepy, though. ]
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[ Yes, he did just ask Fushimi on a date and he's somewhat aware of it. ]
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I accept. Let's go right now. [ He didn't specify when or where. Fushimi doesn't actually care either. A gentle tug, and he turns, expecting Yata to follow him. ]
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Kusanagi-san's gonna be pissed I skipped out on the negotiations.
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Tell him you were busy. You're not missing much anyway.
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Busy gettin' lunch with one of our future allies. I'm not sure if he'll be annoyed or proud.
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Neither have I, you know.
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Yes, I know. [ He makes it a point to look at him, almost as if he's daring him to say something. ] It's this way.
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Where are we going anyways?