2540/Vagrancy Has A Certain Appeal

Vagrancy Has A Certain Appeal
Date of Scene:	05 March 2017
Location:	Somewhere in Tokyo
Synopsis:	Kukai, himself again, looks for refuge. Nagihiko provides.
Cast of Characters:	Kukai Souma, Nadeshiko Fujisaki

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Kukai Souma has posed:
It's late, late in a cold, clear night, and a text comes in to both Nagihiko and Nadeshiko's phones.

TXT from Kukai Souma: I'M BACK! Sakura got me changed back! Everything's better now! I gotta finish talking to Lacrima but - oh, she's crying. One minute.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
Nadeshiko is dead asleep. She hears the text and stares at it for a second.

TXT from Nadeshiko: Good. Love you. Gotta go eat a porcupine.

And she's asleep again.

Nagihiko...isn't.

He's a bit nervous when the text comes in. Relief floods him when he reads it. And he's also concerned for Lacrima.

And he worries for about ten minutes on exactly how to pose his reply.

TXT from Nagihiko: I'm glad. You're not meant for that body.

And t hen he agonizes some more after he hits send.

Kukai Souma has posed:
It is actually several minutes, maybe 15 or so, before any reply texts go out from Kukai, once Lacrima vanishes off into the Dusk Zone. He sits on the roof of the hospital, tapping at his phone.

TXT from Kukai Souma to Nadeshiko Fujisaki: .... OK. I love you too. You go eat the hell out of that porcupine. See you tomorrow.

He scans over Nagihiko's text, then taps at it as well.

TXT from Kukai Souma to Nagihiko Fujisaki: Yeah. I told her I hoped I'd taken some of her darkness and given her some of my light, though. She has it real bad. ...Do you wanna talk or something? Or maybe tomorrow?

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
Nagihiko worries his lip. Talk? About what?

Well, the best course of action is to delay, so he responds to the first part of the text first.

TXT from Nagihiko: If anyone can it's you.

He worries his lip some more. Does Kukai mean talk talk? Or just talk? Is he mad at him? Well, that'd make sense, Nagihiko has pretty much been a walking dumbass lately.

But still...

With a sigh, he responds.

TXT from Nagihiko: Sure. I got a good solid twenty minutes of sleep in, so I'm up for the day.

His fingers tap a bit before he just decides to bite the bullet.

TXT from Nagihiko: What about?

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai rubs his arms, chilling a little on top of the roof, as he waits for Nagihiko to respond. His phone finally buzzes and he looks it over, examining. Huh. Well that's only a partial answer. What is Nagihiko doing? Thinking? Considering? There's no telling. After a moment the phone buzzes again twice. Kukai reads the texts, then snorts.

TXT from Kukai Souma to Nagihiko Fujisaki: You should really sleep more than that, hon. And I just want to talk to you and be with you and Nadeshiko. The past few weeks have sucked and I want some hugs and some comfort and to.. forget. I ..

Kukai stops typing. 'I did some bad things.' He needs to say it, but he can't just yet, not in text, not just now. So he hits send on what he's got and leans back against the door to the roof of the hospital. He would just fly home, but Daichi's still out cold, trying to sleep off the pain of the past few weeks.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
Nagihiko snorts.

TXT from Nagihiko:I'm pretty sure Nadeshiko sleeps enough for the both of us.

Of course, he doesn't add anything about a lucky bitch or anything.

He gets up and things. Yes, showered today. Hair is still a bit damp, so there was a washing there. (Which is good. Depression sort of lends to bathing less frequently. Before this he probably washed his hair a week ago.)

He sighs. And types some more.

TXT from Nagihiko: I'm good at hugs. I probably suck at the comfort thing but I can try until Nadeshiko's awake.

Of course, Nadeshiko would probably just be...not helpful? Somehow.

Well, maybe putting on something besides boxers would help. It's a bit too cold to walk around outside in just those...

Slim black turtleneck, comfortable slacks, his tan leather coat. He's styling. Maybe even a dab or two of the cologne he knows Kukai likes because comfort right that's what he's here for yes no other reason...

He throws out another text before he heads out the door. Rhythm and Temari are both still asleep.

TXT from Nagihiko: Any place you had in mind?

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai grins. He thinks about messaging Nagihiko with something about how soft and warm and cuddly Nadeshiko is when she's asleep, but then shakes his head. Trolling his boyfriend at this point might be a bit much.

Kukai stops, leaning back, still thinking. Does he really think of Nagi as his boyfriend? Well... sure. They're fighting right now, but one of the good things about having spent some time as Kukai-N was that he'd been able to speak his mind in cold anger very clearly to Nagihiko. Hopefully some of that had gotten through. He hmms and eyes the buzzing phone, then taps back.

TXT from Kukai: Yes. You are good at hugs. And you're good at comfort too. Um.. sure. Maybe KPP, at the shrine? I'll be a bit - I need to take the bus and walk and stuff. Daichi is sleeping off the past couple weeks. ...Thank you.

Kukai stands up and heads into the roof door, starting down the stairway, reveling in the feel of cool and warm instead of just... cold.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
It probably wouldn't be the best idea. Funny as hell, but possibly detrimental to cuddles.

Nagihiko shivers against the chill, pulling the lap blanket he'd grabbed on the way out against his chest. Probably one of his better ideas. One stop on the way is definitely to an all night conbenie for some cocoa. He'd risk the coffee, but conbenie coffees tend to be hit or miss.

He enters and pulls out his phone as he fills the cups.

TXT from Nagihiko: Of course. Grabbing some cocoa to warm our toes.

He reaches the park and then the shrine, finding an alcove away from the wind.

Kukai Souma has posed:
TXT from Kukai to Nadeshiko: It's very hard to not flirt with you when you're asleep like this. I missed you and wanna see you tomorrow if you can get free.

Kukai sends the text off to Nadeshiko, and makes a phone call while he's on the bus. "Hello? Kaido? Hey. I just wanted to say hello. I got some stuff worked through tonight and I just.. wanted to call and hear my big brother. ...Yeah, everything's fine. I'm safe, not in any trouble, nothing like that. I just have had my head up my ass for a bit and wanted to call and say 'it's all good' now. I'll be home in a while - I'm gonna go see a friend in the park for a bit, then be back. ... I know, I won't be out that late. Well. It'll be dark when I get home. I promise. Yes. Yes. Tell the guys I called. Right. Bye." He hangs up the phone, then can't help but hug the phone close for a second. He'd missed his brothers terribly.

Kukai gets off the bus on the route through the park and heads towards the center and the shrine, looking around. There's a dark figure in one of the sheltered alcoves, and Kukai moves over towards it. "Nagi? Is that you?"

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
Nadeshiko is about ten pounds of bleary eyes as she stares at the phone for a moment.

TXT from Nadeshiko: I'm not flirting with dolphins. We can meet tomorrow and practice your aim.

Snore.

Nagihiko is practically cocooned in the lap blanket. It's thick, so there's that.

"No. I'm a serial killer." He pauses and thinks for a moment. "I'm kidding. It's me. Do you want some cocoa?"

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai tries not to snicker as he pockets the phone, walking over to Nagihiko. "You look warm. Um.. sure, that sounds good." He sits down besides Nagihiko and scoots in besides him, sighing softly as both arms go around Nagi's cocooned midsection and hug him tightly, Kukai resting his head on Nagi's shoulder. It's pretty romantic, all things considered. "hi..."

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
He shifts a little, opening one side of the blanket to let Kukai join in on the warmth. It's mostly warm body heart and fuzzy blanket.

His face nestles against Kukai's throat at the hug, the muscles of his shoulders and back loosening far more than they had been in approximately forever. He'll freely admit that he's being entirely selfish for a second. "Hi."

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai mmms and snuggles in underneath the blanket, eyes closing for a moment. It's warm. It's so nice. He squeezes Nagihiko against him, holding the smaller teen against him as he buries his face in purple hair, breathing slowly. "...I missed you so much."

Kukai shivers all over and sighs. "...the past few weeks have sucked, so much. I... it.." He shakes his head. "I just...hold me?" He buries his face in Nagi's hair, eyes closed.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
His hands tighten against Kukai. "I missed you, too." And he has. So very much.

He sighs at the shiver and his hand comes up to sift through Kukai's hair. "I know." Or, at least, he has an idea. And he knew that Kukai was probably the last person who deserved to go through that. He also suspects the silly boy is probably blaming himself for things he shouldn't be.

He shifts a little so he's more a comforter than a comfortee. After all, this is why he's here.

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai rests against Nagihiko, holding him close, hands rubbing idly at his sides, nuzzling against the hand in his hair. "... I did some things I didn't want to. I had to, though, to not.. go crazy. I'm so sorry. I.."

Kukai lets out a shuddering breath. "I don't know if I want anyone to know what all I did or not. But if I never say then if it does come out people will think I'm a monster anyway. I..." He shakes his head, trying to think it all through. "I just... I don't want to think about it tonight."

Kukai leans back, looking at Nagi's eyes. "I... Nagi, you know I love you, right? I love you and I love Nadeshiko and I don't love one over the other but I love you both so much that if.. if somebody said 'choose one of them for something bad to happen to' I'd make them do me first and protect both of you. And I just.. I want it to be ok. I want you to be happy and whole again and I want things to be not shit, and you not be angry at me, or anybody..." He's babbling and he realizes it, looking down and rubbing his head.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
His heart clenches because yep, he called it. "Then we'll talk when you want to." And he really wants to say 'I could never think you're a monster' because he believes it. But he also knows that even if the slimmest possibility, he doesn't want to give Kukai a false hope if it turns out to be something even Nagihiko wouldn't be able to accept.

Which, again, slim.

And then his heart is clenching for another reason altogether. And he wants to say something but he really can't because his throat's tight.

Instead, when Kukai looks down, Nagihiko uses his fingers to turn his head and presses his lips against his.

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai just nods and then buries his face into Nagihiko's hair, holding him close. "..OK..ok. Yeah. I will." He sighs and then nuzzles up against him, holding Nagi close and petting his back.

Kukai blinks as Nagi's hands grasp his head and then there's soft, warm lips against his and Kukai starts, confused for just a moment, before returning the kiss and pressing into it. It does his heart a lot of good, even if it confuses his brain something serious.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
It's a couple long, nice seconds later when he pulls back, leaning his forehead against Kukai's. "I'm sorry. I wasn't--I didn't--" He sighs.

He'd been a dumbass. And he's not sure if he's sorry for the kiss or the alley.

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai finally feels Nagi lean back, resting his forehead against the purple-haired dancer's. "Nagi... it's ok. It's fine." He looks into those big eyes and then leans in again, kissing Nagi gently on the lips, caring and comforting, as he squeezes Nagihiko close against his chest from the side.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
He sighs into the kiss as his fingers curl against Kukai's jaw.

It's nice, so very nice, and he's missed this boy something fierce. Even before the body swap.

And maybe, hopefully, body swap fallout can be the only thing they avoid talking about tonight?

Because just doing this would be nice.

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai finally leans back and then strokes over Nagihiko's hair. "If... I never find those clowns, honey, are you and Nadeshiko going to finally tell your mom and dad? She shouldn't have to stay out of the house forever. Had the two of you talked about it?" He shifts, pulling Nagihiko even closer and ending up with Nagi on his lap.

Kukai looks at him and then smiles. "In any case, how have you been? You look good.. smell good.." He takes in a depe breath, then giggles, bowing his head. "I forgot how good you smelled and felt. I missed you so much. Oh, man, I am going to be a wreck for the next week.."

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
And it is so comfortable, here in Kukai's lap.

But, well, hard questions. Yay.

Nagihiko shrugs as he picks invisible lint from Kukai's shoulder. "I don't know. How would that even work? On the one hand, Father would get the daughter he's always wanted, but that also means outing myself as magical. I'm...not sure how they'd take it."

He gives a soft, amused snort. "I look like hell." And for him, he kind of does. Darker circles under his eyes and his lips are a touch chapped. His cheeks tinge pink at the compliments, though. "I missed you, too. And hey, if its sleeping you'll have issue with, you could always come over and play video games. I've actually put that game console to use."

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai leans back against the seat of the alcove, yawning suddenly and listening to Nagihiko. "I... dunno. I'd almost think that if anybody would be able to handle it, it would be your parents. They practically think you're magical anyway. But.. maybe we'll get things fixed soon." He looks down, then shakes his head.

Kukai smiles, reaching up and stroking Nagi's cheek. "Well. Your hell still looks like 'gorgeous beyond belief' for a lot of people, so. And yeah. I missed you too." He blushes and looks to one side. "...maybe? I'm not good at video games, though, you know. Maybe I could get better, though." He rubs his head. "It may need to be tomorrow night, though. I promised Kaido I'd come home tonight and see my brothers."

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
He gives a little half shrug. "I'm just hoping to get myself pulled back together. It might be smart to think about alternatives but..."

He blushes again and it's hard to keep from smiling. "Well, I did wash my hair for the first time in ages today. So maybe the hell look was earlier." Then he snorts. "Just because I've been playing doesn't mean I'm good. I die about every third step it seems like."

His eyes soften and he tilts his head. "That's good. I bet you missed them something awful."

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai laughs and then nods. "Yeah. It may be something the two of you wanna talk about. Not tomorrow, though. I'm supposed to go meet her tomorrow sometime. Right now it'll be ok."

Kukai smiles back at him and keeps petting his hair. "It feels nice." He laughs. "Good grief. Everything about you feels nice. I better not spend too much more time with you or I'll be Mr. Gropey Hands. Also yeah. That sounds like me, dead all the time."

He laughs and then sighs, nodding. "Yeah. Yeah." He looks at Nagihiko again, then kisses him on the lips for a few moments before shifting, setting the purple-haired dancer down on the bench. "I should go. I don't want to, but I better." He looks at Nagihiko as he smiles. "See you soon?"

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
It's weird being jealous of yourself. And its not even something that Kukai did. It's just...it's Nadeshiko. Fortunately he's got enough minimal control that it doesn't show up on his face. It helps that it's a rather common undercurrent of feeling.

He laughs, though. "I'm pretty sure I could handle Mr. Gropey Hands. And apparently I have a game where I can try to farm things. Then it's crops that get killed, not me."

He hums and settles back into the bench. He picks up the hot cocoa and hands one of them to Kukai. "Of course."

His smile is small, but hey, it's a smile. "I may even take a nap. Who knows."

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai nods and then chuckles. "Maybe some other time, then. And oh. I guess that sounds interesting." He takes the cocoa and sips at it, then grins. "At home, hopefully? Not sitting here? They'll run you in for vagrancy.."

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
"It sounds kind of boring. But in the boring that's entertaining." He grins and snorts. "I suppose at home. Though vagrancy has a certain appeal."

He stands up and wraps the blanket around himself and sighs. He holds out his hand. "Walk you to the bus stop?"

Kukai Souma has posed:
Kukai laughs and then shrugs. "Maybe it'll be more interesting than you think, like with swords and monsters and artifacts and romance and evil corporations and things." He snorts and then nudges Nagihiko. "What, with your bed? If I had your bed I might sleep at home more often."

He stands as well, handing the cocoa cup back over, and kisses Nagi's cheek. "Please? Oh." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a weak looking but sleeping soundly Daichi, cupping him in one hand. "Tell Rhythm and Temari that Daichi's ok, too?" He carefully replaces the little Chara, letting him rest and heal.

Nadeshiko Fujisaki has posed:
He slips his hand through Kukai's elbow. "It is a nice bed."

Nagihiko gently brushes the tip of his finger against tiny chara bangs. "Of course. They'll be happy to hear it."