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[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

"Tsk!" Smiling sadly and gently, the way Tsuki often said he did when faced with choices and decisions he didn't want to make, Jian leaned back on his hands, returning his gaze to the sky above; it was so rare of a chance for him to just sit and admire it these days...reminded of his childhood back in China, when he would have stayed up past his bedtime to watch the moon. Somehow though, Jian was sure he wouldn't be seeing it again with Nagi. Because now was not the time to hide away from the things that needed to be settled; coming to terms with this whole thing..it was something they should have done a long time ago.

"You shouldn't be upset with Kojuro for telling me; just like I'm not upset that you wouldn't tell me yourself." Jian assured. "I understand now why you continue to do the things that you do, and if anything, for wanting to protect those memories I admire your courage more then ever." No matter if his upperclassman was aware of it or not, to persist in something so personal was certainly something worthy of respect, even if, in the long haired male's opinion he was going about it the wrong way. "But I can't be your sister, and pretending I can is something beyond my capabilities, Izanagi." The immigrant intoned softly, though his use of the scrapper's complete first name was more then enough to prove just how serious he was. "We should have defined what we are a long time ago; for us to continue as we are now...it isn't fair to either of us." No matter what the outcome might end up being, Jian already knew it was too late to take it back; for years they had been continuously drifting apart and back together again, and it was time to face this problem as adults.

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C This train is SO heading for the desert of angst right now, I can just feel it. -___-

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

"So what would you have me do? Stop fighting? You know I can't. If I stop...I would be forgiving myself." Of course Jian already knew that, was already aware that it was too much to ask, so he hadn't requested it, or gone out of his way to mention what might happen if he were to give it a try. "I can't define what we are, Ian. I know. You're not her. I never asked you to be her replacement. You're...different...equally as important to me." And that was well and good, but it didn't change the fact that it wasn't what Jian needed to hear.

"You don't have a word for it, because you aren't trying to find one," The long haired male murmured rather sadly, shoulders heaving in a resigned sigh; maybe it had been too much to ask for. "I am happy that I mean something to you, Izanagi, but I don't know how much longer I can do this; you can't stop fighting, but I can't always be there to fix you when you go too far and it isn't fair for you to expect me to." It sure was looking like his sister was right about this whole thing; getting involved with Izanagi hadn't been one of his better decisions. "I've put myself through so many years of accepting you the way you are, wondering what to call us and if I made the right decisions; but we aren't in high school anymore, and I can't pretend I'll accept this for the rest of my life." Even if it was going to hurt, if it would take forever to get past it, somewhere in his heart Jian knew he was making the right decision. The time for games should have been gone as soon as he'd walked away from that school, and into the real world. "Perhaps it would be best for us to step back, at least for the time being." If they weren't together...why did it feel like they were breaking up? The idea of coming here had been to make up, not to face the darker parts of their relationship...but it was too late to back out now.

"I don't want to do this, and I do not think you do either, but surely you must see how unhealthy this is for both of us. It would be best if we each had some time to think." Unable to help the faltering in his smile, the oriental male carefully pressed his lips to those of his upperclassman for the briefest of seconds, something he hadn't done in months and would more then likely never do again. "When you are sure what you want, and when you require someone to bandage you, my door will be open." And with that, not wanting to lose his composure the twenty one year old picked himself up off the ground. "Thank you for inviting me to the Tanabata...but I feel it should be best that I leave now. I will pay you back for the time you have invested, somehow." And just like that, using the skills he's picked up in highschool for dissapearing into the background, Jian vanished into the crowd, avoiding as many people as possible; now wasn't the time to look back, he'd already made his decision.

"Hey, Ji! Thought you'd be with Nagi; didn't you guys come together?" Brows knitting together, the brunette cocked her head to the side. "Ji, what's wrong? Ji, hey! Don't cry, Ji! Do you need to go home? I can take you home, this place isn't really all that great anyway." And even though Jian knew his sister was lying, it felt good that she didn't mind so much. "Geez, you two are such messes."

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C Oh gawd, MY FEELS. T___T They'd better get back together quickly...I don't know if I can handle it, though I had already planned for them to split up as part of introducing the friend. Sure, sounds like a plan to me, though we might want to wait until they're back as a couple to avoid me getting confused. -__- I was thinking Nagi would misunderstand and challenge the friend to a fight for Jian, hurhur.

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

The next few days were good, but in a way they were also the most unbearable days of Jian's life; in already knowing and understanding Tsuki chose not to say anything to their parents, and for the better part of the week the twenty one year old was left alone with his thoughts and plenty of time for healing. But at the same time, not having Nagi around to irritate him, not knowing that it was a matter of time before he'd need to fish out the medical kit which was quickly getting dusty in some dark corner of the shop...it was disheartening, and the feeling only served to make Jian ill. Thankfully most days Jian was kept rather busy by the shop's customers, and so didn't have time to think about it, but today there was nothing. It had been for the best, hadn't it? And they'd never been officially together..but for some reason none of that seemed to matter. "Aw, cheer up Ji!" Tsuki chirped from the entryway, arms full of bags from the local grocery store. "Things will work out in the end; you know you two can't stay away from each other for long." When the only response she recieved was a tired smile, the brunette sighed. "At least put on a happier face for our guest, would you?"

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean-" And then suddenly there was a heavy box just inches away from his nose, a boy not much older then him leaning on top of it with an irritated expression, brows knitted together in annoyance, golden eyes narrowed from underneath a mop of brown hair. "Feng..? What are you doing here?!" The long haired male exclaimed, nearly toppling out of his chair from behind the front counter.

"顺利 (smooth)." The older man snorted. "That's not much of a way to greet your childhood friend, Fern; but then again it's a been a long time, hasn't it? I'm in town for the martial arts festival; Tsuki's in the juniour lineup right before me. But..." The Chinese newcomer paused. "That's not really why I'm here; Tsuki says you've been holed up in here for a week because of some guy you were dating but not really."

"Feng, you don't understand." But before Jian had any say in it the molten eyed martial artist had already pulled him up out of his seat and out from behind the counter with a no-nonsense expression.

"I understand that you aren't doing so great, and when you're upset you just sit and stew and blame yourself and that's not how it's supposed to go." He muttured, proceeding to drag the unwilling immigrant out the door. "We're gonna go out and do something, okay? I'm gonna get you out of this damn shop and back into reality if it kills me. And hey...you know, you're really worrying some people. Relax already."

If only it was that simple.

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C Oh gawd, can you imagine if he tries hitting on Jian just because he knows Nagi won't like it? FIGHT FOR THE UKE. XD Oh, Feng. I like Feng.

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

"Ah, Jian-san! It's been a while!" Unable to help from flinching, the usually pleasant and friendly man immediatly ducked his head rather submissively in a half sort of greeting, half version of curling away into himself; the immigrant was still quite fond of Kojuro, but seeing him just made him think of the Tanabata earlier that week, and he wasn't sure if it was a good time to face that yet. Immediatly catching his friend's change in demeanor, Feng bent down a little too, if for no other reason then to make Jian feel a little less uncomfortable, asking in fluent Chinese who exactly this newcomer was; Jian hurridly rushed out that he was a friend, and chose to leave it at that.

"I've been....busy." Jian mumbled quietly, though in noticing the somewhat suspicious and tense air between the the two older men, the long haired male was quick to gesture to his concerned looking friend with a heasitant smile. "This is Feng; we lived next to each other back in China, and he was also my martial arts upperclassman. He's in town for the martial arts exhibition my sister is participating in." Noting how the golden eyed male wasn't making any attempt to be polite, Jian sighed and nudged the slightly older boy in the side. "停止驴 (stop being an a**)." Rolling his eyes, Feng rubbed at his arm somewhat uncomfortably; between the two he'd never been one for all those formalities. Rather he just liked getting to the point, to avoid beating around the bush in a matter of speaking.

"Yeah....nice to meet you." And with that, Feng was done talking; it was like someone had sealed his mouth shut.

"In any case.." Jian continued, taking note of the small shadow hovering just behind Kojuro. "Who's that hiding behind you? I wasn't aware you looked after other people besides....well, you know." The last thing the dark eyed male wanted to do was bring up Nagi, especially since it was important he stay firm and strong in his decision.

"他不值得 (he's not worth it)."

"我告诉你，它不工作方式 (I told you, it doesn't work that way)."

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C I predict Feng being very suspicious of Nagi once he and Jian get back together. XD Aww, Kuroko no Basket chibi! : L

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

"Friendly isn't he? My name is Kojuro. Pleasure's all mine, by the way." When all Feng did was huff and preoccupy himself with looking the other direction, molten eyes taking in every little detail possible from the sidewalk to the front of the shop he'd just stepped out of, Jian was quick to step in with an apologetic smile.

"Feng's just usually pretty quiet around people he's never met before, is all." This statement was effectively punctuated by a silent nod on the golden eyed man's behalf. But that was hardly the most important thing at the moment, since like it or not Feng was probably always going to be somewhat antisocial.

"Ah, that's right, you two haven't met. Jian-san, this is Tetsu. We found him a few years ago at the door and bochama let him stay~" As much as Jian didn't want to, he was unable to help himself from smiling at the thought of Nagi running around with a child; not many people were aware of how kind he could actually be in certain situations. Come on, Tetsu, don't be rude." When all the smaller boy did was turn his face into Kojuro's shirt, Jian arched a brow in inquiry. "Ahaha, Feng-san, he thinks you're scary~!" Unable to help himself from snorting, after mere seconds the slim long haired man found himself chuckling at the expense of his obviously embarassed friend; his punishment was a rather rough shove, but Jian hardly cared. "...Hmm...he must still not be used to strangers..." For some reason Jian sincerely doubted the boy's shyness was to blame here, but for the sole reason of not bringing the underlying isues up, he chose to say nothing on the matter. "I'm sorry, we have to be getting back now...Would you two like to come have dinner with us?" The range of emotions which flashed across Jian's face might have been comical, had they not been so negative and conflicting.

"Oh, no.....I mean it's very kind of you to offer, but it wouldn't be very polite to just drop in unnanounced that way, with a guest that nobody really knows." Feng was nothing but a cop out and Jian knew it, but he just didn't want to be around Nagi right now; he'd promised himself he would wait a while for the older man to make his decision on what he wanted, and until that time he hadn't been planning on seeing much of the violence-inclined man. Feng on the other hand, seemed to have different opinions on the matter.

"Sounds good to me." The chinese martial artist noted rather severely, not giving Jian any say in the matter as he proceeded to practically drag his friend in the direction Kojuro was headed. "I'd like to meet this...friend of yours, Fern. And dinner sounds like as good a time as any to do it, right?" Truth was, Feng just wanted to beat Nagi into a pulp; Jian knew it, and so did he. But between the two, Feng was stronger, and Jian was far too vunerable and conflicted to do anything but let himself be dragged along for the ride.

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C Omigod, that kid. XDD Hur...akward make up time?

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

The whole way towards Nagi's house, Jian was understandably uncomfortable; for one, he'd never actually been to his upperclassman's home and for another matter entirely he was only going because he'd learned a long time ago not to argue with Feng's usual bull-headedness. The chinese man gathered he must have looked quite a sight, practically being dragged across the sidewalk by his golden eyed friend, and as soon as Kojuro and Tetsu had dissapeared through the entryway, Jian began struggling. Hard. "这到底是你错了 (What the hell is wrong with you)?!" He hissed viciously, proceeding to grapple with his childhood companion in a way that only good friends can. "I told you I didn't want to come here, and what do you do? Selfishly drag me to the one place I don't want to be because you can't keep your temper under control."

"If you hadn't worried everyone by hermiting in the shop, this wouldn't be happening right now," Feng smartly replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "Anyway, why do you care if this guy ends up getting the end of my fist? He obviously doesn't give a rat's a** about you." Jian immediatly quieted down at that; it was true, Feng had a point. So why was he so uncomfortable with being here when he didn't particularly deserve to feel anything at all in conjunction with where he was?

"Bocchan!" Jian found himself unintentionally holding his breath for whatever reason, and when his eyes met Nagi's he was quickly and submissively the first to look away; not that it was much of a suprise, seeing as how Jian had always been the kind of person to sacrifice first out of everyone. At least he didn't look like he'd been in any other fights since they'd stopped spending time with each other; dirty yes, bloody and bruised, no. "You're a mess! What on earth have you been up to?"

"...Nothin'." Feeling a sharp nudge in his side, Jian peered up through his long bangs at his repentant older friend; whatever could be said about Feng's temper, there was still the fact that he'd always been quick to ask for forgiveness.

"If you're really that uncomfortable..." He muttured, quiet enough that nobody else would be able to hear. "Then we can leave. No use in seeing you cry, it's ridiculously un-manly."

"我没有哭 (I'm not crying)," Jian protested; however, all the same he was greatful when Feng slapped a hand over his face in the guise of a teasing gesture, for the younger man to compose himself.

"我忍不住想愚弄我 (Could've fooled me). God, you've always been so emotional."

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C Hey, no worries; Yoko's multitasking between this rp, her soul eater rp, and ordering patterns for her cosplay. Derp, so much to do. -3- God, the way Feng is acting, Nagi's gonna get jealous super fast. XD

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

I could never be that for you
I could never take your cloudy skies and make them blue
You keep on telling me I light your day
You're hanging on to every word I say
I could never be that for you, that for you

"...come in...if you want." But the thing was, Jian didn't want to come in. He just wanted to go home, and sit behind the shop's counter and sell tea and then turn in for some early shut eye; Feng was the only reason they were here in the first place. Still though, seeing Tetsu tug at Nagi's fingers with such a concerned look was just enough to bring a smile, small as it might have been, to Jian's face; it was nice to know that at least there were people in his own home who cared about the scrapper's well being. It made him feel a little less horrible. "Un, I got it. Go wait inside for me. I...have to go clean up. Kojuro, could you...?"

"Jian-san, Feng-san, the living room is this way~" Slipping respectfully out of his shoes and making sure Feng did the same, Jian was quick to push his childhood friend along, hands spread firmly across his shoulderblades to ensure he didn't have to stop for whatever reason and accidentally brush up against Nagi or whatnot. Spending time here like this...it was going to be much more of a challenge then he'd previously thought, and that was saying something.

"Please, if we become too much of a bother don't feel ashamed in sending us on our way," Jian noted agreeably, casting Feng a very pointed glance, though it was mostly to warn him not to break anything, object wise or physically injuring wise. Ordinarilly he would have offered to help with dinner, too, but truthfully Jian knew he was in very unfamilliar territory, and besides that, if he didn't keep Feng within watching distance who was to say what would happen? "...I have to admit, this isn't anything like I thought it would be," Jian quietly confessed only once seated in the living room, referring to the house in which they were currently spending their time; truthfully he'd always worried about the living conditions in which Nagi spent his time, but that was only because for the most part the scrapper tended to skulk around either the shop or Jian's house instead. "It's much bigger...nicer then our's."

"You only say that because it's the first house you've seen in months that isn't crowded with Tsuki's stuff," Feng snorted good naturedly.

Put it on the line
Wear it on your sleeve
It's up to me now
But I'll never

✤ Make your broken heart begin to beat

┏━━━━━━━━━┓

xx

O.O.C Cosplay is fun, but sooo much work. Fortunately I'm doing Maka from Soul Eater, so she's not as hard as it could be.
Pfft.....babeh Hibari. XD Pudding would have loved that.
And I swear tomorrow Feng will have his own layout. I swear it.

 

[Yoko_Matsubishi]

Kid, hang over here
What you learning in school?
Is the rise of an Eastern sun
Gonna be good for everyone?

Jian was being far too quiet for his own good, Feng was sure of it; what was worse, he was to blame by royally screwing things up for his friend since he'd been the one who'd wanted to drop in uninvited, in a sense. The martial artist knew all this, and yet had still decided to drag Jian along because the longer haired male had always been way too forgiving. "Ah. I should go make dinner now! Please, make yourselves at home." While Jian merely smiled and tried to make himself as small as possible when the child who'd been clutching to Kojuro ever since he'd met the guy attempted to follow the older man into the kitchen and was reprimended for it, Feng said nothing; he'd never been all that good with children, too undisciplined for his tastes. "Not today, Tetsu. Next time. We have guests today, okay?" Which just left him, Jian, and the bratty kid. Well, Feng wasn't about to stand for that.

"I'm going to go help," The somber golden eyed man announced quietly, picking himself up off the ground, easilly catching the suprised flicker in Jian's gaze. "It's the least I can do, right? Haven't exactly been very.....welcoming." Not that he hadn't tried to be; Jian hadn't been lying when he'd said Feng was uncomfortable with new people. "So I'm afraid it's just gonna be you and the kid for a little bit; you're better with them then I am anyway."

"我敢肯定，这个人不喜欢我 (I'm pretty sure this one doesn't like me)", Jian responded softly, but in knowing it was probably for the best he stayed where he was, pressed into a corner where reflexively he was sure nobody could hurt him; well, except for when Nagi decided to show back up, anyway. Only after making sure he wasn't going anywhere, that he wasn't going to try to leave, did Feng huff, roll his eyes and make his way into the kitchen.

"...Thought I'd see if I could give you a hand," The brown haired male offered quietly, though just to be safe he stayed halfway outside the entrance; who was to say this guy wasn't like his mother, who hated being assisted in making dinner? "..And I should apologize for the way I acted beforehand; Jian means a lot to me, so when I heard he was going through a rough time I guess I just got a little overprotective. Truth is..." Hepaused, golden eyes drifting to some faraway point in the kitchen; sure was a lot of silverware in here. "Not a lot of people believe in me like Jian does; he was always a lot more mature then everyone else, even when we were small so I want to make sure he's always happy, if I can. Think I might have made things worse, though."

YOI x YAME x WAKARIMASEN

O.O.C : Phew! Would have been done sooner, but I had to edit Feng's layout some more.
New rp? Does Yoko get to know what it's about?