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text - un: akechi

[enteloki]

Good evening.

I hope you're acclimating well to this world. I know it can be a taxing affair to adjust to it.

Of course, if you need any assistance or have questions, I'm happy to help

YOU WERE FIRST <3

[dresscode]

[ !!!!!!!!!!!

His first text message from a new... soon to be friend!! ]

Hi Akechi-kun!

It's not that taxing, weird stuff happens to me all the time...

And I have nice people like you helping me out ദ്ദി ( ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ ) Life is great!!!

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

[enteloki]

I suppose teaching youkai would prepare you for such trials.

It's good you're able to take it in stride and adapt. Let's hope that attitude remains during the worst this world has to offer.

hey so, gray first actually

[seeinside]

[ Haruaki's sleep schedule is more reliable to plan around than the rising and setting of the sun itself.

He goes to bed every evening at 10 pm, 'when good kids go to sleep', and wakes up exactly seven hours later at 5 am. Akira's advised that eight hours is the sweet spot for most humans, but the routine is so thoroughly ingrained it's not likely to change even in a strange new reality.

Meanwhile, Haruaki has never caught Akira sleeping. He's awake when Haruaki goes to bed, awake when he gets up, when he leaves for errands, when he gets home from errands...Akira seems tired every now and then, sure, but it's never clear when he actually gets any kind of rest.

Like now, for instance. It's a little after 5 in the morning and Akira's at his coffee table in the living room, nose deep in a book and dog (mostly) out like a light on his lap. When Haruaki comes out of his new bedroom, Akira of course looks up from his book with a smile as energetic as ever. ]

Ah, good morning Abe-sensei.

GRAY FIRST GRAY FOREVER

[dresscode]

[ Haruaki has noticed Akira seldom sleeps.

Of course he has. Very little escapes his watchful eye, whether people realize it or not, and he has much less to watch in this world than he did back home. Other people are becoming important to him, of course, but... of course Akira will always be a special case, being his only person from home. And he's the person Haruaki sees most often by a long shot besides. It's impossible not to be observant of his behaviors, his habits, his patterns.

And the one pattern Haruaki hasn't managed to pin down at all is when the hell he sleeps.

Haruaki scrubs at his eyes as he emerges into the living room, trying to rub away that last bit of grogginess that clings before he's had breakfast and tea, his words coming through a yawn: ]

Good morning, Takahashi-sensei~

[ He'd say good morning to Hana too, but like all creatures with good sense at five in the morning, she's snoozing away. Haruaki smiles at her, then turns his attention back to Akira, eyes going wide. ]

You didn't sleep at all? Again? It was like that yesterday morning, and the day before that, and the day before that...

voice-to-text un: belmont

[belmonts]

Um hi.
Totally out of the blue and as casual and haphazard as this might seem, someone told me to contact you.

Akechi, I think his name was? Said you were a teacher and that you might be able to help me?

CLOSING MY EYES WHAT DID AKECHI DO NOW

[dresscode]

[ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Akechi thinks highly enough of him to recommend him as a teacher to strangers!? Hold on, he needs to bawl inconsolably for a few minutes before responding. ]

Hi!!! ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

Akechi-kun sent you to the right guy! My name is Haruaki Abe, you can call me Abe-sensei if you want~

What do you need help with?

( action ) it's the age event

[noentry]

[There comes from behind Haruaki the sound of tiny hiccups, little chirping whimpers, and sniffling. Mii-kun tugs at his own sleeves, looking around under bushes and behind benches, but never upward at the tall buildings lining the Stellari streets. He's too lost! And so, the tears pick up until he's sobbing. He has nothing to hug, so he has to hug himself, watery eyes still scanning. He can only see people's shins as they move past in big crowds.]

Nii-- [BIG breath.] NII-SAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!

beep beep here comes the local idiot

[dresscode]

[ The sound of a child wailing has always been guaranteed to get Haruaki's attention, do-gooder that he is, but now more so than ever – he can hardly turn a corner in town without running into a dreamer who's been transformed, and now is no exception.

He whirls around to offer his help before he's even laid eyes on the child, but as soon as he does– ]

Huh?

[ He freezes, blinking rapidly, cowlick curling into the shape of a question mark. ]

The boy with the talisman...?

[ The memory would be hazier if not for that day he got trapped in the department store fire. It returns to him now in bright, blazing color – a boy as lost as he is now, clutching a stuffed tanuki... ]

Mii-kun! [ Haruaki stumbles through the crowd to crouch down in front of him at once, plainly shocked. ] Why are you here, Mii-kun!?

early november

[seeinside]

Sunshine, guess what! I got you a present! ♡

SCREAMING.

[dresscode]

Oh boy!!!!!

What is it, what is it?

[ Is it more little nui-sized sailor uniforms to dress up the plush dreamers and students he's been collecting?

No, because he buys their stock out every single day. ♥ ]

( action ) re: date auction

[noentry]

[Haruaki takes him to the blue-sanded beach in Visium. Sano doesn't necessarily go to the ocean often like he used to, but he's always enjoyed it. It's too late to swim or build things with sand, so they're just walking. It doesn't really feel like a date. It's just Seimei...]

You're happy with this? [He doesn't sound doubtful, just...conscientious.]

[dresscode]

[ They walk side by side down the beach, Haruaki's hands tucked into his pockets, his chin tipped up toward the sky. ]

Yeah! The stars are totally different here than they are back home, have you noticed? It's fun to look at them.

[ And he knows Sano has a little bit of a fascination with the stars, so... everyone wins! ]

You're okay with it too, right?

(action) christmas shopping

[savetheweak]

[It only makes sense to go Christmas shopping together. Oda's never met Takahashi-sensei, and Haruaki...apparently needs some sort of insight on Akechi that he doesn't already have? Oda's really not the person to ask, but he likes spending time with Haruaki, so he agrees to come along. They meet in the marketplace in Stellari. Oda approaches with his hands in his pockets.]

Yo.

[dresscode]

[ Haruaki's arms go straight up in the air, cowlick curling into a heart, immediately thrilled to see his friend. ]

O~ da~ sa~ kuuuuu!!!

[ Have two men ever been more mismatched in terms of energy levels? It's fantastic. ]

I still can't believe you drew Akira-kun! How lucky could we get, huh?

12/25 drop off

[escardos]

[ When Haruaki wakes up on Christmas and looks outside... there is a mysterious paper bag!!

Inside... there is a school uniform.

Actually no. Not quite. It looks like a school uniform, but it's like the top and the skirt are sown together to be one piece? Anyways, there's a note with it. ]

Mr. Haruaki!!! Merry Christmas!!! I tried asking for help on sewing a school uniform, but they ended up making it as a one piece! I considered cutting it in half, but then I think you'd cry, so I'm giving it to you like this for you to do what you want! A one of a kind school uniform that no other school has. It's awesome, kind of like Sailor Moon! Power of love!! And! Peace!!!

-Flat

Christmas Present!

[nuraridouman]

[Haruaki's gift comes in the form of a simple red envelope, tucked between a pair of warm Christmas-themed mittens, and containing an origami folded into the shape of a sailor uniform. If Haruaki unfolds it, a simple note is written inside the origami paper.

'1 from the Specials Page once we're back home. And I did drink all of it. >:P

-Merry Christmas'

He didn't, but he also doesn't like to be told what to do, so he's going to be contrarian (and keep the good booze till there's a nice reason to break into it) just because.]

12/25 🎁

[seeinside]

[ Akira was almost too eager to bother with wrapping but he still managed, nice ribbons over nice paper for a box small enough to be for some kind of jewelry. But instead what's inside is...

Well. Something obviously handmade. The stitching is phenomenal, everything hemmed and lined with care, but pattern pieces--if there were any--seem to have been a little mismatched, making the whole thing off center. But it should still work as it's intended: a sailor uniform the perfect size for any of the plush dolls Haru collected from the recent fan event.

And a promise to try again. He's got more, after all, and singling one out wouldn't be fair to the others or to Haruaki. ]

secret santa

[sosoruze]

[Packed in a plain green box with a red ribbon is a seifuku. The sewing is, charitably, rough and amateurish, and clearly some vague guesses were made as to the outfit's measurements, but it is, unmistakably, a sailor uniform.

The main feature of the gift, though, is the little speaker stitched into the collar. There's a button on it which, when pushed, plays a prerecorded voice that greets Haruaki and tells him the time.

A note is attached: Technically it doesn't actually think or talk for itself, but thought you might get a kick out of it anyway.]

text (later action)

[nuraridouman]

[It's a little after his talk with Sano that Douman sends Haruaki a painfully "It's work!"-screaming text.]

Please come see me when you are free, Abe-sensei. -Principal

[dresscode]

[ UH OH. ]

Okay! I can come right away!

But I haven't broken or destroyed anything lately, I swear!!!

( action ); january tdm @ the bonfire

[savetheweak]

[This really says it all:]

I'm surprised to see you here, Abe-sensei.

[It's early morning, the camp all waking up, breakfast prepared and passed out - by none other than his funny friend.]

You know the guy in charge?

[dresscode]

Good moooorning, Odasaku!!

[ Here, let Haruaki pour his coffee for him, a tray of breakfast sandwiches balanced in his other hand. ]

Yeah, but we're not friends or anything. I think he wants to kill and eat me. I just wanted to help!

2/21 🎁

[seeinside]

[ An easy thing about the household's transition from roommates to datemates was their bedtime routine. It was a little awkward at first, sure, full of nervous giggling and flushed faces at all the new implications, but Haruaki and Akira are nothing if not adaptable. The morning routine was much the same: Haruaki woke up first, and Akira sleepily trailed after him around an hour later.

Which is why it's strange when Haruaki wakes up to an empty bed.

Empty-empty. Hana isn't in her usual spot at the foot of the bed either. With the chaos of merging realities right outside their door that might be a frightening thing, but what Haruaki would notice isn't the sound of panic--or worse, silence. It's shuffling in the nearby kitchen, the telltale sound of pots and pans colliding while whoever's handling them is trying to be quiet about it. A normal soundscape for a normal morning.

...If the only other person in the house wasn't Akira, who's had the majority of his cooking practice in the months he and Haruaki have spent together. He tries for the sake of learning, but has never made anything more complicated than scrambled eggs for the two of them.

Still, should Haruaki come out and investigate, he'll see the small dining table fully set with a traditional breakfast. At first glance it's easy to see the fish is overdone, and the tamagoyaki is a bit misshapen, but Akira still beams bright and proud when he turns from his spot cleaning up the cooking dishes and notices who's up and awake at his usual time. ]

Ah! There you are! Good morniiiiing! ♡

[dresscode]

[ It is strange to wake up alone, especially today. It's the first birthday of his entire life that he's spent surrounded by anyone more than just his parents and Ame, and for weeks he's wondered on and off what it will be like. He doesn't want a big party, and he doesn't need any gifts. It would be enough just to be close to the people he loves... well, and if they wanted to wear sailor uniforms for a day, that wouldn't be so bad either...

But as soon as the sound of someone bustling about the kitchen reaches his ears, the strangeness takes on a new meaning, and Haruaki's springing out of bed. There's no grogginess to be seen, as ever. He's bright and bouncy as he makes his way out to see the full spread on the table, both hands coming up to slap over his cheeks, eyes huge and round and sparkling as he gasps and grins. ]

Akira-kuuuun! Good morning, good morning– is this really all for me!?

[ He doesn't care that the food isn't perfect!!!! The gestures is so touching, he could cry!!!!!! He will cry in just a few seconds, in fact!!!! ]