002 | Cherrygrove City | Action;

[usedlaserbeam]

[After a productive (but admittedly somewhat boring) five hours of work sorting and filing papers at the Cherrygrove Pokémon Center, it's finally time for Yagyuu to head for home--or at least, for the room at the Cherrygrove Inn he's been sharing with Kirihara-kun since they both arrived in the city yesterday. He'd gladly work longer hours if they'd let him, but the rules are strict for minors, and so he's being cheerfully shooed out as soon as his time is up for the day.

As a result, anyone in the vicinity of the Center in Cherrygrove will probably see him exiting the front doors, his Breeder's Manual already open in one hand for casual perusal as he starts his walk back toward the inn. Strangely, he doesn't seem to have any Pokémon with him, though he does have his backpack slung casually over his shoulder like a model student might.

All things considered, he's not hard to spot, both from his lack of visible Pokémon and his bright yellow Rikkai jersey with the collar popped up at the neck. Which means he's also a prime target for bothering, should anyone feel so inclined.]

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[reveiller]

[it's a very good thing that the yellow jacket is so very distinctive even under dim lighting, because otherwise, they might've missed Yagyuu entirely. as it stands, there is a soft bugling noise from above as the Flygon pinpoints her target, and glides down smoothly to cut in font of Yagyuu's path -- once. doubling back in the other direction, she then heads for him head-on, and only stops once her wings catches the wind, beating air back in waves.

she leaves plenty of room between herself and Yagyuu as she lands, softly, first on her hind legs, then onto all fours. on her back, three youths, all of which familiar.

one of them smiles tiredly, before looking back to the other two. well, go on.]

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[futariniousama.livejournal.com]

[ Niou slides off the Flygon without ceremony, seemingly disregarding his companions as he heads over to Yagyuu.

This is not going to be a hug. Not a hug not a hug not a hug not a hug—

He punches Yagyuu in the arm, and says nothing, because 'hey, loser' is the only thing he can think of, and that's stupid. ]

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[ The Flygon alone would've been more than enough to wrench Yagyuu's attention away from his breeding manual as it came to a smooth and unavoidable landing in front of his path, but it's the three familiar figures (two far more familiar than the third) seated on its back that really make his breath catch.

It shouldn't be as moving as it is, perhaps, to see them all in front of him. He knew they were here. He's already encountered Kirihara-kun. He's seen them just about every day of his life for the past three years. It's certainly not as though they're unexpected or unfamiliar. But it's more than just his teammate this time, it's his captain, his partner. And at the moment, there's no one he'd wanted to see more.

Which is part of the reason why he has to hide a smile as Niou's punch connects, unhindered, with his arm. It seems he's not the only one who's happy to see his partner, after all.

(But he doesn't rub it, either, because that would be like letting Niou win.) ]

I probably deserved that, having kept you waiting so long. Hello, Niou-kun.

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[futariniousama.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and makin' me come all the way out here to pick your lame ass up? I'd say you deserve more than a lovetap.

[ His tone is derisive, but he can't help a grin. Yagyuu can't really hide a smile, not from Niou, not right now, not any more than Niou can hide his own. Six fucking months, and they're finally together again.

Yagyuu deserves way more than a punch on the shoulder, but with so many people looking on, Niou doesn't dare. ]

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

Is this where I mention my eternal gratitude for making such an arduous journey on my behalf?

[The banter is easy and familiar, but it still seems frustratingly impersonal for this reunion. It's not hard to see why it's happening, and he's certainly not uncouth enough to wish their audience would disappear...but it grates, just a little, to act as though their separation were measured in nothing more dramatic than hours when he knows for Niou it's been months.]

I appreciate the rescue. However shall I make it up to you?

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[Niou had mentioned that Fuji was one of the ones who had his soul stolen by the bugs in the past week or so, and after their previous conversations, Yagyuu's gotten a little better at learning to look for the nuances of Fuji's expressions. He's far from an expert, and the smile still seems impenetrable, but it's a little easier to read the tiredness in Fuji's expression now that he knows what he's looking for.]

It seems your dart landed accurately after all, Fuji-kun.

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[reveiller]

[He actually pauses at that, having to draw up that particular thread of conversation before it clicks. Then, dismounting from the Flygon, he offers Yagyuu another smile of a different flavour-- this time a bit more wry than anything else.]

What can I say? It was a map of Cherrygrove.

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. Yes, it does help when you stack the deck, doesn't it?

[And he steps forward, offering his free hand for a handshake more out of instinct than anything else.]

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[reveiller]

Something like that. [It shows just how tired he is when he instinctively takes a step back. There's a marked hesitation as he considers Yagyuu's hand, before reaching forward and taking it into a handshake.]

Though in France, it's a kiss on each cheek.

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[loseyoursenses.livejournal.com]

[Yukimura lets Niou off first, of course, but he follows without much hesitation.

While he's tempted to hug Yagyuu as well, Yukimura isn't exactly the hugging type, not even after months (from his perspective) of separation. Instead, he simply walks up to Yagyuu with a smile.]

It's refreshing to see your face again in real life, Yagyuu.

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[It's rare to see Yagyuu smile--or at least, rare to see one where he looks legitimately happy, as opposed to wry or cordial or superior. But he's wearing one now, because this is his captain, and it's not just Yukimura but Yukimura well, and strong, and apparently content. And if that's not a cause to be legitimately happy, Yagyuu frankly doesn't know what is.]

I'm glad to be back with the team again, Yukimura-kun.

[He says it more for their perspective than for his own; he's only been missing them a few days, but he knows they've been missing him for much longer.]

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[loseyoursenses.livejournal.com]

[He has his moments here - Yukimura has stumbled from time to time. But he is physically healthy, strong, and having Yagyuu here has certainly made him content for the moment. Having his whole team, more or less, in the same place - that's all he can ask for.]

It hasn't been the same without you.

[And he is sincere - it really hasn't. How could it be?]

I certainly hope you haven't slacked off on your practice, though.

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. And I'm sure Yanagi-kun would be gratified to know that his training menus have more than paid off. I made excellent time on the trip here, even despite the necessity for breaks.

[Though traveling the routes is admittedly a little different than running laps around the familiar old campus. But he would've been a lot worse off if it hadn't been for all that training back home.]

The only area I've had to neglect is swing practice, and that's more a question of equipment than motivation.

[action] I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS! >:D

[pokemondolly.livejournal.com]

[Midori is out buying some snacks for herself and the girls she's rooming with, her Houndour loyally following after her when she spots Yagyuu.

And immediately flips. out.

Teenaged boy of roughly the right height and build. Yellow shirt. Brown hair of the correct length. Glasses. Is that..?

No. No, Midori, it isn't Keisuke don't--]

KEISUKE!

[. . . Dammit. Have an excited teenage girl ATTACHED TO YOU IN A RIDICULOUS HUG OUT OF NOWHERE, Yagyuu. I am so sorry.]

[action] I had a feeling I might run into you here. o/

[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[The slightly good news is, this isn't the first time this week that Yagyuu's been hailed by the name of Keisuke, so it doesn't come as quite as massive a surprise when someone screams it in his general vicinity.

The bad news is, he definitely wasn't expecting to hear it in person. Nor was he expecting a RIDICULOUS HUG OUT OF NOWHERE because, y'know. Personal space, what is it. So as it is, he's stock-still at the moment, unspeaking, eyes slightly wide behind his glasses as he attempts to process the sudden appearance of very warm and affectionate girl smothering all over him.]

[action] Greetings~ HAVE A CUDDLY GIRL

[pokemondolly.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately, Midori has buried her face in Yagyuu's shirt, so she doesn't notice that this is not a familiar face. She's laughing and clinging.]

I didn't know you were here! Oh man, I missed you!

[She adds a bit more squeeze to that huge, not yet realizing that something is very wrong.]

I was so worried! You should have posted something to the network!

[action] DON'T SCREAM, YAGYUU

[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[Okay, this is just getting--this is really not dignified, and not appropriate, and it is also not polite to shove a girl but the thought has crossed Yagyuu's mind at least three times in the past fifteen seconds.

So instead, he just gets a hand free and lands it on the girl's shoulder, pushing gently but firmly in a slightly frantic attempt to dislodge her.]

Excu--excuse me. Miss. Miss.

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[attrites.livejournal.com]

[ meanwhile, Akaya's having fun playing with Pokémon working hard training Pokémon!! Don't worry, Yagyuu, your Absol is in good hands. When he spots Yagyuu coming from down the road, though, he'll be waving and starting to run over. ]

Heeey, sempai!

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[Oh, there's Kirihara-kun. Good, it looks like he kept...reasonably out of trouble all day. At least, nothing seems to be on fire and all the buildings are presumably still standing.]

Ah, hello, Kirihara-kun. Did you have a good day?

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[attrites.livejournal.com]

[ there are a few trees on the outskirts of the city that have seen better days, though. ]

Yep! Training's going well!

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

And Phantom behaved himself, I hope?

[Because really, it was a relief to have his Pokémon out of his hair for the day, and Kirihara-kun seemed so enthusiastic about training them, so the arrangement was mutually beneficial.]

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[hayasugiru.livejournal.com]

[Having just been dismissed from his own job at the Center, helping look after the patients, he catches Yagyuu on his way out the door. A light tap on his shoulder and a bright grin should be enough to grab his attention, right?]

Yo.

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

[The light tap is more than enough on its own, frankly, considering Yagyuu isn't the most touchy-feely guy in the world; at the touch and the sound, he turns halfway, glancing over his shoulder at--ah, yes, that's right.]

Hello, Oshitari-kun. You're off work too?

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[hayasugiru.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I always get kicked out this time of day. Somethin' about night patients and kids. I usually go training after work!

[an afterthought;] And you can drop the Oshitari stuff, I don't think I know anyone who doesn't call me Kenya.

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[usedlaserbeam.livejournal.com]

My working hours are capped, as well. I assume it's something to do with our respective ages.

[A wry smile creeps across his lips.]

And I'll keep that in mind, Oshitari-kun.