musubi | fifteenth breath ✧ voice

Then I call dibs.

Hold tight, though. Gotta run. [And he'll sprint the rest of the way to Isamu's building, seeing as they've got a considerable distance between them now. The shortcut through the woods will cut off some time, at least.

Once he arrives, Raph will knock twice before letting himself in.]

Yo, Isamu!

Edited 2010-08-22 20:46 (UTC)

[Isamu is sitting slumped at the table with his journal still in front of him. His hat is laid on the other side of that, surrounded by a few empty beer bottles.

He doesn't even get up when Raph comes in, just turns his head that way blearily.] Hey.

[Raphael wanders towards the kitchen and stands in the threshold, arms folded.]

Well ain't this a sight?

[Isamu glowers.] If yer jus' gonna get on my case or... or make comparisons, you c'n go back home.

Nah. [He unfolds his arms and gives Isamu a dismissive wave.] Too easy.

[Then he'll wander to the fridge, grab one of the remaining beers and crack it open, joining him at the table.]

Edited 2010-08-22 21:30 (UTC)

[Thanks, man. He can live without that for right now.

He knocks a few of his empty ones to the side to make room, not caring when they roll to the floor.]

I...

Damn.

[Raph just tips the bottle to his mouth and looks at Isamu from the corner of his eye.]

I...

I kissed my best friend.

[Raph chokes on his beer.] What!?

[He's trying not to sputter. Really. But last time he checked, Naoki was his best friend.]

You mean...?

Yeah.

I, uh, didn't know you swung that way.

Tha's just it, man! [He covers his face with one hand.] I don't!

Okay...so then you kissed him. A guy. [a beat.] Unless it was onna those crazy experiment things. I heard a whole buncha people turned into chicks.

No... no it wasn't.

I don't know, I just... [He cuts himself off with an aggravated sound.]

[Raph falls silent again. He knows the drill. Sometimes it just takes a while to figure stuff out. Talking only makes it more confusing.]

I don't swing that way, but Naoki... he does.

Him and Richie, you know? [Because you totally know what he means, Raph.]

Uh...right. Richie.

Who's Richie?

Richard. Blond. [Isamu makes a vague motion at his hair.]

I asked if they were seein' each other - because they are, it's so obvious - an' he said it was none of my business. None of my business!

Well that's dumb. You guys're like, joined at the hip. Kinda weird he wouldn't tell ya. Unless you think he's embarrassed or somethin'.

Right?! [Never mind that he's skipping over several details.]

A-and I was just... He's mine, you know? I don't wanna lose him to anyone.

Hm. [Raph tries to put himself in Isamu's shoes. Not imagining the exact situation, because that'd be gross, but what if one of his brothers got a girl? What would he do? He wouldn't kiss them, obviously. The thought along makes me nauseous. But would he be jealous? Probably. But he'd be happy for them too, right?

So maybe the situation's not the same. Maybe he really can't relate. But Isamu's his buddy, and he's gonna try his damndest.]

What, you think he's gonna just forget you 'cause of this guy? Or is it 'cause you wanna, y'know, be with him?

I... [Covering his face with both hands now.] I don't know.

I dunno what to tell ya. [He takes a long pull from his bottle. Yep. Definitely gonna need more beer if they're just gonna sit around playing Dr. Phil.]

He just ran out on me, man! He ran out on me, an' he's prob'ly with Richie right now and...

God, I'm such an idiot.

[Raph has no freakin' clue what to say or do. He's so not cut out for this shit.]

Nah, you're not an idiot.

...Okay, you kind of are an idiot, but not 'cause of this. [Maybe.]

Just um....I dunno. Waddya need? 'Nother beer?

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