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There's an abandoned part of the city that Kaworu is fond of. Well, all parts of Tokyo-3 were abandoned, really. That's just what happens when the entire human race defaults back to a primordial soup type substance.

But he likes this particular block, in no small part than because it has a useful pharmacy right underneath a useful clinic. Of course there are no pharmacists, no nurses and no doctor, but this doesn't trouble him any. Kaworu knows how to take care of himself with the resources offered to him.

But at the moment, he needs to take care of someone else. He's led Miharu all the way from the beach and now it's time to look at that shoulder. All he really needs is the pharmacy, today.

"Sorry it's messy," Kaworu says, as he leads the way in. "That's kinda what happens after the apocalypse."


Date: 2010-11-26 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"You can still hold yourself to standards," Miharu remarks. "Even if hardly anyone else is around to care."

Not that it is that messy, anyhow. The medicine, for example, is in perfect condition. But then, that would make sense, considering. Kaworu has been far more careful lately and it is most likely due to the sudden presence of his sister and her medical needs as well.

Honestly, it leaves Miharu impressed every time he encounters some sort of evidence of it.

"It hurts but I doubt it is anything that bad. It hurt far more when I hurt my hand."

That was a good specification on its own, considering.

Date: 2010-11-26 11:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"You are going to poison me," Miharu says. "And I will let you do it."

He is resigned.

Date: 2010-11-26 11:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Because," Miharu says, his tone reasonable. "You are the one that, if you did so, it would be for a good reason."

Whyever is this line of conversation making his heart faster, too loud for his own liking? The logic is missing from the situation.

Date: 2010-11-26 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Miharu knows better than to contradict Kaworu's not-commands. It is better to save his energy for other types of contradictions.

As such, he obeys. It is not very far to walk, anyway.

Date: 2010-11-27 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I don't know," Miharu says, his voice a little hoarse.

That's a lie. He does.

Date: 2010-11-27 07:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miharu obeys, though he really does not want to. There is, thankfully, a chair nearby. Does that, perhaps, work well?

He is not excited about any of this. Kaworu was supposed to let him be stupid.

Date: 2010-11-27 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Back off."

As Miharu never really learns, he attempts to push Kaworu away again, just as he had done before. It is less likely to cause bodily harm, this time...?

Date: 2010-11-27 08:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
One has to suppose that nobody had ever really said that Miharu had prime physical strength.

"Leave me alone," he says, and slouches down in the chair.


Date: 2010-11-27 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Miharu accepts what is being handed to him but then he merely stares at the floor.

These tactics are working quite well on him, it seems!

Date: 2010-11-27 09:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Kaworu," Miharu says, seemingly all of a sudden, "Do you ever think of Tabris?"

Or Adam.

Date: 2010-11-27 11:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I know that you held things from me," Miharu says in an even voice. Far too even, far too bland - that will not last at all. "I realize the reasons why and in fact I agree with them.

But I still do not like that you did that." Miharu turns the pills around a few times on his hand, before giving up and taking them. Let us hope it is not actually poison, heh.

"So I want you to tell me something secret to make up for it. If you can do that, I will accept everything as 'alright'."

This is an unfair demand, but Kaworu's actions had been just as unfair. This is the time to make up for it, now.

Date: 2010-11-27 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

As long as it wasn't a lie.

Date: 2010-11-27 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
And now it's enough to make him believe he had done the wrong thing.

"Stop, stop-" Miharu insists. He grabs ahold of Kaworu's sleeve, insistently pulling on it. "Come here-"

He has, in fact, succeeded in prompting a situation that shook him more than he would admit.

Date: 2010-11-27 12:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Of course it is enough," Miharu says. "I'm sorry -" He takes ahold of the front of Kaworu's shirt, now; the pull this time is intended to make him lean over. " - I'm sorry - "

He does not know how to prove his sincerity. He does not. Of course Miharu could use his one idea, what he has buried for a very long time now. That which he has not stopped thinking about ever since he met with Kaworu again, not even an hour earlier.

He holds on tighter to Kaworu's shirt and pulls again. It does not take very long at all for him to act.

"I am sorry, angel... You have done more than enough."

Miharu smiles weakly, the expression not reaching his eyes nor tone.

Date: 2010-11-28 07:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"You're letting me."

Really now.

Date: 2010-12-07 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Nothing more than you have just done," Miharu says vaguely.

The confessions... the truth... honestly, likely allowing himself to be punched...

Ideas are forming in Miharu's head, soon he will make something of them.

Date: 2010-12-07 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He will have something to go on now, as Miharu does something he has never done before.

Miharu kisses him.

Perhaps it seems mild compared to all the other things they have gone through with each other, towards each other or apart. It is the first time he has done that to anyone, really; all the neuroses involved has prevented him before. Therefore it is a higher compliment than it may seem.

For once, Miharu feels entirely confident in dealing it.

Date: 2010-12-08 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Of course Miharu is not objecting to that. Nor is he having the split-second regrets. No: in a way, it feels like this has been coming for a long time,

whatever it is.

"What does this mean?" he finds himself asking, when he has the chance. Miharu may have been the one to start it, but he has absolutely no clue what 'it' is.

Date: 2010-12-08 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Oh," Miharu says, with a slight hint of a smile. "Okay."

How incredibly normal.

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