Backthread Post- Shinku and Yusuke

[reiner_rubin]

[At the Doll House, Shinku has just finished her afternoon nap and opens the door to find...]

... Yusuke? What are you doing here?

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[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

*adjusting her dress so it tucks under her legs properly as she sits*

Is something troubling you?

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

*just flopping down next to you like he usually does -A-*

What, I can't come over to say hi?

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

If you don't have a reason to come and visit, don't come at all. *saying this all ':|||' at you, but you know she doesn't mean it... I hope 8D*

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

*ahaha he's had experience with Genkai's tsundere-ness so he knows |D*

...is it really that obvious.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Well? What happened?

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

....a friend left. Someone I was...really close to.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

*also brought some tea out must always have tea -A-*

... *sips some tea before replying* People come and go here Yusuke. It's just the way it works. The only comfort I can offer in my words is perhaps hope that your friend might come back.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

*will pass on the stuff for now thanks -A-* Like I don't know that--! It's just...he was one of the first good friends I made here, and...it's really weird that he's gone now. OF COURSE HE'S COMING BACK SINCE HE'S A BASTARD LIKE THAT BUT--

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Then do not worry yourself about it. It's foolish to waste your energy like that.

... The friends we make will always linger on as a memory. You should at least be grateful for that or are you not satisfied?

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

...call me selfish, but I guess I'm not. I should be happy that he's back doing what he needs to, but...

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

*looking up at the sky*

Perhaps Lady Luck will smile upon you Yusuke. You never know-- Your friend might come back.

... And you'll be a very lucky boy to have a friend you cherish so much.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

....maybe. Though I dunno just how often that happens here these days.

Haha, if you couldn't tell already, I keep alot of my friends close to me. You gotta hold onto what you're just getting, y'know?

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Then there is nothing wrong with hoping.

... I am not quite sure what I hold close to my heart anymore... Considering what I desire most is far beyond my reach.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

...and what's that?

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

*her voice is unusually gentle as she talks*

Yusuke... As long as I'm here I will never be able to see my father.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

*a-awwww--*

You can't say that. Maybe they'll send him here, right?

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

...

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

...?

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Yusuke?

Since your friend left do you have any regrets?

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

...

...well, I do regret not being able to punch him for that Twister game.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Twister?

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

During the festival a while back. Long story.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Ah. Is it some kind of game? I am not aware of the title I'm afraid.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

You don't know Twister? Sheesh, you'd figure a doll might know of it since you guys are in the same toy family... Yeah, it's a game. You spin a spinner and whatever it lands on you gotta put a hand or foot on it. It gets pretty messy the more people you get in on it.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Yusuke, I was made around the early EIGHTEENTH century.

I can imagine that a game with such a design could get rather awkward.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

And? Twister is an old game, y'know!

...HAHA. You have no idea.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

No one in the 18th century would play such an inappropriate game.

Hm. You all made fools of yourselves I'm guessing.

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

More than that. Let's just say the friend's face ended up somewhere that I'd usually end up bitch-slapped over if I went there myself.

[reiner-rubin.livejournal.com]

Too much information.

*sips tea*

[lolspiritfinger.livejournal.com]

...well, I did say it was a long story.