DAISUKE AND TOORU
â â â Because I'm too lazy to write two separate posts. 
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"If no one from HOMRA has been killed then that must mean the killer is from HOMRA," Tooru bristled at the response, not wanting to believe that someone from their clan might be the culprit. "You know that's what they'll be thinking, right?" "I guess so. HOMRA always gets blamed when bad things happen, its actually pretty unfair. Its like every other clan has it out for us or something..." XX
Ever since Tooru had become a member of the Red Clan, and apparently even before then, HOMRA was always the first to be blamed when something went wrong in the city. Yes, HOMRA was technically a gang, and yes, they did get into fights quite often, but more so with their own members than anyone else. They didn't have any reason to go around terrorizing civilians or whatnot. XX
"Anyway, the funeral's not a big deal. It's just a sad gathering," Tooru thought back to the reason for the funeral. The former Grey King had been an important person, that he knew, and now that he'd been killed, everyone was pointing fingers at HOMRA just like usual. Only this time it was for an actual crime. It would make sense that Arata wouldn't want to attend the funeral, with all the rumors spreading about. I guess there's not really any reason to go. XX
"But... if you really want to go I won't stop you, Tooru. You could be our eyes and ears there if you're up for it." At that, Tooru grinned, a bit of an odd reaction to being more or less invited to a funeral. In reality, he was just excited to be given a job by his King, after all, Arata was his idol. "Okay! I'll go and eavesdrop on everyone's conversations and figure out whose spreading all the rumors about HOMRA being the one behind the killings! I'll be back later!" XX
And then he was off, grinning in happy pride and almost trampling poor Sora on his way out the door. "Ah, Sora-chan! Sacchan's inside, if you're looking for her~" Flashing her a friendly smile, Tooru headed toward the funeral home. XXXX
Daisuke really didn't expect Alastair to reply - after all, it would be in the older man's nature to ignore his accusation - so he was already turned around, ready to walk away, when the Gold King spoke. "I'm sorry, I've just been shaken with grief over losing her. Plus I didn't sleep to well last night. Besides, if those two bullshit excuses aren't doing it for you, have you ever considered that I couldn't give a rats ass about what the damn sign says?" Ah, he's angry. XX
Daisuke turned back to face Alastair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Obviously you don't care about what the sign says, there's no need for me to point that out." Honestly, it wasn't as if anyone had to actually ask, the fact he was smoking at all obviously meant he couldn't care less about a rule that was put up to prohibit his hobby. A hobby Daisuke disliked for very decent reasons. XX
"Or...were you just worried over a devilishly handsome guy like me rotting away? Little Snow White couldn't bear to see such a man wasting away on her watch." Daisuke was appalled by the statement, in more ways than one, but made no outward hint other than an annoyed 'tch' and a twitching brow. "Of course not. The only thing I'm worried about is your nasty habit giving something asthma and possibly making the funeral home smell like a bonfire." XXXX
At that moment, Daisuke caught notice of Mira approaching, and decided then was the best time to leave, not willing to deal with her high-and-mighty attitude at the moment. He scanned the crowd for his parents, and found them consoling some crying patrons, so he let them be and instead went off in search of something to do. He wasn't about to leave without them. He was actually considering starting a conversation with Miu, who was seemingly all alone at the moment, when he noticed Tooru approaching the ceremony. XXX
Daisuke smiled, understanding that it must have taken a decent amount of courage to attend when just about everyone was looking for a reason to hate on the Red Clan. "Good afternoon, Kita-kun. I'm afraid you missed the official ceremony, but the burial is meant to happen soon, if that's what you've come for." He said, ruffling Tooru's hair with a grin. Tooru deflated a little knowing he had missed the actual funeral, but lovely blonde hair captured his attention. XXXX
Its Mira-san! Simply the sight of Mira was enough to make Tooru turn bright red, even the tips of his ears flushed with color, and Daisuke took a moment to laugh at the younger boy's obvious crush. "You know, if you like her, you should try and talk to her. If you get to know her, she might like you back." "Really?!" Daisuke nodded, and Tooru grinned, hopping over to where Mira was stood. XX
Of course, his confidence faltered halfway there, and he found himself standing between his crush and the scary Gold King with his knees shaking and his face flushed red. "U-uh..." He turned to Mira with an expression of pure terror, and then bowed deeply, stuttering out: "S-sorry for your loss!" before scrambling back to Daisuke, who watched with amusement. How pathetic... XX
Ever since Tooru had become a member of the Red Clan, and apparently even before then, HOMRA was always the first to be blamed when something went wrong in the city. Yes, HOMRA was technically a gang, and yes, they did get into fights quite often, but more so with their own members than anyone else. They didn't have any reason to go around terrorizing civilians or whatnot. XX
"Anyway, the funeral's not a big deal. It's just a sad gathering," Tooru thought back to the reason for the funeral. The former Grey King had been an important person, that he knew, and now that he'd been killed, everyone was pointing fingers at HOMRA just like usual. Only this time it was for an actual crime. It would make sense that Arata wouldn't want to attend the funeral, with all the rumors spreading about. I guess there's not really any reason to go. XX
"But... if you really want to go I won't stop you, Tooru. You could be our eyes and ears there if you're up for it." At that, Tooru grinned, a bit of an odd reaction to being more or less invited to a funeral. In reality, he was just excited to be given a job by his King, after all, Arata was his idol. "Okay! I'll go and eavesdrop on everyone's conversations and figure out whose spreading all the rumors about HOMRA being the one behind the killings! I'll be back later!" XX
And then he was off, grinning in happy pride and almost trampling poor Sora on his way out the door. "Ah, Sora-chan! Sacchan's inside, if you're looking for her~" Flashing her a friendly smile, Tooru headed toward the funeral home. XXXX
Daisuke really didn't expect Alastair to reply - after all, it would be in the older man's nature to ignore his accusation - so he was already turned around, ready to walk away, when the Gold King spoke. "I'm sorry, I've just been shaken with grief over losing her. Plus I didn't sleep to well last night. Besides, if those two bullshit excuses aren't doing it for you, have you ever considered that I couldn't give a rats ass about what the damn sign says?" Ah, he's angry. XX
Daisuke turned back to face Alastair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Obviously you don't care about what the sign says, there's no need for me to point that out." Honestly, it wasn't as if anyone had to actually ask, the fact he was smoking at all obviously meant he couldn't care less about a rule that was put up to prohibit his hobby. A hobby Daisuke disliked for very decent reasons. XX
"Or...were you just worried over a devilishly handsome guy like me rotting away? Little Snow White couldn't bear to see such a man wasting away on her watch." Daisuke was appalled by the statement, in more ways than one, but made no outward hint other than an annoyed 'tch' and a twitching brow. "Of course not. The only thing I'm worried about is your nasty habit giving something asthma and possibly making the funeral home smell like a bonfire." XXXX
At that moment, Daisuke caught notice of Mira approaching, and decided then was the best time to leave, not willing to deal with her high-and-mighty attitude at the moment. He scanned the crowd for his parents, and found them consoling some crying patrons, so he let them be and instead went off in search of something to do. He wasn't about to leave without them. He was actually considering starting a conversation with Miu, who was seemingly all alone at the moment, when he noticed Tooru approaching the ceremony. XXX
Daisuke smiled, understanding that it must have taken a decent amount of courage to attend when just about everyone was looking for a reason to hate on the Red Clan. "Good afternoon, Kita-kun. I'm afraid you missed the official ceremony, but the burial is meant to happen soon, if that's what you've come for." He said, ruffling Tooru's hair with a grin. Tooru deflated a little knowing he had missed the actual funeral, but lovely blonde hair captured his attention. XXXX
Its Mira-san! Simply the sight of Mira was enough to make Tooru turn bright red, even the tips of his ears flushed with color, and Daisuke took a moment to laugh at the younger boy's obvious crush. "You know, if you like her, you should try and talk to her. If you get to know her, she might like you back." "Really?!" Daisuke nodded, and Tooru grinned, hopping over to where Mira was stood. XX
Of course, his confidence faltered halfway there, and he found himself standing between his crush and the scary Gold King with his knees shaking and his face flushed red. "U-uh..." He turned to Mira with an expression of pure terror, and then bowed deeply, stuttering out: "S-sorry for your loss!" before scrambling back to Daisuke, who watched with amusement. How pathetic... XX