Yōnen-ki no yūjō Monogatari
Side Story - A Pair of Siblings Went to War
(6:32:19 PM) *Katsunori pulls his coat around his shoulders and steps outside the bar, searching for his sister who may or may not have taken out an eigth of the town already. Even so, he cares about her and her feelings matter. Whether he can somehow get Tsuna to not be killed is asking for the moon, though.
(6:41:51 PM) Fuuka: Surprisingly, and perhaps somehow more terrifyingly, there’s no mayhem and destruction outside, no sign of an angry, drunken rampage, no screaming. There is, however, should he inquire after her, a servant girl who points out that she’s headed towards a nearby river. This…this may not be a good sign.
(6:43:39 PM) Katsunori: “Thanks!” he gives the girl some money for her trouble and is now sprinting. This is tough on a guy who is used to equestrian pursuits and telling people to charge rather than doing it himself. Still, he’s hanging in there!
(6:54:52 PM) Fuuka: Well, once he makes it, he can find here there, kneeling by the river and watching the lights and stars reflected in the calm waters. She almost seems….serene. It is more terrifying than her anger ever was.
(6:58:16 PM) Katsunori: This is bad.
(6:59:06 PM) Katsunori: This is really bad. “You know, you run really fast. Especially when you’re furious.” he catches his breath and walks over to her with some caution.
(7:00:11 PM) Fuuka: “Maybe you’ve just gotten slow in your old age?” Man, she doesn’t even sound angry. Tsuna’s gonna //die//.
(7:01:16 PM) Plushiemancer [~laskaris@MagicStar-1DFB44D7.washdc.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(7:01:47 PM) Nama-ManaketeSupremacy [~Namagomi@21F073ED.56921A3A.300E3C64.IP] entered the room.
(7:02:11 PM) Katsunori: “I’m still in my 20s!”
(7:03:32 PM) Fuuka: “You talk like an old man.” She snorts, still staring out over the river. “Why are you even bothering, Katsunori? You know nothing you say is going to change my mind.”
(7:03:41 PM) Fuuka: She used his full name.
(7:03:48 PM) Fuuka: DEFCON SIRENS
(7:04:38 PM) Kitsunemimi-Maiden [~Kalamanka@MagicStar-2B1CA61A.hsd1.wa.comcast.net] entered the room.
(7:07:51 PM) Katsunori: “Yes, I know, but periodically a man must show his sister that he loves her. Also I have the feeling there may be more to this than Tsuna being somewhat of an idiot.”
(7:08:17 PM) *Katsunori gives a pained smile and also takes a gander across the river.
(7:12:35 PM) Fuuka: “Somewhat? //Somewhat//?”
(7:14:16 PM) Fuuka: She actually looks up at him now. Her voice is starting to rise, just a little bit, but still.“He’s simultaneously denying he knows any of and trying to coddle me—as if I don’t //know// not to pilot the damn armour drunk? As if I’m some delicate court maiden? He’s so stuck up his own ass he’s hurting everyone, but you know what, it’s not just //him//.”
(7:14:27 PM) Katsunori: “In fairness, if I said he was being a ‘complete’ idiot, this would suggest that he has displayed the full extent of his stupidity and we cannot witness any further.” he hedges with his hands, even.
(7:16:26 PM) Fuuka: Her laughter is sharp, and kind of pained. “None of us are what we were. We can’t go //back//, Katsunori, no matter what Ryuzouji might have think.”
(7:17:54 PM) Fuuka: “Shigetsuna may be offensively so, but what are we //doing// here? I don’t believe for a second only the six of us just happened to be the right people for the job.”
(7:18:40 PM) *Katsunori winces. “I’m not sure, but we all seem to have positioned ourselves in roles that are ideal for the task. It’s… a little bit different for me, though.”
(7:18:51 PM) Fuuka: “And who the hell is he expecting to //lead//, anyway? Me? //You//? There’s a better chance of you being some dark mysterious vigilante then me being able to lead anyone again!”
(7:19:32 PM) Katsunori: … Well, um…
(7:20:07 PM) Fuuka: …Now she’s staring at him.
(7:20:10 PM) Fuuka: “Why are you silent.”
(7:20:20 PM) Katsunori: “A pacifistic statesman like me? Pfft. I don’t even do that as well as I’d like.”
(7:20:54 PM) Fuuka: She squints at him, stands up.
(7:21:00 PM) Fuuka: Starts marching towards him.
(7:21:02 PM) Katsunori: Says the man who owns his own household and has a personal mon.
(7:21:11 PM) Fuuka: "Yukimura Katsunori**."
(7:21:29 PM) Katsunori: Oh dear
(7:21:43 PM) Katsunori: TSUNA YOU PUT ME HERE
(7:23:00 PM) Fuuka: “That kind of bullshit might work on some vapid-ass court nobles who don’t know their head from their rectum-” When did Fuuka learn the word rectum? Goodness, has little sister been reading? “But //I actually know you//.”
(7:23:30 PM) Katsunori: “I’m not a vigilante, relax.” Technically the truth, he isn’t a vigilante. He’s a mercenary general. Hooray for the independent businessman! Err, independent warlord.
(7:23:38 PM) Katsunori: The self-made shogun! Stop thinking, Katsunori.
(7:24:27 PM) *Katsunori takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out. “War was not kind to me.”
(7:24:49 PM) Fuuka: “It wasn’t kind to anyone. War is hell.”
(7:25:10 PM) Fuuka: She looks away, down at her clenched fists. “I was 12 years old at Nonokawachi, Katsunori.”
(7:27:37 PM) Katsunori: “No I know, I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just…” this is a posture no one else tends to see. He’s not really his usual confident and deep-voiced self right now. He’s also looking increasingly bummed out.
(7:32:08 PM) Katsunori: “Lord Kiba attacked me when I was trying to help reinforce a supply line. Or at least his men did. That coward didn’t have the courage to backstab me himself. Harou didn’t make it.” he’s stonefaced now. It takes a lot to make Katsunori actually cry, some say he never has.
(7:34:07 PM) Fuuka: “…Harou didn’t…” She goes quiet for a moment for a while, and runs a hand through her hair. “And Kiba’s not dead?”
(7:35:15 PM) Fuuka: “We should fix that.”
(7:35:42 PM) Katsunori: “I had to get my men out of there. It would be selfish to pursue revenge while they’re in peril. I’m working on it. Kiba is awful in court.”
(7:37:56 PM) Bassist1591 [~Mark@MagicStar-A15BCBFE.hsd1.tx.comcast.net] entered the room.
(7:40:56 PM) Fuuka: She looks up, out at the stars. “I’m tired of this. There’s no justice or protection just one person can create, Katsunori, you know? I never found any glory or honor on the battlefield.”
(7:41:20 PM) Fuuka: “No heroism, no success…just a lot of dead people I’d killed as a //child//.”
(7:41:49 PM) Katsunori: Sometimes you can’t really think of a clever or heartwarming thing to say.
(7:41:53 PM) Katsunori: Someti-you know what he hugs her.
(7:41:56 PM) Katsunori: It’s happening.
(7:42:14 PM) Fuuka: And he’s getting punched in the ribcage.
(7:42:18 PM) Fuuka: It’s a friendly punch.
(7:42:23 PM) Fuuka: A loving punch.
(7:43:39 PM) Katsunori: “Ow!”
(7:44:12 PM) Fuuka: “Don’t be a wuss, Katsunori.”
(7:44:17 PM) Fuuka: “I didn’t hit you that hard.”
(7:44:22 PM) Katsunori: Eh it wasn’t that bad, besides, Tsuna’s going to die probably, can’t whine now.
(7:44:43 PM) Katsunori: “It’s true, my ribs didn’t crack!”
(7:45:15 PM) Fuuka: But fine, she’ll just…stand here and be hugged. “I can’t lead them. You know it. I’ve been gone for six years…I didn’t protect a damn thing.”
(7:45:38 PM) Katsunori: He straightens up. That confidence is back. “But I can.”
(7:46:03 PM) Katsunori: “You lead from the front anyway, it’s the best kind.”
(7:51:07 PM) Fuuka: “I don’t—are you //listening//?” She stares at him, and huffs.
(7:52:09 PM) Katsunori: “I am. But I also know we can do this. I have a sixth sense of these things.”
(7:54:21 PM) Fuuka: “You are a jerk.”
(7:54:59 PM) Katsunori: “I’m not a jerk, I’m a statesman!”
(7:56:00 PM) Fuuka: “That doesn’t make you not a jerk!”
(7:56:24 PM) Katsunori: “What? I’m the nicest guy you know.”
(7:59:09 PM) *Fuuka puffing her cheek out. “No you’re not. I’m betting even after six years, Hajime’s nicer than you. And Yin-Ji definitely is!”
(8:02:48 PM) Katsunori: “Oh, that’s really fair, comparing me to a monk and an adorable musician.”
(8:02:59 PM) ***Katsunori becomes mock offended.
(8:03:03 PM) Katsunori: Fauxfended.
(8:03:12 PM) Fuuka: “You think she’s cute, huh?” Idly looking back out at the river. Checkmate, big brother. :3
(8:03:41 PM) Katsunori: “So do entire communities. Are you matchmaking again?”
(8:04:26 PM) Fuuka: “Heavens, no, I’m not Ryuzouji. I’m just saying, you should probably go distract her when I beat the unholy shit out of Shigetsuna in the morning.”
(8:05:46 PM) Katsunori: “You think she’d try to stop you, then?”
(8:06:01 PM) Fuuka: “None of us are the same people, but if you’re insisting I’m going to lead, I’m not going to tolerate him trying to have it both ways, and frankly, if I don’t beat him, Akemi will.” Fuuka shrugs.
(8:06:10 PM) Fuuka: “No, but she probably’d get upset to watch.”
(8:06:55 PM) Katsunori: “And throw off her music? Oh, hell with that. I’ll do it.”
(8:07:26 PM) Fuuka: “Now then.” Fuuka smiles. It’s horrifying. “You’re still pretending you’re only a shitty statesmen.”
(8:08:07 PM) Katsunori: “I said that to be humble. I’m a great statesman.”
(8:08:08 PM) Fuuka: “Changing the subject wasn’t going to make me forget. I’m not even that drunk.”
(8:08:25 PM) Fuuka: “And if that was all you are, brother wouldn’t be putting you on the front lines.”
(8:09:47 PM) Katsunori: “I’m not too proud to avoid martial duty.” We’re going to valiantly run away now. “You know they’re worried about you back at the bar right?”
(8:12:54 PM) Fuuka: “…” She’s staring him down. "They’re not that worried at all, I imagine, but fine, I’ll track you down for this conversation later
(8:13:59 PM) Katsunori: Promises, promises.
(8:14:08 PM) Katsunori: He keeps walking. As long as he keeps moving…
(8:14:15 PM) Fuuka: “Oh, and Katsunori?”
(8:14:25 PM) Fuuka: She smiles. “I don’t forget my promises.”
(8:14:29 PM) Fuuka: RUN, MOTHERFUCKER.
(8:14:44 PM) Katsunori: “Neither do I.” She’s right about Kiba.
(8:14:50 PM) Katsunori: His palace should be on fire by now.
(8:15:12 PM) Fuuka: Well then stick some rags in sake bottles and get to it!