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chizuru "would you jerks stop leaving me" yukimura ([personal profile] derepressed) wrote in [community profile] recountal2014-06-02 10:01 am

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Yukimura Residence.
Tokyo, Japan, March 2014.

Graduation. A time for growing up, moving on, and... getting really drunk, apparently.

Chizuru appreciates that her friends have come to celebrate her graduation - especially since, strictly speaking, they didn't really have to. Heisuke is two years older than her, already twenty to her eighteen years, and Sen graduated last year; Kosuzu, meanwhile, still has another year to go. Surely they had other things they could be doing - but they've chosen to be here with her. For that, she is incredibly grateful.

But... she does wish "becoming an adult" wasn't synonymous with "drinking alcohol" in some people's minds. Her father had left them to their own devices, and that means he trusts them not to get up to any trouble - but Heisuke is the only one here who's old enough to drink and yet all of them (except for Chizuru, who is politely abstaining) have been doing so. Kosuzu, at least, is only taking polite sips; Sen is a little more tipsy, and Heisuke...

Well, she loves him, but Heisuke has had so much to drink already that he's sleeping it off with his head in her lap even though it's only a little after eight in the evening. It's cute - endearing, even, the way he has his arms wrapped around her waist and he looks so comfortable in his slumber - but she feels a little embarrassed, mostly because Kosuzu and Sen are both here. She thinks she would mind it less if there wasn't anyone else around to see it.

At least Sen's teasing is relatively minimal. Of course, the three of them who are still awake are neck-deep in girltalk - that's only interrupted when the doorbell rings. Chizuru looks down at Heisuke's head in her lap, but Sen tells her not to worry and trots off to answer the door herself.

A few moments later there's a delighted giggle and an "Oh, my!" before Sen calls back to them - "Ah, come here! You have to see your father's taste in graduation gifts!"

Chizuru exchanges a puzzled glance with Kosuzu before gently shifting Heisuke's arms from around her waist and settling his head on the couch, and then she's on her feet and heading for the entranceway -

...that's a man, not a gift. She pauses and stares at the man in the doorway for a few moments. "Um..."

Kosuzu, evidently more tipsy than she's been letting on, tugs on Chizuru's sleeve. "Your father got you a military man for your graduation?" It sounds as though it's meant to be a whisper, but it's loud enough for all of them to hear. Chizuru blushes crimson.

"N-no, that's... um...!"

Poor Hijikata. His timing is atrocious, really.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-03 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
It feels as if it's been forever since he walked this neighborhood—and it has been. But, unlike some of his comrades who had declared he would find himself lost in a nostalgia that makes him feel as if he's been homesick returning for the first time. . .

. . .no, he really doesn't feel shit about it, and that includes passing by the house he grew up in. But, Hijikata does have to admit that when he rings the doorbell, the idea of seeing the familiar face of the old doctor would be much appreciated. Not that he looks much like a casual visitor—because he isn't and it's protocol to conduct formal requests in uniform. He wonders if Kodou will even recognize him in such a thing and the hat to top it all off ( he'd never been much of a person to adorn those types of accessories ). As he waits, he takes a small glance back out towards the street, listening the incredible silence. It's one thing he has missed about here. Despite it being right in the city, the residency areas were still so quiet and peaceful.

When the door opens, Hijikata is quick to turn to greet, reaching for the brim of his hat to remove it but his hand stills at touching it when he realizes a young woman is answering the door in place of the gentle-looking old man he'd been expecting. He blinks, hoping to hide any obvious confusion on his part. But, before he can say anything, anyway, the girl is gleefully calling back into the house ( wait, what did she just say? ) and he can't help but just stand there, waiting for this very... intriguing turn of events to unfold. He supposes he shouldn't be really surprised when two more girls appear around the same age ( he guesses, anyway ). The one who speaks her supposedly secret and personal question followed by the third girl's reaction makes him unable to help himself and produce a small smile as he lowers his eyes from them. Ah, he sees. It is that time of year to be graduating, isn't it? And two of these young ladies are decidedly drunk as true to the tradition. When the one who blushed tries to stammer out an explanation and fails, Hijikata speaks up, still not looking at the three of them.

"I'm sorry for the interruption, I may very well have the wrong house." Glancing up now, he takes a quick look at only sober girl of the trio before turning his attention to the one who answered the door to begin with, offering a polite smile as he tips his hat to her. "I was under the assumption this was still the Yukimura residence." And although he doesn't outright ask, the implied question is very obvious: If it's not the place he's looking for, might any of them be able to point him to where in this neighborhood Kodou is living now?

Obviously, he can be diplomatic and polite when he wants to be. And, while they are a group of teenage girls, he's still in uniform and he can't be throwing away chances to gain information necessary by dropping to his usual blunt and hard-edged self.

Besides, the faster he finds out where he needs to go, the quicker they can return to their fun.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-03 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
If it makes her feel better, Hijikata doesn't notice because once Sen addresses her by name, he looks surprised and well, he sort of ends up unintentionally staring right back at her. It's only once she perks up about her father that he seems to snap out of his own momentary daze. He glances when the other two skitter away, leaving them alone, and he notices her nervous gestures.

He smiles a little, though, when her excuses start to come he waits until she runs out of words to say, simply removing his hat once he's taken an actual step into the house itself. If he actually heard her apology for her friends, it's not clear because when he finally does speak, it's a little bit skeptical sounding ( but it's polite in a teasing sort of manner all the same ).

"Chizuru? Is that so... well, of course, you don't remember me. You were so little back then." Hijikata gives her another once over, trying honestly to place the familiarities in the little girl he knew before he gives a slight shake of his head. "It's not necessary. Do you know when he will be returning? I can come back at another time, especially since you're..." breaking the law here "...having your party right now."

Truthfully, he just doesn't want to touch this situation at all, especially while in uniform. The last thing he needs is a misunderstanding and it making things difficult. He'd rather stay on the defensive or prosecution side of the court, not in the defendant seat.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-05 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata can be—is—often oblivious to subtleties but not subtleties concerning needing some sort of assistance, even if he's used to more... dire situations. Nevertheless, he can very clearly see her nervous uncertainty of the situation and the fact she's insisted again she would be willing to call ( the fact she says she doesn't mind calling him ) is yet another good indicator. He doesn't really find the idea of babysitting drunk teenagers something of a good time, though... but, what else would he do other than wait around nearby until Kodou returned.

It takes him a moment, even so, however, to finally speak. He swallows before turning back to her and away from towards the room things are happening in. "...All right."

Go ahead and call him, Chizuru. He'll go play mom to the drunk children.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-05 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata silently observes the entire situation, watching it carefully although it is honestly impossible to tell what he's thinking and concluding from what he sees. Either way, he only finally speaks again when she fumbles at giving her father his name. He gives her a small side-glance, noticing she's giving him one in return ( ah, how delightfully awkward yep this is just a great deal of awkwardness isn't it so far... ).

"Hijikata Toshizou."

And that's that. But, within an hour means he needs to preoccupy himself while waiting. It seems improper to move around in the house, however, even if he's gone through it during his younger days as if he lived in it, with Chizuru looking so uncomfortable from her situation. He's pretty sure him doing anything other than simply just standing where he is and waiting is going to make her a little more uncomfortable. What a limited situation.

"...Are you happy you've graduated?"

Trying to make small talk: more awkwardness but better than making her more uncomfortable. They're similar on the immediate surface, but one is a lot more harmless than the other.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-05 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
She is a lot shier than when she was small, he realizes—but that's all right. Hijikata gives a small nod then, closes his eyes a moment before answering appreciatively, "...Tea would be fine."

Tea is not really something he's managed to have in quite a long time. There was rarely time and most opted for coffee. It's was quicker and easier to get and packed a greater kick for staying alert. He had become rather addicted to it, in the end himself, but he missed tea all the same.

Hijikata missed good tea, actually, but he has no idea how she prepares tea and at the moment, he can't exactly pick and choose.

There's something else, though, and it takes him a second to realize he's lingering on her once he'd opened his eyes again. As a child, he remembers her. But, something else is for some reason familiar and yet he can't... he can't place it. Maybe it's that feeling of nostalgia, of wanting to remember things in familiar places because he feels like he should or something. Directing his attention forcefully elsewhere, he slowly makes his way towards the couch to sit, supposing he might as well review the files he brought with him as he waits. Otherwise, he's going to be doing a lot of staring and the last thing he needs is for his reunion with the doctor to include a side of being alone with his eighteen-year-old daughter alone and making her anxious or otherwise bothered in her own home.

...Well, that, and it was hard to keep formalities. More than anything about waiting, is waiting when he has to put on a public face. Kodou knew him better, but that didn't matter until Kodou was actually here. And even then, he was more respectful to him than he was in general. Women... well, he might as well be polite to Chizuru, even if he was anything but polite to her when they first met way back when. It's not like he's going to really see her again after this save for if Kodou takes the unrelated invitation he had in addition to the actual business he was here for.

As a result, Hijikata had zero reason to put up a wall right now ( even if being this way makes him more sensitive to things, it's still a very open and welcoming of people way of presenting himself—and goddamn it, he hates more than anything when people approach him thinking he actually wants to talk to them. Like he has time to do any of that anywhere at any time. Including his free time at a cafe—he's not there to chat, he's there to drink his coffee or his tea and eat whatever it is and ignore the rest of the world around him.

...but that's all another story for another time. )
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-07 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata doesn't even hesitate to take it when she offers, although it's fair to say he's indeed quite occupied that he doesn't even really offer a thank you for her efforts. It's only when he finally take a sip of it that he pauses and glances up from his papers over to Chizuru.

By now, she's sitting on the other end of couch quietly, and he hesitates just a second about saying anything at all ( she seems a lot more content than she had when her friends were here ) before he decides to go for it, because, honestly.

"...You didn't have to go through such effort for tea." Because he has always been picky and he's always been able to tell the difference and this is good tea. There's no way she pulled this from a prepackaged teabag. He hadn't really thought on the time it took her to bring the tea, but now that he's tasted it, everything seems to have come better together. She shouldn't have felt the need to do it like this... even if he has to admit it's some of the best tea he has had in a very very long time.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-06-08 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
When she glances away he has to let a small amused sigh escape, silently turning back to his tea instead of bringing attention to her shyness. Hijikata doesn't glance to her again when she speaks, looking back at his papers.

"I'm a JAG lawyer; it's been a while since I've done any field work." Not that being a lawyer isn't stressful or difficult, but he's long come to realize that usually when someone makes a statement like that they are picturing a warrior that is fighting for their survival against all odds to protect the country and its people. He'd done something like it once ( and truthfully on the field with his troops is where he wanted to stay but somehow he ended up in this, anyway. At the very least he did his best to continue what he did on the field then now, particularly protecting those who need it—he just does it by making sure men and women in uniform have someone to protect them when it comes to justice. Joining the military meant giving up certain rights as a citizen but it didn't mean they weren't protected. Likewise, they weren't above or exempt from consequence when behavior or actions went out of line.

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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-12 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
He should have known better than to listen to anyone's advice consisting of letting a woman be the infiltrator seeking information, even when it theoretically makes sense. Because men know men better than anyone else and that was definitely going that guy's way and not the way they themselves had hoped. But, it was done now and he's taken her away, maneuvered her along until they are in the quieter shadows of an already dark nightclub.

Taking a look around, Hijikata attempts to make sure this is a safe enough spot to see what's wrong with her without alerting anyone else to Chizuru's potential vulnerability. But, before he can get much of a good look, he ends up surprised to feel her touch ( and what it maks him feel is not something his mind should be catering to right now ) against his cheek, turning to look down at her without any means to hide it.

"Are you all right? What happened?" Other than her somehow definitely almost going too far with that bastard that is supposedly their info lead, he means.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-12 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
He's about to snap a 'that doesn't mean it's okay to throw yourself at him in gratitude' even though she knows it's not her fault, but Hijikata finds himself still staring down at the young woman now looking up at him like that.

The question makes his blood heat up and he swallows, his brow creased slightly because how does one delicately put that she's not herself and shouldn't be offering that to anyone.

He needs to remind himself of that last part.

"Of course, why do you even need to ask that?" Too bad he hasn't realized that while his mind is going dirty places from her body language and words that she is right there with him when speaking with him right now. Because he's seen spiked drinks before, but this is a new level of strange to the point he's not sure what it is. All he knows is he needs to fix it as soon as possible.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-12 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
The way her whisper brings him mentally so immediately close to saying yes at that question makes Hijikata clamp his jaw shut tightly behind his lips, but even so he finds himself doing as she so sweetly requests. All he can think about is how he really needs to further check up on her, maybe get her to a clinic to make sure there isn't anything dangerous in whatever drug (that's what this is, right? there's nothing real about it) the asshole slipped in her drink.

—It's between that and how tempting she is, how he wants to know what she feels 'a little" of and if he can make it more than just a little. It's strange to realize just how different of an experience this is with Chizuru in his arms rather than his fiancé when he does come to hold her, sliding back against the nearest wall the make room for any passersby.

The only thing he cares about it in relations to the woman not present ( he's still angry with her—with himself—and neither of them were jumble enough to take the first step at an apology ( he knows it should be him, but he doesn't... he just doesn't want to ) is the fact that he feels so different here than there and maybe it's just the tension of the entire situation that has unfolded, or her voice or her touch, but he likes it so much more with this woman (...barely a woman, truthfully, but he can't seem to let that deter him much).

And this isn't even a time to be liking anything.

"We should get out of here, take you to a doctor to make sure you aren't in any danger." But, the only danger that he sees for her right now is no longer the club and its guests but him himself.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-13 09:38 am (UTC)(link)
His lips purse together, feeling the heat and soft curves of her body as she speaks, staring hard across the hall to the other. This place isn't a sex house ( except, it kind of is, too, plenty of couples unable to keep their hands off each other whether drugged or not and the club atmosphere did certainly aid to that. Catching the sounds of others screaming and mostly drowned out by the club noise in pleasure as they're touched or used certainly aided that. Chizuru and her everything right now certainly added to that.

"Don't tempt me, Chizuru," he says just loud enough for her to hear, a warning even as his grip tightens around her.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-13 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Because you're drugged and I'd be taking advantage of you," he replies, his words clipped and they're as much for him as they are for her. Shit, it's not like he's oblivious—at least, to himself—and sometimes he catches himself watching her in less than innocent fashion, the way he really shouldn't because she's practically a kid and he has a fiancée that he can do that sort of thing with and not sacrifice a girl's dignity and what the hell, anyway? What is it that's so irresistible attractive to him about her that he can barely stand her looking at him like that (he doesn't need her take on giving him bedroom eyes), anyway?

"You'll regret it when you wake up tomorrow."

...But, there's a part of him nagging that if he doesn't do it she's going to have to find release somewhere and that it would be worse to let her throw herself at someone else again.
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[personal profile] demarcates 2014-07-13 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I want you.

It's enough to make him feel weak in the knees and he does lack the ability to protest further when her fingers touch his lips to quiet him. And Hijikata doesn't look away from her as he hand trails down, but and he feels his pulse start to heighten a little and he feels both a thrill and something disgusting chastising him for the other sensation. There's a flush to his face just acknowledging that he's well aware of what she wants from him, but is he going to be able to live with himself after this?

Something tells him yes because in the back of his mind she's his is already known like it's been something predetermined from the start. It's like he had his chance once upon a time and he missed it and he would be an idiot to not take the opportunity to express this, regardless of circumstances.

Regardless that he's supposed to get married and that she has a boyfriend.

He adjusts his hold on her, hands sliding lower as he slips them to her grasp at her lower ass and picks her to turn them around and press her up against the eaton knee up to support weight and he sighs as he presses his forehead against hers.

Shifting as he uses his torso to keep her up, his words are a whisper even as he runs a hand up he thigh, with deliberate action to ride her dress up so he can easily part her legs to either side of him and he can be flush against her.

"Don't forgive me for this when you wake up tomorrow."

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