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31_days2012-08-03 10:45 pm
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[August 3][Kamen Rider Den-O] Midnight Joke
Title: Midnight joke
Day/ Theme: August 3 / evil from within that has been let out
Series: Kamen Rider Den-o
Characters: Yuuto, OC, mentions Deneb
Rating: G
Warning: references in-series events
It was creepy, don't get him wrong, but it was not unexpected, what with Deneb's quest to have Yuuto's name and face embedded on every brain in the city. What was weird was how the situation fell into place. Deneb was nowhere to be found when Yuuto woke up this morning. Zeroliner wasn't popping up until a couple of hours and Yuuto was famished, so he walked to the local mall's food court and bought the cheapest meal set he could find the couldn't possibly have shiitake in them. What was even weirder was that this man decided to sit beside him when there were other perfectly available seats. Yuuto wriggled away, but as he was in the middle of scarfing down a piece of pork, decided he could make the other guy move instead once he had swallowed.
"I think I'm starting to get the picture now," the man continued uninvited. "While the sun is up, we all have to wear masks. We all have to pretend we're normal."
The fu--Yuuto swallowed. Was the guy some sort of contract holder? Or maybe, another Kamen Rider? But he knew about Zeronos? How?
"Too close," Yuuto said through half-chewed food.
The man ignored him. He was good at the ignoring business, because he had the guns for it. He looked like he could be a construction worker, judging from deep tan of his muscular frame, the heavy material of his jeans, cotton button-downs, and thick-soled boots. His hard hat was stowed underneath his seat, together with a knapsack. Yuuto would likely get his scrawny ass broken in half by the monster.
Who was still sitting too close to him.
"I understand," the man continued. "Sometimes, we have to wait for the cloak of darkness to let our inner selves out. You--you were very brave last night. You didn't hide under a fake name, ashamed of who you really are."
"Who you really are?"
"Don't regret what you've done. You were a beautiful sight last night, a dainty thing in a Little Red Riding Hood, giving out the cutest bonbons in the world."
Deneb. Yuuto was going to kill Deneb. "Did, uh, we talk for long?" Yuuto asked, just so he'd know exactly how much he'd have to kill Deneb.
The man suddenly brightened. "Oh! So that's why you're so cold today." He turned and pulled his knapsack from underneath him and began rummaging through. " We had a nice long talk under the city lights. I told you all about my life long dream and you told me I should just go for it. You're an old soul who hears the ancient language of our human souls. A special man, indeed."
The man, to Yuuto's horrified fascination, pulled on a blond mass of curls, slapped on lipstick, and made a kissy face pose at him.
"La Donna Diva, operatic alto, at your service. But you can call me Lorio Daisuke, if you'd like."
So Deneb had a play date... with another man in drag.
"I owe you one. From the bottom of my heart, thank you, Sakurai Yuuto."
Well, at least there was one person who wouldn't be thinking of Sakurai Yuuto as a midnight joke.
"No," Yuuto supposed. "Thank you back, Lorio Daisuke."
13:56 08/03/12
Day/ Theme: August 3 / evil from within that has been let out
Series: Kamen Rider Den-o
Characters: Yuuto, OC, mentions Deneb
Rating: G
Warning: references in-series events
"I've been watching you, Sakurai Yuuto," the man said.
It was creepy, don't get him wrong, but it was not unexpected, what with Deneb's quest to have Yuuto's name and face embedded on every brain in the city. What was weird was how the situation fell into place. Deneb was nowhere to be found when Yuuto woke up this morning. Zeroliner wasn't popping up until a couple of hours and Yuuto was famished, so he walked to the local mall's food court and bought the cheapest meal set he could find the couldn't possibly have shiitake in them. What was even weirder was that this man decided to sit beside him when there were other perfectly available seats. Yuuto wriggled away, but as he was in the middle of scarfing down a piece of pork, decided he could make the other guy move instead once he had swallowed.
"I think I'm starting to get the picture now," the man continued uninvited. "While the sun is up, we all have to wear masks. We all have to pretend we're normal."
The fu--Yuuto swallowed. Was the guy some sort of contract holder? Or maybe, another Kamen Rider? But he knew about Zeronos? How?
"Too close," Yuuto said through half-chewed food.
The man ignored him. He was good at the ignoring business, because he had the guns for it. He looked like he could be a construction worker, judging from deep tan of his muscular frame, the heavy material of his jeans, cotton button-downs, and thick-soled boots. His hard hat was stowed underneath his seat, together with a knapsack. Yuuto would likely get his scrawny ass broken in half by the monster.
Who was still sitting too close to him.
"I understand," the man continued. "Sometimes, we have to wait for the cloak of darkness to let our inner selves out. You--you were very brave last night. You didn't hide under a fake name, ashamed of who you really are."
"Who you really are?"
"Don't regret what you've done. You were a beautiful sight last night, a dainty thing in a Little Red Riding Hood, giving out the cutest bonbons in the world."
Deneb. Yuuto was going to kill Deneb. "Did, uh, we talk for long?" Yuuto asked, just so he'd know exactly how much he'd have to kill Deneb.
The man suddenly brightened. "Oh! So that's why you're so cold today." He turned and pulled his knapsack from underneath him and began rummaging through. " We had a nice long talk under the city lights. I told you all about my life long dream and you told me I should just go for it. You're an old soul who hears the ancient language of our human souls. A special man, indeed."
The man, to Yuuto's horrified fascination, pulled on a blond mass of curls, slapped on lipstick, and made a kissy face pose at him.
"La Donna Diva, operatic alto, at your service. But you can call me Lorio Daisuke, if you'd like."
So Deneb had a play date... with another man in drag.
"I owe you one. From the bottom of my heart, thank you, Sakurai Yuuto."
Well, at least there was one person who wouldn't be thinking of Sakurai Yuuto as a midnight joke.
"No," Yuuto supposed. "Thank you back, Lorio Daisuke."
13:56 08/03/12