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Day 40: Lunch

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"Damn that SCOURGE!" Starscream cried out, the slowly-filling cafeteria producing a jarring echo of his raspy voice. His limping, already bad enough from not knowing how to properly use his crutches, was now exacerbated from the injuries he'd received the shift prior. Despite the gauges in his non-casted leg so lovingly provided by the aforementioned 'patient', Starscream could still put some weight on it, but not so much that he could really stop and rest; relieving the soreness under his arms was out of the question. The nurse that walked behind him with his tray, already upset at having to deal with yet another troublesome inmate, was growing rather impatient as his charge slowly made his way down the food line.

"Just...give me a standard serving of the aquatic creature's flesh, some of those fried potato slices, two bananas, and three bottles of juice," Starscream sighed, his anger from just a moment ago assuaged by the physical exertion needed to move the way he did. "I'm going to sit down here...bring it to me when you're done."

He was hardly surprised to find that one of the bananas was completely bruised along its inner curve, or that the handful of 'chips' on his plate were all on the small side. Tired and frustrated as he was, however, he could barely muster a 'damned flesh-creature' before moving his fingers to the plate, picking one of the longer 'chips' and shoving it into his mouth listlessly.

There was an unusually high concentration of sodium chloride crystals on it. Of COURSE.

[For Tony Stark]

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When Akihiko looked for the girls, Junpei looked again as well.

"We didn't mean to. Sure, Ryouji and I were joking about what would happen if we were still there when the sessions changed from men to women, but honestly, we didn't plan it," he said, his voice barely audible.

"But it did and there they were. All four of them, in nothing but towels. White towels."

"...who's Ryouji?" The question was out of his mouth before he even realized it, but it was still valid enough.

"You seriously didn't plan it?" It didn't matter if this Ryouji guy was joking around or not - sticking around a little too long on purpose was something he wouldn't put past Junpei for a minute. "Sorry, I'm just finding that a little hard to believe."

All four of them - shit. This can't have ended well. Unless he somehow pulled off some kind of miracle and managed to talk them down. "You didn't answer my question," Akihiko said, one eye on Junpei and the other scanning just to make sure none of the girls in question were within earshot. "So, did you-know-who get us out of it, or was it, as I suspect, the worst execution ever?"

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Junpei blinked, wondering what crack Akihiko was smoking when he remembered that his senpai wouldn't know Ryouji. "He's a transfer student that started school not too long after the November full moon. He's a pretty cool guy and a bigger flirt than I am. Anyways, that's not important."

He shook his head a little. "You know, I almost wish I had planned it, considering everyone thinks I did. At least then I'd have bragging rights. But yeah, we got caught. Fuuka saw us as we tried to sneak out. I've never seen those four that angry before. So yeah, brutal executions all around."

Junpei grinned then. "But, dude, seriously? SO. FUCKING. WORTH. IT. Those white towels, we from the steamy waters, clinging to their bodies, showing off each and every curve..."

Akihiko simply nodded at the response to that first question. If the guy had wound up joining S.E.E.S., Junpei would've mentioned the fact, so it really wasn't so important.

"You're surprised that everyone thinks you planned it? Really?" He rolled his eyes just a little bit, but that stopped the instant the word 'execution' came up, and he froze in place for a moment. Note to my future self: don't be an idiot. Check the damn schedules, and remember that windows can, in theory, serve to block spells. Maybe.

He didn't say anything else for a couple of minutes. There was the fact of what had happened a couple of nights ago, of course, but there was no way in the world he was going to mention it right now. It would invariably get back to Mitsuru, and he didn't particularly want to test the limits on how much of an execution she could perform here.

"...wait, what? You're saying we actually saw something before that?"

Junpei's head nodded so fast he might as well have been one of those bobble-head dolls.

"Hell yeah! They were standing right there in front of us, glaring down at us, with the towels and the clinging and the chorus of angels... before Mitsuru-senpai executed us."

He tapped the table top. "Seriously, dude. It was so worth it. Do not stop yourself from letting it happen. Though... maybe try sneaking to the left first. Yuka-tan's easier to get by than Fuuka."

"You realize that now this is absolutely going to get the both of us executed, right? Before it can even happen?" Sure, he hadn't seen Yukari, and Mitsuru was deep in conversation across the room and likely not paying much attention - or at least Akihiko hoped that she wasn't - but. Things like that tended to have a way of coming to light at exceedingly bad times.

"And that after what happened the other -- oh crap, never mind." You idiot. Now he's rubbing off on you. Good job almost letting that slip.

"Anyway, why bring this up now? Bragging rights?"

Junpei suddenly got the most serious look on his face and he reached across the table to grasp Akihiko's forearm.

"Dude. Not a word more of what happened in Kyoto will ever be spoken of again. If any of the girls find out about it, it will have come from you. I'm trusting you with this information. Do not betray that trust."

He then leaned back, grinning a bit. "Now... what happened the other day? Night? Did you finally get the balls to ask her out or something? or did she catch you staring at her ass?"

"Nothing you need to know about in detail," Akihiko said, addressing that last question just a little too quickly. "We just ran into a weird kid who teleported the both of us. I still don't know who the hell he was, or where we ended up."

He gave Junpei a stern look after that. "Are you kidding? With Ken posting awkward questions to the bulletin like he's doing, the last thing I want to do is say anything about what happened. You can see it just as easily as I can. It'll be like July all over again, and no one wants a repeat of those questions."

"July? What July? I have no idea what you're talking about senpai. This year was special and the emperor declared there would be no July," Junpei replied, completely deadpan. "Didn't you get the email?"

He then snorted. "Oh, I don't. do I? What'd you end up with like no clothes on when you landed wherever you teleported to?"

"Apparently it went to my spam folder," Akihiko shot back, equally deadpan. And then came that next line, and the look on his face changed completely.

"How the hell did you know -- oh, shit." He smacked his forehead hard with his right hand. Well, the cat was out of the bag now.

"Okay, you got me, clothing got swapped around and displaced when we got teleported. But it's like Kyoto and July. It never happened, and if I hear that it did, I reserve the right to use you for boxing practice."

Junpei's eyes went wide for a moment before the hugest grin split across his face. Really? Akihiko honestly got to see...

...Junpei was so jealous.

"Okay, I won't ever say anything," he replied, sincerely. "But I've got to know and you have to tell me..."

He paused, leaned forward after checking for the girls. "Dude - tell me you hit that?"

Then it was Aki's turn to look around, making very sure Mitsuru was out of earshot before saying anything. It was finally in a very low voice that he said, "Well, I would have, if I hadn't gotten cockblocked by a monster."

He shook his head, in a manner that said only one thing: 'I can't believe I just said that.'

"But seriously, something got both of us almost immediately afterwards. Made us feel like we'd both gotten a bad case of Apathy Syndrome."

There was hope for his senpai after all. "Che. Fucking monsters. Well, I'm sure other opportunities will present themselves."

Speaking of opportunities, Junpei remembered the real reason he wanted to talk to Akihiko. It wasn't so much that he wanted to as much as he needed to talk to someone and without the pimp master himself around, Akihiko had to do.

"So... senpai... Um... So the real reason I needed to talk to you is because of last night..." Junpei rubbed his goatee a little nervously.

Akihiko laughed off the first statement just a little bit. "Heh. We'll see, I guess." Not likely if she ever catches wind of this conversation...

"What happened last night?", he asked, raising an eyebrow in concern. The real question was what it had to do with the prior topics of conversation, but he had a feeling he would find that out soon enough.

"Nothing happened, really. We got the metal and stuff, got soaked by nasty water, and chilled in her room the rest of the night," Junpei replied. He fidgeted a little.

"She's been, uh, reading the board a lot, I guess. One of the ones about a certain kind of bird that only likes a certain kind of person..."

"I see," Akihiko said, but the momentary flash of 'oh phew everything's fine' didn't last too long. He had to fight the urge to smack his forehead at that last sentence, in addition to suddenly wishing the bulletin board would just be wiped of everything right now. It was causing far too many awkward situations for his liking.

"Oh, geez. Those again? So I'm guessing she's worried about them."

"...yeah."

Junpei pushed his food around his place for a moment.

"She wants us to... you know. And I want to... but I'm all worried that she only wants to because of those birds, so I told her she needed to think more about it and stuff," he muttered. "If this had been a couple months ago, I'd a totally not even bothered to make sure it's what she really wanted, but with the whole love thing it makes it a different thing altogether."

He glanced up. "Does that make me weird? I don't lose my guy card because of it, do I?"

Okay. What would he say? Oh, who'm I kidding, he'd be all eloquent about it. Well, here goes nothing.

"I don't think you lose your guy card because of it. In fact, it probably gets you a lot of points." He nodded, as if almost reassuring himself of what he was saying.

"I think you did the right thing by giving her time to think and to figure out what she really wants. I've gotta say, I'm impressed." That much was true - he wouldn't have expected that kind of thinking from the junior. "So don't worry too much about it. She'll figure it out."

Junpei gave a nervous laugh. "You're forgetting who my girl is," he said. "But you're probably right."

He glanced around. "Uh... you're not gonna tell anyone about this?"

"I bet she'll come around," he said, with a nod. "And of course I'm not going to tell anyone about this. I don't particularly feel like testing the limits of executions, nor do I feel like having another talk about all of this with Ken. Seriously, of all the things to have that kind of curiosity about..." Akihiko shook his head, trying not to think about it too much. That conversation was definitely one he didn't want to relive.

"Oh, I see," Junpei replied, a grin spreading across his face.

"You choked, didn't you? On the birds and bees talk." His grin grew.

"No. I just...well, you answer questions about that from an 11-year-old who's too smart for his own good and just keeps coming up with stuff you never -- okay, maybe you would have, but most people wouldn't come up with," he answered, glaring across the table.

"Okay. I'll talk to him and answers the questions you fail at," Junpei replied. Clearly, he knew more than Akihiko did. He'd certainly be experiencing it sooner than his senpai anyways.

...unless Mitsuru decided to take matters into her own hands.

Nah.

"I don't think that will be necessary," Akihiko snapped back. "Somehow I get the feeling you'd only encourage him to ask even more questions on the bulletin board. And does anyone really need more hard questions on the board?"

At the mention of questions on the board, Junpei looked sufficiently humbled, as if he knew something very poignant about the board.

"Uh... no. I was planning on being a good senpai to him," Junpei replied. "He doesn't have any family, you know. Someone's gotta explain this stuff to him." And wasn't going to be all awkward and shit like Akihiko obviously had been.

Fail, senpai, fail.

Day 40: Lunch

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