http://whiny-egomaniac.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] whiny-egomaniac.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-04-05 02:35 pm

Day 40: Lunch

*hobble wobble*

"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]

[identity profile] mayomanoflove.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata's expression didn't change.

".......Naruto Uzumaki-kun, user of the Sexy no Jutsu and friend of Sasuke Uchiha-kun and Sakura Haruno-chan."

[identity profile] whirlingwinds.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Naruto's eyes narrowed slightly at that. Okay, so maybe he was more than just a friend of one of his teammates. Why would anyone have told this man about Sexy no Jutsu here?

"Yeah...That's me," he said anyways, but he was slightly wary. "How do you even know that?!"

[identity profile] mayomanoflove.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata said nothing and simply stared.



Stared.

[identity profile] whirlingwinds.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Naruto blinked in return. Trying to figure out what was wrong with this strange person.

[identity profile] mayomanoflove.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Naruto-kun. Naruto Uzumaki-kun, headliner of Shounen Jump's most popular series since Shounen Jump began. The king of ninja manga, any doujinshi scanner's wet dream, the inspiration for the fifteen and one gazillion fighting series and animes that came after it. Naruto Uzumaki-kun. Sitting across from Hijikata Toshirou. Right here. Right now.

Now.

....................the tears' flow out of his eyes was instant and unexpected. So instant, in fact, that Hijikata didn't even notice them as he reached out his hand.

"N-N-N-Naruto-k-k-kun. I-i-i can't t-t-t-ell you w-w-what a p-p-p-pleasure it is t-to m-meet you...!"

[identity profile] whirlingwinds.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
What. The. Hell. The guy was crying now and stuttering more than Hinata ever had. He shook the man's hand a little warily, looking at him like he was crazy. So apparently some people here actually were sick? Or maybe he was just missing something.

"Nice to meet you...?" He trailed off, trying to get the man's name and also stay seated and not run off screaming. That probably wouldn't do well with the nurses and people like this could be highly unstable. He didn't want to make him angry.

[identity profile] mayomanoflove.livejournal.com 2009-04-11 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Hijikata shook Naruto's hand, wondering vaguely 1) what was this wet thing coming out of his eyes and obscuring his vision, and 2) whether it'd be too uncool to have Naruto sign his uniform. Deciding at last that he could not have Naruto stooping to the level of having to make contact with such a hideously designed article of clothing, Hijikata contented himself with the thought that if he didn't wash his hand for the next...oh, decade or so, perhaps Naruto's fingerprints would be imprinted over time onto his hand.

"H-Hijikata Toshirou," Hijikata said.

"I'm s-s-sorry to trouble you d-during y-y-your l-lunchtime break, but I've l-long been a fan of your work, si--Uzumaki-sa-- N-Naruto-kun. I-I... thought y-you should know that."

[identity profile] whirlingwinds.livejournal.com 2009-04-11 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, this guy was most definitely crazy. His work? What was he talking about? Why was he crying and why was Naruto shaking his hand?

He pulled it away, expression growing sheepish.

"Um. I have no idea who you are or why you know who I am," he said, sitting back slightly to put just a little more distance between them.