Day 51: Breakfast

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Yuffie Kisaragi, indomitable bouncing ball of sunshine and unfathomable ebullience, was tired. It'd been a long night full of gibberish and getting nowhere fast.

"Can't I—"

Plucky, who had been busily loading a plate full of French toast and bacon, tittered. "I'm afraid not, Hanna, darling. A chat over a nice, hearty breakfast would do you a world of good, don't you think?"

"Aaaaactually—"

"Come on, let's find you a seat. Plenty to choose from this morning!"

For a long moment, Yuffie seriously considered doing something—anything—to act out. Punch her nurse, rub jam in an orderly's face, climb a wall and hang off the ceiling, jump on a table and parody Loveless… A ruckus like that would definitely jolt her back into gear, right? Sedation aside. And it'd turn Plucky's good day right on its head, which was always a bonus worth shooting for.

But, by the time she'd reached a decision—and it was an epic decision, a really awesome one; everybody'd appreciate the genius, she was sure—she was already alone. Her breakfast tray had been set down neatly by the nurse, who had left with an infuriatingly winsome smile.

"Wow," Yuffie muttered. Shaking her head, she picked a chair at random and threw herself into it. She kicked back, one arm slung across her eyes, to wait. For what, she wasn't totally sure. Some moron to decide that she looked like good company? That was how it usually went.

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Sechs gave the stranger a gruff nod. Despite his aloof composure, the Replica could understand the kid's vague response. "Hmph... Tell me about it..." he grumbled through a mouthful of food. Everyone had crap to deal with no thanks to Landel, but it didn't mean they had to talk about it if they didn't want to. Sechs often dealt with his problems the lone way, even with his friendship with Kibitoshin, he still struggled to talk about what bugged him without clamming up or exploding! Unfortunately, his unwanted passenger had been forcing him to talk about his troubles more than he'd like...

Thankful that the kid wasn't asking Sechs about how his own morning was going, he moved on to the next piece of his breakfast, impaling an unfortunate sausage with his fork before stuffing the whole thing into his mouth. As he contentedly chewed away at his food with a slightly glazed look over his eyes, Sechs almost gained the appearance of a satisfied beast munching on a fresh kill.

When the other patient spoke up again, Sechs was in the midst of loudly gulping down his food, and his focus returned back to the present with a snap. Don't like meat?! Sechs frowned. Sheesh! Well, that was one thing they didn't have in common...

Yet it was a good thing that the kid offered Sechs his own sausage and bacon, otherwise his disapproving frown would have stayed. Instead, Sechs couldn't help but wear his first grin for the day. That was certainly one way of getting on his good side! (Although an invitation to a good battle would be better, but oh well...)

He nodded with a soft chuckle, "Heh, sure!" Using his fork, Sechs unearthed the squashed French toast from beneath his bounty of meat and tossed it over, landing almost perfectly onto the center of the other patient's plate. "Nurse bugged me to have one, but I don't want it."

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"You too, huh?" Nataku asked, flashing a thin smile. The man could take it as rhetorical if he wanted to, but in a weird way it wasn't so bad to spend the morning with someone who could commiserate. He was even growing accustomed to getting that look every time he mentioned not liking meat all that much. Jeez, people had different taste! It wasn't a crime. Then again, Nataku wouldn't have been very surprised if the man had been a beast of some sort in his life before this place. It wasn't unlike watching a large predator feasting on a carcass.

At least the man was pleased to take the meat away from Nataku's own plate. "Ugh, they can be really annoying about that stuff. Nice shot." Nataku replied, a little amused despite himself. He repeated the gesture with his meat, forgetting his lethargy for the odd sort of game. The sausages and bacon ended up in relatively the same place on the man's...well it was more like pile. He was only relatively sure there was a plate under there. "I'm Nataku, by the way. What's your name?"

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Sechs grinned, not only at the compliment but the extra food he was receiving. He was kinda starting to like this kid, he would have to ask him if he was a warrior, at least once his mouth was cleared enough to speak. It was when the youth introduced himself that Sechs froze in mid-chew. Wait, Nataku? That name really rang a bell... Where did Sechs hear it before--

Sechs' smile evaporated.

It was from that fight Sechs had on the message board! The one over the disappearance of his hated roommate Will! THAT Nataku! The one who was friends with that bastard and even claimed to be worse than him! And to think all this time it was just some punk kid!

No thanks to the nurse's removal of the... heated conversation Sechs had with Nataku on the board, he was never able to properly introduce himself. Well, there wasn't a better time for that than now!

A forbidding grimace clouded Sechs' face. "Nataku, huh?" Sechs growled as a dangerous glint entered his eyes, "We've talked before, but I didn't get a chance to tell you my name..."

The memory of the notes Nataku left inflamed Sechs' festering rage and disappointment over Will's disappearance. So much so, that the friendliness Sechs received from the youth sitting across from him was abruptly replaced by a more vicious impression. It was like falling right back into a furious fight that was never interrupted in the first place. Any plans on making friends and having a peaceful breakfast were now officially thrown out the window as far as Sechs was concerned!

"I'm Sechs!" he said, pushing his plate of food away to the side. "We had a little talk about a certain lying jackass named Will, and I still stand by what I said!" Snarling, Sechs forced his chair back and stood up, slamming his palms upon the table as he loomed aggressively over Nataku. "So how 'bout you, kid?!" he barked, reaching out to grab onto Nataku's collar, "Still think you're worse than that bastard?!"

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As soon as the smile disappeared Nataku was tense and alert. Usually his looks inspired a reaction long before his name did. He couldn't even guess what caused the sudden reaction. It was true that he had talked to a lot of people here, but he would have remembered meeting someone else with eyes that colour...and he would have remembered their name.

His body responded before the rest of him fully understood what was happening and Nataku pushed his own tray aside, standing, palms suddenly flat against the table top. He let Sechs grab his collar, unresisting. Similarly, all thoughts of friendship had evaporated.

"Will is my friend." He replied, voice deceptively calm. "I stand by everything I said."

First Will, then Kenren, and Nataku was still powerless. He couldn't prevent their deaths or disappearances and he was still far from retribution but this stupid, angry man presented himself as a target easily within reach and it was enough of a spark to light the fire. Nataku tensed, moving as if to jerk away - and instead he gave himself a push, leaping clear across the table top in an effort to tackle Sechs to the ground.

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Sechs' grimace widened, revealing a gnashing row of sharp teeth. He tightened his grip into Nataku's shirt. "It looks like we still have a problem then!" he snarled. Like his opponent, Sechs' body was ready for conflict; his muscles were tensed beneath his skin while his heart pumped adrenaline-rich blood throughout his system. Any moment would be the one to start the battle off with a bang...

Then Nataku made his first move, and within a split second, a vicious fight broke out upon their section of the long cafeteria table. Sechs' free arm struck out to brace against Nataku's weight as they both tumbled down to the floor, knocking food off their plates, emptying drinks and sending plastic utensils flying in their wake. Other patients and staff would have been alarmed by the sudden violence taking place near them.

All the mess and commotion was nothing but background noise to Sechs, as his rage and hatred towards Will came out in full force against Nataku. Sechs crashed to the ground upon his back with his smaller opponent on top of him, sending sparks of pain to explode inside his skull. The Replica gave out an infuriated roar. Immediately, he coiled his legs beneath Nataku before kicking him off his torso and flipping him over his head towards the floor behind.

"Like I said before!" he growled, crawling to his hands and knees before pouncing towards Nataku in an attempt to pin him down. "Will didn't make friends, he just USED people!" Once close enough, one of Sechs' hands shot out for Nataku's shoulder while the other clenched into a fist that blurred towards his face.

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Nataku grunted from the impact of a hard landing, pain shooting up his spine, clear and sharp and suddenly Sechs was on him, his fingers digging deep into his shoulder. He was fast and strong, but so was Nataku. Jason used people? Yeah, right. This guy didn't know the first thing about him. Not even his real name.

"Did you ever think maybe it was just you?" Nataku shot back, the usual cockiness creeping into his voice. He crossed his arms to block the punch and Sechs' fist connected with his forearm just as he brought his knee up hard towards the man's stomach. "Maybe you deserved it!"

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"SHUT UP! You don't know SHIT!" Sechs snarled, his hair bristling at the accusation. It was true that Sechs was the one who attacked Will first... But even so, Will's aggravating charms would have gotten the two to be enemies either way, no matter who attacked first! For crying out loud, that bastard liked to be used against other patients during that night when both he and Sechs were taken for those experiments! That was enough to show his true character!

"Man, that bastard must have really kept you in the dark!" he retorted, "Did he treat you like his stupid little pet or something?!"

Then there was a winded grunt of pain and Sechs immediately doubled over from Nataku's attack, but he didn't let that slide without a retaliative move. Sechs' fist dove in again for another part of Nataku's skull, but just then an orderly wrangled Sechs from behind and started pulling him off his opponent. As he was hauled away, Sechs' fist missed its original target and flew in towards Nataku's lower ribs.

Undeterred by the staff's intervention, Sechs struggled against the arms that held him as he continued barking back at Nataku. "Did ya know that Will got taken in one night to be used against other patients?!" he snarled, "Well guess what! After that night, he bragged to me about how he enjoyed being one of Landel's 'guard dogs'!"

The orderly fought to wrestle Sechs away from the other yellow eyed patient, but when a nurse threatened Sechs with sedation, the Replica ceased to fight back and allowed the staff to pull him away to another part of the cafeteria. He didn't go quietly though, as he shouted at Nataku over his shoulder, "That just goes to show who he's REALLY like! Nothing but a STINKING COWARD! You're either really dumb or just in denial over that fact!"