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[nikubaka]

Date & Time: A million years ago, sometime after the bodyswap
Location: Izumo's apartment
Characters: Kuroh (nikubaka) and Izumo (homra)
Summary: Kuroh wants some questions answered. Or maybe just one.
Warnings: Really stupid boys

Kuroh stalked for a while to make sure no one else was in the apartment. The moment he's sure that the only one inside is Kusanagi, he takes a sharp breath and knocks once, twice.

There's a stray dog at your door, Izumo. What do??

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[nikubaka]

He wasn’t... [ he lets out a breath he forgot he was holding. kuroh’s been pretty easily fooled by lies before, but he doubts kusanagi has a reason to here. it had seemed out of character for the red clan to suddenly halt all pursuit, but in such a strange situation as the one they were in, it still hadn’t been particularly reassuring.

overcome by relief, kuroh lets his stoic demeanor retreat for the moment and smiles openly. there was no question about how he had come to regard shiro as a comrade after all this time together. but the momentary high of being told he won’t have to kill his closest friend subsides when he thinks about it. because kusanagi’s answer, while welcome, was pretty bare-bones. his expression turns thoughtful--it probably appears that he’s zoned out. the truth is that he has about three different ways he can proceed from here, and he’s not sure what to do. ]

[homra]

Would you have been able to do it if I told you otherwise? You took a long time in confronting me.

[ Observing Kuroh carefully for about a fraction of a second, he considers the situation before turning back to his business; fixing himself up a drink he'd been planning on creating before the rather spontaneous visit. Tense atmospheres weren't his thing, and Kuroh was free to leave when he wanted to, really. ]

Anyway, was that all?

[ An addendum, Kuroh has all the liberties to not answer what he'd ask before; it being a simple, curious question. ]

[nikubaka]

[ izumo's voice brings him back to the here and now, and kuroh sharply looks up. really, it hadn't been that long...he's guessing totsuka didn't tell kusanagi about their run-in during the bodyswap. after that he'd resolved to wait until it had blown over.

his answer is quiet, but his voice doesn't waver. ] I would have had to. [ in theory it was that simple, but he'd often asked himself the exact same question. being able to kill anyone was something he had often doubted he could bring himself to do.

he comes so close to asking kusanagi more...hopeful determination shows on his face as he considers how to ask who did kill totsuka if it wasn't shiro, and if shiro isn't the colorless king then who is he really, because his friend can't remember anything about himself and his identity crisis is painful to witness, you see...

but at the last second, he selflessly decides not to make that decision for him. but more selfishly, he's also afraid of losing shiro as he is now. kuroh nods his head. ]

That's all, yes...thank you. I apologize for disturbing you. [ then he crosses through the kitchen once again, on his way out. ]