route_1065 | I love you! You love me! ... wait no that's not right

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I love you! You love me! ... wait no that's not right

Who: Hiroto Ibuki, Kyoko Sakura
Where: A Closed Room in Violet City
When: May 14, Afternoon
Summary: Kyoko and Hiro's Pokemon are tired of their trainers not being able to get along... so they lock them in a broom closet together.
Rating: PG - PG-13!
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[Not really sure what the BIG DEAL WAS, Hiro finds himself being dragged down the halls by his most dangerous trio of Pokemon - Gible, Cranidos, and Hippopotas. Worried Something Bad might have happened, he unknowingly followed them to his doom, taking care to keep an eye out for any potential enemies and threats along the way. ... Hey, don't give him that look, you can never be too careful. A shame he trusted his Pokemon so much though.]

Come on guys, slow down here. This just looks like a regular old clo-- Hey!

[Because suffice to say, when his Cranidos headbutted him - which sent him nearly flying into the spacy closet he had just opened the door of - Hiro had not seen it coming.]

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[and at that same time, there is one (1) Magical Girl also being led through the halls by her tag team Gabite and Lickitung. Of course, they're not quite literally dragging her. They're taking her food hostage... and running away.]

Hey--! [and here they're approaching the little trio of pokémon, in front of that open closet door. Kyoko is suspicious, for a minute, but she hardly has time to think before her Pokémon throw the bag of apples in the closet.]

Wh-- what the hell are you doing? [aaaand soon kyoko is being thrown in by the gentle (not really) combined strength of mini-dragon and tongue monster. hello, hiro. a disgruntled, angry redhead has just been thrown into your face.

... while the door slams shut painfully behind them.]

[... Well, given how he'd essentially been tossed in before and only just gotten up... Yeah, Hiro has had a very rough few minutes. A bit stunned - his head hurting from colliding with the wall, his back from the skull of his ancient dinosaur, on the bright side, Kyoko was the least of all this.

Still, it could have been a little nicer. To that end, Hiro lets out a quiet groan and rubs his head - not... particularly interested in moving just yet, in case Kyoko might get the wrong idea from it.]

... You could have knocked.

[oh.

oh. kyoko is going to get back on her own feet when it clicks just who she's had the pleasure of smashing into. his input isn't exactly the thing she wants to hear, being locked in a closet and all... so she's turning around to try kicking the door.]

Was-- [kick] this-- [kick] your idea?! [one, final kick.]

[He'll just keep rubbing himself and watch, slowly standing up. ... Boy, there's not a lot of room in here - even less with her kicking like that.]

I don't normally go around trying to break my own bones, sorry. So it wasn't you either?

[she's going to try the doorknob now. with a small rattle of the doorframe... obviously locked.]

Heh. And I don't normally go around locking myself in closets. [she's looking down at the apples that spilled on the ground, now.] . . . Your Pokémon lead you here?

... Yeah. [looks up at her, then reaches down to start picking those up] Were you watching?

[kyoko kinda raises an eyebrow at hiro's picking up the apples, but says nothing about it and soon joins him.]

Like I'd do that. [she rubs the fruit against her clothes, placing them back in the bag. poor fooooood.] I just saw some outside when I was pushed in too.

[applepicking is go!]

Here. [he'll offer her apples to her.] ... That was probably them. Pretty damn violent about it too.

-- Yeah, thanks. [just the smallest amount of hesitation, before she going takes the apples off his hands and puts them back into the bag, save for one. with a small rub on her shirt, she's going to be eating it. now.]

I figured. I'd expect this kind of stuff from mine, but not from yours. [because they didn't seem to be troublemakers. unlike... her lickitung...]

[he's at least gotten used to her eating habits on... some level, so he's not surprised by that - he'll just lean back somewhat to give her a little room.]

[Hiro shakes his head, grinning.] They're clever little monsters when they want to be - especially the three new ones that came on Easter. They just usually don't target me.

Wish I could say the same thing about mine. [she pauses mid-bite, looking up at Hiro with interest.] Wonder why they decided to do it now. . .

Coincidence?

[Hiro returns her gaze, though he shrugs] They probably had a weird idea and decided it would be funny or something.

Coincidence is a stupid reason.

[no, seriously. she turns her gaze unto her apple, though she's not eating it anymore.] Tch. This isn't funny at all!

You like fate more, huh?

[He'll look at the apple too, wondering if it's revealing some sort of truth to her.] ... Then let's make it funny.

Not really. I'm just not convinced that it was just chance, is all.

[oh. now she's looking up at Hiro.] What's that supposed to mean?

Whatever the cause, we're here.

We make it fun. [he offers a grin] Nothing like payback, right?

Heh. Payback's fine.

But first we have to get out, y'know.

One step at a time.

Think about it. They've got to get hungry sometime. [nods at her apples - he's already thought five steps of a plan through] Even if they can't have them, where's the nearest food source? And who gets them their food normally anyway?

At worst, maybe an hour or two before they break us out themselves. Think you can handle it?

An hour's pushing it, but whatever.

[she'll handle the minor annoyance in her head later--she's stuck in a stuffy closet, and she's somehow too tired to be angry. maybe too annoyed. but she'll roll with it, even if her tone is a bit clipped.

she stops again, gripping her apple a little tighter and looking around the closet. yep, absolutely nothing.]

So, you got anything to do? [otherwise this hour is going to be really long.]

We'll see.

[He watches her, not... that annoyed anymore. He knows all too well there could be worse things to do, and to be quite honest, if all else fails and she tries getting rough with him, he could fight back if he absolutely had to - but he doubted things would go that far. Maybe he could try talking to her?

... Before the apple got destroyed at that.]

Not that I can think off. I wasn't really expecting to be going anywhere. You?

. . . No.

[she sighs, loosening her grip on the apple. part of her is accepting the fact she's stuck, another part of her still indignant... but she's not going to push it.

so now Kyoko is sinking down to the floor, propping one knee up and placing the bag of apples on the floor. it's crowded, yeah, but it was a pain standing up. she takes another bite of the apple, looking idly at the floor.

being stuck in a closet with hiro is awkward, and that fact has just begun to sunk in now that she's accepted it.]

Neither was I.

[Hiro watches her, suspecting she might still want to fight the fact that they're trapped and... slowly watching her then accept that the two of them are trapped in there, at least for now. He understands she'd probably rather be in here with someone else - or even alone - so he decides maybe it's time to try to lighten the mood or fix things.]

On the bright side, at least we're not in here alone. Right?

That would suck, yeah.

[she takes another bite of her apple, finishing it quickly enough. and now she's taking the stem and twirling it, watching the core with a concentrated expression.... before she throws it on the ground, leaning back so her head hits the wall.]

. . . Hey. Something's been bothering me.

[Hiro watches the stem, blink as it makes contact - the sound is oddly loud. Probably just because how quiet it feels in here otherwise. At Kyoko's words, he shifts slightly, pushing himself up a little to look at her more upright.]

Yeah? What is it?

[she looks to the ceiling, not really focusing on hiro's presence. she's talking to him, yeah, but it's not just for response or anything. this is just something that's been bothering her, and she needs to get it out.

because it was annoying. just like homura, hiro was a bit of an enigma, kind of--and it annoyed her.]

I said I'd forget it, but I guess I didn't.

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