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Who: Mondo Oowada (

diamondo) and Kiyotaka Ishimaru (

ardent)
Where: Goldenrod City
When: New Year's Eve
Summary: The kyoudais spend New Year's Eve together. Also possibly feelings??
Rating: PG-13 for Mondo's mouth, will edit if this changes!
Log:
[With the holidays finally over, Mondo has calmed down quite a bit. There's no need to flood the house with holiday-themed cookies anymore, which means he's back to his usual routine of training his Pokémon against one another in the outskirts of the city. That's what he would be doing if today weren't a special day.]

Oy, kyoudai!

[Where the hell are you, Ishimaru, he's got a question for you.]

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[Wh- ]

Ah. Well! I...know...?

[...kyoudai

u ok]

[no tbh]

Y-Yeah, 'course you do!!

[you know it would be amazing if he could stop shouting...]

So... So there's nothing weird about it!!

[or if he could shut his damn mouth]

[...Ohhhhhh.

You're having one of those moments where you're bad at feelings, right? You have a lot of moments where you're bad at feelings and this kind of ends in yelling a lot, so...okay, right, he gets what's going on now.]

I'm glad to be spending time with you, too, kyoudai.

Y-Yeah.

[That actually goes a good way to calming him down, though whether it's because of Ishimaru's words or the fact that Ishimaru is calm is unknown.

Mondo moves to fold his arms up behind his head, staring up at the sky rather than sideways at his friend.

Why the hell did he get so nervous all of a sudden? He knows Ishimaru wouldn't see anything wrong with something like that - not that he'd ever abuse that or anything, but he shouldn't get so worked up about it, right? It's not like they're around other people who might judge them either - and hell, even if they were, he's never cared about things like that. So what's the issue?

As usual, the obvious answer goes soaring over his head.]

[Well, then! If nothing else, that seems to have temporarily fixed...whatever the problem was, there; either way, the sky is pretty and it's a good night for appreciating it, and so for the time being, he's content to do that.]

I would have thought you'd be out at one of the bars tonight, maybe.

Nah. Drinking alone's not really my style.

[He gives a half-shrug and glances at Ishimaru, grinning again.]

'Sides, I'd much rather spend time with you. I didn't think you'd be doing anything for New Year's, so I figured it'd be better for us to stick together, right?

Ah...right!

[You know, were he anyone else, that might have gotten some sort of sarcastic comment about your faith in his ability to find something to do with himself on New Year's; however, this is Ishimaru we're talking about, and as such it's pretty much just a confirmation of fact. You thought he wasn't doing anything for New Year's; he wasn't.]

Well, maybe next year you won't be alone for it - I'm sure Alice-san can help you find someone!

[His first thought comes suddenly, without warning, and Mondo is left wondering where the hell it came from.

I don't want anyone else.

Mondo immediately sits up so that Ishimaru can't get a good look at his face because he knows he's gone bright red. He's not sure where that thought came from but he wouldn't be this flustered if it didn't ring true, right? So does that mean he likes Ishimaru--?

No. No, of course it doesn't. Ishimaru's a guy. Ishimaru's his brother. He's just getting confused because he hasn't had a relationship this important to him in awhile. That's all. That has to be all.]

...Yeah, maybe.

[Between the pause and how disinterested that sounds, he's pretty sure Ishimaru won't let him get away with it, but like hell if he has any idea what else to say.]

[It isn't long before Ishimaru pushes himself up as well, shivering a bit as some of that melted snow from earlier slips further down his coat (because thank you, Mondo); he brushes some of it out of his hair as he tries to work out what just happened - he's not entirely sure what it even could have been, but he's pretty sure there's something he's not getting.]

Are you all right?

Y-Yeah, 'course I am.

[His voice is a little too loud, but thankfully he's got something else to focus on.]

You look cold. You wanna head inside?

[Of course that's his fault, but hey, at least it's something that isn't I think I might like my best friend, isn't that awkward?]

...Do I?

[The question actually manages to distract him, despite his hesitance in responding to it; fortunate, maybe, as the only other thing that he could possibly say is that he doesn't seem all right and that always gets into awkward, unfortunate territory.]

Well, if you want to go back in, that's fine - it's probably not good to be out here while we're soaked like this.

I don't really mind either way! But yeah, we don't want you catching a cold!

[He grins and gets to his feet, offering Ishimaru a hand. He almost retracts it when he realizes what he's doing, but no, this is perfectly normal and acceptable and not weird at all. Hopefully all this weirdness will pass soon enough.]

C'mon, let's go get changed. We can get some fucking hot chocolate or something, I dunno.

[The idea of curling up on the couch with Ishimaru and hot chocolate is kind of adorable-- Goddammit, no, he is not interested in Ishimaru!]

That sounds good, yes!

[He accepts the assistance up, though he doesn't seem to need it too much, rising easily to his feet and smacking some of the snow off of his coat; he's quick to start back to the house, just sort of assuming Mondo's going to follow.]

Though you really ought to dress more warmly in the first place, kyoudai - I'm not the only one that has to worry about that sort of thing!

Nah, I'm fine! I don't get sick easily, so you don't have to worry about me!

[Though it is kind of nice that Ishimaru is worrying about him-- godfuckingdammit.

Once they arrive at the house, Mondo makes his way to the basement to get changed, hanging up his coat so it won't wrinkle horribly. He switches to the white coat he received earlier in the year, though his clothes are still inappropriate for the weather. Oh well.

When he's done with that he returns to the kitchen to get started on that hot chocolate (it's just package mixes, but it's good enough), humming softly to himself while he tries not to think about Ishimaru and his stupid feelings.]

[When Ishimaru re-emerges from the basement a few minutes later, he's back in that white gakuran; it's still what he's most comfortable in, after all.

He's got something on over it, however, to assist with the whole rewarming process - that jacket Mondo gave him for Christmas, with all the embroidery on it. It's still a bit too large for him, but he doesn't seem to mind for the time being.

That said, the soft tch noise he makes at Mondo's clothes is definitely an audible one, though he doesn't sound...too displeased.]

We're really going to have to get you some seasonally-appropriate clothes, you know!

Hey, c'mon, I'm fine...!

[The protest is cut off when he turns to Ishimaru and Mondo pauses for a moment, just staring at his friend. It's nice to see that Ishimaru is wearing the jacket he gave him, but that's not the issue.

The issue is the thought that crosses his mind: oh no, he's hot.

Immediately Mondo turns back around to busy himself with the hot chocolate, blushing furiously. This is so stupid, why the hell is he getting so worked up about something like this? Besides, it's not like Ishimaru looks any different than normal! Hell, he looked hotter with that coat and scarf-- dammit this is not helping.]

...Here.

[He holds out one of the mugs for Ishimaru to take, hiding his face behind his hair and quickly making his way to the couch so he can (hopefully) recover some.]

[Ishimaru accepts it, taking the mug carefully between both hands as though nervous about dropping it, though he manages well enough; Mondo's...rather quick exit there isn't something that escapes his notice, and again, he can't really say he knows what's causing the weird behavior - just the same, though, Mondo isn't actively shoving him away or anything (at least not that he can tell), so...hm.

Either way, he seems content to let him have his space; he joins him in the other room, though he's taken one of the chairs nearby rather than the couch itself.]

...Thanks, by the way. For doing this.

Y-Yeah, don't worry about it.

[Mondo is partially upset that Ishimaru isn't sitting with him and partially relieved; he needs some time to recover from the embarrassment his thoughts have brought on, after all. But he's not stupid; he can tell that something is bothering Ishimaru, and it doesn't take him long to put the pieces together.

He's acting weird. Ishimaru has noticed. Ishimaru might be worried that he did something wrong.

With that worked out, Mondo has to figure out some way to express what's going on in his head, or at least ensure that Ishimaru isn't worried about being at fault for it. He chews on his lower lip as he thinks, staring at the hot chocolate as if it will yield some sort of answer.]

...Hey, kyoudai? [Can he even call Ishimaru that anymore? He brushes that thought aside.] I'm not... I'm not upset with you or anything like that. I-I mean, if you're worried about that. I know I'm... acting kinda-- okay, really fucking weird, but it's not your fault, okay?

[The mug is warm in his hands, and Ishimaru seems perfectly willing to focus there while Mondo gets his thoughts together; it's becoming more and more obvious to him that something is off, and when Mondo starts to address him again he can't help the way he tenses up.

But then the rest of it comes after and he can feel himself relax; the tension leaves him rather visibly, though that doesn't keep him from looking up once everything settles in.]

Is everything okay?

[Mondo relaxes when Ishimaru does; it's good to see that his friend is calming down. Apparently he was right about Ishimaru worrying that he had done something wrong.]

Yeah. ...Well, I think so. I mean, I've been having some... really weird thoughts, but they're... not unpleasant, I guess?

[That seems to surprise him once it's out there. Shouldn't they be unpleasant? Shouldn't he be more upset about this than he is? He stares intently at that hot chocolate again, trying to figure out why this isn't bothering him as badly as it should be. Back home he would have freaked out if he had discovered that he liked a guy. But... he doesn't have to worry about something like that getting in the way of his gang or anything like that.

...And besides, if it feels right, how can it be wrong?]

I'd tell you about it but uh... I haven't really worked it all out for myself, I guess.

[Ishimaru just takes a moment to mull that over; it's...frustrating, in several ways, that Mondo isn't telling him, just because this has led to arguments before - but at the same time, if he hasn't worked it out, then he hasn't worked it out, and it wouldn't really be fair to demand anything. Right? Right.]

...Well...if you ever want to tell me, you know I'll listen! But until then, as long as everything's okay, then that's fine.

...Yeah. I... think I do want to tell you after I've worked it out. I mean, the worst that can happen is I'm wrong about it and we can laugh it off.

[Right? Ishimaru wouldn't leave him over something like this, right? He reaches up to mess with the back of his hair, suddenly unsure about that. This whole thing might make Ishimaru really uncomfortable, so maybe he should keep it to himself...?

But he's done that numerous times before, hasn't he? He's lied to Ishimaru more times than he cares to remember and he doesn't want to keep anything else from him.]

...Promise you won't get mad at me?

[That's out there before he can really stop himself and Mondo flinches a bit once he realizes that was said aloud.]

W-Well, I guess you can't really promise since you don't know what it is but... I-I mean, I don't want this sorta shit to get in the way of our friendship, y'know? But I don't know how you'd take it a-and I... don't even know if I really feel that way or if I'm just fucking confused and...! Shit, this is awful...

[...Uh...]

...Kyoudai, did you do something that I should probably know about?

[i mean is somebody's unconscious body currently stuffed in a trunk somewhere or did you steal something priceless or did you accidentally steal something priceless and now somebody's unconscious body is currently stuffed in a trunk somewhere

seriously mondo

what did you do]

What? No! I didn't do anything!

[Though in retrospect, it does sound like he did something horrible, um.]

No, it's not anything like that! I'm just... having difficulty working out what I'm feeling. Shit, that sounds lame as fucking hell.

[He knows he's bright red and he ducks his head to hide his face behind his pompadour.]

It's dumb as fuck but it's bothering me a lot, okay!?

[oh, well there's the volume]

Why would I be mad about something you're feeling, though?

[...

Oh.]

...Is this about Alice-san?