GAY AS HELL - thats-hakaze-to-you

Getting away from Nagisa had proven to be difficult. He was stubborn at best and downright hardheaded at worst, and Kaoru couldn't even argue with him. He knew that Nagisa knew their past together, even if he tried to lie to him like Morisawa and Shinkai had, and he didn't want to risk getting punched again. Not when he already had so many weird marks and bruises over his body. Luckily for him, it seemed all his things were moved. And that included a secondary phone tucked into the back corner of a drawer -- he had made a beeline for it as soon as he could. Thank God he thought ahead. His dad didn't pick up the phone, typical, so he was going to call his sister when Nagisa announced he had some obligation to go to. He was grateful for the moment alone, before the man said he'd be taking him back to Chiaki and Kanata. He would have fought tooth and nail were it anyone but Ran, and so here he was, being escorted back to a room he really didn't want to go to. He waited at the door, arms crossed over his chest. He was in a pair of khaki dress pants, a light button up, and a navy blue blazer that was folded over his arm. It wasn't the most formal outfit, but it was certainly at least a smart casual. As soon as the door would open, Nagisa would take his leave with a wave and a nod at the two of them, leaving Kaoru alone with people he didn't really enjoy the company of. "Can't I have two seconds alone? Ever?" He huffed, rolling his eyes.

@Kha'iel gets ur ass

This wasn't good. Looking for Wataru hadn't helped at all. Their friend in fact had been surprisingly affected by whatever was going on as well. Such a thing had seemed impossible to them before, but luck wasn't on their side this time. The only helpful advice Wataru had for them, was that it should wear off eventually. Natsume was also sadly useless. Too magically exhausted from whatever he had been doing to offer any help besides to give him a few days. Sulking as they sat on the bed, their attention snapped over to Kaoru the moment he walked in, wincing slightly at his words. He was so difficult to deal with at this point in life. Understandable, he was going through so much. Kanata would love to be able to comfort him. To tell him it all god better soon. The pain would still linger but it wouldn't be as unbearable. "Hello again, 'Hakaze'. Did you 'enjoy' your time in your 'room?' If you have any 'questions', feel free to ask."

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Kaoru rolled his eyes, not in the mood to deal with these two for much longer. He knew he didn't have much of a choice, though, so he'd sit and deal with it for a little while longer. Even if it was frustrating. Maybe his dad would call back whenever he was done doing... whatever he was doing. He shrugged, draping his blazer over a chair by a desk at the side of the room. He fished his phone out of his pocket, holding it up and flashing a smug grin at Kanata and Chiaki. "Since I couldn't find my normal phone." His tone did sound a bit accusatory, as if he was just assuming they'd taken it from him. "I had to get my spare. So I'll be taking a phone call in the hallway, if you need me." Really, he just wanted a moment to himself. He felt too crowded in all of these rooms, and for once he found that he was missing his cold and empty room back home. That was something he never thought he'd actually be missing. This whole situation was really frustrating. "Anything you wanna tell me before I step out?" He quirked a brow at them, "Or should I just explain what I know to my sister?"

@ZΔK sorry hero

Chiaki would’ve been more than upset if he hadn't gotten used to running into an obstacle at every turn. This wasn’t any different, it seemed as if he and Kanata had sought out every option they had, yet every time they came out empty handed. That didn’t mean it was impossible! As long as his passion stayed unwavered, and he had his comrades (in this case Kanata) the impossible would become possible! …well, in the ranges of logic and reality of course. Which were kinda beginning to blur with all of these magical shenanigans. As Kanata sat on the bed, Chiaki paced around the room, hiding it much easier to brainstorm and think with his body actively moving. Right, this wasn’t exactly the easiest situation to deal with. However, this isn’t the first time they’ve gone through something like this —which might be the reason why this is more frustrating, as for some reason they don’t have a cure, nor do they know the cause. But let’s think positives here!--- so, theoretically, it should be easier to break the spell. Break. Right. he managed to break the spell befo– The knock on the door drags him out of his thoughts, and he runs to open it. Although he wishes they had a bit more time, he’s still grateful for Nagisa’s help, which he shows through thanks as he waves him off and allows Kaoru inside the room. Chiaki thanks every god out there who allowed Kaoru’s back to face him as he walked past him, because only they’d know what kind of ugly laugh he would’ve let out. He takes a moment to let it die down, welling his smile down by smacking his cheeks a few times before turning to face the room. With wide eyes, he stares at the small device in the blonde’s hand. The accusatory tone didn’t make his guilt any better, and he worries at his lower lip. At least hearing that he’s going to call his sister rather than his father was a great relief. “You’re uh–.. You’re gonna tell her… what, exactly?” good job, Morisawa.

@Kha'iel boom