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Yoshida Kouki [吉田興起] (kykyoshida) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-03-02 16:04:00

Entry tags:

kai, kouki

meanwhile, back in Iburi...
Who: Kai and Kouki
What: Artist meetup!
Where: Kai's house
When: While everyone else is in Okinawa
Why: Because they're bored.

A creaking noise resonated up and down the street that Kai lived on, akin to a rusty gate doing battle with a ten-foot-tall mouse. Upon investigation, the source would prove to be none other than an old bike straining to head down the street. On the bike was none other than Kouki Yoshida. Every time he pushed the pedals, the bicycle gave another shriek of protest, until he finally reached his destination and flung the weatherbeaten thing unceremoniously into the Yamada family's bushes. The bike had barely hit the ground when Kouki sprung away from it and made a beeline for the side door, where he'd been told to enter. After a brief pause to orient himself to potential things to climb on, he began to knock on the door vigorously.

"Kai-dono! Kai-dono! I'm here now!"

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kykyoshida
2010-03-05 02:13 am UTC (link)

Kouki watched the bear leave the bed, smiling. "It's a nice bear! Reminds me of my favorite toy when I was a kid..." His eyes took on a sort of glazed, distant look, until he pulled a crumpled lump of paper and a ballpoint pen out of his pocket and quickly sketched something. The something looked to be a misshapen doll with crude, lumpy, mismatched limbs and a leering face. The only clue to its identity were a pair of floppy triangles on the top of its head and a length of yarn attached to its backside. Apparently, it was a cat.

"Midori-nee-san made him for home ec a million years ago, then gave him to me as a present. His name is Scruffles the Third!" Though the drawing was anything but cute or endearing, Kouki smiled as though it was. "I think Chiaki will like her. She's a good bear, and she's your art. That means she's got a soul."

When the sketchbook was offered, he literally jumped for joy, bouncing up and down on the bed (though it lacked springs, thus a testament to Kouki's sheer bounciness). "I'd love to look! This is so cool, we're being fellow artists..."

Soon enough, he trailed off speaking. The sketchbook had completely enraptured the boy, which showed in his slow, reverent turning of the pages.

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JFC my love affair with long tags may need to stop

the_nadeshiko
2010-03-07 08:04 pm UTC (link)

The mental image of a big sister making a present for her little brother was positively adorable to Kai. Not even Kouki's awkward drawing of it could stop the warm fuzzies that were starting to make Kai glow. "Awww, that's so sweet! Do you still have him? Scruffles is such a fitting name 'cause he's so cute (he said this in spite of the actual drawing, the words being fueled by some serious Happy Family Goggles on Kai's part)." He rapid-fired the statements at Kouki with his hands clasped in front of his chest, leaning in to look closely at the drawing.

"I...thank you. I hope it does." Kai was rather touched by Kouki's inexplicably kind words about his bear. "I like to do things for others when I can. And also it was a great art project! ...You really think that much of my art?" Kai was deeply flattered to hear that, and could only think to return the words in kind: "I love your stuff, too, Yoshida-chan. You've got this...indescribable aesthetic that I can't get over. It's fascinating." He said this not with his usual nearly-saccharine kindness, but with a genuine interest and respect apparent in every word, nodding at the end of his speech to affirm it. "I think we really are fellow artists, y'know?"

"Awesome! I'm just happy to have someone who finally shares my interests! When school starts again, do you think I might belong in the Art Club?"

The answer to Kai's query may have lain inside his sketchbook, which when Kouki opened it and began turning the pages was filled with drawings - some half-finished and some fully colored - of clothing ideas. On one was a recognizable Nanakamado uniform, with some notes and close-ups around it detailing Kai's plans for customizing the uniform (custom bold-print lining was only the beginning...), and on others were doodles of shirts with splashes of color dotting them to see how they'd look, what might've been a pair of pants that had been hastily scribbled over almost to the point of unrecognizeability, and a short, bold dress. Noticeably, the obviously feminine clothes seemed to be more detailed and better drawn than the more masculine or androgynous ones - all of which seemed a little awkward or forced, like the designer in question was having trouble wrapping his mind around the male aesthetic.

While Kouki looked through the sketchbook, Kai was busy pulling plastic totes bins from seemingly random places around his room, going by a system of organization only understood in his head. Inside of the bins, carefully wrapped in paper, were half-started pieces of various design - shirts, some kind of skirt, and some strips of vibrant fabric that looked like they had yet to be made into anything. Kai pulled open the bins and laid out the unfinished pieces one-by-one on the bed next to Kouki.

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