At first the idea of yet another world had not been notably appealing. Aoba had known that new experiences awaited him through the door and he was a bit nervous of that. Beyond the unassuming threshold was a world of differently perilous shadows and starker lights. But the pendant promised to protect him from anything dangerous so despite being initially intimidated he could not help but be curious about this other Earth. How things worked, what sights there were to see, who its people might be. From that intrigue a bridge extended to the thought that if he was to visit he wanted to go abroad with one specific person by his side. Aoba craved to partake in experiences with his new friend and neighbor. Make memories. Bask a little more in the warmth that Espejo exuded. So he had decided to ask--- at almost the same time that the other man did. It felt like a perfect idea, then, just as everything they had shared thus far did.
The new place was a surprise immediately and he was glad indeed to have someone to lead him. Though he suspected it was an odd lifestyle even on the mainland of his own world, Aoba was unused to cars. They were seldom driven on Midorijima’s congested, deteriorating roads and buses were so unreliable that he had never bothered with one. Being enclosed by a vehicle was startling to him. But one could not simply walk the measurement of America’s highways. So they traveled in first a taxi (seatbelts confused him) and then a bus (a little frightening that something so big could move fast). He probably appeared a gawking tourist initially as he studied the innards of the bus and surreptitiously peered at the people around him. He realized with some surprise that bright clothing, colored hair, and body art were not quite as common in this region as they were at home. He and Espejo were among a minority. But that was alright--- he was content to retreat to a tiny world with his companion. They were well supplied with all they would need for the journey.
When the next day came and they arrived at their destination Aoba was a bit quiet as they made ready then disembarked. His face was blushing brightly as he processed the way he had woken with his cheek resting on Espejo’s shoulder instead of the seat cupping his body. In that rosy moment between dreaming and full cognizance he had felt a pervasive sense of peace and security that he had not known often in his life. It seemed unusual that he’d experienced that cuddling up to a guy. But just like the first day being with the other man eased any lingering anxiety about his circumstances. Self-consciousness faded as well when he was distracted by his companion’s question. Espejo’s smile had Aoba mirroring it. “No, it was okay. I still prefer walking but seeing all that space fly past was impressive. I’m looking forward to being able to explore.” Indeed, he knew from their conversations prior that this city was packed and full of life. Aoba hoped that Espejo would take him places that meant something to his friend.
New smells and sounds filtered into his head on humid summer air and Aoba glanced around them at the rather large bus terminal he could see spreading out from where they were standing. He was accustomed to busy streets but this seemed like a new sort of constant flux. Even inside, out of the main thoroughfare that awaited them, were so many people all rushing along with a destination in mind. A few stood about waiting or being just as lost as he was. He felt slightly inept but trusted he would be just fine with Espejo. It was a new adventure, wasn’t it? He hefted the gym bag hanging from his shoulder back up as it had started to slide from the combined weight of Ren (enclosed within in sleep mode) and his travel necessities. “Where… do we go now?” A small laugh puffed out of him at how confused his tone had sounded. “It’s weird not to have Ren giving me directions!”