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And here we go again

Who:

generalflirt
What: A chance encounter
When: Later afternoon of the 1st
Where: The grocery store, the soda section
Summary: Katara needs her fix. Masaomi pretends Gold needs more soda, they met up.
Rating: TEENAGE MELODRAMA (so TV-Y7?)

[It's been three days - or well, it's the afternoon on the third day. Masaomi's passed off the events of that Alternate Luceti as something if not quite unimportant, certainly nothing to dwell on. Some of it (Shizuo, his stance on Mewtwo...) was odd to be sure, but some of it was nice. Some of it was better than the memories which flooded into him when the incident ended. All the same, remembering all that happened - his time with the Scarves, Izaya, Saki, what Mikado really meant - it just was confirmation, right? His parents were irrelevant and Ikebukuro, though important - just a place, just a setting.

Or so he'd told himself, trying hard to forget about the most pressing part of his week. Which was... in front of him now. Picking out soda, actually. He hadn't actively planned to avoid her, not really. But he also hadn't thought to run into her so soon. Well, not he had he had a few options - she didn't seem to have noticed him yet and he could just walk out. Part of him wants to but... no. It's just better to pretend nothing is wrong. Thus, he puts a grin on his face and races towards her, waving]

Kaaaaatara~! You look lovely today, as usual!!

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[Not really, but...] I know that nothing really - happened, but... I don't want things to be weird between us. And if you're still feeling confused and I'm a little... [weirded out] uncertain then that's probably the best idea.

[She bends down, reaches out, and snags a classic Coke. She straightens up and holds it out to him with a quirk up of her lips.] We could talk over soda?

[Because soda clearly makes everything easier.]

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[...Heh. He grins back at her, taking it in hand. Briefly, he feels his fingers brush at her skin when he does do because of the way he grabbed it, but banishes that thought from his head as easily as... well not easy but he pretends and nods]

I'll bow to your wisdom in this matter.

[The touch is an awkward tingle, and Katara feels the perverse desire to wipe the back of her hand on her tunic to rid herself of the sensation because -

- because this is Masaomi, for goodness' sake! And they weren't even together, not really! So this shouldn't be awkward - it just shouldn't be.

She reaches and retrieves a can of Cream Soda with a little nod, even if his words make her feel a little awkward too.]

OK. So... [How to start this, she doesn't even know.] let's go grab a seat somewhere.

Of course, of course~

[He's trying to get the wind back under his sails, so in response to that he practically skips over to a different corner of the grocery. Somehow... it feels more private here than outside, but they could go somewhere else? Nah. There's a stool and a box of things here, and he takes up a seat on the box]

[And that leaves the stool for her - she takes a seat and pops open her soda can, stares at the lid for a moment. How does she even...

And then she looks up at him and smiles a little wryly.]

I've never had one like that before - where they make you think you were with a person, and then that you weren't anymore. It's weird, because I remember us trying to be friends again... but I don't really remember how we started or why we broke up. I remember remembering some things... [images, mostly - of the good times they had together. Nothing had really reinforced why they'd broken up, even though Katara remembers being convinced that they had a good reason, that they just hadn't worked.]

...but that's not the same thing.

[He blinks at the end of that. She doesn't remember? She doesn't... he didn't either, and it has been bothering him. All he had were positive memories and he was broken up with her for something her knew was for her sake. That wasn't surprising, but all the same-]

You really don't remember either?

[She shakes her head.] It's like everything that made us who we were that week - [she makes a little exploding motion with her free hand, along with a little 'poof' sound] - it's all gone.

It makes the whole thing feel really weird.

Mm. That's about right, yeah... everything about my childhood is gone except some little memories - I think I knew you though.

[It's a short and isolated one, but...]

And other people, of course.

[Katara nods.] I don't really remember - but that feels about right. It seemed like we'd known each other a long time.

[...this was so weird.]

Yeah, I'd say so...

[...Which is troubling and also somewhat interesting - to have someone other than Mikado known that long. His urge to be around her is still strong; it's jarring]

[She... doesn't really know what to say right now, or where she wants this conversation to go, so she's just going to look down and take a sip of her yet-untasted soda.

The silence isn't uncomfortable for her, but it is aware in a way that makes her realize there are still things they need to talk about.]

[In the meanwhile, he opens his own can. He looks at it for a moment and then takes a sip. What to say? What to say... he's not sure he does have anything more to say, but perhaps he ought to.]

[So eventually she looks back over at him.] I guess I just wanted to make sure that you're doing OK, that you can talk about it if you want to. And then I want to make sure that we're OK. I don't want Them to be able to make things weird between us.

[...Hah. He pauses and then dramatically sighs]

I just wish I remembered more kissing moments!

[a;lsjdfslak;fj!!!]

What?

[And she leans forward.]

We never actually did that!

Oh, oh! But I remember thinking they were soft!!

[He says this with bravado, raising one hand in mock-surrender as he leans back, the soda held to his chest with the other]

[This is not happening.

She's not sure it's actually possible for her to blush more.]

You - stop that!

[Gaaaaah.]

[And now he leans in towards her with a leery grin.

Cosmic derail complete??]

[Gah, no leering! And it's an automatic impulse - she doesn't even think about it - but she moves and quickly splashes him in the face with some of her soda.

Personal. Space. Man.

Respect it. >8|]

Stop it!

[She doesn't want to be held accountable for kisses she didn't actually give! It's bad enough that all of hers have been as the result of experiments as it is!]

[Splashed! ...He says in place, but slowly, the leery face turns into a genuine smile and eventually, he just starts laughing. He's still close, yes, but he won't get any closer than this. He waves and arm and then pulls some of his bangs out of his eyes]

Good show, Katara!

[...she can't believe she just did that.

But her apology dies on her lips when he still doesn't move. The corners of her lips tweak up, though, when he starts to laugh.

But - no! She can be strong! She can resist the urge to smile back. Especially when she thinks about all that wasted soda. Instead she reaches out and shoves one of his shoulders back, with enough force to get it to move and not enough force to be truly invasive.]

You are so weird.

[The grin keeps, though the laughing stops, as he leans back. He gets a bit more of his hair out of his face and licks the sticky off his lips. He'll let her make the next move]

[Her next move, mostly because she can't stand to see him dripping like that, is to reach out and bend what she can of the soda off of him. Carbonated or not, it's still based on water, and she gets most of it off his face and hair to hover it on over to a garbage bin and let it splash in.]

[And then, because she's thinking about Zuko, and Chouji, and Zoro and Nami and Sokka and Suki and Fenimore and Toph... she feels the need to clarify.]

We didn't actually do any of that. [Her blush has, at least, faded, though it's not gone completely.] It's not fair to talk about it like we did.

[Although... if they both remembered... and her gaze drops, subconsciously and only for the merest moment, to his lips.]

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