redshiftrp | VIDEO; UN: SMOKING_BOMB (forward dated to after zombies)

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VIDEO; UN: SMOKING_BOMB (forward dated to after zombies)

[The video cuts on and it's in the arrival room. It seems that whoever has turned this device on is having a hard time focusing on it, until the camera is moved to show Gokudera. He's looking relatively well, all in one piece, but clutching at his chest. There may be smoke coming out of his mouth, which is usual considering how many cigarettes he goes through. If you watch the video long enough you may see that there is no cigarette in his hand. Maybe he put it out? Maybe he's actually exhaling smoke. He's not talking about it. Just says:]

Takeshi. I'm back.

[He's clearly struggling, but again, there seems to be no visible wounds on him. If he got attacked by the zombies, there's no evidence, there's no blood. Just a teenager looking grumpy (as usual), and sweaty. He's in a lot of pain, ok?]

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So... I didn't kill anyone...

Just set myself on fire and I'm back. No uh... [He's hoarse. Smoke in the throat, maybe?]

Metal parts. Just me and everything I arrived on Anchor with. [He's still wearing his collar, too, even though he had Yamamoto Takeshi take it off him and carry it about after his body turned to ash.]

So, got any questions? People don't stay dead, apparently.

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[Gokudera is happy that Takeshi held onto the collar like he asked him. It's not entirely the swordsman's fault that he got access into his boyfriend's memories. He may understand better now the sentimentality it holds, and the kind of comfort it provides. Even with it be inactive, Gokudera will associate it with Takeshi. The one from Amoi and this one, and the strength of their feelings between worlds.

He is not upset, would be if the other were to search for more, to purposefully pry. But not being able to see him, it makes sense that Takeshi would want to relive the times they'd spent together.]

No. I think that moving is helping me. [The burning has not stopped, but it has lessened. Now it's just a raw sort of feeling. Takeshi did the most important thing Gokudera asked of him. How he mourned is... well... it doesn't matter anymore. The fact that he is alive and well, and better now because of the bomber's return makes him happy.]

I just don't want to spend all day looking. [He says and squeezes Takeshi's hand in his own.]

So, do you want to find a single room? I think I'd like one with a spare.

[That way he could utilize it for studying at odd hours, or just to get space if he feels he needs it for whatever reason.]

[It is probably a good thing Hayato can and does understand his motivation, not that it matters he will probably, in the end, apologize because he is harshest on himself. For all his smiles and I won't know till I try, when he fails and he feels like he did fail here, right from the moment the zombies arrived he failed because he was not where his love, his partner needed, even before they were together this way they fought side by side, it's when they are their strongest, each complimenting the other in his own way.

He may never like the collar because to him Hayato will never be a pet or someone to be owned. But he can definitely appreciate it and the meaning it has, though he'll have to hope his boyfriend can forgive him if at times he removes it if only to lavish attention over his entire neck without the collar in the way. There is a lot of skin he has yet to love hidden beneath that and he intends to love every inch of the young man whose hand he holds.]

Let's go then, I didn't want to do this without you. [He returns the squeeze of hands, using the hold so he can pull Hayato in close against his side as they walk. That smile of his never brighter, his step lighter, and moment by moment he feels like himself again, he may forever be a young man who feels too much too intensely but he is also a young man who can always seem to find his smile again.]

Me either, I have everything we'll need for the night in my bag in case we didn't go back to the base after you came back. [Yes, he packed the bag and waited, making sure to have changes of clothing, medical supplies and somethings that his ears tinge pink thinking about. Besides, spending all day looking is less time he can hold Hayato and already he is aching to just pull him into his arms. Versus doing that right here in the middle of the dome he does stop them from walking a moment, leaning over and down to softly kiss his cheek.]

A spare would be good, it'd give you some place quiet [He grins, he knows how Hayato is a quiet place to study or not disturb Yamamoto if he is sleeping when the bomber is not would be something he would want, though he has one other request to it.]

We can try for a place with a few empty apartments around, in case anyone else comes, I'd..like to be just us in ours if you're okay with that?

[It's not that he does not miss his friends and family, he does but he does not want to lose the privacy they are finally going to have. He wants those moments where he can just be with Hayato and not the rest of the world. He is happily focused on the future as they reach the suites, with so few people there are more than enough open and with the zombies gone it is easier to go through and find one they want, he heads back in a little further, noting where it looks like others took up residence so they can get some space to themselves.]

[They can both feel guilty about Gokudera's death, but he isn't going to linger on that. Takeshi may tuck that emotion deep down, but what is most important is that they move past it. The bomber will have to come up with an emergency plan, including where to meet up, and an evacuation method should one be necessary. There are the suits and vehicles, but he knows it's not all dependable. Ultimately, they'll be best off if they stay together and get together as soon as possible the case of any other kind of invasion in the future. Gokudera will keep his guard up in relation to Anchor. It is only an emotional reprieve for him.

Now that the collar is inactive, either of them can remove it, and he may get into the habit of taking it off before he showers or goes to sleep. Slowly, he'll grow accustomed to its absence and rely on Takeshi for comfort.]

I appreciate that. [It would have been helpful to rule out apartments with too many rooms, or ones that may have too much damage from previous inhabitants, but this time together is something he cherishes.]

In case we didn't come back to the base? You think we ought to spend the night in one of these places? [He hopes they're not in too bad a shape. It doesn't hurt to be prepared, but he really does wonder.

He puts a hand to his cheek after it's kissed, but keeps his attention forward, doing his best to ignore the way his face heats up from the affection.]

I am.

[He's feeling better the more active he is, truly.]

[He'll get past it, in the end, it's all about moving forward and that's what they will do. They perhaps got too complacent but it is not a lesson they need learn twice, they can both be prepared and Yamamoto for all his denseness will memorize and execute any plan Hayato comes up with, they'll be ready next time and stay together or get together as quickly as they can. Though, for a few days, at least the bomber may have to accept that his boyfriend is not ready to return to the world and just wants to be with him.

They have a little time to make up for after all. Plus they'll need to get the apartment ready for themselves. He is not sure the exact condition, he knows he heard the chatter of them being fully furnished with a few hitches but actually fully inhabitable.]

I think I heard talk they are in good shape, so I thought it better to be prepared, if they are nice enough we could sleep in a big comfortable bed tonight. [Not that he minds the pad on the floor of the base or their smaller bed in the quad, as long as he falls asleep tonight with the bomber in his arms he could be anywhere.]

Good, I don't think you'll let me get away with kissing you all the time in front of people. [He chuckles, flashing that boyish smirk of his at his boyfriend as he teases, his eyes catching that blush and giving the bomber's hand another squeeze.

If active is making him feel better, they'll have to make sure he gets some good exercise in, of course, apartment hunting may do just that.

As they enter the first empty apartment his free hand goes to this blade, just in case, the other still holding fast to his boyfriend, the inside is empty but furnished in pale, soft colors, nicer than anything he expected.

Of course, the laser mark on the wall as soon as you walk in is a bit jarring and the streak of dried blood near the kitchen is telling that even here whatever happened to the colony did not miss.]

It's kind of eerie, but it seems okay and empty.

[He walks in further, not letting go of the bomber as long as he does not let go of him. It's a nice place, and he walks over to see the view, this one overlooks the gardens and a smile curves lips. This would be a nice place to stand with Hayato and enjoy some peaceful moments. Inside they will find they've entered one of the three bedrooms, none are smaller than two it would seem.]

It's pretty. Should we look at the bathroom and bedrooms?

Mnn something like that.

[He's not too keen on people seeing them, but if it's just a kiss, that's not so bad.

Gokudera walks through with him, but he lingers here and there, looking at traces of whatever past inhabitants were here. There are pictures, some touching signs of a family. This apartment is not bad, overall.]

It's what, three bedroom? Do we need that much space?

[Lingering at the laser mark and blood, he turns, traces where it could have come from. An intruder, maybe? Gokudera's just going to keep investigating, running water in the kitchen to check the state of the amenities.]

Think there may be one next door with less space? [He's not interested in having to clean up a bigger apartment, or have too much space they won't even utilize.]

[He chuckles, warm honey eyes lighting up fondly. He knows, he may get away with a peck or two, here and there and he'll treasure those as much as he does their more private moments. Of course, he's learned and grown here on Anchor so his normal persistence is curbed, understanding of private and public moments when it comes to the two of them.

Though, he still will not apologize for finding themselves alone in a less than private setting and kissing his boyfriend breathless, because he is bound to do that.]

Yeah, we'd be wasting a whole room I don't see what we'd use it for. But if they are all in this good of shape, we're luckier than I thought.

[The marks on the wall can be covered, they may have to get creative but it is definitely better than even he expected.]

Would you rather look down at the park or the gardens?

[he asks, as he leads the way out of this apartment, waiting for Hayato so they can shut the door behind them. Since best to keep things sealed so anyone else looking to move in can find the place in good shape.

Yamamoto can not stop his hand from reaching for Hayato's again, the point of contact just reminding him that this is real, he is not back in the base dreaming all of this into life.]

[Considering that atmosphere of the world he was in prior to Anchor, Gokudera would not mind the affection, as long as there is some semblance of privacy. It could even be around a corner off a path, and that's hidden enough for him.

There are certain things about him, about them that he doesn't want to share with prying eyes.]

Yeah...

[He's a bit disturbed by the damage, wondering what happened to the people that used to live in these apartments.]

Either, actually. They both look good. [They're both real actual planted spaces, not digital.

Gokudera takes Takeshi's hand as they move onto the next apartment.]

[He is guaranteed that, no matter what urges he has, how much he wants, what he craves one thing is certain that he will always approach affection toward his boyfriend with respect, because he respects him as much as he loves him. And he does not want to share those things, the sounds Hayato makes, the way his skin flushes, the way they hold to each other, he wants those for them and them alone. He is not a selfish or greedy person by nature, but this, that side of his bomber, that he will not share.

Yamamoto is trying to see the bright side of it all, he knows that someday they are going to have to confront what happened here, has started to wonder himself if maybe that does not have something to do with why they are here, to begin with. For now, he is trying not to focus on what may have happened here, it seems it was all cleaned up except for the marks on the walls. As if those were things that could not be erased.

He gives those fingers in his a squeeze, linking them as they enter the next apartment. It is the same as the first, minus a bedroom. There are those same marks on the wall just in different places, though it seems maybe a few more as if whoever was in this room fought harder than the other, the view below is still the gardens.

Yamamoto gives a soft chuckle as he finds himself staring at the bomber more than anything in the apartment.]

Is it wrong that I'm thinking more about kissing you than the apartments?

[He's missed him and really considering how badly he missed Yamamoto has done fairly well at keeping his hands to himself or so he thinks at least, though he does continue to move around the apartment, looking in spaces, making sure it is as clean as it seems.]

[Gokudera will worry. They can cover the marks left in the walls by moving some furniture. There are even some bloodier looking spots that could easily be painted over. He'd just have to get his hands on some paint. Either that, or they could get something to hang up over it. Either way, he'll worry about it, but not having a visual reminder of what happened here before them will help to put him at ease.

Wandering through the next apartment, he's focused on how it's not as large. It definitely has space for the two of them... a room for each if they ever felt the need, though he'd rather the secondary room be a sort of guest room. Somewhere for the Tenth to stay (if he ever shows up), before he finds his own place.

All in all, he'd be happy to settle here, and it still has the view of the gardens below. He stops in front of one of the windows and looks out it.]

No. There's nothing wrong with that...

[He puts his hands to the sill and turns to face his boyfriend, smiling warmly at him.]

We could make this place our own, if you want. Put something on the door to mark that it's been claimed? Lock it, so no one else comes in...

[They can, they could start now if Gokudera wanted. Yamamoto would probably be more concerned about it, but he has had the last month to miss Hayato so the bomber tends to occupy his thoughts more than anything else, he is glad he waited till they were together to do this.

Something about deciding on the place together just makes it feel more like their own. He would hope they would only ever need that second room as extra space, a place for a friend if needed. He does not want to think of a night in his future where he and Hayato would not want to share their bed together in their own room, he has very much wanted for that every night since he lost him.

When his boyfriend smiles at him Yamamoto walks over, drawing him into his arms, he rests his forehead against his own, a bit awkward with the stuff he's carrying but he does not care.]

Are you sure, this is the one you want?

[He will give Hayato a moment to answer after he is excused the soft brush of lips that he touches to his boyfriend's mouth. Not nearly enough but it still makes his heart flutter, how much he missed that simple, yet loving action.]

[Gokudera leans back, enjoying the warmth filtering in through the window at his back, and the swordsman at his front. He looks up at him, then as their foreheads meet, he closes his eyes.]

Does it matter that much? We can move some things out, swap it out for stuff in other apartments, make this place our own. I'd rather not risk seeing worse. [And if there's anything better, well... the bomber has everything he needs right in front of him.]

I don't need much. Got it all right here. [And he puts his arms around Takeshi, tips his head to press his lips gently back. Gokudera can let go of his worries like this, is distracted by the touch of lips to his own.]

It doesn't matter to me as long as you're here. Welcome Home, Hayato...

[This is all he needs and with that decided it's far too easy to forget the world and just bask in happiness the moment those lips press back against his, he can feel their warmth and it's real, it's here in this world and it's all he could ever ask for.

The bag over his body bumps and prevents him from moving closer and he breaks the kiss with a chuckle.]

I should put these down. [He moves over, dropping the sword and bag to the couch before he remembers the door and moves to lock it. It's a simple enough mechanism and when it's done he turns and smiles at his boyfriend.]

I have everything in the bag if you wanted a shower or change of clothes.

[But even as he is talking he's moving back to the bomber, reaching out to him to step in closer and bring him into his arms.]

[Gokudera would be able to let go of all his worries if they kept kissing. Hell, he'd just push the bag away if it bumped him, but clearly, Takeshi has thought this moment out. He's excited. It's adorable. Gokudera smiles and gives a hum of agreement, then watches him lock their front door.

Wow. It is theirs. He gives a soft chuckle, then looks himself over.]

I just came back to life. You think I need to shower? [Maybe he would like one later? Gokudera turns his head, nestling it against the side of Takeshi's beck and breathing in slow and deep, calm, happy.]

[Yamamoto intends to kiss him again and again, but he also does not want to fight the bag for that space, nor his weapon. He wants his arms, hands all free to be for the bomber only, he's dreamt of holding him again for what feels like ages.

It is, their apartment, their home, and Yamamoto is beyond happy and excited. He laughs at that question with a bright smile. ]

No, because I don't want to let go of you even if you did, but it was the right thing to offer, in case.

[He folds his arms, drawing Hayato in tight against his chest, head tilting just enough to let his boyfriend nestle there in his neck, one set of digits settling lovingly against his back, while the others rise, carding softly through silver locks.]

Do you need to shower? [Gokudera looks up from where he is. Clearly, he can smell Takeshi. And, he smells like... himself.

It's a homey smell, despite neither of them having much on Anchor. The bomber sighs, letting out a content hum and wrapping his arms around the other boy in return.]

We could if you want. Together, I mean... [It's not something they've ever actually done. Even on Amoi, the bomber had never shared a shower with his ~~owner~~ lover.]

Mmm, maybe later? I had one last night before I sent back to the base.

[So other than his mad dash to the Arrival area and his time with Hayato he has not done much to get dirty, but then there is that suggestion and well that, that does not sound so bad.

He grins, that boyish charm flashing in it instantly.]

Well, when you put it that way...[Yamamoto has spent many showers thinking about Hayato, just never one with him in there, though they could wait or they could do it now? He is not even sure and as the bomber is looking at him all he can do is lean in, softly kissing him, he missed every inch of the other, from his heart and his soul to the lips he's tasting once more.]

Later...

[Gokudera's eyes lid as he thinks about what they could get up to. It doesn't have to be right this moment. He'd rather be in a space where they can be comfortable and less restricted than a shower. Actually, the bomber hadn't even spent enough time inspecting the bathrooms in this apartment to know how large the space in the shower is. Maybe it won't fit two people? They could make it work, no matter what.

The kiss makes his pulse quicken, and he smiles against Takeshi's lips. Going slow is fine by him, and he knows there's probably a lot that the swordsman thought about while he missed him. Gokudera doesn't know what to do to assure him that he is back, that he's not going anywhere. He just kisses him, lifts himself up on his toes slightly and parts his lips against Takeshi's.]

Mhmm

[He just hums the response, by now he is not thinking of showers. Because Hayato went up onto his toes, his lips part and Yamamoto is more than content with any pace, all that matters to him is that they are together.

When his lips part in response he teases lightly with his tongue, the bomber taste so familiar, so new all at the same time and it remains a kiss that sets his heart and pulse to quickening. He knows they have time, but he also does not want to stand here with his boyfriend's back against the window for this.

He wants to enjoy him, to kiss him from head to toe, he does not expect Hayato do anything more to reassure him, this right here, being in his arms is all he needs.

Yamamoto wraps hands around Hayato's lifting him, encouraging the bomber's legs to go around his waist, while his hands slide to his boyfriend's bottom.

He breaks the kiss only going far enough to speak against those lips he loves so much.]

Should we pick a bedroom?

[Gokudera would focus entirely on kissing the breath out of his boyfriend, but then he's picked up and he can follow a lead like this. Being held up, his legs wrap about Takeshi's waist and he's got his arms around the other boy's neck.]

You gonna kick a door open?

[He can't help chuckling because really, those hands on his butt are helping to support him, and he's not interested in them leaving or making anything easy.]

It's been a long time coming...:

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