"Kyrii-san, what’s ‘twerking’?"
"It’s nothing Kouki; don’t look at them."
Sousuke stopped crying at the sound of hurried footsteps. When he heard another kid’s voice, it raised the little brunette’s hopes up a little, that maybe someone kind and compassionate was nearby.
The young illusionist had tripped and fallen, and with the way he had fell, the little brunette had twisted his ankle, and it hurt terribly. What was even worse, was the fact that he couldn’t walk on his injured ankle at all… it hurt far too much to stand, never mind walking.
“H-hey! I’m over here. Who-who are you?” Aizen asked shyly, blinking up at the other child, a mixture of wariness and curiosity on his face.
Kouki’s eyes widened at the sight presented before him. It was a child, much younger than himself, laying in an alleyway. He looked pretty beaten up, and his ankle was swollen. The boy dropped to the ground, touching the stranger’s shoulder gently. He didn’t speak, as he was shy with strangers, but how could he leave him there looking so ragged and injured? Would Kyrii-san even approve of him trying to help?
Oh well, Kyrii-san could deal with it. A shudder went through him at his own thoughts, but finally he worked up the courage to speak, words silent and hushed. “Are you alright?” Kouki murmured, careful to keep his eyes pointed at the ground, afraid of being reprimanded or some such ridiculous thing. But then he remembered that Kyrii-san was missing, and raised his eyes a bit.
Kouki had woken up to find the house empty. The boy, in a quick haste that erased most of his movements from his mind, dressed and the left the house. He hated being alone; it scared him. Being alone meant no one to talk to, silence around him, unwelcome memories that he did not wish to think about.
He was on his way to the park, as it was the only place he could think of to go to. Even if no one spoke to him, there were people there almost all the time, and just listening to them speak would be enough to calm his anxiety. But about halfway there, he thought he heard crying.
Kouki paused in his walking, glancing around with curious eyes. The sound was gone, but he felt something was different in the air, an almost sinister presence. “H-hello?” He called out, silvery-red eyes flicking around for the source.
“Do I look 60 years old to you?” She asked, sighing. The teen hopped down and hid behind the wall before hurrying around to meet them. “I’m 19… I was called here to cleanse my sins. Just like you. You may not now it, but this town does that.”
Kouki drew his hands together, looking up at Kyrii, eyes widened. “Sins? Kyrii-san, I haven’t done anything bad, have?” The man waved away Kouki’s comment, knowing that it was himself that had gotten them dragged into this. “You’re fine, Kouki.” Kyrii looked back to the girl. “Sins? What sort of sins?”
“50 years ago, a cult lived here… they thought a little girl was a witch and burned her—but it backfired.” She replied. “Ever since then, a coal fire hasn’t stopped burning underneath the town… I was called here… just. Like. You.” A sly smile crept into her face as she hopped up and walked along the wall. Her tail swaying behind her as her ears perked up.
Kyrii narrowed his eyes a little. “That little girl wasn’t you … was it?” He didn’t like stories that had to do with children; people were sick if they ever hurt one. Which was part of the reason he protected Kouki the way he did. Kouki’s eyes widened, however. “Called here?” He looked around. “What does that mean?”
The girl giggled, kicking her feet while she lay on the top of the partially crumbled stone wall. “Well, the town you’re in is kinda cursed. Haven’t you noticed the fog?”
"Good thing we aren’t staying too long then!" Kouki gave a rather naive nod, eyes wide in curiosity. He wanted to hear more about this curse. Kyrii cocked a brow, letting out a small huff of air. "Cursed? How so?"
“Thank you.. you too, Kyrii-san!” A soft blush went past her cheeks, hidden by a few bandages. “It’s nice to see someone around this neck of the woods..” The girl settled herself on the stone wall. “What brings you here?”
Kyrii seemed to like her, as he began to talk. “I get annoyed with the town, so I figured I’d take Kouki out here for the day. Kouki rolled his eyes. “He’s just Mister Overprotective!”
“Sadie.. nice to meet you..” She replied. “Kouki-san and Kyrii-san… okay..”
"You have a nice name," Kouki replied. He scratched the back of his neck with a shy smile. "Just call him Kyrii-san. Kouki is okay with me." Kyrii gave a small nod, and finally spoke. "Nice to meet you."
“O-oh, it’s fine..” Her tail flicked behind her lightly. This was strange.. well, at least he was cute… But the man next to him was rather strange himself. No expression, no words…
"My name is Kouki, and this is Kyrii-san! Just ignore him," he said with a giggle, earning a glare from the man. "What’s your name?" He asked, looking at her tail in curiosity.