Joshua Kiryu, Composer of Shibuya, didn’t do much these days.
Composer duties aside, he had recently taken to simply laying in bed all day, sleeping. And when he couldn’t sleep, he would think. He would think too much about things he would rather not think about, which would tend to make any motivation he had to leave his bed vanish in an instant. And then he would close his eyes, banishing any and all thought, and just sleep- it was a vicious cycle.
Rolling onto his side, the blonde grabbed his cellphone from his nightstand, checking the time.
4:17 pm. No new messages.
He hadn’t been aware that it was so late in the evening. However, the lack of new messages came as no surprise. Apart from the occasional text from Sanae, the Composer didn’t receive many messages.
Joshua realized, with a sinking feeling, that this also meant that no one had noticed his absence. On most days, this really wouldn’t have bothered him in the least. He had too much pride to allow himself to be hindered by such a trivial thing. There was something different about today, though. Something that pierced straight through his chest and into the heart he wasn’t even sure he had. He knew the name of what he was feeling. It was nothing new to him- but he’d sooner chop his own arm off than acknowledge it. No, no, he was perfectly fine. Or, at least, that’s what he would keep telling himself.
“Perfectly fine,” the Composer repeated aloud, a humorless chuckle escaping him, “then why am I doing this?” he questioned his empty room, as if all of the answers to his questions would appear on the white walls around him.
He was a little disappointed when they didn’t.
“Huh? Hello there, welcome to Shibuya!” she smiles at the boy in front of her. “Are you new around here or lost?”
His eyes averted from her and switched down to the floor, feeling that was his comfort zone for now. “Y-yeah. I’m new around here.. - wait, no. I know I’m lost.” The brunet’s mind wasn’t all he at the moment since paranoia was filling up the space to think. Man, his awkwardness wasn’t helping all that much either.
Shiki quirked her eyebrow, wondering what was the stranger working up about. Did she say anything, she…shouldn’t have? Noticing that he was starting to stare at her, practically trembling as he stood there, thin frame and dark brown hair. He was adorable, almost like a little child. Shaking the thought out of her head, the auburn waved her hand. “Sheesh! No need to be so nervous. I’m just another face, like you! This is Shibuya!” Her smile broadened as she pointed to certain buildings to signify that they were currently standing on the busy streets of Shibuya, Tokyo. “Before we start, what’s your name?”
He made a slight face at her while she spoke. Turning his head with his body following, he took in the tall built buildings and the people around. The feeling in this city or whatever it was called, felt different. But not exactly sure as to what kind of different it was. Her hair took an interest in the male though but the Viking male decided to keep shut about it. “Shoobeya?” The name was really odd in his mouth to form into words. Finally, after his gaze looked at the buildings and faces, his green hues returned to her. “Oh, I-I’m Hiccup. Weird name, I know.”
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“Yo!” The Al Bhed waved a hand as a greeting to the brunet, only to intertwined behind her loose braids after his attention was hopefully undivided. “Rikku’s here, at your service!”
The first thing Hiccup noticed about this girl, without a doubt, was her attire. It was so different from what he was used to and.. revealing. The male had no say though, she as how he was wearing a fur vest and boots, along with his clothes looking a tad worn out as well. But he smiled lightly her way, despite himself not knowing of his location and time. “Rikku.. hey. M-my service? Well.. I’m lost.”
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“Hey I’m Shiki! And you looook lost, I’m guessing?!”
Her questioning scream took the brunet a few steps back, not all the sure of how to respond to it. Did she not like him? I hope to Odin she doesn’t. I didn’t do anything wrong yet. Which is really shocking. His hues wouldn’t meet hers though, don’t know if it was just him being nervous or him being uncertainly awkward. “Uhm.. I am. I.. was.. l-looking for something and ended up finding myself here. —Whatever here is exactly..”
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That was always fun, wasn’t it? —Not really, especially when you’re the one having to do it. Hiccup had to find some food around that wasn’t fish. Why they couldn’t just kill some of the sheep reminds a mystery to the male nonetheless of anything that ever makes sense. Nothing usually ever did when it came to Viking’s.
A deep sigh was given out as the brunet continued to search the forest of dead animals or animals to kill (which wasn’t like him to do) to bring back to the tribe who didn’t even want him in the first place. They had thought the teenager such as himself could do a simple task like this. Hiccup already knew he’d screw it up one way or another soon.
After a while of not finding anything, he sat on a log and rested his elbow on his leg and placed cheek into palm. All this searching was getting tiring already. Might as well stand up and go back to the Village to be more of a disappoint me and useless Viking ever.
As the skinny male arose from the log, he spotted something black and yellow now far from him. From where he stood, it looked rather unfamiliar but he wasn’t going to pass this opportunity for this to be an animal and miss it. Shakily, he reached for the knife in his fur vest and fumbled it in the air a bit before catching it properly in his firm but small hands.
As quiet as he possibly could but very unlikely since he was in a forest with a bunch of fallen leaves to crunch with his fur boots, he still tried. Trying meant something as well, right? He finally got up closer to the being and hid behind a tree. Knife risen up and shaky breaths still going, he turned slightly to peak from behind to tree to be greeted by a rude awakening object. It had missed but it hit the tree he was hiding behind.
A scream was brought out from the male and he moved from behind, getting on his hands to help himself back up. Hues met with the females and he brushed himself off. Even though a bit timid, scared and awkward a first, he chuckled nervously and refused eye contact. “..H-hi. S-sorry about that! I-I thought you were an animal..”