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Who: Masaru, Rin
What: Yo man, what's going on?
When: Evening
Status: Closed
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Masaru had come home to his and Rin's apartment from one of his daily workouts eager to... well, more working out. But that was because Rin had promised to spar with him, and Masaru enjoyed matching his skills with someone he considered his equal. With Rin busy with his other friends and his new job, they hadn't seen each other much, but Rin had promised they'd get to match up with one another that day.

Except... Rin didn't show up.

And so, Masaru had been forced to wait, and wait, and wait. What the heck was the deal, he wondered? Rin was his own man, and not one of his followers like Agumon had been, but still an appointment was an appointment. Where the hell was he?

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Rin had been with Maka. "Had been" being the keywords there, seeing as he remembered a couple hours after they had met up once his shift was over that he was also supposed to be hanging out with Masaru. But he had thoughtlessly made Maka a promise that if she ever needed to escape her crowded apartment, he would be there.

So he had kept one, and broken the other, and now he felt like an ass.

He'd rushed home as soon as he realized what he'd forgotten, giving all the apologies to Maka with several more planned for Masaru.

The door unlocked with a soft click, and the half demon walked in with his expression decidedly kicked-puppy-esque. It worsened the second he saw Masaru on the living room couch, clearly annoyed.

"... s... sorry man... I'm kinda late, aren't I... ?"

"That's an understatement," Masaru said, glaring. "You know man, I don't want to turn into my mom, but a man is supposed to honor his promises..."

He stood up. "Really, if you don't wanna hang with me, I'd prefer it if you just say so."

Edited 2012-07-05 19:37 (UTC)

Aw geez. Way to make him feel worse, Masaru. If his ears could get any lower, they would. Even his tail drooped, dragging on the ground behind him. Despite that, he still snapped back, his words carrying a vaguely irritated edge.

"I-I know that! I don't break promises unless I've got a really damn good reason! I wanna hang out with you so... don't put words in my mouth, okay?!"

"Look," Masaru replied, "what am I supposed to think? You haven't even given me a reason why you were gone so long. Did you stay late or something?"

"No! I-- !"

Rin stopped. He hadn't told Masaru yet, had he? He would have thought the dopey grin the day after would have been obvious but...

Well, Masaru wasn't a mind reader, and it was unfair of Rin to think that he could be.

"... I... got a girlfriend... actually..."

Yup. Feeling even more like an ass now. Ugh.

"... sorry man... I shoulda said something sooner..."

Blink.

Blink.

"... hey, what, really?!" Masaru exclaimed, his expression instantly becoming a grin. "No fooling? That changes everything! A man has to be there for his girl, right?!"

"W-well, yeah! And she's kinda dealin' with shit right now too so I said if she ever needed to get out of her apartment I'd go up to the island with her..." Rin agreed, managing a tiny smile in return. He was glad Masaru wasn't angry with him still, and he had good reason not to be, but it didn't help that he still broke a promise.

"... I still feel like an ass, though. Can I make it up to you?"

"Dude, don't even worry about it," Masaru laughed. "If it's about a girl... man, heh, you're already farther along than me! I've only had one girl I actually liked, and nothin' happened..."

"Seriously?" Rin blinked a few times, finally setting his bag and sword down next to the couch, perching on the arm of it so he wouldn't have to stay standing just to continue the conversation.

"Why's that? She didn't like you back or somethin'?"

Blunt as a sledgehammer to the face, Rin.

Masaru shot him a glare, as he plunked back down on the couch. "No," he said. "She was older than me. Besides... we kinda had more important things to focus on. Like saving the world and stuff."

Saving the world? That was a familiar phrase. Though from the sounds of it Masaru had a hell of a lot more time to deal with his world saving issues than Rin did. Grandpa sort of saw to it that they were all fucked within less than a week.

"So did you just not tell her? Or did she like some one else?"

Both problems he could relate to, before Vatheon anyway.

"Bein' older than you shouldn't be a problem. ... 'course I'm probably gonna live longer than anyone I know so..."

Urk. That was a depressing thought. And they weren't focusing on him now. Damnit.

"Just sayin', age is a number or whatever, right?"

"She was eighteen," Masaru said, shrugging. "And I never said anything. Really, most of the time she argued with me, so I never really thought to say anything. It wasn't the most important thing on my mind... I don't think I even realized how I saw her or my other friends until I didn't see them anymore."

"Never know what you have until it's gone? ... I think that's how they say it..." Rin said, scratching the back of his neck a little, letting out a little laugh after. "Eighteen though? Geez, aim high there."

He was teasing of course. Eighteen wasn't that much older than them.

"There was a girl I liked back home, too, and nothin' happened there. Mostly cause she's totally ga-ga for my brother... hell, when I blurted out that I liked Maka I was pretty damn sure she was gonna laugh and tell me to get lost."

"Yeah... that really sucks, doesn't it?" Masaru said a bit wistfully, before sitting back and sighing.

"Well, still, you got a good thing going on," he said, smirking at Rin. "And I'm not gonna hold it against you for not being around, alright? If you want to make it up to me, treat this girl as nice as you can. That's what a man does, after all!"

Rin grinned back, big and dopey. He really was happy with Maka and was going to do everything he could for her, even if it was something as simple as hanging out on the island so she didn't have to deal with a crowded apartment for a few hours.

"I plan to. 'sides, if I piss her off she can totally kick my ass, and I'd let her 'cause I'd probably deserve it!"

"Ha! No man can stand up to a woman! That's the first lesson my dad taught me."

Bigger grin.

"So when can I meet 'er?"

"Meet her?"

Oh. Right. That should probably happen, shouldn't it?

"... I'unno. You gonna act like an ass if I bring her over?"

"Of course not! A man doesn't disrespect women, you know!"

Rin stared at Masaru for a few seconds, until a snerk sounded from him in a quiet snort, followed by laughter.

"Man you are way too easy to rile up. And I thought I was bad!"

"... yeah, well, which of us is the guy who got all pissed off just because I put salt on the eggs you made?" he said with a smirk.

Whatever grin Rin had was gone in an instant, replaced by pointed teeth and a clearly pissed off expression. If there was one button Masaru knew how to hit, it was the food one.

"It was tamago! Tamago! You're not supposed to put salt on tamago!" he cried out loudly.

"Yeah, well, it needed salt! I don't know what else to tell you!" Masaru snapped back, eyes aflame with righteous indignation.

"Why would somethin' sweet need salt?! That makes no sense!"

"When a man thinks something needs salt, it needs salt! Their spirit tells them so!"

Rin rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"No, it's your damn stomach telling you. Don't try to put that spirit of man bullshit behind you ruinin' a perfectly good plate of tamago."

Masaru hmphed. "Like you'd know what it means to be a real man, anyway..." he said, giving an aside glance.

"... 'scuse me? 'Real man'? Says the guy the same age as me."

"You heard me," he said. "And age has nothing to do with it."

"Tch," Rin scoffed, "I don't care. I ain't human so it's not like a give two shits what the rest of the world defines as a man anyway."

"Hello? You're talking to a guy whose follower was a giant lizard. You don't need to be human to be a real man!"

"So, what, you gotta have followers? That's dumb."

Yup, Rin completely missed the point.

"... No. You just gotta live like a man does! And you definitely do that, Rin! Even if you do wear a girly apron!"

"... my apron is not girly! How is a plain blue apron girly?!"

"... dude, you're kinda missing the point here..."

"Yeah yeah, live like a man does, blah blah. Same bullshit the old man used to spout at me, comin' from a different voice."

Rin shook his head and put his hands out, as if to say 'look at all the fucks I give, Masaru. Seriously.'

Masaru just smirked.

"... 'cept I'm saying you're already doing it."

"Yeah, whate-- ... I am?"

Masaru just laughed, and threw a couch pillow at Rin. "Yeah, and that's all yer gettin' from me!"

"Hey!" Rin caught the pillow, glowering over it for a second before breaking in to a laugh.

See, old man? I told you I ain't shown you nothin' yet...

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