vatheon | It's all about give and take, and the way you treat others

Who: The Okumura Twins
Where: Golden Victory
When: During Charity Day
Style: I'll start prose but follow whatever~
Status: Closed!

When Zelos had promised the whole of Vatheon free everything from Golden Victory, it was like opening the flood gates. It was the busiest it had ever been, which meant Rin was doubly busy back in the kitchen, cranking out orders as fast as he could. A wall separated him from the rest of the club, but a swinging door to the right and a window for order pick up gave a view both in to the kitchen and out from it. Really, Rin didn't mind the rush, and though Zelos had said he could take as many breaks as needed to make it easier on himself, the half-demon was determined to use his unnatural stamina to power through the day with as few as possible.

Which meant he completely, utterly missed that his brother had finally arrived in Vatheon.

But if one were to wander in to the club and be able to see him past the patrons and hosts, they would see him blissfully unaware and carrying on as usual. He joked with the wait staff and hosts that came around, and cooked quickly and efficiently with a smile on his face that seemed genuinely happy. In fact he almost looked like he belonged there, and not even his tail made him seem out of place.

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"Some how... This doesn't surprise me, niisan." Yukio answered from the doorway of the kitchen, a small smile just barely hitching up the corners of his lips. "If there was one thing that you are good at- it always was your cooking." Yukio answered as he ducked his head down slightly, feeling uncomfortable being in a place that was unnatural for him yet perfectly fine with the other.

"Well yeah, what'd you expect me to do, sit on my ass all day?"

Rin answered as naturally as Yukio had spoken to him, as though he had been there the entire time. It took another moment, half a minute really, for him to stop and drop the spatula he was using to stir up some fried rice in a wok. It clanked and hit the ground as Rin turned to face his brother. At first he was shocked, but shock quickly turned in to complete and utter joy.

"YUKIO!"

Look out, Yukio. There is a brother throwing himself at you for a hug.

Oh Heavens Above and Biological Father Below! A flying --nun-- Brother flying at him. Perhaps it was not a wise choice to have remained in the near swinging door but he really didn't want to interfere with Rin when he is in his groove. As it were, Yukio willingly took ~~one for the team~~ the hug and returned it with an very awkward shoulder pat.

"A year huh, niisan?" Yukio asked as he lightly tried to pry himself away from Rin's clenches.

"Ehehe... s-sorry..." Rin muttered after he'd nearly taken down his brother with the hug. He backed off quickly, but the grin never faltered.

"Almost. Since... well, it was February here. Time is uh... it's weird here. But you're probably figurin' that out already, huh? ... uh, sorry, can we talk while I work? It's kinda a mad house out there," he said, motioning to the crowd out in the main area. He walked back and picked his spatula up, tossing it in the near by sink with a careful throw and grabbing another from a rack above the stove.

"When'd you get here anyway? Musta been after I left for work 'cause I usually go through the plaza before I get here."

It was odd how within a feel minutes with each other both of the brothers were somehow falling back into a rhythm.

"Here, let me make myself helpful before they kick me out as well." Yukio answered as he turned to look for a spare apron to slide on. "I just arrived maybe an hour ago? Your girlfriend was kind enough to point me in the right direction." Yukio answered as him simply washed his hands in the nearby sink. "She is rather pretty, niisan."

Rin just snickered at the offer, shrugging one shoulder as he pulled the rice off the burner and quickly set up a plate for finishing. He set it on the metal window ledge, calling out "Order!" before turning back to Yukio. There was a pile of onions on one of the center islands ready for cutting that Rin just hadn't gotten to yet.

"Maka? ... yeah, she is," he said, a faint blush on his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck, "She's seriously smart and way outta my league but she likes me so I sure as hell ain't gonna complain..."

"She seems to be very happy to be with you, she made it quite obvious that she wished to known as your girlfriend. That must mean you are doing something right." Yukio commented as he picked up a nearby knife and set to work on slicing up the onions.

"I'm glad to see that you are doing rather well here... even with your tail fully exposed to everyone." Yukio murmured as he ducked his head to focus on turning those sliced onion rings into small and orderly squares.

"Oh come on, don't start on me, Mister Paladin!" Rin cried out as he started on the next dish that was on his order tickets. "Everyone already knows anyway! What's the point in hidin' it? Seriously, half the people here don't even know who Satan is, the other half doesn't give a shit!"

"Are they aware of how dangerous your flames are niisan? Your friend told me about the time you got carried away and set him on fire." Yukio coolly answered as his fine precise cutting picked up in speed, the only sign of his temper starting to show.

"Honestly niisan, how many times have you used your flames here?" Yukio asked trying to keep his tone and demeanor as nothing more then lighthearted despite the situation that he was skirting around.

Damnit, Masaru...

Rin goes quiet for several minutes, and it looks as though he's simply focused on his work, but his tail gives a noticeable droop and there's a clearly uncomfortable, downcast look to the half-demon's expression.

"More than you think I should," he finally answered, but while the words sounded as though they should have been bitter, his voice didn't carry the tone of it.

"You don't know what it's like here, Yukio. It may look like all sunshine and fish on the outside but there are some... really fucked up people here. Some of 'em worse than the demons we've gone up against."

It's all about give and take, and the way you treat others

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