Yeah, at least it didn't get over steeped or anything.
[ they may be talking about things that seem otherwise kind of pointless, but he is genuinely glad that kiryu is here to distract him from all of this. ]
He had information about that girl, I think. But wouldn't give it ta me if I didn't fight him.
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Oh, an' [ and he delivers this completely nonchalantly. the same as you'd say and oh he had red hair or oh the sky sure is blue today:] he clearly fuckin' loved fightin'. Like he was gettin' a hard on from thinkin' about it.
[ majima nods. he doesn't know what else to say about that. about either of these guys. he doesn't want to talk about himself but he also does. and kiryu is his boyfriend. which means he'll listen. and majima could really use a listening ear right now.
because he's not fine. he doesn't know how this happened, he doesn't have strong ties to the yakuza or a strong belief in what he did before. he doesn't have context for having an eye cut out, and none of the crime he'd ever done had been this intense. all of this is a whole other level - and it's true what they say: it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
he sips his tea idly for a moment, looking at the cup in his hands instead of at kiryu. finally, after a long moment he says quietly: ]
Kiryu-chan...what if my brother doesn't recognize me anymore, after all this shit?
[ Kiryu looks over at Majima. He knows Majima doesn't share his fears lightly-- hell, talking about their feelings doesn't come naturally to either of them.
Kiryu puts his notebook and pen down, reaching over to place his hand on Majima's arm. He squeezes reassuringly, stroking his arm with his thumb. ]
[ maybe the people they were in their memories were too different. gangsters who got arrested and shot people and god knows what else. the kind of person who got his eye cut out. was that the kind of person he was, now? ]
[ Maybe they did bad stuff, maybe they drove a fucking cab, who knows. But in those memories he never once felt he was doing the wrong thing. For Kiryu, that's enough. He's simple like that. ]
[ as opposed to majima, who can't shake the feeling that he does the wrong thing every damn day of his life. but that's been true since his brother went to jail. but he doesn't want to argue. it's not that he doesn't agree with kiryu, because he does -- he also believes that the memories are real, that that was who they were. but becoming that person again was a double edged sword; maybe he was becoming more himself, but maybe who he was wasn't someone his brother would have wanted to be brothers with. but that's too much to try and articulate.]
[ Kiryu can't speak for Majima's brother. Fact is, he's never met the guy; all he knows is that he was important to Majima and whatever Majima's told him. He can't say for sure or not whether he'd understand what's happening to Majima or how he would react. All he can do is speak for himself. ]
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[ All stuff Makoto's mom wanted to get him into but his parents didn't want him to 'waste his time on.' Yeaaaah... ]
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[ sometimes he's not great with tradition, unfortunately. ]
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[ You have to sit a certain way and do certain things and it all sounds really hard when you can just buy instant matcha at the supermarket.
He takes a sip of his tea. It really is quite good. No ceremony required. ]
This is a lot more convenient.
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[ they may be talking about things that seem otherwise kind of pointless, but he is genuinely glad that kiryu is here to distract him from all of this. ]
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Sometimes that means ignoring it and acting like everything is okay. ]
You're better at this than I am. I usually oversteep it.
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I guess I've gotta work on that.
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[ he's quiet for a moment, thinking ]
Did ya bring your notebook? I actually remembered somethin' else, too.
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It's in my bag. Let me go get it.
[ He stands up quick and comes back with the notebook, along with one of the nice pens Majima gave him. ]
Okay. Go ahead.
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I was working in a club, but it was way fancier than Sunshine. Like...real fucking grand.
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So like, an upscale club? Do you remember what it was called?
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I was kinda busy 'cause this guy was there tryin' ta fight me.
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[ Kiryu starts writing this down. ]
What was he like?
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[ how to describe this guy ]
He had information about that girl, I think. But wouldn't give it ta me if I didn't fight him.
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Oh, an' [ and he delivers this completely nonchalantly. the same as you'd say and oh he had red hair or oh the sky sure is blue today:] he clearly fuckin' loved fightin'. Like he was gettin' a hard on from thinkin' about it.
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EYEPATCH GUYMAJIMA.Kiryu nods through the normal parts, pausing when Majima mentions, well, that. ]
Well, damn.
[ I mean, Kiryu likes fighting as much as the next guy but maybe not that much? For now? ]
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He wore a magenta suit - ya remember anyone with a magenta suit?
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Yeah, I think I did. But he... might be the same guy that I remembered earlier. The white suit asshole?
[ Same face... Maybe not hard on-san? ]
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[ damn come to think of it hard on-san was kinda hot ]
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[ It's okay to have a crush on hard on-san, Majima, he had quite the crush on you.
Kiryu flips back a few pages and writes "Also wore magenta" under White-suit Asshole, along with "thought he was stylish? Jerk." ]
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because he's not fine. he doesn't know how this happened, he doesn't have strong ties to the yakuza or a strong belief in what he did before. he doesn't have context for having an eye cut out, and none of the crime he'd ever done had been this intense. all of this is a whole other level - and it's true what they say: it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
he sips his tea idly for a moment, looking at the cup in his hands instead of at kiryu. finally, after a long moment he says quietly: ]
Kiryu-chan...what if my brother doesn't recognize me anymore, after all this shit?
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Kiryu puts his notebook and pen down, reaching over to place his hand on Majima's arm. He squeezes reassuringly, stroking his arm with his thumb. ]
You're still you, Majima. This won't change that.
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[ maybe the people they were in their memories were too different. gangsters who got arrested and shot people and god knows what else. the kind of person who got his eye cut out. was that the kind of person he was, now? ]
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[ Maybe they did bad stuff, maybe they drove a fucking cab, who knows. But in those memories he never once felt he was doing the wrong thing. For Kiryu, that's enough. He's simple like that. ]
Who you were is just a part of you.
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I guess so.
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We can explain it together if we have to.
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should I warn that they're making out? because they're making out
gross
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