Let Sleeping Dragons Lie

[hetried]

Who: Daichi Shijima (hetried) and Yamato Hotsuin (drakenguard)
Where: Libra District, Yamato's Apartment
Summary: Daichi gives a full-hearted attempt at giving Yamato a long-overdue talk about his Daddy Problems.
Warnings: Yamato's Everything

OK, Daichi wasn't exactly the most...er, stand-up or assertive guy? Usually he tried to stay out of people's problems unless he could help! And helping was really only limited to kicking some Demon Ass most of the time. When it came to Yamato, or Saiduq, (or hey even Miyako while we're at it), he literally had no idea what he was doing.

This was basically an issue that he would feel more comfortable leaving to Kaito, but-- Kaito...probably wasn't the best to talk to Yamato about it? After the fiasco he heard about around Christmas and all that, and...yeah. Besides, Daichi had been the one to see Yamato's drunken breakdown and everything.

Originally he thought maybe he'd bring it up around when Miyako came back; he'd have loved to just leave it alone forever and pretend it never happened, but that was quickly becoming Not The best Idea. But Yamato had disappeared for a month, and it was only now that he had come back to-- er, time to man up! In a, certain way of speaking.

He stood outside Yamato's apartment for a moment, second-guessing himself for probably the 127th time today, before taking a gulp, a deep breath, and knocking on the door.

Hoo boy. Here we go.

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[hetried]

"W...Why?"

He squinted, straining his ears to hear the question properly. 'Why...?' Well, he...didn't really know how to answer that? Why? Why not?

"What do you mean why?" Hell, he barely understood the question. Daichi was just a normal high school student with two parents and a best friend who lived in next door. The whole Hotsuin family, well, he couldn't even understand that. Maybe he was a bit of a bleeding heart, but-- did they need a reason to care?

[drakenguard]

"Exactly that: why would you want to?"

Yamato's voice was a bit stronger this time, a bit calmer too - although it was a empty sort of calmness. He was still keeping his back to Shijima, because he wasn't quite certain he could keep his expression straight if he looked at the other. He had a direction in his scattered thoughts now though.

Why would Shijima want to help him? Why would anyone want to, if only for...

"We're not friends. You will gain nothing from it. Is it just pity?"

[hetried]

A quizzical expression came to us face, even if Yamato couldn't see it.

"Huh? Of course we are." His tone was almost incredulous, though not quite to that magnitude. "I mean, I know you probably don't think so, but you did kind of save us during the invasion. You don't just go through a whole week like that without becoming some kind of comrades."

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking up and into space as he continued. "I guess it's probably just me, but... Come on, you know me. I'm not really the best at trying to get what I want out of people."

[drakenguard]

"You're an idiot."

It wasn't said maliciously or harshly or anything. In fact, Yamato sounded weary, lifting a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Honestly... Shijima was an idiot. Yamato couldn't understand him no matter how much he tried. Friends? Fine, whatever, if Shijima wanted to view him like that, he could. Yamato didn't have the energy to correct him.

However... now that the initial instability of his anger had passed, Yamato realised that Shijima spoke the truth. He did need to get a handle on his shameful behaviour somehow. Lapsing into a rabid sort of fury, being so weak to it that it could be used against him like a weapon... no, Yamato needed to iron out that weakness, cut it out like an infection if he had to.

But how? Shijima said people would help him, but he didn't particularly feel comfortable in exposing his soft underbelly to them. Not Shijima, not Kaito, not Hitoshura, not- Ideo. He felt ashamed. He wanted to be empty again.

[hetried]

Oddly enough, Daichi let out a light-hearted chuckle, atmosphere of the current room be damned.

"Tell me something I don't know." And he was pretty cheerful about it!

"But that doesn't mean I can't at least try to help as much as I can. Someone's gotta be an idiot if you're too busy thinking about astrophysics."

[drakenguard]

That teased a wry snort from Yamato, and his shoulders relaxed a fraction.

"...you're right," he said quietly. He didn't clarify what Daichi was right about though. He felt that it was obvious, and it was taking a bit of effort for him to even admit this aloud. He was frank in his failings normally - inability to connect with people, lack of compassion, widely disliked... but this was a different thing to admit weakness in, and it was greatly discomforting to say.

...but he felt a bit lighter as well.

[hetried]

Another time, he would gloat over the fact that he actually got Yamato to admit that Daichi was right. But, thankfully he actually had some sense of gravity and appropriate timing. Maybe later.

"So then let me help out every now and then, OK?" The concession did broaden his smile, however. "You don't have to do anything now-- or tell me anything else for that matter. Heh, actually, you'd probably prefer it if I left right now, right?"

And another small laugh at his own self-deprecation. "But let me know if you do want to!"

[drakenguard]

"Hm."

Yamato finally turned back to Daichi, although his gaze was fixed on his door. Shijima was a confusing person to him at times - his competence and courage fluctuated wildly, and now this offer to help even if... Yamato didn't get it.

"Yes, I would prefer it if you left now. I want to think by myself."

[hetried]

"I figured," He said whole-heartedly, now much more willing to vacate the premises than if Yamato had tried to force him to earlier.

"I'll let you, then," And with that, he started making his way for the door, opening it on his own this time. "I'll talk to you later, alright? And try to eat something besides takoyaki for once, hehehe."

[drakenguard]

"There is nothing wrong in living off of takoyaki," Yamato grumbled quietly, glancing at Daichi with an unimpressed look. "But yes, goodbye."

Hey, he actually said goodbye!