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[thevanguard]

Who: Misaki Yata and Saruhiko Fushimi
When: August 1
Where: The Near Shore
What: Prayer 39. >.>


[ Yata is not sure how they got handed this Prayer. He's not sure why he's here, he's not sure why he's here with Saru of all people, and he's really not sure how they'd both ended up standing in the backyard of a house with three children all currently sprawled on the ground, crying at the top of their lungs.

In fact, Yata's already looking rather panicked over the problem and might have just taken an uneasy step back towards the gate they'd just come in through. ]

Uh. On second thought? Maybe this was a terrible idea...

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[monkeyblue]

[Except Fushimi is right there, shoving Misaki forward and shutting the gate behind him.]

It's almost lunchtime. Their mother said lunch was already made in the fridge, so go inside and get it.

[thevanguard]

[ Dammit, that was his escape route, Saru.

He shoots a skeptical look over his shoulder at the taller shinki, still looking not at all sure they had the right place. ]

They're howling. Are we sure they're kids and not actually tiny monsters?

[monkeyblue]

The only tiny monster here is you, Yata. Go get the food.

[thevanguard]

[ He'd look annoyed about that statement if he weren't casting one more skeptical look at the noisy little monsters in the yard before darting for the back door that led into the house.

Maybe if they stuffed food in their mouths, they'd have to be quiet? That's how that worked, right?

He's back a moment later, carefully balancing three plates with the prepared lunches, all of which he carries to a nearby picnic table. And even manages not to trip over the pair of race cars lurking in the grass, ready to topple any unwary travelers. ]

Alright, lunchtime!

[monkeyblue]

Their mother said the orange plate is for Gin, something about an allergy.

[The boy in question nods and, no longer screaming, toddles over to the table for lunch. His siblings are still being loud and Fushimi has to herd them over to the table.]

We have to make sure the other two don't try and take Gin's food. Tell me again why you picked this prayer, Misaki?

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just blinks as he sets the orange plate down in front of the one he's pretty sure is Gin, plopping down beside the kid to help guard his food. Or something.

Although Saru gets a bewildered look for his question. ]

Me? I didn't pick it. I thought you did.

[ Obviously someone somewhere has a terrible sense of humor. ]

[monkeyblue]

Tch, why the hell would I pick a prayer on my own? People should handle their own problems, not rely on gods for it.

[thevanguard]

What, are you telling me you'd never pray for help when you're in deep sh.... stuff?

[ Oh, right. Kids. ]

[monkeyblue]

Why would I?

[thevanguard]

[ Yata glances down and then shoos at one of the other kids who's currently trying to steal food off this Gin kid's plate. ]

You've got your own, eat that. [ Apparently he needed to bodyguard the plate after all. Huh. ]

I dunno. Because it's something you can't do yourself? Isn't that usually what people ask gods for?

[monkeyblue]

Anyone who misbehaves won't get the ice cream your mother told me was in the freezer.

[Bribery. Works every time.]

If the only way to do something is to ask a god, why even bother with it?

[thevanguard]

Did you just bribe a four-year-old with ice cream?

[ Huh. And it actually might have worked. The other two were digging in with gusto now. ]

And I dunno. Maybe because it's something you really want?

[monkeyblue]

Problem?

[He wins.]

Then I should work to get it.

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just holds up his hands in surrender. ] Probably not, but if you get them all high on sugar, that's your problem to deal with.

But what if it's something you can't get done by just working hard? What if it's something... I dunno. Impossible?

[monkeyblue]

If it's impossible, why am I asking for it?

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just blinks at him. ]

Maybe you want it even if it seems impossible?

[ That could be a thing, right?

However, before he can say anything more, there's a loud splat! and something wet and gooey smacks him in the face. Which would be the spoonful of applesauce the kid across the table had just launched at his face from his spoon.

There's a long, tense silence before all three kids burst into guilty giggles of delight.

Saru, your partner's about to explode. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Which he is aware of but....

He can't help but snicker even as he steps in to handle discipline.]

Finish your lunch and then you get to watch your siblings eat their ice cream while you're in time out, kid.

[thevanguard]

[ This kid is so lucky he's four. Because there's no way in hell Yata would have accepted "time out" as a suitable punishment for that otherwise.

As it is, he's grumbling irritably as he wipes applesauce out of his eyes with a napkin. ]

I heard that, Saru. Don't you dare laugh.

[monkeyblue]

Heard what, Misaki~?

[thevanguard]

You. Laughing.

[ He slides the napkin down the bridge of his nose and scowls across the table at the other shinki.

The three kids, for the moment, are watching this sudden face-off with rapt attention. ]

[monkeyblue]

I wasn't laughing, Misaki~

[So easy. So so easy.]

You were hearing things.

[thevanguard]

I don't think I was.

[ Which is why, with a sudden speed, he snatches up the spoon off the plate of the kid nearest him and flicks it in Saru's direction.

The other shinki suddenly has a hail of peas raining towards him. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi barely remembers not to burn the peas as they fall.

There seems to be some light shining on his glasses as he adjusts them, though.]

Mi. Sa. Ki. I think you should join the kid in time out for that.

[Because he can't murder you.]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just shoots him an innocent look as the three kids around them start giggling, enjoying the show that was suddenly unfolding over their lunch table. ]

I don't know what you're talking about, Saru. Maybe you're seeing things.

[monkeyblue]

Now Misaki. You should set good examples.

[thevanguard]

You're right.

[ Yata smirks before glancing down at the kid beside him, the one that had the special diet. ]

Here, lemme show you how to aim.

[monkeyblue]

[Nope. Enough of that. Fushimi stands, raining peas, and just.

Grabs Yata's beanie, chucking it clear across the yard.]

[thevanguard]

Oi!

[ Yata makes a grab for his hat, but he's just a hair too slow (hah. hah.) and the hat goes flying.

Only then redhead takes a flying leap over the table after it, tackling Fushimi over backwards while the kids watch in surprise, mouths dropped open as the two "adults" go down in a pile on the grass. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi takes the tackle and just rolls so he's on top as they land, trying to pin Yata down.]

You started it.

[thevanguard]

I did not!

[ Yata yells. And then blinks. Scowling, he turns to narrow his gaze on one of the laughing kids and points at him. ]

You started it!

[ Which is why he snickers and starts rolling, taking the pair of kids' legs out from under them and toppling them on top of him and Saru as they yell and laugh. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi grunts and does not at all enjoy this...wrestling, but he can't exactly ignore the three kids trying to pin him down.

So he lets it happen, occasionally struggling.]

Misaki...~ I know where you sleep.

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just laughs, thoroughly enjoying the impromptu wrestling match on the grass - now this is more like it, maybe he's getting the hang of this gig after all - and tickles one of the kids before dropping him on Saru's stomach. ]

Heh. You think you do. At the moment, I barely know where I sleep.

[monkeyblue]

[That makes him sit up, dislodging the kids. What does that even mean, Misaki?]

I thought you had a god now.

[thevanguard]

[ ....Shit.

Yata hastily catches one of the kids dislodged by the move before they end up faceplanting into the dirt. ]

Ahahah, oh. Yeah. I do. I was just joking. Heh.

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi frowns and stands, ushering the kids back to the table to finish eating while he gives Yata a Look.]

Misaki.

[thevanguard]

[ Shiiiiit.

Yata just stays slumped on the grass when Saru herd the kids back to what's left of their lunches. ]

It's not a big deal, Saru, forget it.

[monkeyblue]

Your god vanished again, didn't he?

[As if he's going to forget it. This is Misaki.]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just kicks at a clump of grass and doesn't meet his gaze. ]

Yeah, but... I wasn't staying there much even before they did.

[monkeyblue]

Tch.

[He reaches down to bonk Misaki on the head]

We have a barn.

[thevanguard]

[ Yata just blinks, ducking the swat before glancing up at Saru in confusion. ]

....Good for you?

[monkeyblue]

With room for a human or two. Roy won't mind.

[And even if he did, Fushimi wouldn't care.]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata blinks again before dropping his gaze. ]

I don't want to accidentally screw things up with your new god. Besides, I'm beginning to think I really am cursed when it comes to this. Don't want it spreading to you.

[monkeyblue]

Tch, I don't care about curses. Stay with me.

[thevanguard]

[ Yata's head comes up and he stares at him a moment before casting him a sheepish grin and lifting one shoulder in a shrug. ]

Yeah, I guess. But only if your god's okay with it. I mean it, about not wanting to cause you any trouble. Especially since you seem to have found a good one. [ He sounds a little wistful about it. ]

[monkeyblue]

I don't care if he cares. You could turn into an ayakashi if you aren't somewhere safe, idiot.

[thevanguard]

I'd find somewhere safe!

[ he huffs at that, pushing himself to his feet once more and sauntering back towards the table where the kids were finishing their lunches. None the worse for wear despite the interruption for a wrestling match. ]

There's plenty of places to hide if you know where to look.

[ And he's been looking a lot of late. He was beginning to suspect there were scarier things in heaven than ayakashi to worry about. ]

[monkeyblue]

Yeah, like a barn or my room.

[He isn't taking no for an answer here.]

Shut up and help me get these kids cleaned up.

[thevanguard]

[ Do you ever though?

Yata hides a grin and shakes his head but moves to help all the same. ]

Aye aye. [ He hops up on the edge of the bench, capturing their attention as he strikes a pose and points at each of them. ]

Alright. Which one of you rugrats thinks he's got what it takes to be king of the sea? [ Which gets an almost unanimous roar of approval, so apparently bathtime will be a success. Or a massacre. Maybe both? ]