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Who: Makoto Tachibana (

thekillerwhale) Haruka Nanase (

ephydriade)
What: Doing their first prayer!
When: May 3rd
Where: The Near Shore
Warnings: FREELINGS!

Makoto sat on his beach wearing a pair of jammers that he was able to buy after his offerings had become greater all of a sudden. He figured that if he were to live by the beach, he would need a pair of his own.

He was seated in shallows, the waves washing over his lap. The sound of the water bubbling and pushing around him carried words to him. He closed his eyes and let the water move over him and concentrated on those words.

Please help...Need...Want...desire....

Please Please Please Please

Makoto opened his green eyes that glowed softly from using some sort of godlike powers that he had newly acquired. This was how he listened to the prayers of the living. And now to answer them.

Picking one out of the hundreds that came to him, he pushed himself up from the wet sand and cool water then moved quickly towards the cottage. It was a little exciting! This was their first prayer and they were going to answer it together. He was sure they were going to make a good team!

"Haru!" Makoto called as he grabbed a towel from the front door, drying himself off enough before heading more inside.

"Haru! We have a prayer to answer! Our first prayer!"

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The sound of the water moving as Haru stepping into the tub was all the echoed throughout the bathroom. It had become a habit of his to soak in the tub when he found himself thinking about his role as a shinki. There were so many questions that he still had about this title... and seeing some people talking about it over the BBS made his curiosity grow more. It was stressful not knowing anything, but he soon found that sitting in the tub turned into a temporary relief.

At the moment, he can feel the tension rising off his shoulders as he settled more into the tub, sinking until his nose was right above the surface. His eyes shut for all of two seconds before the sound of Makoto's voice reached him. Brow twitching slightly, he took a breath before sinking down more, submerging himself into the water completely.

Talk about timing.

Makoto didn't hear a reply, so he went into his own far-too-grand room and changed into normal clothing before going around to find where Haru went. That bought Haru a little soak and think time before Makoto begins to hunt for him in the cottage.

Unfortunately for Haru, Makoto knew exactly where to look and instinctively opened the bathroom door right after knocking.

Normally, this act was very rude due to privacy reasons or the like, but it was second nature to Makoto to do this most mornings right before school.

"Haru..." Makoto smiled as he poked his head in and saw Haru right where he knew he would be. "We have a prayer."

Even though Makoto didn't come right away after his call, Haru remained submerged in the tub. It had taken him a few tries to realize that he could hold his breather longer than he realized, but soon he'd find himself under the water for long periods of time.

His eyes soon shut, as he focused on the feel of the water, bringing himself into a tranquil state. It's a familiar feeling, and one he's come to appreciate. After a moment to himself, he can hear Makoto calling out to him, his eyes opening while still underwater. Eyes shifted to Makoto's distorted form through the water, before he pushed himself up, breaking the surface and taking a deep breath once up.

Shaking his head slightly to rid of the excess water, he soon glanced up to Makoto, expression not entirely enthusiastic. "... what's the prayer?"

This scene was all too familiar to him. It was as if nothing had changed which was a comforting thought. But the reality of it all was hard-hitting. There was a voice in the back of his head that told him to always be careful--that there were dire consequences in making Haru remember his life.

"Someone needs help generating business for their shop. I thought we could manage that one well enough" he answered with a soft smile.

He approached the bathtub and held his hand out to help Haru out of the tub just like he always had before.

"What do you say...Haru-chan"

Haru's face went flat as soon as he heard what the prayer was. Was that even a proper prayer? "Is that really a prayer, or are they just looking for more employees...?" He was under the impression that they'd be dealing with spirits or some monstrous demons when it came to prayers... not agitated customers.

He was ready to sink back into the tub, but seeing Makoto's hand extend towards him made him reconsider. Eye twitching slightly at the nickname, he reached to grip the edge of the tub, completely disregarding Makoto's hand before moving to stand up. The water splashed all around him, and he's partially glad he decided to keep his jammers on.

"I guess there's nothing else we can do." He took a moment to step out of the tub, water further splashing everywhere. Once out, he glanced towards Makoto before continuing. "Also, don't call me Haru-chan."

Makoto stepped back as Haru went to get out of the tub on his own. His fingers slowly curled into his palm as he lowered his hand to his side. His hand felt cold as if all of the feeling was sapped out of it in that instant.

He watched with a slowly fading smile as the water cascaded down Haru's face and neck. His heart once again sank into the acidic pit of his stomach. The pleasant familiarity from before turned sour immediately.

Don't call me Haru-chan

That was fair. That was completely fair. They had...just met and that honorific was used only for people...that they were extremely close to.

His hand tightened slightly into a fist, but not so much for it to be noticeable. He pulled in a shallow breath.

"People pray about all sort of things. I was able to hear them out in the ocean." he explained, his smile returning. "It seemed like the easiest one. I don't want us to get in over our heads"

And unnoticed it went, as Haru reached for his towel to dry himself off. If he had stepped on any toes, he figured Makoto would have said something by now... And even then, what was wrong with not wanting to be called a certain way? He had already voiced his discomfort with being called Haru-chan with Nagisa. There was nothing wrong with telling Makoto too, right?

With the towel in hand, he immediately began to work at his head, drying his hair as much as possible before moving it down to dry the rest of him. Once he was mostly dried, he turned to look at Makoto once more, as he explained how the prayers worked.

"... fair enough." The last thing either of them needed was to deal with a prayer that was practically impossible to accomplish at their levels... or getting nearly killed. "What kind of shop is it?" He may as well ask... just to get an idea of what they'd have to do it.

Makoto took a deep breath through his nose as they went on to simply talking about god business. Just take things as they come then move on.

"It wasn't that clear, but I think it's a restaurant of some kind? If it's not popular enough, then it could be losing a lot of business. If we give it good word of mouth, maybe it will help!" he explained. Though, that did beg the question of if he should check the business out first. Who was he to judge whether or not the prayer get answered depending on how good it is?

Or something...

"We'll head out after you get ready."

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