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; after an earthquake

Yesterday, at 11:46 PM, a devastating earthquake struck.

Right now, it's 14:22, in the early afternoon of the next day. Akise Aru woke up from the debris in which he was buried for the first time. Scarlet eyes shifted from right to left, taking in the unfortunate situation he found himself in. There was no pain, which could either be very good, or very bad. In this particular case, Akise settled for very good. He wiggled his toes, a task that was surprisingly easy to accomplish. His hands both felt fine, though they too, were buried.

The only part of him not buried under the thin layer of roof was his face and his chest. He could breath, he could see. Most of him was undamaged. Right, he had nothing to worry about for now.

Wait-

That pink hair. It couldn't be...

But it was. Of course. Even if an earthquake hit and everything was buried, there was no way Gasai-san would surrender her life. Akise looked up at the pink haired girl who crossed by him. She was not buried under anything and fully mobile. If she was to attack, then could he get out of the way in time with all of these rocks sitting on him? "Gasai-san." Akise smiled, because if would not make any differences either way. If Yuno Gasai wanted to take someone out, she wouldn't stop no matter if she was greeted with a smile or a puddle of tears. "Care to help?" He nodded at the piece of roof covering his arm. 

Asking for help from the enemy. Of course he would. Desperate time calls for desperate measure.

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ooc; of course. x3 even if everyone else died, gasai-san would still be here waving her knives. [/hugs] glad there's still at least one left. i-am-shining is also still kicking.

; are there still active mirai nikki blogs out there?

//I’m here~

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; are there still active mirai nikki blogs out there?

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Dear Akise-kun,

I like you, u-uh, I mean, u-uh... that sounds weird... Sorry... I-I do like you though. You have a nice smile. You make me happy. You should become a professional detective someday! You + me = f-friends? If I saw you now I’d smile at you. I want to hug you. We should see the stars together!  Love,  Yukiteru

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A condition? Very interesting. Akise saw it coming, of course, since it wasn't in human nature to assist someone without wanting something in return. This should give him a better idea of what his target was like and make the mission proceed a little more swiftly.

"Completely honest, hmm?" Akise laughed inwardly at the sheer irony. Of all the things the blond could have asked for, he had to choose the one price that Akise really couldn't afford to pay. "But of course I will be honest. After all, I have nothing to hide." That was an outrageous lie, and one that Akise didn't even bother trying to disguise. He looked up, scarlet eyes on the blond, almost daring him to call Akise out on it.

But perhaps it was too early for that.

"I'm here to visit a friend. Unfortunately, though, I lost the address. Maybe you can help me?" Akise paused. "But first, maybe you can introduce yourself?"

↬⌛.} The VOCALOID frowned.

Such formality… Is there a purpose for such caution?

“Akise Aru,” he repeated, trying to get a feel for the five syllables. They rolled gently off his tongue; is such alliteration natural?

There was the slight possibility that the boy seated before him was lying. Though at the moment, there was no reason to do so… The alliteration could be a hint of such, though aliases like “John Smith” were easier to dismiss as a false identity. “Akise Aru” was not a common name and it was spoken with such familiarity…

Len decided to consider it authentic for the time being.

“Lost? How so?” the detective asked. “I suppose I could try to help you. On one condition…”

“You be completely       h o n e s t.” 

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He made two mistakes already, and he had just got to this world. First, Akise should have dressed differently - something darker, more modern - and made himself less like...Himself. Second, he should have never came so close to the school, where he could be spotted by people who knew him. This world wasn't his, but due to a mission, he was sent here. Akise had twenty-four hours. No more, no less. He couldn't afford to lose any time, so even before he started this mission he warned himself against the desire buried deep in his heart to search for anyone that might make him linger.

Like Yukiteru.

"Yukiteru-kun," he turned, smiling in despite of everything. At least this world's Yukiteru looked happy, his cheeks adorably pink and healthy. Now, Akise only had to make sure he kept a good act going and not let Yukiteru find out that he was not really the Akise he knew. Should be easy enough, right? Apparently not. Without noticing that he even did it, one of Akise's arms went around Yukiteru's waist - a gesture slightly too intimate between friends. That wasn't the bad part, because he could explain...Could turn it into a hug or something and make it friendly. What followed, however, was not explainable. 

He kissed him. 

Should I be with you or by myself?

I don’t have a choice, do I?

I’m so scared, why is this happening to me?

Please protect me and I will be your everything.

Can you do that, corrupted-data?

Yukki smiled happily when he saw his friend, walking a bit faster to meet him. His cheeks turned a light pink with the excitement of meeting a friend. 

“Akise-kun! Hi!” He greeted, waving a bit at the white haired boy.

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It was one of those rare days where Akise actually decided to show up at school. The lessons weren't terribly interesting, but since he was there, he might as well use the time wisely. Therefore, Akise Aru opened his notebook, placed a pen in his hand, and spent the entire lecture watching the brown haired boy he liked more than a friend and his pink haired girlfriend who was emotionally unstable. As soon as the class was dismissed, Gasai-san grabbed Yukiteru and left. Akise was not surprised at their intimacy, though perhaps, slightly disappointed.

"Kousaka-san," he smiled towards the dark haired male who had come to be a friend to him after the Hinata event a few nights ago. Akise liked Kousaka well enough, unlike some, this one didn't let thing scare him for too long and had more guts than others may give him credit for. "I am going to visit Mao in the hospital today, do you want to come?"

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“Akise-san, what’s up?” the ebony haired young man grinned as he greeted his friend, who he was guessing was in deep thought. He always questioned why this guy loved to think all the time. Not like he cared.

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[ this is a very serious question regarding the size of yuno's boobs ]

ooc; A couple days ago, I was talking with my friend on skype and we were trying to figure exactly how big Yuno Gasai's breasts are. I mean, in certain scenes, her breasts look absolutely average ( like, in her school uniform ) but in that swim suit scene, her chest was just...Off the charts.

So my question is, exactly how big are they?!

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And now things made even less sense than it did about twenty seconds ago. People accused him to be many things - detective-wannabe, liar, schemer, homosexual - but a girl? 

"That is quite alright, I am indeed male." With his usual light smile, Akise replied to the pink eyed little girl. His expression did not changing upon hearing her casual murder threat. The Universe had once again proven that girls with pink hair and pink eyes are always bad news. It was a stereotype that Akise was slowly beginning to accept. "There are other things far more entertaining than murder, have you attempted those?" 

“Eh? Oh, wait. You’re a boy! I’m sorry” she said with a giggle, “I want to kill you because I’m bored … perhaps this amuses me …” Mariko said as she looked around, looking for someone who would try to stop her. No, they were alone. The girl laughed evilly and then turned to him, “This will be fun, right?”

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No. I find them distasteful. Take them down at once, I don't want Yukki to think we're a thing.

“Hm, I am afraid I am going to decline, Gasai-san. These illustrations, while not drawn by me, quite accurately describe our relationship and I feel like they belong here.”

ooc; In all of my role plays where Akise is in love with Yuno, I made it so that he forgot who Yukiteru was. xD In my mind, unless he can’t remember that a Yukiteru exist, he wouldn’t be physically able to love anyone else because…Yeah. His love for Yukiteru is geniune.   In future questions, if you see him going: Who is Yukki? This would be why~ <3

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The little girl's words made absolutely no sense to him.

"Who is this girl that you are referring to?" Akise asked politely. It always helped to know a little more about a situation before he moved on to the giving advice part. In his opinion, of course, it was never good for a child to dirty her hands with innocent blood. Then again, taking in his present situation, suggesting that might be a bit hypocritical. "And why do you want to kill her?"

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“Hey…that boy … May I kill her?”

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Akise Aru. Why are there pictures of us together on this blog? (I saw that your M!A was "be in love with Yuno Gasai until the 26th so I just jumped on the chance.)

“Don’t you like them, Gasai-san?”

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Ｅｖｅｎ ｉｆ Ｉ ｃａｎ’ｔ ｓｐｅａｋ

☆═━ Ｉ ｃａｎ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｔｅｌｌ ｈｉｍ…

ATTENTION, DETECTIVE!    ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ mojo-no-ie-ellen has a case

He thought he heard something just now. Akise Aru turned, his crimson eyes scanning the premise for any sign of movement. At first, he saw nothing and felt rather odd. His ears were usually good at picking up sudden noises, and he thought for sure he heard a rustling somewhere. And then he saw her, a girl with light purple hair and rare golden eyes. The only reason Akise didn't see her right away was because her slender form had been blocked by the tree. 

"May I help you?" She looked school-age, yet he had never seen her around. Strange. Perhaps she was new to the town, or perhaps she was visiting a relative. Either way, it didn't hurt to be a little friendly to someone who could potentially use help.

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Akise Aru, you bastard~

“It’s Gasai-san hiding behind that mask, right?”