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YUYA SAKAKI UN: FUNDIRECTION

STATUS: Student Grade 9

ACCOLADES: (Here is a list of leading roles Yuya's has in school theater performances over the past two years, plus a glowing review of his familiar Odd-Eyes)

BIO: Hello! You can call me Yuya. I'm from Sendai, Japan. This is my second year in Daybreak Academy. I'm a Tamer, and Odd-Eyes is my familiar. He's the big red dragon that hangs out in the courtyards. He's friendly but he tries to steal food sometimes. I speak Japanese and English but not very good French. I'm also in the theater club. I'm in Lumiere 203. Let's be friends!

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[Toki sets the boxes on his desk and goes to retrieve the small one.]

Okay! So like, I haven't been allowed to use the internet since the website, right? But last week, I managed to convince Marcel to let me use one of the academy's computers in the library, under supervision, and so~! I bought things! I may have gone a bit overboard, but I didn't know when I'd get another chance and I kind of... used all my allotted time before I knew it and I meant to get some things for you too, but well...

[Toki sets the small box down too, and digs through his desk drawer for scissors. Which have been confiscated as they're in the "sharp things" category.]

Do you have scissors or like something to open them with?

Uh, yeah. [He digs some scissors out of his desk and offers them to Toki.] What'd you buy?

[He takes the scissors and opens the small box.]

I was thinking I hadn't gotten Kuroko any new outfits for a while, and then kind of had a flashback to that horrible clown one and I thought, you know what, Kuroko is past that stage and maybe she needs some different things. Life isn't all about being cute~!

[He pulls out several larger catnip mice; they have cute rope tails and are made from odd fabrics.]

More mature mice! And they're too big to get stuck under the dresser!

[The second thing in the small box is a variety pack of cat socks. Toki sets them aside.]

Those are for Maverick, but like everything else is for Kuroko~!

[He tosses one of the mice at Yuya and works on opening the second box.]

Cute. [He catches the mouse in the air, dangling it foe Kuroko. She's more interested in the box, though.] Maverick is the guy with red hair upstairs, right?

[She'll probably like all the boxes more than her toys.]

Yeah, that's him. You don't really know him, do you? He's really great and like... very important.

[He's getting emotional, and he turns away to compose himself while digging something out of the second box. It's a black scratching post, with an interesting feature. Toki sets it on the floor.]

This has... [He finds the power switch and turns it on, but nothing happens.] ... lasers~! Or... I guess it needs batteries, but there's like laser pointers built in!

[Yuya shakes his head, raising a brow as he looks back to Toki. "Imporant" huh...] You two are close?

[He's always relieved Toki has a support network around the school. Despite his infamy, he might have more than Yuya.]

[He finds himself rambling about Maverick before he can stop.]

I met him like the first week, and we weren't really friends until later, but like... he's always been there for me, even when I didn't realize it and always told me when I was being stupid or annoying, but he didn't hate me for it? I mean, we yell a lot, or used to, and it's not like a traditional normal friendship I guess? But he tells me what I need to hear sometimes, and not what I want to... I didn't really appreciate him until after I got back from the hospital. I hurt him, a lot, like with you, and I could finally acknowledge that and he... hasn't left.

[He pauses to focus on the third box, slowly cutting through the tape.]

I want to see him smile like... I want him to be happy. He deserves it... Cat socks aren't like my endgame here, though, I mean I'm not just going to buy him things and- Anyway! Maverick kind of reminds me of you sometimes. He cares so much about other people, but I think that it gets to him...

[Toki isn't sure where he's going with this, so he opens the box instead, pulling out two smaller boxes with labels and pictures on them. These need to be assembled. He holds one up for Yuya's inspection. There's a picture of a confused cat sitting in an ice cream truck.]

Now, do you think Kuroko is a trucker? [The other box is shown.] Or is she a pilot!?

[Like him...? Yuya blinks slowly, but then Toki shifts the conversation to Kuroko's things and he loses his own train of thought.]

Ah--you bought her a lot of things, do we have space for all those...? [This is turning into a cat jungle gym.]

[Toki is completely oblivious to his possible miscommunication on his feelings for Maverick. Instead, he's pondering Kuroko's future career. She can have a cute pointy hat if she's driving an ice cream truck, but also some cool goggles like Yuya's if she's a pilot. Decisions.]

Uhh... I hope we have space~! Because there's more!

[Opening the fourth box, he pulls out a half-assembled wooden thing that he unfolds like a tray table, attaching the little hammock to the top.]

I was thinking this could go by the window if she likes it, but I also got... this! It's really cute!

[The final box is opened and Toki reveals a purple cat bed complete with a little pillow and matching blanket. Looking at the array of cat things now cluttering up the floor, and the fact that Kuroko still seems more amused with the boxes than the items, Toki realizes he maybe went a little overboard.]

This is too much, isn't it?

[It's way too much.]

... Maybe we can donate all the extra stuff to the shelter.

Yes! That's a great idea! They took care of Kuroko when she was in need and I'm sure she appreciates it.

[Kuroko doesn't seem to have an opinion on it, batting one of the large mice into a box and chasing after it.]

She doesn't need all the elaborate things.

[Yuya reaches to stroke Kuroko as she pats at the edge of some tape.] She seems pretty happy with her simple toys. But these will still make a lot of other cats happy. We'll see which ones she likes and give them the rest.

Maybe I should buy some food for the shelter cats too, like really good tuna~!

[He watches Kuroko for a minute. She's happy, and he's having a normal conversation with Yuya. It's a small step, and things may be turning around. Roommates doing normal mundane things, a carefree moment that's become rare. The kind of experience Toki's determined to get back.]

[Until Yuya goes on a rampage, and then the tables have turned.

Yuya stifles a chuckle.] Maybe you'll just become a patron to the shelter.

[Toki had the left dorm early in the morning to attend his second evaluation. He's gone a little longer than the last time, but when he returns, he's by himself. He unlocks the door and enters the room quietly. It's discordant for him to be excited while it's only been a week since the Hunt.

He has the harness contraption with him, which he immediately flings towards the closet. It's to be kept as a reminder, but he's not inclined to look at it for a while. He sets his bag on desk, and though his tone isn't overtly cheerful, there's a underlying vibration of joy and he can't contain the happiness in his expression.]

Yuya, I did it. I'm free.

[Yuya's first day out of hiding, apologizing to staff, and mourning Odd-Eyes' absence on campus goes about as well as expected. Which isn't well at all, and leads Yuya to skipping his last two classes to hide out in his room under his desk. Toki's one of those he's tried not to run into, but he's back faster than expected.

He jerks up when he hears his name called, slamming his head against the bottom of his desk and he lets out a yelp of pain.]

[Toki hasn't been hard to avoid. He had a fairly set schedule with Marcel around and couldn't deviate to go find Yuya, and maybe he hadn't wanted to be found.

Toki cringes at the noise. He finally actually looks at the room, his gaze landing on Yuya's desk. His smile vanishes and he slowly approaches Yuya's side of the room and gets down on his hands and knees to look under the desk, keeping enough distance so Yuya can run if he wants to.]

Yuya... What are you doing?

[His voice is soft and slow, like how he would speak to a frightened animal. It's not so much a question or a demand, but a sad realization that Yuya's been deeply affected and he doesn't know how to help.]

[Yuya lowers his gaze, pursing his lips.] I--nothing.

[Hiding. He sinks back into the corner of the desk, his voice fading.] I'm sorry.

[He doesn't say "it's okay" or "don't be sorry" because it won't change what Yuya feels. It's placating and he knows that all too well. Toki shifts to sit cross-legged in front of the desk.]

I didn't want to...

[No, this is sort of cornering him. Toki has to focus on something that might get a response, but not set him off into panic or some other volatile reaction. He hops he's has enough experience listening to therapists to know which questions are safer. Maybe if he goes for something Yuya cares about to get him talking.]

Is Odd-Eyes alright?

[Yuya's presently a minefield, so anyone could forgive Toki for a few missteps. Including that one.]

... He hasn't come back. [Yuya presses his forehead to his knees, hiding his face. He wasn't any more welcome by the people that were hurt than Yuya was, and was unfairly carrying blame for what was Yuya's influence. He hurt his own familiar--he couldn't be more ashamed of himself.

He sucks in a sharp breath, trying to hold in fresh tears.]

He will.

[It doesn't sound as reassuring as he wanted it to. He doesn't know the scope of the bond between Yuya and Odd-Eyes; the worst case scenario he's imagining is that the familiar was forced to do what Yuya wanted while under control of the fey. It's something he doesn't want to think about.]

Yuya, please talk to me. Anything you have to say, however you're feeling. You can't keep it all inside and...

[He stops because he feels like crying himself and that won't help anyone.]

I'm sorry. I'm pushing. Do you want me to leave?

N-no, I--[Can go, should be the one to go, not force Toki out of his room when he just got back.

So he starts forward, but stops because even if it's clear enough to squeeze by, Toki's still in front of him and he still remembers his hands around his neck, right there, and it freezes him back in place.

... Why isn't he mad.] Toki I--I tried to kill you.

[Doesn't he remember? So why does he look just concerned?]

[Toki spares a glance at the floor before looking back at Yuya.]

I know, but...

[He barely recalls those few seconds, Yuya looking down at him and crushing his throat with those surprisingly strong hands. It would have been gone, that bit of memory, if he hadn't felt it the rest of that night, if he hadn't seen the bruises when he finally got to the infirmary. Odd-Eyes's fire is what he remembers more, the flames licking at him and burning his skin as he ran through them.]

You didn't have control over what you did. I mean, in... in that moment you probably wanted to... hurt me, but it's- the fey twisted your thoughts and brought out something you wouldn't have acted on or felt or-

[He looks away again and sighs in frustration. He can't explain this without thinking he'll make the situation worse.]

I'm not... saying it didn't happen or that we should forget about it and I don't want to dismiss the way you feel about what you did by saying there's nothing to...

[There's nothing to forgive. It wasn't Yuya's fault, but it happened. Toki says it anyway, even though it's not exactly what he means.]

I forgive you, Yuya.

[Yuya purses his lips as tears well in his eyes. It's a little hard to believe, that Toki will forgive him just for that. That he deserves it.]

... You shouldn't. [Yuya chokes, pressing his hands to his eyes.] It could happen again! There's this daemon inside me, and I don't know when it'll come out again or if I'll be able to fight it that time. I was really going to kill you, Toki!

[And he might again, could again. He's too dangerous to just forgive like that, to be here like nothing happened.]

Maybe it hasn't really hit me yet, that you were so close to... but I'm more afraid for you than of you right now.

[Toki slowly gets up from the floor and takes a step closer, tentatively reaching out to touch Yuya's shoulder.]

You don't mean a metaphorical daemon, do you?

[Those books from Valvatorez, the language in his nightmares. Red eyes.]

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