dreamcrystals | Happy Birthday, Dork | Backdated to August 31

Then I'm ready whenever you are.

[He said with a chuckle before getting up from his seat.]

Shall we get going?

Lets.

[Kazuya gives him a quick salute, and leads them both to Naoya's room.

Where he unceremoniously opens the door without any common courtesy. No knocking, no announcing, no nothing.

He figures Naoya already knows he's coming to ruin his stuff anyway, and he only raises his hand slightly in greeting as he moves off to where he knows he keeps his paperwork and immediately starts going through it.]

[Of course he knows they're coming. They announced their plans to the world.]

[He just sits on the bed off to the side, watching as Kazuya marches over to his desk. It's nothing sinister, just a simple wooden desk with a few notebooks on it. There's one that is clearly his notes on dreamotion that looks... a little messy. The other is some kind of book of diagrams - things he wants to build.]

[There's also a smartphone on the desk, but he hasn't told Kazuya the password. And it's unlikely that he can guess it.]

[Was this a very bad idea? Of course it was but Ken was a little curious to see how this would go. Looking back at Kazuya and then back at Naoya, he wondered if he should say anything.

Instead, he'll just...follow Kazuya and see what would happen next.]

Uh....

Hm?

[ He's already going through Naoya's notes, specifically the ones about Dreamotion because he's curious about that more than what his invention plans are.

And just as he said he would, he's putting everything out of order as he goes through them. ]

[There's not much so far. Just that it seems to be from emotion and that good or at least neutral dreams seem to generate more of it. There's notes on the noctaere he's seen. ... There's probably too many forms written down to be really healthy, but no one ever said Naoya had good dreams.]

[He raises a hand to greet Ken and goes back to watching Kazuya curiously.]

You could just ask, but I know you won't.

[Less fun that way.]

[Again, Ken just kept on looking back at the two family members. If Kazuya wanted to annoy his cousin, that was on him. Ken was just here being awkward as he was wondering why he would do this when his cousin was still around.]

I'm surprised you're letting him go through your things.

[And sitting as though it was nothing too!]

He couldn't stop me from doing this even if he wanted to, so it's better off for him to just let it happen.

[ He says, very nonchalantly. Naoya might have the height, but Kazuya has the raw power to back his words up. ]

Besides, he didn't even bother to try and hide anything, so he's not actually bothered by it.

[ However, he does reach over to Naoya's phone without much looking, only missing it a few times before finally grabbing it. ]

Mm.

[He doesn't comment on that part, but...]

He's right, though. I don't have anything to hide.

[The phone is easily grabbed, and when Kazuya pulls it close it's got a lock screen up. The background at the moment is just pure black. It seems to require a four digit passcode. Kazuya's birthday doesn't work. Naoya's birthday also doesn't work.]

You're going to end up locking me out.

[Such is the strange relationship between the two family members. Watching Kazuya grab the phone, he was starting to think he should just leave the place. But at the same time, it seemed to be rude to do so.

What was he supposed to do here?]

Uh....you want to try someone else's number? Like maybe a street number?

A street number? I don't think so...

[ He tries to think of any such street number that might have meaning to Naoya, but honestly nothing comes to mind.

He tries a few more dates that might hold meaning, but nothing. All return the same message: Pin Invalid.

He turns to Naoya, tilting his head but with narrowed eyes. Suspicious.]

It's not your birthday, is it?

[ Not... Naoya's birthday. Cain's birthday.

One of Naoya's notebooks falls off the desk, and Kazuya makes no motion to grab it.]

Do you really think I'd put it as a birthday? I'm not an idiot.

[Nope. Not even close, Kazuya.]

Your friend here is closer, but still not right.

The beginning of a phone number?

[Because it was another way to identify someone right?]

I'm not even sure...

[... His phone password is a birthday. :(

Not his, at least, but Yuzu's. She's his childhood BFF, after all.

But he's really wracking his brain here for an answer. Surely he has to know the password to his phone.]

Is it Christmas?

[... He's asking that one just to be an asshole, what with the birth of Christ and God and all that fun Christianity stuff.]

Oh fuck off.

[It takes a lot for Naoya to swear, as Kazuya knows. He rubs the heel of a palm into his forehead to prevent himself from yelling more. Of course he'd go there.]

Not like you've celebrated it anyway, given how you've been on exactly zero dates.

Should I step out? I think I’m entering into something I shouldn’t be.

[Whatever their history was, Ken wasn’t sure if he should be a part of it. As he took a few steps back, he was ready to leave if need be.]

[When Naoya swears, Kazuya takes that as a victory, even looking a little smug over it.

However when he says that he's never been on any dates to celebrate Christmas with.... While true, isn't something that their guest needs to know? Also incredibly rude? Kazuya puts Naoya's phone down a little more firmly than necessary, but he's also standing back up and stepping away from Naoya's stuff.]

No, I think you should stay and watch me kill him.

You could try.

[... And probably succeed, but he has a feeling he's unlikely to let his new friend see just how vicious he can get.]

But no, it's fine. If we wanted an actual fight we'd take it outside.

[See that? Even after the both of them are saying how everything is fine? Ken was still backing away and getting ever so closer toward the door.]

Uh...if there is a fight, I think I really should go...

[Sorry, Ken. But Kazuya cannot take being called maidenless by his older cousin sitting down. While Naoya says that if they were really going to fight they'd take it outside, Kazuya does not seem to agree.

In fact, he lunges at his older cousin, arms out stretched to grab him.]

[He considers shielding - but if he brings in abilities Kazuya can too, and he's already had the shit kicked out of him with those abilities once before, thanks. Instead he jerks to the side, attempting to grab Kazuya and pin his arms to the bed.]

My apologies. He's a handful.

[What was Ken supposed to do? He looked at Naoya and then back at Kazuya before blinking to himself. He knows that he was middling in things he probably shouldn't. But at the same time, he knew that he couldn't stand back and do nothing.]

...Is this what people call family rivalry? I usually see it in movies but never in person. Maybe we can just talk things out?

[Please????]

[Why is Naoya always so fast?? He should not be as fast as he is when he's wearing geta, of all things.

Kazuya misses his grab, and is in turn grabbed by Naoya, though he'll have to work to pin his arms to the bed, considering the strength that Kazuya has.

Of which he isn't using all of, because one, there's a witness, and two, he doesn't actually want to hurt Naoya for real, just give him a noogie and mess up his hair or something.]

No way. I'm going to kick his ass and he's going to have to deal with it.

[Case in point, he twists in Naoya's hold and... tries to headbutt him. Classy.]

We're a bit different. It's normally not this violent.

[His grip is broken easily - he's a magic build not a physical build - and blinks a little bit at the impact. Did he just...]

[He sighs and goes for Kazuya's sides. Tickle time.]

[How did Ken get into a mess like this again? But it seems like things have somewhat calmed down as he gave a sigh.]

I hope not, I just don't want two family members getting into an actual fight.

[Please don't.]

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kazuya > naoya > ken order!?

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