punchtheflute: (Human: Smiley smile smile)
punchtheflute ([personal profile] punchtheflute) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2014-11-05 11:09 am

Chit-chat and calories - Bonding!

Who: Sonny and Kiyotaka
What: Conversations and ice cream
Where: School, then a venue switch to Sprinkletown.
When: Some time after Halloween!
Warnings: Sonny eating entirely too many banana splits...?

Sonny was in love with Fall. The colors, the seasonal foods, pumpkin everything, the chill in the wind and the gentle warmth of Autumn sunshine. He used to think Spring was his favorite season, but he was not an immovable creature unless you happen to be a ten year old without a Pokéflute. Autumn was steadily gaining in his estimation.

It was a little after classes and he was crossing school grounds with a book and his Ukulele. Originally, he was headed towards the lake to do a little reading for class, get a little music practice in and enjoy the sunset filtering through the orange and auburn tree line. Then he was going to go to the cafeteria and wreck a huge tray of food.

As he walked, though, he spotted a familiar figure approaching. He was already smiling, but his face split into a grin and he waved at his friend, changing direction to meet him.

"Hey! Kiyotaka! Good afternoon! ...huh? Is that a sword?"

DEFINITELY a new accessory for this version of his friend. Though, future Kiyotaka had been handy with one.

"Cool!"
forgetbeam: (Never look back)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-11-20 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
People grew and changed. That was a fact of life. But to think that Sonny of all people had been selfish and grumpy once... That was really weird to think about.

Nah. Kiyotaka just couldn't picture it.

It just went to show what a good job Red did, he supposed. And what a good job Sonny did for making that goal and sticking to it. "Ha... That's really admirable of both of you."

Arms up, bend down, touch your toes...

"I want to be the kind of person who can inspire others like that, too. I always have!" Reach back up, stretch to the siiide... "Not just as a Pokemon Trainer. As someone who can make others want to change and bring out their best! To better a school, to better society, and perhaps even spread it across the whole world!"

He stopped his stretches and put his hands on his hips, frowning. "...I always wanted that, but saying it out loud now sounds... so naive and-- and outright foolish, doesn't it?" That was embarrassing.
forgetbeam: (pic#8361801)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-11-28 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Ha... Really?"

One more toe-touch for the road, and Kiyotaka likewise ceased his stretching so he could stare at Sonny in wonder. While he didn't consider music a passion he wanted to pursue or anything (and had all the finesse of an elementary schooler anyway), he definitely enjoyed things like playing with Sonny or singing with Vivian and wouldn't dream of half-assing a thing like that, especially since it was so important to people he considered friends. It was heartwarming to hear that Sonny felt similarly.

No, it felt better than that. He gave a wide smile, putting his hands on his hips and looking out over the stadium. "No, that definitely counts! Even if it's something small like that, every effort towards self-improvement is a valuable one! Hearing that I've inspired you inspires me, ha ha ha!"

But despite his laughter, his smile faded pretty fast to something more bittersweet, and his hands dropped. "I... I am glad to motivate even one person. I really am! But I should be doing so much more! Where I came from, I was chosen as part of a group of students who would inspire the whole country and pave the way for a brighter future, but... If I cannot do so much as encourage a small classroom to better themselves..."

The burden of expectation never got any lighter, even when nobody else was placing it on him. It was a wonder he hadn't exploded yet, really.
forgetbeam: (pic#6416143)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-12-11 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, poor, naive Sonny. It was good to have hope and faith in people, but sometimes there was such a thing as having too much. What did he see in this school - what did he see in Kiyotaka that he himself couldn't?

"I couldn't... do any good there. And this place feels like a lost cause sometimes. I haven't given up! I could never do that. It's just that the people here have little to no regard for their peers or their futures. The faculty, who should be role models, tend to be the worst offenders!"
forgetbeam: (pic#6482882)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-12-18 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Kiyotaka was very much in the camp of "pretend Ziio's gifts did not happen and hope nobody found a chance to make use of them." At least if Sonny brought it up he would concede that the class was actually a useful one in the grand scheme of things, as humiliating as it was to attend.

"All right, that's two." This is the part where someone more sane might have gone hey, you're right, I'll stop focusing on the negatives and be happy for this much. But Kiyotaka believed in extremes, and he had worked too damn hard for most of his life to facilitate the ideal school environment. There wasn't any way he was going to settle for that little.

"The bad teachers far outweigh the good responsible ones! We've had teachers try to take over the school or the entire city, or even try to kill students, and they're still allowed to work here! Does that seem right to you?"

He was already plenty worked up before he said it, but now he just had to activate the beam sword and make a practice swing at thin air.
forgetbeam: (Delinquents...!!)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-12-29 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is that true? ...It feels more like those who are truly good suffer most, while the evil do as they please with no consequence!" He swung the blade again with more resolution. "It feels like there's no justice here at all."

He grit his teeth, each swing getting more and more intense, as though there really was some kind of opponent in front of him only he could see. But instead of matching it blade for blade, he was just trying to strike it down, tear it apart, destroy it as harshly as possible.

"If we don't do something to change that, things are going to get worse! I've seen what kinds of things can happen... I don't know what can be done, but shrugging and saying that what little good there is is good enough is completely useless!"

There he was, getting way too worked up again. It didn't take much, did it.