Akira Fudo - π―πππππππ
@DevilofHumanity
α΄‘Ιͺα΄Κ α΄Κα΄ α΄α΄α΄‘α΄Κκ± α΄κ° α΄ α΄ α΄α΄α΄Ι΄ Κα΄α΄ α΄Κα΄ Κα΄α΄Κα΄ α΄κ° α΄ Κα΄α΄α΄Ι΄, α΄α΄ΙͺΚα΄ κ°α΄α΄ α΄ κ±α΄‘α΄α΄Κκ± α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄α΄α΄α΄α΄ ΚΙͺκ± κ°α΄Κα΄α΄Κ α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄ α΄Ι’α΄ΙͺΙ΄κ±α΄ α΄Κα΄ α΄ α΄α΄α΄Ι΄κ± α΄Κα΄α΄ κ±α΄α΄α΄ α΄α΄ α΄ α΄κ±α΄Κα΄Κ Κα΄α΄α΄Ι΄Ιͺα΄Κ.
"Hmm I suppose... Do you believe in that sort of thing?" Akira asks while raising a brow.
βAre you asking if I believe in it?β He asked for clarification.
There stood a familiar face. Akira Fudo. He hasn't been back to school since the first day they met. He sort of just vanished. "Yo! I thought I'd find you here! Nice!" He had 2 antenna sticking out of his head. He used them to track her ki.
γ €γ €β Ugh-. β A scoff exited from her lips as she protested. She knew it was too good to be true. Reluctantly, she stomped her way towards the entrance to open the door.
"How do I go about explaining it... Are you familiar with the supernatural?"
βInteresting? In what way?β He asked, curiously.
"There ya go. I guess I'm not that forgettable of a guy after all. I was in pretty bad shape too. Though leaving me there ended up working out just fine, as you can see." He raises up both arms, revealing that he recovered from his dismemberment.
ββThe woman looked confused for a moment, but after further thought where and when they met and gained the memories back.ββ "Ah, I remember now...I was bathing before you stumbled there.."
The moment their hands met, Akira's eyes narrowed a bit. After the handshake, he lets out a sigh. He seemed to be relieved about something. "You seem to be quite the interesting fellow, Shuichi. Sorry if I'm coming off weird. I've got a thing for reading people sometimes..."
βThe pleasureβs mine!β He said, shaking the otherβs hand.
"Shuichi, huh? Not bad. I'm Akira Fudo. Nice to meet you." Akira says, offering a handshake. Once they made contact, it would confirm all of his suspicions.
He gave a nod. βMay I get your name?β He gave a polite bow. βMy name is Shuichi, Shuichi Minamino!β He introduced himself.
"Just watching. Believe it or not, I use to be into gardening. Used to water the school plants every morning." He says while casually approaching him. He was getting a feel for Kurama's character since he already had an idea of 'what' he is.
βIs there something I can help you with?β The redhead asked, approaching. He stopped a few paces from the other, emerald hues studying him with a mix of curiosity and wariness.
"Yo." Akira replies while watching him. Someone as rough looking as Akira couldn't be interested in something like gardening. He had to be there for another reason. This was half true.
In the midst of repotting plants, he suddenly felt as if he were being watched, looking up, he spotted the reader and offered a polite smile. βHello!β He greeted, straightening his posture.
That's until an unexpected visitor comes ringing her door bell.
Finally, some peace and quiet in the house.
"It was a while ago. I remember you giving me a sour reaction for "intruding" on some island you claimed. You gotta remember a bleeding man with missing limbs stumbling about." She seemed to be as stern as ever. She may have forgotten him but he definitely remembered her.
ββThe woman glances at him, those sapphire eyes giving the same cold stare behind that unreadable expression. Yet, she's having a hard time trying to remember this person.ββ "I don't remember crossing paths with you....but my whereabouts is no one's concern.."
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He'd best be careful. His kind is being hunted by one of his own.
Heβs feeling bored and is considering mischief to keep himself entertained.
"You crying bitch."
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"I primarily operate at night, but I ain't above transforming in broad daylight."
