[ hina's left staring at this stranger for a solid second. tsuchintan? who is this? he can sort of tell this is his house, maybe--there's a coat hanging on the door that's his size, and the shoes near it look his size too, and there's a distinctly rabbit motif to a lot of the decorations that feels sort of right, but... there's another person here.
and hina has no idea who it is.
the anxiety ratchets up again, rattling a little around in his currently awfully empty head. this could be his chance to knock someone else off of his list and finish his task. he's so close to getting it done, now, but trying to force his voice out of his throat is downright impossible on first try, and he ends up just...shuffling into the kitchen to follow him, keeping his head down but still trying to catch looks at this stranger. he has so many piercings... did he really make friends with someone like this...? does he even have friends?
he ends up sort of. hovering a little, standing back and keeping his fingers gently laced together at his waist, fingertips rubbing at his own knuckles as he stays otherwise perfectly still, staring at this... very loud person. maybe he knows who he is... ]
[it's not unusual for leo to sing a bit while he does thing in the kitchen -- it's a habit he's never been able to break -- but it jerks to a stop when he turns and nazuna's just standing there so quiet, hand going to his chest to stop his heart from pounding so hard.]
What is this, a horror flick?! I told you to sit down, didn't I?
[he huffs, taking nazuna's hand and getting him a chair to sit on if he wants to be in the kitchen so badly, before glancing at the water he's boiling and sitting down on the ground at nazuna's feet, crossing his arms on his lap.]
What's wrong? Usually you'd be all... "Unyan!" or whatever. Was your trip fun? I sort of wanna go too, my feet are itching to leave~. But I wanted to see you again for some reason.
[because nazuna's warm and kind and so very nice. he wants the attention on him.]
[ oh. it startles him when leo stops singing, and he stares at him with big, round eyes, a little surprised and also reaching up to clutch at his own chest. jumpy... not that he's not jumpy, either, but... either way, he lets leo take his hand and follows him quietly, watches him get close.
his cheeks color, though it's unintentional, and he gets a feeling of warmth. he definitely knows this person, somehow, he just doesn't know why, or how, or even really who he is. would he be all 'unyan!' (what does that even mean.) his hands hover for a second, coming up uselessly from his sides, before he reaches up to gently touch the side of leo's head, small fingers gentle.
he wants to scream, a little. hina wants to yell, i don't know who i am, i need help, i'm supposed to sing to you but i can't, help me, help me--but nothing comes out. he just makes a little noise, a soft, musical-- ] ♫ [ that sounds a little distressed. hina doesn't know how to answer any of his questions, so why would he even help a dumb, lost little doll like him...? ]
[... this is far too weird. not being able to say nazuna's name, how nazuna's acting... the soft, musical note of distress. he leans his head into the touch, one hand leaving nazuna's lap to grasp the other's.
what does he do..? hm.]
I'm calling you "nihihi" for right now, okay? Because I can't say your name for some reason and it's weird, and you laugh like that. Nihihi. It's super cute. So, Nihihi, seems like you're not talking to me for some reason..? You're not mad at me, but you look a little lost? Did you hit your head?
[it's gently asked, because leo's got something of a mother hen mode himself being a doting older brother too, hand warm against the back of nazuna's.]
[ nihihi... that feels a little familiar, somehow, too? he can't put his fingers on why, really, but hina has mostly given up on trying to find things that don't feel that way.
he didn't hit his head, no... he shakes his, a soft "mm-mm", then finds leo's hand, again, underneath his. pulling it down, he writes the characters for "hi-na" in his hand with his fingertip, trying to go as slowly as possible.
maybe leo will understand... that was the name the witch gave him. there was a witch, he remembers that much, and she...she took something important from him, and he has to get it back. ]
Hina..? Do you want me to call you that? Oh, wait--
[nazuna always has writing stuff here. he works with kids, he's a teacher sort of person, of course he's got things to write with and on. leo's leaving to steal some of that right now, coming back with a notebook nazuna probably uses to keep his study notes in and a pen, flipping through to a clean page and sitting down again, gently putting the pen in nazuna's hand.]
If you won't talk to me, you'll still write to me, right? C'mon, I'm not psychic, even if I've fooled my Tsuka-tan into thinking so.
!!!! [ hina lets out another musical noise, practically a chirp in its brightness. leo's a genius! that heavy, anxiety laden feeling of "don't, don't do it" doesn't seem to apply when he takes the pen (blue, with a rabbit topper on it) and clicks it, smoothing out the notebook on his lap before he starts to write.
...how to explain this, though? ]
I can't remember anything. I went to Bosuma, and I met a witch. She said to remember I had to do something for her.
wow, that's a thing. leo watches nazuna, then reaches up to tuck some stray hair behind his ear.]
I'm your very best friend Leo Tsukinaga. You call me Leochin. We made out once and it was fun. Uh... So is this like that movie about the mermaid? Did you trade your memories for something? Did she take away your voice too? No, wait, you wouldn't be able to make noises at all then, right?
It doesn't, though. Your voice is really pretty Nihihina. I love it. I wanna sing with you more, honestly, but it's really hard to get you to do that.
[but music is important to them both in different ways, and leo hates the look on nazuna's face. so he'll stand up and take the notebook away, grabbing nazuna's hands and pulling him out of the seat.]
But if it's what you need to do, then we'll sing together! Come on, it'll be fun~. And you can't refuse me right now anyway, I've trapped your hands, wahahaha!
[he's a genius. he's also going to be singing one of those silly songs kindergarten teachers make up for their kids, taking it Very Serious for extra comedic effect; this usually gets nazuna to smile, at the very least.]
--! [ the notebook getting taken away from him makes hina make a surprised, distressed noise, and then, suddenly, he's getting pulled up to his feet by his hands. his cheeks flare bright red, and he looks awfully startled, wide eyed and flustered.
yeah, he's definitely caught. he's singing something kind of--cute? it's really cute, and it feels really familiar, makes something in hina's chest ache with warmth. leo is trying really, really hard, and though hina just stares at him for a minute, mouth still closed and mostly expressionless, there's just a crack in it.
he starts to smile, just a little, and then--he giggles, a tiny, musical little laugh. ]
[there-- there's it, that's his nazuna. leo moves closer and wraps his arms around nazuna's waist, dancing around the kitchen area a bit as he continues his song; it's become a medley of silly songs that bleed into the next, sometimes nonsensically.
when there's a lull, though, leo'll grin brightly at him and encourage him to join.]
Come on, come on! It's okay if you don't remember the lyrics, because that's all on me, but you've got the music in your head now, right? They're simple and repetitive for the kids you teach ♪ Catchy too!
[ close, he's so close! it doesn't feel all that unnatural, though--like being led in an actual dance?--and hina lifts his arms up to rest them on leo's shoulders. he keeps laughing, at the songs, which all sound ridiculous and don't blend together at all, but it's--it's kind of fun.
that grin makes him fluster a little, though, and his gaze flicks away, the laughter fading as the nerves start up again, anxious and unhappy. he can't just--it isn't that easy. he's already picked up on the lyrics, because things like "wash your ha~nds" aren't hard to remember, but he shakes his head anyway, ducking forward to rest his forehead against leo's shoulder.
[maybe if they dance enough, maybe if he sings enough, he'll get nazuna to be comfortable enough for even a note. he wants to hear him laugh again anyway--
but before he can do any more, there's a sizzling sound as some of the water boils over onto the stove and leo gasps, looking over at it unhappily.]
Dammit~! Stupid things, always getting in the way of my songs! Let's have tea, it's supposed to help with exhaustion, I'll give you your notebook back too... I probably shouldn't be dancing around anyway.
[and it'll give nazuna a moment to breathe, too. he's not moving away immediately, always enjoying having nazuna in his arms, but he will eventually to steep their tea.]
[ the sizzling startles hina, too--he makes a little noise, surprised, and jumps back, hands immediately lifting up and off of him. ah, the tea... he had totally forgotten.
he's the one to move away, taking a step backwards and folding his hands again. his heartbeat has sped up again in his chest, nervously fluttering against his ribcage. all he has to do is sing, and leo--he wanted to hear it.
he watches him fiddle with the tea kettle, for a moment, watches his back. and then, in a moment of decision, he pushes forward and reaches out to grab the bottom of his shirt, so he can't properly turn back around, so he can't look at him. it's going to be ugly, his voice is so broken and sad, but, softly, he opens his mouth and sings the last line of the song they were singing.
his voice does crack. twice, actually, but otherwise, it's not nearly as bad as hina thinks it's going to be. he keeps his eyes closed, squeezed tightly shut, and keeps singing. ] ...♫
[leo's hands still and he's glad he's turned off the stove, it'd be bad to be burned here, but he stills and listens to the soft voice he likes so much, the cracking he's fond of, then starts to sing again too, quiet to uplift nazuna's own, not turning around as he starts his task up again.
this is the most domestic thing he's done with anyone since he stopped dating, and it wigs at his heart in the weirdest way; the only thing that's keeping him from running off or destroying the fragile mood is the fact that "help nazuna" comes first.
so leo will stand here and sing softly with him, keeping to nazuna's silent condition and reaching back with his hand to hold his friend's.] ♪~♪, ♪
[ slowly, very slowly, hina starts to relax, just a little. he still sounds so nervous, tongue tripping over words every now and then: he stops, starts, stops and starts again. it's in no way refined or beautiful, not like it should be. why are these the only things he remembers? this terrible feeling of anxiety that's been weighing on him every time he opens his mouth, pushing down harder and harder on his shoulders with every note--
focus. he doesn't know how long he has to sing, but hina's hand curls tight in leo's, until he's squeezing, until he finishes the song.
and maybe, impossibly, he feels just a little, little bit lighter after, like some weight has been lifted off of him.
[the song ends and leo lets it linger on his tongue a little longer, taking his hand away briefly to actually pour the steeped tea and set the two cups aside, turning his head to look back at nazuna.]
Beautiful as always, Nazu~. If I had a band again, I'd want you in on it! We'd have to fit you more to my style, but I think you could pull it off~. Well, I won't pitch it to you now, but later, later! Singing with you now is just fun ♪
[ beautiful... hina has the feeling no one's ever called his singing that before. not that he can really remember, now, but it still brings up the heat of a blush to his face, and he shakes his head, though, maybe he looks a little pleased.
hina makes grabbing hands for the notebook when leo shifts away, pulling it off of the table and flipping to a new page, scribbling something down. he then turns it over so leo can see. ]
Thank you. U(⁎˃ᆺ˂)U
[ he even drew the little rabbit face. ]
I have to find three more people to get my memories back, still. Can you tell me anything about me? It might help
Um~. You're an RA here. Which is like, the dorm momma. You check in on people and you're super friendly, kind, and overbearing. A good niichan. Which is what you ask everyone younger than you to call you, since you wanna be relied on.
[... he thinks that's why? yeah. sounds right. he pushes the tea to nazu and leans against the counter, tilting his head.]
You have a rabbit named Tsuchin and he's the most wonderful, cuddly thing-- Oh, hold on, hold on! Tsuchin-tan might help!
[ hm... it sounds like maybe, he's a good person. maybe a little? it's reassuring, somehow... the angry way the silver haired boy had looked at him earlier made him think otherwise. niichan brings a little smile to his face, and he starts to write on his notebook again, then stops.
a rabbit? curiosity piqued, he trails after leo, and lights up like a child in the candy store when the ever squirmy rabbit is brought over towards him. he kicks around in leo's hands the minute he spots hina, trying to get free, and hina reaches out to try and put his hand on the bunny's soft, brown head.
[leo's gonna adjust his hold so tsuchin isn't in danger of falling any, letting nazuna pet him for a bit before carefully maneuvering nazuna's arms to hold the rabbit himself. there. maybe muscle memory will help out.]
Tsuchin-tan, your owner here is in a biiit of trouble! He can't remember anything, not even his own name! And he won't talk! Well, he says he can't, but he can sing, so that's good enough. Heal him with your fuzzy beans ♪
[ tsuchin's fuzzy beans should be magical, after all. hina looks like a kid in a candy store as he takes the rabbit in his arms--affectionate as ever, tsuchin mashes his face into his, and hina folds over him immediately, squeezing just a little bit as he hugs him close.
he makes a happy noise, just like tsuchin, who snuffles happily and mushes his face in him, but... there's no memories that come from it, even with tsuchin wriggling and trying to get as close to his owner as rabbit-ly possible.
eventually, hina pulls his head up and shakes his head. no, nothing... but, for what it's worth, he seems a lot happier than he did five minutes ago. ]
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and hina has no idea who it is.
the anxiety ratchets up again, rattling a little around in his currently awfully empty head. this could be his chance to knock someone else off of his list and finish his task. he's so close to getting it done, now, but trying to force his voice out of his throat is downright impossible on first try, and he ends up just...shuffling into the kitchen to follow him, keeping his head down but still trying to catch looks at this stranger. he has so many piercings... did he really make friends with someone like this...? does he even have friends?
he ends up sort of. hovering a little, standing back and keeping his fingers gently laced together at his waist, fingertips rubbing at his own knuckles as he stays otherwise perfectly still, staring at this... very loud person. maybe he knows who he is... ]
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What is this, a horror flick?! I told you to sit down, didn't I?
[he huffs, taking nazuna's hand and getting him a chair to sit on if he wants to be in the kitchen so badly, before glancing at the water he's boiling and sitting down on the ground at nazuna's feet, crossing his arms on his lap.]
What's wrong? Usually you'd be all... "Unyan!" or whatever. Was your trip fun? I sort of wanna go too, my feet are itching to leave~. But I wanted to see you again for some reason.
[because nazuna's warm and kind and so very nice. he wants the attention on him.]
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his cheeks color, though it's unintentional, and he gets a feeling of warmth. he definitely knows this person, somehow, he just doesn't know why, or how, or even really who he is. would he be all 'unyan!' (what does that even mean.) his hands hover for a second, coming up uselessly from his sides, before he reaches up to gently touch the side of leo's head, small fingers gentle.
he wants to scream, a little. hina wants to yell, i don't know who i am, i need help, i'm supposed to sing to you but i can't, help me, help me--but nothing comes out. he just makes a little noise, a soft, musical-- ] ♫ [ that sounds a little distressed. hina doesn't know how to answer any of his questions, so why would he even help a dumb, lost little doll like him...? ]
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what does he do..? hm.]
I'm calling you "nihihi" for right now, okay? Because I can't say your name for some reason and it's weird, and you laugh like that. Nihihi. It's super cute. So, Nihihi, seems like you're not talking to me for some reason..? You're not mad at me, but you look a little lost? Did you hit your head?
[it's gently asked, because leo's got something of a mother hen mode himself being a doting older brother too, hand warm against the back of nazuna's.]
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he didn't hit his head, no... he shakes his, a soft "mm-mm", then finds leo's hand, again, underneath his. pulling it down, he writes the characters for "hi-na" in his hand with his fingertip, trying to go as slowly as possible.
maybe leo will understand... that was the name the witch gave him. there was a witch, he remembers that much, and she...she took something important from him, and he has to get it back. ]
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Hina..? Do you want me to call you that? Oh, wait--
[nazuna always has writing stuff here. he works with kids, he's a teacher sort of person, of course he's got things to write with and on. leo's leaving to steal some of that right now, coming back with a notebook nazuna probably uses to keep his study notes in and a pen, flipping through to a clean page and sitting down again, gently putting the pen in nazuna's hand.]
If you won't talk to me, you'll still write to me, right? C'mon, I'm not psychic, even if I've fooled my Tsuka-tan into thinking so.
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...how to explain this, though? ]
I can't remember anything.
I went to Bosuma, and I met a witch.
She said to remember I had to do something for her.
I don't know who I am. Who are you?
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[oh.
wow, that's a thing. leo watches nazuna, then reaches up to tuck some stray hair behind his ear.]
I'm your very best friend Leo Tsukinaga. You call me Leochin. We made out once and it was fun. Uh... So is this like that movie about the mermaid? Did you trade your memories for something? Did she take away your voice too? No, wait, you wouldn't be able to make noises at all then, right?
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[ BUT luckily he doesn't, so. there's a little more scritching. ]
I can't talk. [ he dots the period at the end of the sentence with a little finality. ] It doesn't sound okay.
I didn't trade anything, either. I don't think I did.
She wants me to
[ he stops, gaze flicking up to leo, a little nervously. ]
sing. For five people.
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leo reads it over and tilts his head. doesn't sound okay? like, he's nervous? or is his voice weird? hm.]
Sounds easy and fun, even if you don't like doing it in the first place. Have you managed it any?
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[ with kuro, who he didn't recognize, but who was so kind. ]
I don't like singing. My voice sounds bad. I know it does.
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[but music is important to them both in different ways, and leo hates the look on nazuna's face. so he'll stand up and take the notebook away, grabbing nazuna's hands and pulling him out of the seat.]
But if it's what you need to do, then we'll sing together! Come on, it'll be fun~. And you can't refuse me right now anyway, I've trapped your hands, wahahaha!
[he's a genius. he's also going to be singing one of those silly songs kindergarten teachers make up for their kids, taking it Very Serious for extra comedic effect; this usually gets nazuna to smile, at the very least.]
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yeah, he's definitely caught. he's singing something kind of--cute? it's really cute, and it feels really familiar, makes something in hina's chest ache with warmth. leo is trying really, really hard, and though hina just stares at him for a minute, mouth still closed and mostly expressionless, there's just a crack in it.
he starts to smile, just a little, and then--he giggles, a tiny, musical little laugh. ]
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when there's a lull, though, leo'll grin brightly at him and encourage him to join.]
Come on, come on! It's okay if you don't remember the lyrics, because that's all on me, but you've got the music in your head now, right? They're simple and repetitive for the kids you teach ♪ Catchy too!
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that grin makes him fluster a little, though, and his gaze flicks away, the laughter fading as the nerves start up again, anxious and unhappy. he can't just--it isn't that easy. he's already picked up on the lyrics, because things like "wash your ha~nds" aren't hard to remember, but he shakes his head anyway, ducking forward to rest his forehead against leo's shoulder.
he can't. he can't. ]
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[maybe if they dance enough, maybe if he sings enough, he'll get nazuna to be comfortable enough for even a note. he wants to hear him laugh again anyway--
but before he can do any more, there's a sizzling sound as some of the water boils over onto the stove and leo gasps, looking over at it unhappily.]
Dammit~! Stupid things, always getting in the way of my songs! Let's have tea, it's supposed to help with exhaustion, I'll give you your notebook back too... I probably shouldn't be dancing around anyway.
[and it'll give nazuna a moment to breathe, too. he's not moving away immediately, always enjoying having nazuna in his arms, but he will eventually to steep their tea.]
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he's the one to move away, taking a step backwards and folding his hands again. his heartbeat has sped up again in his chest, nervously fluttering against his ribcage. all he has to do is sing, and leo--he wanted to hear it.
he watches him fiddle with the tea kettle, for a moment, watches his back. and then, in a moment of decision, he pushes forward and reaches out to grab the bottom of his shirt, so he can't properly turn back around, so he can't look at him. it's going to be ugly, his voice is so broken and sad, but, softly, he opens his mouth and sings the last line of the song they were singing.
his voice does crack. twice, actually, but otherwise, it's not nearly as bad as hina thinks it's going to be. he keeps his eyes closed, squeezed tightly shut, and keeps singing. ] ...♫
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this is the most domestic thing he's done with anyone since he stopped dating, and it wigs at his heart in the weirdest way; the only thing that's keeping him from running off or destroying the fragile mood is the fact that "help nazuna" comes first.
so leo will stand here and sing softly with him, keeping to nazuna's silent condition and reaching back with his hand to hold his friend's.] ♪~♪, ♪
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focus. he doesn't know how long he has to sing, but hina's hand curls tight in leo's, until he's squeezing, until he finishes the song.
and maybe, impossibly, he feels just a little, little bit lighter after, like some weight has been lifted off of him.
three more to go. ]
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Beautiful as always, Nazu~. If I had a band again, I'd want you in on it! We'd have to fit you more to my style, but I think you could pull it off~. Well, I won't pitch it to you now, but later, later! Singing with you now is just fun ♪
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hina makes grabbing hands for the notebook when leo shifts away, pulling it off of the table and flipping to a new page, scribbling something down. he then turns it over so leo can see. ]
Thank you. U(⁎˃ᆺ˂)U
[ he even drew the little rabbit face. ]
I have to find three more people to get my memories back, still.
Can you tell me anything about me? It might help
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Um~. You're an RA here. Which is like, the dorm momma. You check in on people and you're super friendly, kind, and overbearing. A good niichan. Which is what you ask everyone younger than you to call you, since you wanna be relied on.
[... he thinks that's why? yeah. sounds right. he pushes the tea to nazu and leans against the counter, tilting his head.]
You have a rabbit named Tsuchin and he's the most wonderful, cuddly thing-- Oh, hold on, hold on! Tsuchin-tan might help!
[dash dash off, he's gonna steal away tsuchin for nazuna ♪]
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a rabbit? curiosity piqued, he trails after leo, and lights up like a child in the candy store when the ever squirmy rabbit is brought over towards him. he kicks around in leo's hands the minute he spots hina, trying to get free, and hina reaches out to try and put his hand on the bunny's soft, brown head.
he makes a little noise, melodic. happy. ] !
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Tsuchin-tan, your owner here is in a biiit of trouble! He can't remember anything, not even his own name! And he won't talk! Well, he says he can't, but he can sing, so that's good enough. Heal him with your fuzzy beans ♪
[what a big job for a rabbit.]
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he makes a happy noise, just like tsuchin, who snuffles happily and mushes his face in him, but... there's no memories that come from it, even with tsuchin wriggling and trying to get as close to his owner as rabbit-ly possible.
eventually, hina pulls his head up and shakes his head. no, nothing... but, for what it's worth, he seems a lot happier than he did five minutes ago. ]
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