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Who: Takuro and Itsuki
Where: Their apartment initially.
What: Just hanging out.
When: After Iwata's lesson in the old school building, night time.

So the lights were on when Takuro came home. He'd open the door and instantly smell Itsuki's cooking heavy in the air. The noise of boiling oil and clatter of pot lids as water threatened to spill out came from their kitchen.

The snake was nowhere in sight.

There were drinks and cutlery on the table for them, as well as chopsticks. Unless Itsuki was waiting for a guest, Takuro's glass was already filled for him. Their old, small TV was on, as an interview with some novel writer who had started a horrible new trend of werewolf-alien romance that refused to die was making small talk with an interviewer.

"Welcome home, Takuro-kun~" Itsuki chimed from the kitchen.

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There was a bright blush on Itsuki's cheeks at being called a friend. Perhaps, more worryingly, on 'partners in crime.' He laughed sheepishly while flipping the food. "W-well, yes... I'm curious about that, too. Oh, but please don't summon that loud horse again. I made dinner so we could both relax. I'd rather nobody came out of the pot until the noodles are done."

He paused. "So, what sort of thing do you like? I know we joke about you being president of the drama club, and I know you're in soccer too."

"We haven't done this yet?" Takuro settled himself back against the counter. "Yeah, I'm in drama and soccer, but that's it for clubs. Maybe we should start an occult club for all the the magic-users... I guess magic is going to be a pretty big 'hobby' for us now, huh?"

Takuro crossed his arms. "I know you're a wood sculptor, obviously. You've mentioned basketball before, but I don't know if you're on the team at school or not. What else?"

"Oh, um, I didn't make the school team. They felt I would bring them down, and were very vocal about it to the P.E teacher," Itsuki said, turning off the stove. "I like basketball, but I'd never had anyone to play with before, so... guess they do have a point."

He began to serve up. A noodle soup and some fried chicken with steamed vegetables and cream.

"Well, I like plants a lot too... I really wish we could have a bigger garden, but, you know, tiny apartment. And ooh-- occult club! That's a nice idea."

"Oh, yeah, plants. You know my other element, right? Once I learn a little more you're going to be drowning in plants, figuratively. Unless you start carving them all up..."

Takuro's smile died. "...I know some of the people on the basketball team, Itsuki-kun. They're assholes. You're too nice to have to play with those guys." He shrugged. "I know it's not the same, but I'm happy to play with you whenever. I'm not very good, though."

He smiled brightly. "Oh that sounds wonderful! You know, maybe we should go plant shopping some day. There's some stores a bit south of the Scarlet Road, I heard. And I think they also sell things at the greenhouse near Kochi Jinja park. Not that... I looked it up online or anything. Ahah..."

When Takuro spoke about the team, Itsuki was wide-eyed at his roommate coming to his defense. Almost in disbelief. "Really?" Itsuki he exclaimed, seeming surprised and moved. His smile had some childlike wonder, and so it was specially tragic when it faded away. "Ahh, well, but I'd hold you back..."

"What's gotten into you?" Takuro crossed his arms, feeling a little put out. "It would just be for fun. Like I said, I'm not very good. I don't plan on entering any compitions, but if I did, you'd be the one carrying the team."

He sighed, letting out some of the tension that was building in his shoulder. If there was a conflict between them... "Plant shopping sounds fun, though I'm not sure we have space in here for anything else. There are some cool-looking plants in the forest that would be interesting to have, and between us and magic it shouldn't be hard to keep them alive."

"Ah, nothing's gotten into me. It's just, well... I hear it a lot. 'You'd drag back the team' or the other clubs and all... Oh well. I still wanted to have my own club anyway..." he said, only to turn his attention to what Takuro said. "Ohh! You've been to the forest, Takuro-kun?"

"Yeah," Takuro said, a little self-conscious. "It's not that far away, and it's pretty relaxing. If you come with me sometime, I'll show you the best spots I've found so far."

However, there appeared to be no reason for self-consciousness. "Is that where you go at nights? I'd never bothered to ask. Gosh, that sounds nice... If I wasn't short on time for my sculptures, I'd totally go."

Apparently, Itsuki didn't have a problem with the idea of his friend doing nocturnal forest exploration.

"It's-- ahh, it sounds... adventurous, you know?" he said, cheerfully, putting down the food on the table. "I'd really like to go, unless you want to be alone there."

"Sometimes I do," Takuro agreed, "But most of the time it's just to relax a little, which I'd be more than happy to do with you. You make pretty good company. I'll warn you, though, it's not very exciting."

"Gosh, it sounds nice... Going to a forest, getting away from all your troubles like that. I mean, forests in hokkaido are cold. And, well, there's bears..." he blinked absent-mindedly while sitting down to eat, folding his legs under him. "Lots and lots of bears... Have you ever heard of the Sankebetsu bear incident?"

"Of course. I'm happy to report that I have come across zero bears so far."

Takuro rubbed tha back of his head. "It can get pretty cold though, so you should dress warm. I don't want you getting sick or anything."

"Ahaha. To think I was born in Hokkaido, but I hate the cold... I'll definitely wear a jacket!" he said, starting to eat. "Tell me if you like it."

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