[Log] Hiyoshi and Gakuto

[mgakuto]

Who: Gakuto and Hiyoshi
When: 21st June- Night
Where: Lowest level
What: Hiyoshi is a jerk and Gakuto is totally not scared

Gakuto could not sleep. He had foolishly started reading the book Hiyoshi left for him, and he was really starting to regret it. Since he was awake anyway, he was in his lab, just tinkering around for the most part. In the blink of an eye, he realized it was very late, and he was finally starting to flag, energy-wise. Locking up the lab, he made his way down the hall, cursing the artificial day/night cycle.

Hiyoshi had been relieved of his night shifts so he could get his sleep back on schedule in time for the upcoming mission, but besides resting himself properly he didn't have much to do but wait. And as much as he tried to hide it? Hiyoshi was incredibly keyed-up with tense nervous energy in anticipation of his first real mission. The gym had been helpful so far at keeping it at bay and that was exactly where he planned to go now that he had dropped off a meal for Uion, when down the hallway he spotted a familiar head of red hair. Walking alone. In the dim lights of 'night time'.

...He shouldn't. Gakuto had finally started using his proper name after all. But it was so tempting, and he found himself trailing after Gakuto in the dark, footsteps as soft as he can make them, wondering just how long he can go without being noticed.

Gakuto had a spray bottle tight in his hands as he walked. Truth be told, this place gave him the creeps, and since he was alone, he didn’t have to hide it. He was muttering to himself… something along the lines of “Ghosts don’t exist” to try to make himself feel better. It wasn’t really working.

“That stupid book…why did I read that stupid fucking book!” He moaned. Additionally, why did the chemlab have to be on the bottom floor?

For a second Hiyoshi thought he’d been caught, and he darted behind an outcropping on the wall as best he could. But then the words registered, and a big, stupid grin spread across his face. Gakuto had actually read the book. He wasn’t sure if it was going to work, but by the sounds of it, it absolutely had. 

In a sort of mad genius moment, a plan hatched all at once in Hiyoshi’s head. Slowly and silently he backed away until he was sure he was out of Gakuto’s sight. Then– and this part of the plan would decide whether he could pull it off or not– taking a clipboard from where it was hanging on the wall, he threw it to the ground with the loudest clatter he could manage, before sprinting off away from the noise and from Gakuto.

The shriek that left Gakuto’s throat was shrill and sharp, and a string of profanities followed it. “Oh fuck, oh no, not happening, not fucking happening!” He looked around, trying to find the source of the noise. He was spraying the air, spinning around wildly. “C’mon Fucker, I can take you!!”

Gakuto’s hollering let Hiyoshi know that his diversion had worked just like he wanted it to. If he was lucky Gakuto would go search out the noise and buy him more time, but at very least the loud swearing let Hiyoshi know exactly where Gakuto was, allowing him to sneak around the long way and make it to the elevator before Gakuto did. Now, step two– pulling out a crumpled piece of paper he writes out a protection seal the best he can from memory, and sticks the corner of the paper between the elevator doors so it was visible at eye-level. Perfect.

(Wait. This guy was like five feet tall, eye-level should be lower. Hiyoshi adjusted the paper. NOW it was perfect. Still smirking to himself, he exits via the stairs.)

Gakuto spent a few more moments spraying the air and yelling before huffing and heading to the elevator. He stopped cold in his tracks when he saw the protection seal. "Okay. Not taking the elevator. Fuck that. Fuck that."

He ran for the stairs, shaking like a leaf. 

And where did Hiyoshi go you may ask? He went straight for the gym, where he spent a few incredibly difficult minutes trying to wipe the shit-eating grin off his face. When he’s pretty sure he can control himself again, he exited the gym into the lounge… which, of course, is exactly where he’s been this entire time. Honest.

Gakuto made it into the blissfully well-lit lounge and sat down, taking a deep breath. When he saw Hiyoshi he growled and stomped over to him. "I'm onto you!" He actually wasn’t.  He just needed someone to be mad at.

Hiyoshi did his best to look politely confused. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Gakuto-san.”

Gakuto bristled, but he looked around. It did look like Hiyoshi had just come from the gym. He did see him leaving there… and there was no elevator from where Gakuto was to the inside of the gym. “...Did you put a seal on the elevator door…?”

“No. Is it out of order?” Hiyoshi cast a curious glance in the direction of the elevator for show. “Just take the stairs, engineering is busy right now.”

“No, not like, it’s probably working…” Gakuto stole another glance at the elevator. “Like, a seal to ward off spirits… There was one on the doors downstairs…” He shot another glare at Hiyoshi. “I swear to God if you are fucking with me, I will find a way to make your life a living hell.” He was itchy from being scared. “But I have to admit you weren’t down there when the noise happened…”

“A noise?” Hiyoshi was fucking dying inside. He was trying to look surprised and curious, but it was incredibly hard to keep his face straight when all he wanted to do was grin like a turd. 

“Yeah! A fucking loud clatter!” Gakuto yelled. “Who is supposed to be down there at this hour? Because I’m going to fucking kill whoever it is!”

“Maybe it was security. There’s lots of people on the base, it could have been anyone.” Hiyoshi shrugged. He was playing pretty hard into the ‘logical explanation’ angle– which, if he was lucky, would only make Gakuto more paranoid. “You should get a flashlight if you’re so afraid of the dark.” The verbal jab was just for funsies.

Gakuto’s glare sharpened and he jabbed Hiyoshi in the chest with a finger. “I’m not afraid! It’s just, you know… I don’t know how safe this place is. Maybe it was a sandworm or something.” He crossed his arms. “Why the hell are you at the gym at this hour, anyway? Like, go to bed or something, you Weirdo.”

Gakuto’s posturing was so funny in person coming from his small frame, and Hiyoshi couldn’t help but smirk. A sandworm. Please. “I was just doing that, Gakuto-san. Maybe you should too. It’ll help with the hallucinations.”

“I’m not fucking hallucinating!” Gakuto shouted. “Come down to the basement with me, I’ll show you!” He demanded, grabbed Hiyoshi by the arm and attempted to pull him to the stairs. “I’ll show you the seal!”

“I have things to do, you know.” But Hiyoshi allowed himself to be pulled anyway, all the way down the stairs and to the elevator where his seal was still hanging. Reaction-wise, he decides to go with ‘not impressed’. “Is this what you were talking about?”

“Yeah! Did you fucking do that to scare me?” Gakuto had read that stupid book. He knew about the seals now. “What is it supposed to do?” He hated how blase Hiyoshi was about this whole thing. “If you seriously think this is gonna make me piss myself, you got another thing coming!”

Hiyoshi pretends to examine the seal closely. A good person, in this situation, might try to talk Gakuto down, remind him that ghosts and magic are fake, that sort of thing. So Hiyoshi of course went with, “It’s written on loose-leaf paper. I bet it doesn’t even work,” and ripped the thing down. Well if the seal WAS doing anything, it sure wasn’t now! 

There was a strangled sort of sound that pulled itself from the back of Gakuto’s throat. “Why did you do that?!” He hissed. “What if there’s something in the elevator?!” Yeah, reason was gone, along with the sheet of paper. “Put it back!”

The paper wasn’t going back, Gakuto. And to make things worse, Hiyoshi looked Gakuto dead in the eye and pressed the elevator call button, opening the doors right then and there.

Gakuto screamed, pushing Hiyoshi into the open elevator and then backing up. It was probably fine. Probably, right? He wasn’t about to watch Hiyoshi get mauled by a ghost…right?

The elevator, of course, was completely empty save Hiyoshi, who was now laughing. “There’s nothing here, Gakuto-san. Your screams scared it away.”

Gakuto was stewing at this point because now he knew Hiyoshi was fucking with him. “Fuck you, Hiyokko! I’ll get you back for this!” He grabbed his water bottle and started spraying the hell out of Hiyoshi. “You fucking jerk, stupid, asshole!”

Even soaking wet, Hiyoshi couldn’t stop laughing. He hit the inside elevator button to make his escape, satisfied that even though this was precious time he could have spent in the gym, it was so completely worth it.