[He's not talking about just any ordinary night. Most days, Sakamoto is too tired to do anything but cuddle, or he's working right up until he can't keep his eyes open anymore.
It's clear that they're together, now; that Zura may need him to provide certain pleasures and Sakamoto is willing to oblige. That being said, he's going to wait until his good friend initiates any of it, especially the first time.]
I won't be able to keep my hands off of ya. Don't get too embarrassed.
[ Oh. ... Oh. Katsura can only blink a few times, feeling his cheeks beginning to burn at such a statement. Look, he's already getting embarrassed and you haven't even done anything yet. He huffs some hot air past his lips and turns his face away, fiddling with his fingers. This entire situation was already embarrassing but he shouldn't feel embarrassed. They've done intimate and sexual things already, so why did he feel shy?
Maybe it's because Sakamoto was being so open and sincere about wanting him and that's just not a feeling he is accustomed to. ]
I don't get embarrassed—! [ says the man who blushes over like... idk... a nipple. ]
[ His voice hushes and he tips his head downward, giving Sakamoto an odd question. ]
A—Ah. [ It's taking him awhile to get it out, so another pause occurs before he continues: ]
Should.. my hair be pulled back or down? [ He lifts his gaze to meet Sakamoto's eyes, expression wearing it's typical tensed look, eyes focused, but his face was glowing red and stretching to the tips of his ears. For somebody typically so stubborn and set in his ways, it was an achievement for him to be curious about his appearance for somebody else. ]
I'd tie it up! You don't wanna to get caught in any of the heavy stuff.
[In reality, Sakamoto actually prefers Zura's hair when it's down.
Maybe this is a selfish request disguised as a practical one. If Zura ties his hair when they're at work and lets it loose when they retire to bed, Sakamoto will be the only one to see him that way.]
[ defensively: ] I am just asking your opinion on what you think might look best with your uniform! [ yes he is.. he is wondering in which way you prefer to see him but he can't just easily admit that, now can he? ]
What I suggested is practical, practical! Don't get me wrong- We want folks on the ship ta look clean. Presentable! In case any of our rich friends decide to just show up right outta the blue!
But vanity 'n all that- That's not what we're about. Tie yer hair up, it'll save ya a lotta trouble.
[And then, with a change of tone that is far gentler:]
You don't gotta dress up a certain way for anybody. The way you do your hair, or wear your clothes...
You'll only look good in what makes you happy. That's what I think.
[ Well. What makes him happy will be whatever you find him the nicest looking and the most appealing as.
But he can't just say that. Oh, heavens, no. ]
Ah. If people don't think I look good in however I choose to be... Their b*lls can shrivel up and rot, then. [ an alternate thing to say so his pride is protected, he guesses. ]
I like to show others how long and beautiful it is and make them envy for how straight it is— along with my morals, priorities [ hah ] and my back.
[ So.. that is a yes. He likes wearing it down. Katsura slides off of the bed and begins to make his way towards the bathroom, but takes his time, so he isn't quite there just yet. ]
[ Katsura pauses, watching Sakamoto for a moment as a very small smile eases on his usually stressed face. Out of seemingly no where, Sakamoto will feel his ankles being grabbed and slowly pulled towards the edge of the bed, stopping right before his butt can slide off of the mattress. This is his way of coaxing Sakamoto to get up and get along with his day.
His ankles are dropped, and Zura goes straight for his wrists, pulling up to his feet if he will allow him to. ]
—You share a similar drive, you realize. [ if he gets Sakamoto on his feet, he'll also reach over and brush a few pieces of hair off of Tatsuma's face, still wearing the same, weak smile. ]
Ah, but apparently that has nothing to do with getting out of bed in a timely manner. You're slacking.
[Zura will find that Sakamoto's body moves with very little resistance, as he's used to having his body tugged and tossed about. What he isn't used to, however, is the way Zura gently pulls him to his feet. It seems that, as long as he can remember, he's been pushed around in ways that have left him with many unpleasant aches.
The way Zura treats him is careful, kinder, and honestly? It's a little strange.
But wonderful, too.]
I guess you're right!
[His friend's smile is lovely, but a little too weak. As a result, Sakamoto leans to plant a brief kiss on Zura's lips. Closed mouth!!! Not as smelly.]
[ He appreciates that brief little greeting and ducks his head, clearing his throat before turning around, showing his back to Sakamoto. Onward to the bathroom he goes! ]
I am usually right, Sakamoto. You should know this. If not, you will learn it. [ ya, besides the whole LET'S CHANGE JAPAN BY BLOWING IT UP when he first started to try and reform it or being outright intolerant towards the Amanto and their ways.. also he's not very good at guessing Who's that Pokemon either.
He steps inside the bathroom and goes for the most important thing: a hairbrush. Surely Sakamoto has one of those in here somewhere? ]
[Sakamoto's bathroom looks considerably cleaner than it did before, probably because Zura spent time rearranging things. Either way, he doesn't really mind, as he isn't particularly organized.]
Time changes things. Ideas. People!
You can be right about somethin' one minute and wrong the next- It doesn't hafta be a bad thing! It's nice sometimes, bein' wrong.
[Sakamoto looks over his shoulder, as if he's looking towards something, though he only sees the door.]
It means there's more, there's so much more-
[There is a peculiar look of wonder on the merchant's face. Something bright, something innocent.]
And that, the fact that you'll never know it all, that there's always more ta learn... It's amazing! Just amazing.
[ While Sakamoto talks on as he does, Katsura has found himself a hairbrush and is brushing his hair, from the bottom to the top with all of it draped over his shoulder. Sakamoto was always so open minded with everything; it was very different for Katsura who seemed to stay closed off with his own thinking unless otherwise convinced.. which wasn't easy. It took about 100 episodes for him to even begin to change his way of thinking about the Amanto.
Zura just shuts him off. ]
No, I'm always right. [ ah.. ]
Come here and brush your teeth. [ He fusses, putting toothpaste on his own toothbrush. Zura, don't so easily make him stop talking when you know for a fact he is being very cute by talking like that. ]
[ Katsura blinks a few times and as to pause, the toothbrush hanging from his lips. Sakamoto is right, but it's not something Zura feels like he can admit to right this moment, so he casually ignores Sakamoto and leans over to spit in the sink.
Katsura dusts himself off, his fingers threading through some strands of his own hair thoughtfully as he glances at their reflection in the mirror. ]
Hah, it's not that.. I just know that I am right. For example..
[ Zura reaches up and grabs a hold of Sakamoto's face, pinching one cheek with his thumb and index finger and holding him like so, regardless if he was in the middle of brushing his teeth or not. ]
Saying that "you are cute" is correct, so why would I be wrong about anything else? [ He doesn't let go, a rather pleased expression crossing his face as he wiggles Sakamoto's cheek a few times before finally letting him free. ]
Sakamoto is unused to compliments that aren't backhanded, and while he was constantly flattered with praise when he spent many evenings wandering about in red light districts, none of it meant anything.
He stays still for a brief moment in time, as if to process. The way his mouth moves, it seems as though he almost doesn't believe it.]
[ Meanwhile, Katsura resumes along his way— it's hard to know if he even stopped to appreciate that sweet look of embarrassment on Tatsuma's face. He is finished with the bathroom, so he brushes past Sakamoto back into the bedroom. ]
Make sure to brush well and floss afterwards. Use the bathroom in a timely manner before you start your day— you can also meditate on the toilet to save some time if it is taking awhile. Take time to manage your hair— you are running a business, not a farm. [ He's moving around a lot outside of the bathroom. ]
Shave yourself— you are beginning to look like sandpaper, [ and feel like it too, which he doesn't like ] and.. [ There's a pause before he reappears in the doorway. ]
I have your clothing ready and folded for you on the bed. [ please don't let him run your life unless you want him to, Sakamoto. ]
I will have your lunch ready at noon sharp and that is when you should eat.
Sakamoto isn't one to let other people tell him what to do- Unless it's Mutsu, she tells him what to do all the time (but he'll have you know, he doesn't like it).]
My hair's been the same for years. I ain't changin' it. Country is what I am! Even if I haven't been back for a while.
We're professional in our manner, with our service. I wear clean clothes, welcome 'em in with smiles! 'Sides, this is outer space.
What looks polished to one fella looks like shit to someone from another planet- You get it?
[ Katsura stands there, watching him, feeling his body tense slightly as his arms fold over his chest. ]
Haaa? [ He doesn't really like it when people don't listen to him. ] Your hair. It's very puffy. I have meant to tell you that over the years. What do you think people think of when they see puffy hair?
[ A pause. ]
Exactly. [ ??????? was there really an answer to this: the world may never know. Regardless of his criticism, he adores Sakamoto's hair. So soft, so cute. ]
At least shave yourself. [ Then quietly: ] It feels rough to kiss you.
[But now he feels like he really doesn't want to :/]
But I'm not changin' my hair. I've got this far without lookin' like someone else's blow up doll and I'm gonna keep it that way. It's curly! Super curly! There's nothin' I could do to change it.
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[He exclaims, clapping Zura on the shoulder, and then leaning in almost uncomfortably close. In a whisper:]
But then you'll hafta promise me somethin'.
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Hah?
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[He's not talking about just any ordinary night. Most days, Sakamoto is too tired to do anything but cuddle, or he's working right up until he can't keep his eyes open anymore.
It's clear that they're together, now; that Zura may need him to provide certain pleasures and Sakamoto is willing to oblige. That being said, he's going to wait until his good friend initiates any of it, especially the first time.]
I won't be able to keep my hands off of ya. Don't get too embarrassed.
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Katsura can only blink a few times, feeling his cheeks beginning to burn at such a statement. Look, he's already getting embarrassed and you haven't even done anything yet.
He huffs some hot air past his lips and turns his face away, fiddling with his fingers. This entire situation was already embarrassing but he shouldn't feel embarrassed. They've done intimate and sexual things already, so why did he feel shy?
Maybe it's because Sakamoto was being so open and sincere about wanting him and that's just not a feeling he is accustomed to. ]
I don't get embarrassed—!
[ says the man who blushes over like... idk... a nipple. ]
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A—Ah.
[ It's taking him awhile to get it out, so another pause occurs before he continues: ]
Should.. my hair be pulled back or down?
[ He lifts his gaze to meet Sakamoto's eyes, expression wearing it's typical tensed look, eyes focused, but his face was glowing red and stretching to the tips of his ears.
For somebody typically so stubborn and set in his ways, it was an achievement for him to be curious about his appearance for somebody else. ]
Which do you prefer?
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[In reality, Sakamoto actually prefers Zura's hair when it's down.
Maybe this is a selfish request disguised as a practical one. If Zura ties his hair when they're at work and lets it loose when they retire to bed, Sakamoto will be the only one to see him that way.]
Prefer? Are ya askin' what I like better?
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I am just asking your opinion on what you think might look best with your uniform!
[ yes he is.. he is wondering in which way you prefer to see him but he can't just easily admit that, now can he? ]
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But vanity 'n all that- That's not what we're about. Tie yer hair up, it'll save ya a lotta trouble.
[And then, with a change of tone that is far gentler:]
You don't gotta dress up a certain way for anybody. The way you do your hair, or wear your clothes...
You'll only look good in what makes you happy. That's what I think.
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What makes him happy will be whatever you find him the nicest looking and the most appealing as.
But he can't just say that. Oh, heavens, no. ]
Ah. If people don't think I look good in however I choose to be...
Their b*lls can shrivel up and rot, then.
[ an alternate thing to say so his pride is protected, he guesses. ]
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[That's the spirit.
Sakamoto leans back onto his elbow, humming low before he starts talking again.]
But, Zura!
[He lies down and folds his arms behind his head, looking at the ceiling instead of at his friend.]
You like wearin' it down, don'tcha?
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[ So.. that is a yes. He likes wearing it down.
Katsura slides off of the bed and begins to make his way towards the bathroom, but takes his time, so he isn't quite there just yet. ]
It is my charm point.
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The most charmin' thing about ya is your drive.
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Out of seemingly no where, Sakamoto will feel his ankles being grabbed and slowly pulled towards the edge of the bed, stopping right before his butt can slide off of the mattress. This is his way of coaxing Sakamoto to get up and get along with his day.
His ankles are dropped, and Zura goes straight for his wrists, pulling up to his feet if he will allow him to. ]
—You share a similar drive, you realize.
[ if he gets Sakamoto on his feet, he'll also reach over and brush a few pieces of hair off of Tatsuma's face, still wearing the same, weak smile. ]
Ah, but apparently that has nothing to do with getting out of bed in a timely manner. You're slacking.
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The way Zura treats him is careful, kinder, and honestly? It's a little strange.
But wonderful, too.]
I guess you're right!
[His friend's smile is lovely, but a little too weak. As a result, Sakamoto leans to plant a brief kiss on Zura's lips. Closed mouth!!! Not as smelly.]
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I am usually right, Sakamoto. You should know this. If not, you will learn it.
[ ya, besides the whole LET'S CHANGE JAPAN BY BLOWING IT UP when he first started to try and reform it or being outright intolerant towards the Amanto and their ways..
also he's not very good at guessing Who's that Pokemon either.
He steps inside the bathroom and goes for the most important thing: a hairbrush. Surely Sakamoto has one of those in here somewhere? ]
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[Sakamoto's bathroom looks considerably cleaner than it did before, probably because Zura spent time rearranging things. Either way, he doesn't really mind, as he isn't particularly organized.]
Time changes things. Ideas. People!
You can be right about somethin' one minute and wrong the next- It doesn't hafta be a bad thing! It's nice sometimes, bein' wrong.
[Sakamoto looks over his shoulder, as if he's looking towards something, though he only sees the door.]
It means there's more, there's so much more-
[There is a peculiar look of wonder on the merchant's face. Something bright, something innocent.]
And that, the fact that you'll never know it all, that there's always more ta learn... It's amazing! Just amazing.
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Zura just shuts him off. ]
No, I'm always right.
[ ah.. ]
Come here and brush your teeth.
[ He fusses, putting toothpaste on his own toothbrush. Zura, don't so easily make him stop talking when you know for a fact he is being very cute by talking like that. ]
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[Sakamoto has to laugh. He's not bothered by Zura's stubbornness, it's something he's well aware of and grown used to.]
Always right or just afraid-
[He does pick his toothbrush up from wherever he left it the previous night, leaning in to whisper in Zura's ear.]
Afraid of bein' wrong?
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Katsura dusts himself off, his fingers threading through some strands of his own hair thoughtfully as he glances at their reflection in the mirror. ]
Hah, it's not that.. I just know that I am right.
For example..
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Saying that "you are cute" is correct, so why would I be wrong about anything else?
[ He doesn't let go, a rather pleased expression crossing his face as he wiggles Sakamoto's cheek a few times before finally letting him free. ]
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Sakamoto is unused to compliments that aren't backhanded, and while he was constantly flattered with praise when he spent many evenings wandering about in red light districts, none of it meant anything.
He stays still for a brief moment in time, as if to process. The way his mouth moves, it seems as though he almost doesn't believe it.]
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Make sure to brush well and floss afterwards. Use the bathroom in a timely manner before you start your day— you can also meditate on the toilet to save some time if it is taking awhile. Take time to manage your hair— you are running a business, not a farm.
[ He's moving around a lot outside of the bathroom. ]
Shave yourself— you are beginning to look like sandpaper, [ and feel like it too, which he doesn't like ] and..
[ There's a pause before he reappears in the doorway. ]
I have your clothing ready and folded for you on the bed.
[ please don't let him run your life unless you want him to, Sakamoto. ]
I will have your lunch ready at noon sharp and that is when you should eat.
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[He steps back, laughing, caught off guard.
Sakamoto isn't one to let other people tell him what to do- Unless it's Mutsu, she tells him what to do all the time (but he'll have you know, he doesn't like it).]
My hair's been the same for years. I ain't changin' it. Country is what I am! Even if I haven't been back for a while.
We're professional in our manner, with our service. I wear clean clothes, welcome 'em in with smiles! 'Sides, this is outer space.
What looks polished to one fella looks like shit to someone from another planet- You get it?
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Haaa?
[ He doesn't really like it when people don't listen to him. ]
Your hair. It's very puffy. I have meant to tell you that over the years. What do you think people think of when they see puffy hair?
[ A pause. ]
Exactly.
[ ??????? was there really an answer to this: the world may never know.
Regardless of his criticism, he adores Sakamoto's hair. So soft, so cute. ]
At least shave yourself.
[ Then quietly: ]
It feels rough to kiss you.
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I was gonna shave!
[But now he feels like he really doesn't want to :/]
But I'm not changin' my hair. I've got this far without lookin' like someone else's blow up doll and I'm gonna keep it that way. It's curly! Super curly! There's nothin' I could do to change it.
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