Our muses are destined to meet in an Emergency waiting room

Somehow, Shizuo had managed to do it again. Although they had both been of the belief that he was past the stage of hurting himself due to picking up more than he could handle, apparently that wasn’t true. Far from it. Once more he has broken another bone – though this one Kasuka didn’t know the whereabouts of, and he was left waiting in the emergency room again.

The teen’s leg bounced up and down anxiously as he waited. Even if he knew that Shizuo would be okay, seeing the white walls and doctors running around frantically would cause worry for anyone, more so if they were waiting for a family member. It wasn’t something that he could help.

“Carry on doing that and you’ll end up hurting yourself instead, you know,”

Kasuka glanced up at the one who spoke and saw a complete stranger with his hands in his pockets and an amused smirk on his face. There wasn’t much special about him, minus perhaps the curious eye colour that he sported.

“Sorry,” he replied on instinct, though didn’t exactly have a reason to do so. “I can’t help it.” And if that wasn’t obvious… He wasn’t the only one who looked nervous around here after all.

The other’s amused look just increased even more.

“No worries, no worries! I know you’re just worried about Shizu-chan,” That made the teen start rather violently, especially since there was someone other than he and Shinra here waiting for his elder brother.

“Are you friends with my brother..?” He asked, almost sounding perplexed. The only other person that Shizuo spoke of was someone he hated (that damn flea I’m going to kill him!) and Kasuka couldn’t imagine that someone whom his brother despised so much would come and visit him in hospital.

With a hum, the red-eyed stranger said, “Not friends. I don’t think I could ever be friends with a monster like him—!”

a monster.

That was the only part of the sentence that Kasuka heard, and his fists clenched tightly in his lap. After a moment of silence, he stood up, looking straight at the stranger with an unimpressed look.

“I would appreciate it if you didn’t call brother a monster, and if you aren’t his friend, then please stop speaking to me. I’m not happy to be friendly with someone who calls him that.”

And the other laughed, as though Kasuka’s words were the most amusing thing he had ever heard. Kasuka decided he didn’t like this stranger much at all.

Send "I'd die for you." for my character's reaction.

If there is one thing that Kasuka never expected to hear from the informant, it’s that.

There is no reason for him to say something like that to the brother of his nemesis, and Kasuka knows that very well. They barely know each other and the sentiment certainly isn’t returned, all things considered. If anything, he’s only confused over the words, wondering why they had been said and if there’s an ulterior motive that he just hasn’t realised yet. It seems more likely to be the latter, actually.

It seems too surreal and too fake to actually believe, and he knows that. So he doesn’t take the words to heart and he stops himself from believing them because that’s easier then falling into a possible trap, and he’s far from stupid and knows how to avoid them.

Kasuka shakes his head.

“No you wouldn’t,” he says, blinking sluggishly at the other. “You hold your own life in high value. Throwing it away for me would be counterproductive,” At least, that’s what he thinks, anyway. For all he knows, he could be completely off and that isn’t the case at all.

But he doubts he’s wrong. Although he isn’t able to read Orihara-san as he is anyone else, if there’s one thing he does know, it’s that the man likes where he is now and likes being alive, if only so he can observe the humans he loves so much. And antagonise Shizuo, if nothing else.

“Was there anything else you wanted, Orihara-san?”