Skyward Aim

There wasn't much to describe about Shizuka. There never really was, anyways--and he was quite used to being unnoticed. To be honest he rather liked it--it kept people away and made it easier to avoid dealing with them. He wasn't very lucky either, used to never being first. Unless his father came into the picture--that was a wholly different thing. Hatsuharu hardly counted, either, as a body guard of course he was there.
Except, of course, when he wasn't. Then the young boy was left on his own for a good while and simply sat by himself idly at the park, blinking and staring down at the needy birds who flocked to the park bench in the dead of winter, hoping for some nice old man to perhaps feed them or some sort of thing. He didn't much care anyhow.
He knew being the yakuza lord's son was a harrowing thing--he kept himself covered up and kept very quiet during all times and was home schooled, so when he did get outside it was almost a priveledge. He was a homebody for sure, and it showed in his speech, making him trip harshly over his words.

So of course, he was left defenseless, quiet, and seated at the park bench as it lightly snowed, simply for lack of anything to do.

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Shizuka would soon have enough entertainment to last him a lifetime. And it would all happen within a matter of seconds.

For, even as he sat on the bench, a certain crazy haired yakuza member was planning something. Something...big! Explosive...! BAKUHATSU DESUUU

He crept up behind the unsuspecting boy, trying to ignore how creepy the scene would be to anyone else, especially considering the rather large age gap between the two men. Still, he pushed everything to the back of his mind as he planted the colorful fireworks in strategic places. Yes, the fireworks would go off directly behind him, then, Shizuka would turn and see Bakuhatsu looking all awesome and cool, and then Shizuka would fall into Baku's arms and be all like, "Oh, Baku, you're so dreamy..." and then they would make out or something; Baku wasn't really very solid on that last part, but he was pretty sure something spectacular would happen.

And so, he lit the fireworks and posed sexily, waiting, watching...but mostly waiting because the wick was ridiculously long (no thanks to his poor foresight about that part).

Of course, he was as oblivious as ever. Silent and staring at one of the birds rather intently, he seriously didn't notice right until the crackle of the first firework went off--he turned around and his eyes widened in shock--it was that crazy guy who always followed him around!!

"Wh-Wh-Wh-What the heck?!!?" He helped, hopping off the bench and ducking, hoping that'd maybe protect him were he to get caught on fire or something like that. "Th-There are kids around here!!"

Of course, Baku didn't notice the children because he had been too busy wiping off the dog crap he had gotten on his precious geta. He had walked past five screaming little kids and he hadn't heard or seen a thing.

Never mind that, he didn't even notice as the trees around him caught fire, despite the plethora of snow on them. He was just that unlucky, but for more importantly, he was just that oblivious.

"What do you mean you aren't going to run into my arms and make out with me?!" He shouted, obvious disappointment in his voice. "That's retarded; what do you think you're doing, cowering like that?! Come make out with me!"

His eyes were wide and unnerved, quite clearly, and he scrambled back, tripping in his own huge cargo pants quite clumsily.

"Wh-Why are y-you here again?! Wh-Why would I e-even think about that?!??" He gaped, trying rather hard to get away, though he wasn't the quickest kid around. He was strong, sure, but... not very fast at all.

Baku, being fast instead of strong, jumped over the bench and walked towards Shizuka.

"Man, I thought for sure this would work! I mean, aren't you scared, don't you want to run into my arms and make out with me for comfort?!"

Of course, the probability of this happening in any situation was rather unlikely, but no one said Baku was smart.

His abilities at logic were truly astounding. He made a sigh and shook his head, rather disturbed at the very idea.

"...I-I'm not scared, and even if I was scared, why the heck would I even make out with you?!" He exclaimed, eyes wide.

"....'cause I'm hot." He said, as if it were incredibly obvious. "Duh."

He gave Shizuka a look, which said that he obviously didn't understand why he even had to ask.

With a simple stare in return, he made a little huff. "...You are the weirdest guy I know, Baku." He muttered, shaking his head.

"So, that's a compliment, right?" He asked, trying to pose sexily again. "So, we're still gonna make out, right?"

He made a little sigh. "....I'm not going to make out with you, B-Baku." He muttered.

"What?!" He exclaimed, genuinely shocked. "But I did all that for you! Those were my last fireworks!"

"Well, thank you, I guess." He muttered. "But, uh, I kinda don't want to m-make out. Ever." He sighed softly to himself. "...I mean you could go about it a little bit m-more subtly."

"Subtle?!" He guffawed. "Why would I need to be subtle? I'm so awesome, you should be making out with me just because I looked at you, but no, there's something wrong with you I guess."

Baku's logic was, as it always was, flawless.

"...Because I-I'm completely confused by you?" He explained, cocking his head vaguely. "...you're c-crazy to think... Stuff like this'll even w-work."

"...No, I'm the confused one, dude." He insisted. "I don't get why it doesn't work on you! It would work on anyone else, I bet!"

"...What. Well. For one, i-it's flashy and w-weird..." He muttered, crossing his arms. "I d-doubt anybody'd l-like it."

He pouted.

"I would prove it, but those were my last fireworks until daddy buys me more."

"...D-Did you just refer t-to your dad as 'd-daddy'?" He gaped. "...N-Nevermind. You are so w-weird..."

"What? Is something wrong with that?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "I am not weird!"

"Y-You're older than twenty and you're nota cute girl, it's... weird." He explained. "...Why do you always follow me, a-anyways?.."

"Do you want me to be a cute girl?!" He asked eagerly. "I can be a cute girl!!"

He made a shocked noise, shaking his head fervently and crossing his arms, "N-No!! You reeeeally don't have to do anything!!" He burst. "J-Just... okay. One date, okay?"

Baku gasped.

"Ohhhh...Really?" He looked so incredibly happy.

Giving a very soft nod, he sighed vaguely. "...Yes. One date. Okay?"