Sharades (Sharaku, Shun)

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Hm, a dark tone of blue, eh? Can do. Not Shun’s favorite color, but as a fashion designer, he had to work with what he was given and his client’s preferences. His gaze narrowed, evaluating the shade of the opted color… A midnight blue suit is rather easy to find. — A discreet tone. Alright. As a matter of fact, discreet colors are easier to find, even in low-budget stores because it’s of common knowledge that men don’t like flashy, outstanding or vibrating outfits. Well, it’s a pity, they’d die of a heartache if they take a peek at my wardrobe. — As he walked through the store, his fingertips touching and passing through every hanger. Gladly, they had a lot of suits indeed at disposal; sadly they weren’t organized by colors, seam and size, or organized at all. Sigh. Why can’t the stores be like his closet?... — Alright, this one. Go change and let’s see how does it suit you. — Taking one of the hangers by the hook, he promptly gave Charles the suit with his choice of color. No use trying to grade important features such as sleeve lengths, collar, shoulder expressions if not on a real body.

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Charles smiled as the guy examined the pants and pulled out a fitting suit. He grabbed it, not really paying attention to how it looked and stopped. W-wait... change? Here!? But everyone was going to see his mehanical body when he'd take the jacket off! N-no! His panic levels grew rapidly as he observed the suit in his hand and he gulped. "I-I must change... H-here?" He exclaimed nervously, failing to keep his voice at a reasonable tone. He bit his lip, glancing left and right with his eyes before scanning the bathroom door. Score.

"I-I'll be right back!" He shouted, running over and into the bathroom. The pants were still in his other hand, thrown gallantly over his shoulder. They dangled behind him as he ran and slammed the door closed, attracting the attention of everyone inside and outsid the bathroom. Still in panic mode, he blew open the closest toilet compartment and entered, quickly dragging his regular clothes off and putting on the new ones, slamming himself in the thin walls left and right as he nearly slipped up several times on what he assumed was water on the floor... He hoped it was water on the floor... Somehow, he managed to get himself dressed withing minutes and exited the bathroom, now holding his regular clothes in his hands. He left the scarf on, of course. However, the suit he was wearing lacked something. He only wore the suit Kurosawa gave him and the pants. The pants were too wide around the hips and fell down, so he had to hod them up with his hands. The suit itself lacked a tie and was oddly barren without the shirt under it. Of course though, Charles didn't know much about that stuff, so he assumed this was how it was supposed to be. The suit was the right size, though. He walked over to Kurosawa and smiled, looking like a mess crouched over holding his pants up so they wouldn't fall off while also holding his usual jacket, shirt and pants in his other hand. "G-good?" He glanced up at Kurosawa's face. Still wearing the dumb smile on his face, he was somewhat glad he managed to pull himself out of that tight spot. He truly was resourceful.

Subject: Re: Sharades (Sharaku, Shun) Wed Jun 17, 2015 4:13 pm

....This was actually starting to become a bore. Spending ages picking clothes was simply not entertaining. That, and actually finding something useful that he liked enough was not an easy job. He had too much black and white already, so it would be logical to look for something else. Alas, black and white were always the easiest colors to match with something on the go. Though...eh, this could work, maybe. For now. He didn't feel like turning this whole place upside down, and he kind of had to get back to the duo eventually, just to make sure they didn't kill each other yet. It did seem that Shun was interested enough in being a fashion councelor, but after seeing how dumbo Charles was about certain things...he wouldn't bet against the teen's patience running out eventually. Because his sure would. Which, as previously shown only resulted in a big load of sarcasm....and the guy even took that seriously. That was both lame, and amusing at the same time.

This and that later..he would walk by to take a look at the other two and proceed to raise an eyebrow at seeing Charles holding onto his pants. What was going on here?

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Charles was sure taking much longer than him to pick something, even with help. Then again, he kind of didn't spend proper time on it, since he gets bored of staring at fabrics pretty fast. But hey, at least he was more colorful than usual? Silver leather plus some purple was not so bad...maybe. It wasn't black or white, at least. Considering he didn't have the patience to keep searching for too long.

''...Do I want to know what is going on here?'', he would stare at the two, not even sure what to think. ''Though, you kind of look like you're trying to wear a bag, not pants...'' Why would he even walk out in those when they kept falling off? Then again, he didn't understand any logic happening here anymore.

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— Where did you go? There’s a changing room around here! — He commented, right after Charles reappeared. Of course Shunnosuke didn’t want him to change clothes right in front of his eyes, but he didn’t have to search for a place so far away. Was he the shy type? His attention diverted from the delay in changing and turned back to what matters: Charles’s appearance. Oh gee…there were soooo many things wrong in the scene he had a hard time picking where to start. Shunnosuke really did his best to not scoff at the curious sight of his new acquaintance, but…it was hard to keep seriousness, hence the constant snickers he did a failed job trying to hide. — Erm…alright. First of all, remove the scarf, I can’t examine the suit collar. — That said, he crossed his arms and walked around Charles, his gaze fierce like a panther checking on its prey. Without asking for permission, his hand run through the suit, through the texture at Charles’s back and later at his shoulders. Hm. — These pants obviously are a big NO, you aren’t joining any sack race, for Gaga’s sake. As for this coat, it simply isn’t fit. Its construction lack the three back seams around the waist, therefore it lacks the custom tailored look and this alone already brings its points down to nothing. Don’t even get me started at the not-curved back style. The sleeve pattern doesn’t suit my tastes. I’m not a fan of rope shoulders having this prominent ridge at the seam, looks like a speed bump. It’s completely…urgh. At least the sleeve length is appropriate, not covering the wrist yet not showing it all. — Shunnosuke ended up his analysis sighing in complete displeasure. That suit is truly a fashion suicide. Gladly there were more options in the shop. Or so he hoped, for all he knew this might be a loooong afternoon…

— Oh. Hello, Sharaku, found yourself somet-- — His glance went up and down his new choice of attire and the teenager couldn’t help dropping his jaw a bit. Truly a…sight? Huh, what to say? The man should better go back to the dandy, aristocratic attire rather than…this. How can someone go from classy to punk rebel in one go? — ...--thing appropriate, I suppose? — Though the teenager tried to be subtle about his displeasure, his half-hearted smile would reveal it all. Apparently both guys lacked good notion of fashion sense and style. Definitely a loooong afternoon…

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Charles wouldn't let Kurosawa remove the scarf. It was his scarf and it had a purpose, it helped keep his androidical identity hidden. "...!" His nervousness skyrocketed when Kurosawa took a step forward to better examine the clothes Charles had been wearing. His soft hands slid all over the coat and, over it, his body. The words he spoke made no sense to Charles, though, mostly because he did not understand any of the fashion terms he used. When it was all over, he'd step back with a dumbfounded look on his face he developed during Kurosawa's monolgue. "U-uhm... So, is it good?" He'd ask, still under the impression of the speech. "Should I go get changed again..?"

On top of all that, Sharaku seemed to have returned as well, with an immediate snarky comment. Charles would've opened his mouth to protest how he wasn't stupid enough to wear a bag for pants, but when his eyes laid on the man, he stopped himself. He had picked up some new clthes for himself as well. Charles instead just give him a quick glance before moving away to the side, seeing this as his opportunity to move away from Kurosawa before he tried stripping him open in front of everyone just for whatever fashion-designer reason he could think of. For some reason, the boy's posture gave Charles the impression he would definitely be able to do something like that...

Subject: Re: Sharades (Sharaku, Shun) Wed Jun 24, 2015 4:45 pm

Sharaku did hear a good part of Shun monologuing on Charles as he approached, and in all honesty, he was glad he hadn't been around for a while. Poor guy. Well, he sure wouldn't have enjoyed listening to all that. Charles probably didn't even understand what was being said. Shun should perhaps consider that not everyone is a fashion genius. Nor everyone cares. He seriously doubted a random person, or even the guy's date would actually take notice of details like sleeve lenght or seams. Most people didn't care much. Definitely not enough to pick at all that..as long as you weren't literally wearing rags and tatters like a hobo, or looked completely ridiculous.

When Shun turned to him with that kind of look, he would stare back flatly. What now? He seriously hoped he wasn't getting any monologues here, because that was the last thing he needed right now. ''Is there a problem..?'', he'd ask simply, looking towards the two with a neutral face for now.

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”Is it good?”, Charles asked. “Is it good?”, Shunnosuke repeated in his mind, not believing the guy had the guts to inquire, after his extensive and very detailed explanation. To him, only a deadpan stare was enough of a response, deciding, with a roll of his eyes, it was probably for the best that he didn’t answer verbally. A second thought, no, he wouldn’t miss that pleasure. — Uh…no, it’s far from good. Yes, you should. Yes, Sharaku, there are some problems here. — He tried to be patient. After all, the fact that the suit was atrocious shouldn’t be used to lash out on any of the lads. Besides, he was invited there specifically to help, right? Then, that’s what he should do: use that occasion as a nice training for his future professional life, a way to test his propensity to succeed in the area. One heavy breath to regain his social tact and he’d be fine. — I’m sorry, Charles, this suit is just awful. Some parts are rugged, badly sewn, other parts don’t follow up your body lines, see? I’ll find you a suit that may not be too fancy but at the same time shows to the world you’re a distinguished young man. — Kind of a hard task with these pants and such bad seam lines… He explained it to the best of his ability, speaking the language of the unenlightened, while handling the hangers in search for another similar match of paints. Luckily he has found a second option that perhaps would fit in Charles’s body better. — This one. A combination of a skinny seam that won’t make you look like you’re a victim of bullying or a wannabe gangster; on the contrary, skinny is in, modern, adding a bit of a casual, laid-back tone to an overly formal attire. After all, you’re still a young man going to a romantic date, not an old crank attending to a business meeting. Plus, it’s midnight blue as the previous one. This coat is one size smaller than the previous one, it’ll probably adjust fine. Now, make sure to button the coat up and, please, go trade in the nearest changing room. Shoo! — Shunnosuke was moderately satisfied with the selected pieces for Charles, it was noticeable by his good-humored and a bit confident tone. Once the young troubled lad was dismissed, he could focus his attention on Sharaku. Not to make it obvious, but geez, this one would be quite hard to satisfy. That and he had to tell Sharaku his choice for clothes was just…abhorrent. To begin with, his exposed midriff is anything but classy. Then, the gloves, the vibrating assigned color for chosen pants…but mainly the midriff. Now, how to tell Sharaku that his clothes are simply horrid?? — Hmmm…Sharaku…do they sell this kind of thing here? In which category did you find your…clothes? — He tried his best to introduce the topic politely and not cause a ruckus, considering how volatile and irritable Sharaku can get at times. Hopefully the man would look on the bright side instead of assuming things on Shunnosuke's side. The least he needed was an argument in a store over such trivial matters...

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The whole scene played a bit too fast for Charles to follow. He was barely processing all the fashion nonsense this guy had been telling him... following a new topic wasn't really an option as he got tangled already in the first one. He would accept the new clothes with a dumb look still plastered all over his face and move over to the changing room. Apparently, they had booths here specifically for the purpose of changing one's clothes. Convenient, but someone should've told him that earlier... Anyways, he went inside the first one he found to be empty (after peeking into several on his way and trying to enter an already occupied one which resulted in an awkward situation with the lady inside) and started changing.

Several minutes later, he was done and out of the changing room. He made sure to button up the suit like Kurosawa told him too and checke whether everything was alright with the scarf and pants. These fit them way better than the previous ones and the suit looked good too. He went back to the other two, carrying the rest of his clothes over one of his arms. Now it was onc again up to Kurosawa to make his judgement...

Subject: Re: Sharades (Sharaku, Shun) Thu Jun 25, 2015 12:15 pm

''......'' Sharaku just stood there facing the scene blankly. He honestly didn't even bother listening to all that. Not because he didn't understand what was being said, but because he found it to be a bit too much still. For hell's sake, it was fairly obvious Charles did not understand a thing of what Shun was trying to do. So what was the younger teen trying to accomplish then? The guy would probably not remember a word after all this was over, and maybe wear whatever was picked once in a blue moon. In his opinion, it was not worth it to command all around just for that. Sure, the fact that Charles was kind of dumb when it came to many things was a bit bemusing, but at this point, he felt more sorry for the guy than anything. It was like Shun thought everyone understood that kind of stuff, and would be happy about being ranted on endlessly. He doubted Charles even cared about looking completely the best. The guy just wanted to look good for his date, that was all. And he didn't think the girl in question would truly bother to that extent.

...and Shun wasn't doing the best with him either. He was already somewhat regretting he was even still here, and to be frank, after admitting there was a problem, asking something like that sounded just...stupid? What did it matter? Considering he was wearing something and he did not bring it from the Moon, then yes, they must have this kind of stuff here. It was painfully obvious that he was just trying to beat around the bush for some reason. And Sharaku wasn't in the mood for that right now. ''...did you say you have a problem just to ask me lame questions? Unless I went to the Moon to get clothes, then they have to have them here.'', he would state, crossing his arms over his chest. That wasn't exactly the best start..but what did Shun think? Avoiding the actual subject with useless questions was not going to fly. Not by him. And doubly not when his mood was already jumpy.

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— …forget I asked, then, will you? — Shunnosuke smiled bitterly, deciding to not comment on anything further to Sharaku. There was no need to be freely rude and arrogant to him when all the teenager did was asking something harmless that wasn’t intended to offend. He honestly didn’t know what in his mere questions evoked such reaction or made the older think he could treat Shunnosuke in such abrasive way when he was the one who invited the blonde over, in first place, but alright. Nevermind the fact the teenager was completely irritated, for the greater good, he’d swallow it up for now. He was there due to Sharaku, but not for Sharaku, at all.

And after some time, Charles was back, luckily, to prevent the atmosphere from going heavier between the two of them. — Magnificent. You look quite charming, see? I told you! You don’t have that boxy figure anymore with the right darts around the waist. — Shunnosuke approached Charles, straightening the lapel and the collar. — I told you to get rid of that scarf, didn’t I? Let me take it out, I need to check if your neckline is, indeed, in line. — Without waiting for Charles’s permission, Shunnosuke felt entitled enough to grab his scarf and pull it. Now, if the young lad would allow him too or not, that was solely up to him.

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Boxy figure was where the boy lost Charles again. Right darts around the waist? He hadn't been wearing darts... nor boxes! His hips were made to resemble those of humans, not boxes and darts! Well, anyways, he smiled. It was nice to hear someone tell him that he looked pretty, not to say it also sort of closed the deal with the shopping as he got what he was looking for... or so he thought. As Kurosawa came closer and reached out for the scarf, gently running his hands again over the suit, Charles went on full alert. Dropping the clothes he had been holding, he raised both of his hands, grabbing Kurosawa's by the wrists and keeping them away from the scarf. Charles was shaking a bit. This was way too close, he barely dodged the bullet there. It was his fault, though-he got too relaxed around these two new acquaintances of his.

After a moment or so of him staring dumbfoundedly at Kurosawa as the world around them came to an apparent halt, he'd let go of the boy's arms and back away several steps before bumping into the hangers on the wall behind himself, like some sort of cornered animal. "S-sorry." He'd mutter before scurrying off and picking up his clothes, running towards the changing rooms without giving a damn about what the two were about to do about what had just played out. He knew Kurosawa would do something stupid like that! He just knew it! He should've kept a closer watch on the boy! Ugh! What were they gonna do now? He wondered as he was taking off the new pants. He didn't want them to get angry or something! He was grateful to both of them...

Stupidstupidstupid!!!

Subject: Re: Sharades (Sharaku, Shun) Fri Jun 26, 2015 5:28 am

..now what? Honestly, Sharaku wasn't seeing what was Shun getting ailed about. What kind of answer did he expect to start with? With how obvious it was that he was just dancing around the subject, he couldn't expect him to answer happily. Doubly when the question was pretty much useless to begin with. It was a given that they had the clothes here. And he somehow doubted that the fact as to where exactly was relevant enough either. He didn't think Shun would move over to take a look anyway, even if he was told, seeing as he had Charles to deal with here. And the guy was looking for a more formal wear, apparently. So all in all, there was no point in asking those questions, aside from beating around the bush. That said, he hadn't even responded in a harsh tone or anything. At any rate, he really wasn't getting what was Shun expecting out of him in the face of that kind of thing. ''No.'', he would respond with a roll of his eyes. ''I don't know what's got you so icy. I simply responded to what you said. I don't know what you actually expect of me when you ask me such a blatantly obvious set of questions. What else can I say when you ask me whether they have the clothes here? Isn't that a given?'', he would shake his head. ''Besides, it's rather obvious that you're doing that just to beat around the bush for whatever reason. And I don't see why. If you have something to say, say it. Avoiding it only makes it worse overall. I don't particularly enjoy dancing around for ages before getting to the actual matter on hand. It's not going to help you.'', he would add, keeping a calm tone, despite the straightforwardness. Yes, he was all for games and all, but not when it involved an opinion that would be given anyway. What was the actual point of delaying it with kind of lame questions, when he'd have to say it anyway? Or at least, was planning to. This type of act would only get him irritated before they even got to the main point, in all honesty.

...he would raise his eyebrow when Charles bolted. ''I think you broke him.'' Well, not really. ''Or he's just trying to hide something...'' What though...? Wait. Well, technically, after all the time he had to think, he did remember seeing the guy before. It's hard to forget someone who tries to attack you for no reason. That meant..Charles was a robot, yes? It had been obvious back then. Was that what he was afraid of letting them see? Even though he didn't get how it correlated with that scarf. Eh, maybe he had a plug in under it. Who knew. Then again, it didn't matter to him anyway...since he already knew, pretty much. It also explained why was he so dumb about certain matters. Hm. ''...though if it is what I think it is..then he's just overreacting way too much for his own good...'', he would mutter under his breath. Not his problem though.

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— …Alright. Thanks for the advice. — He’d reply simply and dryly, focusing on not glance at him while still wearing the same smile. A smile that tried to be indifferent. Sure, he could reply every single word, mainly the “icy” part but…that’d be meh. Been there, done that, and it never went well. If Sharaku was clueless about how his own behavior could irk some people, then let him be. He’d probably stay even more annoyed, for he liked “straightforwardness” instead of “avoiding” it. Too bad then, Shun wasn’t going to lecture an older guy how to be considerate with how he speaks to him, it’d only cause a scene in a public place and the student wasn’t up for that. Not when he had something else to worry about, the main reason of why he was there. Charles.

…he stayed there, motionless, mouth mildly opening without any sound coming out of it. A somewhat lost look over his face as Charles held his wrists, perhaps firmer than intended, firmer than he even realized. Shun just wanted to check the neckline, nothing more. It’s an important part of the counseling, isn’t it? Then why that scared reaction of the other? — … — “Was he…shaking?”, Shunnosuke wondered, lost in thought, rubbing his own wrists as he watched the image of Charles running off to another direction, watching until he disappeared between the myriad of people in the store and so many cloth stands. — Have I done something I shouldn’t…? — Okay, he could see that Charles may want to hide something about his neck. Seemed like a plausible explanation. But…what? — What do you think it is, then? — He looked back to Sharaku, a bit skeptical. Haven't he said before they were strangers to each other? How old he know?

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Charles got himself sorted out in the cabin since none of the two came to check up what was wrong. He grabbed the suit and the pants and stormed out of the changing room, not knowing what reactions would be waiting for him out there. Once he got back, he directed a short, apologetic frown at the duo before speechlessly moving past them and over to the counter, throwing the newly chosen clothes in front of the cashier.

If they wanted to stop him, now was the time. He wanted to leave the store and was about to pay the bill and do just that.

Subject: Re: Sharades (Sharaku, Shun) Fri Jun 26, 2015 1:39 pm

Sharaku had to resist sighing. Really now, this again. But he wasn't going to do anything this time. It just wasn't worth it anymore. If Shun wanted to be butthurt and pretend it is okay, then so be it. It ultimately wasn't his problem. Seeing as the younger wants to pretend it's all okay, then he doesn't have a reason to do anything, does he? Seriously however, sometimes the teen acted like a spoiled kid that can't take a word which is not sweet talk. And he hadn't even said an actual insult, or used a harsh tone or anything, but okay. He was just pointing out his opinion. Just because he didn't sugarcoat it ten times before opening his mouth didn't mean he was trying to offend the other intentionally. As a matter of fact, he could easily be offended by that kind of look he had gotten before, along with the suspicious questions following it. So it went both ways. He wasn't going to keep trying if Shun didn't bother attempting a normal communication. Downplaying it and acting like it is fine while being upset on the inside is not going to solve anything. But he knew enough that he would only get more of that if the tried, so be it. Shun could think he was a jerk all he wanted. He wasn't going to try proving otherwise when the other party wasn't willing to listen or try to understand beyond making assumptions from his choice of words. If after all this time Shun couldn't understand, then he didn't know. He simply wasn't the type to talk like a high-class sugarcake all the time and put everything he thought into nice words. Maybe with people he barely knew as a precaution, but that wasn't really who he was.

And sadly, he had his patience too. He could also be a real jerk when someone pushed him past his limits. And that was likely to happen when he was given that kind of approach. Because if there were things he disliked fairly well, one of them was people making fast assumptions, but not being willing to put in the effort to see whether they were really the truth. He wasn't going to change his way of acting just because the teen couldn't handle it. If he had to do that, then it wouldn't even be worth to pursue a relationship. He would just be getting the shorter end of the stick, having to play pretend to make things okay between them. That wasn't what dating someone was about. That much he could guess even without having any experience in the field. ''Do what you want then.'', he would state simply, his previous calm tone not wavering. He wasn't about to frustrate himself with this. He could play the avoidance game too.

He would rub the bridge of his nose when Shun posed the question. This wouldn't be easy to explain. ''Let's see...I know I said I haven't met him before...but that isn't entirely true. Though, it is true that I don't know him. We met once, even though he seems to be pretending that it didn't happen. He attempted to randomly attack me on the street. I didn't even learn his name back then, so I don't really consider him more than a stranger.'', he would shake his head. ''Point is that back then I've learned he is a robot, just like Alphonse is. And I think that may be the problem. I'd guess he doesn't want people to find that out. Perhaps he has a plug under that scarf or something.'', he would shrug indifferently. ''That said, not sure whether you realized, but he did not even understand 95% of what you were telling him the whole time. He's completely clueless. I jokingly told him that pants would look good on his head before you came since I was in a bad mood about him rudely dragging me here off the street without a warning, and he actually put them on his head asking me if it looked good.'' He still wasn't sure whether that was amusing or just plain sad.

He would look to the side, seeing Charles trying to scramble away. Well, he didn't really care. ''Are you going to let him go or..?'' It was honestly up to Shun. He had no reason to keep Charles around.

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