Like the Sun and Moon [TBTP, Closed]

Wow those two years had gone fast, whereas Mako was one to meditate, Yuuta found himself unwinding by going to parties and out with people half the time and spending the remainder meditating. His training wasn't exactly run of the mill either, ever since he'd knocked Sora out on his first day he'd been presented with challenges from many different people and thus far had maintained a perfect record. Mako had received a few too, but Yuuta knew he didn't appreciate them so did his best to draw those challenges to himself instead so Mako could relax..... also so he didn't kill anybody but that was a minor detail Yuuta was willing to gloss over so long as it didn't actually happen.

What these parties did bring them was attention from both sexes, though mostly women. Whilst Yuuta undoubtedly enjoyed the attention, in many ways, but he was nervous about messing up and how he would actually do things. Despite all he'd been through, Yuuta still maintained a certain innocence with regards to certain adult matters. It is why he kept going to Mako as the mature one, he kept saying to just be himself but the problem with that was being himself left him an awkward ball of cute awkwardness!

He hoped that if he kept asking he'd eventually get a different answer when Mako realised his advice didn't seem to be working, he knew Mako knew what he was doing all too well from the last time he'd entered Mako's room. He double checked nobody else was in there this time, listening for even the slightest hint before just walking in. He laughed awkwardly and rubbed his neck when Mako half guessed his problem "Yeh about that.... it's not just Amber, there's about six people who keep looking at me, two more in the changing rooms too" Mako would probably have noticed Yuuta knew Amber's name this time whereas before he didn't so he was making some progress at least "They're all cute and hot, and I try to be myself, but you know I'm a hyperactive awkward ball of gingerness" yeh, great description there Yuuta "I know you say to be myself, but what should I do and how do I do it" he had dropped a lot of subtle hints about different things throughout which he was pretty sure Mako would pick up on like bisexuality and him not really knowing much about sex beyond where things go.

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Mako released a slow sigh that could almost be mistaken for a groan if one heard the subtle intricacies-- meaning-- he was groaning, just very quietly. A hand lifted from behind his back, rubbing the bridge of his nose-- it was exactly what he had assumed. Slowly, he would open his eyes as he stared down at the buffoon.

"That "Awkwardness" is what they like. I've told you, repeatedly, to just be yourself-- I don't think that requires me to explain in great detail. Act the same way you always do, that's why they're interested in you. You'll stumble and fall plenty, and that's fine-- it's part of who you are. Honestly. You make these things into far too big a deal, it's just sex." he stated this bluntly, his tone holding the barest hints of annoyance. Slowly, his hand lowered from his nose to instead rest behind his back a final point as he watched the redhead.

"If you keep bugging me about this, I'm going to strip you, bind you in a Bakudou, and leave you in a room. I'll give the damn room number to whatever her name was and this whole pain in the ass will be dealt with." Despite the outrageousness of his words, his blank face and blunt tone made it quite clear he was fully intended to act on the threat. Mako, unlike Yuuta, didn't understand-- nor cared about-- the concept of a "relationship", sex was just another way for him to enjoy his off time, and nothing more. It also gave him a perfect way to vent his sadistic side a bit so people didn't end up dead-- the fact his partner enjoyed it was just a bonus that meant the action could be repeatable.

Sighing he would close his eyes a moment, before opening them as his thin fingertips pushed his glasses up his nose to remove the sheen of the light that had covered them.

"Now, I'm sure you have something more important than your lack of ability to act like yourself in front of members of the opposite sex. What did you need, Yuuta?" As he stated this, he moved forward, waving a hand and causing the air and as he controlled a shou into being far weaker and smoother to put out the lanterns that had decorated his room, sending it into the darkness of the void beyond the light coming from the doorway behind Yuuta. Moving forward as he motioned the smaller young man forward out the door, figuring that he could explain whatever concern or question he had while they walked.

If his training was going to be interrupted, either way, he may as well just get it all over with.

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Why would they like awkwardness? Awkwardness was awkward and people purposefully tried not to be awkward, that is why it is called awkward and not "normal"; whatever normal is. Wait, was Mako actually being affectionate then? He knew Mako looked out for him but something about his choice of words seemed uncharacteristically warm, so it was fine to fail at this kind of thing huh? He'd failed a lot in his life, and been hurt for it but when it was on a topic he was familiar with he didn't seem to mind. He guessed it was the fear of failing the unknown, as opposed to a fear of just failing per se. Mako was probably right, he just had to calm down and treat it like it was no big deal then it might go well?

Mako's threat? If it could be called that actually sounded somewhat appealing to Yuuta, it brought about a hint of arousal in his soul that he tried to hide. He wasn't sure why he liked the thought of it, but if he was honest with himself he enjoyed the thought of most things of a sexual nature. Not that he'd ever admit it to Mako, he'd seen Mako's tastes first hand and he didn't want to risk that sort of relationship so their friendship wouldn't be put at risk. Plus he wanted to carry on being Mako's light, he didn't want that light to be tainted somehow......

Anyway, he dragged his mind away from that topic when Mako asked what else he needed, there was a seconadry motivation for coming to Mako today; something that had been on his mind for a while. He gulped lightly as he looked up at Mako "You know how I'm quite sturdy? Well a girl from squad two said my skin is basically reinforced with reiryoku like heirro.....is this true? Should I be worried?" He'd thought of many complications involving medical treatment already, but he knew he was prone to think of it with emotion wehreas Mako would likely be brutal and purely logical once he'd investigated.

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Mako still felt the slight shifting in Yuuta's reiatsu that symbolized his confusion-- a sigh left his lips as he was happy they had moved on from the annoying subject and instead as he fell in line with him, the real question that mattered was offered to him-- causing Mako to halt briefly and slowly allowed his gaze to settle on the idiot. He always called him that, but moments like this made it even more clear that Yuuta was-- in fact-- an idiot. How did he just now notice the armor? Slowly raising a hand upward, he rubbed at his face and released a slow sigh from his lips before he would look down at him.

"Your skin is not the only aspect. Muscle fiber, organs, veins, bones-- every inch of you is reinforced to some degree. Though obviously your eyes-- even if they are reinforced-- are incredibly weak due to the nature of their structure. The inside of your mouth as well is quite weak due to its structure." As he explained this he would tuck his hands behind his back, addressing the question more thoroughly, it was clear the idiot was worried-- comparing it to Hierro, which was fairly logical, but the ability itself was hardly limited to Hollow and Arrancar.

"All Hierro is, is infusing reiryoku into the skin and condensing it into a shell-- there's nothing about it that signifies racial reliance. There is no Hollow reiatsu inside you-- the ability is purely a manifestation of, what I can only assume would be your subconscious mind desiring to protect yourself due to your chosen habits in combat." A slight shrug formed from his shoulders, "Your skin is a new addition-- perhaps the last three years. But even when we were still training in the Rukongai as children, your organs and vital areas were reinforced. I felt the difference in your reiryoku flow even then. It's something you've likely had all your life, to some degree." With the explanation done he would lean back and raise a hand to halt what he knew was coming-- complaints on why he didn't tell him.

"I assumed you already knew. Yes, you're durable, but when you can withstand a hadou blowing up in your face with only slight burns-- or when a fifth division member breaks his hand on you-- I assumed you would make the connection. Apparently, I assumed too much of your ability to perceive things around you. My apologies." Effectively calling him stupid without directly saying it, he would shake his head in bemusement-- turning and continuing to walk forward as he placed his hands behind his back.

"We both got a letter today," he stated idly-- motioning toward the table in the living room, assuming the redhead had just come in and come straight to his room. Falling slowly into one of the cushions on the floor he would rest his hands in his lap as he glanced at it, he'd been intending to wait to open his until Yuuta got here anyway since they both had the official stamp of the Academy head's approval-- that meant they were fairly important documents. Had his forays into the Rukongai been noticed?

No, that was immensely unlikely-- he'd be drug away forcibly not sent a letter. Then what was it, he wondered?

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So everything was reinforced huh, that was interesting to know and it explains why having a football kicked at his balls didn't hurt anywhere near as much as he expected it to, even though it still stung a lot. He made a mental note of the weaker areas too, it was very important that he didn't forget that and to ensure any blows heading towards those areas were dealt with a higher priority than others. He continued to no as Mako went onto explain more about the mechanics of the ability, he was so focused on the explanation his mind wasn't straying from it now. His logic for the formation of the ability also held some weight, though Yuuta wasn't really worried about harming himself in combat. If he had to guess, if that was the reason, the ability would more be to stop others worrying about him given his style of combat.

Wait what? Yuuta squinted at Mako when he spoke of the skin being a new addition, so he'd known for a while and never thought to mention it? His mouth opened to protest as to why Mako had never mentioned it, but the other seemed to cut him off before he could even get started. Now Mako mentioned it, it did make some degree of sense and the fact Mako referred kidou implied he wasn't holding back at all. He had always assumed Mako held back a little, but apparently not. He'd also assumed Sora only broke his hand because he blocked with his elbow, but it did seem pretty far fetched still.

His annoyance was dispelled at the mention of a letter, that was exciting and garnered a curious "oooooh, nice" from Yuuta who scrambled to the living room. He was very excited and keen to open the letter to see what it was, given stamp on them it had to be important. However, he couldn't open his just yet because Mako had waited to open his so naturally he had to go first as far as Yuuta was concerned "You can go first, they're probably the same anyway" he figured Mako would call him an idiot for the sentiment, but likely wouldn't refuse to do it.

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Mako slipped casually into the seat, the comment from Yuuta seemed to clarify that he was over it-- and that was good enough for Mako, who dropped the subject calmly before he settled down-- though as Yuuta stated that he could go first, he arched a brow and simply grasped the letter. He doubted it was that big a deal, but still. Using a thin fingertip to slice the paper open, he would then open up the envelope and pull the letter out. A single sheet, and as his gaze skimmed over it, he made note that it wasn't a punishment or disciplinary action at all.

Instead, it was a request. He grunted a bit as he ran his eyes over it carefully, reading the fine print carefully-- it was a request to have him applied officially as a tutor in the Academy, specifically in the usage of Kidou and reiatsu control. Releasing a slow breath he settled his chin in his palm and flicked it to the side, he had no interest in such things-- besides, no one would willingly come to him for lessons either way.

"It's nothing important. You'll probably like it though." Mako stated simply as he looked into the redhead's eyes, his chin resting lightly in his palm while he waited for him to open his own letter, figuring that it was basically the same thing but likely instead for Hakuda and general physical combat as a whole. Yuuta had become well-known as an expert in the field despite his age, it wouldn't surprise him in the slightest if people had even requested him to give them lessons already. On the other hand, Mako was fully aware that he kept to himself-- few people knew his actual skill level, fewer still would ask him for lessons.

He was fully aware of this, and accepted it without issue-- it wasn't that big of a deal for him, in fact, it was beneficial-- that was the point in keeping a low profile. Though, he supposed having the edge badge on his uniform would be nice to ensure people left him alone. Rubbing the back of his neck he left out a slow breath, debating the pros and cons of accepting the position, having little doubt that Yuuta wouldn't just instantly agree to it and pounce on the idea with all his might. It would get him attention, and a way to get more spars in-- to top it off he'd get to help other people, it was the perfect job for the little idiot.

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It wasn't until Mako started to read over his own letter that Yuuta ripped open his own. Yuuta's method of opening the letter was far less smooth, he simply ripped the letter open without much care for how smooth the cut was. He removed the paper eagerly when Mako said he'd like it, just as Mako expected his eyes light up with excitement. Yuuta shot up to his feet and actually jumped in the air with excitement "Hell yeh!" he shouted without particular care for the peace of the neighbours, he was usually quiet so that shouldn't matter for that tone little outburst.

He landed on the air just a little above his chair with his legs folded, he didn't want to damage the chair by landing on it. His bright, innocent grin shone over at Mako as he started to speak with nothing but pure excitement "I've been waiting for this for sooooooo long, I can't wait to try and help people improve. I do it already but being a tutor just makes it even more cool and makes it easier to find space for the training" If Mako looked closely enough, he'd probably notice the hearts practically pouring out of Yuuta's eyes. His features softened after a few seconds as a soft, calm expression greeted Mako as Yuuta lowered himself into the chair "You should do it too. You are kinda scary to some people so your classes shouldn't be ram packed, but it gives you the opportunity to access more resources and learn new ways to think about things in order to teach them. You won't just be helping others, you'll be making yourself stronger too" He figured Mako being Mako might have overlooked the benefit of mutual learning, instead seeing the fact it involved people and focusing on that aspect even though he almost certainly looked at both sides. It was times like this Yuuta felt a little useful, just giving his friend a light push in the right direction.

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As he had expected, the redhead was beyond excited-- practically glowing with interest and excitement as he jumped in the air and practically pranced-- gushing over the new position he had been offered. It made sense, he knew that it was perfect for someone like Yuuta-- but he wasn't quite sure about accepting the position himself. A slow breath left his lips as his eyes trailed over toward the paper that he had placed on the top of the table in thought-- did he really want to do it? He wasn't entirely certain, there was some degree of benefit of course, but they were fairly minimal by comparison to the drawbacks in his eyes.

Then, Yuuta made a surprisingly firm comment-- telling him that he should do it as well. Mako silently arched a brow, obviously curious what brought on such a solid sentence from the redhead-- usually, he bumbled and barely managed to get his words straight. It was rare he was this serious and sure of what he was about to say, even to him. He listened quietly to the reasoning that Yuuta offered him, and would slowly allow his gaze to slide upward as he contemplated it all. Helping himself as well as others, hm?

He supposed that was true-- the opinions of others, or the way others thought in general-- could be used as a way for him to adjust his own methods. Of course, he was also increasing their own power-- but then, that also could be a strong benefit could it not? If he managed to slip into the shadows afterward, and they continued to grow using his teachings, then they would steal the spotlight and make it that much easier on him when it came to avoiding attention. A slow smile traced over his lips, though it was anything but friendly-- it was that same demented smirk that caused most people to get shivers.

Still, it quickly fell from his face as he slowly lowered his face once more to face Yuuta-- and simply nodded once. "Very well," with that, he would grasp the letter and slowly push himself upward. "In that case, I suppose we should go give our approval, and pick up our new additions to our uniforms," he stated in his usual monotone voice, before glancing toward the door and moving toward it, figuring that Yuuta would move with him or catch up quickly enough as he tucked the letter away into the front of his robe.

The walk toward the administrative building wasn't a long one, but Mako still preferred to use shunpou-- purely because it meant he could avoid contact with as many of the idiots that flooded the Academy halls so constantly. So, with a single step, he blurred forward-- blurring and becoming invisible to the eyes of the other students as he flashed over their heads in the air-- until he re-appeared in front of the room, causing several students to jump out of their skin in confusion and shock. He didn't even offer them a second glance as he pushed the door open, and entered as the receptionist glanced up and offered a slight smile.

"Good afternoon, Fujita-- ah--" As Yuuta entered as well her smile brightened and become far more sincere, "--and Yasui, what can I do for you dear?" Mako simply lifted the paper and offered it to her, letting Yuuta hand over his own as well.

"We're here to pick up the tutor and enforcer badges," he stated bluntly, his cold, robotic tone causing her smile to falter slightly-- before she opened the papers and glanced the information over, before nodding once and standing, "Give me one moment to fetch them," without a word Mako simply tucked his hands behind the small of his back once more and allowed his gaze to trail upward toward the roof for a brief moment. What exactly, he pondered, was he going to be training in these kidou tutoring lessons? They had to come to him first off-- the Academy assigned the students, but they couldn't force them to attend the actual tutoring sessions.

Similarly, wasn't his usual training methods too harsh for these idiots that lingered in the Academy? He couldn't know for certain. A slight sigh passed through his lips as he slowly shook his head, focusing his gaze toward the redhead beside him-- pondering how exactly he was going to do his lessons. Probably just drag them into a sparring match and correct them as he went-- something far easier to do than with kidou. How annoying.

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Unlike most people, that smirk of Mako's gave Yuuta a warm fuzzy feeling inside. It wasn't his fault he was bad at smiling and Yuuta made no judgement, it meant Mako was more than likely satisfied with a conclusion he came to. If Yuuta had to hazard a guess it was what made Mako happy, even if he didn't recognise happy in the traditional sense, it was likely the closest comparable within Mako's spectrum of emotion. Like most of Mako's unusual quirks and actions, it was reassuring to Yuuta because his friend was still his friend and felt comfortable around him. He'd quite happily admit the thing that he was proudest of, was not his own strength and development, but his friendship with Mako.

He wasn't surprised when Mako said he'd go along with it, it made his own beaming smile somehow brighter and warmer than before now he knew his friend was joining. He literally jumped off his chair and over the table to get to the door, sprinting full pelt with a few shorter shunpo as not to alarm anybody unlike Mako. It was kinda funny how he was so blunt and didn't give a fuck. He arrived just after Mako and gave the receptionist a friendly wave and a "Hiya" much to her delight it seemed. It did bother Yuuta how people were warmer to him that Mako, but it was understandable given their quite distinct personalities so he didn't hold it against them. He eagerly handed his papers over to the lady straight after Mako, although he wasn't actually moving it was quite obvious that Yuuta was a ball of energy that could burst into bouncing off the walls at any second without warning.

Almost as if he read his mind, or more just knowing Mako and people very well, Yuuta beamed over to Mako whilst he waited for the badges to arrive "You know, we should offer free cakes, biscuits and tea to help encourage people to come along for the first few classes. I'll enjoy making them anyway so it's no problem" he purposely avoided saying just for Mako because he'd want to do it for his own students to be nice, plus he didn't want Mako to think he was doing him a favour. Mako had a habit of being funny about owing people things even when he really didn't owe anybody anything "You could even use them as rewards for people doing well" though having said that, Mako would probably enforce the rule brutally which might result in nobody eating cake exxcept him, eating it in the most evil way to torment everybody without possibly intending to. The thought was horrific yet somewhat amusing, he'd said it now anyway.

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Mako's gaze slid toward Yuuta as he began to eagerly explain his idea of offering tea and biscuits to those that were involved in their lessons-- causing a brief sigh of exasperation to leave his lips. What was the point in such things? If they wanted to train then they would come and train to become stronger-- having to bribe someone to be stronger was completely counterintuitive, they wouldn't ever come forward and continue moving without their own sense of self and drive. Despite this, the redhead insisted that he would make them so it was "no problem" as he gave him a distasteful expression.

Slowly releasing a sigh from his lips once more, Mako would turn his gaze toward the door the receptionist had exited from, his response was simple and plain as per usual.

"Do as you like," with that, he figured it was settled-- he had little doubt the redhead wouldn't just make it all and lay them out on trays or some other bullshit so that they were out in the open and could be taken as they wished. Mako had no intention of advertising his position, nor did he intend to offer treats or encouragement-- they would grow strong if they worked with him. That was all the encouragement anyone worth his time would require, anything less was simply not worth the effort or thought.

With this, he would turn his gaze to the side and focus on the woman as she re-entered the room, in her hand four separate badges, she would step forward offering two to each of them, one the slim tutors badge that was to be clipped onto the front of the uniform, and the other a single yellow sash worn on the arm to signify that they were Academy enforcers-- which effectively meant nothing more than they were allowed to use force to solve a situation if it called for such in their tutoring session, just like a teacher was allowed to do. A glorified license to do harm, and nothing more, but he supposed it was good that he wouldn't be yelled at for punishing some idiot that did something in his lesson.

Taking a step forward, Mako would calmly slip on the new additions, accepting the letter that was to place in his room for official documentation of the acceptance, before a paper was put down in front of both of them to sign-- showing that they knew and accepted the responsibilities of their new positions. Mako did so, signing his name in Kanji, and then in elegant, neat cursive in English next to it just in case it was required. Handing the document over calmly and briefly waiting for Yuuta-- before exiting the room without a word as the receptionists "thank you" echoed out behind them.

He walked forward casually, the yellow band glinting in the light as he briefly glanced toward Yuuta-- "I'm going to go back to my training. What are you going to do?" the question was simple enough, it was more so that he could keep tabs on the idiotic redhead than anything else. It was preferable to know where he was going, even if he could sense his reiatsu signature without issue generally.

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Yuuta go the distinct impression that Mako wasn't exactly a fan of the idea, but knew better than to argue as it wouldn't be worth his time and energy to try and fail to do so. Worst case scenario he'd just find out who attended Mako's class and ensure they had cakes. Mako's assumption was have been right too, he did intend just to lay them out so people could eat them as they pleased; though he would recommend they wait until after sparring so they didn't feel sick after sparring.

Ah yes, the receptionist lady returned with their badges. They looked so cool when they were close Yuuta bowed slightly as he accepted the pair of badges and said a genuinely cheery "Thank you". He quickly set to work attaching the badge and sash neatly, he made an internal vow to only use his new found powers for good! That included breaking up fights and pimp slapping people who would bully newbies because that just wasn't cool on any level. He had got away with stepping in before as he was a golden boy, but it felt right to do it now and the academy couldn't be accused of favouritism.

Ah paperwork, Yuuta actually read it over quickly in his head; he was quite good at speed reading. He neatly signed at the bottom, mimicking Mako's method just in case. When he joined the academy he could barely write, and what he could write was messy due to a lack of ability to learn as a child; but his very high aptitude for learning showed through as he'd already caught up with his peers and started to excel.

Yuuta looked up briefly as he exited the room, he often looked up when he was thinking but the answer was obvious "I think I'll join you, and if we spar I'm going to take you down this time" He shone Mako a bright grin and gave him a thumbs up. Mako was possibly the worst possible match for Yuuta in terms of combat styles, but he never got mad or disheartened. Yuuta cared deeply for Mako and held a lot of respect for the man after all.

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Mako arched a slim brow as the redhead would bounce around gleefully for his badges practically before the other boy would comment about going with him to training-- causing a brief sigh to pass from his lips, of course, he wanted to tag along. Well. He supposed that was fine in its own way. Stepping forward, he flashed through in a shunpou once more through the hallways, only touching down occasionally so that he could land on the floor and shift directions through the hallways. He had nothing against the man wanting to spar and train-- but it would probably be better if he went against someone that was more in his skillset.

Someone that utilized Hakuda as a specialization, so that he could properly learn and fight. It was a difficult thing to find however due to their time in the Academy being so slow-- they were limited in exactly what they could be actually doing as far as training. Yuuta would need full-fledged officers to train properly with the way he acted and his level of power, especially due to the armor that was condensed inside his skin. Lowering a hand slowly he would release a sigh, before tucking his hands behind his back slightly and glancing over his shoulder toward Yuuta once more.

"We can spar, I suppose. Don't expect too much out of it, however, I think you're passing the point where training your Hakuda against me will do much-- beyond increasing your raw level of Reiatsu, at least." As he stated this, Mako would then lift a hand and push the door to the dormitory section open once more, his hands sliding into the edging so that they could make their way into the sparring grounds-- they would need their usual private areas, but that was perfectly fine. Due to the time of day he doubted anyone would actually be in the training grounds, to begin with, and if they did they could easily then be avoided.

Moving toward the grass fields, Mako calmly placed his hands behind his back as he turned once they got to a private area and would level his gaze on the redhead calmly-- before he would state calmly, "--Shall we, then?" before the sparks of his kidou would slowly begin to pulse around him, flowing toward him as the pressure shifted slowly. It would be a spar like normal, and he had little doubt he would win, once more-- but he still tried, he had to at least give the man that.

The sound of kidou and fists clashing filled the air for the next several hours.

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