Toybox: Oh, of course! It's xxx-xxx-xxx. I'm so glad you're trying to get along with Tsukasa!
Akito: thanks
Friday 4:35 PM -
Toybox: Hey Akito, Tsukasa gave me two tickets to his new show tomorrow. Would you like to come with me? Kohane is going as well.
Akito had been staring at the message for a while now. It was probably only 30 seconds, but it felt like a lot to him. Go to Tsukasa's new show or not, why was this such a difficult decision for him? Of course he doesn't want to go! Theater performances have never been his thing, they over exaggerate every move, but he has to admit that some songs from musicals are on his playlist. Akito sighs and decides that it couldn't hurt to get musical inspiration from it, even if hip-hop and theater music are wildly different.
Akito: yk what sure. only cuz im interested in the kind of music they put on there
Toybox: That's wonderful to hear! Thank you! I'm sure you'll enjoy it, their songs are amazing.
Akito was sure Toya had stars in his eyes while he typed that, and he rolled his own. Fondly of course. However, this got Akito thinking, what kind of show is it? What should he wear? He's sure if he wore his typical outfits he'd stand out like a sore thumb, similar to how if Tsukasa went to one of his shows he would.
The two continued texting, Akito getting more details about where everything was, since he had never been to the Wonder Stage. Talking about it reminded him of the fact he had followed their account, and he immediately rushed to open their page; he needed to see if they posted pictures of the audience. He can't be caught going to one of these shows!
Scrolling through the account, he saw multiple pictures of the group together, behind the scenes stuff, pictures of Tsukasa sewing, pictures of Kamishiro working on various robots, and more. Thankfully, he only ever saw pictures of the audience during closing night, and the show he was attending was not closing. If he lingered longer on pictures of Tsukasa, he refused to acknowledge it. If he focused on only Tsukasa when he was in pictures, again, he didn't think much of it.
As he suspected, he did kind of stand out when he looked around at the outfits of everybody in the audience, but he didn't care; he wasn't going to change himself for a show. Toya had mentioned to them that they had reserved seats at the front, to which Kohane gasped excitedly, and the color drained from Akito's face. He was planning on staying in the back, so he could be easily ignored!
He decided to suck it up, he didn't want to ruin the other two's mood, they were clearly excited. They led him to the Wonder Stage and he was surprised at how big it really was; The pictures really didn't do it justice, he thought it was tiny. It was decorated nicely, there were plants hanging everywhere making him wonder once more what the play was about.
Walking to the front, they noticed three seats in the middle that had bright yellow papers on them with the word 'reserved' in big sharpie. Underneath it was a drawing of all of the members in their costumes for the show, he assumes.
Kohane giggled and took off the paper for her seat, "Probably drawn by Emu, she's creative like this." Toya nodded in agreement while Akito looked around, the place was packed. And for just a regular night, not closing or opening! He sat down in the middle of the two and idly chatted with them while waiting for the show to begin.
At some point, the curtains ruffled, and a girl with pink hair peeked out, poorly covering herself. She made eye contact with the three of them and let out a squeal before closing the curtains again. "That was Emu, she's probably off to tell the rest of them that you actually showed up, Akito." Kohane let out a quiet giggle and smiled at him, whereas Akito groaned and slouched.
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spray painted stars - akikasa
RomanceStrange things start appearing in both Street Sekai and Wonderland Sekai that were attached to the feelings of Tsukasa and Akito. They learn to accept their feelings, but how will they progress their newfound friendship into a relationship? -- cross...