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Daily life wasn't normal anymore. Then again Justin couldn't recall a day that went by without him using his powers. At least not since his meeting with Gage several months ago. The two Fullbringers hit things off well enough given their first run in together involved fighting somebody else. Justin walked aimless around Naruki's biggest mall without any reason other than looking for cheep clothes. Meanwhile he recalled various events that lead up to himself being nearly homeless. Granted a cave outside town wasn't a bad home considering what he could pull off with Soul Communication, but ever since some group named Olympus attacked Karakura Town things hadn't been easy.
Justin's case only got worse considering Natsume's parents died. The young girl, barely in middle school, refused to leave Justin's side. She was safe back at their makeshift home but buying things for a young girl wasn't something Justin ever did before. A young ladies essentials were needed since her biological time clock was starting soon. The attack was a little over a week ago and he hadn't thought about asking Natsume until today. "Oh man, come on. I should be stronger than this." Justin's left hand rested on his stomach while right fell to respective side, fingers curling making a half-fist. The expression on his face was one of embarrassment and disgust; Almost melancholic. "Demons are one thing, buying this is another."
Justin had stopped by an isle with undergarments girls in the age range of middle school students. An older lady gave Justin a glance and walked away huffing, a younger girl around fourteen whispered creep to one of her friends as he barely waved. With head and arms hung low Justin sighed in defeat. "I don't even know her size. At least, not in Japanese metric stuff."
So I will take this burden on and become the holy one
Karakura Town had been attacked just over a week ago, and still Kaori was still awaiting orders from Soul Society on what to do about it. But for the time being, the Crisis Core had upgraded their patrols, and Kaori had just gotten off of her last one. The Hollows were starting to become bothersome, but it honestly wasn't anything to worry about. Just meant that the Crisis Core, and whatever other spiritually aware beings in Karakura Town (Kaori had learned there was quite a lot of them) spent a good majority of their time hunting down the masked menaces and laying waste to them. Those who were equipped with a Zanpakutou tried to reach them first so their souls could be purged and sent on to the Soul Society, but there were times when a Hollow fell to someone who lacked the Shinigami's powers, and it irked Kaori, but there wasn't much to do about it.
The female had a long silver sleeveless dress slung over her left arm, and she was currently searching for accessories to go with the shimmering material when a slight bit of commotion caught her attention. The words creep and pervert were tossed around frequently, and it was enough to draw the female's attention. She glanced down the aisle, an undergarment aisle, she recognized instantly, and spotted a male, likely in his late teens or early twenties, in the aisle, looking at the various rows of panties. Kaori raised an eyebrow at the male, before approaching him. "Is there anything I can help you with?" Her voice was calm, though there was no perkiness in it that a sales associate would have used. Her eyes leveled the male with a steady stare, unwavering. Despite her words, the girl's posture stated she was unimpressed with the male's antics.
Remember I am human and I'm bound to sing this song
Female clothing was not on Justin's to-do list normally but today was that exception. Natsume needed new attire but telling others he was shopping for a girl who was without relatives and lived with him could end badly. At least explaining she was his sister might do the trick. A lie but a necessary one. Some chilly sensation captured his attention though he was currently unaware it due to his third-eye. With attention distracted he didn't notice the other presence fully until a cold, yet feminine, voice spoke up. Already widened eyes changed focus towards this ivory haired angel. Lungs stopped drawing in air with all thoughts ceasing as pink stained his cheeks. "Damn.." He said in a low tone to himself. "..you cannot be human."
Justin was trapped in a spider's web without any means to escape. His pride slipped and he wore his emotions on his sleeve; showing easily what was the object of his attention. It wasn't simply her well shaped mounds in good sync with her stomach and hips, nor just her chilly colored eyes and ivory hair. His lips nervously smiled with him glancing away. "Oh, right, yea I could use some." He pouted looking back to her. "Archer, well it's my surname. Um-" Eyes closed with him taking in a deep breath, catching a wiff of Kaori's scent. Well, calming down wasn't working but in one sense, due to her scent, it was. he sighed. "My sister's parents, our parents, died in that terrorist attack a week ago. So I took the first trip here from The States to look after her."
Nice Justin, start off with a sad story. He really didn't mean to be that way. "Since she hurt her leg she can't get out and I'm having to shop for her. Clothes got burned in the fire. And I'll be blunt, and I know I'm talking a lot, but I have no clue how to go about buying things for girls."
So I will take this burden on and become the holy one
"..you cannot be human."
"I assure you I am" The tone of her voice only seemed to get icier. Kaori was not a woman who tolerated nonsense, and she especially hated when people tried compliments and flattering to lessen the trouble they would be in when they were finally caught. The female was aware of her beauty, but most people in Japan knew at least her family name, if not her face, and the thought this male may be a foreigner did not cross her mind; his Japanese was too precise for the thought to form.
But beyond the first statement, the male did not try anything else. He seemed entranced, but the female cared little about his current torrid emotions. The male, Archer, introduced himself, stating needlessly that Archer was a surname. It was with this statement the thought of him being a foreigner finally crossed her mind. In Japan, it was commonplace for people, both male and female, to not only introduce themselves by their family name, but also go by them in all but the most informal of occasions.
Everything clicked into place all at once when Archer started his explanation. Though Kaori's face remained a passive mask, she felt sadness for the male. Losing your parents was a hard event, especially when it was in such dire circumstances. Kaori's own father had died when she had been in the Soul Society learning how to become a Shinigami. The two were not close, her father cared more about his business than he did his children, but his death had affected Kaori in a way she had never thought it possibly could. "I'm sorry about your family. My name is Mejiro-san. How old is your sister? Is she average sized for her age?"
Remember I am human and I'm bound to sing this song
“Natsumi, she’s ten.” The male’s somber tone carried with an equally melancholic expression. No nervous strings were plucked during these moments that passed by like a world separate from reality. As though they were inside some place with only them existing and their words, Justin sighed with closed eyes. A half raised arm bent at elbow at waist height, those right hand’s fingers curled with Justin’s shoulders slumping as though expelling a secret that kept part of his heart catatonic. “She’s always latching onto me after the …incident.” For a brief moment green lightning sparked from his right hand, it was only a faint signal of Fullbring spiritual pressure in physical form due to his internal emotional turmoil.
The signal vanished within the second is flashed, Justin’s eyes turning back to Mejiro. “A-Cup, at least in US standards, as for her hips, I …would say average for someone who’s ten. Unlike me, she’s pure Japanese.” Justin’s hands slipped inside his pants pockets and turned towards the undergarents. He rose a curious right brow and faintly groaned inside his throat. “I’d really prefer her not wearing anything weird. I’ve always wanted to go shopping for undergarments with a lady just….” He chuckled with a pained smile. “Just, not for my…sister of all people. Personally, I think blue with a silver tint with look good on you.” Flirting again, she might be unphased by it but that wouldn’t stop Justin at least from trying; that and trying to cheer himself up.
So I will take this burden on and become the holy one
The girl had lost her parents when she was ten. It was such a young age to have your role models torn so suddenly and cruelly away from you. Kaori felt for both the child and her elder brother, who likely had been forced to grow up much too quickly to take care of his younger sibling. Though her outward expression remained carefully neutral, the female nodded, and turned to the various racks of undergarments, listening to the male's slight explanation of his slight sister.
She did raise an eyebrow at the male when he stated his sister was an A Cup, though the female didn't comment on where his knowledge on cup sizes came from. "Alright, so she'll probably be around a 65B, give or take." Kaori ignored Justin's comment about what colors would look good on her, her focus remaining on the garments that stretched out before her. Something somewhat normal, that was something Kaori could agree with. She pulled a plain white set from one of the racks. There was an underwire, and a small pink bow between the two cups, but the bra supported a small amount of padding. "Here." Kaori didn't ask him for his opinion on the garment set she'd picked out, handing it to the male instead.
Remember I am human and I'm bound to sing this song
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