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    ((After many tries and much struggle, here it is!))


    Yuki smiled as they walked, loving the warmth that Shiro's hand offered. "I love you, Shiro." He said, feeling completely happy and content with everything. Everything just felt utterly perfect in that one moment.


    --


    "Yeah, see? Just a little rash." Idate said, flinching a bit when Nagi abruptly stood up and slammed her hands on the table. "B*llsh*t!" She spat at both the bear and her uncle. "That's a bite mark, I can see it! You did it, didn't you Uncle?!" She wasn't quite yelling, but she was definitely getting close. How could her Uncle betray her like this? Idate stammered out something along the lines of, "Uh, um, I just, I mean, uh-" before being cut off by Nagi. "Speaking of which, what were you two doing last night? ALONE. IN UNCLE'S ROOM!" She shouted, finally yelling. "Nagi, go to your room." Idate whispered, a dark blush across his face, teeth gritted and brows furrowed.
    "What-"
    "Go to your room, now. We'll talk about this later."
    "No."
    "Excuse me?"
    "No. I won't allow that, that, that bear to steal you from me!" She snarled, pointing accusingly at the bear in question. Idate's feeble attempts at getting Nagi to stop had gotten him no where, so now it was time to put down the foot. "Nagisa, it is none of your business what relationship I have with Rocma. Now go to your room, and we will talk about this later." His voice was low, barely more than a whisper. Nagi glared at him, finally storming off to her bedroom and slamming the door.

    "Always." Yuki agreed, his smile growing wider as he looked over at Shirogane. Shiro was always so cute, he couldn't help but smile. His childish nature, which everyone seemed to dislike, was absolutely adorable to him.


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    "No, Rocma, its not your fault, you've done nothing wrong." Idate said, moving to Rocma's side and wrapping an arm around her. "I don't know what's gotten into Nagi, but its not your fault." He continued, wiping away the tears that were starting to fall down the bear's face. He took her shaking hand in his, wrapping her up in a hug as he tried to comfort her. He was so confused right now. Nothing Nagi had said made any sense to him. But, Rocma needed him right now.

    "Yup, and the waters are looking pretty clear today." Yuki said as they approached the water, making sure that there weren't any predators.


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    "Shhhh, it's OK, none of this is your fault. I'll talk to Nagi later, you don't have to worry about this, ok? I promise that it isn't your fault." Idate replied, gently stroking Rocma's hair and ears, trying to get her to realize it wasn't her fault. "If anything, its my fault. I know how Nagisa reacts to people, but I pushed her too far. It's not your fault. It's not." He added, planting gentle kisses on her cheeks, her nose, kissing away her tears.

    "Mmhmm, just us, no stupid predators." Yuki agreed, placing the basket into the boat before getting in himself. "How far out do you think we should go before we start fishing?" He asked, waiting for the wolf to get in.


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    Idate hated to say it, but that was probably the best idea. It would give him time to figure out what was wrong with Nagi, and it would hopefully give Rocma some time to calm down and recover from Nagi's outburst. "If you want to go, you can. Just remember that I love you." He whispered to her, letting the bear pull away from him. That being said, he honestly didn't want her to leave.

    "Sounds good." Yuki nodded and grabbed the paddles, starting to row them out into the water. He loved the smell of the ocean, and the sound of the waves lapping at the edge of the boat. He wished they could go fishing more often, but oh well. There wasn't anything he could do about it.


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    "Yeah, see you later." Idate said, watching the bear and seal leave. He took a moment to steel himself for what was to come, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He went to Nagi's door, knocking a few times and telling her he was coming in. He got no response, so he went in. He found her bundled up in blankets, face red from anger and pouting.
    "Rocma just left."
    "Good riddance." Nagi spat out.
    Idate sighed before responding. "Nagisa, I don't understand why you are so upset with her."
    "Because she is trying to steal you from me!" She was exasperated with him by now.
    "Nagi, you will always be my niece. You are like a daughter to me, andno one will ever change that." He said, hoping to make some sort of sense of what she was saying.

    Yuki giggled at Shiro's little shake, wondering if the fish would jump high enough to actually get in the boat. It had happened to him a few times, and it was very funny to watch them assault the boat with their little fish bodies.


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    "You just don't get it, do you?!" She growled out, glaring at her clueless uncle.
    "I'm sorry, Nagi, I really don't understand." Idate admitted, sitting down on the foot of Nagi's bed.
    "I love you, Uncle." Nagi said quietly, wrapping the blanket tighter around herself.
    "I love you too, Nagi." Idate said, still confused.
    "Not like that, Uncle. Just- Never mind. It doesn't matter."
    "Nagi, what do you mean?" He asked, even more confused than before.
    "Just leave me alone, Uncle." She said, refusing to look at him.
    "But-" she shot him a glare, "-alright. I'll go." He finally agreed, getting up and leaving his niece alone.

    "They sure are! I bet we'll catch lots of 'em today." Yuki agreed, giving Shiro a smile and continuing his rowing. The fish certainly were riled up today, so they could probably catch them fairly easily. At least, he hoped so.


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    Idate left the room, gently closing the door behind him. Maybe his brother was right, and he was a terrible guardian. He sighed, cleaning up the mess on the table. Today had just been one big confusing mess, and it was barely midafternoon. He pulled out a cigarette, deftly lighting it before sinking down on the couch.

    Yuki continued his rowing for a short while, before taking a look around and putting away the paddles. "Alright, I think this is a nice spot. What about you?" Yuki asked, peering down into the water. He could see the fish, curiously inspecting the boat, swimming around. Yeah, it was a perfect day for fishing.


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    Idate took a deep breath, inhaling the smoke, and held it for a moment before blowing out a few smoke rings. Soon his cigarette was out and he was feeling just as confused as ever. He went to his room, planning to take a nap, he found Rocma's scarf instead. "Sh*t. I should probably return this." He mumbled to himself.

    Yuki laughed, remembering the last time they had gone fishing. Shiro had ended up all wet, but he had also caught a pretty nice fish. "Yeah, you were so cute, all drenched in water like that. Not to mention, that fish you caught was delicious." He said with a giggle.


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    Idate picked up the scarf, giving it a small sniff, and got on his shoes. Time for a trip to Rocma's. "I'm going out for a bit." He called out to Nagi. He got no reply, so he headed out, scarf wrapped around his arm.

    ((Yooo, guess who got their laptop fixed? THAT'S RIGHT! IT'S JOHN CENA! Uhhhh, I mean, me! Also, I'm so flippin excited for this roleplay! :D :D :D :D :D))


    Idate took another drag from his cigarette, absentmindedly kicking a fishie out of his way. It was a fun little game he liked to play, kick small sea creatures and see how far they went. It didn't get far, maybe a couple feet before swimming off. He was rather bored, so the meager entertainment the fishie provided wasn't nearly enough to sustain him. He needed a good fight, maybe bully with some sharks. Unfortunately, most of the sharks around here chose not to play with him, so that was probably out of the question. God, he was just so bored. Not even his stroll was helping him. No fishies in sight, no small creatures which he could eat, and- wait a minute. What was that he saw in the distance? Tall dorsal fin, long tail, and the unmistakable delicious scent of shark. Just the right cure for his boredom. He changed the direction in which he walked, so that their paths would cross soon.

    ((YESSSSS, the roleplays will be so great, I'm practically dancing with joy over here.))


    Idate picked up the pace a bit, a big smile starting to spread across his face. Once he had gotten closer to the shark, he waved to him, his grin growing impossibly wider. "What's up, Old? Haven't seen you in a while." He said, already thinking up some good old puns. And the many ways he could play with his fishy friend. He was already getting excited just thinking about it.

    "Aww, come on, Old! That's so mean, how could you say that to your friend? I thought we were pals. Anyway, let's not beat around the bush. What do you say we play some games?" Idate said before taking another drag of his cigarette and blowing the smoke in Old's face, just to piss the guy off. His smile was still there, and his mischievous intent was more than obvious. He was so bored it was a miracle he hadn't jumped the guy already.

    "But, Old!" He began, making sure to draw out the 'o' in Old's name. "I'm so bored, wont you play with me? Besides, I fight all my friends." Idate said with a chuckle, finding it amusing that his smoke bothered the shark. So, of course, he did it again. He took another puff of his cigarette, blowing a smoke ring around Old's face just to piss him off. If he was lucky, and aggravating enough, he could get him to throw the first punch. It was so much more fun when they put up a fight.

    Idate laughed, dodging the punch. "Ha-Ha! That's more like it, hit me with all you've got!" He said, his boredom finally starting to fade. This was exhilarating, the adrenaline already starting to pump into his system. He quickly moved his cigarette to his lips before taking his first punch. It wasn't exactly a good one, weak and aimed towards Old's center, meant only to rile the shark up.

    Idate chuckled again, dodging another punch aimed right towards his face. "You can do better than that! What, you getting slow in your old age?" He said, knowing that the puny insult would not go unnoticed, and would piss the shark off as well. It was kind of hard to speak with a cigarette in his mouth, but he could manage.

    Idate was taken by surprise with that kick, which managed to catch him in the side. He had expected the shark to aim for his face again. He stumbled back a bit before quickly regaining his balance. "That's what I'm talking about." He said, almost complimenting Old before aiming another weak punch at the shark's face.

    ((I should probably not find this as amusing as I do:


    Idate tried to dodge the kick, but failed. How had he never noticed how long Old's legs were? "Ouch, that one actually hurt." He said, feeling the dull ache of forming bruises on his sides. Ok, no more fake punches. It's time to get real. He threw a punch at the shark's chest, thrilled to finally fight with someone.

    ((IT IS, AND THAT MAKES IT EVEN MORE HILARIOUS!))


    Idate enjoyed Old's pained yelp, but the satisfaction didn't last very long. He had to quickly dodge a fist aimed for his throat, feeling a bit nervous about how close that one was. Oh well, he thought, throwing another punch towards Old's face.

    Idate felt another kick land on his stomach, nearly falling backwards as it hit him in the stomach. "F*cker." He spat out, taking note to keep an eye on those legs. He threw another punch, not particularly aiming anywhere. He was just trying to not get kicked again at this point, hardly caring whether or not he actually hit the guy.

    Idate was surprised by the shark's actions, but played along nonetheless. The cigarette in his mouth had since died out, so he spit out the butt, stomping on it out of habit as he stared down the shark."F*cker." He said, the smirk never leaving his face.