recolle | (Semi Closed) Bingo time!

Nice to meet you...

[He knows to some degree but just doesn't care.]

I don't care as long as it works for the square.

[There is a small grunt from him as he moves to sit down...he's sweating a lot more than he was before or did he not notice?]

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Mmm, same.

[ He pours the water over the sand and starts trying to pile it a little again, but then stops when he sees Ritsu sit down. Wasn't he just blowing off questions about being OK? ]

Hey, what's wrong? I'm not just going to finish this for you...

[ Easier said than done, though, as he makes sure the bucket is packed onto the top to make a flat 'roof' while watching Ritsu. ]

[He might have been...but honestly, he didn't think too much about the heat until it's hit him now. The beach is rough.]

Hot...

[He tries to wipe his forehead only to have more sand stick there he's getting annoyed now.]

Where is some water?

[ The beach is amazing. Ritsu's just not very tough, it seems.

Mao watches him wipe his forehead then glances at the literal beach with waves and splashing and spray and water, then back at Ritsu. ]

To get in or to drink? A swim will cool you down but you don't look dressed for it...

[He prefers it inside...so what?

Ritsu sees his look and he gives Mao a look that screams "Really?".]

To drink...I know the ocean is there.

[ Yeah but does he ever get out?

...Look, it's a fair question, don't look at him like that. ]

Probably at the boardwalk. You wanna go up there?

[Not a lot, to be honest.]

Yeah...

[He looks like he can barely walk.]

Maybe I'm weak to the sun?

[ Mao leans down and offers him a hand. It's a good thing he's here, apparently. ]

The sooner the better, then. And if you're not used to it then this can be a lot, I guess. We should get you to some shade.

[Reaching up he takes Mao's hand and then there is a wide eye look from Ritsu as he looks at him and shakes his head for a moment.

Someone that looks just like this person in front of him, his best friend, helps him move along and smiles as he speaks. "As the SS approaches, Trickstar’s schedule has been packed full of stuff like lessons and jobs…

I might not have any time to do things like go swimming at the beach or visit the summer festival this year at all.

This Starmine, it’s probably going to be a fireworks festival like its name suggests.

Even if we’re only here for a job, I’m still glad that I’ll get to experience a summer-like feeling ♪"

Ritsu then replies lazily. "A fireworks festival just means there’s going to be a crowd, which is troublesome~ Let’s just roll around in an air-conditioned room~

Become useless with me, Maa-kun… ♪"

He snaps out of it and blinks at the other and then tilts his head curious about the name coming up again...]

...Maakun?

[ At first Mao's worried this guy's getting worse with the way his face changes but as soon as Ritsu grabs his hand he realizes what's happening. He's not sure why it's happening to both of them, though.

"Maa-kun, you're unexpectedly suited to taking care of people, I think. On top of the heavy labor, there's all the interpersonal stress." The air is oppressively warm, maybe even warmer than it is right now, and it's the guy whose hand he's holding that's talking to him.

"You like that kind of thing, don't you... But in the end, Maa-kun shines the brightest when you're being an idol. Being a nurse suits you the next most, after that."

And Mao answers, fondly even if he's exasperated, "Yeah, I've gotten those skills from taking care of you. Nursing, huh? That's a possible job, too. But for now, I want to stay an idol.

But if I'd failed to make it as an idol, I wonder what kind of life I'd be living now?"

Even though it wasn't in the exchange he heard, there's a name in his mind now and it can only belong to the face in front of him when he shakes his head and returns to the beach he's standing on. ]

Ricchan?

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[Just staring at the other the nickname gets him to hold Mao's hand tighter as he stands up and looks him dead in the eye.]

...We were best friends?

[He pauses and then tilts his head.]

But why were we fighting you...and "Trickstar" in that Duel thing?

Maa-kun...

For a long time. Since we were little, I think. We lived near each other.

[ Mao can't picture the house or the neighborhood, nothing else associated with the memory, but he knows what he's saying is true even though until today he's never seen Ritsu before.

He also can't make sense of the rest of what Ritsu's saying. The second part makes him shake his head. ]

I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not a trickster and I don't like to fight. I was on the student council.

[ Even if it doesn't make sense, though, he still doesn't let go of Ritsu's hand. He even tugs a little. ]

C'mon, let's get you out of the sun.

...yeah.

[That sounds so correct that it's painful...he can't remember what the houses look like but he can remember Mao helping him a lot. That is so strange he never even attempted to make friends until he got the mysterious app.

He frowns and looks a little frustrated.]

I remember saying the name...Maakun...and Trickstar though.

[The tug feels familiar and he can't help but to smile a little bit...it was kind of nice and so familiar.]

Is Maakun going to take care of me?

Maakun sounds familiar, Maakun is definitely me. [ Which isn't something he ever imagined saying; his family is much more American than Japanese and he's never really had a nickname since his own name is already so short. ]

I don't know about Trickstar... it sounds like an idol group, though. Was it the one you were in?

[ He sees the way Ritsu smiling and wow, that feels familiar too. Something in him feels reluctant, like this is a road he shouldn't go down, but mostly it feels like putting on an old jacket or hearing an old favorite song. ]

I'll help you out right now but don't get used to it. Are you able to walk to the boardwalk?

It is, for sure. [At least it was a kind of cute nickname for the most part. Even if it was longer than his actual name.]

It does...no, it wasn't my groups for sure.

[Since they were fighting the group...or something? Details are still fuzzy for that memory.

This was really odd...but also something comforting and it would be a lie if Ritsu said he didn't like it.]

Mn, sure. Um...not sure? It's really hot.

[ It's weird for this guy to sound so much more confident about that than Mao himself is. It's his name, he should know? ]

I'm sure it'll make sense eventually, you can't force these things.

[ At least he doesn't think you can. He likes his life, so he hasn't really tried.

Mao shakes his head but he can't just leave Ritsu out here to cook, especially not knowing what they know now. ]

Are you gonna try or do you just want me to carry you or something?

[ This is not a serious suggestion but as soon as Mao says it, he can tell it was the wrong thing to suggest. He's going to end up carrying this guy, isn't he? ]

[It was just a feeling...but one that he really likes.]

Yeah, but maybe we can remember other things too...

[Ritsu wasn't one to intrude on people's business but lately these new memories are enough to make him do more snooping.

The offer to be carried gets him to perk up a little and he finds himself reaching out for the other...for some reason this feels so familiar too.]

Probably but who knows what else there might be to remember? It could be horrible, stuff you don't want to know. Have you remembered anything else about yourself?

[ And there it is. Mao takes a second to gather up his castle building toys and the bucket he had them in, then takes Ritsu's hand to help him up before turning around. How does this happen? Giving Anya piggyback rides makes sense but even if his memory is telling him how he and this guy know each other, it still feels weird. It beats the alternative, though. ]

Maakun likes going right to dark stuff~!

[He teases the other.]

Me? Hmm...I remember a few things like Secchan being a nickname for Sena. Plus the stuff with 'trickstar'. Not a lot about me...besides I was an idol?

[Which was weird enough to remember honestly.

When Mao helps him up he isn't completely surprised the other is willing to give him a piggyback ride. So more than willing himself he drapes himself over Mao's back.]

Maakun must be strong.

Hey... not really, I just get freaked out about these memories. I like my life, I don't want another one.

[ Maybe if it was a carbon copy of this one except his dad hadn't died and he had a couple more friends, but in general Mao's not unhappy. He sighs a little when Ritsu climbs on. This isn't normally a thing he'd offer another guy but he did tell Anya he wanted more hugs and this is kind of like a hug, right?

As far as the quality of it, the jury is out. ]

I guess? We're not going very far and this is faster than you walking by yourself.

[ And off they go, Mao placing his feet carefully to avoid dumping them both in the sand. ]

So you aren't even curious about things like that?

[Well at least this means he did have another friend...which seems to have been close. A hug? Yeah, they could go with that. The warmth from the other is familiar and he settles quickly, with a soft yawn.]

Yeah, Maakun is too kind~!

Sort of. I want to know why so many people who went to the same school are here and how we keep running into each other. Recolle's not small enough that that should keep happening.

[ Sure, another friend is great, but nothing else about his 'other' life seems to have been the same. What else could be different? He doesn't really want to think about it. ]

You should remember this, though, and take better care of yourself! Not everybody's going to be willing to just pick you up, you know.

You think so? Maybe we are all drawn to each other somehow?

[It was a theory?]

But you are Maakun~!

Maybe but do you think it's supposed to happen or not supposed to happen?

[ Mao's not sure which he prefers. They're at the stairs, so he stops and takes a deep breath to brace himself before starting up. ]

Yeah but you think I'm always going to be there to do it? We just met!

[ Kind of. In this life. ]

I guess it's supposed to happen in a way?

[Ritsu didn't expect him to carry him up the stairs but he holds on tight to help.]

Hm...maybe? I mean we seem to both remember something?

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