Itsuki stands still, eyes fixed first on the ocean waves, then towards that sound that he thinks is growing louder the longer he stands here.
He shades a hand over his eyes, all the better to see Buzen, because he will see Buzen, right? And finally starts moving toward that engine sound -- a sound that Itsuki associates solely with Buzen now. It's as much him as his red eyes and dark hair and sweet smile are... and while Itsuki does have a preference... He loves everything Buzen is, and loves everything he likes.]
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Itsuki stands still, eyes fixed first on the ocean waves, then towards that sound that he thinks is growing louder the longer he stands here.
He shades a hand over his eyes, all the better to see Buzen, because he will see Buzen, right? And finally starts moving toward that engine sound -- a sound that Itsuki associates solely with Buzen now. It's as much him as his red eyes and dark hair and sweet smile are... and while Itsuki does have a preference... He loves everything Buzen is, and loves everything he likes.]