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In my room.

[He wasn't expecting it to be this easy. Now he's kind of terrified. ]

[Perhaps he should be. Just because Mikazuki has resolved to tell him, doesn't mean it will be on Kanesada's terms.

He doesn't reply to the message, nor does he come to find him right away. Kanesada is left to wait some minutes, no more than a half hour, regardless of any plans he might have had. Fortunately, Mikazuki also knows this to be the time that his friend reserves for reading comics or otherwise getting up to absolutely nothing of consequence.

When he does arrive, the door to Kanesada's room slides open without annoucement. He guides the wooden door with the toe of his foot, closing it again with his heel, for his hands are occupied with a lacquer tray just large enough to hold everything necessary for tea for two.

Claiming one cushion among the few that are strewn about the floor, he sinks to his knees and sets the tray between them.

He doesn't answer the question.]

There. That's much better I think.

[Honestly, Izuminokami wouldn't have been surprised if Mikazuki had not shown up. Or maybe he would tomorrow with some laugh and said he thought they were talking about a later date. Anything is possible with this sword.

He had been waiting for ten minutes before he decided he wasn't going to waste time and lounged around, reading some comics he had found around this place. When Mikazuki shows up, with the tea because of course he would fucking do that, Izuminokami looks up and sighs before going to sit with him.]

Could have at least helped with that if that's what you were doing.

[It's best not to immediately jump into the conversation. That'll make Mikazuki avoid it all the more.]

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[It just goes to show just how grateful Mikazuki is, that he didn't bail on him. That and his word does mean something to him. Just how long it takes him to make good on it is another matter entirely.]

Oh? I wasn't aware you were familiar with the particulars of properly serving tea. Tell me what is your preferred blend for a late summer afternoon?

[Is he being patronizing? Maybe. Is there a right answer to his question? Absolutely.

The answer is in the cup he pours out and places in front of Izuminokami with all the grace and hospitality of a master.]

[He knows when Mikazuki is being a jerk and this is one of those times.] Oi, listen. I don't know that kind of stuff but I could have helped you carry everything, at least. That's what I meant, asshole.

[It was strange to think about how when he first got here, the idea of calling Mikazuki Munechika an asshole would have seemed like a terrible thing but now? Well, he knows the other well enough.

But as he looks down at the tea being poured out, he lifts it up.] It's this tea, right? The answer to your question or whatever?

[Mikazuki just smiles at the mild abuse hurled his way. It's honestly one of the things he appreciates most about Izuminokami. That they can have this kind of relationship that doesn't have anything to do with how special he supposedly is or isn't. It's also means he doesn't have to feel bad when he teases him in turn.

And what makes him think maybe it's fine if he shares a little more with the young sword than he normally would were he anyone else.]

So do you know what it is? [Said while sipping at his tea.]

Afternoon...tea? [He takes a drink and frowns.] Um, green. Green afternoon tea...?

Listen, I don't know! It doesn't matter! [He puts his tea down and points to Mikazuki.] You're not doing this today. You can't play this game. What do you want to know by asking me about Kunihiro?

[He remains still, unwavering as he enjoys his tea in the face of the accusations.]

Izuminokami-dono. I was getting right to the heart of it. I asked you what you know about that.

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Don't you 'dono' me! I know what it means when you call someone that. [Mikazuki is, after all, a real asshole.]

And you asked me about tea. [But maybe that had been code for something...?] I...think. Ugh, it's always this bullshit with you.

[Siiiiiiiiiiiip.]

You asked me what this was for. [Way back when.] First, I want to hear what you think.

You know what I think? I'll tell you what I think. [He looks at him pointedly, leaning on his arm.]

I think you and Daihannya got something going on. You got some kind of history because when he first came here, he got all weird about hearing you were here and you two clearly got a thing because when you two were fucking me it was weird. All that eye contact and you two didn't do a thing with each other? But god, it was like being a third freakin' wheel when I was the one with all the dick in me!

[He takes his tea and sips it loudly, eyes staying on Mikazuki to see how he reacts.]

[Mikazuki listens to all this quietly, without refute, and he doesn't even have the decency to look abashed when Kanesada is finished. No, there's only one detail in all of it that he latches on to now.]

Weird? How exactly do you mean that?

What do you mean? It's weird! Like you two were having a thing and I was some, I don't know, prop! It...it was weird!

[Sipping that tea loudly again, looking away because now he feels like he should have just stayed quiet. It's just like Mikazuki to do this.]

[He's just gonna let his friend thoroughly embarrass himself like this. Get through the whole spiel before correcting him. Though really it's only embarrassing because Kanesada feels the need to make it so.]

That I understand. What was he like when you mentioned I was here?

Oh. [That is a little embarrassing but the show must go on.]

It wasn't a big deal or anything. I just said you were here and he went quiet for a bit. He's not exactly a shy guy so it stood out to me.

[Mikazuki seems to ponder that for a bit, finishing off his first cup of tea while he does. He looks to Kanesada to refill it.]

Well that's no help at all.

I'm real sorry I don't go around and record people's actions in my head. [He grumbles and sips his tea.] He acted weird, okay? It's all I got.

[For a response, Mikazuki simply hums and then lets them fall to the sort of uncomfortable silence that he knows will get under Kanesada's skin. Besides, the young sword isn't doing his duty and there's the matter of his empty tea cup to deal with.]

[Of course it gets under his skin. How could it not? He finishes his tea and goes to pour himself more until he realizes Mikazuki's cup is empty as well so with a grumble he fills the other sword's cup.

And finally loses it.] Is that it? Is that all you came here for? Not even gonna say anything about the rest of the stuff I brought up?

[Well at least he has the decency to nod his thanks once it's full again even if it's going to be served with a side of squawking.]

What's there to say? You're absolutely right.

Oh. [He thought this would be harder for Mikazuki to admit but okay.]

I am. Yeah. So what are you going to do about it? Just not say anything or what?

[If Kanesada is particularly perceptive he'll notice how Mikazuki's shoulders fall slightly as he lowers his cup, cradling it in both hands.]

Is that what you recommend?

[He does notice but he prefers to keep Mikazuki being oddly open (or more so than he usually is) so he keeps up the current mood.]

Oh yeah, that's definitely what I recommend. [The sarcasm is thick.] I can't deal with you sometimes I swear.

[When he laughs it's warm and full of a rare kind of affection. He had to admit, Kanesada had become a terribly good friend.]

Only sometimes?

[If somebody had told Izuminokami that Mikazuki Munechika would become one of his best friends then he may have never believed them. But here they were.]

I'm trying to be nice.