[ The morning passes in a blur of wet clothes and instructions on the merits of laundry. Fortunately, Shouto had the foresight to set the clothes to dry the night before when he gave Allen space to dry and cloth himself. Predictably, the clothes are not in the best shape the following day, a quandary he planned to solve with his left side before Allen starts on his 'lessons' that leave him grimacing in pain at times. Old scars. Allen insists, which have Shouto openly staring at him in search of any other signs of injury. Shouto, for his part, insists on bandaging his feet before they head out for breakfast, managing to create his own medical supplies on the fly by adequately washing the sheet they slept on, per Allen's instructions, and drying it in a flash with his quirk. When it's dry, he promptly rips the sheet into two semi-equal lengths with his strength alone, setting them aside for his task. He listens to any complaints that come his way with a half ear. Intent on his task, he carefully wraps Allen's feet with the same single-minded dedication that he shows when feeding the koi or putting down tatami mats to replace the ones he burned. Even when Allen seems to walk without issue, he still offers to carry him through town, an offer that's promptly rejected as they head out of their room.
Breakfast is an odd affair. He's never had kidney pie but he eats everything on his plate with a spoon after he fails to find a pair of chopsticks. The flavor is more richer than he's used too but he makes no complaints even when the tea he's served tastes... strange.
Walking through Allen's world Shouto is reminded of the West with its busy unorganized cities. He's used to efficiency, but here it's almost nonexistent. There's no order he can see. No signs or instructions telling you where to go. He gets easily lost in the noise and bustle and has to stick close to Allen after he stops to look at something on display and loses him in the crowd. It's half an hour before he finds him again and that's only because he climbs onto the rooftops without a hood or hat. The crowds quickly find him and raise a commotion before Allen tracks him down and the two disappear with their hair brusquely covered.
The rest of the day is similar to what he witnessed when Allen was bound to a wheelchair and Shouto took him around town to talk to people. This time he doesn't need his help to get around, so he fades into the background to observe their surroundings in search of anything out of place. The problem is, everything seems out of place to him. From the way people talk in slang he doesn't understand to the way they act from brusque and confrontational to sweet and helpful. Allen sometimes sweeps in when Shouto finds someone who is helpful. He tries to interject on their behalf which usually ends up with Allen taking them somewhere else.
Sometimes Allen asks him questions too. Have you heard of Great Britain?It's a collection of island nations. England, Scotland, and... another island. He also mentions being born where they are now, and Shouto asks him where he liked to play, curious to know more about him. Allen talks about traveling with his Master, which Shouto finds fascinating with how animated he gets about certain things. He doesn't always understand some of what he says - gentlemanly manners? - but he can tell he enjoyed his time with him.
Unlike Allen, Shouto doesn't catch the stares thrown his way until Allen grows quiet, but before he can question him about it, he strides forward. He's so used to being stared at for his name and quirk it's become second nature to ignore them making him none the wiser. Shouto also doesn't snack between meals, but he's okay with eating a snack for a meal. He doesn't need as many calories as Allen despite their noticeable size difference. Later, when they pass a cemetery, Shouto stares outright at the stark difference in how they bury their dead. The cemetery is large. It's hard to see where one family is buried versus another and he doesn't think he sees any urns with ashes. His thoughts still linger on the cemetery they passed as they climb up to a stone monument of a man from near the end of the Edo Period.
Do you know them?
Shouto asks, looking up at Allen. In the dimming light, he looks so very far away. What are you thinking about? Quietly, he joins him at the steps, gaze lingering on him instead of the sunset ahead. They lock eyes when Allen turns to him to talk about Mana. His father. The one who cursed him. The Akuma. The one he smiled every day for. ]
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Breakfast is an odd affair. He's never had kidney pie but he eats everything on his plate with a spoon after he fails to find a pair of chopsticks. The flavor is more richer than he's used too but he makes no complaints even when the tea he's served tastes... strange.
Walking through Allen's world Shouto is reminded of the West with its busy unorganized cities. He's used to efficiency, but here it's almost nonexistent. There's no order he can see. No signs or instructions telling you where to go. He gets easily lost in the noise and bustle and has to stick close to Allen after he stops to look at something on display and loses him in the crowd. It's half an hour before he finds him again and that's only because he climbs onto the rooftops without a hood or hat. The crowds quickly find him and raise a commotion before Allen tracks him down and the two disappear with their hair brusquely covered.
The rest of the day is similar to what he witnessed when Allen was bound to a wheelchair and Shouto took him around town to talk to people. This time he doesn't need his help to get around, so he fades into the background to observe their surroundings in search of anything out of place. The problem is, everything seems out of place to him. From the way people talk in slang he doesn't understand to the way they act from brusque and confrontational to sweet and helpful. Allen sometimes sweeps in when Shouto finds someone who is helpful. He tries to interject on their behalf which usually ends up with Allen taking them somewhere else.
Sometimes Allen asks him questions too. Have you heard of Great Britain? It's a collection of island nations. England, Scotland, and... another island.
He also mentions being born where they are now, and Shouto asks him where he liked to play, curious to know more about him. Allen talks about traveling with his Master, which Shouto finds fascinating with how animated he gets about certain things. He doesn't always understand some of what he says - gentlemanly manners? - but he can tell he enjoyed his time with him.
Unlike Allen, Shouto doesn't catch the stares thrown his way until Allen grows quiet, but before he can question him about it, he strides forward. He's so used to being stared at for his name and quirk it's become second nature to ignore them making him none the wiser. Shouto also doesn't snack between meals, but he's okay with eating a snack for a meal. He doesn't need as many calories as Allen despite their noticeable size difference. Later, when they pass a cemetery, Shouto stares outright at the stark difference in how they bury their dead. The cemetery is large. It's hard to see where one family is buried versus another and he doesn't think he sees any urns with ashes. His thoughts still linger on the cemetery they passed as they climb up to a stone monument of a man from near the end of the Edo Period.
Do you know them?
Shouto asks, looking up at Allen. In the dimming light, he looks so very far away. What are you thinking about? Quietly, he joins him at the steps, gaze lingering on him instead of the sunset ahead. They lock eyes when Allen turns to him to talk about Mana. His father. The one who cursed him. The Akuma. The one he smiled every day for. ]
You really miss him.