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90s sadness and gay???
[By this point, Leon has lost track of how long he's been searching for Count D. It became an obsession that only grew with time, and now he couldn't keep to one spot anymore. Not while D was still out there. Across cities, across countries, he probably looked insane to everyone around him. But they didn't know the half of it! Sometimes even Leon wasn't sure he understood what he was doing.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
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[Hmmm, yes, guess whose suspicions were 100% correct. He's going to eat his tomato as if he wasn't just incredibly insulting on so many levels.]
I'll believe you. Someone would be barging in or calling you right now if you weren't telling the truth.
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Always a world-wise man. [Anyway, his legitimate business is not quite booming, but that's fine.] I have been enjoying the time off.
[no he hasn't but whatever]
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You don't know the first thing about enjoying time off.
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Just because I don't approve of the wild vacations you want to take...!
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[This gives him an idea, actually.]
That's what you need. A real vacation, without any of your weird animal friends! I'm going to find somewhere to take you here in Italy, and we're going to relax and have fun.
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I am not a tourist, Detective. And how do you think you'll arrange this, anyway, with no money and no command of the language at all?
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[He has his Poor Ways of finding things to do. He'll find something for them!]
And what are you complaining about? A vacation's not going to kill you! [Unlike SOME HOBBIES...]
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I simply mean I don't need to be dragged around Italy to see the same sights as every other irritating, loud, disruptive tourist...!
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[Dubious staring. What is so wrong with ENJOYMENT, D!! He is going to figure something out later and he is going to drag D with him, he has decided. What would be good? Definitely not anything like a zoo. Even the ocean has too much life in the water to risk. A walk... But there are animals there...
Wait, is there any spot where there aren't animals? He's having a crisis over here over his tomatoes.]
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[Tourism is disgusting and Americans are the worst kind of tourists!! But perhaps he should just take Leon to the usual tourist spots to make him stop insisting. The shop has always needed a picture of Leon posing with the Tower of Pisa, but they'd have to take a train or something and could he endure Leon on a train?
He's doing so much enduring lately, it's horrible. Why is he even entertaining this nonsense? Ugh.]
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[US town?? USA town?? He'll accept all versions, thanks. Maybe then he could get a nice burger.]
The point is, it's been forever! [Since he... bugged D daily??] Can't you allow one day for doing something out of your comfort zone?
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But fine, they're still on this topic of D being an no-fun miser? That's great. He loves that one.] I don't see why I should be forced onto your inane outings.
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[That's all the reason he needs!! He huffs, finishing probably his like, third tomato, and finally setting the plate down so he can lean back.]
It could be fun. [That's offered a little quieter, not at his usual volume.] Aren't you tired of all of the running around? I don't want to play cat and mouse any more than you do. Let's just take a day off and do something nice for once.
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Not that he imagined. He did not. He quits fussing with the pillow to lean his elbow on it instead, looking sideways at Leon in consideration.]
We have very different definitions of "fun." I won't go out to ogle women with you, or to any tourist traps.
[But maybe a picnic or something. That's platonic.]
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[Why can't this just work out naturally! No murders, but no tourist spots? Well, maybe it's best to avoid murders by avoiding tourist spots. Hmmm...]
What do you like to do? Aside from this weird shop.
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So... what does he like to do? Ummm.]
...I do like to... go shopping.
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[A few scenarios come to mind. 1, him carrying 50 bags as D shops for dresses. 2, them doing bizarre shopping that Leon can't understand at all. Are either of these really enjoyable??]
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This and that. Maybe a nice thing or two for the shop, you know. [He waves a hand as if this is basic and Leon has ever willingly spent more than half an hour shopping in his whole life.]
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[WHAT THE HELL... He's going to grab that pillow back now that D is distracted, thanks.] Think of a real day off! I'm trying to compromise, not suffer!
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Think of something between asinine tourism and errands, then! This is your idea.
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[How will he do that, how will he ask??? He'll end up taking them to some bizarre city, instead. He's hugging this pillow for now.] Or... I don't know, isn't Italy supposed to be pretty? There have to be spots to just relax.
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Perhaps a park? Shall I take you out on a lovely picnic?
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That doesn't sound as bad... [They have a winner, probably. The closest they will get to one.] If you don't have any customers yet, then it should be safe to go out in public, too!
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Yes, your worrying is very touching. Finish your potatoes.
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Did you even eat anything?
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an edit 20 minutes later, laura...
don't JUDGE me
too late
leaves this post
you would never leave the plant
i'm taking my plants with me
yOU CANT LEAVE MY DUMB AMERICAN
ah it's the plot of the manga
shit that's true
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