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It's what I want that's easy

Who: Hinamori Momo (

ibreakrules), and Hitsugaya Toushirou (

icy_heavens)
When: Saturday, March 31st, Morning
Where: 22 Keene Lane, Sector 4, at a garage sale
Summary: Hinamori goes thrift-hunting and meets a bishop.
Warnings: None!

The garage sale was much bigger than Hinamori had anticipated. Furniture, clothing, toys, electronics and what seemed like an endless amount of bizarre unidentifiable knick-knacks were scattered in an incredibly haphazard fashion across a sprawling yard. Hinamori hardly knew where to start. She could teach these people a thing or two about planning.

Some of the other shoppers were like her, looking for a few things in particular but in no hurry to find them. Others seemed desperately competitive, hunting for bargains like their lives depended on them. Hinamori tried to avoid these ones, as they seemed likely to glare or start a fight if she encroached too closely on their space.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a small dresser that looked like exactly what she was looking for. Hinamori started towards it, but before she could get there, she felt herself being shoved aside. "A-ah!" she cried, stumbling and starting to fall. She threw her hands out wildly for something, anything to grab onto. (Given the precarious piling of some of the items near her, this could end quite badly.)

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Frau was standing near that precarious pile of items and holding an odd vase-like object with metal prongs sticking out of the top. He was eying it quizzically, not exactly sure what it was. A lamp maybe only without the light bulb or top piece? Unlike everyone else here, he didn't need to buy anything. He'd run across the sale as he'd been walking around the sector and curiosity had gotten the best of him.

Why anyone would want to dump all of their stuff on the street and sidewalk he had no idea. Attempting to sell that much stuff was insane too, especially when it was so spread out that someone could easily steal it. It was just dumb. From what he'd found so far, so were the things whoever this idiot was was trying to sell.

He was just setting the lamp thing down when he heard someone cry out. A quick turn of his head revealed the owner of the voice, and a moment later he'd stepped forward and caught the girl's arm to steady her.

"You okay?"

A hand caught her arm, giving her a chance to find her footing. She looked gratefully up at the face of the person who had caught her. "Ah! Th-thank you!" She stood up and brushed herself off, making sure her hair was still neatly tied up in its bun. "I'm sorry— I didn't mean to inconvenience you. This is all a little more than I bargained for. Or, uh... than I expected!" She laughed at her own unintentional pun.

Frau didn't pick up on it since he wasn't the type of guy to think about things like that. He simply gave her a beaming smile. Helping women out was part of what he did.

"No inconvenience. I'm glad to help."

She smiled back. Turning to look at the nearby piles of... stuff, she asked, "So are you here looking for anything specific, or just browsing?"

"More laughing at how stupid this is."

Which was very true. That was the only reason he was here. Frau didn't need anything at all, and even if he didn't it wasn't like he had a lot of extra money on hand.

She looked surprised at that. "H-How is it stupid?" Hinamori tended to see the bright side of things rather than their negatives.

"This much stuff scattered all over the place? It's like asking for someone to just walk in and steal it. Besides, I don't know anyone who would even want half of this."

Frau wasn't one to look on the bright side too often. He enjoyed laughing at or criticizing or putting down far better.

There was a disapproving frown when Frau mentioned stealing. Hinamori realized, of course, that people stole, but only someone—how should she put it... dishonest, perhaps?—would even think of that as an option. Not that she thought Frau was dishonest; he was only being realistic, and yet she couldn't help but frown.

"Well, I admit I'm a little hazy on what... some of these things are supposed to be, but— they must have some purpose, right?" She wanted to believe that all these things had a purpose, because otherwise... why were they here? Why would someone put the effort into making something if it wasn't meant to be used? It was such a lamentable waste of talent and time...

"I don't know. There are a lot of things here that I've never seen before."

And for the most part he didn't really care to find out what they were or what they did either. He wouldn't have minded a little bit more from home, specifically one thing in particular. Chances of getting that were slim to none, so he's stopped getting his hopes up over it.

"Take this, for example," she said, picking up an item from the pile. "Someone obviously put a lot of careful handiwork into..." She paused, turning the item over and racking her brain for an answer. Her face became more and more puzzled. Then she laughed. "All right, I suppose you're right. I... don't have a clue what this is." In all honesty, it looked like a hand-crocheted Snuggie for a giant centipede. Except that several of the armholes connected to each other, and... it seemed to have a handle.

She looked at Frau with an apologetic smile on her face. "All I was looking for was a kotatsu and a set of drawers. I saw one over there, but..." She turned to look towards the dresser she had seen earlier. "It looks like it's gone."

"Of course I'm right."

He smirked at his own victory. It wasn't like he'd doubted what he'd said for a second though. He knew he was right without question.

"A what?"

Frau had no idea what a kotatsu was, though at least he knew where a set of drawers meant. That was easy enough to understand and pretty consistent across worlds.

"A...oh, sorry. It's a little table that you can sit around, but it has a heater underneath it for when it gets cold. You put a blanket over it and all put your legs underneath, and it's... cozy." She smiled and closed her eyes, fondly remembering times with friends spent huddling around hers. "I had one back home, but I haven't seen one here. I suppose... maybe I could make my own..."

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Frau picked up on what seemed like slight nervousness and made a mental note not to scare her too much. He didn't like to scare girls, and this one seemed like she needed a light hand. That was fine.

He listened silently to her explanation and smiled slightly. It actually did sound kind of nice. He wouldn't have thought so if she'd mentioned the sitting around it with friends part though.

"Ah, I see. Don't think I've seen anything like that around here."

"That's all right. I suppose I really just wanted to get out and see things, anyway." She had been job-hunting, and had met up with a few friends since arriving in the city, but she hadn't really gone sight-seeing. Not like she wanted to.

Frau chuckled softly.

"I've been here awhile, and I'm still doing that."

Whenever he had free time he was out wandering around the city, though his reasoning was more than just taking in the sights. It wasn't a reason he mentioned though. That was best hidden as far down as possible.

"Maybe we can do it together?" It was always more fun to see things with friends. "I'm Hinamori, by the way."

"Frau."

He gave her a simple nod in greeting instead of the more typical nice to meet you.

"Where have you been to so far?"

"Frau..." She committed the name to memory. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I've hardly been anywhere. I only arrived a couple of weeks ago. I've been to some of the business sectors job-hunting, and a cafe over by the baseball field—the one where Newcomers arrive—and an ice cream shop in Sector 3—did you know they have avocado-flavored ice cream?—and a few parks over in Sector 5, near where I live now. But a city like this probably has lots of museums, and probably some really impressive local history sites, and restaurants to try—there's probably all sorts of exotic recipes I've never even heard of here—and I've heard there are vampires, and werewolves, and witches, and aliens here, although it would probably be terribly rude to just gawk, but... there's so much here to see!"

This is a girl who can chatter when she wants to.

Frau was a little taken aback by the sudden stream of commentary, but he just let it go and listened. Or at least halfway listened.

"Probably... the place itself is pretty different. I know of a lot of restaurants and cafes, and I know there are definitely people who fit different categories."

He'd spent most of his early time visiting every cafe and diner at least once. First things first. He had to find good food.

Hinamori had invited him along if he were up at the time, claiming this yard sale to be a great place to pick up some furniture she needed for a good price. Of course, he'd been asleep earlier this morning, so it seemed that she'd gone ahead without him. Which was fine.

But now that he was awake, he figured that he ought to go help her out. She was getting furniture. She'd probably klutz it up and break things without help.

Hitsugaya's sense of direction still wasn't what it should have been, but being able to sense reiatsu made up for a lot -- and Hinamori's was easily the most familiar to him, when she didn't take measures to cover it up.

He was so focused on her reiatsu, however, that he failed to noticed the presence of . . . one of those people whose names he'd forgotten. So he wound up popping out of virtually nowhere behind Hinamori like he always did.

"Find anything yet?"

Proper greeting? What does he need that for?

Hinamori literally jumped. It was a standard panic reaction—get as far away from the thing behind you as possible. However, it tumbled her straight forward... into Frau. Which was good, because if he hadn't been there, she might have ended up on the concrete. Or worse... buried underneath one of those piles of unidentifiable things.

"Ah, Frau, I'm sorry," she apologized, trying to extricate herself from him. "H-Histugaya-kun! How many times do I have to ask you not to do that?" This, too, was a standard reaction. Hinamori didn't really expect him to stop. She might have thought there was something wrong with him if he did. But it was a old script with them; him, hovering silently nearby while she played with friends until he got close enough to scare the pants off of her, and her scolding him angrily for his antisocial behavior despite being glad to see him.

When Hinamori had tumbled into him Frau had wrapped an arm around her easily to keep her from landing flat on her face. He hadn't been remotely surprised by Hitsugaya's sudden appearance. Or, he was surprised, but not to the point of fear. He was more surprised that they knew each other.

"Frostbitty doesn't listen to anyone."

Nevermind that Hitsugaya took a critical look at where Frau's hand caught her. The idiot was a lech; he remembered that much. But it was in an innocent place, so he left it alone.

And just frowned up at him like always. "Neither do you, considering I constantly have to tell you to quit calling me that."

But then his look turned to Hinamori and his expression calmed a little, involuntarily. "After all these years, I'd think you'd be less jumpy about this."

Of course, it wouldn't be as fun if she stopped leaping up in surprise and scolding him. Though had he sensed anyone else around, he wouldn't have done this; it wasn't one of his most mature habits.

Hinamori looked at Frau, and then back at Hitsugaya, and then back of Frau. She found herself hesitating because they seemed to be at odds with one another, and yet, at present, both of them fell into her "friends" category. (Sure, Frau was a newly-made one, but until she had reason to believe otherwise, he was there.) She didn't know which one to defend.

She decided to go for a safe response. "Do you two... know each other?"

"I don't pretend to think that I do listen to people. Why would I?"

And he didn't. Frau did his own thing all the time. It was why he ended up in so much trouble with the people at the church. As for Hitsugaya being concerned about showing he was mature, he shouldn't have worried. Frau was the last person to care about something like that. In fact, he still acted very much like a kid himself most of the time. It didn't bother him in the least either. Other people could think what they wanted.

He released Hinamori when he was sure she was stable enough on her own two feet and answered her question.

"Yeah."

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And heeeere's the BFF. No he's not stalking her!!

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