[Mikazuki Aikawa]

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No light, no light, in your bright blue eyes

The evening air was cool to the skin, clouds barely present in the night sky and the moon was almost a perfect crescent. Himari was sitting in the park--on a swing, to be precise--as she waited for Kaito to show up. If she were to be perfectly honest, the girl wasn't entirely sure she was even in the right place. They had agreed on a time--and Himari was on time, she was never late--but she'd forgotten to clarify a place. The jinchuriki had almost went to the area where they'd first met, but since she had a habit of arriving at places far too early, she decided against it last-minute. Figuring that loitering around a place like that... being the small, unsuspecting female that she was... hanging about for too long... probably wasn't the safest idea.
    So here she was, at the park, only praying that Kaito wasn't at the underground fight club waiting for her to show up. Or standing atop the roofs awaiting her arrival.
    Maybe I should make some clones go to those places and hang about, just in case, she thought.
    The girl was dressed differently today than she had been the evening before. Now wearing clothing that she was more comfortable in, Himari was dressed in almost the polar opposite of what she'd been in previously. A black T-shirt, black cargo pants, her black sandals... it wasn't quite her usual attire but it resembled it enough that now the girl, despite the makeup and red eyeshadow on her face, with her styled ebony hair, looked a lot more tom-boyish than she'd been posing as before. She had all of her equipment with her as well--just in case. She didn't like to be without it, really. And, on her arms and covering her hands, instead of sleeves, white bandages were wrapped entirely around her limbs. She still didn't feel like showing her skin, even if this disguise was much less elaborate than her other ones had been.
    Still, with her hair styled and dyed the way it was, her eyes black with the help of some contacts, and makeup hiding the flaws on her face, she still didn't quite look like Mikazuki.
    Which was all that mattered to her, right now.
    As she waited, the girl took out a pill from a small compartment on her belt and popped it into her mouth, crunching down on it as her eyes scanned the area for a hopefully approaching Kaito. He... probably wasn't going to just abandon her after all... was she?
    Being used to neglect, the girl hoped not.

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ⒶⓀⒾ of Adoxography and of GS