continuing from texts from tokusatsu

[chaoticdrifting]

[THE SET-UP: Daiki and Tsukasa are having a halfway decent text conversation that is one half trying to be polite, the other half of trying to be snarky. Tsukasa mentions his 'To-Do List' and sea cucumber, and now Daiki has decided to bug him. Will things go as normal or will they actually have a normal-ish conversation? Stay tuned...]

[He was sitting in front of a cake, his phone in one hand and a fork in the other as he poked at the design in the frosting. Just because he wasn't allowed to pick up the cake himself did not mean that the cake did not come to him. It was a lovely piece too; all swirled white frosting and fresh fruit shaped like the Rider symbols of the Riders Worlds he had been to. There was even a DaiShocker symbol, but Tsukasa did eat that one. No way was he letting it stay there like a really bad memory or something.]

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[treasure_sniper]

Daiki lifted an eyebrow at that. The Tsukasa he knew wasn't so considerate to others. Then again, the Tsukasa of current was far from the Great Leader who had imprisoned him all those years ago. Kaito highly doubted if the man before him even remembered that time of his life. Or if he did, Tsukasa merely chose not to address it. It didn't exactly matter to Daiki, not anymore. Not as long as Tsukasa still acknowledged his existence, at least.

Watching Decade eat more of the cake, Daiki helped himself to the Kuuga symbol while he was at it. He was sure Yusuke wouldn't mind. "A special program?" That made the brunette frown. It wasn't like old man Hikari to leave the studio for long periods of time - especially with only Tsukasa to man it. Still, there was only so much that could go wrong in their current world, it having not fallen into chaos... yet.

"And you decided to man the fort and guard the cake? How admirable," he teased. It was like the other to weasel out of work where he could, but that didn't mean Daiki wouldn't draw attention to it.

[chaoticdrifting]

The Tsukasa of right now might still be a little inconsiderate, but he was also sure that if he let Daiki drip all over the floor, he was going to be made to clean it next. And since Natsumi insists everything is moved and that he would have to do everything himself, he was only doing it in an attempt to keep from having to do a lot of work.

As for that past, well, some nights it kept him awake, trying to tease bits and pieces of his memories from out of the haze that surrounded it. He was not a nice person then, but he felt that he should at least recall to prevent falling back to that path. After all, it was too easy to get into that pattern he had found recently.

"On the tv." He waved a hand at the closed door in which an occasional shout from the old man could be heard. "Some kind of idol group or something."

That was a scary thought but everyone had to have their hobbies. Even if the old man was not exactly the age group idols were geared for. Tsukasa frowned at Daiki stealing the Kuuga symbol and plucked Kivaara's symbol off next.

"Technically it is suppose to be in the fridge right now." He looked at Daiki, his attention just on him, a slight smile appearing. "I thought you were here to talk about my To Do List and not cake."

[treasure_sniper]

The thief halted in his assault on his hair to glance briefly to a not-often used door in the corner of the room. Faint noises of high pitched girls accompanied by muffled squeals of glee from Hikari-oji could be heard. Daiki merely shook his head, a hald smirk on his still damp face. That man was still full of surprises. Ah well - as long as he wasn't dressed in a customized gi or 'we love' headband upon emerging he would be okay with it. After all, he wasn't one to talk about others weird quirks, having quite a few of his own.

"Because nothing puts more jump in an old man's step than watching young women synchronize dance," he chuckled, going back to his locks. He had noticed by then, that picking at the cake was bugging Tsukasa. So naturally he went for the Kiva symbol next. "There's nothing stopping us from talking about both. Besides, a cake is meant to be shared." His smirk was playful as he dried off his pants enough to sit down. "Though I am interested in this bucket list." 'And glad I at least made it onto it...'

[chaoticdrifting]

"I didn't even know he had a favorite idol group," Tsukasa grumbled a little, giving the cake a look before plucking the Den-O symbol off next. Yes, a cake was suppose to be shared, even though he had hoped the other two would get back before it was stripped of all the symbols and had a large chunk cut out of it. But that would be ridiculous since Yuusuke and Natsumi both knew that his willpower was nothing when it came to something he really wanted.

At least he tired waiting for them, right?

"I wouldn't put it past the Cake Boss to have more than one for us anyways," he said, and studied the remaining symbols. "What's there interesting about it? I wrote up a list of things that I wanted try before someone decides to kill me."

[treasure_sniper]

"It's only natural that we don't know everything about him," Daiki shrugged, crossing his legs and reaching out for one of the remain symbols (this time W's). Old man Hikari was full of surprises as they already knew. Personally, with everything always crazy in his life, Daiki was rarely shocked by anything that had to do with his tiny group of friends. Breaking the symbol in half, Daiki ate one piece at a time, only fitting for the half and half rider. Plus, the annoyed look on Tsukasa's face made it all the more worth his efforts.

"So it's just in an efforts to beat out the clock, than?" he asked, a twinkle in his eye as he ate the other half of the W. "I guess I should be honored that I even made your list. I hope 'take a decent picture' is at the top, though," he smirked, putting a spin on the comment to make it lighter. Naturally Tsukasa hadn't remembered anything else. He didn't know why his hopes had risen again. It was always like this. Always.

[chaoticdrifting]

"I guess so," he said, frowning at Daiki took W's symbol. He looked at the remaining pieces and then took Gaim's. Well there was no use in trying to save the pieces. Yuusuke and Natsumi should know better by now than expecting him to hold out for so long with something like this laid out in front of him. They should be surprised that he did wait, even though he waited only for as long it took Daiki to show up, but still.

"The only way I'm going to do that is if I go back to my world," he said, grumbling it a little. He could, after all, he did have his sister to think about, but that was just not in the cards right now. Tsukasa didn't feel like going back and having those memories come back into his mind. Some were pleasant, but there were more that lead him down to think of should haves and could haves and DaiShocker, and he was not ready to deal with those parts. He didn't think he would ever be ready for them.

"Why so much interest in what I may have planned? You just want to make sure I haven't forgotten anything about you?"

[treasure_sniper]

"Eh?" he mused, turning a grin to Tsukasa. "Even in your world the pictures were terrible." That was a lie. Tsukasa's photography had been rather good in the Daishocker world. Some of it was actually framed in his home. Briefly he closed his eyes, the image filling his head briefly. A beach, the shore stretching out for a good distance before going around a bend. And on a cliff there was a small home with a path leading up towards it. He had asked Tsukasa once, where the place was and why he had found it so interesting. He had never answered. Daiki doubted he ever would - if he even still remembered.

"Hmm?" Kaito was opened his eyes at Tsukasa's sudden silence, realizing that the other had actually directed a question at him. Slowly, he processed the last few sentences. "More like to see if you've forgotten anything else, or remembered anything - but I guess in the end you'll stay the same regardless." He ignored the first question, the truth hitting slightly closer to home than he was willing to share with the other Rider.