doublejimers

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[What a rough week.

Not that any week in Infinity is rough, given the lack of work, but sometimes those events take a lot out of a guy. Like those zombies, or swapping bodies, or countless other things that shouldn't be possible. It's not unusual for Dojima to hit up the bar, anyway - even if he is alone. There's nothing like a cool, soothing beer in the summer, too. Dojima finds himself easing already, bottle in hand, simply sitting at the bar and watching soccer. He was never much for sports (maybe a bit of baseball), but it's more entertaining to watch than he thought, especially with all the others in the place getting into it themselves. Not a bad atmosphere at all. He's still more subdued, though, what with being by himself. Oh well, still fun to watch.]

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[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Now Adachi gets a pinched ear.]

You really like getting yourself in trouble, don't you? Go explain everything to him.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Ow! H-hey! Let up!

C'mon, Dojima-san, it's not like I really did anything - you guys just jumped to conclusions! I was doing you guys a favor, undressing you before you got to sleep so you wouldn't get stuffy! That's all!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima is relentless, though, giving a small tug.]

Yeah, I'm sure. Never mind your spare room, huh? And if I remember right, you were jumping to conclusions pretty quick yourself. Maybe to give us the wrong idea?

[More than a year with Adachi has certainly given him some insight as to Adachi's behavior. This Dojima knows better. He finally lets go when the coffee maker beeps, pulling out three cups.]

You still owe him an explanation.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Leaning away, Adachi goes to nurse his poor ear over near the fridge. It's become habit now just to let Dojima handle the coffee, ironically enough. Whenever Adachi does it, it's always too sweet.]

You want me to tell him everything?

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[And Adachi just get brushed out of the way anyway when Dojima goes to grab the milk. (For Adachi's coffee, of course.)]

No. You know what I meant.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Yeesh! Now we're back to manhandling now?

[Mutter, mutter, complain. Maybe a mumble about how the other one might be nicer as he shuffles out. Pft, as if.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, right. It's one more extra cup than he's used to, but he manages well enough, carrying his and Adachi's coffee in one hand, and the other Dojima's in his left. He sets them down at the dining room table (AKA the Very Fucking Awesome Table), sitting down in his usual spot at the head of the table as he calls out.]

Coffee's ready.

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

After all that you’re in here making the guy coffee?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi's smile tightens just a little at the incredulous tone in Dojima's question, like the prospect would have never crossed his mind, like what, it was illegal to make Adachi a cup of coffee once in a while, instead of the other way around? The expression is thankfully quick to ease, though - they've both gone down a long road to get here. The incredulity only makes sense, considering when and where Dojima's from. Back then, Adachi had been working to make sure he thought that way.

He pulls out a chair.]

Why don't you sit down first, sir?

[Stalling. Adachi's never been too good with admitting things.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Habit. Adachi's pretty useless on his own when it comes to coffee.

[That much is true - Adachi really is no good (by Dojima's standards) at making coffee. It might strike his other self as odd for something like that to become habit, though. Back then, Dojima making the coffee was a rarity that only happened when the man realized how lucky he actually was to have family at all. Taking a good gulp of coffee, he points over at Adachi.]

Anyway, he has something to tell you.

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

Yeah? And what’s that?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi looks at his own cup, the color distinctively lighter than the contents of the other two cups, considering his is diluted with both milk and sugar. It's still hard, sometimes, for Adachi to admit to things, without having it already laid out for him to simply confess to. He takes a sip, sets it back down.]

You know, you guys were really loud last night-

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[That earns Adachi a cuff on the head.]

Adachi thought it'd be funny to play a prank on us.

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

A prank?!

So this whole thing was a set-up?!

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[A wince. Adachi shrinks back against his seat. Man, cornered by two angry Dojima's now - he had his hands full with one. Even so, he manages an awkward smile and a small laugh, rubbing the back of his head.]

A set-up? Nah, you've got it all wrong! I just didn't want you guys to get stuffy overnight. Infinity weather can get pretty unpredictable, and the AC's broken - dunno when they'll come to fix that, can't count on anyone around here sometimes. And then when we woke up - it's just that you guys were already well on your way to assuming, so I figured that you could do with some lightening up. Right?

Heheh, just a little fun, Dojima-san! No need to get so worked up about it!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima just rolls his eyes. The other him might fall for it, but he knows better. Best not to correct him though, or he'll let on to other things. There is another matter to clear up, though.

...Well, he'll let Dojima get that anger out of his system for now. Sorry Adachi, you set yourself up, if anything.]

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

“Just a little fun”?! Adachi, are you out of your mind?!



You planned that, didn’t you?!

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

P-planned?

[Adachi looks aghast, reeling back in his chair with an offended hand to his chest.]

Aww, c'mon, Dojima-san, cut me some slack! I look like the planning type to you?

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Alright, stop yelling. He just wasn't thinking.

[Don't want this to get too out of hand, and there's something weird about listening to himself yell at Adachi. (Brings back memories, maybe; unpleasant ones.) Dojima leans back in his chair, coffee still cupped in his palms on the table.]

Actually need to talk to you about something else.

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

About what?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

About what?

[Adachi turns to the other Dojima with a similarly curious expression, echoing his words.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Sheesh, suddenly in the spotlight, huh?]

About why it seems like we're actin' so strange.

[detectivedad.livejournal.com]

That right?

Well I'm listening.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

W-wait a minute! Are you serious? You're going to tell him just like that?!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima just ignores him, because throwing a fuss like that is only going to make things seem more suspicious. What he's about to say won't actually live up to the hype Adachi is giving it.]

Well, uh... it's hard to explain, but Adachi and I are from March 2012. Case closed n' everything. But I can't tell you anything else about it. Things are a lot different, though. Guess it's not as weird as other dimensions or doubles.