2026-07-13: Not Playing Hard To Get
- Log: Not Playing Hard To Get
- Cast: Kanae Fuyuki, Shinichi Nagisa
- Where: Shujin Academy, Tokyo
- OOC Date: July 13, 2026
- IC Date: December 09, 2012
- Summary: Kanae is going for a drink after practice when something that isn't Shinichi shows up. The Homunculus knows what he wants, and Kanae has it. He comes onto her; he doesn't take 'no' for an answer, and after enough pressure, Kanae stops trying. Trigger Warnings: Racism, Misogyny, Sexual Assault (Kissing).
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
Out in the breezeway, there's not a lot of people now--Kanae is only here to grab somethig from the vending machine, since it's after practice. Today, things were fine... she didn't rise to Isabeau's bait as much as usual, so nobody got kicked out. It's a lovely Saturday, the 8th of December, chilly due to being so late in the year--but not so bad. The winter uniform helps with that.
Kanae leans over the vending machine now, her racket and athletic back on her shoulder. "Hm..."
She indulges in a little indecisiveness about her drink for the moment; she'll meet her boyfriend later, but...
That's later.
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
There's something in the air that feels- off. It's hard to describe, like a day when the air quality just isn't right. But it only just showed up after school, it hasn't been going on all day.
It's like a- bad feeling. Unfortunately, Kanae Fuyuki isn't a navigator, so when something wicked this way comes... she only feels it when the mid-afternoon sun is blocked, and a long shadow is cast over her.
"Hey babe."
A familiar sickening resonance that causes her hairs to stand up on end.
A creature of horror is here with her, in human skin.
"Saw you out there practicing today, you were looking good- Fuyuki-chan."
And unfortunately, the way this alcove with the vending machines is designed, the only exit is past him, given that it's in a corner. Sure, there's another direction to go, an outdoor table, but running around that will give him time to cut her off.
"Then again, you always look good."
He's handsome enough, still- he doesn't look like a monster, in any way.
So what does she do? Try to flee? If she does that, she might antagonize the monster- for treating it like a monster, rather than a teenage boy.
Play along? Well, then you're having to deal with the company of a monster.
How does Kanae Fuyuki handle this?
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
Something off... Kanae doesn't get it until it's too late. Then she moves stiffly, pausing where she was going to put in money and select a drink.
"--"
Babe, he says, and that would be enough of a warning without the horrors, but with them...
Kanae straightens her back, rising up again and turning towards him. She looks up, expression carefully neutral.
"Thank you," she says calmly.
She is not calm.
"...I put a lot of effort in. But I was going to meet someone, so I don't have time to stay and talk."
It's a reasonable excuse; she usually is going to meet someone.
But it is an excuse.
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
"Heh. It's sure paid off."
He doesn't say anything about her going to meet anyone, as he takes a few steps towards her, a smile on his face. Naturally she'll have to back up, until.
Thump.
It's almost comical, that she's actually being kabedon'd, his arm at shoulder level, blocking her in. If any guy did this for real it'd be ridiculous. But it's not a guy.
It's a monster.
"No need to play hard to get." He says, lowering his voice just a little, "Girls aren't as nice as you to guys like me unless they want something. ... And I'm letting you know I'm interested."
There's an aggressive amount of eye contact being made. His blue eyes would ordinarily be fairly handsome, but instead- there's something feral, predatory.
"So stick around."
He flashes her a smile that would be a winning one, with a normal amount of teeth, but it's hard not to imagine them as being pointed right now.
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
Thump. Kanae does back up, until she's against the wall. She's blocked in. He has a lot of height on her; Kanae actually startles at it, despite herself. And when his voice lowers...
"I can be nice if I want to be." Her voice is unsteady, though. Kanae stares up at Shinichi (Or the thing that looks like Shinichi) for a moment. She does make eye contact too--she finds she can't look away from that predatory stare.
"I have a boyfriend," Kanae says, which was her shield against Kamoshida that almost worked for a while. ...Almost.
"And you're making me really uncomfortable." Her voice is tight. Her hands are tight, too, curled into fists though there's not much she can do right now there...
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
He doesn't say anything, allowing her to say all she wants to, with a smile on his face. Her hands curl into fists, and it's like he doesn't even notice.
No boy this age ever thinks a girl could be a physical threat to him, not really.
"Exactly. You can be." He finally says, "Nice."
The smile fades from his face, his expression clouding over.
"So don't be a bitch after I picked up what you were laying down, Fuyuki-chan."
But he then seems to ease off, "Wait... I get it, you're worried what he'll think after you dump him for me." He grins, "Well. What he'll find out is that you wanted a real man in your life."
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
He's still smiling. It makes Kanae nauseous.
Her nails dig into her palms.
"..."
But he tells her not to be a bitch about it, and Kanae wilts slightly. It's exactly the kind of threat she hoped to stave off by invoking Touma. But it wasn't enough.
"I--"
A 'real man'. Touma, of course, is a great guy--and popular--but it's because of his academic prowess, not his athleticism or his traditional masculinity. He's nice. He's safe. He makes her feel safe. Shinichi right now... does not.
"I'm--"
"I'm not dumping him," Kanae says, because it would feel like a betrayal to just go along with it, even if that might be the smartest move.
"I'm not laying down anything like that!"
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
He's nice. He's safe.
It too might have described Shinichi Nagisa not long ago, even if he would have turned down anyone who wanted to go out with him.
Now, he's anything but safe.
She stammers. Trying to start and restart. And he watches her like he finds it cute, to see her flounder some.
Then...
'I'm not dumping him,'
"Hm." He actually seems to relax a little, even though he doesn't lift his arm from a position that might let her go free.
"Well, hey- I can deal with that."
Wait really, is he going to be reasonable?
"Shit. And here I thought you weren't that slutty. You seemed too much of a 'nice girl' for that."
What?
"If you want a side piece though-" He flashes a grin at her, leering some. "-then I'm definitely game. It lets us skip right ahead to the good part."
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
Of course he finds it cute. He's a predator. He's not a person at all, that Kanae has seen--she's dealt with one Homunculus already. But--
He relaxes, and Kanae doesn't trust it at all. She waits for the other shoe to drop, fear plain in her expression. She doesn't get to go free...
He can deal with that? Kanae opens her mouth--and then her face flushes darker in embarrassment when he makes it plain.
"I don't!" she exhales before she can think about it, and winces as soon as she's said it. Maybe it would be better to...
"I mean--"
It wouldn't.
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
She's blushing, so much. You grow up on media where girls are blushing all the time because a guy they're into what's happening- even if they act like they're not. Even if they're looking embarrassed.
'I don't!'
'I mean--'
If she'd kept it at 'I don't!' then perhaps he'd have gotten mad, but instead- she makes it sound like she's actually considering it.
"I get it, you're just too shy to say it. It's really cute, actually."
He leans his head in a little more, looming right over her.
"Here, let me help make it easy for you."
And before Kanae knows it, he's going in to try and kiss her. If she attempts to resist, he'd just try to grab her arm in the middle of it. As if it were one of those anime where the guy finally kisses the girl who's playing hard to get- and she gives in the moment he makes it physical.
His lips run across hers, as he presses in, aggressively sluicing his lips across her and taking what he wants from her.
Even though, he'd just say he was helping her out.
The monster in Shinichi's skin isn't a bad kisser, which might beg the question of whether something in Shinichi's mind made it so. But one would feel hard pressed to rate a kiss when it's being given to you forcefully, when you absolutely don't want it.
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
She is blushing, and her hesitant walkback does serve her instinct to smooth it over, to try to make him less angry. But it doesn't serve her well when it comes to getting out of the situation at all. Kanae keeps looking up, but he calls her cute and--
Kisses her. "Mmph--" For an instant, Kanae thinks to push back--but a moment later with his push she relents, seems to relax.
It's not really 'relaxing'. It's more 'collapsing', ceasing to resist in the moment because she's afraid, though it nauseates her to do so. A part of her does recognize it as objectively skilled.
Kanae thinks she hates that part.
"Mm--"
Her arms start shaking.
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
Certainly, he takes her ceasing to resist as her liking it, now that he's acting upon the feelings she's putting down.
A monster trying to act like a teenage boy can view resignation as desire quite easily.
Eventually, he draws back his lips away from her, putting a finger up to her chin, to hold it there for a moment.
"... Nice. You taste good, just how I imagined it."
He then lets his fingertip slide off and then grabs a pen from his pocket. "But we shouldn't keep going here, right?"
And assuming Kanae doesn't stop him, he grabs her wrist, and begins writing his phone number along the flesh of it with surprising gentleness.
"Here you go." As he lets go, he leans in, next to her ear and whispers, "I'll be waiting on your call, Fuyuki-chan. ... Don't keep me waiting long."
Then he takes a step back, grinning like a beast that's had his fill, for now, as his long arm comes back down to his side, "Goddamn, It's true what the guys here say... Gaijin girls don't disappoint."
Even if that comment weren't so slimy- there's something about it. The Homunculus- ... ... ... he has to base that off something right?
Could the guys at Shujin really talk about 'Gaijin' girls like that in their 'locker room talk'?
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
Held there, Kanae couldn't look away anyway--though she wants to. She wants to be away in general, especially when he calls it 'nice'. And talks about imagining it.
"N-no," she manages when he starts about 'keep going', and it might sound like she's agreeing with him on the place; she doesn't stop him for his number. Instead, she leans heavily on the wall behind her to avoid falling over entirely.
Kanae freezes again when he says not to keep him waiting. That definitely makes it seem like a problem that's not just here.
"H-hey," she starts at 'Gaijin girls', "I'm not--"
That's what bugs her? He does this, and that's what bugs her? Kanae feels shame drown out her indignance.
"...That's what they say, huh?" Kanae asks hollowly instead.
It's more than just the 'aura' of a Homunculus nauseating her now.
"I wasn't... I mean, I didn't..."
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
"Hey- hey relax." He says with a grin, "I'm not going to say anything. Our little secret." As he completely misinterprets the 'I'm not--'
'...That's what they say, huh?'
"Oh yeah. But it's a compliment, you know? Your parents were like, French and African right? Even if you grew up here..."
He flashes her a smile again, "...well, a Gaijin girl raised Japanese is every guy's fantasy."
He then puts up his hand in a 'V' for Victory like gesture that people do during sporting events, as he starts to turn and walk away.
"You're definitely mine... see you soon."
<Pose Tracker> Kanae Fuyuki has posed.
To 'say' anything? It's true that it could be a problem, if he did. She didn't fight back hard enough, someone might say; that means she wants him, not her real boyfriend.
But a 'side piece' is how it is, isn't it? Something illicit, sexy, secret.
And he clartifies that it's a compliment. "...Algerian-French and Japanese," she corrects quietly. "I'm still half-Japanese."
But he smiles. A 'fantasy'. She doesn't mind being Touma's fantasy, now and then. But this...
"..."
She bites her lip, hard enough that it starts to turn white, when he walks away. There are many things that could be--
But it's definitely not anticipation. Kanae doesn't even move until she's sure the Homunculus is gone.
...And then she slides down on the floor and hugs her legs for a little while.
<Pose Tracker> Shinichi Nagisa has posed.
"Huh? Oh right. Well." He shrugs, "Hafu is still Gaijin."
He's long gone, leaving her all alone with the horror of the experience. Perhaps the most horrifying thing of all, is if you substituted a real boy for the monster...
... it might not have been much different.