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Another World - Chapter 8
Title: Another World
Chapter: 8 - Full House ~ Reflection
Fandom: Kamen Rider Decade/Blade
Character: Kadoya Tsukasa, Hikari Natsumi, Tachibana Sakuya, Aikawa Hajime, Kenzaki Kazuma, a whole lot more people
Summary: Post series. Finally Tsukasa started on another journey.
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"I'm glad that you come alone, and not bringing along those other friends of yours..."
Tsukasa had scoffed at that. "Nah, that's probably because your friend told them to not follow. Natsumi-tachi's not the type to listen to me about things."
Kenzaki chuckled. "Hajime did... huh? As expected of him. I rather not have your other comrades be around while we have our talk."
Tsukasa frowned. "And why is that? Is there something wrong with my friends?"
"Not at all," said Kenzaki before smiling. "But I rather not have them asking needless questions to me. I have no intention to give them the answers they prefer not to hear."
"What answer?" asked Tsukasa again as Kenzaki looked at him coldly.
"The fact that they were also partially at fault for causing you to misunderstand the true mission that you were supposed to do."
Tsukasa gasped, as he suddenly found himself speechless. He hastily changed the topic.
"That aside, how did... you know that I was coming? On that matter, I thought it was strange that Hajime seemed to know that you had arrive to get me. Did you know that I would arrive to this world?"
The man shrugged. "There was no way I could predict your arrival to this world, but yes... I would be able to know if you did. As for Hajime, it's been a while since I last contacted him... or any of my old comrades. Even then, I still have my ways to contact. Undeads have that useful ability to enable them to communicate with each other after all. I don't even need to use my cell phone for that."
"Undeads... hah!" Tsukasa snapped before looking at Kenzaki warily. "What did you mean—are you an Undead?"
Kenzaki laughed suddenly. "Now this was amusing... I thought you should have at least recovered a bit more memory of my comrades' and my world by now. But I guess, you haven't... still. Even though you should have at least a bit of memory of this world and the others. Considering you've been here before."
He unbuttoned his coat jacket before turning around towards Tsukasa. "I think you should be able to figure out what I am when you see this."
Tsukasa stared at Kenzaki blankly as suddenly a peculiar belt materialized around his waist. He gasped.
"Why... that was similar with Chalice's—! You're a Joker? Why on earth—?"
Kenzaki smiled before waving the comment away idly. "It should come to you now... the fact that this world still existed peacefully, despite the existence of a Joker like me."
Kenzaki was staring at him meaningfully as if expecting him to know the answer already. But how could—wait, that remind him... that picture back at the studio! As well as the other Rider...
Tsukasa leered towards Kenzaki. "Was that Aikawa Hajime the original Joker?" The man smiled as Tsukasa got his answer. "Why? Why go that far?"
Kenzaki stared at Tsukasa blankly.
"Why are you so surprised? Hajime was my friend. Even if we could only confront and understand each other through battles, he was still someone important to me. There was no way I could ever seal him into just another trump card. Hajime is Hajime, the fact that he was an Undead and Joker did not change that."
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Tsukasa looked up again to see Yuusuke and the others having some nice chat with Kenzaki's old comrades as if that was the most normal thing to happen. And all they talked about were all the things of the past. When Blade and the others had been going around sealing the Undeads that had been set free.
Tsukasa glanced towards Natsumi, as she seemed to have a nice talk with Haruka, the café owner. He sighed.
He recalled what Kenzaki told him about Natsumi and the others. Perhaps... it was true that they were partially at fault. But he could not blame them, especially Natsumi. Natsumi had watched over him ever since he could remember, after all. To him, Natsumi was important. Not just because Natsumi had always believed in him. How could he place a blame on her, Yuusuke or even Daiki for making him believe for a moment that he was not the dreaded killer of the worlds everyone despised? Tsukasa felt his heart clenched.
It was his fault. If he had not made himself endeared to these people, so much that they would want to protect him at all cost—at the expense of letting him continue mistaking the purpose of his journey and making the situation worsen—perhaps these important friends of his would not get hurt.
Yuusuke would not have worn that painful look when he tried to force him to fight to the death. Natsumi would not have to face so much danger... and having to be the one who have to kill him. And Daiki...
"Only I should be allowed to defeat you..."
He could barely recall seeing a devastated Daiki who had begged him not to die.
Honestly... how had he been able to get good comrades like them? What did he do in the past actually to have Daiki so clingy about him?
Perhaps it was better that he kept this from the others. Kenzaki was right. Knowing that they might as well had a hand on letting the destruction of the worlds to happen as it did, it would not sit well on them. No matter how they manage to turn all that into a good end for everyone... as well as himself. Well, that should not be hard. He was good at pretending that everything was okay.
At least the good thing right now, he learnt the true reason Kenzaki Kazuma treated him coldly in the past. It felt good to know that the number of people who hated his guts was fewer than what he thought it was. That feeling of being a hated person, it was never a good feeling...
xxx
Tsukasa jumped as someone slapped his back.
Daiki grinned as he sat beside him.
"Idiot," he said as he poked Tsukasa's forehead. "What are you doing staring at the wall like some dumb depressed idiot? Did Mister King Form said something to you? You brooding around seemed to be an in thing for you lately..."
"I was not depre—!" he started to say as Tsukasa leered at Daiki. Nah... regardless of his earlier thoughts, he could not still suddenly become friendly with this guy yet. There was still that argument they had earlier...
Tsukasa turned away from him. "I'm not talking to you just yet," he said before noticing the lump inside his coat pocket.
"Oh... I almost forgot—" he said again before getting up from his chair. Daiki frowned as he was being ignored by Tsukasa. He glared at his back as Tsukasa walked up towards Amane.
"Kenzaki told me to give this to you, Amane-chan. He said it had long been overdue."
It was a strange message to give but seeing Amane's reaction, he could wager a guess. Kenzaki must have not kept in touch with the people here for a long time. Amane let out a loud cry. Tsukasa watched in amusement Amane started complaining about late gifts as her elders tried to reason with her.
Tsukasa smiled as his thoughts wandered towards his own sister. It had been a while since he last seen Sayo. How had she been doing with her own travels?
Come to think... when was the last time they had celebrated their birthdays together?
Tsukasa hurriedly gave Hajime the letter Kenzaki gave him as the others started doing their own things. He sighed. It was also a while since he had spent time with people casually like this. Somehow it felt strange to him now. It seemed to be so long ago... that time when he had no idea about Decade or even of his own self, going around taking pictures that never seemed to want to let him capture. Seeing Amane and the others, he slightly felt envious.
Tsukasa watched them curiously, before his eyes fell on Hajime. Amidst the cheerful banter the other people inside the café were having, the man silently pull himself away before finally opening the letter Tsukasa had passed on earlier. He noticed again that sad expression on Hajime's face as he recalled the things he had been told earlier.
It started to become clear to him, just how big was Kenzaki's sacrifice as a Kamen Rider. That man did tell him that in this world, Joker played a critical role... and not just another powerful card. Unlike the Undeads of the other Blade world, the Undeads in this world were not just mere monsters that one needed to seal. The Undeads had the ability to affect this world... through their Battle Fight.
Aikawa Hajime must have been very close to Kenzaki.
He wondered what had happened in the past. Blade had refused to seal Joker, who had been fighting the Battle Fight as Chalice. Yet, the fate of the world depended on his choice. Instead of sacrificing his friend, Kenzaki sacrificed his own humanity to save the world and Joker. It sure made his conclusion to the previous Rider war—letting Natsumi stab him in the end—seemed small.
Suddenly Daiki shoved him to the side. "Aaah! So boring. And there wasn't even any treasure that I could steal from here," he moaned as sitting beside Tsukasa in exasperation. Tsukasa grinned.
"No. There is at least an important treasure here in this place," he said as he watched Amane with Hajime, singing along to the melody played on his guitar. He turned smugly towards Daiki.
"But that treasure was not something you could steal. It was not the type that could sit well on you anyway.."
Daiki glanced towards him curiously. "Eeh? You started talking to me again now?" he asked as Tsukasa rolled his eyes at the thief. He shrugged before excusing himself to go to the balcony to watch the night sky.
This Blade world turned out not too bad. It would be hard to want to leave here so soon. There seemed to still be things he needed to learn in this world.
Chapter: 8 - Full House ~ Reflection
Fandom: Kamen Rider Decade/Blade
Character: Kadoya Tsukasa, Hikari Natsumi, Tachibana Sakuya, Aikawa Hajime, Kenzaki Kazuma, a whole lot more people
Summary: Post series. Finally Tsukasa started on another journey.
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"I'm glad that you come alone, and not bringing along those other friends of yours..."
Tsukasa had scoffed at that. "Nah, that's probably because your friend told them to not follow. Natsumi-tachi's not the type to listen to me about things."
Kenzaki chuckled. "Hajime did... huh? As expected of him. I rather not have your other comrades be around while we have our talk."
Tsukasa frowned. "And why is that? Is there something wrong with my friends?"
"Not at all," said Kenzaki before smiling. "But I rather not have them asking needless questions to me. I have no intention to give them the answers they prefer not to hear."
"What answer?" asked Tsukasa again as Kenzaki looked at him coldly.
"The fact that they were also partially at fault for causing you to misunderstand the true mission that you were supposed to do."
Tsukasa gasped, as he suddenly found himself speechless. He hastily changed the topic.
"That aside, how did... you know that I was coming? On that matter, I thought it was strange that Hajime seemed to know that you had arrive to get me. Did you know that I would arrive to this world?"
The man shrugged. "There was no way I could predict your arrival to this world, but yes... I would be able to know if you did. As for Hajime, it's been a while since I last contacted him... or any of my old comrades. Even then, I still have my ways to contact. Undeads have that useful ability to enable them to communicate with each other after all. I don't even need to use my cell phone for that."
"Undeads... hah!" Tsukasa snapped before looking at Kenzaki warily. "What did you mean—are you an Undead?"
Kenzaki laughed suddenly. "Now this was amusing... I thought you should have at least recovered a bit more memory of my comrades' and my world by now. But I guess, you haven't... still. Even though you should have at least a bit of memory of this world and the others. Considering you've been here before."
He unbuttoned his coat jacket before turning around towards Tsukasa. "I think you should be able to figure out what I am when you see this."
Tsukasa stared at Kenzaki blankly as suddenly a peculiar belt materialized around his waist. He gasped.
"Why... that was similar with Chalice's—! You're a Joker? Why on earth—?"
Kenzaki smiled before waving the comment away idly. "It should come to you now... the fact that this world still existed peacefully, despite the existence of a Joker like me."
Kenzaki was staring at him meaningfully as if expecting him to know the answer already. But how could—wait, that remind him... that picture back at the studio! As well as the other Rider...
Tsukasa leered towards Kenzaki. "Was that Aikawa Hajime the original Joker?" The man smiled as Tsukasa got his answer. "Why? Why go that far?"
Kenzaki stared at Tsukasa blankly.
"Why are you so surprised? Hajime was my friend. Even if we could only confront and understand each other through battles, he was still someone important to me. There was no way I could ever seal him into just another trump card. Hajime is Hajime, the fact that he was an Undead and Joker did not change that."
xxx
Tsukasa looked up again to see Yuusuke and the others having some nice chat with Kenzaki's old comrades as if that was the most normal thing to happen. And all they talked about were all the things of the past. When Blade and the others had been going around sealing the Undeads that had been set free.
Tsukasa glanced towards Natsumi, as she seemed to have a nice talk with Haruka, the café owner. He sighed.
He recalled what Kenzaki told him about Natsumi and the others. Perhaps... it was true that they were partially at fault. But he could not blame them, especially Natsumi. Natsumi had watched over him ever since he could remember, after all. To him, Natsumi was important. Not just because Natsumi had always believed in him. How could he place a blame on her, Yuusuke or even Daiki for making him believe for a moment that he was not the dreaded killer of the worlds everyone despised? Tsukasa felt his heart clenched.
It was his fault. If he had not made himself endeared to these people, so much that they would want to protect him at all cost—at the expense of letting him continue mistaking the purpose of his journey and making the situation worsen—perhaps these important friends of his would not get hurt.
Yuusuke would not have worn that painful look when he tried to force him to fight to the death. Natsumi would not have to face so much danger... and having to be the one who have to kill him. And Daiki...
"Only I should be allowed to defeat you..."
He could barely recall seeing a devastated Daiki who had begged him not to die.
Honestly... how had he been able to get good comrades like them? What did he do in the past actually to have Daiki so clingy about him?
Perhaps it was better that he kept this from the others. Kenzaki was right. Knowing that they might as well had a hand on letting the destruction of the worlds to happen as it did, it would not sit well on them. No matter how they manage to turn all that into a good end for everyone... as well as himself. Well, that should not be hard. He was good at pretending that everything was okay.
At least the good thing right now, he learnt the true reason Kenzaki Kazuma treated him coldly in the past. It felt good to know that the number of people who hated his guts was fewer than what he thought it was. That feeling of being a hated person, it was never a good feeling...
xxx
Tsukasa jumped as someone slapped his back.
Daiki grinned as he sat beside him.
"Idiot," he said as he poked Tsukasa's forehead. "What are you doing staring at the wall like some dumb depressed idiot? Did Mister King Form said something to you? You brooding around seemed to be an in thing for you lately..."
"I was not depre—!" he started to say as Tsukasa leered at Daiki. Nah... regardless of his earlier thoughts, he could not still suddenly become friendly with this guy yet. There was still that argument they had earlier...
Tsukasa turned away from him. "I'm not talking to you just yet," he said before noticing the lump inside his coat pocket.
"Oh... I almost forgot—" he said again before getting up from his chair. Daiki frowned as he was being ignored by Tsukasa. He glared at his back as Tsukasa walked up towards Amane.
"Kenzaki told me to give this to you, Amane-chan. He said it had long been overdue."
It was a strange message to give but seeing Amane's reaction, he could wager a guess. Kenzaki must have not kept in touch with the people here for a long time. Amane let out a loud cry. Tsukasa watched in amusement Amane started complaining about late gifts as her elders tried to reason with her.
Tsukasa smiled as his thoughts wandered towards his own sister. It had been a while since he last seen Sayo. How had she been doing with her own travels?
Come to think... when was the last time they had celebrated their birthdays together?
Tsukasa hurriedly gave Hajime the letter Kenzaki gave him as the others started doing their own things. He sighed. It was also a while since he had spent time with people casually like this. Somehow it felt strange to him now. It seemed to be so long ago... that time when he had no idea about Decade or even of his own self, going around taking pictures that never seemed to want to let him capture. Seeing Amane and the others, he slightly felt envious.
Tsukasa watched them curiously, before his eyes fell on Hajime. Amidst the cheerful banter the other people inside the café were having, the man silently pull himself away before finally opening the letter Tsukasa had passed on earlier. He noticed again that sad expression on Hajime's face as he recalled the things he had been told earlier.
It started to become clear to him, just how big was Kenzaki's sacrifice as a Kamen Rider. That man did tell him that in this world, Joker played a critical role... and not just another powerful card. Unlike the Undeads of the other Blade world, the Undeads in this world were not just mere monsters that one needed to seal. The Undeads had the ability to affect this world... through their Battle Fight.
Aikawa Hajime must have been very close to Kenzaki.
He wondered what had happened in the past. Blade had refused to seal Joker, who had been fighting the Battle Fight as Chalice. Yet, the fate of the world depended on his choice. Instead of sacrificing his friend, Kenzaki sacrificed his own humanity to save the world and Joker. It sure made his conclusion to the previous Rider war—letting Natsumi stab him in the end—seemed small.
Suddenly Daiki shoved him to the side. "Aaah! So boring. And there wasn't even any treasure that I could steal from here," he moaned as sitting beside Tsukasa in exasperation. Tsukasa grinned.
"No. There is at least an important treasure here in this place," he said as he watched Amane with Hajime, singing along to the melody played on his guitar. He turned smugly towards Daiki.
"But that treasure was not something you could steal. It was not the type that could sit well on you anyway.."
Daiki glanced towards him curiously. "Eeh? You started talking to me again now?" he asked as Tsukasa rolled his eyes at the thief. He shrugged before excusing himself to go to the balcony to watch the night sky.
This Blade world turned out not too bad. It would be hard to want to leave here so soon. There seemed to still be things he needed to learn in this world.