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The ravenette sighed as they browsed the available jackets - no, they were called haoris, he reminded himself. But regardless of what they were called, he was having difficulty finding one he liked, and there didn’t seem to be any black ones for some reason. He’d always preferred dark colors over light ones, after the white of that dreaded uniform, so that’s what he was looking at.
“Hey, what about this one?” the orange-haired girl called from another section of the store. He looked up and found her with a green-and-yellow checkered haori, which she held out towards the white-haired boy a little ways away. “I think it would suit you!” she chirped, and he smiled as he took it. “Thanks,” he replied, and the ravenette went back to trying to find one for himself.
He was interrupted again not even five minutes later by the girl coming over to him, nearly vibrating where she stood. She’d managed to find a deep red haori for herself, and she was holding out a dark blue one patterned with deep blue waves. She held it up, looking both it and him over with a critical eye before beaming at him. “This is perfect! Here, try it on!” she said excitedly, and he huffed fondly as he took it.
He slipped it over his shirt, testing its feel and how much it would hinder his movement. To his amazement, it really did feel perfect. It was dark enough too, even with the lighter parts, and the pattern seemed to invoke a sense of calm that made his shoulders relax slightly despite still being out in public. He nodded at her, giving the girl a small, grateful smile, and the other boy walked over to them, wearing the checkered haori that the orangette had picked out for him. “We should pay for this and go home,” the white-haired boy suggested, and they nodded in agreement.
Walking back to their cabin in the forest, the ravenette looked up at the clouds drifting by. “I wonder what happened to the others,” he murmured softly. “Where they are… If they’re safe.”
“We’re lucky we arrived at the same place,” the other boy commented, a frown on his normally calm face.
“Let’s not think about that now,” the girl protested, though the ravenette could see the worry in her eyes. “Come on, let’s race!”
“No thanks,” the white-haired teen said with a laugh. “I think I’ll stay out of this one. You two can go ahead though; we all know I’d get last place anyway.”
“Aw,” the orangette pouted, but then something flickered in her eyes and her face lit up with a bright grin. “Tag, you’re it!” she said, slapping him lightly on the arm and running off down the path.
“Hey, come back here!” he called, running after her with a smile on his lips. The ravenette laughed too, easily catching up to the other boy as they chased her all the way home.