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oshiroakira: I found this drawing that I did for my dad way back when in one of his drawers. I’m sad to say that my drawing skills haven’t gotten much better.
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Do you have a headcanon mother for Akira?
Short answer: Yes, but I’m flexible. This means that it can go “the usual way” where Hakuba and whoever his current partner is get to deal with a sudden, illegitimate child OR he can be Hakuba & partner’s actual kid. Obviously, the latter isn’t always an option, so…
Long answer: Introducing Akira into a timeline is sort of a drama bomb plot device for RP. The ‘official’ story is that he’s the product of a one-night stand between our dear detective and OC Oshiro Miyu, a lawyer (Kisaki Eri’s junior associate, at that) and valedictorian graduate from Keio University. It’s at a fancy social event, they both get very drunk, instantly get along (mostly because Hakuba realizes normal flirting tactics don’t work on her, so they talk about interesting murder cases instead), and end up in bed together.
What Hakuba doesn’t know is that Miyu is currently engaged (she’s having second thoughts about her fiance— he’s not exactly the nicest guy). What Miyu doesn’t know is that Hakuba’s only 17, which makes her five years older than he is. Oops. They don’t find out until later, either. Miyu does her research when she realizes that she’s pregnant, and decides to not get Hakuba involved at all because she doesn’t want to ruin his life. Besides, the baby could very well be her fiance’s. So she convinces her fiance to elope and things look sunny for all. Until the baby’s born, that is, and, er… is very clearly not full-blooded Japanese.
Excuses abound while Hakuba remains blissfully unaware. In some timelines, he stays in Japan and attends Keio, himself. In others, he returns to England and goes to Oxford. Either way, the husband eventually turns abusive when he does a DNA test and finds out that, nope, that kid is not his, and he divorces Miyu and leaves her with nothing. Ashamed, her family (all except for one sister) disowns her, too. Single mom Miyu moves in with her sister and braves the world with fierce determination and the grit that she’s known for, and continues to be a badass lawyer.
Usually, though, things start to catch up about when Akira turns four and she finally can’t take it anymore. She’s been keeping up on Hakuba’s career, and has wanted to contact him many times. Finding that he’s doing well for himself, she decides to show up and slap him with a lawsuit, suing him for child support and hush money to keep the scandal out of the papers (and her child in clothing + get him a college education some day).
Needless to say, it’s a shocking revelation, and even before getting his own lawyers involved and DNA test confirmations, he wants to help this woman that he more or less remembers. If Hakuba’s dating someone at the time, it’s a great opportunity for “omfg I’m so sorry that I was such an idiot” drama. If not, (like in the Catching Up With Fate thread), it’s single father Hakuba, where he moves back to Japan (or closer to Tokyo), and manages to get involved in his son’s life, trying to be a good, sudden father, while trying to manage everything else.
He and Miyu become good friends, usually, regardless of all else.
She also tends to get murdered later on by her jealous ex-husband, who figures out pretty quick who the real father of the child is. Hakuba manages to save Akira, but is often too late to save her. He takes full custody of Akira, since there’s paperwork and proof and lawyers, though they settled out of court in the end, and he takes on full responsibility.
Poor Miyu. I really like her. In my head, she looks like this:
(I can’t actually remember what manga this is from, but I recall it being NSFW, so beware if you go looking.)
But again, I’m flexible in terms of timeline/universe-specific origin. If Akira were to be introduced into the “official/canon” story for Hakuba, though (ie, in the fanfic/RP between Clover and I, ‘The Call of the Raven’), Miyu would be it. And, she’d be saying “Hakuba-kun, I didn’t realize that you were that way…” as she looks at Kaito.
Incidentally, tumblr-wise, there’s only one thread that Akira is even in as far as this Hakuba blog goes, which is the aforementioned Catching up with Fate story. If anyone else is interested, just let me know. I feel really weird for having invented a kid for Hakuba, but then again, I’ve taken this RP thing way too far already, I guess it was sort of inevitable.
Here, have some Akira icons:
(From Inuyasha)
(From Sword Art Online)
(From My Little Monster)
There also a couple of drawings in my Akira tag… And I keep editing screencaps to give FCs brown eyes. There’ll be more info about Akira himself coming soon, once I have the blog going. Gosh I adore him. OCs forever, amirite?
and then I realized…
…while working on OC Akira’s tumblr blog that his relationship with Hakuba is a lot like Goofy and Max’s. Only Hakuba’s not quite as awkward as Goofy. Probably. Maybe.
Christmas, for example:
“Okay, Dad! Is the star still crooked?”
“I think that’s just about right. Now come down off that step ladder, I don’t want you falling and breaking your neck. Let’s plug the lights in.”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.”
…reminded me of this:
And if you replace the teddy bear with a panda bear plush:
“I know that it’s hard to have a happy Christmas without your mum, but at least you, me, and Panda-san are together, right?”
“I’m too old for stuffed animals, Dad…"
…and then it turned into this:
"Do you remember when Holmes and Watson were tracking down a dinosaur in that Asylum film? God, that was fun. Dinosaurs of all things! Dinosaurs!”
NO mORE SHERLOCK hoLMES PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF–
And for bonus points:
You’re welcome.
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Catching Up With Fate
Kaito had always appreciated his work clothes at the hospital, it provided free movement and was rather practical. Unlike the nurse’s, his trousers were a dark blue, loose fitting, accompanied by a white polo shirt sporting the hospital logo and he was allowed to wear trainers. The room he usually worked in was on the smaller side, but provided enough space for a little desk, a shaft full of clean laundry, a shelf with different kinds of paddings and a few small weights. He had a little stool with wheels and in the middle of it was the therapy bed. The white walls were decorated with a few posters showing models of bones and muscles and next to the desk hung a small light box, providing him with the chance to recheck X-ray and other images.
A few minutes ago a nurse had come by, handing him a folder with a new patient’s files. The guy had been treated by a different therapist so far but that department didn’t quite have the equipment for further rehabilitation and this one would need a full program. Kaito mentally booked the gym and thanked her, smiling. His superior knew that he liked working in the gym and he was grateful that he often was assigned to patients needing it.
He was a surprised when he flipped open the file, after the nurse left again, not having expected a name he knew. Especially not this particular name, he’d thought Hakuba went back to England and stayed there. For a moment he wondered if he should redirect the detective to another therapist, telling the office that he knew Hakuba and wasn’t sure if the man would feel comfortable with him, due to some missunderstandings they had at school. But that was years ago and they were squabbling all the time, not fighting. So, this was worth a try.
Professionally it was definitely worth the case. He’d studied the files for quite some time and started to edge out a few treatment ideas that would have to be narrowed down or perhaps even discarded after he’d seen and examined Hakuba, but he just liked having some ideas ready.Hakuba’s appointment was first thing next day, so he got the room ready for examination when he got in and sat down to look at the most recent X-ray again while waiting for his patient.
Nothing had changed about Hakuba being a morning person throughout the years, even after the drastic changes in his life in the previous one. But two factors made it significantly more difficult and time-consuming, and these he tried to push into the back of his mind as he drove to his appointment through rush hour traffic.
Met with little to no success, the fretting detective made his way into the office by way of crutches, in no mood to put on a cheerful face for rabble around him. His leg hurt, his head hurt, he was tired, and having to get physical therapy at 22 was not something he enjoyed.
His last therapist had been so condescending. Every encouraging word dripped with sickly-sweet forced enthusiasm that Hakuba had to wonder if she’d secretly been trying to make his condition worse. Or, she just thought he was stupid. Either way, it hadn’t helped. He was still in pain, still unable to put weight on that leg, and still unable to work, which was the biggest detriment of all. And he had so little hope that this next person would be any better.
Sighing, he checked in at the front desk, shifting the crutches to one arm so that he could sign the appropriate paperwork, then managed to take a seat in the waiting area only to be called back almost instantly. Although he was grateful that he wouldn’t have to wait an ungodly amount of time for his appointment – which he’d taken great pains to be punctual for – the whole process of sitting down and standing up with his leg in that state made him cross. He should have just waited while standing, but then… that sounded exhausting, too.
Soon, he was brought to the office where he was to meet his therapist who, once the nurse opened the door to, looked startlingly familiar. Hakuba stared as he was ushered into the room, crutching all at once more awkwardly, near stumbling. Was it…? Could it really be…?
“K-Kuroba-kun?” A pause. “Ah, Kuroba-san?"