I love Izumo and Seri's odd relationship. THEIR CONVERSATIONS DEFINITELY GO LIKE THIS.
Mikoto x Izumo
"So? What's it like. Being the wife left behind while your husband's at war." Seri's expression is completely serious as she laces her fingers beneath her chin.
Izumo stares at her like she's gone crazy.
"...Are ya drunk?"
Seri sighs, taking another sip of her oddly coloured cocktail. "Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about." Her eyes are knowing and thoroughly amused.
Izumo averts his eyes, hand running through his hair, "...Can't hide from ya, can I, Seri-chan?"
She scoffs, "You were hardly trying. Whenever you talk about him, you look like a love-sick highschool girl."
Izumo laughs sheepishly, "That's not very nice. I could say the same about you and that Blue King of yours."
"Don't change the subject,"
He smiles, "It's lonelier than I thought it would be,"
Seri blinks. It's rare for him to be so honest.
"I suppose being left behind as your husband goes to war isn't that far off,"
Seri makes a face, "I was just joking about that."
Izumo ignores her and continues, half-jokingly, "It's hard, taking care of the kids all on my own."
"So you're a mother too, now?"
"O' course."
She sighs, "You've accepted your position as the woman in the relationship too easily. You're both men. Be a bit more assertive."
He grins, "But it feels good."
Seri stands up abruptly, "I don't want to know."
The look on Izumo's face, however, is all-knowing, "Are ya sure?"
She pauses, considering for a moment. She is sure she had tucked away that part of herself in order to do her job properly. Surrounded by men who were extremely friendly with each other, it was necessary to not get distracted by them. But perhaps just this once...
Seri sits back down.
"Spill."