Joumato Month
Summary: For #JoumatoMonth on Tumblr. Drabbles pertaining to the prompts dedicated to the friendship and romance of Yamato and Jou.
Warnings (for this chapter): None
A/N: Yeah, taken directly from the film. What can I say, I've been meaning to actually write a full fic version of this for a LONG time.
Chapter Three: Different Time Period (Bonus condition: Titanic)
Yamato smoked another cigarette. He lay back on the bench and let the cool night air hit his skin. He thought how he would survive in America. Musicians didn't make much anywhere, but maybe he would have some luck head his way again soon.
He was still in awe to be on the grandest ship in all the world. He marveled at every rivet and listened carefully to the clink of china that wafted over during lunchtime from the upper deck. He knew he would never get to be a part of something that grand, but it was fun to dream about.
All of a sudden a whirlwind whipped past him. Yamato didn't shoot up right away until he heard something thunk against the rail protruding up from the ship's hull. He saw a young man doubling over the cast iron for a minute as if they were going to vomit and then Yamato's blue eyes widened as the finely dressed young man began to climb.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Yamato snorted. Then he realized who he was talking to. Certainly not anyone of his social status. The tuxedo itself gave the young man away, but the silver cufflinks and cigar sealed it.
The man didn't reply until Yamato started closer.
"Go back to the hovel you came from," the man pleaded. His voice was choppy and possibly on the verge of tears.
"I'm just out here trying to enjoy a cigarette and the night stars. What are you doing out here, anyway?"
The man sighed. "It's rude to ask such things without having even introduced yourself, isn't it?"
"I'm not the one who just climbed over the rail of ship and preparing for a nine-story drop. Be lucky you weren't on this thing when it was being built—that's an extra two stories."
"What are you some kind of ship enthusiast?"
"Hardly, I just like to research the places I go. Anyway... I'm Ishida, Yamato."
"Kido, Jou."
"So, tell me, what are you doing up there?"
Jou pursed his lips and let his palms grip the rail tighter. "You already know why... can't you just leave me alone? Isn't your life of stargazing easy enough for you to just walk on out of here?"
Yamato wrinkled his nose and gave a puff of smoke. "Sounds like you could stand to look at the stars and realize how little your problems are in comparison to the world. They'll pass without a seconds notice in Heaven's eye, even if it seems like an eternity to you."
