Dreamy Days in West Tokyo – Rihito Hatsune – Immediate reconciliation Headcanon

dreamy days Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters. I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’. What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought (Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written) rihito

Rihito

Her POV

When I finally arrive at the Black Ship I feel completely exhausted. I run a hand through my hair carefully tucking it behind my ears and check my reflection in a shop window before I pull myself up to my full height and take a deep breath. Cakes in one hand and a hastily scribbled map crumpled in the other I give myself an internal pep talk before pressing a fist again the café door and giving it a push. The cool, conditioned air washes around me and I feel my nerves instantly calm. Inside, the café is romantically lit, with soft leather seating and mismatched tables that perfectly compliment the retro feel of the décor. There’s a wonderfully comforting smell of freshly brewed coffee which brings a smile to the corners of my lips as I step further into the room, spotting a tall man behind the bar. The man is fiddling absently with the dials on an out of date radio and doesn’t hear me enter, he pauses for a moment to push his dark hair out for his eyes before returning to his quest.

I bounce from foot to foot for a moment, feeling a little awkward, but he still doesn’t notice me so I decide to get his attention. I give a little cough. He starts, his hair falls back into his eyes and he turns on me, one hand pushed hard against his chest.

Bartender: “Careful now, beautiful; I’m an old man and I only have one heart” he lets out a breathy chuckle and pats himself on the chest a couple of times. “Good Afternoon, How can I help you?”

I try to conceal the blush rising in my cheeks with a smile and take a step towards the bar. Continue reading

Dreamy Days in West Tokyo – Takeshi Yuno – Immediate reconciliation Headcanon

dreamy days

Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters. I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’.

What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought

(Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written)

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Takeshi

Her POV

It’s been an eventful morning. Having ­­­been insulted by the women in the flower shop, teased mercilessly by the surly boy in the cake shop and almost tackled by a frustrated restaurant owner and a delinquent, I am starting to feel like this town really is a lot different from what I remember. When I finally arrive in front of the Black Ship I heave a big sigh of relief, my day may not be over but at least I’m reached my destination.

The Black Ship is a cosy looking café nestled into the shopping district with comforting fixtures and beautiful window boxes. Nerves rush over me as I look up at what is going to be my home for the coming years whilst I study. I take a big steadying breath, closing my eyes for a moment, before I place a hand on the door and give it a gentle push. Inside the air is cooler than it is outside and I immediately feel better. The gently lit room is almost empty except for a few patrons; soft music issues from a radio that rests on the bar and each table has a small vase with a single flower positioned somewhere around the centre.

(Wow, this place is so retro!)

Behind the bar stands a man in his twenties, his gives me a beaming smile and I head in his direction.

(Could this be…?) Continue reading

Dreamy Days in West Tokyo – Ryuzo Hatta – Immediate reconciliation Headcanon

dreamy days

Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters. I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’.

What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought

(Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written)

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Ryuzo

HER POV

After the evil glares of the girl’s at the florists and the harsh comments of the guy in the cake shop I am starting to feel like this town might not be the same town I remembered after all.

(The shops look the same but…)

I stop for a moment, admiring the colourful array of fruit and vegetables outside of a grocery store when I hear a shout from behind me.

The voice is heavily accented and undoubtedly furious.

Voice: “Woman! You no eat and run!”

I instinctively flinch, trying to make myself as small as possible as I turn towards the man who is gaining on me fast. His face is contorted with rage and I start to panic. Before I can even consider an escape however, another body, much larger and moving much faster, comes barrelling out of the grocery store whose display I had been admiring. The two men collide in an explosion of limbs and I close my eyes against the impact, praying that neither of them is hurt.

Blonde man: “Anan! How many times have I gotta tell ya! Don’t attack ladies.” Continue reading

Dreamy Days in West Tokyo – Ichigo Sato – Immediate reconciliation Headcanon

dreamy days

Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters. I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’.

What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought

(Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written)ichigo

Ichigo

HER POV

The florist was a no-go, but I need to bring a gift of some kind for my landlord. As I wander through town wracking my brains for an option I stumble across a cake shop. The nostalgic scent of sugar and vanilla drifts through the open door, enticing my grumbling stomach.

(I suppose it is almost noon… and who doesn’t like cakes?)

The smell grows stronger as I slip into the store and I find myself mesmerised by the vast array of temptation that looks back at me from the display case.

(I wonder what I should get?)

As I ponder happily over my decision I hear raised voices coming from what I presume is the kitchen. Continue reading

Dreamy Days in West Tokyo – Haruki Tanemura – Immediate reconciliation Headcanon

dreamy days

Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters. I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’.

What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought

(Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written)

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Haruki

HER POV

There’s something so comforting about walking through this shopping district. It’s been such a long time since I was last here but the smells and sounds are all the same, perhaps I am the only thing that has changed. The uneven paving is weathered in places from years of footfall, the sun beams down upon it warming the soles of my feet through my sandals.

As I round the corner I breathe in deeply, the scent of flowers pervades the atmosphere and I’m drawn to it, sniffing at the air. It would be impossible to forget this florist. The breezy blue of the shop front and the quaint window display is so familiar but so different. I smile warmly at the vast selection of flowers just begging to be admired and my fingers instinctively skim the petals of roses and forget-me-nots, my heart filling with a nostalgic giddiness that spreads throughout my body, warming me as it goes.

Not for the first time, I find myself wondering. Will they still be here? Will he… I give my head a gentle shake and turn around, pulling the hastily scribbled map from my pocket.

MC: “The … Black Ship… Where is it, where is it? Should be… “ I wobble gently from side to side as I get my bearings then I hear a jingling of bells behind me.  Continue reading

Evidence of the Kiss – My Voltage International Scenario Submission – 2014

Scene 1

Location: In an unmarked police car behind a unused warehouse (night)

On the Police Commissioner’s instruction Harrison and I have been parked outside an unused warehouse surrounded by high rise buildings, only moments ago our key suspect entered the building through the main door. As night draws in the car becomes colder, pulling my knees up to my chest, I wrap my arms around them, allowing the spacious leather seats to warm me.

In the driver’s seat Harrison silently removes his jacket; he reaches over and drapes it gently across my shoulders before turning his attention back to the warehouse.

[Eve] “T-Thank you…”

Silence fills the car again as I puzzle over the question that’s been on my mind since we arrived. Turning to face Harrison, I decide I can’t take it anymore.

[Eve] “Harrison?”

He doesn’t answer but I see his eyebrows lift just a little.

[Eve] “Why didn’t you want Tony involved?”

Harrison closes his eyes for a second and sighs, when he speaks his voice is low and his words are careful.

[Harrison] “I’ve known Tony for a very long time… We joined the academy in the same year.”

There’s the tiniest glint of a smile in his eyes as he remembers. Continue reading