[Mushverse] JUU MOUSOU! No, no. MOUSOU HENSHIN! [Open to anyone, ESPECIALLY KAMEN RIDERS PLOX]

[kamenriderhikou]

My belt is not as amazingly elaborate as I had always hoped and dreamed. But it has such super awesome cool abilities, and unlike a certain group of, ugh, Sentai Otaku, I can totally explore this supposed 'delusion' (as if it could be anything but MY REAL REALITY AT LAST) without being transformed.

Which is awesome.

I am going to save this world.

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[tarosetera]

Maybe I should have had one of the Imagin do the shopping. But Deneb is the only one I and Yuuto trust with such tasks, and I... don't think Yuuto will be letting Deneb posses him for quite a while longer yet. not after the whole mess with Sid and the not-Captain Marvelous.

It's not my fault eggs are so fragile.

Somehow I manage to escape the market with minimal damage, but now I can't seem to find my wallet and that's not good at all. I'm sure I put it back in my pocket after I paid.

[kamenriderhikou]

THIS WALLET IS THE HOLY GRAIL.

I'm not shaking. I'm not trembling. I'm fine, cool, collected, totally awesome, and holding Nogami Ryoutarou's wallet.

I have to find him! And return it to him!

I pelt out of the store without any of the things I went there for, and plow immediately into...

"AAAAAAAAAAH!"

[tarosetera]

I'm never very surprised when random people collide with me. I'm used to being invisible to others, I just hope this person isn't trying to rob me, I don't need to go chasing after my bicycle again like that one time...

My groceries spill everywhere, eggs rolling around and smashing, milk bursting on sidewalk, vegetables all askew.

"I'm sorry!" I whine, flailing about as I stand and try to gather my things. "I'm sorry! It's my fault. I was in the way..."

[kamenriderhikou]

"No!" I cry in dismay as his groceries go flying. I recognize his voice and his poor luck, and I fall to my knees to help him stand. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. Nogami Ryoutarou-san, I brought you back your wallet." I hold it out as proof. "And, and it's an honor to meet you." I help him gather what isn't broken or spilled, shoving a handful of shiitake into the mercifully unripped bag.

[tarosetera]

I nod and bow, and nod and bow again.

"Ah, it's quite alright, this sort of thing happens all the time to me, I..." I blink down at my wallet in his hands, taking it from him as I cautiously look back up at his face.

Yuuto and I aren't even supposed to be a part of this timeline, how was this person able to connect my name with my face. "...Th-thank you."

This could be very bad.

[kamenriderhikou]

He hesitates, so I decide this is probably not the best time to hug him.

I will, though, as soon as the opportunity presents itself.

"Can I help you? You lost all your eggs, and the milk too. Can I get you some more?" It would be an honor.

[tarosetera]

"Ah," I glance briefly at the ruined groceries scattered over the sidewalk, then back at him, shaking my head. "No. I... I think I can handle that later."

I grab for his wrist, once I can manage it amongst his flailing attempts to clean up my mess. I tug him to the side, away from the door, aware from where we can be easily heard by potential threats.

"Who are you?" I demand quietly, voice and eyes serious. "How did you know who I was?"

[kamenriderhikou]

He grabs me and drags me away and I stare at him wide-eyed.

"I'm Tsukino Ayumu. Kamen Rider Hikou!" I pose, just a little one, and grin and bow. "And of course I know who you are, how could I not?" I lower my voice even more, to a tiny shred of a whisper. "Between you and me, Den-O is probably my favorite rider. Not a popular opinion, I know, so many people think the series has just become a cash cow in it's later days, but I for one never tire of seeing Imagin on the screen!"

[tarosetera]

I blink at him.

He knows about Riders, and claims to be one. He also knows who I am, much more specifically than just my name. And he knows about Imagin.

"You're a Rider."

I blink at him again.

"No," I shake my head. "No that doesn't make any sense. I know all the Riders - and Sentai Teams, Sazers, Makai Knights, all the heroes - in this timeline. There is no Kamen Rider Hikou."

[kamenriderhikou]

I take a step back, hanging my head with a little pout. "I... But I am, I really am, see?" I show him my belt. "I'm unofficial now, but if I can help you save the world, I bet I'll get my own show!"

[tarosetera]

He does have a belt, simple, much like mine. Whether it's real or not is up for debate, but I'm not exactly going to ask him to transform in the middle of the street when there's not threat of attack.

No sense drawing the attention of a could-be attacker.

Maybe Yuuto would be able to figure this out better. Or maybe he's heard something about his. He does have more of an eye for detail than I do. "Maybe I should call Yuuto..."

[kamenriderhikou]

"Y-yuuto, Sakurai Yuuto?!" I shouldn't be surprised but I am, just a little, because I didn't know if I was going to get to meet Secondary Riders too. I back against a wall to take a quick lean and an inner moment of squee.

[tarosetera]

Of course if he knows who I am he knows who Yuuto is as well. Damn. How many other people are aware of our presence here? We've been very careful about revealing ourselves slowly to the other heroes. Right now it's pretty much just the Liveman team. And I think Momotaros and Ryuutaros met Double recently, but I was pretty hungover the next day and could be mistaken. Neither of them were exactly forthcoming with information besides some mumbled words about tentacles.

I'm getting side tracked inside my own head. I shake it to clear it, wondering how long I was lost in thought. This man, Tsukino-san, was it? Seems to be lost in a world of his own as well.

"Y-yes," I answer finally, cautiously. "Sakurai Yuuto, my partner."

[uchuukitaa]

I sprint up to the poor distressed old guy and give him a big smile. "Hey, everything all right?"

No, he doesn't look that old now I see him. Not in the first flush of youth like me, no, but probably no more than 45.

[tarosetera]

Of course I recognize the young man that sprints up to me, I've been keeping at least passing tabs on all the Riders and other heroes in this timeline.

I'm just not ready to address the Fourze situation. Especially considering how young he is, and how close he and his allies are to the epicenter of evil.

"Ah," I give him a little nerves half bow, trying to get the hairs of the back of my neck to stop making me shiver. "I, ah. Seem to have misplaced my wallet. It's okay though, my name and address are stitched in it. It'll come back to me, it always does."

Of course it's a fake address that we set up for the specific purpose of my wallet returning to me without anyone connecting my name to the actual location of our base.

[uchuukitaa]

"Tchhhh," I say worriedly. "Let me help. Or at least give you some money. You probably need medicine or something!"

[tarosetera]

"It's quite alright, really, I just, I..." I blink at the boy, then tilt my head, staring at him curiously.

"Why would you think I need medicine?"

[uchuukitaa]

I nod cheerfully at him. He's probably forgotten. I know that happens a lot with old people! "Everyone who's old seems to need lots of medicine? But it's okay, I'll help you!"

[tarosetera]

I stare at him.

I blink at him.

I burst into a fit of laughter.

"Oh. Oh." I have to hold my sides as I laugh. "Kisaragi-san.... I'm only 25!"

It's a half second before I realize my mistake.

I clap my hand over my mouth, staring wide eyed at him.

Yuuto is going to kill me.

[uchuukitaa]

"Twenty-five?"

I frown at him in a measuring sort of way, then I tilt my head to one side and frown at him some more. I walk around to his left, then around to his right. "Seriously? Twenty-five?"

Enh, I guess I'm not very good with age over twenty. "Okay, sorry about that!" I say cheerfully. "Now, you better tell me how you know who I am?"

[tarosetera]

"Yes, twenty five." I nod at him, only able to keep a giggle down as he circles me because I'm still fretting over my mistake.

Now. How to explain.

I make sure no one else is listening in on us, then I meet his eyes, those overwhelmingly cheerful eyes. "Though I was only seventeen when I became a Rider."

[uchuukitaa]

...

"Ten years ago?" I say with astonishment. "Which Rider are you? Or were you?"

[tarosetera]

I falter.

I have no way of knowing what dark forces are listening in. They... It has been increasingly more active lately.

I grab a slip a paper from my pocket, and a pen that I have linked to my belt.

I write:

Kamen Rider Den-O.

Please come to this address. [...]

I live there with my partners.

I can explain better there. It's private. And safe.

Please destroy this note when it is convenient.

The Darkness is everywhere.

[uchuukitaa]

I blink at the note, then I blink at him, then I blink at the note again. It doesn't look any better when I read it the second time.

"Got it," I say at last. "Any time in particular?"

[Oh my gods what even is that icon. <3]

[tarosetera]

I smile at him, then bow, as low as I can manage without getting down proper onto my knees.

Deneb would be so proud.

"Soon?" I right my spine again, and meet his eyes with earnest. "As soon as you're able."