Out of my face, retard!

The name's Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu, and you better remember it. I'm not gonna repeat it for a retard like you! M!A: N/A ((Indie blog for Fuyuhiko))

[chicagolighting]

[Sniffle]

...I'm cold, and I have too much homework.

[nojoqui]

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I’m fuckin’ sick of havin’ to look at all your punk-ass faces in the hallway, you fuckers.  I’m simply astounded that you have the audacity to refer to yourselves as students, dedicated disciples and academically motivated pupils!  I don’t see nothin’ but a great gaggle of loiterers and lazy fuckin’ bums.  Listen here, you’d better haul ass and gimme a good excuse for why you’re all wastin’ time like this instead of bein’ productive and crackin’ down on that homework.  

[chicagolighting]

What the fuck is your goddamn problem? I've had a shitty day, and I don't need some loud-mouth lower classman scolding me for taking a break from studying! And you're calling me a lazy bum?! Listen, moron! Do you even know who the hell I am? Of course not. If you did, you would get the fuck out of my way and shut your damn trap!

Say one more fucking word. I dare you! They'll be pulling your limp corpse from the river faster than you can say "hall pass!"

[yellowspanners-moved-blog]

"Right, I should ask about that too huh? Why’d ya wanna go out anyway?"

[chicagolighting]

"Yeah, you probably should before agreeing to something, moron." Fuyuhiko shoved his hands into his pockets, watching Souda with only mild irritation. "I found someplace interesting, and you're the only one I could find." A smirk crossed his face. "The place looks pretty haunted too."

[chicagolighting]

((MOTHERFUCKER

my computer restarted and i just realized i had a reply almost finished and now i can't find it))

[yellowspanners-moved-blog]

"I’m not that stupid that I’d cut off my own head! Why the heck would I bring the blade up anywhere near my face!? Who cares if it’s a little heavy or slow! No one wants to come near a guy revin’ up a chainsaw!” It would work wouldn’t it? Kuzuryuu looked nervous about the mere mention of the machine; whether it was because he didn’t like chainsaws or just found Souda with a chainsaw very threatening; hopefully cause he was scary and not because he was incompetent.

"Saionji!? She’s so small I could kick her over and run! She’d never catch up! But fuck no that’s not cool man! Don’t make her do that! If she agrees and she probably will, she’ll never leave me alone! That kid’s a nightmare in herself!”

[chicagolighting]

"Then don't fuckin' joke about waving around a chainsaw! I won't be the one to clean up the mess you'll make of your stupid face!" Fuyuhiko retorted, his voice getting a little higher in pitch from agitation. Just thinking about the chainsaw - and Souda (or anyone really) wielding one in his general direction was making him sweat a little.

He needed to change the subject and fast, otherwise even the stupid mechanic would figure out his unease!

"How can you claim to not be afraid of Saionji because of her size, and then back-peddle and call her a nightmare?! You keep contradicting yourself, moron!" He crossed his arms over his chest, frowning hard at Souda. 

[chicagolighting]

A haunted house, This weekend. Fucking kill me.

[chicagolighting]

I didn’t say I was worried about you! I’m just worried about my own health, that’s all!

N-no, I don’t need any more rice. Any more and my stomach’ll hate me for the rest of the day!

[a-cookingmama]

Whoopsies, my mistake. I must have misinterpreted. 

It’s good to hear you’re full, though. Sometimes I worry that the school isn’t giving you enough food. 

[chicagolighting]

Tch. The school cafeteria has shit for food. I'd rather eat McDonalds everyday than the crap they feed us - especially today. All they have are stupid, terrible cream-filled things.

[yellowspanners-moved-blog]

"It’s a hypothetical scenario! I don’t believe it even for a second! It’s only a semi-serious ‘what if’ question!" Can’t you answer something without back sassing me? Geez, it’s like you’re purposely trying to rub me the wrong way… Wait, is he? Souda didn’t  really know, but that was probably the case. Teasing Souda has almost become a Island pastime of some sort. He was clearly perceived as the weakest link of the chain and it showed. Tragic. Someone as fiery and fierce spirited as Kuzuryuu couldn’t possibly understand fear like Souda did right? He seemed like the type who feared nothing to the pink haired boy. What could frighten a Yakuza breed boy?

" … " Plausible. It is very possible that he could be greeted with an axe to the face when he opens the door on Halloween. Guess who’s isolating himself on the thirty first. "I-I’ll just dress up as a chainsaw wielding mad man then! Chainsaws beat axes right?"

[chicagolighting]

"Wha--What kind of logical sense does that make?! Chainsaws are ridiculous an' slow! And you'll probably end up cutting off your own head if you try to wielding that damn motorized death machine!" Well shit. That was an unexpected wrench. He hated chainsaws. So much. It probably had something to do with his sister making him watch the American movie about Texas and cannibals when they were little.

It was all her fault that he had slipped up and let his unease show! 

He tried to gather his wits and come up with a retort. He couldn't let someone like Souda of all people find out about his hatred of Halloween! "If you try something like that, then...then I'll convince Saionji to dress like the Ju-On bitch and crawl through your window while you're asleep!"

[chicagolighting]

[Wow, really? He was pretty sure “pigsty” and “unpresentable” were the same things, but it was Kuwata. It wasn’t like he could expect the guy to hold the same standards he did.]

Those two things are the same, moron. But fine. I’ll pretend your train-wreck of a house’s interior isn’t a complete and utter disaster. Happy now? 

[Now he was just curious though. Leon didn’t seem to be the type to have very high standards when it came to a clean and presentable living space - possibly frat-boy levels - so how bad was it?]

[hittinballs-archive]

[ It was unpresentable in the fact that blood all over the floor would probably be a bit worrisome. Nevertheless, he continued to lead the shorter male towards the small house up the hill. ]

Not in this sense, actually… But whatever, it’s not important. As long as ya’ don’t pay too much attention to detail, ya’ may not even notice it. Thanks though. We’re almost there. I’ll be quick while grabbin’ the stuff.

[ One day he’ll get around to cleaning that, but he isn’t even staying in this house currently, so he never bothered. Honestly, if he doesn’t get a job soon enough, that house is gonna be taken away from him. ]

[chicagolighting]

[Fuyuhiko squinted hard at the house they were approaching. It didn't look like much - actually it didn't look like anyone had been in it in a little while at least. The grass was a bit taller than the houses' around it, and it seemed kind of...well, depressing. 

Suddenly, he wasn't sure if it was a good idea to go into some strange guy's house, especially when said house looked somewhat...vacant. But, throwing commonsense to the wind was one of the mobster's strong-points (if it could be called that), and he brushed off his unease with little difficulty.]

Hmph. Don't mention it. Ever. To anyone. If you do, you better sleep with one eye open, you got it? That aside...

Is this dump really your place? It looks like hobos are about to move in!

[Not really a nice way to describe it, but it was Fuyuhiko. If it had been nice, people would have started worrying about his mental health.]

[chicagolighting]

"Well, Kuzuryuu, personally I was planning on going to purchase new clothes, if you wished to accompany me."

Clothes shopping? I'm glad you're starting to do normal things, but I'm pretty sure I would just tell you to get whatever you wanted. But...I'm bored, so I might as well I guess.

[barbara-batgirl-gordon-deactiva]

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[chicagolighting]

"Good afternoon, young master."

Oh.

Pekoyama. Just in time!

I need you to help me convince my sister to get me out of this shitty Halloween thing she signed me up for!

[chicagolighting]

My sister is a dumbshit.

She just signed me up for this stupid zombie apocalypse weekend-long thing because "it'll be fun." Considering the fact I have to find some morons willing to be on my team, it'll probably be about as fun as getting cancer.

[chicagolighting]

If you’re getting sick, you better get away from me. I don’t want whatever you have. In fact, you better go the hell to bed. Otherwise you’re going to get everyone - myself included - sick!

[a-cookingmama]

Oh, don’t worry, I won’t get you sick. You’re a young and strong- you wouldn’t get the sort of old-woman sickness i get. 

But it’s very nice of you to be so concerned. 

Would you like more rice?

[chicagolighting]

I didn't say I was worried about you! I'm just worried about my own health, that's all!

N-no, I don't need any more rice. Any more and my stomach'll hate me for the rest of the day!

[yellowspanners-moved-blog]

"Right, right. No one would actually dare doin’ that sort of shit around someone with the title of Yakuza. If you weren’t associated with that group, I’m sure that you’d cop a lot more shit." Lucky Kuzuyruu.

"Grr… That stuff’s real scary you know! Jump scares suck. I don’t really believe in all that creepy stuff like ghosts and stuff but I get real paranoid around this time of year. I mean, what if this island was haunted and we don’t know it? Or what if there are scary monsters or something lurking around the corner? What would really suck is if someone decides to try and kill me. That’s scary enough on any other month in the year but if someone tries on Halloween I’ll just cry."

[chicagolighting]

"Didn't you just say you don't believe in ghosts and all that BS? And then you go and say 'what if the island's haunted?' Dumbass," He had to give Souda some credit though - if it wasn't for him being such a cowardly moron, Fuyuhiko would probably have had a harder time pretending he didn't get just as paranoid. 

As long as he could pick on Souda about being scared, he could keep his mind from wandering. Maybe he could even sleep with the closet open for the first time that month. 

"And what the hell are you babbling about? Didn't I tell you - and the rest of those morons - that I wouldn't hesitate to kill any of you? What makes you think telling me something like that won't give me ideas?" He sneered up at Souda, idly wondering how far he could push before Souda ran off crying. "Just because you said that, I might dress up like one of those slasher movie villains and take an axe to your stupid face!"

[yellowspanners-moved-blog]

"If anyone left a real skeleton on my door step then I’d make the culprit’s bed into a pressure sensitive bomb." Thank you Kuzuryuu, now Souda feels grateful that it was only a cheesy looking plastic skeleton rather than a real bone and marrow one. He’d probably scream and maybe faint depending on the state of the remains. It’s all fun and games when everyone plays a prank on Souda, but he was sure that if it were the other way around, he’d get yelled at.

"You can’t say you wouldn’t be scared of seeing something like that just drop down in front of ya…"

[chicagolighting]

"Anyone that even tried something like that with me would end up getting fitted for their funeral garb and some cement shoes." The mobster grumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets and hunching his shoulders slightly. Just the thought of someone dropping any kind of Halloween-related thing in front of him made his skin crawl. 

Especially if it were a spider.

"But I wouldn't be scared. Only cowards like you and the nurse would get scared by something like that." Liar. 

[chicagolighting]

[Fuyuhiko trailed after Leon, hands in his pockets as he did his best to not appear excited about this. It was stupid to get excited about learning how to play baseball. After all, what would he ever do with it? It wasn’t like he could quit being a mobster and become a baseball player. 

Doing that would be inviting death!

But…it would be an interesting hobby at least. Maybe.]

You expect me to stand outside? I’ll look like some kind of creeper if I do that! I don’t care if your house is a pigsty or not. 

[hittinballs-archive]

[ He let out a sigh, trying to think of alternatives of how to get around this. His house was literally unpresentable. You’d think he was a mass murderer if you saw the blood stains on the carpet and the absolute mess in the house. But that’s another story for another day. Also, the electricity was shut off, so that would probably be noticeable to. ]

It’s not even a pigsty really, it’s actually just unpresentable. It’s kinda embarrassin’, to be honest… But if ya’ insist. I guess ya’ can stand in the livin’ room while I get the shit. Just ignore everythin’ ya’ see. It’s all an illusion.

[chicagolighting]

[Wow, really? He was pretty sure "pigsty" and "unpresentable" were the same things, but it was Kuwata. It wasn't like he could expect the guy to hold the same standards he did.]

Those two things are the same, moron. But fine. I'll pretend your train-wreck of a house's interior isn't a complete and utter disaster. Happy now? 

[Now he was just curious though. Leon didn't seem to be the type to have very high standards when it came to a clean and presentable living space - possibly frat-boy levels - so how bad was it?]