SUN GUARDIAN TO THE EXTREME

#I needed to see this again

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5/5 male characters → ryohei sasagawa

Senpais On A Roof [[Ryo|Hiba Closed RP]]

“You might not have broken any of the schools rules, no. But you have broken at least three of mine in the few minutes that you’ve been in my presence, and that is more than enough reason not to hold back in whatever ‘punishment’ I so choose to bestow.” He stated simply, his voice almost bored… Or so it might sounds to someone who was unfamiliar with the Cloud and would miss the threatening tone that was laced through his words

“In the years I’ve known you, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you ‘relax’, why would I think you could possibly do it now?” he asked, raising a dark brow as he just starred at the boxer in front of him, his fingers inching for the tonfa that lay in his coat only inches away.

#senpais on a roof #namimoriking

The boxer was beyond aware that the prefect was threatening him. From all his years of knowing the raven, he could tell when his hands were itching to use those tonfa. This moment right now, was obviously one of them with how the Cloud spoke how he kept more of his attention to his face and not his hands. But the fighter could see the elder's hands and she how they were ready to move at any given moment. "Come on, Hibari. I can keep my distance if that makes you feel better. I just wanted to catch some 'z's up here." He said hoping the tonfa-wielder would take the bait. Truth was, now that he saw the Discipline Comity head, he really would like to catch up, but he knew he'd have to get the other to calm down first.

[[When it Rains it Pours]] Closed Yama|Ryo RP

“I thought that too, but… Everything else is fine, that is the only thing that hasn’t been able to move. Ryohei, it just doesn’t feel right. There is no feeling, nothing, its like they aren’t even there” He explained, the panic in his voice clear.

Yamamoto Takeshi wasn’t one to let such frantic or worried emotions surface, he buried everything underneath a smile or a laugh, even if it was strained and fooled no one it still stayed firmly on his face. But this…. This was something he couldn’t quite stomach. He needed to be able to walk, he needed his legs. He need his legs to play baseball, it was his only ticket into college, his only way to get a job and a career like he promised his father he’d get. He needed his legs to fight, to be able to stand beside his friends, his /family/ and help them. He couldn’t hide the way it was pushing him so close to that breaking point.

He didn’t want the Sun to leave, but he needed to know… He needed the doctor to tell him if his fears were what he thought. When the doctor returned, there wasn’t time to voice his concern, the man immediately started checking all his vitals and his charts, amazed that he was awake at all. When he finally was able to ask him about his legs, the look on the doctor’s face was all he needed to see, he would have known the answer had the Doctor not spoken after. His fears were confirmed.

“We feared this would happen, the intstrument that caused this damage hit your spinal column. Frankly young man you are lucky to be alive at all, you were nearly put in two. We did the best we could to repair the damage but this was a risk. I’m sorry. We will make sure your physical therapy starts as soon as your stomach has healed enough. For now, I will need to excuse myself, I need to notify your father”

With that, the doctor excused himself, leaving the Sun and the Rain alone once more, the latter staring down at his lap, his eyes wide and disbelieving as shock was settling over him.

#when it rains it pours #aninsidejoke #gomen for my not quality

There was a burning ache in his chest when he could see the raven's true emotions. But how could any athlete hide their fear, their emotions when the thing that makes them who they are, is damaged beyond repair. The sympathetic ache of pain built up in his chest. He can understand the fear that the baseball player felt, he could sympathise with it. If the same was happening to him, he would definitely panic and try to fight the helplessness.

The pale haired male felt so bad about parting from the younger. But getting the doctor was extremely important. He almost decided against leaving his friend, but he had to also make sure he was looked at by a professional. So he left and fetched the first doctor he found after he left the swordsman.

After bringing back the doctor, the fighter stood there, quietly. He stood there, listening and watching his friend to do whatever he can to help. Hearing the doctor say the things over only with more certainty than before hurt for even the boxer to hear. He could only imagine what the raven was thinking and feeling, but it was more than likely a whole lot worse than he was imagining. Tears streamed down the Sun guardian's face, knowing how hard this is. "I'll get stronger for you to the extreme, Yamamoto! I'll learn how to heal better! I'll do my best to help you!" He's getting passionate as he takes step towards his friend. "Garyuu and I will work every day to get stronger! I swear it!"

[[When it Rains it Pours]] Closed Yama|Ryo RP

The Rain shook his head quickly, wanting to re-assure his friend that he wasn’t in any pain, besides the dull ache of the stitches in his torso. But that was the problem… He couldn’t feel any pain. In fact he couldn’t feel anything at all. Every second that ticked by was sinking lower and lower in the pit of his stomach… Everything else could move fine, it couldn’t be still the waking up process no matter how badly he wanted it to be.

Swallowing hard he finally looked up, meeting the concerned grey gaze that was staring at him so intensely. Forcing the ever-present smile to his lips he did his best to seem unfazed, but the smile didn’t quite reach amber eyes as panic was burning in his brain, his heart pounding behind his chest as realization was slowly becoming more and more real. “I just… “ he started, his eyes moving to just stare down at where his legs were lying uselessly under the blankets of the bed, straining everything he had to try and get just one toe to move for him.

“Ryohei, I can’t feel my legs” He finally just blurted out, unblinking as he just stared at the sheets, panic finally showing clear on his features.

#an-inside-joke #aninsidejoke #when it rains it pours

The boxer is keeping an eye out for the nurses while trying to remain attentive to his friend. The same friend that he was currently confused what his feelings were for, especially now that he'd spent so much time visiting him in the hospital. Ryohei almost trusted the smile that was on the baseball player's face but as he turned away to check for nurses, he realised that something was off with the look. It wasn't genuine feeling. Usually the smile that Yamamoto gave would give the fighter overwhelming feelings of joy in his chest, but this smile didn't do that. He quickly turned his head back, looking more concerned than before.

'Ryohei, I can’t feel my legs.'

Grey eyes widened with shock. There was no way he could hide it. His stomach and heart sunk when he heard those words. Then his heart began racing, as if it felt the need to catch up for trying to remain calm and then sinking.

"Ma-Maybe it's a side effect of the coma. Don't coma patients have to go through physical therapy because of the muscles deteriorating after laying around and not using them?" He says sounding unsure, he's trying to be reassuring but he knows he's not doing a good job. Where are those damn nurses?! They need to get here right now and check on Yamamoto's body! He clicks his tongue, frustrated at their slowness.

"Let me find a doctor to the extreme!" He says panicking more, reluctantly pulling his hands away from the obviously terrified raven. "I'll be right back, Yamamoto!" He starts to walk away from the bed and walks away from the bed, glancing over his shoulder towards the Rain before heading out the door to find the doctor. He finds one and immediately brings him in through the room Takeshi was in. He stood back and let the doctor do his thing, but he worried as he watched.

Senpais On A Roof [[Ryo|Hiba Closed RP]]

When the telltale sound of the door opening filled the prefect’s ears, and immediately the tension that had finally started to slip from his chest tightened once more. Any relaxation or stress relief the boy had begun to feel was now completely ruined. Still, he didn’t crack open an eye, staying as still as he had been, in a futile hope that whoever had been senseless enough to wander onto the roof when he was napping had enough brainpower to see him and know that the best mode of action would be to immediately leave.

But that wouldn’t be the case it seemed. Instead the loud booming voice that was much to familiar filled his brain, rattling around his mind in a way that always served to give him a headache. The ever animated sun guardian of the Vongola family had an uncorroborated belief that the two of them were friends, and never seemed to quite grasp that that couldn’t be further from the truth. Pulling his face into a frown, his brow furrowing he opened a grey eye, staring up at the boy that stood over him, the glower clear in his features.

“… I promise you, if you don’t make yourself scarce, I will not hold back my fangs” He warned, his voice groggy as he was still waking back up, the only reason he hadn’t already drawn his weapons from his coat.

#senpais on a roof #namimori-king #namimoriking

The pale haired male had gotten himself comfortable leaving against the building. His legs were bent at the knee, feet planted to the ground, forearms resting on his knees as he looked at the beautiful view from the roof. A fond smile stayed on his face as he looked around and took deep relaxing breaths. Maybe he was wrong, maybe going Hibari's route was the better way to deal with the stress of a test.

'I promise you, if you don’t make yourself scarce, I will not hold back my fangs.'

The boxer was startled out of his serenity when he heard the threat. He mildly flinched, crossing his legs and putting his hands up in a defensive manner. "Woah, Woah, Hibari!" The look on the younger's face was concern, concern for his own safety. More like fear, but a man like Ryohei would never say that. "Common now. I know how to relax as well. There's no need to be extreme and deliver a punishment when I've broken no rules." The worry in his voice was plain to hear, the fighter couldn't hide it as he spoke.

@The Ageless Prefect

Hibari Kyouya made his way slowly up the empty stairwell that led to the roof of Namimori. The walk was beyond routine, more like a habit, a path his feet knew better than any. Pushing the heavy metal door open, he looked up to the lazy clouds that floated overhead, taking in a breath, the cool breeze a refreshing alternative to the stale air of the school. Letting the door close behind him, he continued forward across the familiar concrete ground, his polished shoes crackling lightly on the pebbles and debris underfoot. The ever-present bird that was resting on top his head took flight, letting out a small tune as it stretched its wings, never letting its master far from its sight.

Sitting down on the hard ground, he tilted his head back, just staring up at the sky, trying to let the stress and frustrations that usually filled his mind disappear, even if just for a moment’s time. Finally laying back, he folded one arm behind his head, letting the other drape across his stomach with ease as he closed his dark eyes, hoping on taking the empty period to fit in a short nap away from the noise and petulant, weak children below him, hoping no one thought it appropriate to disturb him, but lately that seemed to be the case more and more often.

#guts posed or guts pose is basically a fist pump of excitement #namimori-king #namimoriking #i shall name this #senpais on a roof

The president of the boxing club had just gotten done with his math class which was an extremely difficult class for him. He needed to have a breather after the huge test they just had in there. The roof came to mind and Ryohei decided that it was a perfect spot to go to so he can calm himself down. He could even do some shadow boxing up there and practice some new combinations he thought up.

The Sun guardian went up the stairs leading up to the roof, opening it, noticing no sounds coming from anyone. A large grin spread across his face, he guts posed like his idol, "Guts" Ishimatsu "Yes!" He said excitedly, thinking he had the whole roof to himself. The light haired fighter walked out further on the roof, wanting to have plenty of space to practice with himself. He got his fists up and when he aligned his fists with his eyes, that's when he realised he wasn't alone. He sees the raven haired prefect on the roof as well.

The fighter mentally chides himself for assuming that the skylark wouldn't be up here taking his mid afternoon nap. He was so excited to get some practice in too. But hanging out with a friend also helps gets ones mind off of their nerves. A grin spreads across his face as he walks over to sit down beside the raven, back against the building near the raven. "You picked an extremely good day to come out of the school to take a nap." He says with a light humour to his voice as he looks up at the sky.

[[When it rains it pours]] Closed RP

Yamamoto gave a soft chuckle as best as he was able as his friend was quick to pull him into his arms. He wouldn’t have expected anything less from the Sun Guardian, and he let go of his grip on the back of Ryohei’s shirt to properly return the gesture.

He listened as the Boxer spoke, his mind still groggy as it tried to keep up with everything he was being told. There was so much information to try and take in at once, and he found himself struggling to follow it all, but he smiled none the less, just happy to be hearing that passionate voice and seeing the face that matched it.

“Don’t try to move too much, you’ve just recently been in surgery and your body hasn’t had enough time to heal yet. I’ve done my best to help with Garyuu, but I can only do so much.”

His smile wavered, not missing the way Ryohei’s spirits seemed to dip, and he wanted to say something, to tell the boy that the fact that the Sun had tried at all meant everything to him, the fact that Ryohei had found him when he’d been so close to death was a debt he could never repay. Instead he closed his mouth, allowing the boxer to just keep talking, noting that it was obvious enough that Ryohei needed to let it out.

When the other finally seemed to pause in his pouring dialogue, Yamamoto reached out, resting his free hand on top of the Boxer’s head where it rested against their intertwined fingers.

“I’m glad to be awake… Though I’m surprised you’re still here so late, after all it’s alreay—“

He started, before his voice trailed as his attention was grabbed by something that he’d almost overlooked. Amber eyes looked down at there Ryohei grasped his hand, and rested them against the bed…. Against his lap. The Sun’s head even rested down on top and he realized… He couldn’t feel it. He didn’t feel the pressure, the weight… Frowning he tried to shift his leg under Ryohei and nothing happened. Panic started to flutter in his chest but he suppressed it. It was surely just a side effect of the coma, his body was still waking up and remembering how to respond… Right? Despite his attempts at self reassurance, a frown quickly filled his features as he just stared down at their hands, his expression unreadable.

#an-inside-joke #when it rains it pours #aninsidejoke

The white haired male kept his face pressed on to their hands. A soft and happy grin on his face. He was trying his best not to let the tears of happiness spill past his eyelids. So he just kept his eyes closed for a few moments, trying to get himself to calm down and not overwhelm the baseball player.

'...you’re still here so late, after all it’s already—'

The boxer was intent on listening to those amazing vocals that he was close to believing he may never hear again. But when the raven trailed off like that, it worried him immediately. The older teen's grey eyes quickly shot open as his stomach dropped and he looked up at the swordsman. He could be fairly dense from time to time, but when it came to Yamamoto, Sasagawa understood a lot of what the other athlete felt.

"Yamamoto? Is something wrong?" His voice picked up in pitch, panicking slightly. Where the hell were the nurses?! Shouldn't they have come to his room when he'd awoken?

One hand releases the younger junior high student's hand so he could reach and hit the nurse button, urgently. "Are you in extreme pain? Should I get Garyuu out?" He asks, unable to hide his panic as he looks into the amber eyes of his friend with a fiery intensity, worry showing brightly within his eyes.

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A Love So Extreme [[Closed RP with tsuna-vongola-decimo]]

Tsuna yawned contently as he stretched, his arms reaching for his ceiling and his joints popping. He had been in front of his tv for the last few hours, trying to get in as much gaming time as he could while Reborn was out. Ever since Reborn had become his tutor, he barely got more than 1 hour of gaming in before the baby pulled the plug, causing him to lose all of his data.

He yelled out in shock as Reborn, dressed as Master Pao Pao jumped through his open window. He had tried to say something about how babies shouldn’t jump through open windows, but all he got was a kick to the face and a letter shoved into his face. Quick as a flash, the baby had disappeared and he was left nursing a sore cheek.

Grumbling to himself, the teen picked up the fallen letter and begun to read it. It was definitely from Ryohei, judging from the word choice, but it was the contents that surprised him. This was… a love letter? He felt his face heating up and unsure what he was supposed to do. Tsuna jumped as he heard Ryohei yell from outside, he probably wasn’t far from his room. In a panic, the brunette looked around and shoved the letter in his pocket, his face still a bright red.

#a love so extreme #tsuna-vongola-decimo #tsunavongoladecimo

The Sun guardian knocked on the front door of the Sawada home. The brunette's mother answered it, confused. "Hello Mrs. Sawada... I have some extremely important matters to deal with up there." He says walking past her quickly, turning into a sprint immediately up the stairs.

The enthusiastic boxer opens up the door of the young Vongola boss's bedroom, a blush taking over his entire face. With both arms by his sides, the fighter bows in a rigid manner, unable to look Tsuna in the eyes right now. "EXCUSE THE EXTREME INTRUSION SAWADA! BUT I WAS WONDERING... DO YOU KNOW IF MASTER PAO PAO LEFT ANYTHING HERE?! A LETTER PERHAPS?! IT WAS A...UH....AN EXTREMELY FUNNY JOKE THAT I WASN'T DONE WITH..." The elder teen got redder and redder as he rambled and his words started running together.

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My Boxer, Like A Duracell [[Closed RP]]

His body felt like it was on fire, his lungs screaming for air and his muscles crying out for rest, but his spirit burned on. He couldn’t allow himself to lose, to show that the Vongola was stronger. His pride had burrowed a hole into his chest and urged him on. One more step. One more dodge. One more punch. One more breath. One more win. When he won, then he could rest, but until then, he would fight until his body gave out on him. Even then, he would get up and throw one more punch. “Come on!” he yelled to the white haired boy as the bell rang once more.

They were both so exhausted, clinching more often so they could grab a breath or two before breaking apart to start up again. Their skin was slick with sweat, making it hard for either one of them to have a decent grip on the other boy. They broke apart again, each hitting each other on the side of the face with a right hook. The Forest Guardian grunted as he fell onto mat, landing on his side. He gasped and panted, his head spinning slightly as he tried to concentrate behind his black spectacles, but it was no use. His body was just too beaten and tired.

Sweat trickled onto the mat as he ran through some of their previous small bouts to see where he could try and improve. His mind went back to when they had clinched together, remembering the man’s hot arms around him and his own arms around the man’s body. It wasn’t a bad feeling, it would have probably felt better if they weren’t fighting.

He rolled over on to his stomach, cursing himself and his stupid mind. This was not the time for thoughts like that. He had a match to think about, anything else could wait. He had to defend the Shimon pride against the hateful Vongola. Against Ryohei. Though, he didn’t hate the other boxer, just the family he had aligned himself with.

His pushed himself on to his elbow and returned the Sun Guardian’s glare. “No… way…” he said in a hoarse voice, his body heaving to catch his breath, “I’m… gonna…. win…. stupid Vongola.” He wanted to go home and sleep, but he forced himself on to his knees, “I….won’t….lose… to a stupid idiot….. who doesn’t know when… to give up,” he said as his vision wavered and he fell back down on the mat. Koyo could barely move, his body refusing to cooperate. He wanted to scream, it couldn’t end like this.

#short reply is short #itsthesameleavesidiot #my boxer like a duracell

The Sun guardian sees the Shimon member begin to get up, his grey eyes widened as he thought that the other was about to win the match. He struggles, groaning and slowly attempting to. He feels the dry, burning ache as he forces his muscles to move past their tiredness. He gets to his knees and elbows when he see's the green haired male fall to the mat again. The Vongola's fighter grinned tiredly and collapsed to the mat as well. Neither had won. Yet another even match between the Vongola and Shimon's boxers.

Both boys were taken into the locker rooms with the help of fellow students. Ryohei was panting heavily, laying on the bench across from the Forest guardian. He grins as he holds out an ungloved fist that got that way with the help of his classmates. With one eye, he looks to Koyo fist extended towards the other. "Seems we're doomed to be an extreme match that neither of us can win." He says with a airy humour only because of being so winded and tired.

He slowly drops his fist, letting his arms drop and knuckles touch the ground. The white haired male looks back up at the ceiling, trying to calm his breathing. "Good job on not cheating too much this time around... You did get... a few cheap shots... in on me..." He lightly chuckled, still trying to catch his breath. "We should do this again sometime..." He says looking back at Koyo.

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OOC:

A pet peeve that I think Ryohei would have is any disrespect for the art that is boxing. As well as talking crap about his friends. And the last one is he will not, absolutely will not stand for any degrading talk of women or children.

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

"I’d have to say these extremely awesome hands of mine that protect my friends!"

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