King Crow

{Independent RP/Ask blog of Genji Takiya from Crows Zero} Any and all similarities to actual events, past or present, are entirely coincidental.

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“Poker. No point in playin` 21 if it’s just the two of us.” Tamao wasn’t as fond of blackjack as he was of poker. Luck never seemed to be on his side when he played it, especially against Tokaji. At one point Tokio had mentioned that it was more math and card counting than luck, so it made sense for his former commander to have an unbeatable winning streak. Tamao just didn’t have the patience to do that sort of thing, and he definitely wasn’t the type to bother figuring out percentages just to win a few thousand yen. He picked up the cards that Genji threw at him and waited for his ‘opponent’ to make the first move.

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Nodding at the other, he pulled his hand in front of his face, keeping a steady expression as he gazed over the cards.  "I'm giving you a 15,000 limit, so don't get cocky, you fuck."  He looked up to the other, cocking his brow at the other, watching his facial expressions.  "1000 in the pot.  You callin'?"

Placing his cards down, he motioned for chips to be brought to them, dividing them out 15,000 yen to each of them, dropping two 500 yen chips in between the both of them.  He wondered how the hand will play.  He kept his breath steady for once, knowing that if he showed any form of a tell, the beast in front of him would pick up on it immediately.

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Long Overdue

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It took Yuji a moment to register the other’s reaction and when it did, he looked up at the top of the staircase, at Daina who tip-toed her way next to him. “How the hell did you get out of my room?” The cat jumped up Yuji’s pants leg as he wiped the blood away from his nose, curling around his neck. Daina’s eyes were pinned to her master’s opponent, teeth exposed and a loud hiss coming from her mouth.

He took a step back, realizing why the other looked like he had inhaled a ton of sand and couldn’t get it out of his system. He didn’t want to cause a severe allergic reaction in the other, he just wanted to kick his ass until he regretted stepping into his house in the first place, but since Daina appeared, that seemed a bit out of the way. Yuji petted the cat with his clean hand to make her from wanting to claw the other’s face off, the adrenaline slowly wearing off from his body. “She’s not here.” He mumbled with his words, feeling blood in his mouth.

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Coughing in his jacket sleeve, glaring hard at the cat as he felt his insides burn.  "Fucking devil spawn, that's how..."  He hated cats, allergy aside.  They always disliked him as a child, even before his allergy developed.  "You have shit taste in pets, Tokaji."

Blowing his nose again, he held the tissue in front of his mouth as an impromptu mask, trying to keep allergens and dander out as much as possible.  "She what?"  Not here?  What the fuck was this.  "Dad said she'd be here, what the hell.  God damn it, waste of a fucking trip."  Glaring hard at the other and his cat, he felt his ire burn hot in the bottom of his stomach...  Or was that just a part of his allergies?

It mattered little, he moved from the stairs, past the other, stepping hard on his foot before moving to the door.  "Fuck you, Tokaji.  Fuck you, fuck your booty call mom, and fuck your hell-cat."

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Tamao gave a quick nod towards the woman before she left. He sat down at the table opposite of the other, giving him a meaningful look, a sort of ok if he wanted to talk about things of that nature. “He’s fine. College is sucking the energy out of him but his operation has healed properly for the most part. You can barely see the scars anymore.” His lips curled up in a faint smile at the thought. Tokio was probably happier now that he had been in a very long time, and it was all because he moved out of that hellhole his parents called home. It was more of a cage than anything else.

When the woman returned with their drinks, Tamao took his glass and looked up at Genji. “I’m borrowing money from you. I don’t have anything on me.” He took a swig of his drink, blinking away the initial rush. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had indulged in alcohol since Tokio never really seemed to want to buy any for the house.

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Genji nodded at the others words, listening closely.  It had been a long time since any of them really talked.  He wondered how Tokio really was doing with Tamao there.  It really was no secret that those two were closer than the average pair if friends, that much was obvious.

Taking his drink from the waitress, he gave her a look up and down before returning his attention to his guest.  Sipping on the beer, he swallowed the acrid drink, nose scrunching still from the taste.  The old man served shit booze here.  He supposed he had to take care of that part himself.

"Hey, some fucking bet this is, I'd just be winning back my own money!"  Rolling his eyes at the other, he called a waiter over and had him bring around a deck of cards for the both of them.  "We doin' Jack or Poker?"  Pulling the deck out, he set the extra cards to the side, and began the intricate motions that went into splitting and shuffling.

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Ren took a seat beside the younger man and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, slipping one into his mouth and lighting it. “I just couldn’t help but notice that…” he took a long drag, “…you’re a lot like me. I can just tell.” He let the smoke ease out of his lips as he spoke. “What kind of work are we talking about?”

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Scratching the final bits of clotted blood from his temple, he looked over to the other man, obvious confusion and irritation.  "So?  I'm like no one, old man, you're probably delusional."  Though he couldn't deny the other had an air of expertise to him.  Perhaps he had been apart of the business himself.

Sniffing, he looked around, making sure no one was paying attention or in earshot distance.  "Family business.  People owe money, I come to collect.  Grunt work, but I'm the best worker, so says my father."  Leaning back against the wall, he took a long drag of his own cigarette, breathing out caustic air.  "You got work?  Dad always says he could use some more hands.  Pays well, though it's strict."

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Ren gave a dry laugh; this guy really was like him, in his younger days. “Calm down, it was just a simple question.” He pursed his lips. “The name’s Akiyama Ren…what’s yours?”

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"Takiya Genji."  He answered curtly.  The blood on his face was clotting in a dirty brown grit that itched as he rubbed the heel of his hand on it.  "Can I help you with anything, or are you just making small talk?  I still have a bit of work to do..."  Who was next on the list?  He hated being the one to take care of lowlife jobs, but they were just as important as the big jobs he sat in for with his father.

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Ren eyed the boy from head to toe, instantly noticing the bruises and cuts on his face. He reminded him of himself. “Hey,” he called out, “you just get in a fight or something?”

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Tending to his own wounds at that moment, Genji clenched his teeth around his cigarette at the other's words.  "The fuck do you think, I just walked into something fist shaped?"

Rolling his eyes, he glared the other up and down.  He seemed decent enough, and he certainly didn't need another fight right now, not after just returning from kicking some non-paying lowlife's ass.  "What's your name, nosy punk?"

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Long Overdue

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He bit the inside of his cheek so hard, he could feel the tingling taste of blood. Yuji fought with himself on what to do, trying to hold back from punching the other right in the jaw. Yuji managed to surpass the urge to do so, instead opting to kick him right in the chest, sending Genji stumbling back into the hallway. “You asswipe never had any manners!” He stomped towards him, throwing another powerful kick at the former Suzuran leader’s temple.

From the top of the staircase, Daina watched the two engage in battle. She followed her new owner’s every move, growling from time to time when they got too close to where she was standing. Yuji hadn’t even noticed the feline managing to somehow escape being locked in his room. He was too focused on blocking Genji’s attacks while trying to get some of his own in.

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His temple bled after that kick, but it was hard for him to get many punches in.  The other was skilled, he'd give him that with out a doubt.  There was a reason Serizawa chose him for his recruiter all right.  Those punches were a clear sign of that.

Landing on the wall next to the stairs, he kicked the other hard in the gut, sending him back as he felt something tickle his nose. No, fuck no, he wasn't...

"Aah--  ATCHOO!"  Sniffing, he looked at the landing at the top of the stairs to the small animal pacing the distance from one wall to the other.  "Of course you have a fucking cat, you asshole."

Standing straight, he dug into his pocket for a tissue.  "Every-fucking-thing I hate you are, you fucker."  He glared hard at the other, unable to look serious as he blew his nose hard.

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Long Overdue

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This could not be happening.

Yuji stared at the other walking into the house as if it were his own, insulting his mother in enough ways to make the devil squirm and give him the stare from things long passed. He knew Takiya hated him, and that was fine, he hated him right back, but even he should have known enough respect to not just barge into someone’s place like that. He didn’t disagree, but it still pissed him off.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He walked up in front of the other, looking him dead in the eye. “You forgot your place, Takiya.” He grabbed Genji by the front of his jacket. It was too early to start a fight. It was too clear he didn’t match Suzuran’s former strongest. At that moment, though, he really didn’t care. Takiya wasn’t above him in any manner now that they both graduated. “I don’t care what that old fart wants, that’s my mother you’re talking about. Fuck off. Now.”

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Glaring hard at the other, Genji felt bile raise in his throat the way the other was acting.  The other had more than earned his scorn, this was more than true.  He couldn't give respect to him, no matter if he was on the other's property or not.  And technically, Yakuza property was in another room, fucking someone else at the moment.

A hand shot to one of the one gripping his jacket and he squeezed the wrist tightly, pulling him off while twisting it.  "And it seems you've forgotten yours, Tokaji, or do you want to make me more of an enemy than I already am?"  Genji let go of the other's wrist, fixing his clothing.

"I don't want to be here any more than you want me here.  I'd rather return to my bed than have to get up in the middle of the damn night.  But the old man wants what he wants, and I have to get it for him.  I'm sorry your brain can't comprehend all that, but I'm not leaving until I have what I came here for."  Genji hissed sharply at the other, clenching his fists, ready to throw a punch or two if it came to that.  "Now, are you going to offer me a drink, or what?"

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He wasn’t the type to follow traditions all that well, but even Tamao knew that you weren’t supposed to fuck with the rules of the yakuza, especially when you were in their territory. He took the happi, nodding his head in admiration of the detail work in the design before putting it on. “Place looks kinda dead. Is everyone out dealing with business?” Even so, Tamao couldn’t help himself from asking. He had very little history with the yakuza and that which he did wasn’t pleasant. The memories of his fight with that one yakuza guy and the things that followed as a result from it came rushing into his mind and Tamao couldn’t help but smirk, looking up at Genji. ‘I wonder if you realize how much you owe me.’

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Nodding, he lead them over to a blackjack table and took a seat.  "The big guns are usually not in here until later.  No one else is allowed in unless you have a Ryuuseikai member with you, like me."  Leaning back in his chair, he ordered for a tall, traditionally dressed woman to bring them two drinks.

"So you're shackin' with Tokio, huh?  Not much of a surprise there.  How's he uh..."  He pointed to his head, trying to be at least somewhat couth about the other's friend.  Technically his own friend too, but that was subjective anymore.  Tokio and him hadn't spoken in many years before he returned to Suzuran.  They were close, but the change in schools drifted them.  They were more rivals than ever in this point, even with them being out of Suzuran.

That place really touched them in ways that they all couldn't explain.  How, he wondered, would they have turned out if they hadn't gone to that school of crows?

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“Don’t bother. I’ve been walking all my life, why stop now?” He grinned, throwing a light punch in Genji’s shoulder as he walked by. “Plus, you look like you need the exercise.” Tamao skipped ahead, turning around to face the other as he walked backwards. He was actually pretty excited to be playing cards again since it had been so long. After the start of that second semester with Housen, nobody really could make the time to enjoy themselves. After that, everybody went down their separate path and he was too busy moving in with Tokio to arrange something. He let out a quiet sigh. Finally, a break from everything and an opportunity to make money.

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Walking along with the other, he shrugged the punch off, knowing that it was a tease.  He still remembered Tamao's punches.  If he wanted to, the other could have (and has done) some serious damage.  "Man, if I'm able to get to and from faster, of course I'm going to take the car, isn't that the point of them?"

Looking down to his stomach, he frowned, patting it slightly.  He had put on a little more weight than what he was like in highschool, he did give Tamao that.  He just figured it was the food he had been partaking in.  Since he became an actual member of the Ryuuseikai, he had been invited to the meetings that he was always kicked out of when he was younger.  "Whatever."

Leading them through the town, the walked in silence.  It was hard for him to have small talk with the other.  There were so many things he was still fuming over that the other was caused of, whether directly or indirectly.  He was sure the other thought the same thing for him, so he saved each other the trouble and just kept his mouth shut for the moment.  That is, until they reached the gambling hall.

It was a small little hole in the wall, innocuous to the outside, but inside the place was like it stepped out of a period drama.  Hideo was always the one for style, and style this place had.  It was quite empty, however, of people.  A few workers here or there.  Hideo had people in the shop 24/7, but customers were only allowed in when with a member of the gang.  And at that time, the gang members were usually out settling issues.

Taking off his shoes, Genji nodded to one of the workers to acquire him and his guest the happi that were loaned as a uniform.  The crest on the back symbolized Hideo and his reign of this establishment, a stylized dragon holding a gem in its claws.  "Here, wear this while you're here."  Tamao seemed the one to follow tradition, perhaps.  He hoped, at least.

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Long Overdue

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Yuji stopped and stared at the other like he was speaking an alien language. “What?” The gears in his brain began turning now that the cold night air hit him and he was almost completely awake. After a few moments of silence, realization hit and he leaned back, staring at Genji. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” He grabbed the booklet from the other’s hand and looked over the address. Yeah, this was the place. “What the fuck, mom…” he sighed out, mimicking the other’s tone. He pushed the small booklet into Genji’s chest and crossed his harms. “I live here. Tell your dad his booty-call is busy fucking someone else at the moment and she’ll be back in the morning.” He turned around, pushing the door  so it would close in the other’s face.

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Sticking his foot in the path of the door, he pushed the door open with a rough jerk. "Sorry for the intrusion."  He took off his shoes at the door, and turned to the other, a no-nonsense look on his face.  "I'm not leaving until I got the lady.  She could be just fucked, jizz still dripping, and I'd still have to bring her to the old man.  So I might as well wait for her until she's done."

Frowning, he glared at Tokaji.  He was still bitter over Izaki.  Something that damaging didn't just go away.  Not only that, but the whole scene with Ruka...  He really hated the other for that.  And he hand a feeling that hate would be long standing for the rest of his expectantly shortened life.

"Get me something to drink, if I'm to wait for my dad's cumbucket.  It's bad enough I gotta pick the bitch up."  Sniffing, he crossed his arms, tucking his chin in the over-sized neck cuff of his jacket.

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Tamao took one more glance at Suzuran. The school where the most meaningful part of his life had been spent was now his no more and he couldn’t help but feel regret. “I wonder if anyone will ever conquer her.” He chuckled. In a way, he didn’t want anyone to rule over Suzuran. She was a beast that was supposed to remain untamed and, in his eyes, conquering her would have been an insult to her pride. “Ha… haha…” his chuckle turned to a laugh. ‘Tamao, you must be going insane if the school has pride.’ He looked over at Genji with a sincere smile plastered onto his lips, although the other seemed to be clueless as to what was going on. “You’re buying me a drink, one way or the other. Come on, let’s go.”

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Looking up to the school with Tamao, he pursed his lips.  "Doubt it.  You heard Rinda-man.  'You fight and fight and then you graduate.'  Seems pretty accurate.  She'll never be conquered."  He knew that the others wouldn't be enough.  No matter how tough they were, it wouldn't be enough to gain the whole school.  There were always newbies, always variables to keep the goal of the top just out of reach.  His variable was Rinda-man.

Tamao's smile was kind of infectious, causing Genji's lips to turn up into a smirk.  "Yeah, right, I'll buy you a keg if it'll get you off my ass about that fight."  He pivoted on his heel, motioning forward with his head.  "It's kinda far.  Want me to call one of my old man's cars?"

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It was one of those nights.

Yuji groaned as he heard the doorbell ring without interruption. Whoever thought it was a good idea to wake him up in the middle of the night was going to regret it for the rest of their life. The only people who knew where he lived were the guys from Serizawa’s Army and Sarina, and they all knew by this point that Yuji was not the person to disturb while resting. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, waking up Daina in the process.

3:00 AM. What had happened to the nights in which he used to prowl the streets without the slightest hint of fatigue? College and working for the Shuns was draining the life out of him. Yuji locked Daina inside his room to make sure she wouldn’t run away again and walked downstairs. Lord forbid if it was some random drunk who just happened to stumble onto his doorstep because he was not in the mood.

“Takiya….” A drunk would have been preferable to this encounter. Takiya Genji was standing in front of his door with the same shocked expression he had. Yuji blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t still asleep but, sure enough, the former leader of GPS was right there, in front of him. “What the hell are you doing here?” 

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There were a lot of things Genji enjoyed about working for the family syndicate.  Decent money, fast jobs, scratching that ever present itch to beat the fuck out of someone.  It was something he enjoyed as a whole.

Something he didn't enjoy as a whole was chauffeuring his father's bootycalls to and from the house.  It was rare that he did it, but it happened.  Though Genji himself was far from a normal foot soldier, because he was the boss' brat, he was expected to take care of his aging, needy father.  Which, apparently, included getting off his ass at three in the goddamn morning so he could pick up a woman from almost halfway across town.  

Ringing the doorbell, he looked over the house.  Kind of shitty, in comparison to his own, but not many people lived in yakuza funded housing.  His finger never left the buzzer, not until he heard someone approach and open the door.

He was expecting the woman he was to be picking up.  What he wasn't expecting was the brutal brains behind Serizawa's Army to answer the door in a shocked haze.  "To-Tokaji?"  His brows furrowed and he looked back to the street, only to return his gaze to the other in front of him.  "What the fuck, dad..."

The question shouldn't have thrown him off guard, but it did, especially since he had figured that he had gotten the wrong house.  "I, uh...  Am here to pick up a lady for my old man."  He dug into his pocket, bringing out the little white booklet he had used for so many things.  "Yeah, fuck, this is the place.  What the fuck are you doing here?"

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“You’re a punk for losing, but I’ll take you up on that offer. I need the money.” Tamao sat up, finishing off his cigarette and letting it fall to the ground from in between his parted lips. He let out a yawn - being woken up several times during the night by Tokio’s stupid rituals had managed to tire him lately - and stretched his back. “Knowing my luck, I’m better off gambling against you as long as I have something to start with.”

His brow furrowed at the rest of Genji’s words and he gave him a small kick to knock him on his ass. “That’s why your girlfriend left you, you dumb-ass. You talk shit about everyone, even the people that mattered to you.” Of course, Tamao had no real clue if Ruka had dumped Genji or if she was still sticking around. Their relationship was odd, at best, and seemed a bit more one-sided than anything else. One of the small things on his bucket list was to apologize for all the trouble his boys had gotten her into, but when he would have the opportunity to, that was still a mystery. “You’d better own up to you word. I have an itch to scratch when it comes to cards.” Tamao made a mental note to get everyone together all his commanders from back in Suzuran together for a night of poker, but for now, Genji was going to have to do.

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Rolling his eyes at the bitching Tamao kept spouting off, he chuckled.  "Everyone needs the money now-a-days, don't they?  Just be glad I'm inviting you.  You need a members invite to play in the joint."  Standing up, he dusted off the back of his slacks, he picked off little pieces of gravel that stuck to the heel of his palm.  Looking down to the other, shorter male, he offered a hand down, to help the other up.

Hissing at the mention of Ruka, he shook his hand away before the other could grab it, shoving it into his jacket pocket.  Ruka and him...  "We never were really dating, y'know.  She and I...  Well, we clicked well, sorta, but we were in completely different worlds."  He ran a hand through the length of his hair, a nervous habit he had picked up and was never able to break.  "Besides, like I said.  Bigger issues to deal with.  I can't put someone I care about in danger.  Ever since my old man got out of the hospital, it's been a non-option."

Tamao was as scathing towards him as he remembered.  Old wars still left old scars on them, it seemed.  Their scars still showed on the school, so it was obvious it'd show on the soldiers in it.  "Man, I don't offer something if I'm not gonna live up to it.  That shit's just rude."  He shook his shoulders in annoyance, trying to mentally and physically brush the other's words off him.  They were just words, and even though Tamao was sassing him, he shouldn't get too upset.  That'd be a wrong turn.  He barely walked out of their last fight, he didn't need a repeat showing.  Not now at least.

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