Man in Charge

"Heh, guess you're not as retarded as I thought you were..." M!A Status: None Indie RP blog for an 18 year old Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Peko Problems | shinzoukou

[shinzoukou-blog]

She gave a small bow when he opened the door.

"There is nothing to worry about, Kuzuryuu-san. If anything were to happen to me, I am quite sure you would be one of the first to catch wind of it.

I have been quite busy doing a bit of work, so I do apologize for not stopping by earlier but it it something that couldn’t be helped.”

[leaderoftheyakuza]

The yakuza leader let out a sigh of relief, moving aside to let her enter. "Well...at least ya fine. Just tell me first if ya gonna go off ya own again; ya know I worry about this kinda shit, especially when ya on your own." He told her, leaning against the door frame.

Fuyuhiko knew that she would be able to handle herself in 99% of situations, but at the same time he still had to worry about his friend's well being. "Anyway, come on in. Ya gotta relax yaself after work like that."

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Peko Problems | shinzoukou

Peko hadn't been around for a while...it was beginning to get strange. Normally he had seen her every day, but recently she had stopped coming around to chat. Sure, he had given her a vaction from being a 'tool' since he ran the palce now; but still, she came back to talk with him every time she could. Fuyuhiko opened up his cellphone and tried calling her, getting no answer before she finally appeared at the front door.

"O-Oh 'ey...Peko. Where did ya go; I got worried 'bout ya."

( shinzoukou )

[leaderoftheyakuza]

I gotta get on here more often, shit

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Leaders of a Different Kind | toolofroyalty

[nemuigema-blog]

" What choice is there to make . . ? Of course I'm happy with it. I'm supposed to be. Is there not a way I couldn't and live this life accordingly ?

If perhaps there was . . some way, then . . I could say otherwise. I honestly could . . but that's a choice I can't make. It's just existing, and I would rather not be the one the shatter that tradition. I just simply wish to do my parents good. "

She's calm about it ; she always is. She doesn't like it, and god knows she wouldn't if she had the oppritunity ; but no one would agree, she knows. There would be no chance with her desires, so she gets used to have none. No desire to change means no desire to do better, nor worse -- it's practical. It works. It works for her. She needs it to.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"'Supposed to be' and 'are' are two completely different things, Peko. If ya 'are' happy wit' somethin', it means ya got free choice and decided ya wanna do this under ya own power. If ya 'supposed to be' happy wit' somethin', it means ya bein' forced into something you'd rather not want anythin' to do with." He replied, shaking his head and giving a loud sigh in response.

Hearing this all from her was something completely different, as it was quite clear from her face and the way she spoke that she didn't like it; when you know someone your whole life, you learn their facial expressions to certain emotions to a T.

"A choice ya can't make? Of course ya can make it; since when do ya 'ave to marry some stuck up rich cunt? There's always a choice fer ya to do somethin'; my choice right now is to sit here and figure out who the hell thought this was a good idea, for example."

[tearsandsyringes]

"S-shot?!" The opposite of what he had been trying to achieve comes to fruition and the nurse is immediately concerned over his well being even moreso than she had been mere seconds ago. "..h-how can you speak about being shot so…so nonchalantly?" She paused, "I…I mean, I’m sorry to have asked such a p-personal question, I just…just d-did not realize you’d been shot before…" 

"E-eh?" His question about her health status caught her offguard and she was silent for a few moments, trying to gather her thoughts and find her voice. "I…I’m unharmed. T-thank you for asking, Kuzuryuu-san." She still felt guilty about the incident, her normal attitude of everything being her fault seemed to never falter in the slightest, "I…is t-there something I could do to m-make up for the time you’ve w-wasted talking to me, Kuzuryuu-san? I m-must have slowed you down in…in your endeavor." 

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Well, it comes with bein' in a high rankin' yakuza. Ya gonna shoot, and ya gonna get shot; just a part a the job." He explained, shrugging a little and not seeing it as a big problem anymore. "But, I got a good nurse so I ain't gonna die yet." He explained, giving a small chuckle to himself before unbuttoning his shirt a little to expose a small part of his chest.

Sure enough, there was a pretty freshly stitched bulletwound there, being decently close to his heart. "See? No big deal, ain't gotta worry." He buttoned back up and listened to what she had to say, not really minding the whole situation as mind as Mikan thought. "What? Ya ain't gotta do nothin' for me, Tsumiki. I ain't wastin' my time talkin' to ya, considerin' ya ain't a complete asshole like some a the others I know..." He explained, patting her back a little. "Just chill, ya ain't done nothin' wrong." Age had made the yakuza leader both much better and much worse.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Welcome to the Clan, Bitch | scoringpitches​

[scoringpitches-blog-deactivated]

Excellent work. Not just good, but excellent. He couldn’t help but shoot a smile as sharp as Fuyuhiko’s suit back at him, every bit as cocky as his reputation around Hope’s Peak would suggest. “Great. What’s his speciality? I’m starvin’." As far as he was concerned, Satoshi was in another world now. Leon didn’t even glance back when he scooped up his jacket and tailed Fuyuhiko off towards the promise of food. The attention span of a hungry teenager.

"He’s got somethin’ ready right away, right?" It didn’t make much difference if his family name was Michiba or Kuwata, as long as he could kick out something edible. Maybe something warm and savoury, the perfect thing just before heading off for a good long nap. "And then we’re good for today? I can go home and come back another time? I mean, I got the tattoo, so it’s good for me. That’s all anybody’s gonna wanna see anyway."

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Specialty? If I 'ad ta guess, I'd say Steak; Best steak I ever tasted in my life, an' he can do it 'owever you like to perfection." He explained, seeing that Leon was pumped up to finally eat something; what a stupid kid. If he kept going this way, he was never gonna survive in Fuyuhiko's clan. The yakuza leader shook his head, deciding not to care about it for now and looked up to Otonashi once they arrived.

"Yo, the recruit here's hungry. What have ya got served up already?" He asked, looking around the kitchen and ignoring Leon's comments for the time being. The chef tapped his spatula on the oven door, opening it up to reveal a rather nicely cooked chicken in there to keep warm, with vegetables of all kinds on the bottom shelf. "Alright, ya got the choice of chicken now, or whatever you want later. An' as for ya goin' home, you can go for now but ya gotta come back tomorrow to finish ya trials...Then ya free till I need ya services."

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Leaders of a Different Kind | toolofroyalty

[nemuigema-blog]

" Putting it into such simple terms is almost revolting . . Being queen, it's only natural that I have someone to help me make favorable decisions for my country. The longer I wait and procrastinate . . Only the people suffer. They deserve no such way of living. "

She straightens herself out as she speaks, the small rabbit in her arms shifting a bit from the tone and movements around it, but the girl's small, pale hand returns to it's regular movements against it's soft fur, and it's perched ears go back down once again,

" Kuzuryuu, "

The name seems, odd, rough like sandpaper against her tongue as her voice, stern, adapts to a more gentle tone ; one that she only uses in certain situations when dearly needed,

" Why . . do . . you care ? Perhaps it's because I have a better grasp on my life rather than your Peko, and . . I understand quite well. I really do, despite the circumstances with you and I. However . . it's worthless. "

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Fuyuhiko gave a sigh, shaking his head and listening to everything Peko had to say on the subject. It was...rather hard to hear someone that was usually his friend talking about how he was being an idiot with everything he was saying; and while that might be true, no one could deny that he didn't have a point at some parts.

"Peko." He responded in the stern voice of his own; the voice he usually only used for when his gangsters fucked up a mission horribly.

"I care because it's not only a fuckin' stupid thing for tha royal family ta do to their daughter, but it was also something completely horrible that I ain't gonna let happen to any embodiment of ma friend; tha only friend in the world for most of my life. I ain't gonna let this shit happen to ya without a damned fight..."

"I'm gonna ask ya one more time...Are you actually happy wit’ it all? If ya answer me yes, I'll shut up about it."

[msmahiru-deactivated20140818]

She had decided to ignore his comments as whatver he says will probably anger the girl more.

Why did even decided to walk around with her camera strap not attached to her? That was a stupid mistake she had decided to do. And now—she’s the one that has to pay the price. Why was she so stupid? What if her mom visits her and asks for the camerda— oh god. What will she say? What would her mother say? —Thinking about such a thing churned her stomach, feeling like she could vomit anytime soon.

"I-It’s fine.."

The photographer choked out, her hand reaching for a glass shard, then cutting herself in the process. And that’s when reality had hit her and the tears started to come.

"I was being stupid.."

She said quietly, feeling her eyes sting as salty water dripped down her cheek. Her hand grasped the glass shard, clutched it then finding red ooze out from the spaces between her fingers.

"So.. fucking stupid.”

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"I-It ain't fuckin' fine...Accidentally causin' ya ta drop ya book in a school hallways is fine, this kinda shit ain't fuckin' fine!" The yakuza reacted quickly, not knowing what else he could really say to something like that. This was a situation where there were no winners. Mahiru's entire spirit and life was pretty much destroyed in one fucking stupid move, and it was his fault. As if the simulation wasn't a bad enough thing to do to the poor girl, this might've been even worse, considering it wasn't him which did the deed last time.

That's when the red liquid began pouring from Mahiru's hand and onto the pavement. "Alright, we're gettin' you the fuck away from the sharp objects!" He shouted, bending down quickly and knocking the glass from her hand. Fuyuhiko quickly packed up the camera's pieces into his hat and stood up, deciding that he needed to take action before Mahiru got him, or worse herself, killed. "I'm takin' ya to the fuckin' hospital, and if ya decide to kill me on the way I ain't gonna blame ya..." He pulled his tie off next and tied it around her hand like a mock bandage and tried to get her to stand up.

This was not going to be fun for anyone...

[tearsandsyringes]

The nurse staggered a couple of steps, for once she managed to keep her balance, turning once she’d regained her consistent shaky footing. It was…Kuzuryuu? She didn’t really expect to run into him…or any of her classmates for that matter; she was just thankful it hadn’t be Saionji. 

"K-Kuzuryuu-san, you don’t need to apologize. It w-was my fault for being in the way." She looked him over, inspecting for any possible injuries, but saw no outward injuries. "A-are you in any pain?" She asked softly. 

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Nah, nah; I was too busy lookin' at my list ta look where I was goin'." He replied, dusting his hands off and looking her up and down. Seemed to be the same as always; nervous, bandaged and barely able to stand without falling over. He could take advantage of this situation however, he had meant to visit Mikan at some point, considering she was next on his good list.

"Nah, I'm fine, don't worry...I been shot multiple times in the past, this ain't nothin'." He explained, his attempt to calm her down probably doing the exact opposite of that. "How 'bout you, ya hurt?"

[msmahiru-deactivated20140818]

All her senses came back as he said the most stupidest thing she had ever heard today.

Did it? Of course not!

To make it worst, it was her mother’s old camera! And back then, they didn’t have fancy technology. It was the camera she had been dreaming of getting for years! And when she was finally entrusted to it, she felt like a kid going into a free all you can eat candy shop. But now— it’s shattered. On the concrete. And from the looks of it, it can’t even be fixed.

"No." She replied, sounding frighteningly calm. "No, Fuyuhiko. It doesn’t have a memory card."

Her anger— was suspiciously gone. Or maybe it was still there and she was too shell shocked to feel it. Kneeling on the ground, she started to pick up the pieces of the camera, not caring that it was glass and she could cut herself in any second.

“I mean, it’s okay. It’s not like I had some important things in there. They were just memories of me with my friends and family. It can always be replaced..”

The photographer started to laugh—she really did want to kill him right now.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Ahhh...fuck..." He mumbled through gritted teeth, once again being faced with the choices of what he should do. Bending down to try and help would end with a glass shard being stabbed into his eye (and the last thing he needed was to lose his eye for real this time), running away would just be the ultimate dick move, and standing there would just be the worst thing. Hell, he didn't even know what he could possibly say at this point.

"I'll just...do the deed myself if you prefer..." He muttered, refering to the fact that he had a gun inside his jacket holster, a full clip, and a head that really needed a bullet in it right now. Hell, it would be more pleasant than anything she'd be cooking up for him at that point. "B-Be careful with the uhh..." He trailed off, biting down on his lip harder and just deciding to shut his mouth.

Normally, he'd have just handed over his entire wallet to pay for the camera, but considering Mahiru had never been able to upload the photos to anything, that would do no good in this situation...Why didn't he just stay home today?

[konnyuzenei]

Ibuki was on her phone, playing a game and quite frankly, she was getting very angry. The game was frustrating her because it had no save points and she kept dying, of course she wasn’t as good as Chiaki Nanami, but she hoped that she’d be good enough to actually win this game and not fail everytime. But when she heard the knocks of knuckles against a hard surface, her eyes scanned over to her front door, before slowly getting up and making her way over there. When she got there, she didn’t think she’d see Kuzuryuu when she opened the door, she looked him over. He didn’t look much different, maybe a few things changed but she couldn’t tell.

“Hey Fuyuhiko-chan! Ibuki hasn’t seen you for a while! What’re you doing here?”

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Nope, she seemed to be the exact same as always; 'punk rock' shit and all. "Hey Ibuki...Well, I've come ta see how ya doin'. Been a while, an' I've been goin' around and seein' all the people from the old class...Ya were next on my list ta see, so 'ere I am." He shrugged a little, shoving his hands into his pockets. Shit, when did he get taller than her? It wasn't by too much, but it was pretty clear comparatively.

"Yer lookin'...the exact same as always. Still into the music stuff then?" He asked, taking a small look inside the doorway as something to do while he waited for a response from her.

[msmahiru-deactivated20140818]

Koizumi was skipping— yes skipping. Her. Ms I-‘m-not-afraid-to-speak-her-mind-but-comes-a-bit-bitchy-to-it was skipping.

Why? She had took some particularly good pictures—well, it was better than usual and she enjoyed looking at them in awe. It was always a rule for her to not walk while looking through her camera, but this time it was an exception.

The girl hummed a happy tune as she pressed the button for another picture. It was great. Emotions and movements were portrayed clearly—it was almost as if it was alive. —Of course her mood changed when she had bumped into someone, her camera dropping from the ground and slamming into the concrete.

"—!!!"

She couldn’t breathe. She stood there, her mouth agape. Her precious work—her precious camera was shattered to pieces. All 3 years worth of pictures and memories destroyed.

She was so angry— so shocked and furious, she could hardly say anything.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuck. Not only had it been Mahiru he'd run into, someone who probably didn't want to see him in a fucking million years, she had dropped her camera and it had shattered on the fucking ground. Fuck.

It was kind of hard to even react a moment like this. There was a million things going through his head, including 'run for it', 'see if you can find the memory card or something', 'get your wallet out, you're going broke today' and 'fucking run for it you idiot'. Slowly, he looked up to the woman who he was now just taller than and bit down on his lip.

For years, people have wondered if you could strike fear into a Yakuza Leader without saying a single word, and the answer is yes you can; As long as the leader has shattered someone like Mahiru's camera. 'Sorry' wasn't even a word that would cut it in this situation. It was like going up to all the slaves back in America and simply saying 'sorry man'. That shit wouldn't fly here.

"U-Uh...That...had a sepearate memory...r-right?"

[leaderoftheyakuza]

konnyuzenei

Fuyuhiko gave a small sigh to himself as he walked up the stairs to her place, looking down to the paper in his hand to confirm he was in the right place...Seemed about right. While Ibuki wasn't the most unpleasant person he was going to make up with, she wasn't exactly someone he had no problems dealing with; a little too upbeat for him. Though, two years was a pretty long time though...maybe she had changed in that time?

He shrugged it off and knocked on the door, tapping his foot and awaiting her appearance. 

[akaruikankoshi-blog]

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~❁ Rather then question as how she used to as to why anyone would do such a kind thing for her, she smiled softly as she allowed the other to put a flower in her hair. True she was confused as to why he did this, but the kind gesture was enough to make her smile. “I-I do not understand w-why you did this, K-kuzuryu-kun, but it is a l-lovely flower, so thank you!”~leaderoftheyakuza

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Well, ya always say that ya worthless an' ugly, and Saionji certainly ain't helpin' ya with ya whole self-esteem thing...So there, it oughta make ya feel prettier; Ya sure damn look it." The yakuza leader replied, giving a shrug of his shoulders. Even an asshole had limits, and Mikan was Fuyuhiko's.

[leaderoftheyakuza]

xidoru

cluelessclairvoyant

msmahiru

mioda-to-the-ibuki

sacrificialsword

shinzoukou

despairdoctortsumiki

tearsandsyringes

rubyobscura

Fuyuhiko gave a small sigh as he walked the streets, looking down to his list of people he had to dispose of. Why was this always such a long list? He stuffed it into his pocket and looked up to see where he was going...and crashed right into someone. Good on you, oh mighty yakuza leader. "Sh-Shit...Sorry..."

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Alright everyone, I’m logging off for the night so I can get some sleep.

It’s currently 3:30am on Sunday, so I gotta go to school the day after I wake up. 

I know I have threads with 

destructive-dancer

scoringpitches

toolofroyalty

If I forgot you, don’t worry I’ll probably get around to it in the morning; For now, goodnight everyone~!

[leaderoftheyakuza]

Leaders of a Different Kind | toolofroyalty

[nemuigema-blog]

" It's rare for the people involved with an arranged marriage to be familiar with one another. Traditionally, there is one meeting before the actual ceremony, however - "

She stopped, halfway into her sentence when the Yakuza suddenly spouted out what seemed to be angry words towards the situation she was deemed to be in ; why did he care ? He should be much more concerned with the Peko from his universe, not this one, if she dare even call it a seperate universe like it was some sort of space adventure from a book.

" I'll perhaps eventually get used to whoever I'm deemed to spend my life with ; having a child usually brings people closer. You should not be concerned with my being, anyways - you shouldn't even be here. But . . "

Here he was. So why . . ?

[leaderoftheyakuza]

"Well, I am 'ere. And while I'm 'here, I'm gonna treat ya like ma friend until ya tell me to piss off n' never come back. Even if ya not the Peko I usually know, ya still Peko Pekoyama and ya my friend." He replied. It must have been very odd for the princess to here a Yakuza leader to be saying such things to her, but what did she expect from him?

"As for the arranged marriage, are you actually happy wit' it all? Do ya actually wanna get married to someone ya don't even know, and just be used as a baby-makin' machine by 'im? If I were in ya position, I wouldn't be." He didn't know what he was saying anymore or why he was saying it, but it was something he felt needed to be said; even if it ended up upsetting her.