black beast

«you should always hold your memories dear» aster apt, room 2 AU rp blog; affiliated with toshi city

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He goes through the door without saying one more word while he observes the place carefully. He thought it would be a mess with Takasugi and Hijikata living there, but it seems that Shouyou knows how to maintain the order.

"It’s cleaner than I thought. But I guess it’s not thanks to you, am I right?" Takasugi wouldn’t move a single finger to have the house in that condition.

With a little smile in his face, he leaves the entrance going ahead of him without asking permission until he gets to the kitchen.  Immediatly, he goes straight to open the fridge, wanting to drink something cool after all the way he has done. Disappointment is all he had after he saw the content.

The fidge is full of (mayo and yakult) shit.

[shamisenings]

Bold as ever, Gintoki certainly hadn't changed one bit, and he didn't know if the notion was reassuring to him or it made him feel irritated already. The former seemed to be a more logical choice, for at least he was practically immune to his shenanigans at this point.

"Who do you take me for?" There was no need for an answer-- he actually didn't want to know what the other had to say; it'd probably be just some more pointless teasing. And mind you, he did actually clean. Sometimes. Every full moon.

The raven closed the door behind him, following the taller teen and taking a turn in the hallway to step into his own room, ignoring whatever the other might have been doing in the kitchen. "Sensei told me to help you get settled in but I'm no babysitter." Meaning: you take care of your shit.

[ask-okita-blog]

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The bustling people was strangely uncomfortable today for Shouyou, strange considering the older man found himself in a familiar atmosphere as those times back when he would hold hands with his younger students so they wouldn’t get lost in the crowds. But it doesn’t give him comfort, instead it gives him that empty feeling that loomed over his mind and Shinsuke suddenly seemed far away.

So. So far away.

Even if the other wasn’t too far away from him, it reminds him of their differences of age and the fact he was much more older than his youthful self.

"… Really?"

His words are a breathy response as Shouyou’s footsteps begin to trail behind Shinsuke’s footsteps as dark eyes stare at the others figure. For some reason, he almost feels senses foretelling warning that if one day when the day comes if Shouyou has to leave his student’s side, Shinsuke would be alone in the festival like this again. Even if Shinsuke seemed satisfied with the festival, it brings the teacher worries. 

Instead of voicing his worries, he quicken his pace to catch up to Shinsuke with a gentle smile on his face.

"Then… let’s go to a lot of festivals in the future. Maybe next time we can invite Gintoki and Koutaro as well."

So that when I watch all of you from behind… you won’t be alone anymore even if I’m not there.

[shamisenings]

For some reason, Shouyou sounded as if he were far away, but instead was there, right behind him. It was strange, and for a brief moment it had him feeling slightly agitated. His next words, however, sent a wave of reassurance his way, despite the mention of the other two males. Just like old times, the four of them together. This sudden fit of selflessness was lasting longer than what he'd be comfortable with, but for a spare second, he feels rather okay with that idea.

Perhaps even for more than just a second.

A low hum under his breath was Takasugi's only response. There was little that could be said in this moment, and it certainly wouldn't fit the ambience either, he thought.

His thoughts drifted away and, for a couple minutes, he lost track of time. Before he could properly react, the teen found himself before the flight of stairs that lead to the Hall of Worship's main doors. A single eye looked up, lips parting somewhat at the sight. The evening light and decorations made the place look even more beautiful and impressing than what he'd seen from afar.

Coming here, even if a little late, had been a great idea so far.

[mayosamerai-deactivated20140531]

moving in;;

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"You…"

Haven’t they heard of moderation at all? Honestly Hijikata already feels a headache forming and he really needs some medicine, after he kicked Takasugi away from him and go back to unpacking. Of course he took note of Takasugi’s eye twitch, and he felt a little bit smug. Actually, he feels a bit accomplished considering the other’s personality of mainly keeping calm in most situations. 

What does push his anger is hearing the obvious words directed at him. Why did he have to deal with him and possibly live a horrible life being tortured by Takasugi and possibly by his mentor too? As if dealing with Okita wasn’t enough to call a hell hole, he mainly put up with Okita due to his own reasons and the fact Okita was honestly an okay person.

If the guy didn’t aim his death aura at him all of the time for being closer to Kondo than him.

He was mainly joking about the other’s mentor but what takes him back is the sudden animosity from Takasugi and HIjikata nearly backs up from Takasugi’s darken expression. Clearly he hit a soft spot there and strangely enough, Hijikata understood the reason for it: respect. Did he really hold that mentor up to high regards? However he doesn’t apologize and instead turned away to his room and sets down the last box.

"Oh really? Same thing goes for me too, as long we don’t butt into each other’s lives then it’s should be peachy dandy.”

He waved off the other and made his way to the kitchen, until he stopped in his tracks to look over to Takasugi. 

"And by the way….  what the hell was with the amount of yakult. I opened the fridge to put my mayonnaise there and I see a fucking huge block of that shit in there. You’re a yakult addict or something?"

Might as well jab at the guy for that while he was at it.

[shamisenings]

The lack of an apology doesn't particularly bother him, for he is sure he has made his intentions very clear already. As much as they loathed each other, they shared that same sense of utter respect for the ones that had inspired them throughout the years. Hopefully the other understands they are in the same situation if the topic ever comes up again.

At his words, Takasugi squints and lets out a breathy chuckle despite feeling like anything but laughing. Good to see there's still some common sense left in that thick head of yours, Hijikata. Still and despite his apparently good natured words, he doubts their situation is going to be 'peachy dandy'. But eh, trying is what counts, right?

With this thought still in his mind and fighting the urge to roll his eye again, he heads off to his room, which unfortunately is right beside the other teen's. Throwing his backpack on his bed in an unceremonious manner, brows furrow at the comment, and a second later he's peeking at the kitchen door from his door's frame with a slight annoyed look on his face.

He's not an addict, alright? Don't put him on your same obsessive level. Yakult is actually healthy, look it up. Besides, it tastes great. And why the hell does he have to explain this to him? It's not his business."Does it matter? Just don't put your damn mayonnaise near it."

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"You really have gotten taller, not tall enough to reach my height yet though."

He’s already ruffling Shinsuke’s hair now, ruffle ruffle.

[shamisenings]

Looks down, looks away, frowns. Don't do that, it's embarrassing he's not a kid anymore.

"..." Maybe the reason he drinks so much yakult is because he wants to get taller.

[beheadedone-deactivated20140531]

"What’s wrong?" Casually setting petting Shinsuke’s head.

[shamisenings]

Good lord Shouyou, don't scare him like that.

"Ah-- Nothing."

[beheadedone-deactivated20140531]

[Hugs from behind] Shinsuke!

[shamisenings]

"?!" Totally not shocked as h*ck. Nah.

[yorozugin-deactivated20140412]

He can’t really tell if the journey has been long or short because he has spent it most of the time sleeping. The problem is that he has already arrived and he’s not sure if anyone will be home to receive him. He really wishes that there is someone, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to carry the luggage for much longer.

His doubts were clarified at the time the door was opened.

He had not changed since the last time he had seen him. He still has the same (crappy) haircut, the murderous look and he was still a shortie (to be honest he doesn’t think he’ll grow up more). In summary, Takasugi was still Takasugi.

"… Yo". It was his simple reply to the greeting of the other. They shared a little moment of silence before speaking again, feeling how his hands are going to drop the baggages at any time. With a passive look he speaks again. "Takasugi-kun, aren’t you going to let me in after the long trip I’ve had?"

[shamisenings]

His single eye shamelessly scanned the silverette during the moment they spent in silence. Same hair, same dead fish eyes, same vacant look as always. Gintoki truly hadn't changed in any way either, and his first words only confirmed his suspicion.

A sigh nearly left his lips. How many years had it been already? It felt like being in a comedy show in which he was the one to deliver the punchline that made the entire audience shake with laughter. Was giving in really worth it? Well...

"It ain't Takasugi-kun," the words left his lips as if that response was an instinctive reflex triggered always after hearing that honorific following his name. Thank goodness only Gintoki did that.

In a fit of unusual kindness -especially considering it was directed at the other male-, he stepped aside, making way for him as he held the door open. "Come on in, you crybaby."

[shamisenings]

my sensei senses are tingling

[shamisenings]

They had received the news a few days ago and with varied responses. Shouyou had of course been beyond delighted to know, and Hijikata-- well, he hadn't had the chance to see his first reaction, but he guessed he wasn't all that pleased. As for him, Takasugi didn't know what to think of this.

He had reluctantly grown used to the idea of being reunited with his... whatever he was; the teen somehow had the feeling that this would happen sooner or later. Shouyou and him shared a bond perhaps stronger than the one Takasugi and the elder had. It was only a matter of time, wasn't it? Now he would have to share him again.

A sigh left his lips at such a selfish thought, gazing down as a hand traced imaginary lines on his bedsheet. It was stupid and childish, and he wanted to push the thought away, but it kept coming back to torture him when he least expected it. Unconsciously, he frowned. He was past that, he wasn't a kid who clinged to his teacher's sleeve anymore.

The moment he heard the doorbell ring, he knew it was over. The few quiet days he'd spent alone with his mentor had definitely come to an end, first because of Hijikata and now because of him. Not only that, but he also happened to be alone at home to welcome the silverette. Could the situation be any more ironic? Probably, but he didn't want to test his luck just now.

Inhaling sharply, he bounced off of his bed and ran a hand through his hair before staring for a couple of seconds at his bedroom's ceiling. It took him a brief moment to finally step out and make his way through the hallway, deciding not to make this any longer than necessary and twisting the door's handle to open it.

The light outside blinded him for a spare second, yet an olive green eye soon locked with crimson ones. 

"...hey." There was barely any emotion in his voice and the greeting couldn't have been more curt, but really, given his mood and the fact that there was this sort of familiarity between them already after all these years knowing each other, Takasugi didn't feel the need to add anything more.

[shamisenings]

Casually stops in his tracks in the middle of the street.

He can't quite tell why, but he's got a bad feeling about... nothing in particular. It's just a hunch. Maybe he's caught a cold. Or maybe his rival slash general annoyance is coming to put an end to his peaceful life-- oh wait Hijikata has already done that.

[mayosamerai-deactivated20140531]

moving in;;

[mayosamerai-deactivated20140531]

"Huh?"

Now that was something rather unexpected but instead Hijikata just raises an eyebrow at Takasugi. Mentor? Now that’s a first he’s heard of him. at least Until he remembers from word of mouth of a mentor that personally taught Gintoki and silently connects it to Takasugi. 

"Not exactly normal to live with your mentor too- you guys were hogging up the whole apartment with your stuff."

 He kills two birds with one with that single comment and he finishes putting the last of his boxes, even with the death glare being aimed directly at him. Running a hand though his hair, Hijikata almost wants to just cuff Takasugi with his job equipment to the window and leave the bastard there to glare all he wants. 

But it sounded too strange, so he debates against that idea and simply glares back at him.

"We’re all fucking living in this damn hell hole together so I had the right to move some things around. And if your sensei has a problem with it, I’ll beat him down to the ground too then. I don’t wanna deal with living with both of you. A mentor of that silver perm bastard and you might be one terrifying teacher, but Kondo-san is much better than him by ten times fold."

[shamisenings]

His eye twitches faintly. What's exactly not normal about living with your mentor? He's doing a better job than his own father at taking care of him, that should be enough of a reason to live with him.

"There was no one else here, of course we were using all the space available." It's amazing how he has to explain even the most obvious things to him. Be thankful they weren't using your room too, Hijikata.

He's used to keeping an impeccable poker face most of the time, but the other male isn't making especially easy for him to stay seemingly calm, because honestly, in his mind he's just going through the most painful ways in which he could end his pathetic excuse for an existence. "It is a hell hole now that you're here," the raven mused ever so softly, as if it was a thought that accidentally slipped his tongue.

Ah no, you can't do that. If you threaten Shouyou you're just asking for a beating, and not a particularly merciful one. His expression darkens and he takes a step forward without even noticing it, head tilting faintly to the side. "You better keep your hands to yourself." And no, it wasn't a piece of advice, it was a threat. The grip on his backpack tightens for a brief moment before his features soften again, if only slightly. "Don't bring that gorilla into this, he's not even worth my time. And neither are you." 

[beheadedone-deactivated20140531]

Don’t mind any attention to it please, he hopes, for it’s rare for the man to be dazed like that, but for some reason Shouyou doesn’t want to think about it at the moment. Thankfully Shinsuke takes his attention away from his strange behavior and being engrossed by the view of the festival. “Yes, Let’s hurry shall we?”

He follows after Shinsuke’s slow and steady foot steps as his own gaze is turned towards the bustling scene of the festival. Certainly its a rather active festival but strangely he doesn’t want to make much eye contact with Shinsuke at the moment, not after what happened earlier. Honestly, he was acting strange tonight wasn’t he? He doesn’t direct his gaze to Shisuke right away but he answers with a smile on his face,

"Then, shall we wander around until we find a nice spot to watch the fireworks together then?"

[shamisenings]

Takasugi turned his head ever so slightly to look at Shouyou from the corner of his eye, giving him a nod as the only response to his question.

The way to the Hall of Worship was crowded enough that he had to be extra careful not to bump into or step onto someone. While he normally would dread having to go through this, today he didn't mind at all. He could afford to enjoy such a lively atmosphere for a few hours.

"I missed this," he mused ever so softly, an olive green eye intently fixed on the ceremony building they were slowly but surely approaching. What he missed, not even him could exactly tell what it was. Assuming it was sharing a not so ordinary moment with the elder did the trick for now.

[beheadedone-deactivated20140531]

cold;; takasugi

[beheadedone-deactivated20140531]

But its not enough for Shinsuke to just gauge temperature like that, and almost in silence Shouyou closes the distance between them and a hand slips right to touch the nape of Shinsuke’s neck. Its a old trick, a quick little remedy that a nurse taught him when he was much younger and it’s a few moments of breaths held in silence. Shouyou’s rough callused hand pulled away after a few moments and the ends of his mouth nearly curve into a frown.

"Be sure to stay warm tonight, wear warm pajamas as well too."

He turns his attention to the tea and Shouyou takes a long sip. The warm feeling of the tea is enough to relax the man instantly. No matter what season, tea was certainly a blessing from the gods and better yet Takasugi’s tea was always a treat for the teacher. “It’s very good, though strawberry daifuku would be nice in this situation.” 

Even if sweets at this situations would be strange, Shouyou has a strange fondness for the treat that it could be considered unhealthy. But the taste of red bean paste and strawberry is a sensation Shouyou enjoys with every bite.

[shamisenings]

It was obvious the sudden closeness took him by surprise, and it showed in his now widened eye and slightly alarmed expression. The feeling of calloused fingers against his skin made him tense up fast enough that he didn't have time to hide it; it was just for a very brief moment, but he felt his throat go dry.

Once he pulled away and in fears his voice might betray him, he simply responded with a nod and a low hum before tentatively returning his attention to him. Takasugi Shinsuke doesn't blush, he doesn't stutter and he doesn't hesitate; he doesn't allow himself to, but when the elder does these kind kind of things, he can't help but feel weak enough to give in to his most vulnerable side.

Thank goodness he promptly replies to his question, otherwise his thoughts might have taken an uncomfortable turn. "I can go buy some later," his lips pursed in an attempt to hide an already forming smile. His mentor's fondness for that sweet would never fail to amuse him.

[toshicity]

BZZ, BZZ!

YOU HAVE (1) NEW MESSAGE!

[toshicity]

Upon looking at your phone, you find a strange email in your inbox that’s displayed as follows.

Ohayo, Toshi City! It seems that yet another gang-- Though this one rather unique, in a way-- has shown up in your midst! Is it just me, or is this city is starting to feel rather unsafe...? Uwaaaa... (((╹д╹;)))

What’s this? There’s an attachment.

THE DOLLARS HAVE APPEARED

[shamisenings]

Huh? A new email from an unknown number. It's probably just spam, but it won't hurt to take a quick look and-- what's this? An online gang. An online anonymous gang without an apparent hierarchy of any kind. Where's the fun in that, really?

"..."

It does pique his interest somewhat, though. He considers it for a brief moment -and boy is he this close to cuss out loud for that- before tossing his phone back onto his bed. He'd rather just wait for his own gang to come back to him... eventually.

[shamisenings]

Police

Police: What’s your muse like with the law? Ever broken it? Or just your normal law abiding citizen?

Well, if you think first impressions do count, you could tell he’s not exactly a good boy just by taking a quick look at him. Takasugi has indeed had quite a few… troubles with the law. He’s rebellious but he’s sly and extremely sneaky too, so the he’s had no problem getting away with murder so far.

He also used to be the leader of a quite violent gang before coming here and hey, he technically still is, but his underlings are (fortunately for some) not here with him. Who knows if they’ll ever move in and allow him to wreak havoc in this new city.

[toshiboard]

☁ toshi headcanon sunday !

Inbox any of these!

Actor/Actress: Pretending to be someone you’re not? Tell us about your biggest lie.

Butler: Some people are a little more obedient and eager to please than others when they are ordered around. So, how suck up is your muse?

Doctor: Has your muse ever had a injury or illness that has caused them to end up in hospital?

Police: What’s your muse like with the law? Ever broken it? Or just your normal law abiding citizen?

Firefighter: Ever been in any real danger? Perhaps something where you faced near death! Tell us about it!

Maid: Some people like to act this out in the bedroom y’know~ Has your muse ever had such thoughts? Or any other ~wild fantasies~

Model: How does your muse dress? Are they a walking fashion show or someone who has just rolled out of bed?

Salesman: Persuasiveness is a good asset! Has your muse ever talked their way into or out of something? Share!

Teacher: What was (or is) your muse like in school? What was/is their favourite subject?

Pilot: Does your muse have any major fears? Like heights or the dark?

Chef: What’s your muse like in the kitchen? Can they cook? Or do they order take-out a lot?

Musician: A singer? Perhaps a wizard on the guitar? Tell us how musical your muse is!

Interview: Free ask!

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