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[grossbiker]

“ no. you’re just fucked up.”

“ —- eee ? “ midousuji screeched at the other. how dare that little blue devil think he had a right to say that he was the fucked up one between the two. never in his life had he met another with such a gross personality as manami. “ me. you’re saying that i am the worst between the two of us? rethink that. “ && in appearance, he would have been the more disturbing of the two. though when it came what lay underneath their physical bodies, he would not doubt that manami took the lead. “ if i’m fucked up for suggesting so. what do you think we should do? “ 

[cyclingprincess-blog]

"The coronation is tomorrow. You can't stay like this forever."

huddled up in his bed, toudou still refused to open the door – forcing the servant to speak through the thick wood. he was right, coronation was tomorrow && he wasn’t ready for it. if anything, he wished that he could stay in the warmth of his royal-sized bed for the rest of his days. being in charge was stressful. even the thought of such a weight hung heavy on his dainty shoulders. “ don’t wanna. “ he replied simply, his tone laced with brattiness. it wasn’t that jinpachi was ungrateful of the title, he was simply…unprepared for such responsibility. locking himself in his room may not have been the most practical ( or mature ) way of dodging the preparations && rehearsals for the ceremony, but he quite literally had no where else to go. he wasn’t permitted to leave the castle – nor did he have the guts to run away. he was like a cornered animal, with the date of his crowning looming heavily above his head.

[cyclingprincess-blog]

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“You’re not stalking me, are you?”

[cyclingprincess-blog]

continued @sangakx

the quick shift in the boy’s tone took him off guard -- he only meant this statement as something playful, but it was obvious that he took it as something else. “aha.” he said nervously, trying to rummage hiss brain for a response to the other’s question. 

once manami started speaking about how he wanted to be like him & that he simply admired him, toudou calmed down. perhaps he was just imagining the malice that he heard in the other’s voice. “of course, i am your senpai after all!” he said, immediately picking back up his façade. he did pride himself in being a good role model for his underclassmen, but it wasn’t very often that anyone took an interest in being like him. most of them thought that he was an asshole that stole the girls’ attention away from them -- despite there being something very obvious that should tell them he was by no means a threat. 

“of course i do, you’re so sweet manami-chan.” making a face, he added. “not like yasutomo.” he placed a hand on top of the boy’s hair & gave it a soft ruffle. “i’d be happy to take you under my wing -- after all, i am sleeping beauty.” 

[cyclingprincess-blog]

royalty  @sangakx

Hearing the lock on the door turn, toudou internally cursed the blue-haired boy, wishing that the could give him ten years in the dungeon for such intrusive behavior. As the door squeaked open, he pulled the covers even further over the top of his head in hopes of blending into the bed. Childish, yes, but he really wasn’t looking forward to the day. Peering from a small space between the blanket & the bed, he watched as Manami walked straight up to where he laid. “Manaaaaaami — “ he whined, wishing that the other would see this from his own ( immature ) point of view. Clearly, he was doing what was best for the kingdom, but it scared toudou to have that kind of pressure on his very young shoulders. A king in his eyes was a middle-aged man, but he was still only in his early twenties. Hardly middle-aged at all!!

Pulling himself out of bed, sure to brush down his messy hair before facing the other — he turned to Manami with a scowl. “You’re not helping at all!!” Pointing out the sheer amount of people that were going to be there didn’t do anything to soothe his nerves. if anything, it only made him want to crawl back into bed again. normally, toudou LOVED the attention, but when it came to scripts . . . and procedures & simple mistakes that he could make -- then he couldn’t stand the idea of being watched carefully. “just let me sleeeep.”

[grossbiker]

the enemy of my enemy is my friend? @sangakx

midousuji’s usually cocky grin dropped at the boy’s words. lame? no one had ever used the word lame to describe his ( completed ) plan to take over ishigaki’s gang. it was cruel, heartless even but it was not lame. it pissed him off to hear an underling of someone elses’ gang talking to him so freely, but for the moment he would bite his tongue and listen to what the other had to say. shooting down an opportunity to get ahead was not something midousuji would pass on.

there was little trust in him for anyone from the lone wolves, not arakita or any of his other mutts. they were a gang based on freedom and cooperation, rather than a strictly manned group as lizard hell. being able to trust a barrage of men so freely was not in his nature, and trusting manami would seem entirely foolish. midousuji was aware the boy had earned his title the angel of death, it was not just simply given to him. 

“i said i will listen, don’t draw up any funny ideas that i will like what you have to say.” the taller replies sharply, not looking to take any more criticism from a mere underling. it was shameful enough once, twice would just be a fight in the making. the way manami droned on, dancing around the bulk of the topic caused impatience to well up in midousuji’s chest. “on with it, zaku.”

the mention of yowaizumi peaked his interest. there was a deep hatred between him & the not - so humble, oodly preppy gang member. just what beef their was between manami & the other was unknown, but he could not imagine that imaizumi made his way onto the lone wolves’ good side -- especially not that of their leader. “what makes you think it takes two?” not fully convinced of the alliance, he wore his mistrust on his sleeve. “just what happened between you and him that it’s a concern. i’m not stupid enough to believe that you of all people needs my help.”