Wolves & Tigers | Bōsōzoku!AU
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Oh boy, was he riled up. Ever since that whole Makishima-Toudou incident, he did some research of his own ---- and to his shock, that green-haired freak no longer was part of the gang he belonged to previously, but to his surprise he actually swapped over to the renowned Wild Fangs. That meant one thing for sure: trouble.
As he roamed the street eagerly to mess someone up, more agitated than ever before, he was looking around for a familiar redhead. Going around the usual routes, poking around, snooping around, he could’ve as well let someone else take this task, but Yasutomo prided himself in going all out on that bastard himself. He really did respect Shoukichi -- don’t get him wrong -- as much as he had his feuds and friendships with Machimiya and Ishigaki, he respected the smaller guy for his guts and whatnot. But to snoop around another gang’s business like that?! That was a no-go, a faux-pas, it was like going against unwritten rules!!! Heinous, to be honest. It was as if the man lost all respect he had for that guy in mere seconds.
Entering a bar where he knew that guy would hang out, a few customers saw Yasutomo and decided to pay for their drinks and leave instantly ---- he was feared that’s for sure --- more so when he looked like he was ready to bash someone’s face into the next bar stool. Scanning around, he finally saw that familiar spiky hairstyle, moving his hand to rub over his mouth as if he was preparing himself for the next best hit.
“Yo... you little rat.” He called out as he was moving forward to him, some people scattering around as they were scared that Arakita was talking to them, once he stood behind the guy, he pushed him around by his shoulder violently, grabbing the collar of his leather jacket and almost lifting him out of his seat, nose-on-nose with the fellow gang leader.
“YOU LITTLE STINKY RAT, WHAT’S IT YOUR BUSINESS LETTING SOMEONE SNOOP AROUND ABOUT MY GANG, HAH??? WHAT’S IT TO YOU??? WHAT HAPPENED TO GANG CODE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT?”
Lifting him up the and pressing him against the bar counter, he heard the bartender call for security, ready to get kicked out, but nonetheless he shook him in a manner to bang the back of his head against the counter.
“IF YOU GOT BEEF YOU FACE ME LIKE A MAN! IF YOU WANNA KNOW SOMETHING, YOU ASK ME FACE-TO-FACE. YOU HEAR ME??? NONE OF THAT LIZARD HELL CRAP, OR YOU’RE DEAD!!! I’LL KILL YOU!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!”