Good Evening.

A slightly disturbed adopted child Corpse Party OC. Ind. Private. Yuusuke Kurosaki. Kurozami child. Tōryanse, tōryanse Koko wa doko no hosomichi ja?

[touryanse]

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“Really? Wouldn’t you rather be outside, playing in the sun? I know i would.”

“I find it more fun watching people bitch and moan about the weather.”

[touryanse]

Die Flower Die

              ——“I wish the sun would come out already..

“I wish it would stay cloudy.”

[touryanse]

          ---------“I wonder whats it is like having a sibling...”

[touryanse]

@aitohtai

    --- “I have a cute nickname for you.

                                             How do you like Vermin?”

[touryanse]

aitohtai:

A tongue flicked out to run over his upper lip to wipe away the metallic ooze that came from his nose, loving the taste after being a somewhat decent, ‘good’, boy that prevented him from getting socked in the face. He awaited for next hit since the tension still lingered in the air, and it didn’t help when he started to taunt him as well, “Is that all you could manage to let out? Such a pussy, i’ve had a worst bust up.” 

Ready for a further beating, his face contorted but froze when the hand went over him, landing in his hair. Emerald eyes winced when his hair was forcefully grabbed, dragging his head back against the wall. Tai was then met with the brutal teeth came down on his lower lip,making him moan out slightly that was unexpected. 

                  “Mhn, Oh? You’re the first to beat me up like this.”

He slightly leaned into him, as if he was expecting him to continue on. It was as if he really did want him to fuck him up, in every way.

         ---------------------Such a revolting man...

“Shutup.” His voice grinds harshly against the flesh of his mouth while the whites of their teeth painfully clang against one another. Yuusuke can care less. He wants this piece of shit to experience pain. He wants to make him grovel in a collection of his own bodily fluids of puke and tears. Abruptly, electrifying sensations shivers through him as his taste buds gather a hot metallic sample of the first year’s blood.

The way this fuckfuckFUCKER dance desperately against his body disgusts him to no ends.

A furious, dominating growl crawls up his throat as he his fingers grasps either sides of the Shimada’s trusses, locking his knuckles into his scalp while Yuusuke begins to d e v o u r this guy’s bloody mouth with his own. Kneeing between Tai’s legs, he shoves him harshly against the brick wall with promise.

The only thing going through Yuusuke’s mind ------- M E S S H I M U P .

[touryanse]

Soon...

[shoujoromance]

[aitohtai-blog]

It didn’t come to him as a surprise that his face would end up mangled up with the knuckles. It wasn’t the first time that this had happened when he talked trash, he just didn’t realize that Yuusuke could be so fast. A large grin seemed to be knocked into his lips from the punch, feeling his nose throb and the small trickles down his upper lip that he could only assume was blood. 

“It’s so amusing that you care enough to hurt me for her stupidity. She should really  say shit. It’s her choice if she wants to screw up.”

[touryanse]

This asshole was still talking. As expected from a disgusting masochist like him to not get winded after a knock-out blow by a batter. The mouth that ran had only enrage him further. Words were blocked out by a stinging ring in his eardrums. The very core of him despised this male so much that it told him to not even make physical connections, however Yuusuke really wanted to 

                                                                                     f u c k h i m u p.

The stained hand that previously dented Shimada’s face grasped TIGHTLY onto his unruly hair (that seemed to have a usefulness after all), pressing his head into the wall.

Again, no hesitation in his actions. His mouth opened as he advanced his face dangerously closer to the other male’s. There was an obvious aim in mind that Tai should be familiar with. His teeth sank harshly into skin and flesh, biting down hard on his lower lip. 

Yuusuke will get him to stop running his mouth.

[magicicin-deactivated20170125]

          “I am a gay love child and demand to be treated as such!”

[touryanse]

“I am as well and I would not like to be treated as such.”

[aitohtai-blog]

“HAH BOTH YOUR PARENTS ARE SOOOOOO GAY. IT MUST SUCK SO HARD.”

[touryanse]

“...Someone is bitter. Yours fight constantly, Shimada.”

[magicicin-deactivated20170125]

          “You’re adopted.”

[touryanse]

“You’re wrong. I was a butt baby to behind with.”

[musingmond-blog]

                                               I do not fear DEATH.              To have lived an empty life like there was no point in being born                                          …that is what I fear most. 

[magicicin-deactivated20170125]

          “I am a gay love child and demand to be treated as such!”

[touryanse]

“I am as well and I would not like to be treated as such.”

[magicicin-deactivated20170125]

He knew that Yuusuke wouldn’t slow down for him, but he could definitely catch up just as quickly. Darting forward to do just that,Naoya had to skid to a halt, as to not slam into Yuusuke’s back. A glance around, and Naoaya soon deemed the area acceptable to the practice in. Well, it was a baseball field after all. 

Naoya pauses however as Yuusuke begins to roll fabric over fabric, exposing his skin to Naoya’s wandering eyes. Almost at once, his cheeks flare up, causing Naoya to stumble backwards and hide his face. 

Though, if you looked close enough, you would see him peeking through the spots in his fingers. That, and he was mumbling now.

          “Ahn… fufufu… Yuusuke’s skin looks so soft… I bet he smells good too…”

[touryanse]

                        “Nakashima... Are you drooling??”

After finishing his stretches, Yuusuke turned his attention back to Naoya to see if he was still there. He have not heard of him in a while, after all. And indeed, when his eyes met with the figure behind him, he noticed that he was being...ogled.

                              “...Get your head in the game                                                                     Nakashima.”

No matter. They had practice to do. After getting hold of a bat, he stride over to the Batter’s Box. The sweet candy got his gears going and he was or less pumped to swing a few hits.

[aitohtai-blog]

“Shut for me? What could she possibly keep quiet about? Oh well, she’s a little goody good, so i’m sure she would say shit sooner or later.”

[touryanse]

No other words were exchanged after that. Yuusuke’s fist immediately grasped tightly onto the younger by the front of his shirt and slammed Tai into the wall behind him. There was absolutely no hesitance or warning before knuckles met directly into the redhead’s nose with the intent to crush his entire face.

[aitohtai-blog]

“Who the fuck cares? I’m sure she’ll be fine. She hasn’t said anything otherwise.”

[touryanse]

The smile on his face almost immediately dissipate. There was an irritable pause in silence before he spoke, “It’s shameful that you are not even concerned for her. I’ll let you know, Shimada, that she keeps her mouth shut for you.”

[aitohtai-blog]

“Trying to be smart? Can’t fucking fool me with all of that shit. I know my face is flawless, unlike yours.”

[touryanse]

Just smiles. “If that is what helps you sleep at night, you can keep telling yourself that. I’m through playing games with a child. It stress Aitoh out.”

[magicicin-deactivated20170125]

Naoya really couldn’t help it – he tended to get a little flustered whenever he was around Yuusuke. His heart rate would increase, he’d feel short of breath, eyes fuzzy around the edges. Why he felt like that, he didn’t know. Naoya had inquired to his mother about it, only she had been having one of her… ah… breakdowns. So he had been shooed rather quickly from the room.

          “Oh…”

The insult made him deflate, as Naoya knew he wasn’t a very good pitcher. But, that’s why he needed to practice! He would make it so that Yusuke would want to bat away his pitches! He would be the very best, he just had to be! However, side thought, Yuusuke was really cute with glasses.

          “Wait up for me, Yuusuke!!”

[touryanse]

Although hearing Nakashima loud and clear, Yuusuke did not fall out of pace. He knew that his teammate would be able to catch up to him quite easily. Rolling the green apple flavored sucker to the side of his mouth as he exited the school building. They soon reached the base ball field after roughly minute of walking.

                 “Unfortunately I can’t stay very long                                          to practice with you, Nakashima.”

He began to roll up his pant leg and sleeves, getting ready to begin their practice session with quick warm-up arm stretches. “You know it is better to have a catcher to practice with... rather than a batter.”