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*Casually shows up out of nowhere.*
smartasstantei:
Creepy old bastard, don’t just pop outta no where like that. And you can SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS, TEACH! I’m not even in your friggin’ class!
"HOW ABOUT I SHOVE THIS SWORD UP YOUR ASS, PAL?! You're in my class if I say yer In my class, got it? Or do I have to beat you into attendance? Shitty ass little brat!"
*Casually shows up out of nowhere.*
smartasstantei:
“ALRIGHT! WHO MISSED ME? And if you say no one I’m gonna just call bullshit so don’t even try to pull that on me!”
Good, good. You've returned. NOW GET READY FOR AN ASS WHOOPIN' FOR MISSING MY FIRST CLASS!
Goddamn it
soul-:
I beg to differ, he smells like dead fish so does his apartment just kissing it smells like paradise over here, yes…. and its so well decorated, she couldn’t help but love the place, the only thing missing here was some hot chocolate and the snow outside, perfect place yup.
He got mad, because of the males room, I told him I have been there in the past and suspended me, I can’t do much… he’s a teacher!
Yeah you better be fucking kidding. And of course the place was well decorated, all he had to do was watch the fucking home makeover whenever he was off of work. And what the hell was hot chocolate, anyways? Whatever, there was something for him to learn when winter time rolled around.
"Eh? You're jokin', right? That motherfucker has only taught two classes in three months, I hardly consider that to be a goddamn teacher. And...wait, the fuck do you mean you were in a male's room? What male? And why?"
findingsunflowers:
Yeah, I do! You needa shut that giant trap of yours, got it?! Some people wanna try and get some sleep!
Are you just begging to get raped or something, runt? Maybe you'd sleep better if you weren't stuffing yourself in the middle of the night, fat ass.
findingsunflowers:
Geez, everyone is so loud here.
Ya really wanna start with me too, bitch?
Goddamn it
soul-:
…. [ looks back to him, then looks to the closed door… sadly over there smells like fish ]
IM COMING, IM COMING…..
[ runs inside the apartment and closes door ]
What the fuck? Bitch he always uses febreeze unlike mangy ass Gintoki over there. Oh, sorry, Ginpachi. Now quit your goddamn complainin' and get in here unless you like sleeping in the cold.
"Goddamn kids and your goddamn screaming outside my goddamn door at goddamn twelve in the evening..."
Bitch bitch moan moan complain grumble pissed off comment inserted here.
"I swear you're an idiot. How does a moron let another moron suspend them?"
Goddamn it
"KOTONE GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE!"
OPENS THE FUCKING DOOR AND LETS THE DUMB LITTLE BITCH IN IN THE APARTMENT.
"NOW ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME SLEEP!"
"Yosh! Listen up Morons!"
ginpachi--sensei:
The middle of this rotten town, never looked so clean. With all the shops closing out of the blue like that, one would think Godzilla was about show up from one samurai’s assholes or something. Whatever. It was safer for the people to go inside where it was safe anyway. With these two monsters before them, anything may happen. They may be idiots at whatever the hell they were doing. But in combat, it would seem like demons were running around killing everything in sight.
Although, one of these idiots looked like he fell down a flight of steps, and the steps won. “Oi! You sure you want to do this? With all those wounds, this might be easier than I thought.” Words that may sound like insults to an oblivious moron. But to the ears of someone with commonsense, they were the words of a worried friend. Beating his ass meant nothing of the fool was hurt. “Nah, you’re to stubborn to listen to me by now.”
Placing his sword onto his shoulder, Gintoki glanced back towards this reject’s choice of words. “I already told you, nobody is going to touch my daughter and live to tell about it. It’s the father’s law to kick your ass.” Besides that, Mugen’s owed a reply since July! Didn’t think he forgot huh?! Now it’s time to settle this. Once and for all.
“Any last words, brother?”
“Che! You kidding me asshole? How about you set that sword of yours this way and shut your trap. It’s time to wreck this place. You ready?!” Taking his wooden weapon off from his shoulders at last, the swing itself caused debris on the ground to push away. Firm leather boots crunched into the ground, as the the silver haired samurai sent himself flying!
“MUGEEEEEEEN!!!”
"GINTOKIIIIII!!!"
Geta sandals clopped noisily against the rough earth beneath his feet, the muscles in Mugen's calves bulging as he braced himself against the ground before pushing away violently and soaring towards the oncoming swordsman. Long limbs carried him forward, the scenery that surrounded the two a blur as that tunnel vision came in full force. All he could see now was that silver bastard, the pair emitting a cloud of dust as the stormed towards one another with the intent to kill etched into their faces.
CLASH!
Steel met steel in a beautifully violent array of golden sparks, scorching their skin and peppering their feet as the two men finally met. There was a ripple of energy that spread out from this monstrous encounter, a wave of air blasting away from the epicenter and exploding outwards with enough power to flip aside anything caught in its radius.
Teeth clenched together in a rough grit as he held up against the impressive strength of his best friend, Mugen already feeling those wounds beginning to open as he slid his foot backwards in order to put more weight on the limb. There was no way in hell he was gonna' just back down from this bastard because of a few minor flesh wounds. Piece of shit was lookin' down on him, huh?!
"HER TITS ARE GONNA BE MINE!"
Another wave of strength, Mugen pushing forward and leading with his shoulder in order to throw Gintoki off-balance and set him up for the next attack. Spinning on his heel, the samurai would lash out with his good leg to send it slamming into the sternum of the other male, the force of the blow hopefully throwing him backwards through the window of a nearby shop and taking this fight into a bar they both frequented.
If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's meant to be.
findingsunflowers:
Fuu let out a surprised gasp when he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, noticing only that devilish grin that seemed to permanently be stuck on his tanned face. She wondered if he could feel her heart beating, seeing as his chest was resting right on hers. What was he even doing? Was he just doing this to make her angry? He didn’t change or grow up all during those 2 years! Jeez, what a waste! And just when she was getting to like him too, especially after saving her life and all. Still, she wonders what actually did go down after he saved her from Umanosuke and his brothers…
Snapping back to attention, she realized that she couldn’t let him go any further than he already has. Suddnely, she raised her hand and lodged her palm under the vagrant’s chin, trying to push his face away from hers.
“You try anything Mugen and I’ll kill you, you got that?!”
Of course he could, the shit was pounding away like a jackhammer. Have to be a complete moron not to tell. What the hell was she so nervous about? Did she really think that Mugen would take her life away after all that they had been through, together? While he might have threatened her existence once or twice (or ten), too much had occurred during their search for that shitty sunflower swordsman for him to just throw it all away, now.
Or...was it something else about him, that made her so anxious?
And she didn't need to know what had happened. Or that dark place that had tried to take him, yet again. Those damn bird bastards that had come for his soul, trying to send Mugen to some sort of afterlife...
Anyways.
"Kill me, huh? I'd like to see that." Just when it seemed as though he might do something completely insane, the contact was broken and the samurai was already moving in the opposite direction, fingers conjoined behind his head as he motioned to the girl with a flick of his head.
"Come on, hungry as shit. Make yerself useful and get us some grub, eh?"
"Yosh! Listen up Morons!"
ginpachi--sensei:
“I guess it did. And using some crack thread for us to finally get serious is pretty stupid. You’ll never touch Mami as much as you want, you dirty bastard! Tch, you better pray none of us die from this.”
“Now come at me with everything you got. You crazy son of a shit eating cow!”
A wind of ill-omen blew through the town of Komoriya, kicking up a stir of red dust at the heels of the two figures standing in the belly of the city. The streets had long since cleared, as fearful eyes peered out from closed blinds at the spectacle that was taking place down below. All of the shops had closed up early, fearing the backlash that was to come from the inevitable clash between both swordsmen.
One, a gruff looking vagabond with a serious dislike for authority, seemed to already be worse for the wear. Scars were already beginning to scab over, though that meant nothing for the internal injuries that had been dealt in that brutal fistfight. Long fingers played with the hilt of his claymore, slowly drawing it from the self-made sheathe and allowing the heavy steel to collapse onto the ground.
"Didn't have to end this way, Gintoki," claimed the vagrant, speaking around the straw protruding from his lips as he glared at the opposite swordsman. "All ya' had ta' do was let me feel up her tits, and none of this would have happened. But no...you and that fuckin' perm of yours had ta' stand in my way."
The limb holding onto the sword slowly rose upwards, fully extending in the direction of the samurai as the silver blade gleaned in the light of the quickly fading sun. Blood-red, was the color of the sunset. Fitting. There would be much more of the same splattered across these walls, soon enough.
"Any last words, brother?"
"Yosh! Listen up Morons!"
ginpachi--sensei:
“Mugen?!”
“YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU LAY YOUR HANDS ON MY DAUGHTERS NICE TITS?!”
"You just answered your own question, moron. They were miiiighty soft, too. Pillowy. Paizuri."
"Guess it had to come to this, eventually."
"Yosh! Listen up Morons!"
ginpachi--sensei:
final-shot:
“…Can we not have this discussion and say we did?”
“Why? You going around with boys already? D-does papa need to bust some guy’s asshole!”
“WHERE ARE THEY?!!”
"Guilty."
If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's meant to be.
findingsunflowers:
She scoffed at his comment. “I’m not prude! You’re just a pervert that expects women to open their legs for you on cue! Well sorry buddy, that won’t work with me!”
Her face turned from angry to worried in a split second as he brushed her words off and moved closer to her. His chest touching hers made her uncomfortable as hell, but she still managed to let out a nervous ‘psh’. “Oh please, you couldn’t make a woman out of anyone even if you tried!” Fuu didn’t realize what she just said might just provoke him even more. She brought a hand to her chest and turned her head a bit, honestly a little scared what he might do to her. But he won’t hurt her, right? Their still friends, after all.
"Not my fault the dames find me irresistible. And what will work on ya', huh?"
Talk about the most fun that he's had in a while. Fuu really was just too easy to pick on, that was one thing from two years ago that he was glad hadn't changed. Back then she'd been just some little runt with a habit of overeating and getting on his fucking nerves. Now? Now she was a woman, meaning that there were a million new ways to get under her skin.
The slight fear brought a fresh grin to his face, the ex-pirate moving to grip the girl's chin and force her to look back at him, as her studied her for a moment. Yep, still had that baby fat.
"Even if I tried?"
"What if I tried right now?"
serpentmeister:
Heeeeyyyyy ~ I take offense to that.
I drink too, ya know.
Yah I know. S'why I'm always broke.
Next time, yer payin'. Screw this gentleman shit.
serpentmeister:
Nyaaahahahaha ~ yer damn right.
All ya do is sit around and play yer little "pew pew" machine anyways.
serpentmeister:
Both Shura&mun are feeling rather lazy — replies may or may not come today.
Lazy ass.
If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's meant to be.
findingsunflowers:
“Ah, right…sorry.” Mugen reminded her that she probably looked like a mess after all that crying, making her wipe her eyes and cheeks again with her kimono. She giggled, still a bit embarrassed by the tearful reunion (well, on her part at least). However, the laughs turned into screams as she felt the tanned man pull her in and grope her butt. “EEEAAHHHH!!!!” He squeezed the full cheeks a couple times before Fuu responded by landing a hard slap to the pervert’s face, leaving a glowing red print of her hand on his cheek.
Her heart was beating fast, she couldn’t even believe what just happened. Of course her figure matured and other places developed, but that gave Mugen no right to go to town on it. ”MUGEN, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?! Are you drunk or something?!” She took a few big, deep breaths as she stepped away from him, covering her chest up a bit more with her kimono; she didn’t want him to peek or touch anything else.
Well, did she forget that they were kind of in public? Already people were giving him rather irritating looks, staring at the spectacle with more than a little curiosity. After all, he did look pretty damn rugged, and the fact that she was crying her eyes out didn't make it any better. What if they assumed he was trying to rape her or something? ...Looking back, maybe "sizing her up" hadn't been his best idea. But did it look like the samurai really gave a fuck?
SLAP!
Mugen rubbed at the stinging area, but still couldn't drop that devilish smirk of his. Should have known he'd be given a reaction like that. "And still a big ass prude. I guess some things never change, huh?" Maybe he should mess with her a little more. It had been a long time since he'd pushed the girl's buttons, and to be honest he'd forgotten just how fun it was.
The space between them became lost as he advanced, a strange expression on his face as he flexed his fingers experimentally.
"Hmm...maybe it's time I went and made a woman out of you."
Chest pressed into her own, as the man towered over her.
"Whaddya say?"
