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[ryan mitchell]

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TOO LONG WE'VE BEEN DENYING, NOW WE'RE BOTH TIRED OF TRYING, WE'VE HIT A WALL AND WE CAN'T GET OVER THAT, YOU SAID IT I GET IT

his sixth glass of wine had been brought to him hesitantly, along with the triple fudge brownie that he had been craving for the past five minutes. the meek waitress mumbled under her breath, eyes wide and doe-like as she glanced down at the bluenette, concern trembling her fingers. "sir, i don't think you should have anymore to drink."

she was met with a scoff and a scowl as the glass was lifted to his lips. he smacked purposefully just to annoy the woman and was self-satisfied as she teetered off back into the building, probably to go and whine to her co-workers about the "poor drunken sap." levi honestly wouldn't be able to tell what just was the cause of his sudden desire to become inebriated in public, but chances were it involved his over bearing parents and their one-track company. it always turned his stomach just thinking about it.

in between his rather morbid thoughts - he considered hanging himself before taking up a life married to a business he could care less about - and another sip from the cup held between shaking fingers, lightweight levi stood to head towards the bathroom, abandoning his brownie but not his drink. his steps were slow and cautious, yet inevitably clumsy and just as he readied himself to push through the threshold that led inside of the restaurant, the sound of a faint pop' followed by the angry snarl of a man nearly threw him off balance.

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[arceus]

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one thing that makes me happy and makes my whole life worthwhile and that's when i talk to my friends and get them to smile

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kio was never really one to get involved with the yakuza and their rings of fire. their dealings were never something that he wanted to even associate himself with, so he barely knew much about them. all he knew was they were dangerous and criminals. that was enough for him to dislike the groups already. they killed without mercy or regard for any human life... and that was unforgivable. aki never understood the need to destroy, to maim. it was all beyond him; after all, why would anyone want strife to begin with? the world would be a much better place without guns or weapons or the need to hate in the first place.

so, it was probably no surprise that akio never carried a weapon. no, he would never even be seen with one; maybe he thought that others would follow suit, or maybe he didn't want to seem like a hypocrite. in any case, he felt uncomfortable, even if the weapon was merely there for self defense. it would surely come to bite him in the ass eventually, but akio was always careful. he didn't want to die at a young age, after all. if he just stayed away from the different gang bands, and didn't badmouth them, then he would be safe, right? perhaps he really did need to further investigate them, if only to save his own hide. little did aki know that today would prove to be the perfect opportunity.

a loud yell, complete with death threats and low-blow insults caused aki to look up from what he was working on, a kawazaki bike belonging to an older gentleman who had come in earlier. thank god today had been slow, because it looked like it was about to pick up speed. the man that was running looked innocent enough, but even if he was guilty as sin for some horrible crime, akio couldn't keep a clean conscience to leave the man to his fate with the gangs following him. quickly, he made his move, walking to the door and opening it. his hand flashed out to grab the running boy, immediately tugging him into the shop. without further questions, he shut the door and bolted it shut before dragging the boy to the ground and ducking in case the group had seen. stray fire would probably only penetrate through the window, so they would be safe on the floor.

only then did he get a good look at the kid. grinning at him sheepishly, he shrugged. "urh. hey. figured you'd... rather buy somethin' than get chased around."

[/color] he grinned even more before laughing a little and resting his head against the wall. "phoo. you should be okay here, you're not hurt?"[/color][/style]

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[nitrus lowell]

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[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,370,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=background,http://i1092.photobucket.com/albums/i417/scraggypantz/dc-bg4.png] [style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 30px; color: #1D3F58; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #eeeeee; width: 360px; letter-spacing: -3;]upon the hill across the blue lakes, THAT'S WHERE I HAD MY FIRST HEARTBREAK, I REMEMBER HOW IT ALL CHANGED YEAH akio was never really one to get involved with the yakuza and their rings of fire. their dealings were never something that he wanted to even associate himself with, so he barely knew much about them. all he knew was they were dangerous and criminals. that was enough for him to dislike the groups already. they killed without mercy or regard for any human life... and that was unforgivable. aki never understood the need to destroy, to maim. it was all beyond him; after all, why would anyone want strife to begin with? the world would be a much better place without guns or weapons or the need to hate in the first place. so, it was probably no surprise that akio never carried a weapon. no, he would never even be seen with one; maybe he thought that others would follow suit, or maybe he didn't want to seem like a hypocrite. in any case, he felt uncomfortable, even if the weapon was merely there for self defense. it would surely come to bite him in the ass eventually, but akio was always careful. he didn't want to die at a young age, after all. if he just stayed away from the different gang bands, and didn't badmouth them, then he would be safe, right? perhaps he really did need to further investigate them, if only to save his own hide. little did aki know that today would prove to be the perfect opportunity. a loud yell, complete with death threats and low-blow insults caused aki to look up from what he was working on, a kawazaki bike belonging to an older gentleman who had come in earlier. thank god today had been slow, because it looked like it was about to pick up speed. the man that was running looked innocent enough, but even if he was guilty as sin for some horrible crime, akio couldn't keep a clean conscience to leave the man to his fate with the gangs following him. quickly, he made his move, walking to the door and opening it. his hand flashed out to grab the running boy, immediately tugging him into the shop. without further questions, he shut the door and bolted it shut before dragging the boy to the ground and ducking in case the group had seen. stray fire would probably only penetrate through the window, so they would be safe on the floor. only then did he get a good look at the kid. grinning at him sheepishly, he shrugged. "urh. hey. figured you'd... rather buy somethin' than get chased around."

[/color] he grinned even more before laughing a little and resting his head against the wall. "phoo. you should be okay here, you're not hurt?"[/color]
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