(closed) back up on the scene

[invinciblemikey]

Who: scott's homies
Where: sano family dojo
What: mikey wants to cheer up scott, so its a bunch of dudes drinking beer, sake, eating yu food and playing nintendo because perks of the dojo.
Warnings: profanity, underage drinking, probably teen bullshit


homies of scott get the following text after scott's post:

yall come to the dojo. lets cheer up this guy.

here is the info about the dojo.

Comments

[invinciblemikey]

Stop focusing on the wrong thing!!! I TOLD YOU I AM NOT--- HEHEHEHE-- GRADUATING --- hihihihi.

(ok, that actually hurts his stomach all over again with all the laughter that he can't stand to sit, he has to go back to the floor again, and this time, he's pulling his friend with him.)

Listen here, you little shit, if I can do the younger brother reaching older brother's heights, so can you, alright.

[laserguy]

I'm totally focusing on that--

[But Scott's interrupted by his own laughter as he's suddenly tugged to the somewhat hard floor. He lands with a slight oof, but the teen is still in high spirits, his laugh warm and loud as he snickers next to Mikey.]

Alright alright, but I'm never gonna let you live this down.

[invinciblemikey]

(his back is wonderfully supported against the floor. he's never sitting up again, this is so comfortable, and the world spins, spins, spins, and makes it even funnier.)

Fine, fine, this is why we have people in gangs that are smart and shit, you know, that ain't my department.

[laserguy]

Just leave the punching to you, right?

[He definitely wouldn't leave the thinking to Mikey-- okay, he wouldn't say it that way, so maybe just the math. Yeah, he wouldn't leave anything math related to the gang leader.]

...And the speeches. [The leadership, the morale boosting. Because that's how Scott always feels when he's around Mikey. He's someone that really pulls others up when they're feeling like crap. Scott knows how that feels, being the recipient of that at least twice now.]

[invinciblemikey]

Oh, all of us can punch. More like, leave the insane kicking to me.

(sometimes, him butting in isn't even necessary. all of them can fight just right - mikey just happens to be the ex-machina that wins.

but he laughs, because scott has never heard a speech from him, not really. never seen mikey atop the stairs of the shrine where the manji gathers, speaking to his people for that boost and decision making.)

I'm more like... The winning factor, and the deciding vote. Think of it like the yakuza - you have the boss, and then the divisions, and the captains and vice-captains of those divisions, a mediator, a treasurer depending-- it's structured as hell!

[laserguy]

Yeah yeah, you're an unstoppable fighting machine.

[Scott jokes with slight fond exasperation, not really thinking twice about stating something like that. It's a compliment, right? He thinks so, besides, it's not untrue.]

So, like the mafia. [He doesn't know much about yakuza besides them being like... Japanese mafia or something and the more Mikey says, the more he thinks he's right about that assumption. Maybe different terms, but basically the same roles and structure.]

And you're the crime boss.

[That should be scary, but Scott continues to lie next to Mikey with that easy smile, totally comfortable around the other teen. He folds his hands behind his head as he stares at the ceiling, briefly thinking how life has led him to this particular moment, but too much thinking. Instead, he feels a wave of exhaustion hitting him, his eyes almost tugging shut as he tries to pay attention to the conversation.]

Just don't leave severed horse heads in people's beds...

[invinciblemikey]

Yeah, kinda like it, except-- minus crime, more protection.

(funny, because mikey would never be (as far as he knows) for that bullshit. drugs? weapons? involving civilians? not for him. not for them. what he wants is a new era, a place where they can reign fairly, honorably, be together, be. that's why the trail of blood is formed behind him. not for bullshit, but for a future for those who don't belong anywhere else.

so, there's a smile from him as he thinks about it, his place in the world, his goddamn dream. it could light up the room.

but exhaustion is taking manjiro too, and the most comfortable thing right now is scott's shoulder and chest, so that's where he finds himself next, an arm thrown on the boy for further comfort, asleep aside from the last words he speaks.)

I'll do my best.

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