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im crying!!!!!

The cql boys:

And it is officially cemented itself as one of the best pieces of media I have ever consumed.

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@frenziedhound​​ said: The only warning Kiryu gets is the rumble of the manhole cover underfoot before a gloved hand whips out from the sewer, latching itself onto the unsuspecting man’s ankle. An eye can just barely be made out as a figure begins to emerge with a familiar cry. “GOTCHA NOW, KIIIIIIRYU-CHAN!”

   KIRYU HAD BECOME WEAK, A SHADOW OF HIS FORMER SELF. For during those years of solitary confinement, no one had dared to lay another hand of him since that one and only incident in the cafeteria itself. So much so that even he overtime-- had rather foolishly-- begun to completely LET HIS GUARD DOWN. Growing all the more idle in his activities as the days passed. As all he could do... was wait. 

   Wait until the day came for him to return home, and back to his family.

   His movements were evidently SLUGGISH when compared to how he had been ten years back-. His senior especially, would make all of this abundantly clear upon reuniting. As he wasted no time in welcoming Kiryu back with one of his friendly sparring matches. A sense of FAMILIARITY kicking a few frosted gears back into their rightful places, the moment that BLADE entered within his line of sight. The moment the younger man would raise his arms up in a defensive position, in an attempt to fend off the first few flurry strikes the other was not afraid to hold back on.

   It would however only be enough to deduce those final results themselves. Those DISAPPOINTING results that Majima himself hadn’t at all been pleased to share with him at the end of that match. As those normally gleeful looking features soured to that of something more sullen. It was the COLD, HARD TRUTH that even he had seen coming from a distance. And one that he had quietly appreciated, along with the man’s near immediate acknowledgment of his return to KAMUROCHO. And it was from that day on, that Majima had deemed it his SWORN DUTY-- in aiding him back onto his own two feet.

   “Nani--” Tried as he did to EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED of this man, Majima would always find new ways to catch him off guard. As a flicker of surprise would briefly cross his features whilst he looked down. His scowl would return full force as he then attempts to wrench his ankle out of that leather-clad hand. Giving a slight grit of his teeth as he regained his footing, while putting some distance between the two of them.