#redue

Izana hadn't been expecting for one of his captains to report that one of Toman's former members was in his territory. As far as he was aware, most of them had seemed fine with letting things be and fading into retirement. So why the hell was someone snooping? It wasn't his main priority but...It could be trouble. With that in mind, the king decides to pay a little visit to where this observer has been spotted.

He approached from behind, ready to crush whatever old member has been poking around like a bug under foot. But he doesn't expect it to be that person, crouched behind a wall in some poor attempt to be stealthy.

" I'm beginning to see why Kisaki viewed you as such a problem, Takemichi. You're stubborn and nosy. " Izana speaks, looming over him with a cold expression. Something old gnashes its teeth in his chest, a dormant volcano that quietly rumbles again, but he pushes it down.

"Good day, Sano-kun," he greets politely, dipping his head in a bow. "I am on my way to discard these...disgraces. I find them quite disagreeable with my haute couture. Would you care to join me?"

He's about to wave the nerdy looking guy off , uninterested in wasting any time with a stranger when he snaps his head back at the familiar voice. Is that Takemitchy? He's isn't sure what he's looking at , but the the entire look is golden , Takemitchy-turned-nerd with his "haute couture." He lets out a hah — pointing at his hair , then his glasses. With a sudden stroke of inspiration Mikey calls out , " Wait right there Takemitchy ! " not bothering to elaborate as he clatters towards his room nearby.

A minute passes to sound of opening and closing drawers , and gone is Mikey , out steps Manjiro Sano adjusting his glasses very sophisticatedly. He didn't have time to change his outfit , but he's shrugged off his Toman coat and tossed on a clip on tie. (slightly crooked to the right. ) " Hanagaki , you've come to the right place. "

@redue tagging cause of your new account :D

This is weird. He likes Takemichi well enough , there's no one around here who doesn't — not after all these years at least. Rindou may not be the same kid who picks fights on the streets , but he certainly doesn't hesitate to drag a few people out back behind the club and deal with them when the time calls for it. Being hugged was as foreign as Ran's designer clothes.

" You good ? "

There was a spark of joy every time he discovered one of Takemichi's new bribes. He had to wonder if this was a plan that came about all on his own or if Chifuyu had anything to do with it. Regardless, he was happy to appreciated the stickers, slowly sticking them on various of his belongings with a chuckle and a small "cute".

Hanagaki, the unrelenting paradox. 

At first glance he seems no more than an opportunist riding Manjiro’s coattails into prestige.  — but time had shown Izana that his initial judgment was wrong. ( he loathed to be so , but he wasn’t blind. ) Time had soften his sharp edges and stubbornness, but Izana would have never joined Toman , not even with his brother at the head, if he didn’t have some semblance of respect for the acting president. 

It was a well known fact that Hanagaki had a habit of leaving people speechless , mouth agape at his surprising insight and resilience. Everyone’s time must come , and Izana is no different , only he never expected to have the words snatched out of his mouth by such a simple gesture. Hands floating in a suspended state, he hovers uncertain on what he should do next. With a cough , Izana clears his throat , hesitantly patting Hanagaki’s shoulder.

“ This is.... unexpected? ”

  “ I wanted to ask you, Hanagaki-kun -- ” She cuts through any of the awkwardness before it can settle in completely. 

  Hanging out her friend’s boyfriend isn’t something that is etched into her schedule, but it’s not exactly unpleasant either. Hina, being the type of individual she is, of course, wants the two of them to become friendly with one another. Yuuna doesn’t like disappointing her friends, so she makes the effort when she can. Despite his faults, Takemichi isn’t a person she disapproves of aside from an incident here and there that came up in the gossip between childhood friends. So, she asks him something she wants to know whilst extending a wrapped lollipop in his direction, a child-like expression of friendship ( fitting for two middle schoolers ).

  “ Why did you want to be in a gang ? ” She asks; it’s a question to quench her own curiosity. “ Because, sometimes, you have ... ” A vague set of gestures follows. “ You sometimes look hurt coming to school. It makes Hina-chan worried. ”