𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | @sleetsong | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆
This was a point of contention now between them. & while her mother wasn't home most of the time & it was usually ok for Yusuke to be over---dropping in without the warning days ago is what started all of this. Her mother had….opinions; opinions stemming from a person who had not met Yusuke & only had the impression of what she saw. Ami did not care for those opinions & while she tried to keep from arguing, it got to the point where she couldn't stand hearing anymore. They fought. They never fought. Passive as she was, Ami couldn't stand the slander. She didn't take it from anyone regarding him & she wouldn't take it from her own parent regarding him. The ugliness that left her caused Ami to quake. Everything was a blur but before she knew it, the dust settled & adrenaline began to wear off. She took a seat in the swing, the same swing that he was in when she first met him. It was almost poetic. Slender finger struggled to type the cry for help. But, what was she to do?
[ Yusuke ✉️ ]: Yusuke. Apologies for bothering you so late. But…I didn't know what else to do.
[ Yusuke ✉️ ]: Can we meet somewhere please? Please don't pull yourself from any other engagements. It's ok if you can't.
“I’m tellin’ you. Those stories of this Urameshi kid are just that: STORIES.” Said one of the first-year high schoolers living in a large park within one of the public parks, a place where the middle schoolers often hung out doing homework, play a game of basketball and whatnot. However, because of Yusuke’s public absences due to his duty as a spirit detective most of these ‘territories’ were taken by the older teenagers, even Kuwabara’s gang were lacking because their boss was practically an unofficial deputy of Yusuke’s on his supernatural job. BUT, today was different for the middle schoolers.
━━ ❝ 𝐎𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? ❞ The sound of one cocky middle schooler rang out. Head to toe in his Green gakuran, hair in a slicked pompadour, and last but not least a lit cigarette between his lips.
“B-boss I think that’s him..” One of the highschooler’s lackeys spoke out with certain fear in his voice.
The taller first-year spat the toothpick towards the side and stood up, towering Yusuke 6’0 to his measly 5’5. “All I see is a punk with booth to big for his fucking feet.” The first-year spoke up towards Yusuke.
“That’s the kinda smack I like t’ hea-” There was a tone coming from his pocket accompanied by a vibration. Judging by the tone it wasn’t the group chat..judging by the time of day Keiko would have been FAR too busy with her parents, Kuwabara catching up with homework or at the arcade, Botan just showed up which meant it was probably Ami. “Hold that thought.” He picked out his phone and unlocks the screen and discovered Ami is the source of the alert.
“Can you believe this kid?!” The first-year spoke out and forcefully grabbed Yusuke by the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to intimate him..little GOOD that did for him.
“Ptuh.” The sound of Yusuke spitting his cigarette out of his mouth in such a way that the lit portion swiftly crashed into the taller boy’s eye causing him to step back, letting Yusuke go to comfort his eye as screams left his lips.
“Son of a-” Said Yusuke as he used his own cellphone as a weapon, bashing it in the other’s face repeatedly until the shattered glass from the screen caused enough damage to cut the other’s cheek a few times over until the screen itself was just black. The other highschoolers of course lunges after Yusuke to avenge their leader but of course Yusuke had made quick work out of them as well, punches and kicks were shared until every student was laid out on the floor unconscious. From there Yusuke began confiscating cell phones and took one model that CLOSELY resembled his own…at the very least Ami wouldn’t question where he got it. He inserted his own sim card and restarted the device as he texted her in return.
TEXT: My bad Ami,ws dealin’ with rats.
“Wait..late?” He looked up at the sky to see the sunset that he IMAGINED in the sky was star-filled instead. “Shit..she’s gonna kill me when she sees I’m still in my uniform..” OH WELL, it looks like she’s troubled.
TEXT: Let’s meet up at our ramen place. I’m close by so I’ll meet you there. “Oh yeah, if I see ANY ONE of you bastards in here t’morrow then this ass kickin’s gonna seem like a trip t’ the amusement park.” Yusuke spoke as he sprints away towards their meeting place.