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As he finished some little business in a local store he walked away from it, totally relaxed about every of his chores were done and had the rest of the day free, he took his wallet and looked at its contents: his ID card, some money for food and some little luxuries, photos of him, his friends of Shinjuku and the current ones of this place.

Clearly this day would be long and why not walking around the city to pass time? A good plan and actually helps him to recognize the new sectors that somehow he didn’t know they existed some months ago. During his stroll he would see new people on the way, seeing how things are going it was natural that the scientists were creating more and more sectors just for the people.

“Well, at least they have some heart to do this. Better luck than the ones who still live in a box like Shiki-san.”

Passing through the streets he ended in District Epsilon, the commercial zone was clearly like Shinjuku now that he looked it with attention, way to revive some memories of him and some of his friends recurring this place to buy stuff, to watch movies and that stuff. With his head still on the clouds he wandered around, checking every store to see if there was something he would like to buy. Unaware of his surroundings he bumps into a stand of shirts making them fall, and sadly a victim was in the other side, burying him into lots of t-shirts instantly.

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It had been quite some time since someone had agreed to put up a challenge such as this one.

“Please, do serve yourself… I’d hate to have a head start.”

The pirate smirked, his own glass already full. It had begun simply by Hook daring the bartender to do the craziest drink he could – and then doubting his ability and challenging him to a shot competition.

They turned the first one; this drink was indeed hot, burning his throat as it went down. Still, Hook was well aware he could deal with more.

Second and third – all fine. On the fourth one, however, the blond in front of him seemed to get dizzy. Right there and then, Hook knew he had won and a smirk grew on his face.

He had no idea, of course, that the man was much stronger than a normal human being. So as the Captain raised himself from the table, his poor choice of words seemed to upset the drunk bartender.  

“It seems to me I won, mister bartender. I believe you are much weaker than you appear to be.”

“Weak…? I’ll show you… weak.”

His voice was slurred, but he raised his fist and hit the pirate in the face, shoving him over the balcony and falling unconscious on the other side.

“Shizuo, you really never  - never - kissed anyone?”I knew perfectly well that this was a very dangerous way - at least when it comes to the blond. His explosive and slightly unpredictable behavior should be a warning to pull me away, but it was something I just couldn’t do. A smile danced across my face, fun and, no doubt, malicious, while the blonde looked serious, their response more like a snarl:“Doesn’t matter.”The problem is that matter, yes. Not that I condemned him that he had not kissed yet - it was kind of cute. But… it would be a sin to miss this opportunity. Stealthily  approaching, then - and knowing all the danger I was exposed - closed my arms around his neck. Shizuo’s expression instantly changed to something much darker. I was asking to die. But I did not care. That’s because provoking him was really fun, and somehow pleasurable - let’s face it, the blonde was terribly delicious.So quick - only to pull it off before being pushed away – I let my lips brush his neck, and I was about to rise to his lips when, finally, those big, strong hands threw me away - so hard that I staggered up, not falling because luckily (or unlucky, because it really hurts!) my body collided with a wall.

“Ouch! So aggressive… It’s not my favorite kind, but I can learn to like it”

Do you know…? Shizuo, you’re stalker?!