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Deep thoughts

[nofarplaneyet]

So I'm not clogging up your plurk, here's a thinky thought how this would work.

Auron is basically in Japan for revenge for the deaths of Braska, Jecht and their wives. After looking over Tidus and getting him off to a career in pro soccer, then he goes for revenge.

But in order to face the yakuza who did this, who may or may not be people Iwai knows, Auron's kind of got to get a lay of the land and meet people.

My thought is that a relationship develops over time and might ultimately save Auron from getting his revenge happy ass killed. So how would they meet? At the shop?

[gunmods]

I think they would meet at the shop. AND YEAH I LIKE THIS. I love this. This is excellent.

[nofarplaneyet]

Maybe Auron goes there for a job. They meet up and become friends and things go on and then Iwai...maybe kind of finds out what Auron's attempting and tries to talk him out of it? I have to actually just watch all of Iwai's story since I don't know his feelings on all yakuza, just that he was once one.

Okay, let's give this a whirl

[nofarplaneyet]

[Generally when a person would describe themselves as following through with their dreams, finally being given the shot to make it big or follow through with what they've really wanted to do with their life, it's seen as something overwhelmingly positive.

Auron could say that he's finally following through with his life's work. He's trained himself to be highly adaptable in combat and with iaido. He's learned Japanese until there's just a bit of an American accent attached to it. He's even raised his friend's son until adulthood, doing as well as he possibly could to send the young man into the real world to be an adult. And with that done, he's made it to Japan. All commendable goals.

But not really when your goal is to kill the four men responsible for killing four members of your only family. And accepting that you'll die too when that moment happens. It makes him alive to know that he's finally on the right track. All his meticulous fact checking and gathering information on the four people involved has lead him to a specific yakuza family. Auron just needs a way to get there.

So he's currently living in a squalid apartment and working a few odd jobs while studying his enemies' back yard. One of the odd jobs is bar tending for an ex-yakuza. Or just basically doing all his errands.

Which is why, one day in the summer, Auron finds himself at a particular store. He makes sure his shades are covering his eyes (and the scarred over one in particular) so not to draw that much attention to his injury. Then he walks inside.]

[gunmods]

[Iwai would like, at this point in his life, to never get involved in the Yakuza again. Of course, knowing that, he knows very well that there's a 75% chance of him getting constantly involved with the Yakuza. It's just common sense really.

Today, he's currently sitting in his store, reading a newspaper and sucking on a lollipop. It's a... rather real quiet day here today. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing strange. He's pretty sure he might close up shop early and head home, when he sees someone enter.

Oh, and he's covering his face. Great.]

Yeah?

[Putting down his newspaper, his feet still up on the glass cases.]

Whaddya need? Got plenty here for you to look at.

[nofarplaneyet]

[His boss, Hideo, told him what to expect from the shop and the owner. Auron isn't certain if his boss and this guy are on any decent terms at all, but he's about to find out.]

Need three airsofts and a chest protector big enough for large man. My boss wants to know if you have them on hand or if you have to custom make anything. Says he's dealt with you before.

[His boss might also be the best chance to soak in and learn anything he can about the yakuza world. Because learning a bunch of facts on the Four Assholes (he calls them in his head) is one thing but knowing the world is another.]

[kiddatheart]

Yo, uh, Iwai, ya here?

[gunmods]

The hell else would I be? Whaddya want, Sakamoto?

[Pops out the lollipop.]

[kiddatheart]

Akira can't make it this week, got some other stuff to do, so he sent me to buy some more of your stuff.

Back for a visit

[nofarplaneyet]

[Auron had managed to earn enough to make his substandard apartment more livable. It helped that he offered to do maintenance in his building for his landlord.

His research into the yakuza had hit lull. He knew now he had to be patient. Especially with the guy who'd caused trouble at the bar. Because of that incident, the guy who hadn't wanted to fight now stopped by regularly and occasionally brought people over. Getting to know his enemy on their home turf would only make his job easier.

At the same time, he didn't mind stopping by Iwai's store to help with things. He was not the kind of guy that liked to stay idle when he could be doing something. Which is why he showed up again one free day.]

[gunmods]

[The entire thing is starting to get to Iwai. He doesn't know exactly what's going on with Auron, but he's wondering if the man is getting far over his head. He tries not to worry about it too much, but he can't help it.

Dammit. What's going on here?

When Auron comes by to help out, he tries not to think about it. Instead, he's going to lean in and look at him.]

Well. Took y'long enough. Y'had too much fun last night?

[nofarplaneyet]

Of course. Dealing with drunk people who don't feel like paying is how I enjoy my spare time.

[At least this time it doesn't look like Auron's been in any fights. Maybe just tired because of the strange hours he has to keep. He also doesn't come by empty handed.]

Didn't know if you were a coffee type, but I got two just in case.

[freewilly]

[ makoto still has nerves when he walks down the alleyway, but that's more about the location of iwai's shop than anything else. he's been to the shop far too often to get nervous about what's going to happen when he walks through that door. he ignores the closed sign, and opens the door, walking in and calling out ]

Iwai-san, I'm here!

[gunmods]

Geeze, took ya long enough.

[He looks at him closely.]

Well? Don't waste any time. I told ya to be ready when ya got here. Let's see what you've got under those clothes.

[freewilly]

Sorry, sorry, one of my teachers wanted to talk to me after class.

[ but he's still grinning as he starts to undress, going quickly until he's removed everything except the jockstrap he wore as underwear ]

A nice, gentle spread...

[radiantlegacy]

[ trshch-trch-ch-ch!

It's a harsh noise, filling the silence as he waits for Iwai to finish taking an important call in the next room.

Curious, but resisting the urge to listen in on business it's probably better to have deniability about, he tries to stay preoccupied by toying with the padded cuff set, connected to those longer straps that run beneath the bedframe, surprised by how much force it took to peel the velcro apart. For nothing so intimidating as metal or leather, something about these restraints still seems heavy duty enough to take a fair bit of thrashing and pulling resistance.

Ienzo runs a fingernail along the thick strip of tiny plastic hooks, scratching out another pleasing sound. One ankle's already been cuffed, as he sits there bare-assed and slightly chilly, getting a little impatient with the long interruption... just about ready to call this whole brat taming game quits, slink off the bed and over to his neatly folded pile of briefs and trousers, buttondown and pullover.

He'll give it two more minutes.]

[gunmods]

[Thankfully it doesn't take two more minutes.

It takes one and a half.

But by that point, he's in the room with his lollipop stick, hanging up his cellphone, and wearing only his boxers now. It's been a while since he did any sort of play this young upstart seemed to like, but velcro worked nicely.]

Sorry 'bout that.

[He moves to wrap a hand around that other leg, feeling it in his grasp.]

Still good to keep goin'?

[radiantlegacy]

[ He drops the open cuff with a slight start when Iwai reappears, watching him closely with a baited breath of anticipation.

Luckily, it doesn't look like the call was anything serious enough to put the brakes on this.

Ienzo's relieved, but slightly nervous too, and the slight bit of concave space beneath his ribs where he's sucking in the softness of his belly betrays that a little more than he means it to.

It's better, once Iwai reaches for his shin. He tucks his chin in a quick nod]

Yes. ...Should I go face down, or face up?

[burnt_offering]

[He's so fucked.

Dadan finally kicked him out. He knew that he'd acted out too much, gotten in too much trouble, there'd been one too many fight, but this? This was the line crossed, and Ace was terrified. Luffy was gone, Sabo too, both with their respective families for the summer and unable to help him.

So in the end, Ace wandered. It was late, and he didn't have a lot of options. And little money. So it was about finding temporary shelter while he made some plans, and figured out where to go from here.

The gunshop was open, at least. He's too young to buy a gun, doesn't want one, but the shop is warm and Ace isn't dressed right for the weather. So he comes in as quietly as he can, doesn't plan to draw attention to himself.

He just needs a minute to think.]

[gunmods]

[There's one small problem with all of this. If you're the only customer in the shop, you're not exactly sneaky.

Iwai doesn't do anything at first, but after a moment of the kid clearly trying to not bring attention to himself, he grumbles and sighs.]

Oy. You gonna buy somethin'?

[His boots slamming off of the counter as he moves to stand up, looking towards the young kid.]

Get up here.

[burnt_offering]

[Ace is used to putting on a big mean front, he's the one who beats up adults after all, and gets in fights with much bigger people. But he's out of his element, so instead of coming across as aggressive, it's a much more subdued attempt.]

Maybe, maybe not. It's not a crime to look.

[When Iawi stands, the noise is even startling. Ace tries to keep the same proud smile, but one of his arms snakes around his belly without even thinking, protecting himself without meaning to.] What? You're open. I've got the right to be here.

Some nights, you just need a Daddy...

[radiantlegacy]

[ An engine sputters to a purr outside, headlights bright in the alley as its passenger peels himself out onto the curb. It's late enough to be the only noise in the neighborhood, when the cab turns about through the gravel, and Ienzo keeps his walk-of-shame short as possible.

He checks the door and- sure enough, Iwai's left it open for him. He slips inside so very quietly, almost as if he really were a delinquent slinking in after curfew, carefully sliding the bolt back into place. The cab's already paid for and gone, despite the back and forth insisting, and just in case Iwai's nodded off- or if he's having a productive streak of 3am work, Ienzo doesn't try to announce his presence. Just a quick tiptoe down the hall to the relieving offer of a shower.

It's still like moving through a fog. Pushing to a point where he can fully regain his senses, take hold of his own heart. Whatever he'd done, back there at the club- there's a corner of his consciousness that's still stunned numb.

The mirror- that's to be avoided as much as possible, eyes lowered as he splashes a bit of cold water on his face and fumbles out of his clothes.]

you sure you want to call this guy Daddy, Ienzo.

[gunmods]

...Hey.

[Sorry, he's on the toilet right now. Just finished up, don't mind him, he's reading a book.]

I transferred you the money for the cab ride.

[Gonna just sit there and wait. Patiently. Maybe Ienzo will tell him to get out or something.]

Keeping Busy In The Back

[gunmods]

[A boy like Reno (and he was, indeed, a boy) seemed to like to get into plenty of trouble. When he first came into the shop, he barely gave the guy any attention. He seemed like a bit (a lot) of a pain in the ass. But when he ran into him later that night somewhere else, it seemed that he liked to get a pain in his ass.

Which was fine for him.

It was about the middle of the day when Iwai went into the back of the store to check on the boy, who was currently all tied up, no gag, with a vibrator against his cock.]

Doin' okay? Not 'bout to pass out?

[It was a low vibration, and he didn't have anything else going on with his body yet.]

Hungry or thirsty?

[shinra_dog]

[Reno was panting slightly, but otherwise no worse for wear. His skin shone a glowing pink, especially his aroused cock. He grinned at Iwai from where he was tied, largely immobile, and chuckled.]

Just fine... But I am lonely.

[He licked his lips suggestively.]

Y'know this ain't enough for me, leaving me with barely a tease. So mean.