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Today's Youth [Completed]
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 21, 2019 22:23:49 GMT
Yuko stared at her phone screen and groaned loudly. 4 PM. It was 4 freaking PM! So, apparently being 10 minutes late for her first class the same morning constituted some kind of cardinal sin that got her a stern lecture from the school’s headmaster himself, but said lecture lasting for 60 minutes straight was a-okay?! There was nothing Yuko hated more than hypocrites, and the world had no shortage of them. There the headmaster had been, sitting on his comfy armchair, going on and on and on about how the youth of today were underachievers who didn’t make the best of the time they had. Well, how could they make anything of their time when an hour of it was wasted listening to pretentious adults running their mouths?!
Walking out of the main school building, Yuko’s getup was the standard sailor fuku uniform, along with her common accessories; Fingerless gloves, mismatched socks and of course piercings on every part of her body that was visible and could be pierced. Naturally, her dress code was another thing the headmaster had whined about in his long lecture. More notably, she had a few bandaids on her face and arms, as well as a few light bruises, evidence that she had recently been in yet another scuffle.
Putting her phone away, Yuko stopped in her tracks upon noticing a familiar face. “Hey… what’s your excuse for being here this late?” She asked half-heartedly, yet as amiably as she possibly could. She wasn’t in the best of moods after what she’d been through, but she wasn’t gonna take it out on the poor guy.
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 21, 2019 22:37:45 GMT
The sound of a voice startled Junpei, causing his hand to fly back and toss what he was holding behind him, the item landing in the bushes a fair few feet away. It was only a second later that he realized the voice he heard was a familiar one, and spinning around- yup, it was Yuko. Junpei sighed before his brow furrowed, a vein visibly popping on his forehead as he growled. "Dang it, Yuko, I've told you not to sneak up on me like that!" Slowly shaking his head, he wandered over to the bushes and began digging through them, eventually pulling out the can of spray paint he had instinctively tossed into them.
Wandering back to Yuko, his expression relaxed as a cocky smirk formed on his lips. "Lemme guess, ya got chewed out for your piercings again." Clicking his tongue, he idly shook the can in his hand as his gaze wandered to a nearby wall. "I've told ya, girl, ya can't just be walking into school looking like that and not expect trouble. You know, I'm always free if ya ever decide to wisen up!" He cackled lightly as his shaking of the can briefly grew more furious.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 21, 2019 23:26:02 GMT
If anything, Yuko was startled more so by Junpei’s overblown reaction. “Geez, no wonder people call him ‘Jumpy’...” She thought in her head. His reaction also made her slightly suspicious. Had he purposefully thrown that item behind him because he didn’t want her to see what he’d been fiddling with so diligently that he hadn’t even heard her approaching? No, it was more likely that he’d been genuinely startled. Yuko supposed that her whole punk girl getup made her look kinda intimidating, even when she wasn’t actively trying to intimidate people.
Seeing her friend retrieve what was actually just a spray can, the multicolor-haired girl sighed at his question. “No, it wasn’t about my piercings, although the subject did come up… It was for being late. I didn’t even do it on purpose this time, believe it or not. Stupid bus driver!” She complained, kicking an empty soda can in her frustration. Knowing her luck, some adult would come and accuse her that she was the one that had thrown that in the middle of the street too!
“Let’s just hit the road. We’re supposed to leave school as early as we can get away with, not stay there overtime.” Yuko said, as she pulled a pack of strawberry-flavored gum out of her backpack and resumed her walking. “Want some? What’s the spray paint for? Found any taggable walls around here?” She asked, while also offering Junpei a spare pack of gum.
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 21, 2019 23:51:44 GMT
Junpei snickered quietly as he accepted the proffered gum, opening it up and popping a piece in his mouth as he started chewing loudly. "Ya know how you avoid getting yelled at for being late? Ya don't show up!" Another round of laughter as he fell in behind her, stuffing his spray can in his pocket as they walked along. "But yeah, I've been out here for..." He brought his hand up to check his cracked watch. "An hour? Been trying to come up with something, but I've been blanking." A large sweatdrop formed on his forehead as he discreetly glanced around at the scant few other people still loitering about. "Never really was the artistic type, ya dig? Might just go with something simple, something even I can do..."
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 22, 2019 0:43:40 GMT
Yuko barely held back a snicker at the redhead’s suggestion. “Play hooky, huh? What an ingenious idea! Why didn’t I think of that? Oh, probably because if I miss one day of school, my Mom will literally murder me.” She said sarcastically, but quickly regretted snapping at Junpei. Poor guy had done nothing to deserve it. “Sorry, I’m just in a really shitty mood after having to hear that oaf go on and on about how today’s youth is so rash and irresponsible and blah blah blah. Then he said something about World War II and Emperor Hirohito… I dunno, I kinda zoned out after the 5 minute mark.” She admitted, popping her bubble gum before putting it back in her mouth and chewing it some more.
Yuko figured she might as well contribute to Junpei’s plan for his afternoon. He always had the right idea of how to have fun. Pondering his question, she glanced around her as well. “I’m sure we’ll find something if we keep looking, and you’ll get that artistic flash of inspiration. I’ve actually never seen much of what this part of town has other than our school. Since we were both held up here, we might as well make the most of it, I guess.” The girl said, as she kept looking around them for any interesting-looking places.
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 22, 2019 1:05:11 GMT
"Jeez, Yuko..." Junpei winced from the snap, even taking a step away from Yuko to put a little distance between them. With a hum, he let his mind and gaze wander. She was definitely more pissed than he had expected, and it was his job as her friend the future leader of the gang she would eventually join to fix that sooner, rather than later.
...Of course, that was easier said than done. Junpei wasn't exactly skilled in the art of... making-other-people-happy-istry. Well, she seemed to like his idea of tagging the place... It wouldn't exactly be making her happy, per se, but it would definitely help get her mind off the lecture she just received. His new goal set in mind, Junpei's eyes continued gazing around the area, looking for...
There! The perfect target! To anyone else, it would look like just a giant mass of twisted steel, but to Junpei it was... okay, so even to him, it still looked like just a giant mass of twisted steel. From what little he could remember from listening in on conversations, it was apparently an art piece set up by one of the school's alumni? The history of it didn't matter, all he cared about was that it was a big, open target with surprisingly few (re: nobody) around it. A wicked grin stretched across the delinquent's face as he gently tugged on Yuko's sleeve to get her attention. "Oy, think I just found what we're hitting." Without waiting for her answer, he began walking off towards it, trying to look as casual as possible as he gripped the spray can tight in his pocket.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 22, 2019 8:47:48 GMT
“Found something?” Yuko raised her pierced eyebrow inquisitively. That giddy, kid in a candy store look on Junpei’s face told her everything she needed to know, and her question was very soon answered. He had found something, alright. That was, he had found an art piece made by one of their school’s alumni, whose name was helpfully written in a little white plaque placed underneath it.
The girl’s lips curved into a wide, mischievous grin that rivaled Junpei’s own. “Desecrating someone else’s art? That’s bad on so many levels… In other words, nice!” She said, giving an approving thumbs up. Granted, the word ‘art’ was too generous in this case. It was more like a pile of steel parts seemingly taken straight out of someone’s junkyard and lazily put together by some kid with no sense of creativity, who probably received a pat on the back afterwards.
The fellow delinquent crouched on the sidewalk and bent her knees in sort of a variation of a Slav squat. She couldn’t exactly pull a tasteful, open-legged Slav squat with that mini-skirt of hers. Freaking school uniforms! Why were only the boys allowed to wear pants?! Anyway, Yuko kept on her smirk and waited for Junpei to work his magic, as it were. “C’mon, Picasso. Show ‘em what real art looks like.”
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Aug 22, 2019 15:45:06 GMT
The sound of footsteps resounded near the group as another fellow student suddenly turned on the place where the two delinquents were about to commit a felony. "Huh?" was the first reaction as the rather large blonde put a hand up to cover his eyes from the light as he tried to identify the duo, beady green eyes narrowed so as to make sure of something...
Which was confirmed moments after his hand was put aside and an enourmous grin took over the blonde youth's features. In a mad dash that even knocked dust off the floor with how fast it was, he took a running start and suddenly pounced at the girl who seemed to be in the lead, not minding the spray that got on the shoulder of his uniform as he tackled her to the ground, all the while shouting a set of words that was enough to catch both of the delinquents' attention.
"YUI-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" And with that, the tall kid had her in a fierce hug, not exercising enough control over his strength as he did so. "I didn't see you all day in school! Where were you?! You left me all alone for lunch tooo. That wasn't very niiiice." Despite his size, his voice had quite the whiny quality to it, and the look he threw the girl was that of a wounded puppy.
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 22, 2019 18:55:42 GMT
And once again, the unexpected addition of a new person lead Junpei's arm to fling the spray can as far away from himself as possible. Unfortunately, this time, instead of tossing it backwards, he tossed it forwards- right into the middle of the sculpture he had been planning to deface. A series of metallic "clangs" and "bonks" rang through the air as the spray can rattled through it, each sound sending a shiver down Junpei's spine before it finally fell out the bottom with a dull 'thunk'.
With a growl, Junpei spun around, ready to tear into the newcomer and explain in excruciating detail why they should never sneak up on someone, let alone a dangerous delinquent like himself, but his protests died in his throat as he caught sight of the big, dumb form of Mikazuki Nakamura, currently doing his best to squeeze the life out of Yuko. A small smirk graced Junpei's lips as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, enjoying the show while he still could. "Yo, Mika, was wondering where ya were! Thought you mighta got lost on the subway or something!"
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 22, 2019 19:25:11 GMT
Good lord, was that loud! The shrillness alone nearly caused Yuko’s ears to bleed for a reason other than the multiple metal spikes that were protruding from them. She would recognize that flamboyant, easily excitable voice anywhere, of course. “MIKA, YOU IDIOT, STOP-!” She shouted as she managed to look behind her at the last second.
Alas, it was too late, for the female delinquent soon found herself literally swept off her feet and bearhugged by a very friendly, blond-haired giant. “Personal space! Personal space! Personal space!” She loudly protested, trying her best to wrench herself out of the blond boy’s overly affectionate hug, but to no avail. The thing that always stood out about Mikazuki Nakamura was how huge he was. He was so big, he could go to a pro wrestling event and probably look tougher than half the guys there, if only he had the attitude to match his imposing physique.
“Okay, first of all, I’m not your babysitter. You’re a big enough boy to have lunch on your own. Secondly, you didn’t see anything here, are we clear? And third…” Yuko’s voice trailed off, as she freed one of her arms and flicked Mika’s forehead lightly. “Don’t call me Yuu-chan!”
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Aug 22, 2019 20:50:19 GMT
"Oh, come on, Jun-chan! That was only the one ti-Ouch!" Mikazuki yelped as the flick hit his forehead, which one would normally find surprising, considering such a big guy could easily have stopped the delinquent girl dead in her tracks. Well, the thing was: Mikazuki had little experience with anything resembling pain during his rather... secluded childhood, which lent itself to give him low tolerance to even the flick he received to cause a reaction out of him and finally allow the outcast girl to free herself from his abnormally strong grip.
"But i missed you guys! It's not fun being alone all the time!" add his usual puppy face to the reply and multiply it by how he pretty much hid himself behind Junpei (making sure to hug the boy in the process, no less, and one would have a minimal grasp on how much the rich scion looked dejected.
"I just... spend all my time alone when i'm not with you guys! And everyone else is afraid of me for some reason!" despite the sheer level of naturality of the situation that befell him, Mika seemed to be unable to grasp why such a fate befell him. "Plus i brought that big chocolate bar you guys wanted to try out!"
After rummaging through his bag and looking on the brink of crying, Mikazuki took out a large chocolate bar that seemed to be of the finest quality available.
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 22, 2019 21:19:27 GMT
A large sweatdrop appeared on Junpei's forehead as he awkwardly reached behind him to pat the head of the blonde holding onto him. As annoying as it could be at times, he'd be lying if he said Mika's innocence wasn't endearing (so it's a good thing lying was what he did best). ...And, of course, the occasional gifts that he would give them was a nice perk too, as evidenced by how wide Junpei's eyes went when Mika pulled out the chocolate bar. "Ooooh, gimme gimme!"
Like a child reaching for a toy they wanted, Junpei reached out and somehow managed to snatch the chocolate bar out of Mika's hands, hurriedly unwrapping it and taking a large bite out of it. Immediately, a low moan escaped his lips as the soft, warm taste of chocolate flooded his mouth, enveloping his taste buds in a feeling not even the ambrosia of the gods could compare to. His eyes went starry as he allowed the bite to simply melt in his mouth, mindlessly holding the bar out for Yuko to take if she wanted to try some as well.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Aug 22, 2019 21:43:17 GMT
After being set free from the bearhug, Yuko straightened her sailor fuku uniform a bit, while looking bemusedly at Mika’s pain, yet also with a tinge of pity for the boy. When they had first met the young Nakamura scion, she remembered being excited over the prospect of having a big guy as a friend. Someone that could act as the muscle if they got into another fight with a rivaling school. Unfortunately, he was way too soft and probably wouldn’t last long in a fight. He was like a puppy. A big, crying, lonely puppy.
As Junpei reached his hand to pat the boy-giant on the head, Yuko’s expression also softened, as she smiled warmly at him. Yes, Himura Yuko actually was capable of smiling. “Hey now. You’re with us right now, aren’t you? That’s all that matters. And the people who are afraid of you? Screw them! They think they’re better than you, but they’re not.” She said, consoling the puppy-eyed youth to the best of her ability.
The female delinquent was also all too happy to accept Mika’s bribe of high-quality chocolate, pulling her gum out of her mouth, eagerly snatching the bar from Junpei’s hand and wolfing down what was left of it. “Mmm~ So gooooood!” The divine taste made her moan practically like a mule. “I haven’t had chocolate this good since… Never mind.” She suddenly frowned, intent on dropping the subject. After that brief pause, she resumed chewing on her gum noisily. “So, what do you wanna do, Mika? Me and Junpei will hook you up. You’re with the cool kids now!”
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Aug 22, 2019 22:01:30 GMT
"Awww, Yui-chaan!" And yet again, blatantly ignoring the requests of the outlaw girl, both her and Junpei were caught in a group hug by Mika, who tried yet again to squish the duo for a brief moment before remembering Yuko's request and letting the two go.
"Hehe, sorry!" He let out in embarassment, rubbing his hand on the back of his head, making his hair get even messier than it was. After that, he took out the jacket and inspected the damage done by the can to it. Most of the shoulder was no longer brown, but blue. He, however, didn't seem displeased and proceeded to remove it and his tie and promptly shove both articles of cloth into his bag and zipping it closer.
"Hmm..." despite the levity of the situation, Mika's frown would make anyone think he was discovering the secrets of life.
"OH! I KNOW!" he exclaimed happily, pumping his fist for dramatic effect. "Let's go do that thing called take a dip on the river! I've always wanted to try that, but mom and dad would never let me!" he looked over to his friends in excitement. "So, what do you guys think?! Can we go? Pretty please?"
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Post by Junpei Sudo on Aug 22, 2019 22:51:39 GMT
Junei grimaced at his friend's future gang member's suggestion. This was... probably a bad time to mention he never learned how to swim, wasn't it? But as he opened his mouth to object, he locked eyes with Mika and suddenly froze. Those big, beautiful green eyes, so carefree and innocent... He found it was physically impossible to say no to them. With a sigh, Junpei stuffed his hands in his pockets, slowly shaking his head. "Well, we can't exactly just go swimming in our underwear, can we? Or at least I'm not about to. I'll have to stop by my house to grab my swimsuit, but..." A smirk stretched across his lips as he glanced to Yuko. "I'd be game."
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