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cryingcow · 4 years ago

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Character Story - Kiryu (Junior High Student) [RGGO]

Remember how in Kiwami there’s a Majima Everywhere event where Majima accuses Kiryu of reading sexy magazines outside of M Store and Kiryu just snaps? Well, this may or may not be the backstory to that XD

We don’t have Junior High in our country, so how old is a JH student? 13? 14? Either way, if I were the one in Kiryu’s position, I’m pretty sure I’d be crying the entire time. Kudos to our Dragon Baby for staying strong!

Story: Kiryu enters a bookstore to buy the latest issue of Dragon Ball, and ends up getting accused of stealing a porn magazine and earning a reputation in Kamurocho.

Kazama: “It’s normal for a growing boy to feel these things, Kazuma. You see when a man and a woman love each other very much-”

Kiryu: “AaAaAaAAaaAAaaaAAAaAaaA!!!”

For those who don’t know, the H stands for "hentai" :D

CHAPTER 1

|When Kiryu Kazuma was a junior high student . . .|

|On that day, Kiryu was visiting a bookstore.|

[Bookstore]

Bookstore Clerk: “Welcome.”

Kiryu: “Now . . . what to do . . .”

Kiryu: (Today is the release of the latest issue of ‘Dragon Bowling’ . . . but if I buy it now, I’ll be broke for the rest of the month. But I really want to read the new issue . . . hmm, I’m conflicted.)

{The front door opens.}

Bookstore Clerk: “Welcome.”

Bald Guy: “. . .”

Kiryu: (. . . What is with that bald guy? He keeps glaring over here . . . Hm? It looks like I wandered into the erotic books corner . . . Ah, so it wasn’t me he was looking at. This is awkward, there’s only the two of us here. I don’t want to linger here too much . . .)

Kiryu: “Well then, I need to decide if I’m going to buy that book or not. Hmm . . .”

{Bald Guy bumps into Kiryu.}

Bald Guy: “Oops . . . you shouldn’t be standing there, bro, you’re in the way.”

Kiryu: “What . . . ?”

{Bald Guy leaves the store.}

Bookstore Clerk: “Thank you very much.”

Kiryu: “Tch. What’s with that guy? Bumping into someone and not even buying anything. . . . I should just go home for today. If I still have money at the end of the month, then I’ll buy it.”

Bookstore Clerk: “Hey, you . . . can I talk to you for a moment?”

Kiryu: “Hm?”

Bookstore Clerk: “I’m sorry if it’s a misunderstanding. But . . . I want you to show me the inside of your bag.”

Kiryu: “My bag . . . ? Why?”

Bookstore Clerk: “One of the adult books on the shelf is gone. If it’s a misunderstanding, I apologize in advance. But for the time being, please allow me to check.”

Kiryu: “. . . You’re saying I shoplifted? That’s absurd. If you want to look in my bag, fine.”

{Kiryu unzips his bag.}

Kiryu: “As you can see . . . hn?!”

Kiryu: (‘Erotic Volcano Summer Special Issue’?! What is this doing in my bag . . . ?!)

Bookstore Clerk: “Th-This is . . . the lost H book!! There’s no doubt, the mystery is solved! You . . . shoplifter! Come here, I’m calling the police!”

Kiryu: “W-Wait! I didn’t shoplift! This . . . this is a mistake!”

Bookstore Clerk: “Oh you made a mistake and somehow this H book just fell into your bag without your permission?”

Kiryu: “Th-That’s . . .”

Bookstore Clerk: “Now come with me . . .”

Kiryu: “Please wait. Here, you can have my student ID. I can’t run away or hide. So please give me some time . . . I will definitely find the true criminal who framed me.”

{Kiryu runs off.}

Bookstore Clerk: “Ah! Wait!!”

----

[Nakamichi Alley]

Kiryu: “Haa . . . haa . . . I can’t find him at all . . . Where did that man go? I have to clear this misunderstanding with the clerk as soon as possible . . .”

Giant Man: “. . . Are you Kiryu Kazuma?”

Kiryu: “? . . . and if I am?”

Giant Man: “Apparently it’s true . . . but even if you’re a kid, I can’t forgive you. I’ll punish you!!”

Kiryu: “Tch. I’m in a hurry!”

{Kiryu defeats the Giant Man.}

Giant Man: “F-Fuck! To lose to a shoplifter of erotic books . . .”

Kiryu: “What?!”

Giant Man: “Because of you, Muramura Bookstore is closed . . . The store had the best assortment of erotic books!”

Kiryu: “W-Wait a minute . . . you think I’m a shoplifter?”

Giant Man: “You can’t hide your lechery by playing dumb! You’re absolutely unforgivable!”

Kiryu: “Wait! . . . Damn it, he’s gone. What does he mean? Why does that guy think I’m a shoplifter?”

City Man: “I thought he was a good kid, but that Kiryu-kun shoplifts H books.”

Kiryu: “?!”

City Woman: “Hey kid, shoplifting isn’t cute. If you want to know about H things, I can teach you.”

Kiryu: “?!”

Kiryu: “N-No way . . . does this mean the rumors of me shoplifting are spreading through the city? Only that bald guy could have done this, but why . . . ?!”

Kazama: “Kazuma . . .”

Kiryu: “O-Oyassan! What are you doing here?”

Kazama: “. . .”

Kiryu: “. . . ?”

Kazama: “. . . Ah, I’m sorry . . . I shouldn’t have thought that you’d stay a child forever. You’re going through puberty.”

Kiryu: “. . . Eh?”

Kazama: ‘I was like that too when I was your age. It’s not bad to be interested in such things.”

Kiryu: “Oyassan? What are you . . . D-Don’t tell me it reached even your ears!! O-Oyassan! It’s all a misunderstanding!!”

Kazama: “I know the kind of person you are. But are you saying the shoplifting is a misunderstanding?”

Kiryu: “Eh? Y-Yes! That’s right! I was screwed over . . . !”

Kiryu: (It’s Oyassan after all! He knows me better than anyone else . . .)

Kazama: “. . . Most of the time, such rumors are started even if you’re just browsing.”

Kiryu: “?!”

Kazama: “Next time, read it in a place where no one will find you. A man has to keep up appearances, after all.”

Kiryu: “O-Oyassan! I-It’s not like that!”

Kazama: “it’s alright . . . I know you want to hide your interests. But there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Kiryu: “No . . . that’s not . . .”

Kazama: “Don’t worry. I asked the guy who told me this not to tell anyone else. . . . Oh, sorry. I was on my way to Patriarch Dojima. Let’s discuss this more later. Kazuma, I know you’re anxious, but you can always rely on me.”

{Kazama leaves Kiryu alone.}

Kiryu: “O-Oyassan . . . ! Th-This is the worst . . . Damn it, I have to find that bald guy and prove my innocence before the rumors spread even further . . . !”

-END-

CHAPTER 2

[Nakamichi Street]

Kiryu: “Haa . . . haa . . . That bald guy . . . I can’t find him at all.”

Mister: “Hey, isn’t that the boy who shoplifts H books? Haha, say . . . are you okay?”

Kiryu: “?!”

Young Woman: “You get withdrawal symptoms if you can’t steal H books, right? That’s scary.”

Kiryu: “?!”

Mister: “He has a bed made of H books at his house, and he can’t sleep without them . . . That’s abnormal.”

Kiryu: “?!”

Kiryu: “Oi! Wait a moment! I’m not a shoplifter! And-“

Mister: “Hiii! Did you get even more excited when we mentioned H books?! D-Don’t attack us!”

Young Woman: “Hiii! Don’t come any closer!”

{The two run away.}

Kiryu: “O-Oi! Wait . . . ! Damn it. Why are the shoplifting rumors so widespread . . . is it the work of that bald guy? And why are the rumors escalating? At this rate, I’m going to end up sounding terribly perverted . . . I need to prove my innocence quickly. But where on earth can I find that man?”

Nishikiyama: “Kiryu! Haa . . . haa . . . I finally found you.”

Kiryu: “Nishiki . . . ! What is it?”

Nishikiyama: “Haa . . . haa . . . you . . . I heard you shoplifted erotic books and got thrown into prison . . .”

Kiryu: “I’m in prison?!”

Nishikiyama: “Yeah, you’re an addict who shoplifts erotic books . . . many erotic bookstores have shut down from your erotic book shoplifting. Now that they’ve caught you, you can’t escape imprisonment.”

Kiryu: “That’s not true! It’s all a rumor.”

Nishikiyama: “. . . Rumor? So it’s not true?”

Kiryu: “It’s a lie. It’s all a lie.”

Nishikiyama: “. . . So it’s not true that you’ve shoplifted so many erotic books and became so addicted to shoplifting that you can’t sleep anymore?”

Kiryu: “Yeah . . . it’s a lie.”

Nishikiyama: “Haa . . . well, it was a good one. That little liar.”

Kiryu: “Little?”

Nishikiyama: “Yeah, there was a little old man telling passersby about it. So I thought you were in a pinch . . .”

Kiryu: “Why is the man spreading such a lie . . . Where was he?”

Nishikiyama: “Suppon Street. I just heard it a while ago, so he’s probably still there.”

Kiryu: “Damn him!”

{Kiryu runs off.}

Nishikiyama: “Oi! Kiryu, wait!”

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[Suppon Street]

Petite Man: “So now, that Kiryu guy is . . . hm?”

Kiryu: “Hey, can you tell me the story of that Kiryu guy?”

Petite Man: “Oh, good. That Kiryu Kazuma is a shoplifter specializing in H books. It’s outrageous. Countless shops have been crushed by his shoplifting, the total amount of damage incurred is more than 10 million yen. Did you hear that Muramura Bookstore and Sukehira Land shut down recently? That was Kiryu’s work.”

Kiryu: “Huh . . . what an outrageous guy . . . So, where did you hear that big lie?”

Petite Man: “. . . Big lie? What do you know.”

Kiryu: “I know more than you. Because that Kiryu Kazuma is me.”

Petite Man: “?!”

{The man tries to run, but bumps into Nishiki.}

Nishikiyama: “Oops, can’t let you escape.”

Petite Man: “L-Let me go!”

Kiryu: “We’ll let you go. If you tell us why you’re spreading such a lie.”

Petite Man: “Gck . . . I’ll kill you!”

{Kiryu and Nishiki beat the guy up.}

Petite Man: “H-Hiii! S-Sorry! I’ll tell you anything! Please forgive me!”

Kiryu: “Then tell me . . . who are you?”

Petite Man: “I’m . . . Ken . . . I’m a thief . . . there’s two of us working together.”

Kiryu: “Thieves? Why’s a guy like you spreading lies about me?”

Ken: “M-My aniki asked me to . . .”

Kiryu: “Aniki?”

Ken: “He’s the boss of our little group. My aniki is a master a shoplifting, known as the Miraculous Tatsu. . . . He’s the one who slipped that H book in your bag.”

Kiryu: “What?! Is that the guy with the shaved head?!”

Ken: “He wears a jumper, has a beard . . . has a lot of exposed skin on his head, yeah.”

Kiryu: “So it is him . . . Then why is he framing me and telling lies?”

Ken: “He said he had a grudge against Kiryu-san because he lost a fight to him once . . . That’s why he framed you as a shoplifter of H books and pinned his crime of making bookstores shut down on you.”

Nishikiyama: “What a guy.”

Kiryu: “What kind of person is that aniki of yours? Where is he now?”

Ken: “When he contacted me earlier, he said he was shoplifting back at that bookstore where you got accused.”

Kiryu: “. . . Alright. Then I’ll go to the bookstore. Follow me. I want you as my witness.”

Ken: “Y-Yes sir . . .”

-END-

CHAPTER 3

Bookstore Clerk: “. . .”

Bald Guy: (Oh? A new erotic book is out. Should I take 10 when the clerk takes his eyes off me? Kuku, how unfortunate for him that Miraculous Tatsu is here. I’ll keep shoplifting until the store shuts down.)

Kiryu: “I found him. The Miraculous Tatsu.”

Ken: “Aniki . . . I’m sorry . . .”

Miraculous Tatsu: “. . . Hm? . . .Kiryu . . . and . . . Ken?!”

Bookstore Clerk: “Hm? Ah, you shoplifter!! I won’t let you run this time!”

Kiryu: “Wait, Mr. Clerk. I’m not the shoplifter. That bald guy is the one who put the book in my bag and framed me.”

Bookstore Clerk: “Eh?!”

Miraculous Tatsu: “. . . I don’t know what he’s talking about. Can you stop imposing your sins on others?”

Kiryu: “There’s no use trying to squeeze your way out of this. Your subordinate has ratted you out already. Right?”

Ken: “Y-Yes . . . my aniki framed Kiryu for the shoplifting . . .”

Miraculous Tatsu: “. . . tch.”

Bookstore Clerk: “Wh-what! So it was you!”

Miraculous Tatsu: “. . . I don’t know that guy. Kiryu just brought him up as a false witness.”

Bookstore Clerk: “What was that . . . is that right?! Boy!”

Kiryu: “Don’t be stupid. That guy’s the criminal!”

Bookstore Clerk: “Wh-Which one is telling the truth . . .”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Mr. Clerk. Are you going to listen to a shoplifter? Isn’t this guy the villain who’s been getting bookstores shut down?”

Kiryu: “?!”

Miraculous Tatsu: “If you don’t make up your mind quickly, your store will be destroyed.”

Bookstore Clerk: “I-I won’t forgive you! I’ll protect this bookstore! This time I’m not letting you go, I’m calling the police!”

Kiryu: “Fuck . . .”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Hehe . . . give it up, Kiryu. You’ll forever be known as the pervert who steals erotic books.”

Kiryu: “I’m . . . not a shoplifter . . . or a pervert . . . !”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Heh, shoplifting ‘Erotic Volcano Summer Special Issue’, you don’t have an excuse.”

Kiryu: “. . . wait. You . . . why do you know the name of the book?”

Miraculous Tatsu: “. . . Ah?!”

Bookstore Clerk: “?!”

Kiryu: “The ones who know the title should only be me and the clerk here.”

Bookstore Clerk: “Surely you have an explanation, customer. Why do you know the title?”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Th-That is . . .”

Kiryu: “If you can’t say it, I’ll answer. There’s only one reason . . . because you’re the one who put it in my bag.”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Fuck . . .”

Bookstore Clerk: “Customer. Do you have anything else to say in your defense?”

Miraculous Tatsu: “Tch!”

Kiryu: “You can’t escape.”

Miraculous Tatsu: “That’s it! I’ll kill you!”

Kiryu: “If you can do it, then go ahead. On behalf of all the bookstores you put out of business . . . I’ll crush you again!!”

{Kiryu defeats the guy.}

Miraculous Tatsu: “Hiii! Please forgive me! I’ll confess to everything! I-I’ll admit I did it!!!! So please stop!!!!”

Kiryu: “. . . so that’s it then. Mr. Clerk, please handle this guy and the other one.”

Ken: “Hiii . . . “

Bookstore Clerk: “Y-Yeah. I’ll take care for them and hand them over to the police. And . . . thank you. Because of you, I’ve finally caught the real shoplifter. I’m sorry I suspected you of shoplifting H books.”

Kiryu: “. . . You just did your job. You don’t need to apologize.”

Bookstore Clerk: “But . . . there’s rumors about you in the city, right? That you stole H books . . .”

Kiryu: “. . .”

Bookstore Clerk: “I’m sorry about that. I’ll take full responsibility for the rumors. If I spread word that you were framed, the rumors should disappear in a few days.”

Kiryu: “Really?”

Bookstore Clerk: “Yeah. I know a rumor-loving Aunt who lives in a radio tower in Kamurocho. I’m sure the rumors will be managed.”

----

Kiryu: “. . . Phew. The rumors are likely to settle down now with this.”

Nishikiyama: “Kiryu! How was it?”

Kiryu: “Nishiki . . . things should be fine. I caught the criminal and cleared up my name.”

Nishikiyama: “Hehe, I’m glad. Well, even if you were accused of shoplifting erotic books, you have to admit it was funny.”

Kiryu: “. . . I’m not laughing.”

Nishikiyama: “Well, anyway, at least the case is settled.”

Giant Man: “Oh! You! I finally found you!”

Kiryu: “! You . . . we met earlier . . . I’m not a shoplifter.”

Giant Man: “Hehe, yeah it was a mistake. I heard it was all a lie. Sorry you got framed.”

Kiryu: “Really . . . ? Then what’s this about?”

Giant Man: “Did you get it? Did you buy ‘Erotic Volcano Summer Special Issue’? Even if you’re young, I want to discuss it with you!”

Kiryu: “. . .”

Nishikiyama: “This . . . the rumors aren’t going to disappear any time soon, huh . . .”

-END-

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bucketofcowboys · 4 years ago

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Santa-Maj Is Coming To Town

Cute Christmas fluff drabble I made randomly in the early hours of the morning (as one does). Hope you enjoy!

Relationships: Kiryu Kazuma/Majima Goro, Kiryu Kazuma & Sawamura Haruka, Majima Goro & Sawamura Haruka Words: 3,995 Warnings: No warnings! Just severe fluff and Nishida abuse AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28413567

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"Ojisan, did you know that a polar bear's fur is see through?" Haruka spoke up, finally tilting her head up and away from the newest puddle she had decided to attack. She decided to entertain herself as they walked back to their apartment by dipping her toes in every puddle they walked by to see how much water she can kick up without making a complete mess.

At this point, her new winter boots were sure to be soiled in, but she made sure not a single drop got on the rest of her new outerwear. She cherished the winter jacket Kiryu had bought her as soon as the cold began to hit Kamurocho. It was perfectly puffy and warm with a nice pastel pink color to it, and around the hood was faux fur that would tickle her cheeks every time she huddled up when a cold breeze blew by.

"No, I didn't know that." Kiryu hummed in response. He held her hand and their connected arms swayed as they strolled down the street. As they approached a rather large puddle in the middle of the street, he gently tugged her in front of him to balance on the narrow dry patch of land around it.

It had snowed the previous few days, which was quite rare with the usual winter temperatures of the city. Christmas Eve of course was the day that the temperature decided to heat up once again, leaving large puddles of melted snow scattering each street corner. Kiryu would have preferred a white Christmas for his first holiday celebration with Haruka, but she seemed to be just as happy with soggy socks.

"Did you know that penguins have to hold their eggs between their legs to keep them from touching the ice and freezing?" Haruka had been spouting interesting animal facts the whole way home. Kiryu didn't mind though. If there was ever a trivia night on random animal facts he would rest assured that he would win.

"I didn't know that either." Another big puddle. He pulled her in front of him again, holding her hand above her head like he was twirling a ballerina.

"Do you know any cool animal facts Ojisan?" Haruka tilted her head back to look up at him. He hummed for a moment. He never was too interested in facts-- and he never paid attention in school, so he wracked his brain for anything he could scramble up.

"Uhh... did you know that..." he looked up at the dimmed night sky and watched as his breath steamed in the air for a moment as he thought, "Did you know that an octopus has three hearts?" He finally offered. She gave him a surprised look.

"Really?" She asked.

"I heard about it somewhere. I don't know how true it is." He shrugged and scratched the side of his chin.

After a couple more minutes of leisurely strolling through late night Kamurocho, avoiding puddles and exchanging animal facts (though Haruka said most of them), their temporary, dingy apartment had finally come into view. As they approached the back alley, leading to the door another large puddle came into view, this time with no dry spots to go around on. Kiryu pulled Haruka in front of him, but this time he let go of her hand and grabbed her from under her arms. He safely picked her up and placed her at the other side of the puddle without ruining her boots and with a few giggles to go along with it. He just stepped over it semi-clumsily.

Once they were in the alleyway, something felt wrong though. He paused for a moment before moving towards the back of the building with Haruka. He couldn't understand why, but the underlying feeling of wrong itched at the back of his mind and brought goosebumps up to his skin. It was a familiar feeling at this point. By why would he be here on Christmas Eve--

"Ho ho ho!!" Kiryu tensed up at the sudden vocal intrusion of his alone time with Haruka. It seemed like the person speaking was trying to make their voice sound deeper than it is, but eventually settling on shrilling out their failed impression of Santa. Both Haruka and him turned. Kiryu wasn't even sure how he could still be surprised by the man anymore.

Behind him, standing in the puddle he and Haruka had just hurtled over, was Majima, dressed up in an ill-fitting dollar store Santa costume that sagged way too much around the belly area, included with a scratchy looking synthetic white beard and a stained Santa hat that looked like it had seen better days. His eyepatch also seemed to have been customized to have a snowflake design on it, but upon further inspection, it was clear to see that he had just hot glued a snowflake decoration to his usual eyepatch.

"Majima no-nii san--" Kiryu started, But Majima quickly interjected.

"Ah ah ah!! Not Majima," He scolded, "Santa Majima." He quickly corrected, gesturing towards his outfit.

"Santa Majima," Kiryu corrected, not liking the feel of that name on his tongue, but it earned him a pleased smile from the man in front of him, "What are you doing here?"

"Me? Oh, I just came to wish the lil' tyke merry Christmas." He kneeled down and smiled over at Haruka. Ever since Majima kidnapped her all that time ago, she had been a bit wary of the man. But after the shift of Majima hanging out around Kiryu more often without looking for a fight, she had grown much more used to him. Kiryu would even say that she liked him. "Merry Christmas Haru-Chan!"

"Merry Christmas Majima-Ojisan." She giggled from Kiryu’s side. Santa Mahima frowned.

"No, not Majima. Santa Majima!" He corrected with a pointed stroke of the synthetic beard. Kiryu flinched at the prospect of how much it must itch.

"Majima-Ojisan I know that's you--"

"Haw? Who's Majima? Wait are ya talking about that Majima? Goro Majima? That one-eyed freak is at the top of the naughty list ya'know!" Kiryu tsked at the loving nickname he gave himself, "You shouldn't fraternize with people on the naughty list Haru-Chan. It can ruin yer rep."

"Majima-Ojisan isn't on the naughty list! No way!" She quickly defended.

"I dunno kid-- the stuff he does seems like naughty list material to me." Haruka quickly shook her head.

"No! He may act all tough and fight a lot, but he's a super sweet person when you get to know him!" Haruka said with such confidence that it was almost as if she wasn't talking to the person she was talking about. Kiryu had to hold back a smile at that, and when he looked back at Santa Majima he could see a wobbly smile past that gross beard.

"Aw Haru-Chan... yer gonna make me cry." He stepped towards them, kneeling in front of her and bringing a hand up to ruffle her hair a bit. "You wouldn't wanna make me cry now would ya?" He pouted out his lip and looked up at her with feigned sad eyes. She giggled and shook her head. A smile returned to his face as quickly as it left.

"Good!" He stood up quick enough to give himself whiplash and turned towards the mouth of the alleyway, "Ey Twinkletoes! We have a gal on the nice list that's waiting patiently for her Christmas gifts! Will ya hurry it up!"

Upon Majima's request, a man dressed in a stereotypical elf costume, that looked suspiciously like Nishida, came scrambling into the back alleyway. He was holding way too many stuffed dolls for one man to carry all alone. Most of them looked like prizes from the UFO catcher at the arcade. Each stuffed doll had a little bow wrapped around some part of its body in an attempt to put some sort of wrapping on them. The stack had every color and size variety of every doll you could win.

Kiryu distantly wondered if Majima had won all of these by himself or if he had found out where to buy all of them. Kiryu couldn't imagine Majima spending his day mowing down cash on a UFO catcher in the arcade, but then again it was also very believable. The man was unpredictable

Kiryu glanced over at Haruka. Her face was covered in shock and she had that wonderful childlike wonderstruck look in her eyes at the pile of toys held in poor elf-Nishida's arms. Even if Kiryu had to deal with Majima's antics, that look on her face was worth it.

"All of those are for me Majima-Ojisan?" She seemed to be stuck in a permanent gasp. Majima didn't correct her this time. He only nodded.

"Of course. You were a really good gal this year, and good gals get good toys." He explained as if it was obvious. She smiled so brightly, Kiryu was sure he could see Majima's heart melting into a puddle on the pavement.

"Anaki..." Nishida piped up as he struggled to balance the weight of all of the stuffed toys in his arms.

"I'll grab some--" Kiryu offered, taking a step forward to grab some of the dolls, but was quickly interrupted by a sharp interjection from Majima.

"Kiryu-Chan, only elves can touch the presents." His tone was teasing, but his face was darkened and serious. Kiryu backed off and Nishida continued to struggle. "If you drop a single one of princes Haruka's presents Nishida, I swear ta God--"

"Why don't you come inside?" Kiryu quickly interrupted before Majima started slinging threats. Nishida quickly nodded.

Their gangly group made their way up the stairs and to the door of their apartment, and Kiryu quickly fished out his keys from the pocket of his jacket. Once produced he wasted no time opening the door wide for everyone to start filing in. Nishida looked like his arms were about to give out at any moment. Eventually, all four of them squeezed into the apartment's tiny half living room-half kitchen set up, and Nishida quickly got to work putting the dolls under the small Christmas tree set up they had going.

Haruka took off her jacket and handed it to Kiryu, who moved by habit and put her jacket on the coat rack near the door. He then kneeled down to her height and quickly unzipped her boots, helping her take off the soaked shoes one at a time. Majima, not wanting to just hang in the doorway and stare as they did their routine, quickly toed off his shoes and went to help Nishida with the presents. He helped the only way he could-- by barking orders as to how Nishida was meant to perfectly place each and every doll under the tree.

The tree wasn't the biggest, only standing about four and a half feet tall, and some of the synthetic branches seemed to be missing judging by the gaps in the tree's formation. It was heavily decorated to compensate for it. Two different kinds of strings of lights were wrapped around the outer layer of branches, one in a usual rainbow tint and the other in white color.

The ornaments that hung from the tree all seemed to be homemade. A lot of them made with varying colors of popsicle sticks hot glued together to make certain shapes. One a reindeer made from a formation of brown popsicle sticks and googly eyes, another a Christmas tree made from green sticks and little beads as ornaments. The only ornaments on the tree that weren't homemade were two Bun-chan decorations made from cheap plastic that seemed like a limited edition prize from the arcade. One was in the pink variety and the other in the yellow.

The look of it was so sickeningly domestic in Majima's opinion. He could imagine Kiryu bringing home an old battered Christmas tree he found on the street, then he and Haruka making do with what they have and turning it into their own. It brought a smile to his face.

"Put that one there, Twinkletoes. Hey!! Don't you fuckin' dare knock over that ornament that princess Haruka took so much time to make!" Majima growled, kneeling down to adjust a popsicle stick figure of Kiryu that Nishida had bumped into, complete with his signature outfit and a frown drawn on in sharpie.

"Majima no nii-san," Majima shot Kiryu a look over his shoulder when he was called the wrong name, but let him continue, "Would you and-- uh... your elf want some shortcake? I think there's enough for all four of us." He bought a small cake for Christmas this year since he expected it to just be him and Haruka. He neglected to remember that he had another person intruding in on his life nowadays.

"Sounds good Kiryu-Chan." Majima grinned. Nishida seemed to perk up at the invitation for cake, which made Majima quickly turn towards him and continue snapping orders.

Kiryu stepped into the kitchen half of the room and went to the fridge in search of the Christmas Cake. While he did that, Haruka made herself useful and began to sift through the rack of dining wear that sat on the kitchen countertop, pulling out four small plates and forks, as well as a knife to cut the cake with.

After a few moments of Kiryu cutting up the cake and Haruka carefully placing each piece on their own respective plate, they walked back over to the other half of the room balancing two plates in hand. Haruka made her way over to Nishida first and handed him his slice. Majima pouted out of view.

"Thank you, Nishida." She whispered over to him as she handed him his slice. If she spoke too loud and Majima heard, she was sure Nishida would receive worse than a threat. He gave a curt nod and a small smile before taking his cake from her. She then turned to Majima and handed him his own.

"Aw thank ya, Haru-Chan. This is why you're on the nice list." He cooed, one hand balancing the plate with almost masterful precision while the other reached over to pat her head.

Kiryu placed Haruka and his own slices on the kotatsu that sat largely in the middle of the room, allowing them the opportunity to warm their cold feet after dipping their toes in freezing puddles the whole evening. The four of them sat together, eating their cake in comfortable silence.

"Santa Majima, you want to know what me and Ojisan were talking about on our way home?" Haruka perked up, licking the remnants of vanilla frosting from her fork.

"Sure." Majima shrugged.

"We were talking about animal facts."

"Animal facts huh?"

"Yeah, but like weird ones. Did you know that an octopus has three hearts?" Haruka parroted what Kiryu had said earlier. Majima's face shifted into exaggerated surprise.

"Really?" His Kansai accent shone through as his voice pitched up, "I had no idea. What do ya think they need that many hearts for?" Haruka paused at the question, actually taking a moment to think about it.

"Maybe they need one to stay alive, and then the other two contain all their love." Majima laughed at that.

"That’s a lot of love to hold on to. What do you think they love so much that they'd need so many hearts?" Again, she paused, taking the opportunity to take a bite of her cake as she pondered.

"Maybe for their families? Or maybe even a lover? Do octopus have lovers?"

"I'm sure they do. It would be sad if they had all those hearts to store their love and they didn't have anyone to share it with." Kiryu’s pretty sure his teeth were rotting with how sweet this conversation was... or maybe it was the cake. He didn't miss Majima's subtle glances over at him during this conversation. He was sure the other man was purposefully seeking out a flush from him, and he was succeeding.

"True. If I had all those hearts filled with love, I would want to share it with Ojisan!" Scratch that, both of them were tyrants attempting to ruin his reputation. Majima looked over at Kiryu, holding his face in his hand as he leaned over on it.

"I'd want to share it with your Ojisan if I had those hearts too." God. Damn. Tyrants.

Kiryu cleared his throat when the heat over his cheeks became too unbearable for him to just sit there any longer. He ate the last bite of his cake and stood from his spot under the kotatsu. He did not miss the heat on his legs as much as he originally thought he would. At the moment he just wanted to cool down.

Haruka rushed and shoved the last few pieces of her cake into her mouth, earning her a quiet scold from Kiryu before he took her fork and plate. He then proceeded to take Majima and Nishida’s as well. He noticed that Nishida’s had been licked clean.

He quickly took their dishes and washed them off before returning to the other half of the living room. He noticed that Nishida seemed to be missing now, probably leaving by Majima's order. Majima now sat lounging under kotatsu across from Haruka, the two of them continuing to talk about octopus-- Majima beginning to go on a rant about the environment and octopus populations.

Haruka stayed as interested in the conversation as she could, but after a while, she let out a yawn and realized that it had gotten much harder to leave her eyes open. That's when Kiryu glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the room and realized that it was already 11:30.

"Haruka," He called, getting her and Majima's attention. Majima seemed huffy that his rant had been interrupted. "Don't you think you should head to bed? I know hanging out with Santa Majima is fun, but you don't want Mr.Santa to not come because you're up too late." Her eyes widened when he spoke as if she had forgotten that Santa was something she had to worry about entirely.

"Right!" She quickly scrambled up from the kotatsu, rubbing her eyes tiredly as she did. She paused for a moment before she went to get ready for bed. "Can I bring a doll to bed?" She pointed towards the pile of dolls beneath the tree.

"Of course." Kiryu stepped over to the tree and kneeled down beside it. He shifted through the dolls before settling on grabbing a stray Woo-Kun. He held it up. "How about this one?" She nodded and took the doll from his hands, squeezing it close in a hug.

"Why don't you say thank you to Santa Majima before you get ready for bed?" He added.

"Santa Majima-Ojisan, thank you so much for the gifts!" She exclaimed, turning to him. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him in a warm embrace. Majima tensed for a moment, not exactly expecting the affection. But, he quickly melted into it and hugged her back twice as tight.

"No problem princess Haruka-chan! I always go above and beyond for gals on the nice list." He hummed, ruffling up her hair a bit when they pulled apart. She gave him one last smile before turning and walking towards the door to her small room. Then it was just Majima and Kiryu.

"Where'd you get all of these?" Kiryu asked, squeezing at a particularly puffed up pink bun-chan.

"Earned them all with hard work and dedication! You'd be amazed at what I can do with a whole day and a shit ton of cash." Kiryu hummed.

"You didn't just mug a particularly lucky kid at the arcade?" He mused, crawling over on the floor to sit next to Majima. Majima placed a hand on his chest as if he was offended.

"How dare you accuse me of theft Kiryu-Chan! I earned every doll honestly I promise." He looked over at him and produced pinky between them, "Pinky promise." Kiryu rolled his eyes at the childish gesture. He hooked their pinkies together anyway, and with the new leverage, he pulled the other man closer. He went to lean in for a kiss but then paused when the synthetic beard tickled at his chin. He huffed and brought his other hand up to tug the gross costume piece beneath his chin before he collided their lips together in a swift kiss.

"Aren't you slick?" Majima hummed when they pulled apart, his hand pulling away to instead wrap his arms around Kiryu's neck.

"How do you wear that thing, it has to be itchy as hell." He gestured to the beard. Majima shrugged.

"Ya get used to it after a while. But I have a whole new appreciation for people that dress up as the big man." He sighed, ripping the garment off now that he didn't need it anymore... especially since it got in the way of his Kiryu kisses. He tugged Kiryu forward by the back of his neck and connected them in a kiss once more, this one lasting longer than the last. Kiryu wrapped his arms around the older man's waist and pulled him close.

"You know, she loves it when you hang out with her, Goro." Kiryu pulled away slightly to comment against his lips. A shiver ran down Majima's spine at the use of his first name. He ran his fingers through Kiryu’s hair and gently massaged the scalp, earning him a pleased hum in response.

"I know." He paused for a moment before sheepishly adding, "I'm glad." Kiryu smiled, connecting their lips once more. But soon their kissing session was interrupted by Haruka loudly clearing her throat.

"M' ready to go to bed Ojisan!" She called from her door frame, clutching the Woo-Kun doll so tightly to her side he looked like he could suffocate. She wore her new pajamas that were covered in tiny reindeer and carefully wrapped presents, and she rubbed her tired eyes before turning and walking back into the confines of her room. Kiryu turned to Majima once again, pressing their foreheads together for a moment and pressing one last short kiss on his lips before pulling away and standing up.

"I'll put her to bed and then I'll be back." He offered when Majima gave him a childish pout at his absence. "Maybe then Santa Majima can help Mr.Santa set up the presents, and then we can have some alone time." He said much quieter, making sure Haruka couldn't hear him.

"I like the sound of that." Majima leaned back and smirked up at the younger man, earning him an eye roll before he turned and headed towards Haruka's room.

As Majima sat there, toes being warmed by the kotatsu, Christmas lights reflecting on the ceiling above him, and the distant sound of Kiryu’s deep rumbling voice telling Haruka of all the wonders Mr.Santa was doing this Christmas night, he let out a small sigh at how domestic it all felt. It was sickeningly sweet, and yet he couldn't help but love it-- if he was allowed again, he would want to do this every year. The mental image of spending Christmas with Kiryu and Haruka, eating Christmas cake, and talking about octopi, all sounded delightful to him.

His train of thought was interrupted when Kiryu tip-toed out of Haruka's room, carefully closing the door behind him slow enough for it to not creak. Kiryu returned back to his side in a moment, pressing a kiss to his cheek and running his hand in the shaven undercut of his hair.

"Help me with the gifts will you?" He requested with a whisper. Majima nodded, and at that moment he realized this was going to be a long night. He wouldn't have it any other way.

#kazumaji #kazuma kiryu #goro majima #goro brain rot #comfort character #haruka sawamura #my writing #my fic #yakuza #fluff #domestic fluff #christmas #christmas fluff #nishida yakuza #santa majima #probably not too accurate to an actual japanese christmas but I tried

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itsybitsylemonsqueezy · 4 years ago

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Tachibana/Kiryu/Majima is a good ship and ur right and u should say it and always bring it up!!!!!!!! Also like same abt the crying abt Tachibana like lord. I get emotional thinking about him holding Kiryus hand ffs

Soft boys are too sofffftttt. 💕💕💕

And, since you have so kindly encouraged me, it’s OT3 time bitchesssss.

I’ve got a lot of feels about Kiryu and Majima being fated lovers, don’t get me wrong. And canon sure as fuck does too. (I find it constantly hilarious that they Won’t Say It’s Gay and then put Majima in every spinoff and in EVERY spinoff he’s in love with Kiryu. And also what if people asked Kiryu he’s gay sometimes and he just doesn’t answer??? And what if we tanked every het romance option Kiryu could ever have??? Like... canon ain’t saying it’s gay but they ain’t saying it’s NOT gay and I’m just. Y’all are... so much.)

See, I love Kiryu/Tachibana and Kiryu/Majima, both are so Satisfying. But, if I was going to write post-Zero fic with Tachibana alive, I was gonna have to choose whether I just ignore Majima entirely and pretend That wasn’t happening or, somehow, code Majima’s relationship with Kiryu another way and... I didn’t really want to do that either. They could of course be platonic soulmates, but now I have to do relationship balancing and intimacy issues and asdkfhfkjdsahfkjsd blahhhh... rough times. I didn’t like either of these options, but I love my boy. So, what to do?

Well, the old favorite for solving love triangles is a threeway. So I began to think... Kiryu has very obvious reasons for being in love with both of them (His type is: horrifically-powerful, secretly-good human being who is Absolutely Batshit. Fight me.) And they both have reasons for loving him. And that’s when it struck me... they love him for the same reasons.

You see, Kiryu is an impossible thing. He is a miracle-worker. He is strong, sure, and kind. He takes a licking and keeps on ticking, so to speak. And, what’s most damning for both Tachibana and Majima, while a lot of their goodness must be hidden or disguised, Kiryu’s is entirely out in the open. He’s like a creature of light standing alone in the darkness and these two shadow creatures cannot help wanting to cling to him. He offers safety and protection, in different ways. He is incorruptible, he is impossible and that gets both of them.

Now here you may notice that it’s a relatively exclusive group of people who are head-over-heels, madly in love with Kiryu. It’s just those two. Oh, everyone likes Kiryu, but to really be in love with him like that, you have to be crazy. Because Kiryu is crazy. It’s harder to spot, he’s not as flamboyant as Majima or as terrifying as Tachibana. But anyone who would take on the entire Tojo Clan single-handedly, anyone who would Turn Down the chairmanship for no other reason than he didn’t want it, anyone who would run away to Okinawa and start an orphanage without any fear of reprisal, anyone who just Does What They Want regardless of consequence or risk... is crazy. That’s what seduces Majima and Tachibana, the kindred they all share, they are fucking WILD for it. And Kiryu, lowkey, is wild for them too. They’re all like that, screw the consequences, I do what I think is right regardless. They’re all SO FUCKING HARD for that shit, I can’t even explain. So you don’t fall in love with Kiryu for the normal reasons one falls in love. You only fall in love one way and it is soul-wrenching and everlasting. It breaks you. So lots of people like Kiryu, but you gotta be crazy to walk the path he’s on.

And then I thought... wait if that’s what they love about Kiryu... then they would love that about each other. Each of them is crazy enough to be a good person. Each of them has had a shit start in life, has lost much, has had to build themselves up and survive. And each of them is so fucking ready to marry the first good person they see... there’s absolutely no reason why they wouldn’t all marry each other.

So, it’s obvious with Kiryu that he’s a good person. It’s harder with Majima and perhaps hardest of all with Tachibana. So it would take some time getting to know each other and trusting each other, but god, if you could do it...

And here’s where my boy comes in. Because he is good at reading people. And, even better, once Tachibana has decided something, it will happen. If he got one look, just one good look, at Majima, just for a minute... fate sealed. Because Majima is good at misdirection, he’s an excellent magician. He can keep your attention in the left corner pocket while he’s dallying with the right side and you wouldn’t know the difference until you lost. But anyone trying that hard to keep everyone away, anyone trying that hard not to be mistaken for a good person, is hiding something. Tachibana would spot that a mile off. And, lord, if he saw him just LOOK at Kiryu, even once. Done for. No questions. Tachibana knows that look inside and out.

Would he be jealous? Tachibana isn’t really possessive by nature. A great deal of his wealth and resources are used to support those that don’t have enough. Never being covetous is one of his precautions against becoming a greedy tyrant and antithetical to his aims. Tachibana would be an irredeemable monster if not for the fact that he never loses sight of what money is and what it isn’t. His ideas about the value of money extends to other things. He doesn’t think of Kiryu as ‘his.’ He adores Kiryu, cherishes him, and would protect him from any threat. But, part of his promise and his love for Kiryu is embedded in Kiryu... being Kiryu. Kiryu has to be free to be himself. Tachibana knows he would love him less if Kiryu stopped being Kiryu. So it doesn’t hurt him to see that someone else is interested in Kiryu, or KIryu is interested in them, on the contrary... Someone else being interested in Kiryu means something fascinating.

Because, as I’ve said, you gotta be crazy to love Kiryu. If you love him, then you know what he is. Tachibana can’t share Kiryu with anyone else by the simple fact that no one else knows what he is. But someone else being interested... that means someone else sees it. No, quite to the contrary, Tachibana wouldn’t be jealous, he’d be overjoyed. If you adore Kiryu, you can’t want to own him, you just want to be close to him, be part of his life, help him. And Majima... adores.

Majima, though. Majima barely thinks of himself as a person right now, much less worthy of having wants, much less worthy of Kiryu. He does want, terribly, he loves so badly all that Kiryu is and does. But if he saw, if he thought Kiryu was already with someone else, Majima would back away without a word. He was never worthy in the first place. And all that matters is if Kiryu’s happy. No reason to interject himself. So he’d be tricky if he thought he was competing or interfering with something established because he feels no right to his own desires. But Tachibana can work fast to counteract that, especially if he’s already decided Majima is going to be a part of this, and he most certainly has.

And then there’s Kiryu too. Kiryu who is entirely ignorant of his own role and position in life, but who greatly looks up to people who are strong and do good in spite of great difficulty. Kiryu thinks Tachibana is a god to have come from so little and built up so much, to be so powerful and yet so kind. He’s blown away by what Tachibana is and does and hardly feels like he has anything to measure up. And Majima, well. At first, Majima is annoying, fierce, brash. He’s fun to fight, because he’s so fucking strong, and that’s a little bit intoxicating if he’s honest. The way he feels seen by Majima sometimes just... it itches under his skin, if he’s perfectly honest. Makes him want... things. But it’s the first time Kiryu sees Majima, the first time he realizes that Majima’s been lying all along, the first time he gets just a glance at that tender heart, that’s the nail in the coffin. Kiryu can’t let that go no matter what. Knowing that Majima is doing all this shit just to protect himself, which Kiryu has wrong, but knowing that beneath Majima is... unbearably sweet and kind, would burst Kiryu’s heart. And he’d never understand why someone so deserving would feel so unentitled. Out of his own sheer kindness, Kiryu would insist on being nice to Majima, insist on showing Majima he was worth something because it would break his heart to think of Majima’s nonexistent self-esteem.

So out of profound mutual experience and values, they could be unstoppable. If given half a chance, they could rule Kamurocho from both legal and illegal business. A trifecta of CEO, chairman, and hand of the king. They’re all fucking nuts and they all get off on the fact that each other is the softest, kindest, strongest fuck. Just... I need a Minute.

#OT3 essay #Tachibana/Kiryu/Majima #it's a GREAT ship and I'm sad every damn day that there isn't more content #I didn't invent this ship so it could be mine #It is a gift for everyone to share ^^;#narutomaki

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radiikill · 4 years ago

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coffee shop daydream chapter 2

[AO3 Link: https://tinyurl.com/y5vdbp2p]

Mornings were the worst for Majima. He never got enough sleep and his job treated him like shit. It’s not that he hated the job. Construction management was easy and he got to fuck around with his other employees. Though, the big boss man was a pain in the ass.

Majima respected him some days, other days he just wanted him to get shot.

As a result, every morning Majima’s first thought was a big ‘fuck this.’ There were a few things that made his day better. Hanging out with his brother and sister, fighting with Kiryu-chan, and the batting cages.

Also, coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. He didn’t mean to become a regular at Café Alps. Honestly, they had the best coffee in Kamurocho. Which probably isn’t that great in the grand scheme of things since Kamurocho runs on alcohol and people’s misery.

But it was his city, so he has to enjoy it.

Becoming a regular at any business means you start to notice the other regulars around you. He was positive people noticed him, not that he cared. Most people knew not to pick a fight with him because of his outfits.

He noticed the creepy old man who ordered specifically from the female baristas. One time he had to step in because he was crossing way too many boundaries, which earned him a free coffee. There was also this little girl who always called him daddy despite his rebuttals. The mother would just laugh. Majima was just thankful she wasn’t creeped out. Of course, there were also a variety of college students. Sometimes they’re crying, some looked a little dead inside.

One was a little cute.

There was this girl who’d sit in the corner of the shop, short hair, usually wore neutral colors. She was consistently at Café Alps. He could usually tell when she was busy because she’d be surrounded by papers and flashcards. When she had free time she would be reading, her table clear except for her drink. So, Majima assumed she was an average hard-working college student. There were rare moments when he would see her falling asleep at the table. So, he’d order an extra coffee and kill some time to make sure she’d be fine.

Somedays he’ll come to Café Alps with Kiryu. People are always surprised by their friendship, but that’s just because they don’t get it. Majima likes to fight to relieve stress and he also likes to keep Kiryu on his toes. The man is naturally built for fighting though he doesn’t do it for fun. In Majima’s opinion, it would be a waste if someone like him lost their edge. So, Majima would surprise attack him. Always in public because fighting in a professional gym was boring. Then, when they’re done, they’ll hang out.

“Kiryu-chan,” he drawled out, “ya gotta care more for the environment.”

Kiryu gave him a look and sighed a little.

“I care, sometimes I just forget, also you shouldn’t attack people for not separating their garbage.”

“How can ya forget to separate yer fuckin’ garbage,” Majima responded, “it’s irresponsible, makes me wanna fight somebody.”

His eyes narrowed a bit at Kiryu. “Wanna go for another round?”

“I’d rather not,” Kiryu said, “can I just enjoy my coffee.”

“Don’t worry,” Majima said, “I don’t wanna get banned from this place. Also, I don’t wanna risk having to work with a broken rib again.”

His eye moved past Kiryu and looked towards the woman sitting behind him. The cute college girl was working at the table right behind Kiryu and looked focused on the book in front of her. Her face would scrunch up, and Majima assumed she was getting frustrated by whatever she read.

“What are you staring at,” Kiryu asked.

“Nothing,” Majima shrugged, “just thinking and shit.”

He didn’t bother telling Kiryu about the girl. Kiryu wasn’t the type to poke fun at him but it didn’t seem important enough to bring up.

His eye moved back towards the girl and ended up making direct eye contact. He noticed her eyes widen a little and her gaze immediately dropped back towards her book. She lifted it a little to cover her face; Majima had to hold back a chuckle, or else Kiryu would question him more.

‘How cute,’ he thought to himself.

Today, Kiryu was the one who invited Majima out for coffee. He felt like it had been a while since he paid for their coffee outings. Majima laughed at the thought of Kiryu wanting to treat his elder. Kiryu was a beast but he could be such a kid at times.

“Ah,” Kiryu said, “it’s busy today.”

It was around two in the afternoon, which made this rush surprising. He looked at the sign and saw that they were having a special this week.

“Look,” Majima said, “guess they’re havin’ a happy hour this week.”

“We can grab our drinks and then go to Earth Angel,” Kiryu said.

“Aw Kiryu-chan, I’m so glad you’re equally as fond of Mama-san.”

Earth Angel was one of their favorite bars to go to in the Champion District. Mama-san was the owner and had a soft spot for the two men. Though, Majima was positive she had a crush on Kiryu. She made it painfully obvious, Kiryu was either too dense or too nice to comment.

“OI, Majima!.” The yell interrupted their conversation, but Majima would recognize that voice anywhere. He looked for the source and found the big man sitting in the corner, right next to the cute college girl.

‘Interesting,’ he thought to himself. The two of them looked hilarious together. The girl was so tiny compared to Saejima. Also, his kyoudai’s thick jacket made him look even bigger. Saejima gave him a small wave, which he returned and started to walk towards him. The girl looked surprised, looked back towards her book, and seemed to be whispering something to Saejima.

“Kyoudai,” he said, “I thought ya hated coffee?”

“I do,” Saejima responded, “but I was starting to hate the library more.”

“Ah, still studyin’ hard.” Majima gave Saejima a mock salute. He then switched his gaze from Saejima to the girl next to him.

“Ya didn’t tell me ya got a friend,” Majima said. He looked directly at the girl, realizing that she was way smaller up close. She looked up towards him and gave a small smile.

“Yeah, yeah, I don’t gotta tell you everything.”

“Hi,” she said, “I’m Makoto Makimura, just call me Makoto. I usually study with Saejima on campus.”

“Pleasure to meet ya Makoto, I’m Goro Majima. I’m honestly surprised Saejima’s friends with ya.”

“I get that a lot,” she laughed, “but Saejima’s been nice, he’s a great person to study with.”

“That’s surprising,” Majima said, earning a glare from Saejima.

“My brother is an A-plus asshole Makoto.” The comment made Makoto laugh.

“Brother?” she said, “You never told me you had a brother,”

“You never asked.”

“Technically not blood related,” Majima said, “not like we give a shit tho, family is family.”

“That’s really nice,” Makoto said, her eyes softening.

Majima could tell that this girl was sweet. Though he joked about their friendship, he can see why they’d get along. Saejima is practically a teddy bear once you get to know him. Makoto seemed to show it no boundaries. He also really liked the sound of her laugh; it was a shame he couldn’t stay longer.

Majima looked back towards Kiryu, realizing that he was ordering their drinks already. There still wasn’t room to sit so they’d have to go to Earth Angel. He knew he couldn’t sit with the pair and interrupt their studying, especially if Saejima was working.

“Well, it was nice meeting ya Makoto,” Majima said. He smiled at her, and he didn’t fail to notice the small blush forming on her face. “It’s a shame I gotta go so soon, but can’t keep my friend waitin,” he motioned toward Kiryu.

“And you,” he looked at Saejima, “I’ll see you home.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Saejima said waving him off.

“Awright, see ya,” he looked back towards Makoto, giving a small wink, “I’ll talk to ya later.”

“Oh!” Makoto said, “S-sure, I’d like that.” Saejima rolled his eyes.

Majima felt fucking giddy as he walked back towards Kiryu. He is grateful the world is small enough to cause such an interesting change of pace. Kiryu looked at him like he was crazy since he was grinning like a madman.

“Thanks for ordering for me Kiryu-chan,” he laughed.

“Who was that?”

“My kyoudai and his friend.”

“You look entertained.”

Majima just responded with another laugh and slapped Kiryu on his back.

#majimako #majima x makoto #majima goro #makoto makimura #yakuza

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zendozebra · 6 years ago

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All the Time in the World Chapter 13

Midoriya was nervous. Sure, he wasn’t as nervous as he had been on his first date with Mina, but he was still a nervous creature. It runs in the family, if his mother was any indication. Every family has some sort of shared trait, like Asui’s bluntness and Kacchan’s temper. Even Kokiri-san told him that he gets his bad memory from his mother. But, he has to “tough it out”, as Kokiri-san would tell him. They leave for the training camp in just a few days, and he wouldn’t get much time to spend with Mina once they left. That meant this would be their last date before camp started, and they wouldn’t get to spend much time together between all of the training they’ll be doing.

Plus, Aizawa-sensei told the class that Kokiri-san won’t be joining the class during their time at the camp, so Izuku won’t have to worry about any tricks during his training. He’ll be able to focus and take his training seriously, instead of keeping an eye out for a flying fish that ends up smacking him in the face. While Kokiri-san laughs at him. Really hard, for like an hour. That day was really weird.

“Alright, I’m back! Hope you like strawberry!” Izuku smiled when Mina put down their milkshakes. This is a shake shop she’d been going to since she was younger, and probably knew the menu better than she knew her school schedule. She knew that he got anxious when he went to new places, so she’d offered to order for them while he found them a place to sit. She herself had gotten something called a grasshopper shake, which she seemed to like. He was happy with strawberry, but he was relieved that she hadn’t order something new and ended up not liking it.

“Oh no, we forgot to make a toast, dangit!” Mina yelled out, starting to frantically look around for something, anything to dedicate their meal to. That was one of her weird little habits, every meal needs to celebrate something. Their first dinner was dedicated to, obviously, their first dinner. Their second date, when they went out to lunch at a small cafe, was dedicated to that cute cat they passed on their way to the cafe. Izuku thought it was adorable, and he always played along because it was something small that made her happy, and he loved seeing that goofy smile on her face and her bright eyes whenever they clinked their glasses together.

“Oh, I got it! Cheers to Iida not-killing Majima-sensei!” That had been a hot topic at school after the exams were over. A few of the students from both classes had been watching the recordings of each exam, and that moment had been pretty popular amongst both 1-A and 1-B. Well, that, and Izuku and Kacchan’s defeat of All Might at the end of the exams. He remembered Iida feeling absolutely terrible after the exam, even though he’d passed with almost flying colors. His essentially lethal attack on their teacher docked them a few points. Iida thought it was a punishment given by Nezu, but Izuku thought it was probably Kokiri-san being bitter.

“Oh, hey, what do you think Majima-sensei is up to now? He couldn’t supervise our study session today because he said he was busy, but did he tell you what he was up to?”

“Oh, he said he wanted to meet up with an old friend of his, so they could gather some information for Nezu-sensei.”

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This ought to be easy. Just knock on the door and tell them you want to talk to the boss. He’s done it a thousand times, even a few with this boss in particular. True, that was back when Time Enough was one of the most wanted support villains. Man, the shit he helped to pull off were fuckin legendary. Maybe that was why Nezu set him up to this. He knew all about Majima’s past and all of the connections he used to have, so that’s what was probably going on. Plus, it’s a good thing he managed to find his old costume in his storage locker over in Osaka. It looked almost exactly the same as his hero costume, but with an oni mask instead of a bear, and he wore a red outfit underneath instead of black. It’s weird, he remembered this outfit looking much cooler when he was younger, but now it just looks kinda dumb. Oh god, he really is getting old, isn’t he?

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door, watching a slot open up at he saw a pair of red eyes. “What do you want?” Well that was rude, he’d have to get used to that again.

“I’m here to talk to Iwasaki. Tell ‘im Majima is here to see him.” That oughta work, not a whole lot of people forget him and his dumb bullshit. The guy closed the slot and didn’t come back for a few minutes.

“Boss doesn’t know anyone named Majima, get lost.” Excuse me, what? That’s not good.

“Son of a bitch. Tell him it's Time Enough, and he’ll let me in if he knows what’s good for him.” The man raised an eyebrow and closed the slot again. Seriously, it’s like his entire reputation just evaporated over the last 20 years. Sure, he was out of the game for a while, but all of the shit he’s done should be able to get him further than the front fucking door.

Said door was thrown open when Iwasaki himself appeared like a crazed madman, standing there with wide eyes. His breath was ragged, and he looked far older than when they’d last seen each other. He’d gained quite a bit of weight too, and he didn’t carry it well. Eugh. “Ma-Majima-sama. What are- You’re here?” There we go, that’s more like it. Seems like Iwasaki thinks he’s pissed him off, let’s roll with that.

“Well, I’m just going around, you know, visiting some old… Friends. I just came back from visiting Murata. It was a fun visit, very nice, he even had one of his guys waiting for me at the door, just to make sure I felt welcome.” There we go, the fat bastard took the hint and let him into the office, where his grunts were sitting around watching tv or playing cards. They weren’t villains, just your average small-time criminals, so he can imagine their confusion when their boss, blubbering like a fool, led a tall man into their base, dressed very obviously like a villain.

“If you’ll follow me, Time-sama, I can lead you to my office. We can discuss business as much as we want once we’re there. I have the whole room sound-proofed for our privacy.”

Instead of doing that, Majima grabbed a chair at one of the card tables, this one being used for blackjack. That’s good, he hadn’t played a set in years, let’s see if that old Majima luck could still come into play. “Nah, I’m not really concerned about privacy, we can talk here. I want to play.” He through some coins into the small pot at the center of the table, throwing a nod to the dealer, who took the hint and dealt him a hand. A glance from the corner of his eye showed him that Iwasaki grew even more nervous, but didn’t argue with him.

“What is it I can do for you, sir?”

“I’m looking for a broker, one who’s better than you or any of your guys, and you’re gonna point me in his direction. Once you do, I’ll put your lack of hospitality to the side, pretend like it never happened, and I’ll be on my merry way. Easy as that, I’m not asking for much.”

“Of course, sir, we can work out payment as soon as we find who you’r-”

“Hey, oh, woah, woah, hey, hold it right there. Payment? What exactly would I be paying you for?”

“Well, the standard fees for information collection, plus a price adjustment depending on who ex-”

“You seem to have forgotten just who exactly is in charge here, Iwasaki. Remind me, who gave you your first set of recruits? I had even given you some of my best men. I treated you very fairly, I thought, and when I stop by to check in on one of my favorite pet projects, you’re gonna tell me that I have to pay?”

“Sir, you told me that I have to charge everyone, no matter how high profile they are.” There was a beat of silence, about thirty seconds, where Majima just stared at Iwasaki from behind his demonic mask, before he slapped the man hard enough to knock his glasses to the ground. He cleared his throat, glancing around the room while Iwasaki picked up his glasses.

“I’m looking for a guy, goes by Giran, and you’re going to tell me where he is or I will rain hell on you for all of time. And no one you run to, be they heroes or villains, will be able to save you from me, not even that Watcher guy those UA chuckle-fucks have been trying to threaten me with.” Iwasaki gave him an odd look, one of confusion. Good, that’s what we’re going for. “The fuck is that face for, boy? You got a problem with me, you fuckin’ say it. We’re men here, now act like it.”

“I’m sorry sir, but I was under the impression that you were the Watcher.” Perfect, time to fix that shit mistake that Nezu made by posting his alias and quirk up on the official UA website.

“Excuse me?” Majima stood up, turning to Iwasaki and grabbing the man’s hair, slamming his head onto the blackjack table. The money pot tipped over, spilling coins and bills onto the table. Everyone in the room All of the goons watched this man brutalize their boss while he begged for forgiveness. “You really have forgotten who the fuck I am, boy. Time Enough is immortal, a fucking GOD, and there is no one who can ever be what I am, no matter what quirk they have, or how much they fucking try! You think you’re funny, a fucking comedian? Then get some better shit, boy, cause I’m not laughing buddy. Am I? AM I?!”

There we go, Iwasaki was now crying like a newborn, snot and tears were flowing from his face and onto the table, all of his men standing around him and freaking out. They watched their boss cry out as Majima ground his face into the table, but one of them seemed to have a bit more courage than the rest. He grabbed Majima from behind, going to throw this stranger off of his boss, but the time stopper did what he does before he got the chance. Majima walked around the room, checking everyone’s pockets until he found a switchblade, using it to cut the fool’s fingertips, keeping them small but deep. Then, he used the blade to carve ‘FOOL’ into the man’s forehead, snapping his fingers and watching the man double over from the sudden burst of pain.

Majima looked at the knife in his hand, wiping it off on his cloak and tossing it back to its owner, who was surprised when they realized it was theirs. He grabbed the back of Iwasaki’s jacket, dragging him out of the room and towards where he assumed his office was. He dropped him and moved behind the desk, sitting in the chair and folding his arms as he watched the disgusting excuse for a man pick himself up, staring cowardly up at the time stopper in front of him.

“Now, I believe that you were going to tell me where I can find Giran, ain’t that right?”

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Next chapter is going to have a ton of action, as well as reveal a lot of secrets and offer a ton of answers. I’ve been taking extra time to make sure that it is detailed, as well as easy to understand. As an aside, I have plans for future plots, but I wanted to ask a question- Would you like to see Majima take on an apprentice, and if so, who would you like him to train?

Also, an apology to Entomoid, because I completely forgot that Koda Koji was supposed to be a rock monster or something. His design tends to blend in with the six-armed Shoji and the pink-skinned Ashido. So, as an apology, a quick omake-

Majima’s neck was still stiff from Iida’s kick earlier, so he was trying to ignore the pain as he walked into his office. Seriously, why’d he have to go sober again? He’d kill for some vodka right about now. Maybe he could cheat, he might still have some smirnoff in his des-

“Oh, shit, what are you doing here? School’s over, kid, what’s keeping ya?” He didn’t mean to scare Koda, but the kid jumped almost 5 feet in the air, spinning around and flailing his arms around wildly. Wait, no, that was sign language, wasn’t it? The fuck was he saying, forgot bag? Oh, yeah, that reminds him.

“Your bag is under my desk, kid, I noticed that you left it here when the academic portions of your exams were over.” Koda gave him an odd look, before signing something to him.

‘You know sign?’

“Yeah, just a bit though. Ueno, the gun runner I talk about from time to time? He had a quirk that enhanced his hearing, which didn’t really mesh too well with all those guns he spent his time around. He went deaf about two years after I met him, and I worked with him long enough after that I picked up some bits here and there. The only sentence I know by heart is, ‘They got the money, go get the product.’ Saw that one almost every day, got used to it real quick.”

‘Is Ueno-san still a gunrunner, sensei?’

“Nah, he died about… I wanna say, 30 years ago? I visit his sons now and again, they keep his business running. Now here,” He threw Koda his bag, “Get out of my office, and congrats on passing the practicals. Yamada’s voice isn’t easily overcome. Oh, and good work on getting over that fear of bugs, those things aren’t too easy on the eyes.” Majima looked at his desk, waited a second, then stopped time. Now that he wouldn’t embarrass the kid, he looked over at Koda, seeing a small, proud smile on his face. That’s good, kid deserves the praise for this one. He snapped again, watching the kid leave before opening his wallet. He’s got a few bills, he’ll just settle for a soda from the vending machine down the hall.

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Yakuza 0

Sometimes a series exists on the periphery without being able to engage a certain audience. Despite being full of things that a person might like, be it intrigue or strong characters which challenge stereotypes or even just good old-fashioned dumb fun, something about it just won't grab the part of the brain that says, hey, set some time aside and enjoy this! Breaking Bad occupied this space in the part of my brain reserved for TV shows; even though the basis of the show checks every box I would want to see in a series, there's something about it that just pushes me away time and time again. At this point, it could just be the immense amount of hours that would have to be dedicated to it, and the fandom that would need to be fought off to talk candidly about it. Ultimately, though, a large part of the issue is that the zeitgeist surrounding the show has vanished. There are still plenty of people who think highly of it, but the frantic fan fervor surrounding it has come and gone.

Enter Yakuza 0. This series has existed since 2005, and as soon as it began to pick up steam in the West it has surfaced in one way or another with a very dedicated playerbase pushing for its release. Though the releases that have come to the west started out very questionably, the localization eventually found its footing and ditched English voice actors for a subtitled Japanese-only audio track. With that, the quality of the story seemed to soar and the people who loved Yakuza really loved Yakuza. A gritty crime drama full of double-crosses and intrigue, betrayal, violence and a healthy injection of Japanese culture set in a lovingly-rendered and small-scale city block; with a description like that, who could resist?

Unfortunately, me. Even though Yakuza sounds like precisely the sort of game I'd love, so much about it pushed me away. By the time it was feasible for me to acquire a copy of Yakuza in a timely manner, it had already had three prior entries. Start a series on the fourth game? No, ma'am! What about all of that rich characterization I was missing in the previous games? The hundreds of hours of ups and downs, tears, laughter, blood and sweat of our beloved cast of intrepid well-meaning criminals and their companions? Simply unthinkable.

When Yakuza 0 released in the west, it was on a wave of red-hot fans clamouring for a regular release schedule for the series. It came in hot, aided by the cheerleading of several industry figures I followed and respected very much (what's good Austin walker!), and it posed itself as a no-experience-necessary entry point to a series that had become daunting to approach in any other manner. With a few videos of breakdancing mafioso-types and some gratuitous violence, Yakuza 0 had grabbed me with its clammy hands, looked into my eyes, and ignited a fire in my loins that would make the bravest firefighter think twice about their line of work.

Starting with a loan collection spearheaded by a young Kiryu Kazama, Yakuza 0 quickly sees things go south for who would become our main man in the series. Kiryu's mark turns up dead by way of hot lead to the brain, he was the last one known to have seen the man, and on top of that the murder draws attention to a heretofore unknown piece of land that stands to dismantle a carefully-constructed real estate takeover. As a greenhorn in the yakuza, he makes an easy target for three lieutenants vying for position inside of the clan. Refusing to bend to their will begins the tale of the Dragon of Dojima's rise from lowly recruit to legend within the organisation. Parallel but in tandem with Kiryu's situation is Goro Majima, a disgraced ex-yakuza whose existence has been relegated to brown-nosing and shoe-kissing until his untold crime has been atoned for. Together, they rattle the chain of the yakuza and cement their standing.

Before you can dismantle a clan from the inside, though, you have to get used to the lifestyle. Yakuza 0 revels in its setting, filling the city of Kamurocho with bright lights and crowds and attractions galore. Despite being a PS3 game ported to the PS4, its density of crowds and detail is impressive. Trading pure scale for intimacy and detail, walking the city streets inspires a sort of awe for the times. There are restaurants of every corner, people soliciting you from doorsteps and crowds getting in your way. Even walking is a struggle as you bump and bounce off of the people strolling up and down the streets. The economic bubble of the times is played up and the revelry can be felt from the non-stop noise to the random bar hoppers you can find stumbling around and puking in alleyways. While the framerate isn't always very happy with this attention to detail, a few hours of adjustment will make it all worth it.

Yakuza 0 affords a special spotlight for the interactions between Kiryu and his friends and rivals, however. The three lieutenants who stand in Kiryu's way as he attempts to clear his name are imposing figures, despite mostly operating from the shadows. Their faces are rendered in face-punchingly beautiful detail, every crow's foot and furrow present during close-ups and fights. With such expressive and detailed faces, it makes it incredibly easy to get lost in the situations they present to Kiryu as he fights his way through his predicaments.

On that note, fight you do! At such a young age, we get to see Kiryu at his meanest and most impulsive, and Majima as he falls back into his scrappy ways. The game starts with two beatings, one of a group of hooligans and one of a couple of (presumably) innocent drunks. As you fight, your fists glow with intensity, called Heat, and you can use it to unleash brutal power moves. Combat itself is a basic brawler with simple punches, kicks and grabs at your disposal supplemented by the ability to pick up and swing a variety of environmental items. You can brandish bats, swords, trash cans and benches, motorbikes and a number of other ridiculous objects as you throw down in the streets. The Heat moves are what serves to make the combat stand out, however. Frankly, they're just rude. Slamming heads in car doors, shaking salt into eyeballs, throwing people into rivers, breaking arms and legs and smashing faces into brick walls all while yen explodes out of the poor souls caught between your knuckles and the ground makes for an empowering (and sometimes revolting) combat system.

Majima and Kiryu are capable of more than just busting skulls, though, as good as they are at it. Between story missions and fist fights are a staggering amount of side quests. Some are happened upon by accident, some are brought on by intentionally seeking things out, but all of them are worth at least a smile and many more are worth some genuine laughter. A big thumbs up goes out to the localization team, of course, but the bulk of the work must have been done by the original writers. Though this game has such a self-serious and intense story, the side quests offer a reprieve from the emotional tax that the main story levies from the player. In the span of an hour, you can go from helping break up a panty-selling ring to break-dancing with a world-famous pop star to helping a reporter infiltrate a weapons-trading ring to helping a poor soul sell some mushrooms. No, like mushrooms. Like really mushrooms. Actual cooking mushrooms. Majima and Kiryu, who are generally straightforward and ambitious characters, are given a chance to revel in silliness and break character in a way that lets both the players and the story have room to breathe and decompress between intense beats.

As fun as the world is to exist in and as well-detailed as the city is, it can sometimes lead to disappointment. There is so much to see that there's a compulsion to attempt to take part in everything, which often leads to a feeling of having hit a dead end. The mini-map and map denote which buildings have interactions built into them, but visually there are almost no differences between buildings which house a minigame or unique characters and buildings that are simply set dressing. Without a clear visual tell, it can lead to situations where an NPC asking for your business is nothing more than audiovisual noise, rather than the potential sidequest or event that they seemed to be setting themselves up as. Even towards the end of the game, I was hoping for more of the city of open itself up to me, in density rather than pure size. Unfortunately the two playable areas don't change very much, aside from the occasional story beat forcing the player down a predetermined path. The city feels more alive than most open worlds accomplish in their entire maps, but it can often lead to disappointment when trying to enjoy the area.

The biggest issue with the game is how ancillary Majima's story feels in comparison to Kiryu's. Kiryu serves as the driving force and heart of the game, being the central figure that the Yakuza are trying to track down and the de-facto lead of the series. He is driven, determined, and unafraid of the threats on his life in a way that gives his story an almost unstoppable sense of momentum. Majima, on the other hand, feels as if he's constantly being played by other forces in the story. While he is a far cry from Kiryu in the sense that he's more willing to get his hands dirty and engage in foul play, his character feels somewhat caught in the currents of the story instead of a force shaping the events. While Majima's story is well-written, I found myself dying to get back to Kiryu nearly every time Majima came into play. There is plenty of ridiculousness to be had with Majima and Osaka is a fun playground to exist in, but without a connection to him I found myself more curious about the opposing half of the story. This may come own to preference, but Kiryu's story felt the stronger of the two by a significant margin.

After years and years of holding out on the series, Yakuza 0 feels like the perfect point for newcomers to jump in. Even though it's full of nods to the later games (even as a newcomer, they feel fairly obvious), none of it feels obtuse or played up in such a way that new players will feel left out. Kiryu and Majima are introduced and set up with lots of room to grow, and indeed do change and adapt over the course of the game. While anyone with knowledge of later games will have a decent idea of where things will end, the journey of getting to that point is consistently gripping and dripping with dramatic tension that few other games even approach. The city clocks of Kamurocho and Osaka make for very beautiful and intricate locales, even if they do sometimes feel slightly restricted. For lovers of crime dramas and brawlers, for those who can sink into a well-realized space and everyone who loves Japanese culture and history, Yakuza 0 is a treat.

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