He walks into the living room to see a switch game pulled up onto the big screen currently paused, and Nishikage and Ichihoshi playing a game of cat and mouse around the couch. He thinks about all the teasing Haizaki’s gotten from his teammates back at Seishou over his “”crush””, and thinks they might be onto something. There’s another voice, laughing in a way that’s warm like the light of a summer sun, and Haizaki finds himself walking towards it before consciously thinking about it. Not even two minutes later there’s a yell of ‘you!!’ and an absolutely girlie scream of fear in response. It’s another 5 minutes of people approaching to see what’s going on, seeing the messages and laughing, and then more people repeating the process before Nishikage stands up and leaves, citing ‘someone he needs to talk to’. “They’re not even that big…” Nishikage bemoans, and Haizaki chokes on his laughter. ![]() “Yeah, put those fuckin yaoi hands to use!!” says another, with a tiny drawing of that dog plushie, complete with Ichihoshi’s hairstyle. “Nishikage, please deal with the consequences of your actions!!!” says one, written in Asuto’s handwriting. Looking closer, Haizaki spots arrows drawin in sharpie pointing to the offending piece, and messages drawn on the table. He sees the broken table, and the snapped off part is placed on top. “Yaoi hands…” he giggles out, and Haizaki sprints towards the two because what in the actual shit? Besides him, Nosaka’s doubled over with laughter, hand slapped over his mouth. Him and the others waddle into the dining room to see Nishikage sat in a chair, head in his hands as he stares at the table he broke earlier today. And fuck, if Haizaki isn’t curious now too. “Nishikage, you have to see this.” Nosaka wheezes out, and his face is bright red as he drags Nishikage along, the other following along in confusion.ĥ seconds later, there’s a strangled yell from Nishikage himself, and Nosaka howls with laughter. Seconds later, Nosaka sprints back into the room with speed to make even Asuto green with envy, breathlessly tugging Nishikage towards the door. He’s stopped from violence by a shout from Nosaka in the kitchen, and everyone’s heads snap up as if hearing a gunshot. Hiroto snorts in response, and that good old knuckle sandwich Haizaki’s thinking of serving looks real fuckin’ tasty right now. There’s neither hair nor hide of Asuto or even the feral rat that Ichihoshi has now devolved into, and Haizaki tchs to himself. He even manages to ignore Hiroto’s jab of ‘heh, looking for your boyfriend?’ in favour of cintuining to look for Asuto, and Hiroto owes him one for the nose job he didn’t just get. Haizaki tunes out the argument between Goujin and Kozoumaru, eyes scanning the room for a particular flighty boy. “Listen, all I’m saying is, if we handed a monkey a gun and let it loose-” Practice ends, and Inazuma Japan filters back out into the common space. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 64463 Chapters: 10/? Comments: 40 Kudos: 131 Bookmarks: 17 Hits: 3361
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