towerofanimus | ( 1st banana peel ✘ intro )

Characters: fudou akio (

benchguin)
Setting: floor 14 - media room OR some hallway
Format: can be whatever!
Summary: fudou wakes up after his joyous arrival and does his thing.
Warnings: jerk being a jerk, but that's about it.

[ OPTION A: media room ]

[ Like all newcomers, rather than feeling welcomed, they felt other mix of emotions instead and wow, were these tights hella ugly. (Not even someone with bad fashion sense like Fudou would wear it. Thank god). Finding his soccer uniform in his designated trunk, he immediately changed and set off to recon this shithole he was spirited away to. And he wasn't happy while doing it. So unhappy, it was bound to affect his choice of wording more than it usually did, and while he peeked into the media room to see the back of a person casually doing their thing, he did just that.

Look at that loser. Happily playing games and listening to music like they had no care in the world. Didn't they have any sense of dignity? Only losers gave up their situation to do whatever they wanted. The type he hated the most. ]

Must be nice, relaxing and (watching TV/playing games/etc.) all day. Guess you must really like it here.

[ OPTION B: some hallway ]

[ If one happened to walk around some hallway during the right time, they will hear strange thumping sounds against the walls. And it sounded like it was on the move. The noise resonates closer and closer until:

ONE: You don't care cause you happen to be an idiot so you keep walking until a soccer ball hits you right in the face. Or the groin, or whatever destiny chooses. If you expect an apology, you won't get any... In the sincere form, anyway.

TWO: Congratulations! You intercepted the ball at some point and in some way! Looks like you have some kind of skill at least. He applauds your greatness. Only not, cause you're rude to interrupt his training, how dare you. God bless whatever direction this choice goes for the two of them...

THREE: ??? For the possibility of something else occurring... ]

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[ Do that Kidou, and Fudou goes airborn - jumping just in time to keep the ball in the air and out of Kidou's reach. ]

Don't think you can stop me with just that, Kidou!

[He smirks and gets back on his feet almost as quickly as he was on his butt.

Then, he runs after Fudou for a charge, hitting his shoulder against Fudou's (sucks when you have no stealing hissatsu and have to use your quick mind and body)]

Don't worry, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.

Heh.

[ They end up clashing in a match of endurance as he roughly bumps against Kidou's shoulder with his own.

Show him what you got, Goggles. ]

[He keeps this up with Fudou, not letting himself get pushed back so easily.

And keeping an eye on the ball, he makes a cut for it once he's found the chance]

[ Don't get cocky just cause you got the ball once!

Fudou jerks around in the other direction and marks Kidou as he attempts to block off his path. ]

[He's going to try to keep possession of that ball, attempting to weave around Fudou with it using some of those ballet moves he learned in the Italy match]

[ Pretty princess ballet can't help you now, Kidou. And they keep up their little match until both end up on the ground, breathing heavily as a result of the excess running. ]

[He lies there for a few more minutes, catching his breath. It's been forever since he's been able to play with someone like this... it was a nice change of pace.

Slowly, he sits up and wipes the sweat off his forehead.]

Still believe I've forgotten how to play, Fudou? [He smirks at the other boy.]

Hmph. You haven't been slacking off, I'll give you that.

[ Fudou stands up and gives the ball a swift nudge, making it fly and plot right into his hands. He then bends his neck to smooth out the remaining sores and glances at Kidou out of the corner of his eye. ]

There's something I want to know.

[He stands up himself and brushes his shorts off.]

What is it?

That hissatsu... did we complete it?

[He smiles.]

With the help of Sakuma, we were able to make it into a very powerful technique.

[ ...Sakuma? That guy was involved too?

Having his question answered, he tucked the ball under his arm and quietly walked off. Just like he'd always done. ]

...Fudou? [He's going to follow after, a little curious as to why Fudou just left like that... ~~was he jelly because sakuma wedged his way into his and kidous special technique of ~*rabu*~~~]

[ ~~I'm going to strangle you, Blake.~~

After walking a few paces, Fudou stops and looks back at Kidou, clearly annoyed at being followed. Does that guy not know when a conversation is over?? ]

What, you got more business with me?

[~~he is jealous, isn't he?? he's craving kidou's mcnuggies and wants them all to himself~~

He stops walking and stares at the other for a moment.]

No, that's not it.. [You just kind of left after hearing that pretty abruptly so he thought you were mad or something... but giving it another thought, he realizes that Fudou's probably just being his jerk self again.]

... Nevermind, I'll see you around.

[ ~~BARFS ON YOU!~~ But yes, it was Fudou being the jerky socialist he always is. Surprise, surprise.

Still not in the mood to reply verbally, he merely lifts up a hand halfway before walking off to his room. ]

( 1st banana peel ✘ intro )

THEN JUST STOP TAGGING ME TBH

THAT'S JUST WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO

OF COURSE IT IS

WHICH MEANS I'M GOING TO TAG YOU BECAUSE YOU DONT WANT ME TO

YOU'RE SO PA I WANT TO BARF

NO YOU ARE???? YOU BETTER NOT BARF LOSER X(

B A R F S

G R O S S CLEAN THAT UP MISSY!!!

n o

wow fucking rude!!!! some kind of best friendou you are X(

sorry, guess you didn't read the best friendou contract carefully

ew i'm going to rip that contract up tbh

it's a contract for life tho

oh no.....

yep, so too bad too sad

X(

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