[Script Log] Akutsu, Osamu

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Date: Thursday, December 6
Rating: PG-13 (swearing)
Summary: Starts after the two knock the shit out of each other. Osamu wants Akutsu to listen to him, Akutsu basically says 'fuck that,' and no one is really happy. Akutsu Yuuki is briefly mentioned... somewhere.



Osamu: *rolls over onto his back, sprawled out on the floor. He's panting and oh boy, royally messed up* Truce, truce! *glad he took off his designer coat before jumping into the fire*

Akutsu: *snorts, rubs a healing split lip with the side of his hand, sprawled and sitting on the floor not far away* That all you can take, Pidgeon?

Osamu: *irritated* *rolls heavily onto his side and gives Akutsu a dry look* In case y'fergot, not ev'ryone has healin' fuckin' powers like you. An' y'BIT ME. Twice!

Akutsu: *snort* So the fuck what? Told ya I wasn't holdin' back. Lucky I didn't just snap your fucking arm off. *licks an abrasion on his forearm*

Osamu: Man. Surprised y'ain't no cannibal. *grumbles to himself as gingerly stands, slowing heading for his discarded coat* *takes the file under the coat and once he's close enough, tosses it to Akutsu* But y'beat me so here it is. *knees give out and he plops to the floor on his butt*

Akutsu: *snatches the file and gives Osamu a 'no shit' look* Woulda hurt less to just fuckin' give it to me. Dumbass. *thumbs it open, scanning the pages* ...Who the fuck is Akutsu Yuuki?

Osamu: Dunno. Thought she was yer mum since y'both got the same family name. But y'say y'ain't got no mum.

Akutsu: *growls and flips the scant few pages in the file, reading* I don't remember my mother. Why the hell would I be lookin' for some chick I don't remember? And who's this Shiiba bitch?

Osamu: *finds sitting up to be too hard so he plops onto his back, staring at the ceiling* Y'don't remember nothing? Obviously she meant somethin' t'ya if you've been traipsin' around military bases. That's what I think, anyway. *pauses as he tries to remember that name* Think she was Sakaki's secretary b'fore Secretary-man.

Akutsu: *sneaking suspicion this is what that damn Ryuhana brat sucked out of his head and getting pissed off about it* Son of a bitch...I don't remember having parents. I don't remember any of this fucking shit!

Osamu: *sighs at his tantrum* What'd'ya do? Bang yer head too many times?

Akutsu: *growls at him* Fuck you. Some goddamn kid sucked something outta my brain.

Osamu: *waves him off* That's what they all say.

Akutsu: *snarls* Want something vital bitten off next, asshole?

Osamu: *looks over and grins* Do I really taste that good~?

Akutsu: *glowers* Sure, if ya like the taste of pure pussy.

Osamu: *laughs* Marshmallow flavor, right? *wry grin* So what's this 'bout someone suckin' y;off?

Akutsu: *not amused* You think ya know so fuckin' much, why don't you tell me?

Osamu: Hey, I was askin' you.

Akutsu: What, it ain't in here? *waves file*

Osamu: Didn't mention anythin' about you losin' yer mind.

Akutsu: Pretty fuckin' worthless file then, huh? *emphasizes by ripping said file in half*

Osamu: I dunno. I thought it was pretty interestin'. Thought y'were just some useless punk but mebbe y'got some redeeming qualities after all. Well, used to.

Akutsu: *flicks him a dirty look* Yeah, cause I give a shit what you think, Pidgeon. *patting pockets looking for his cigs*

Osamu: *knows what he's looking for, too familiar with those movements* *chucks Akutsu his own box of cigs* See, y'shouldn't give a total shit 'bout what others think, but this is a group effort, y'know.

Osamu: An' maybe if y'were more likeable, people would, y'know, be more willin' t'help you.

Akutsu: *glances at the box before shrugging and lighting one up, pocketing the pack* The fuck do I need help with?

Osamu: Oh I dunno. Like findin' that lady.

Akutsu: Why would you help with that? *smokes* Thought you were busy setting up your protests an' shit.

Osamu: Mebbe 'cause 'm a fuckin' nice guy? *slight grin* Or, y'know. Yer on my team now and I actually give a shit 'bout my team?

Akutsu: *frowns* What *team*? There ain't no fuckin' team here, Pidge.

Osamu: What the fuck do you think the Brotherhood is?

Akutsu: An unorganized as fuck mess in a house two shits away from being condemned. *flicks smoked cig butt over Osamu's head and lights up another*

Osamu: Ain't my fault yer Brotherhood sucks ass. But either way, yer all a fuckin' team whether y'like it or not. So it'd be helpful if y'were cooperative.

Akutsu: *leans back on his hands, watching Osamu out of narrowed eyes as he smokes* So..you lookin' to be Poppa fuckin' Bear, is that is?

Osamu: I ain't anyone's papa, but I still want this group t'make a fuckin' difference. An' if none of you jokers are up fer the job, someone has t'do it.

Akutsu: *snorts, chuckles around his cig* You get that shit outta a comic book or somethin'? Fuck, talk about lame...*sits up* A difference in what?

Osamu: *glances up at him, rolling his eyes* 'M just tellin' it like it is. An' I don't know 'bout you but I fuckin' hate how we're treated like shit.

Akutsu: *shrugs* 'Bout the same here as anywhere. You planning on doing something about it?

Osamu: Fuck yeah. Mebbe if they treated us like normal people, things would be better, an' I wouldn't give a shit. *pauses, then bursts out laughing even though his gut still hurts*

Akutsu: *mentally rolls eyes, not very amused* And how're ya gonna do that?

Osamu: By makin' 'em listen t'us. I ain't doing those protests fer fun.

Akutsu: *scowls* That was a fucking dumbass idea. Didn't stay peaceful, did it Pidge?

Osamu: Of course, t'make 'em listen t'us, we need numbers. We got some people on our side 'cause of that lil' protest and y'know, we didn't technically start the fight. So what happened was that we got attacked an' that's gotta stir up some controversy.

Akutsu: *eyes narrow even more, grinds out and flicks cig away* Yeah, we got attacked. With you yippin' your ass off about not fighting back. *reaches out, grabs a hold of Osamu's shirt and yanks him face to face* That kinda shit could start a war. They ain't *ready* for a war. They get hurt doing this shit for you, you'll get to suck shit through a tube for the rest of your fucking short ass life...*growls warningly*

Osamu: *licks the tip of Akutsu's nose with a light grin* If things were gonna get that bad, I woulda flown ev'ryone out. An' y'know, if they weren't ready fer danger, they don't belong in the Brotherhood. But 'm still doin' m'best t'keep ev'ryone healthy. B'sides, it ain't like yer all made o'glass.

Akutsu: *blinks at the lick, makes a face and lets Osamu drop back to the ground like a sack of potatoes* Don't fuck up. I'll be watchin' your ass.

Osamu: *winces, rubbing his butt* Yeh, yeh. So, yer gonna help out or not?

Akutsu: Gotta tag along to watch your ass, don't I? But don't think I'm gonna be taking orders from you, Pidgeon.

Osamu: It doesn't work like that. If y'want the team t'be safe, y'gotta do what I say.

Akutsu: So try askin', dumbass. *swats Osamu upside the head*

Osamu: *resists the urge to bash this kid into the wall again* *almost growling* Fine. If y'don't do yer part and fuck up, the team ain't gonna survive with assholes like you around.

Akutsu: *face settles into something so stony its almost scary* I don't fuck up. No man left behind and all that shit. *stands and rolls his shoulders, getting the kinks out* They were mine first. *starts to stalk off, walking right across Osamu's middle*

Osamu: *ain't fucking scared of some stony face* Well they're mine now an' they don't have a problem with listenin' t'me. So maybe 'm doin' somethin' right.

Akutsu: *stops, turns and glares down at him* Good for you. *stalks back, grabs Osamu's arm and bites down hard, just daring him to try that flying shit again as he lets him go* I ain't listening yet. Might wanna just show me your worth shit instead of yakking my ears off. *stalks off*

Osamu: *jaw grinds when he's bitten, not letting a sound emit from his throat* *whips back when he's let go but before he can say anything, Akutsu's gone* Fucking Christ. *picks himself off the ground and he floats for the ripped files, picking them up* This was so not worth it.