bakerstreet | the reverse picture-prompt meme

~~[ For all your jokes Daichi-san, you dont appreciate the boob tray? Fine art is just wasted on some people... ]~~

Thanks.

[ Uncapping the bottle, Asahi shakes two of the white pills out into his palm and recaps the bottle. They're just aspirin-- they don't keep anything worthwhile on the premises for long-- but they'll be better than nothing. After a second of thought, instead of tossing it back to Daichi, he gives a small shake of his head and tucks the bottle into his pocket. He may need them later. He'll do Ukai a favor and replenish their stock from the store.

Rummaging around on the counter for a clean cup, or what could reasonably pass for clean, Asahi asks, ]

You'll let this lie, right?

[ This meaning, his face. This meaning, their tentative truce with Datekougyou. ]

[Daichi absolutely freezes, standing at the counter, slowly turning and staring at Asahi with a look that could freeze the ocean. Let this lie? With Datekou? Again?

(Daichi remembers it all too clearly - him, Suga, and Tanaka standing on the side, bandaged and bruised and positively horrified as Asahi and Nishinoya screamed at each other, worse off than the other three combined from the fight, all of them terrified and shaken and Daichi was so, so scared that would the two of them would be bleed each other out right on the tiled floor.)]

Is that what you want?

[He'll respect Asahi's wishes, he really will, but Asahi better be damn sure about his decision first.]

[ If Asahi turns around, he'll cave. He'll give into whatever Daichi thinks is best, because he's no match against Daichi's will. There aren't many who can successfully stand up to Daichi, to be perfectly honest, but Asahi knows he is in no way one of them. He may feel numb from the force of Daichi's look, but he's a big guy; he can weather it, if he just doesn't meet it head on.

Asahi smiles as he rinses out a cup, filling it with water. ]

What I want?

[ It's such a strange concept. What Asahi wants? What Asahi wants is for no one else to get hurt. For territories not to run their lives at the best of times, and ruin them at the worst. Asahi wants to forget the way his friends fingers sound being crunched under boot heels and the helplessness of being held down, blocked at every attempt to help.

Asahi tosses the pills back, washing them down with a gulp of tepid tap water.

They aren't in the right business, for giving Asahi what he wants. But Asahi can be the voice of reason. ]

We don't need war over this. [ Asahi risks a look at Daichi, to prove he's serious. To prove this is important, not just something he's trying to avoid. ] Not this.

[Everyone calls Asahi a gentle giant, because he is, but people think he's a pushover for the same reason, and Daichi knows he's not. Not really. He can be, sometimes, but when it matters Daichi can trust Asahi will dig his heels in and will not budge. There is a reason it took three of them to start this gang, and why he wouldn't trade that for anything else in the world. It's not perfect, but they're his family.

The reassurance softens Daichi's stance, nodding at Asahi as the absolute burn in his eyes flickers away for another time.]

Alright, I'll trust your judgement.

[Of course, in the back of his mind he wonders what would happen if there just happened to be a small accident the Wall's dockside warehouse, a little bit of frayed, old electrical wires exposed somewhere important... well, he can save that thought for later too.]

But you're going to have to tell the others what happened to your face.

[a compromise, of sorts. or maybe just to make sure asahi is really serious about this when he's staring down at the gang's shortest member.]

[ When Daichi softens, a little around the eyes, a bit around the shoulders, he still manages to hold your attention. It's easier to be around him, less like holding a burning hot coal in the fleshy palm of your hand and more like running across the summer asphalt in bare feet. Something in Daichi remains dangerous, at all times. Asahi has grown accustomed to it, the steady threat that thrives in Daichi under the pressure of his title. ]

I appreciate it.

[ They'll all have to be careful, more so than usual, because by now half of the prefecture has heard some variation of the story, and blood spilled is open season on a gangs territory. The pushback won't be pleasant, but it won't be as bad as what it could be.

It certainly won't be as bad as calming Nishinoya, once he sees Asahi's face.

God. He's so not happy with you right now, Daichi. Honestly, he'd been thinking of avoiding the younger member, at least until the bruising went down... ]

Are you offering to run damage control?

[ Or Suga, or maybe just... a tranquilizer of some sort. Anything to keep the other's initial, easily predictable rage to a minimum. ]

[If Daichi is going to get Asahi to harden up, better to do it within the gang than dealing with those outside, where he could get actually, irreparably injured. So despite the way Asahi is clearly mad, Daichi doesn't give a shit, showing it with a simple shrug.]

Only if it's needed. [only if someone (or someones, now, hinata especially can get excitable around nishinoya and tanaka,) decides to do something beyond reckless and stupid, is what he really means.]

It won't be as bad if they hear it from you, rather than hearing it from someone on the streets.

[ Anxiety lances through Asahi at Daichi's words. With the way word travels on the streets, and the tendency for word of mouth to get so horribly warped, any of their less restrained younger members could have heard... anything by now. Asahi hadn't even given that any thought. His first thought had been to get back to base.

Well, his first thought had been to avoid getting arrested-- but that's semantics.

Fishing his mobile out of his pocket, Asahi sends a short text out to Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Sugawara-- the rest can wait. He just doesn't want anyone making an unnecessary move on his behalf, and those three are the most likely (and capable) to start them down a path they can't recover from. When he shoves the device back in his pocket, he catches sight of Daichi. ]

You could try to look less pleased.

[ It probably wouldn't work, but Asahi's point stands. ]

[daichi breaks, just a little, and barks out a laugh. he's not pleased at all, not really, but getting under asahi's skin never seemed to lose it's comical charm.]

I just want to make sure you've got everything under control all by yourself.

[which is true, just like the fact he's being a huge ass about this.]

[ To be fair, there are only one of two reactions to be had to a situation like this- and Asahi is willing to weather Daichi's endless heckling if that's the road they're both willing to take. ]

Ask me again in a couple days.

[ After he's either had his ass kicked or chewed out by the younger members...

Reflexively, he finishes off his glass of water, as if having something to do will put off the inevitable confrontation. He's just starting to get that twisty, anxious feeling in his gut when Daichi's words cause a thought to occur. He's not sure he should ask, but it's better than dwelling on his personal problems, so... ]

Speaking of under control-- is Ukai still worried about, uh, our friends?

[daichi can't stop himself from rolling his eyes, because seriously?]

You'll be fine.

[or suga is going to plan a great funeral for him.]

If you mean the ones in Tokyo, of course he is. He always is.

[somehow, ukai and takeda, through old grandfathers and a few other pulled connections, the crows had started working with the Cats of Tokyo, and even more recently the Owls. They were huge, powerful gangs that had plenty of pull and resources, and it helped make the Crows look that much more intimidating in little Miyagi. It hurt business from time to time, having to make sure the proper cuts and resources get sent down south, but the influence and the alliance was invaluable. they needed all the help they could get with fucking Shiratorizawa prowling around, controlling the territory they've held for years.]

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