It's just a little playdate. [ Arashi Boo ]

[KAMIL ARAS]

Just what was he even doing? Kamil knew maybe this might be a bad idea. His second day back in town and he was going to visit the old one night stand. Why? Because he knew how it'd make Arashi perhaps panic a little. Wondering why he was back in town and what he might be doing. It was interesting but rather weird at the same time. Just what would his fling think? Would they play again? Honestly he just gathered up some booze, food and some other essentials he needed since moving in here. Or well could it be called moving here? The place he was staying was a hotel room. He did not have a house or apartment yet. Nor did he think about it, the boy did not want too. That whole mafia Vongola boss fight thing was not something he gave two fucks about really. Just because he'd been born into it did not mean he wanted it too. That was his parents thing not his.

Kamil had other plans with his life even if it meant sleeping around with people for a bit. Arashi was just target one on his little meet and greet after being back here. But of course he wouldn't be able to avoid the look on Arashi's face when they saw each other. It'd be great. He'd likely laugh about it more then Arashi did but hey whatever happened was how it'd go. He walked and looked around, wondering if maybe he should get a hair cut or a new color to his hair. But a change of pace didn't work that well for him. It never had with all the times he'd actually tried it. "Have to wonder what Mr. avoids work is doing, besides the obvious." Of course avoiding work was a norm for Arashi. Did he ever do anything different? Arashi actually working would likely be enough to freeze hell fire.

The night life was great, and he had to wonder where Arashi might be. Maybe he could ask someone else. There had to be a lot of mafia people in this town. Most of which he knew from somewhere or he would get to know in seconds. Kamil had always been rather good at that. Or he wouldn't have ended up in Arashi's bed so fast that night. Though alcohol had something to do with it. "Watch he'll know I'm talking about him and show up." He laughed as he spoke and just kept on walking. This wasn't bad, none of it mattered. He wasn't here for a fight, he was only here to explore and have some fun. Nothing more, nothing less. Now he just had to wonder if Arashi would show up rather soon anyway. Drawn by his own name passing someone's lips.

Perhaps he should have sent a letter ahead but nah. Let Arashi find him on his own, or let him be surprised.

ARASHI ARCA

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[ARASHI ARCA]

		I HOWL... FOR THE TERROR THAT WILL SOON BEGIN...
Kuro lazily opened one eye towards Arashi as he heard the other let out a soft sneeze. The other looked confused for a second, wondering why the fuck he was sneezing and then sighed. "What idiot is talking about me, now?" he questioned his loyal box animal as he turned around in his office chair to rub Kuroshi's head, scratching behind his ears like the massive wolf enjoyed. Kuro's favorite spot to lay when it wasn't Arashi's leather couch was the window sitting area that looked out over the massive forest that surrounded the Varia's estate. In the distance of the window, besides the ocean, a couple of the tall rollercosters and the ferris wheel of mafia land could be seen. It was a lovely view. Arashi leaned back, putting his feet upon on the ledge. "Can I be done with work now?" he moaned like a petulant child. He'd already done some of his work! Now he was bored and needed something to do. "The financing for this month can wait! I haven't destroyed anything lately! Although, I feel like Ryuunosuke is trying to make it for that..." Arashi muttered crossly as he looked at a police report on his desk about the destruction of several shop window. What had he done now? Ugh. Was he still on with that assassin who wanted him dead or something? Were they throwing each other throwing windows now when nobody was around? There were no witnesses, but Arashi just knew it had to be Ryuu. Besides himself, Ryuu did tend to be highly destructive. They both had a tendency to use their setting for the better. Whether it was Arashi shooting down a wall on top of somebody, or Ryuu knocking an assassin or two through a window or two. He was gonna have to take to that boy about the destruction - granted, he was the last person to talk to somebody about them destroying things. Arashi also wasn't quite sure why Ryuu continued to ask him to keep an eye on police reports, in case somebody did notice the damage he and Maklakov were causing. Why couldn't he do that himself! He had a friend in the police! Oh wait...Arashi did work in the police and he was sort of Ryuu's friend..the other police he knew would likely arrest him on the spot if Ryuu asked. If Arashi didn't enjoy seeing the police and this new force of theirs run around like a chicken without a head, he might have dealt with them already on his own...before they became an issue. But he had a little something called a heart and soul that made him want to not murder them because one of them was friends with Ryuu, who he liked in general as a person. Even if Ryuu was being more destructive than usual. Arashi stood up from his chair, beckoned to Kuroshi as the massive sky wolf trotted leisurely after his master. They were going out! It had been only a matter of time before Arashi decided that work could wait. The box animal couldn't help but feel a little proud that Arashi had been rather consistent with his work, for a least a few hours and wondered how much of hell had frozen over. Shaking his head, the hell hound was placed back into his box as Arashi went down to the Varia's garage, that had an underground tunnel running underneath the ocean to the mainland. Less that an hour later, Arashi had parked his motorcycle at one of his safe houses and was lightly making his way through the city with his box animal by his side. Kuroshi, for once, didn't wear a leash like he usually did during the day. Japan and their leash laws...but he still did at least wear the collar that marked him as as a companion animal. They two stalked through the city, looking for something to do. Maybe somebody would be doing something stupid and they could maul somebody and destroy something in the process! That would be fun. Somebody must have been listening to the plea of the Varia captain because almost moments later, a figure bolting out of an alley, a purse clutched in his arms as a woman screeched that he had just stolen her purse. Arashi looked rather nonchalant and while it wasn't EXACTLY what Arashi was looking for, it was still somebody doing something stupid. And so, Arashi slid his foot out in front of the male and trip the man...straight in a pole. The man's face hit the pole, but he was still conscious as lightning flames shot around the man's face, hardening it against the metal of the pole. He turned, grunting in annoyance as he glared at Arashi drawing a box and a weapon, a pair of tonfas. "What did you do that for?! You idiot!" Arashi looked rather unamused at this point, while Kuroshi rolled his eyes, picked up the purse and disappeared into the alley to return it. "You must be from a low trash family if you have to revert to stealing purses from women," Arashi mused slowly as he didn't looked phased by the lightning tonfas being brandished at him. "I'm not from some shitty mafia! I'm a proud Japanese Yakuza member!" the man snarled. "You mafia trash have ruined everything by taking over!" At this the man lunged forward, trying to hit Arashi with his lightning tonfas and Arashi casually dodged, still unphased at all. "Is that the best you've got?" he taunted, not having even lit up his flames yet. "Don't mock me! I will wreck your face!" The Yakuza member continued to lunge and swipe at Arashi with the tonfas, lightning flames gleaming across the weapons. And yet, Arashi still looked bored and even Kuroshi, who had returned looked incredibly bored. After a few moments of this, Arashi reached out. His flames of wrath igniting along his hand as he grabbed a hold of the pole that he had tripped the other into. A maniac grin crossed his features as he used his flames to rip through the bottom of the pole, severing it from the ground, the volatile flames of wrath easily biting through the metal with it's storm-like quality. Arashi glanced up for a moment, noting that it was a stop sign. The lightning flame'd yakuza member look terrified for a second but didn't get far as Arashi swung the massive street sign into him like the guy was a baseball. The yakuza member crashed in through the glass door of a jewelry store and into the jewel cases as the alarm went off. The man was thoroughly knocked unconscious though. Arashi looked unashamed at this as he held the stop sign in hand, looking amused. "My bad."
Words: 1125 Tags: KAMIL ARAS Notes: Arashi's very amused
SHADOW DANCER of BACK TO NEVERLAND

[KAMIL ARAS]

Really it was not like he cared too much about this, he wanted to have some fun anyway. Though it'd probably not matter. Kamil was here to find Arashi, to find out what was going on with him. If anything it'd be okay to have a little fun. Then bring his fling along for another ride or two. He was pretty good at bringing him around for a ride or two. And even though his body had been sore when he went off to work that day it had been a rather pleasant experience. Sex always was after all wasn't it? He just wondered how long it'd take Arashi to find him. Kamil had thought of sending him a letter or a text but he had then not done it. For his own personal reasons perhaps. No one needed to know just what he might be getting into. Or the things he might be doing with his free time lately anyway. Whatever Kamil wanted to do was on him. No one else and nothing else had to matter at that point right?

He had just been going along. Almost thinking nothing of it but it didn't work out in his favor now did it? What was he supposed to say when Kamil felt that something was going to happen and he'd not be able to do anything about it. No matter if he wanted to or not anyway. He had no idea what else to do besides wander. That is till he heard a loud noise, and some yelling. Great someone getting into shit again. Nothing new. Namimori seemed to attract the weird and the ones who had no where else to even go. Or didn't want to go anywhere else obviously. Of course really he could just wander all over the place if the noise hadn't happened. But he could only think of one person who did those things anyway.

Well okay that part was a lie. He had noticed too many people who did that before, but they always got into trouble anyway. "Really Arashi, beating up Yakuza members in your free time now? Is this how you get your fix baby? Beating up helpless little brats who can't do a thing." After all the Yakuza were not really much compared to the mafia now were they? Or at least from what he'd noticed but he wouldn't comment about it too much anyway. Since it was not likely going to matter anyway. What the heck else was he going to say? He just walked over to Arashi and rested against him. "You were always good aiming weren't you?" Kamil seemed really relaxed now that Arashi had done that. And he'd watched the whole thing. Just really what was he going to do there with all of this. Of course he could find some way to use it against Arashi. Kamil always liked a good bit of black mail if he was allowed to have it anyway.

Arashi really was such a little troublemaker wasn't he? How interesting today turned out to be.

ARASHI ARCA

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[ARASHI ARCA]

		I HOWL... FOR THE TERROR THAT WILL SOON BEGIN...
Arashi figured he should probably leave the crime scene soon. He didn't want to get arrested. He wasn't Ryuu, after all. He knew when to scram and he knew not to get arrested. He was by far, one of the most destructive people the mafia had to offer and he took that all in stride. He wasn't quite sure how the police handled his random acts of destruction, though. He wondered if his destruction was officially a thing that was tied to one person. He should check that out... Granted, he usually anonymously paid for certain thing that he destroyed, so it wasn't like he left people homeless or anything. He just happened to have a highly volatile and destructive flame. Nothing he could do about that. He utilized that destructive force for whatever he needed. The yakuza member hadn't stirred since Arashi had beaten him through the window of the jewelry store and he was rather attempted to be that person and steal a few pieces of jewelry...but he wasn't going to be. He had enough wealth as the varia captain who charged an arm and a leg when people wanted shit done. Perhaps he'd inherited some of Mammon's tendencies for money, but he wasn't overly frugal about it either. Arashi was just getting to flee the crime scene when a slightly snarky voice was heard. He groaned, slightly annoyed that somebody had seen his random acts of destruction. He turned to face the source of the voice and was met was a slightly familiar figure. He grimaced inwardly, not expecting to run into an old fling that night. Ugh. He hated running into old flings, which is why he avoided them at all costs. Too many of them had expected something to come out of their 'relationship' and like his last regular bed warmer, he wasn't going to commit. He couldn't help it. Staying in a relationship for a long period of time and only having one intimate partner would be awful. He wasn't a sex addict or anything, but he did like variety in his choices. Thankfully, Kamil didn't seem like the type to want him to commit or anything...hopefully. "Hello, Kamil," Arashi greeted lightly to the other, rolling his eyes as the other continued to reprimand him somewhat for beating up a helpless Yakuza member. "What brings you back to town? Surely not just to see this pretty face~" he questioned lightly, although he really didn't care why the other was there in town. He wasn't sure how much the other knew because he hadn't really reacted to the fact that he'd just watched an old fling hit somebody with a stop sign and wasn't phased by it at all. Noticing that he was still, indeed holding the stop sign pole, Arashi emitted a small amount of storm flame, unnoticeable for the most part to warp the area where his hand and finger prints would have been from and the tossed the sign somewhere behind it. A moment later, the sound of glass breaking and a car alarm sounded as the sign landed through the windshield of a parked car. He glanced back for a moment, taking note of the damage and the plates before shrugging his shoulders. "Ooops. My bad..." he turned his attention back to Kamil for a second before he started walking, purposefully heading the opposite direction from the police station. He glanced back at Kamil. "We should go....before the police show up...and he totally deserved that. He called me an idiot." Arashi seemed more angry about the other insulting him than the fact that he was a Yakuza stealing a young woman's purse. The young woman had gone her own way shortly after Kuroshi returned her purse, stumbling slightly and inebriated.
Words: 629 Tags: KAMIL ARAS Notes: Arashi's not sure how to deal with this xD
SHADOW DANCER of BACK TO NEVERLAND

[KAMIL ARAS]

The crime scene and all that happened here would just be something they'd figure out. Of course it was not supposed to even matter. Kamil had no cares in the world about whatever this guy did. Arashi was a weirdo in his own right regardless, but might as well let him have some fun. Not that it'd probably matter in the end either. Right? Perhaps he was already digging a deeper hole by approaching Arashi after all this time. Being his fling probably made this even weirder of course. But oh well Arashi was fun to be around, he found his fling amusing. And he was not back for some relationship yet. Or at least he thought he wasn't, beyond that he wasn't quite sure what else to do, or what he should say. Kamil crossed his arms behind his head as he glanced over his fling.

"Heyyy Arashi. Still destroying stuff, huh? You never change it's almost adorable and I have to say perhaps I kinda missed it." Though would he really admit more then that, not very likely. He did have some class in these situations after all. No matter how he looked at it anyway. He honestly did not care much about violence or destruction. It was fun to watch. Sometimes really fun to be in. But he would not report anyone. He clearly had no fucks to give about any of this, about what Arashi did. Or what violence happened, or who killed who. He was not even into this whole head of the family debate. How stupid was it? To compete over family shit? What the hell? Was it even important to be completely honest at this point. That Yakuza guy was not even moving, he seemed to be lost in his own little world. Like he might be suffering a little bit from an unconscious state.

"I wish I was just here for fun. But nooo, I get a job in town and my life goes to hell. Only plus side is I get to see that handsome face of yours. But if you want to tap this, I charge extra now." He was seriously joking. The boy seemed to chuckle as he said this. It was not even so bad. The boy was not going to worry about it. This was all just him having a lot of fun to be completely honest. Wow the fact that he took him out with a stop sign. Well one learned new things every day about Arashi it seemed. Go figure what he was getting into at this point anyway. He tilted his head at Arashi tossing the sign. Well this had bad idea written all over it and when the car alarm went off he knew he was right. So much for not being easily noticed.

"Yea yea okay let's go. Maybe you can treat me since I just returned to town? Come on Arashi let's go before you break something or cops show up." He didn't care but he might as well try to not get them arrested at the very least, it couldn't hurt to do that right? Having some sense would be a good idea for all of them. Kamil reached to grab Arashi's arm and tug him away before someone did show up. He'd have to let Arashi show him around, he still felt a bit lost here.

ARASHI ARCA

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[ARASHI ARCA]

		I HOWL... FOR THE TERROR THAT WILL SOON BEGIN...
Arashi rolled his eyes at the comment about how he still destroyed stuff. How rude! He hadn't destroyed something in awhile! He was just...catching up on destruction. He had a bit of a quota to meet, after all. He specifically set aside Varia money for stuff he destroyed! There was a little bit more set aside for himself than the rest of the Varia, but they were generally crazy and slightly destructive too. He had a buffer zone for destruction and chaos so that nobody would have to worry incase something that was destroyed was something that shouldn't have been destroyed. Arashi huffed, almost pouting a little as the other called his destructive tendencies almost adorable. Adorable? Arashi was not adorable! He was the bringer of death and terror, the hound straight out of hell - as was his mafia alias of Hell Hound. He is death. His box animal let out a snort of amusement at Kamil's comment and Arashi's almost slightly pouting nature. Kamil seemed to bring at least something of the sort out of Arashi...something akin to the other being teased. "I'm not adorable...adorable is Sheeka Riva - with his tiny cuteness and adorable is Ryuunosuke being a moron. I don't do 'adorable." After Arashi got over his initial annoyance at being called adorable, still pouting he couldn't help but comment. "Oh a new job? Do tell~ I could certainly do a certain job for you..." he learned forward too the other, smirking. "That's too bad that you charge extra, now~ I thought for sure I'd get a previous fuck discount..." he laughed lightly, taking the other's offered hand as he pulled him away from the scene. "We can go to one of the bars I frequent...don't worry, I won't get you drunk this time." At that, Arashi left his crime scene and a few minutes later, baffled police officers showed up at the vacant street, vacant except for the unconscious yakuza in the jewelry store. Arashi basically frequented many bars in town, but this one was his favorite. Besides knowing what he wanted, always, the bartender and owner of the bar was a former member of the Varia. He was an older man, but had retired about a year after Arashi had taken over. The bar was usually reserved for mafioso and was a place for them to relax, pass around information and gossip about other families. It had been labeled neutral ground in a treaty involving various families and was under the protection of many various mafia families. The bouncers at the bar tended to know police by face and had a signal for mafia talk to die down and for other conversation to take place. Arashi usually didn't bring people with him or his flings because when he was there, it was usually for the gathering of intel, but he seemed to trust Kamil enough not to open his mouth to police. After all, the other had just witnessed Arashi beat the shit out of a yakuza without breaking a sweet. At the least, the other would assume him just a member of the yakuza or something. Arashi frequented it a lot to hear some of the latest intel coming from other families. He was more there for a good time at the moment there as he took a regular spot at the bar. "Captain..." the bartender greeted as he slid him a shot glass of tequila. The man gave Kamil an interested look. "What about you?" he asked, glancing back at Arashi for a moment. "New member?" he questioned, curious. "Curiosity killed the cat, you know." Arashi quipped as the other shot back with an "Curiosity was framed and ignorance killed the cat."
Words: 597 Tags: KAMIL ARAS Notes: Aww. Arashi trusts Kamil to some extent of the word.
SHADOW DANCER of BACK TO NEVERLAND

[KAMIL ARAS]

Really Arashi was being such a little sassy child sometimes. But Kamil should have known this from the moment they met that long ago and had that intimate encounter. Honestly Arashi had done him a lot of good that night, and now his only other reason for being back here was to deal with that sky whatever thing. Well that and find a good paying job. Perhaps poke at Arashi some for one. No doubt that guy had the ability to hire a lot of people. Not that Kamil exactly would need it, he did have other things going for him. More then just that sky candidate whatever nonsense. Though the battle or well unfair sort of fight that happened here was already rather odd. Not that he'd complain. He always liked to see a little bit of violence off and on. And no one had actually seen this who could report Arashi after all. Or himself. Kamil had no desire to be arrested anyway no matter how he looked at it. "Hah That kid, well I'll have to take your word for it. Never actually met him myself and Ryuu...well that is on you. Never really met him either other then maybe we I was smaller." Not that he'd been small for awhile. Kamil was hidden from this whole mafia world because of his parents choices. At least until recently, however he did not bring that portion of the story up.

Not while he wandered to wherever Arashi planned on taking him. His one time fling was always good at pulling fast ones if he really wanted too. Though Kamil did not need to speak about that, already he needed to get back to work all over again at this point. He knew how to get Arashi to pout and act certain ways. It just took poking at the right things and making him a little annoyed. Not that it mattered too much, he had other ideas in his mind. If he could get some fun with Arashi he'd be fine with that anyway. The idea of it was amusing. He did not mind sleeping round again, if this guy proved fun for a second time then it'd be great. If not well then good things hardly ever lasted anyway. Wasn't that how it went?

"Oh show me a good time and you might~ Maybe I'll let you do that job after all. Less work on my plate, I'd like to keep my hands clean." He was sure he'd be okay. After all he was with Arashi and nothing too bad would happen. Sighing lightly he just walked with Arashi, looking around and taking in the areas around him. Trying to at least figure out where he was. So at least if he had to flee he could manage to flee rather quickly. "Oh I don't care if you get me drunk, just make sure I get home in one piece? I'd hate to be murdered cause we had fun." He laughed, and just shrugged his shoulders. Maybe this wasn't so bad. He did not know how many bars Arashi had been at, but he knew his old fling had a habit of floating around them. After all he had heard quite a few things. "Let's go with that, you shouldn't question too much~" He wanted to say something more, a dirty comment or something along those lines.

Though it'd probably not end up mattering either. Arashi had some idea in his head for bringing him here, so he might as well come here. Kamil just laughed a little bit and looked from Arashi to his bartender like friend. This was going to be interesting it seemed. No matter how he looked at it they were going to have fun.

ARASHI ARCA

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[ARASHI ARCA]

		I HOWL... FOR THE TERROR THAT WILL SOON BEGIN...
Arashi chuckled lightly at the other, obviously both of them amused with their encounter. He wondered if it would turn out like the previous one? Arashi wouldn't have minded that at all. Kamil wasn't the type to want to further their relationship and Arashi was content with being the friend with benefits or something. It was a step up from just a series of one night stands, at least. He and Kaoru had been friends with benefits, after all and the only reason it hadn't gone further was because of Arashi and his inability to commit. It ran in the family, obviously. Xanxus, his father, his mother...it just seemed that he was from a bloodline who couldn't commit to relationships. Granted, his mother did seem committed to her current one and the twin children she'd bore. He wondered, idly, if a psychology would attribute his inability to commit to a long-term relationship to his abandonment issues? Probably. The two walked in relative silence as Kamil took in the surroundings, obviously still new the area. Arashi knew the area like the back of his hand. Each knew place within Namimori was always inspected by the Varia captain. Retreat points, strategic vantage points...he always made sure to check for those, even if it was an area he knew was safe. It wasn't paranoia, but he'd always been taught to never level his guard down. He seemed to do that more often around Kamil in their few meetings, he had somewhat let his guard down around the other. He liked to know about his one night stands, but he had let Kamil get too close, too fast. Hell, he didn't even know that much about the other and it got under Arashi's skin more than he could admit. Arashi laughed easily at the other wanting to get home in one piece. "I don't think I can guarantee you going home tonight," Arashi stated in amusement. He had a few apartments that he used nearby as safe houses or as places to crash just in case and it was more than likely he'd use one of those places that night. He wondered if he should inform his vice captain that he wouldn't be home that night, but decided against it. Let Kaoru wonder. Maybe he'd get jealous that Arashi was out again. He was never interested in relationships, but he was interested when old flings got into new ones. It was a bit of a possession issue. He usually got over it, but he also found it funny. Here he was not overly interested in a relationship - aromantic at the best and he was always so invested in the relationships of others. "Do tell me where you're staying though and I might consider taking you home after we've...thoroughly enjoyed each other's company...or we may just wind up there if it's closer than what I have in mind." As they ordered drinks, Arashi took in his surroundings as usual. It was neutral ground, a safe haven for mafioso and hitman to sit and relax without having to worry. For the most part, if was off the radar of the police. Their Varia owner and main bartender saw to it on a regular basis that they removed electronic files from the police on the place. There were paper files floating around on the place, hidden after several times of destroying it. There was no proof. The man was an old pro at his job. The man looked almost terrified for a second at Kamil's response and he groaned in exasperation. "Birds of a feather flock together..." he muttered, referring to their somewhat similar personalities and responses. His bar could only handle so many difficult people. "Don't let your grandfather find out your bringing your flings around here...I won't tell him outright, but you know how terrifying he is...if he asks, I'm telling." The man warned as he went about doing his job after getting them both drinks, also setting down a bowl of...what seemed to be liquor for Arashi's box animal in a doggy dish for him as well as a dish of water. He knew very well that Kuroshi kept the Varia captain out of a lot of trouble and didn't want the massive wolf, or hell hound to get drunk; nobody really knew what Kuroshi was...but he wasn't a normal wolf judging by his massive size and intelligence. Verde had really outdone himself creating Kuroshi...but the box animal was his final creation before he had retired. Arashi dismissed the warning on his own before turning to Kamil, taking his time to slowly drink his own drink. "So what brings you here? You mentioned a job?" He'd also maybe met Ryuu as a child. Arashi had noticed that statement earlier. It was his job to notice little things like that after all. Was he one of the old generational legacies? Arashi wasn't too sure...if he was, why didn't he know about him? He knew about most of the legacies, after all. Arashi was kicking himself for not knowing this. It'd be even worse if it turned out to be something like that. Would their grand parent or parents kick his ass for literally fucking with him? Probably not...but he entertained the thought. Then again, he could be a bastard child that nobody really knew existed until now? If he was a bastard child of one of the famous mafioso or the bastard grandchild of one...then it wasn't surprising that nobody knew about him. They tended to try to hide the existence of bastards, Arashi and his own family aside. Xanxus was a bastard child with no knowledge of his birth father, his own father had been a bastard, and Arashi himself was one as well. Arashi was one of those and only knew of his relation with Xanxus because he'd manifested his flames at an extra young age the small amount of time he'd been abandoned on the streets by his mother. It wasn't like Sheeka, though. The other had spent years as a runaway, while Arashi had maybe two-three weeks at the most. He usage of flames had been seen by a mafioso and it was then the Varia had picked him up. Rumors of a child being destructive because he had no control over his flame of wrath had been super helpful. Probably why he enjoyed destruction now.
Words: 1066 Tags: KAMIL ARAS Notes: c:
SHADOW DANCER of BACK TO NEVERLAND

[KAMIL ARAS]

Really one encounter at a time, it didn't really matter how they felt. Or what they ran into. Honestly he was not so sure he'd run right into Arashi so it was good that he had, however with that said he didn't entirely want to talk about how he felt. Or what was going on in his head. Kamil had come this way to get rid of quite a few stresses that were bothering him. The things that people kept trying to push on him. How stupid was it? Kamil did not want anything to do with that whole sky candidate thing. No he'd rather play with Arashi and other people who wold not bring that dumb thing up.

Truthfully he didn't care much for having a settle down relationship. No one had attracted his attention long enough. So however this ended was just how it ended, no point in dwelling on it too much. Might as well figure out something else if it was even possible. However he'd still rather not talk about it. Sighing lightly he just hoped he'd be able to relax for at least a little bit longer. Though it'd likely not matter. He wanted time with Arashi, time to relax instead of thinking about that damn mission he was given anyway. "Okay I'm fine with that. Just treat me right haha. I'd like to have a good time at least." Though of course at the same time it'd probably not matter.

Of course he got under this guy's skin. The boy knew what he was able to do and yet however it was not going to matter was it? Perhaps he'd have to figure it out in some other way or another. Neither of them were interested a true relationship. They just wanted to play instead. Have a little bit of fun and not dwell on whatever else was happening either. "Hah just some hotel set up for me. I didn't even ask, but you know. Perhaps I'd rather stay with you then in some lame hotel." He laughed, and honestly did he care? No not really. He had other things on his mind right about now anyway.

This place felt relaxing. At least as relaxing as a bar could feel for them. After all he was already stuck in this situation and he had no idea how to deal with it either. Of course he was not against scaring people. Some of them were so easy to scare and it was great honestly. No matter how he looked at it all of this was great, and of course he'd still rather not complain about it. But of course this guy was probably going to try and get under his nerves. For no reason at all anyway. "So these people really are scared of him huh. Well now, whatever. It's not like he'd do much anyway." For now he figured this would be just fine, they were here to have some fun and nothing less.

"Yea it's lame and annoying. Basically here for some bullshit flame thing and hunting down idiots in my spare time." He shrugged, though it was probably not important to begin with either. Arashi knew about that didn't he? Maybe, however he was not going to comment on it either since it was not a good idea. Honestly he wanted nothing to do with that whole job thing. It only seemed to remind him of how annoying things were. Arashi likely knew that anyway.

ARASHI ARCA

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS