Punk Slide
Dec. 30th, 2021 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
madimpossibledreameralso confirmed: roommates were exposed to two people with covid, so...I know asking my readers for good wishes always tends to go further than expected, but I could definitely use them. As you might expect this might mess with my posting schedule even further, but I'll keep you posted. Heh. Puns aside.
if you think some themes echo Since forever and ever by Umi_no_arawashi on Ao3, you would be correct, because it brought out some really cool toys I wanted to play with. I definitely recommend you read it if you haven't.
Main Points:
Judgment|Judge Eyes/Cowboy Bebop
Chapter Summary: Yagami shows off his disguise skills for the first time.
Word Count: 1025
Rating: Teen
warnings: kaito is suffering either from internalized homophobia or just internalized heteronormativity (which is also homophobic). either way he can't seem to go "I think he's really pretty. Wait, that's an Attraction Thought."
pre-kaito/yagami
So Kaito just happens to get baited into revealing they know a little more about their target than just two guys off the street should, and the bartender just happens to take exception to that idea. Ta-bo’s quick, fist slamming into the man’s chin before the man can even bring the shotgun behind the counter to bear, and then proceeds to wipe the floor with everyone else, Kaito just behind him. Which sucks.
Yagami is faster than him, not just on his feet, but in his mind, too. Sure, Kaito had been doing this a long time, since he’d been forcibly retired, but Ta-bo makes him look like some big clumsy oaf by comparison. True, he makes everyone look that way, with the graceful way he moves and the way he acts like he belongs wherever he goes, but it’s hard not to take that shit personally when he’s your bright-eyed, too-clever for his own good partner.
So he just gestures at the room when they’re done, because however fun it was to throw that guy on the table and punch the lady in the face (yeah, he feels a little bad about that, but has to remind himself she was coming at him with a knife). “Great, hotshot. Now what’re we going to do? Our bounty’s going to be suspicious if he shows up and there’s no bartender, never mind all these unconscious guys.”
Yagami’s eyes light up like he’d just gotten the biggest bowl of ramen placed in front of him and he vaults over the bar. He doesn’t hesitate, just starts tugging the unconscious bartender toward the back rooms.
“You gonna answer my question there, Ta-bo?” He’s not a fan of being ignored, especially when Yagami there decides to get all flashy.
Ta-bo grins one of his most charming grins. It doesn’t completely make sense, since the only person here and still conscious is Kaito, but then, he’s noticed pretty boy here is probably used to using his looks as just another tool in his arsenal, to the point where it’s second nature to try to get his way. “If we clean this up, I can just take his place. All you gotta do, after we remove them, is sit there, drink, and look pretty.”
“Now that’s just rude,” he grumbles, walking over to sling the beefiest bodyguard over his shoulder—even with Yagami’s wiry strength, moving this guy would probably be a challenge. “We both know I ain’t pretty.”
His partner pauses for a second to eye him in a way that would’ve made some of the interrogators in the ISSP green with envy. “Come on, Kaito-san, are you pouting?” As usual, the inflection on the honorific is purely a Ta-bo thing. Usually, when he’s not feeling this down, Kaito’s elected to ignore it, since he hadn’t gotten a straight answer from the man about it. Like it’s a nickname or something. Today, it just feels like a taunt, which is probably a sign he needs to go cool his head or something.
“I’ve brought in twice…nah, three times the bounties with you on board, but damn, if you don’t make them harder,” Kaito grumbles, only for another too-bright smile to be flashed in his direction.
“Please, you’d get bored.” There’s the slightest hint of something indecipherable behind Yagami’s expressive eyes, but it’s gone all too quickly and Kaito’s probably overthinking this anyway.
And sure, the bartender’s a similar build, but there’s more to putting on a different set of clothes to a disguise. Kaito had never done it himself, but he’d seen the kind of work the guys doing undercover details did, and it’s a genuine skill.
Except, apparently, Ta-bo seems to have that skill, because by the time he’s finished dragging in the rest, Yagami’s standing there in the full outfit, sunglasses and all, and…
Huh. Well, he looks the part.
“And what can I get you, sir?” he asks, and the charm—
Okay, it’s not like the charm doesn’t work for him the rest of the time, but it’s more, what’s the word. Formal, maybe. The flashy bounty hunter is gone, and in his place is what looks like an actual professional.
“What the shit, man? That’s some trick.” He still feels inadequate, like he’s just some mutt brought to a dog show, but this is kinda interesting.
Okay, the pride practically radiating from him is…pretty normal, honestly. That’s Ta-bo, charging in with nothing but confidence, even when the plan shouldn’t work. “I actually worked as a bartender for a while. I’d go so far as to say I was pretty good at it, but it’s been long enough I might’ve forgotten a few things, so give me a bit to get familiar with what’s back here and then hit me up with your wildest orders.”
“Normally, I’m not in the mood, but—sure, I think I can manage it for now.” And despite his earlier bad mood, Kaito finds himself relaxing and having a good time quickly, even despite the fact that he tends to like straightforward, uncomplicated things, like just a beer. Maybe he should install a bar on the ship, because they’re both enjoying this, and if they’re going to drink, might as well add their own little twist on it.
Later, when, of course, the bounty runs anyway, Ta-bo proves that not only can he somehow fight in really tight jeans, a suit also proves no obstacle.
if you think some themes echo Since forever and ever by Umi_no_arawashi on Ao3, you would be correct, because it brought out some really cool toys I wanted to play with. I definitely recommend you read it if you haven't.
Main Points:
Judgment|Judge Eyes/Cowboy Bebop
Chapter Summary: Yagami shows off his disguise skills for the first time.
Word Count: 1025
Rating: Teen
warnings: kaito is suffering either from internalized homophobia or just internalized heteronormativity (which is also homophobic). either way he can't seem to go "I think he's really pretty. Wait, that's an Attraction Thought."
pre-kaito/yagami
It’s one specific job that makes Kaito question exactly how much he actually knows about Yagami. So far, what he’s seen has been relatively straightforward—a guy trying to obviously outrun his past with a penchant for violence and the deadliest legs Kaito’s ever seen. He’s overly casual about his violence, hates wearing suits, and is overly chill up until the point someone starts questioning him too hard, at which point he starts disengaging like a cornered cat. He’s also far more patient than Kaito when trailing a bounty and actually loves it when they run. Then again, despite the fact that he smokes, too, he doesn’t have a smoker’s lungs. Maybe it’s just that he’s younger.
So Kaito just happens to get baited into revealing they know a little more about their target than just two guys off the street should, and the bartender just happens to take exception to that idea. Ta-bo’s quick, fist slamming into the man’s chin before the man can even bring the shotgun behind the counter to bear, and then proceeds to wipe the floor with everyone else, Kaito just behind him. Which sucks.
Yagami is faster than him, not just on his feet, but in his mind, too. Sure, Kaito had been doing this a long time, since he’d been forcibly retired, but Ta-bo makes him look like some big clumsy oaf by comparison. True, he makes everyone look that way, with the graceful way he moves and the way he acts like he belongs wherever he goes, but it’s hard not to take that shit personally when he’s your bright-eyed, too-clever for his own good partner.
So he just gestures at the room when they’re done, because however fun it was to throw that guy on the table and punch the lady in the face (yeah, he feels a little bad about that, but has to remind himself she was coming at him with a knife). “Great, hotshot. Now what’re we going to do? Our bounty’s going to be suspicious if he shows up and there’s no bartender, never mind all these unconscious guys.”
Yagami’s eyes light up like he’d just gotten the biggest bowl of ramen placed in front of him and he vaults over the bar. He doesn’t hesitate, just starts tugging the unconscious bartender toward the back rooms.
“You gonna answer my question there, Ta-bo?” He’s not a fan of being ignored, especially when Yagami there decides to get all flashy.
Ta-bo grins one of his most charming grins. It doesn’t completely make sense, since the only person here and still conscious is Kaito, but then, he’s noticed pretty boy here is probably used to using his looks as just another tool in his arsenal, to the point where it’s second nature to try to get his way. “If we clean this up, I can just take his place. All you gotta do, after we remove them, is sit there, drink, and look pretty.”
“Now that’s just rude,” he grumbles, walking over to sling the beefiest bodyguard over his shoulder—even with Yagami’s wiry strength, moving this guy would probably be a challenge. “We both know I ain’t pretty.”
His partner pauses for a second to eye him in a way that would’ve made some of the interrogators in the ISSP green with envy. “Come on, Kaito-san, are you pouting?” As usual, the inflection on the honorific is purely a Ta-bo thing. Usually, when he’s not feeling this down, Kaito’s elected to ignore it, since he hadn’t gotten a straight answer from the man about it. Like it’s a nickname or something. Today, it just feels like a taunt, which is probably a sign he needs to go cool his head or something.
“I’ve brought in twice…nah, three times the bounties with you on board, but damn, if you don’t make them harder,” Kaito grumbles, only for another too-bright smile to be flashed in his direction.
“Please, you’d get bored.” There’s the slightest hint of something indecipherable behind Yagami’s expressive eyes, but it’s gone all too quickly and Kaito’s probably overthinking this anyway.
And sure, the bartender’s a similar build, but there’s more to putting on a different set of clothes to a disguise. Kaito had never done it himself, but he’d seen the kind of work the guys doing undercover details did, and it’s a genuine skill.
Except, apparently, Ta-bo seems to have that skill, because by the time he’s finished dragging in the rest, Yagami’s standing there in the full outfit, sunglasses and all, and…
Huh. Well, he looks the part.
“And what can I get you, sir?” he asks, and the charm—
Okay, it’s not like the charm doesn’t work for him the rest of the time, but it’s more, what’s the word. Formal, maybe. The flashy bounty hunter is gone, and in his place is what looks like an actual professional.
“What the shit, man? That’s some trick.” He still feels inadequate, like he’s just some mutt brought to a dog show, but this is kinda interesting.
Okay, the pride practically radiating from him is…pretty normal, honestly. That’s Ta-bo, charging in with nothing but confidence, even when the plan shouldn’t work. “I actually worked as a bartender for a while. I’d go so far as to say I was pretty good at it, but it’s been long enough I might’ve forgotten a few things, so give me a bit to get familiar with what’s back here and then hit me up with your wildest orders.”
“Normally, I’m not in the mood, but—sure, I think I can manage it for now.” And despite his earlier bad mood, Kaito finds himself relaxing and having a good time quickly, even despite the fact that he tends to like straightforward, uncomplicated things, like just a beer. Maybe he should install a bar on the ship, because they’re both enjoying this, and if they’re going to drink, might as well add their own little twist on it.
Later, when, of course, the bounty runs anyway, Ta-bo proves that not only can he somehow fight in really tight jeans, a suit also proves no obstacle.
