this ain't bullying, surely

*Tachi* · 03-21-2023, 04:25 PM

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Fujji was small, too small, really. The meaner part of him wanted to pick on her, give her a real hard time as bigger brothers tended to do. But she was family and thus was-mostly- safe from his meaner streak. A part of him that had ripened with age, shoved his childlike innocence and softness off a cliff. Nothing bad had happened, he wasn't jaded or traumatised, he just was. And it suited him just fine, if it wasn't broke why fix it? Once again he made his way to the square training court, all neat and tidy, with the mats rolled perfectly flat against the floor. Everyone knew Hattori would throw a fit-or rather squint everyone into oblivion- if they didn't tidy up after themselves when they were done here. And thus it was always tidy. Water buckets filled with fresh rain water, training dummies stacked neatly to the side made of bamboo of course.

Moving to the centre, he tipped his head back and called for his little sister. There was a pointed edge to his call, demeaning and somehow smarmy all at once. Or maybe his voice was just like that, puberty, am I right?

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this ain't bullying, surely

Tachi