Some things never change

His knives securely behind his back' sitting under a tree in the park in the sun with a book in his hand waiting for Mako. Mako was here meeting with another. To talk with him join with there group and Kana well....he wasn't overly happy about it.

Honestly he didn't care who Mako was friends with. He wasn't happy though because Mako was going to talk to Ketsu the reincarnated Sarubia and while he wouldn't care if they were just friends Mako was talking about joining the Yakuza lately.

Standing he got up and began walking from the park feeling like he was going to stab something. He hated Ketsu with a passion......Mako could honestly be friends with whoever he wanted, but......he hated this. Hated it with an utter passion, he didn't care how popular Mako was how many friends he had.....he hated anyone having any sort of control over Mako, having the power to call him away form him at will when he wanted.

He hated Hiketsu for his position in all of this and hated himself even more. Right now he just wanted to be alone tucking his school book back into his shoulder bag he began walking. Alone sounded wonderful to him right now. Because of the Kage Syndrome he didn't cry when something was bothering him he just felt colder and more hateful inside.

Kanari walked down the block further and further away from the direction that his beloved fox was in, knowing Mako was currently signing his time and loyalty to someone else.....was he supposed to feel happy about it? Supposed to feel warm And fuzzy inside? The Yakuza was an organization a family that once you joined you didn't get out of and you signed your Loyalty to the head of the Yakuza obeying when called upon as you name them in a sense your master......'catch a fox by its tail and they are yours forever' Mako had said he caught Mako by his tail. That Mako had waited for him to come to age he was a new born vampire now changed to save him when his Kage began to shatter.

And now? Now Mako was here because he wanted to join the Yakuza and answer to Ketsu's beck and call .....was he happy no. Seeing anyone was the last thing he wanted right now......

"Pissed off at the world...a rebel without a cause and look...the anger burns even in your eyes..." he said, pointing at him, head tilted to the side a little. He wasn't exactly a favorite person when you look for friends or even people to know even a little.

Yanki snorted and put his hands in his pockets. "All of the bullshit going on in the world and you're stewing in your own anger." he said lowly, coldly. He was indeed an asshole today. He had been pissed off since he was woken up by screaming children around his neighborhood. Picking fights was his thing, but this wasn't really one of those times. He had been called into work today and he had ran into Kanari on his way to work and the guy reminded him of himself a little.

Kanari paused when he was spoken to. He turned his head to look at Yanki. "Like I give a damn about the fucking worlds problems." Kanari retorted cold hateful gaze meeting Yanki's own. He had little to no friends a very small group surrounded him was close to him and how they handled his cold anger and hate was beyond him. But this? This was different.

"Nor do I give a damn what you think." Kana said answering him solely because he had been spoken to. He turned away intending on walking away. This one was speaking to him when usually people gave Kanari a very wide wake when he was like this, steering clear of him and his wrath. He truly wanted to be alone and seemed fate was determined to screw with him this morning. "So fuck off." He said lowly coldly flatly.....