Fallen Angels Chapter 16/ 25
Title: Fallen Angels
Author: hippiefox
Pairing: Ohmiya, Juntoshi (slightly onesided), hints of Sakuraiba
Rating: definitely R.
Genre: AU, drama, action, violence, romance
Summary: Even fallen angels have angels.
Disclaimer and chapter list. Please read.
Chapter 16
Scars
Twenty-six.
He was up to twenty-six different scars and that was only on Nino’s arms, chest and a couple on his face. Ohno pressed his finger on the darker ones by Nino’s shoulder and sighed.
He watched Nino’s chest rise and fall, his face, for once, free of a secret worry. Ohno knows that the only time Nino doesn’t feel pain or sadness is in sleep. So, he lets him sleep.
Ohno doesn’t mind, he’s too busy drawing patterns and connecting scars on Nino’s body.
Ohno shifts under the covers to prop himself up on his elbow, moving the sheets down just a bit to finish his pattern at Nino’s bare hips. Ohno doesn’t really wonder about the scars on his legs or on his back. He doesn’t really pay attention to Nino’s back, not that he doesn’t like it, only because Ohno can’t see Nino’s expressions.
And to Ohno, Nino’s expressions can tell him things that Nino could never explain.
But it was getting late in the afternoon and Ohno was getting tired of listening to Nino’s phone ringing nonstop... and he was hungry. Ohno reaches out a hand in the dim room and squeezes Nino’s cheeks, watching his mouth pucker up like a fish with an amused smile. After several times of doing this and ignoring Nino’s warning frown, Nino finally slaps Ohno’s hand away and rolls faraway to the other side of the bed, bringing the sheets with him.
Ohno follows him, hugging Nino around the waist and kissing his shoulder before biting gently. Nino makes a grumpy sound, making Ohno laugh more. Nino tells him to go away but Ohno stays, biting his shoulder a little harder.
"...what are you doing?" Nino grumbles sleepily, not really woken up yet.
"I’m hungry?" Ohno replied with a shrug. Nino groans and buries his face into the pillow again. Not really happy being ignored, Ohno bites Nino again, this time hard enough to make Nino retaliate with a smack upside Ohno’s head.
Ohno falls back, half laughing and half whining about Nino being mean. Sitting up and massaging his shoulder, Nino glared at Ohno through his ruffled hair.
"Don’t bite me then." Nino snapped.
"Don’t leave your phone on and I won’t have to." Ohno pouted, pulling the covers over his head.
Nino looked down on the floor, searching with his groggy eyes through the clothes littering the floor for his phone. He spots the flashing light but it’s all the way across the room... and he just doesn’t care. He looks back over to the lump under the sheets and smiles.
"You could have cooked something." Nino said, scooting over to Ohno and yanking the sheets from his head. Ohno quickly covered his face with his hands, obviously trying to ignore Nino.
Nino laughs and quickly sits on Ohno’s stomach, pulling his hands away from his face and pinning them above his head.
"I don’t want to cook." Ohno argued, turning his head away from Nino. Nino didn’t argue, he just simply attached his mouth to Ohno’s fully exposed neck.
Nino didn’t like to be interrupted, so when three things happened at the same time, he nearly exploded. For one, Nino had soon found out that Ohno often mistook the feeling "hungry" for "horny".
Two, even with all the activity going on between the two, Ohno’s stomach still managed to rumble louder than both of them, causing Nino to lose focus and giving Ohno the giggles.
And three, whoever was calling Nino had decided that twelve times in less than a minute wasn’t enough to get the hint that Nino was extremely busy and did not want to answer.
It was all over the afternoon news and Ohno was glued to the television. Nino sat on the floor next to him, trying not to show how stunned and devastated he really was.
"That was downtown, Kazu! We took a taxi down the same street yesterday." Ohno said in shock, trying to coordinate his bagel to his mouth. Nino nodded in response.
He watched the swarms of police keeping everyone back behind the yellow tape and the cameraman trying to zoom in on the body lying in the street, now covered with a sheet. Nino’s phone started to ring again and Nino knew he had to answer it this time.
He got up without Ohno noticing and walked into the bedroom, partially shutting the door behind him.
"I know, I’m watching it." Nino answered, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Where the fuck were you? Okamoto’s been raising all kinds of shit down here because we couldn’t get hold of your ass!" Himura screamed from the other end. Nino held the phone away from his ear and rolled his eyes.
"Damn it, would you stop yelling?" Nino groaned, sitting down at the foot of Ohno’s now neatly made bed.
"Stop yelling!? Yelling is the last thing Okamoto is going to do to you! We’re in a Goddamn war right now and you’re out fucking around with that kid! Get your ass down here!" Himura hung up the phone with a bang, making Nino cringe.
The bedroom is deathly silent around him, though the walls are loudly mocking him, telling him that he should have left the night he took Ohno home and never looked back. Nino stares at the picture of Ohno on his phone before he painfully shuts it and slides it in his pocket.
When Nino walked back out into the living room and saw Ohno still glued to the television, he felt an overwhelming numbness take over his body. He walked to the television and turned down the volume with a shaking finger.
"Hey..." Ohno whined slightly from behind him. Nino turned around and knelt in front of Ohno, his expression serious and stoic.
Ohno gulped loudly, knowing Nino’s expression was not a good thing. He put the half eaten bagel on the table behind him and leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Nino’s neck.
"You’re going now?" Ohno’s soft question broke Nino’s heart again and he knew that Ohno knew this was going to have to end.
"I’m sorry..." Nino apologized, a few well fought tears making their way out. Ohno pulled back from Nino’s arms and he took Nino’s face between his hands, watching him try so hard to not feel any emotion.
"You’ll be going away for awhile?" Ohno whispered. Nino nods and kisses Ohno quickly.
"A long time. Don’t rely on me anymore, okay?" Nino whispered back, his breath warming Ohno’s cheeks. Ohno nods in understanding, his hands starting to tremble as he holds on to Nino’s face.
He knew this was coming and he tried to prepare himself for it, but Ohno knew that nothing could prepare anyone for their world crumbling around them.
"If anything weird happens, call me. Don’t hesitate, Satoshi. Do you understand?" Nino’s voice was meant to be strong and demanding, but it came out strained and broken.
Ohno could feel fear rise in his throat again as Nino’s eyes turned deadly. He nodded quickly, mumbling through tears that he did understand. Nino made a move to stand up, but Ohno pulled him back down, his hands linking behind Nino’s neck so he couldn’t move.
"I love you, Kazu." Ohno said loud and clear, his expression as serious as it was the first time he said it or maybe more, Nino couldn’t tell. He wasn’t planning on telling Ohno that he loved him as well, he thought it would make the parting more difficult. But when Ohno was looking at him so intensely and so deep, Nino couldn’t not tell him.
"I love you, Satoshi, I love you." Nino whispered desperately, kissing Ohno roughly before tearing himself away from his touch. Grabbing his sweatshirt and shoes, Nino didn’t dare look back at the destruction he caused. He tripped over the ganken and stumbled out the door, catching himself on the railing outside before he rushed away.
Ohno sat on the living room floor, his eyes glued to the spot in front of him and his expression blank. He couldn’t feel his body any longer, he felt like he was on air, drifting and floating.
The only sign that proved he was still living were the silent tears that rolled over his cheeks.
Nino made it to the busy sidewalk, pulling himself together as best as he could before he showed up at the compound. But everything was driving him crazy. The city noise blaring in his ears, his clothes that seemed too tight, his sweatshirt making his arms itch.
He rushed between two stores and ripped off his sweatshirt, throwing it to the ground and panting angrily. He took off his hat, throwing that to the ground as well as he dug his fingers into his hair.
Falling against the wall, he took many deep breaths, each one growing more painful than the first. He tried to put on his glasses when he pulled them from his jeans pocket, but his hands shook too much to do anything.
He dropped them to the ground and slid down the wall, sobs finally breaking out. Nino was tired of everything.
When Nino walked into the compound with a blank and dead expression, everyone seemed to notice his sudden arrival. They were all asking him about Ishii and if he knew what had happened. Nino ignored them, continuing his path to where he thought Okamoto might be.
He paused outside a room guarded by two fellow members, catching a glimpse of Okamoto and Hino inside, interrogating what looked like one of Iwata’s clients.
"Let me in." Nino ordered, not looking at the two men.
"I’m sorry, Ninomiya-san. We were given..." but before the man could finish, Nino shoved his way past and kicked open the door. Hino and Okamoto whirled around and found Nino glaring at them. Okamoto knew that Nino had finally lost it when he saw the emptiness in his eyes.
"I’m here now. Apparently you guys can’t run this thing without me. What am I doing now? Tracking down Ishii’s killer? Selling myself to someone who might know who the killer is?" Nino asked, walking around the metal table, kicking a chair off to the side so hard it slid across the floor with a clatter.
"Get out of here, Ninomiya. We’re in the middle of something." Okamoto said dully, turning back to the client. Nino laughed dangerously and shook his head.
"No, no. You called me here! What am I supposed to do!?" Nino shouted, Hino holding him back with one arm as he tried to lunge at Okamoto.
"I won’t ask you again. I don’t have time to deal with you." Okamoto warned, inches from Nino’s face. Nino fought against Hino with no success.
"Take him out of here, Hino." Okamoto said, turning away from Nino.
"I gave my entire fucking life to you and you won’t even use me!? If you’re not going to use me than kill me! Get rid of me like you wanted to! Kill me!" Nino shouted as Hino dragged him out of the room and into the hallway.
"Jesus, kid, what’s your fucking problem!?" Hino shouted, shoving Nino in an empty room across the hall and slamming the door behind them. Nino glared at Hino, panting in anger.
"I want out! I don’t want to do this anymore!" Nino screamed at him, walking in circles in a panic, feeling like the cement walls were closing in on him and the air was turning into water. Hino watched Nino fall to his knees, pounding the tile with his fists and crying out angrily.
Never spending much time with Nino, Hino never got to properly know him, but he always was proud of him for putting up with the society at such a young age. But now as he watched Nino crying on the floor, he understood that Nino was still just a kid.
"You’re never going to be out of this, Ninomiya." Hino said in a softer tone that Nino had never heard him use. Nino looked up at him and Hino knelt down, putting his hand on Nino’s shoulder.
"I want to be with them, Hino-san. I want to be with him!" Nino sobbed, falling forward into Hino’s broad shoulder.
"I know, kid... I know." Hino whispered, patting his shoulder softly. Nino gasped loudly for breaths through his tears, telling Hino how he wanted to be with Ohno, to be with him without having to carrying a gun everywhere they went and not having to look over his shoulder when the hairs on his neck stood up.
It was a good fifteen minutes when Himura finally found the two, his heart sinking when he saw Nino sitting on the floor with a vacant stare and bloodshot eyes. Hino stood up and stood next to Himura.
"What the hell is Okamoto thinking? The kid’s not put up for this." Hino hissed.
"How many fucking times do you think I told him? He wants Ninomiya to take his place and nothing is going to change his mind." Himura snapped back. Hino snarled under his breath and screwed his eyes shut.
"Ah... anything about Ishii’s killer?" Hino whispered. Himura shook his head and scowled.
"We know it was definitely one of Mori-san’s men. Ishii ran into one of them before and pissed him off... it was most likely a personal thing. Sakamoto-san is posing as a doctor down at the hospital now, he’s going to be doing the autopsy. He’ll be able to tell us more when he returns." Himura explained. Hino nodded and sighed.
"And Tamiko-chan? Does she know yet?" Hino asked. Himura shook his head slowly and nodded to Nino.
"That’s why we need him. He’s good friends with Tamiko... we’re going together to break the news. And she might know something about the killer... her girls hear all sorts of rumours from the men they take in." Himura explained. Hino grunted in understanding, wished Himura good luck and walked out the door.
Himura approached Nino cautiously and knelt beside him.
"Nino-kun. We have to go see Tamiko-chan... she doesn’t know about Ishii yet." Himura said softly. Nino turned his dark eyes to Himura and scowled.
"Why can’t you do it?" he whispered hoarsely.
"Because Tamiko-chan only talks to you." Himura reminded him with a sigh.
Nino muttered something under his breath as he stood up quickly and walked to the door, throwing it open angrily and storming down the hall, leaving a weary Himura in his wake.
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AN: Ahh so... they have kinda offically broken up :(
And the second death is Ishii D: But now we know Nino's purpose to Okamoto, eventually becoming the heir to the society...
Chapter 17... a new character Tamiko is introduced and we see a bit more into Nino's past.
Author: hippiefox
Pairing: Ohmiya, Juntoshi (slightly onesided), hints of Sakuraiba
Rating: definitely R.
Genre: AU, drama, action, violence, romance
Summary: Even fallen angels have angels.
Disclaimer and chapter list. Please read.
Chapter 16
Scars
Twenty-six.
He was up to twenty-six different scars and that was only on Nino’s arms, chest and a couple on his face. Ohno pressed his finger on the darker ones by Nino’s shoulder and sighed.
He watched Nino’s chest rise and fall, his face, for once, free of a secret worry. Ohno knows that the only time Nino doesn’t feel pain or sadness is in sleep. So, he lets him sleep.
Ohno doesn’t mind, he’s too busy drawing patterns and connecting scars on Nino’s body.
Ohno shifts under the covers to prop himself up on his elbow, moving the sheets down just a bit to finish his pattern at Nino’s bare hips. Ohno doesn’t really wonder about the scars on his legs or on his back. He doesn’t really pay attention to Nino’s back, not that he doesn’t like it, only because Ohno can’t see Nino’s expressions.
And to Ohno, Nino’s expressions can tell him things that Nino could never explain.
But it was getting late in the afternoon and Ohno was getting tired of listening to Nino’s phone ringing nonstop... and he was hungry. Ohno reaches out a hand in the dim room and squeezes Nino’s cheeks, watching his mouth pucker up like a fish with an amused smile. After several times of doing this and ignoring Nino’s warning frown, Nino finally slaps Ohno’s hand away and rolls faraway to the other side of the bed, bringing the sheets with him.
Ohno follows him, hugging Nino around the waist and kissing his shoulder before biting gently. Nino makes a grumpy sound, making Ohno laugh more. Nino tells him to go away but Ohno stays, biting his shoulder a little harder.
"...what are you doing?" Nino grumbles sleepily, not really woken up yet.
"I’m hungry?" Ohno replied with a shrug. Nino groans and buries his face into the pillow again. Not really happy being ignored, Ohno bites Nino again, this time hard enough to make Nino retaliate with a smack upside Ohno’s head.
Ohno falls back, half laughing and half whining about Nino being mean. Sitting up and massaging his shoulder, Nino glared at Ohno through his ruffled hair.
"Don’t bite me then." Nino snapped.
"Don’t leave your phone on and I won’t have to." Ohno pouted, pulling the covers over his head.
Nino looked down on the floor, searching with his groggy eyes through the clothes littering the floor for his phone. He spots the flashing light but it’s all the way across the room... and he just doesn’t care. He looks back over to the lump under the sheets and smiles.
"You could have cooked something." Nino said, scooting over to Ohno and yanking the sheets from his head. Ohno quickly covered his face with his hands, obviously trying to ignore Nino.
Nino laughs and quickly sits on Ohno’s stomach, pulling his hands away from his face and pinning them above his head.
"I don’t want to cook." Ohno argued, turning his head away from Nino. Nino didn’t argue, he just simply attached his mouth to Ohno’s fully exposed neck.
Nino didn’t like to be interrupted, so when three things happened at the same time, he nearly exploded. For one, Nino had soon found out that Ohno often mistook the feeling "hungry" for "horny".
Two, even with all the activity going on between the two, Ohno’s stomach still managed to rumble louder than both of them, causing Nino to lose focus and giving Ohno the giggles.
And three, whoever was calling Nino had decided that twelve times in less than a minute wasn’t enough to get the hint that Nino was extremely busy and did not want to answer.
It was all over the afternoon news and Ohno was glued to the television. Nino sat on the floor next to him, trying not to show how stunned and devastated he really was.
"That was downtown, Kazu! We took a taxi down the same street yesterday." Ohno said in shock, trying to coordinate his bagel to his mouth. Nino nodded in response.
He watched the swarms of police keeping everyone back behind the yellow tape and the cameraman trying to zoom in on the body lying in the street, now covered with a sheet. Nino’s phone started to ring again and Nino knew he had to answer it this time.
He got up without Ohno noticing and walked into the bedroom, partially shutting the door behind him.
"I know, I’m watching it." Nino answered, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Where the fuck were you? Okamoto’s been raising all kinds of shit down here because we couldn’t get hold of your ass!" Himura screamed from the other end. Nino held the phone away from his ear and rolled his eyes.
"Damn it, would you stop yelling?" Nino groaned, sitting down at the foot of Ohno’s now neatly made bed.
"Stop yelling!? Yelling is the last thing Okamoto is going to do to you! We’re in a Goddamn war right now and you’re out fucking around with that kid! Get your ass down here!" Himura hung up the phone with a bang, making Nino cringe.
The bedroom is deathly silent around him, though the walls are loudly mocking him, telling him that he should have left the night he took Ohno home and never looked back. Nino stares at the picture of Ohno on his phone before he painfully shuts it and slides it in his pocket.
When Nino walked back out into the living room and saw Ohno still glued to the television, he felt an overwhelming numbness take over his body. He walked to the television and turned down the volume with a shaking finger.
"Hey..." Ohno whined slightly from behind him. Nino turned around and knelt in front of Ohno, his expression serious and stoic.
Ohno gulped loudly, knowing Nino’s expression was not a good thing. He put the half eaten bagel on the table behind him and leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Nino’s neck.
"You’re going now?" Ohno’s soft question broke Nino’s heart again and he knew that Ohno knew this was going to have to end.
"I’m sorry..." Nino apologized, a few well fought tears making their way out. Ohno pulled back from Nino’s arms and he took Nino’s face between his hands, watching him try so hard to not feel any emotion.
"You’ll be going away for awhile?" Ohno whispered. Nino nods and kisses Ohno quickly.
"A long time. Don’t rely on me anymore, okay?" Nino whispered back, his breath warming Ohno’s cheeks. Ohno nods in understanding, his hands starting to tremble as he holds on to Nino’s face.
He knew this was coming and he tried to prepare himself for it, but Ohno knew that nothing could prepare anyone for their world crumbling around them.
"If anything weird happens, call me. Don’t hesitate, Satoshi. Do you understand?" Nino’s voice was meant to be strong and demanding, but it came out strained and broken.
Ohno could feel fear rise in his throat again as Nino’s eyes turned deadly. He nodded quickly, mumbling through tears that he did understand. Nino made a move to stand up, but Ohno pulled him back down, his hands linking behind Nino’s neck so he couldn’t move.
"I love you, Kazu." Ohno said loud and clear, his expression as serious as it was the first time he said it or maybe more, Nino couldn’t tell. He wasn’t planning on telling Ohno that he loved him as well, he thought it would make the parting more difficult. But when Ohno was looking at him so intensely and so deep, Nino couldn’t not tell him.
"I love you, Satoshi, I love you." Nino whispered desperately, kissing Ohno roughly before tearing himself away from his touch. Grabbing his sweatshirt and shoes, Nino didn’t dare look back at the destruction he caused. He tripped over the ganken and stumbled out the door, catching himself on the railing outside before he rushed away.
Ohno sat on the living room floor, his eyes glued to the spot in front of him and his expression blank. He couldn’t feel his body any longer, he felt like he was on air, drifting and floating.
The only sign that proved he was still living were the silent tears that rolled over his cheeks.
Nino made it to the busy sidewalk, pulling himself together as best as he could before he showed up at the compound. But everything was driving him crazy. The city noise blaring in his ears, his clothes that seemed too tight, his sweatshirt making his arms itch.
He rushed between two stores and ripped off his sweatshirt, throwing it to the ground and panting angrily. He took off his hat, throwing that to the ground as well as he dug his fingers into his hair.
Falling against the wall, he took many deep breaths, each one growing more painful than the first. He tried to put on his glasses when he pulled them from his jeans pocket, but his hands shook too much to do anything.
He dropped them to the ground and slid down the wall, sobs finally breaking out. Nino was tired of everything.
When Nino walked into the compound with a blank and dead expression, everyone seemed to notice his sudden arrival. They were all asking him about Ishii and if he knew what had happened. Nino ignored them, continuing his path to where he thought Okamoto might be.
He paused outside a room guarded by two fellow members, catching a glimpse of Okamoto and Hino inside, interrogating what looked like one of Iwata’s clients.
"Let me in." Nino ordered, not looking at the two men.
"I’m sorry, Ninomiya-san. We were given..." but before the man could finish, Nino shoved his way past and kicked open the door. Hino and Okamoto whirled around and found Nino glaring at them. Okamoto knew that Nino had finally lost it when he saw the emptiness in his eyes.
"I’m here now. Apparently you guys can’t run this thing without me. What am I doing now? Tracking down Ishii’s killer? Selling myself to someone who might know who the killer is?" Nino asked, walking around the metal table, kicking a chair off to the side so hard it slid across the floor with a clatter.
"Get out of here, Ninomiya. We’re in the middle of something." Okamoto said dully, turning back to the client. Nino laughed dangerously and shook his head.
"No, no. You called me here! What am I supposed to do!?" Nino shouted, Hino holding him back with one arm as he tried to lunge at Okamoto.
"I won’t ask you again. I don’t have time to deal with you." Okamoto warned, inches from Nino’s face. Nino fought against Hino with no success.
"Take him out of here, Hino." Okamoto said, turning away from Nino.
"I gave my entire fucking life to you and you won’t even use me!? If you’re not going to use me than kill me! Get rid of me like you wanted to! Kill me!" Nino shouted as Hino dragged him out of the room and into the hallway.
"Jesus, kid, what’s your fucking problem!?" Hino shouted, shoving Nino in an empty room across the hall and slamming the door behind them. Nino glared at Hino, panting in anger.
"I want out! I don’t want to do this anymore!" Nino screamed at him, walking in circles in a panic, feeling like the cement walls were closing in on him and the air was turning into water. Hino watched Nino fall to his knees, pounding the tile with his fists and crying out angrily.
Never spending much time with Nino, Hino never got to properly know him, but he always was proud of him for putting up with the society at such a young age. But now as he watched Nino crying on the floor, he understood that Nino was still just a kid.
"You’re never going to be out of this, Ninomiya." Hino said in a softer tone that Nino had never heard him use. Nino looked up at him and Hino knelt down, putting his hand on Nino’s shoulder.
"I want to be with them, Hino-san. I want to be with him!" Nino sobbed, falling forward into Hino’s broad shoulder.
"I know, kid... I know." Hino whispered, patting his shoulder softly. Nino gasped loudly for breaths through his tears, telling Hino how he wanted to be with Ohno, to be with him without having to carrying a gun everywhere they went and not having to look over his shoulder when the hairs on his neck stood up.
It was a good fifteen minutes when Himura finally found the two, his heart sinking when he saw Nino sitting on the floor with a vacant stare and bloodshot eyes. Hino stood up and stood next to Himura.
"What the hell is Okamoto thinking? The kid’s not put up for this." Hino hissed.
"How many fucking times do you think I told him? He wants Ninomiya to take his place and nothing is going to change his mind." Himura snapped back. Hino snarled under his breath and screwed his eyes shut.
"Ah... anything about Ishii’s killer?" Hino whispered. Himura shook his head and scowled.
"We know it was definitely one of Mori-san’s men. Ishii ran into one of them before and pissed him off... it was most likely a personal thing. Sakamoto-san is posing as a doctor down at the hospital now, he’s going to be doing the autopsy. He’ll be able to tell us more when he returns." Himura explained. Hino nodded and sighed.
"And Tamiko-chan? Does she know yet?" Hino asked. Himura shook his head slowly and nodded to Nino.
"That’s why we need him. He’s good friends with Tamiko... we’re going together to break the news. And she might know something about the killer... her girls hear all sorts of rumours from the men they take in." Himura explained. Hino grunted in understanding, wished Himura good luck and walked out the door.
Himura approached Nino cautiously and knelt beside him.
"Nino-kun. We have to go see Tamiko-chan... she doesn’t know about Ishii yet." Himura said softly. Nino turned his dark eyes to Himura and scowled.
"Why can’t you do it?" he whispered hoarsely.
"Because Tamiko-chan only talks to you." Himura reminded him with a sigh.
Nino muttered something under his breath as he stood up quickly and walked to the door, throwing it open angrily and storming down the hall, leaving a weary Himura in his wake.
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AN: Ahh so... they have kinda offically broken up :(
And the second death is Ishii D: But now we know Nino's purpose to Okamoto, eventually becoming the heir to the society...
Chapter 17... a new character Tamiko is introduced and we see a bit more into Nino's past.