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[stealthvelocity]

Jeez, Ikki, there, are you happy?! I have a journal now.

Don't even know how useful it is anyway...I don't wanna write in this thing...I doubt people will even care.

But whatever, Kazuma Mikura here, but I guess you can call me Kazu...if you even read this. I dunno, it's boring at home, sister's out, just been practicing more on the rollerblades

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[oneinchfuse]

OI! SKINNY! You hang out with the crow-idiot, right?!

[stealthvelocity]

Skinny?!

Crow-idiot being Ikki? Yeah, I do.

[oneinchfuse]

You wanna make something of it?

Yeah, so. WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!?

[stealthvelocity]

Che, not really.

How the hell would I know? But some guy's journal has him listed as part of the "Kurosaki residence".

[oneinchfuse]

"Kurosaki"? So he's gone out and got himself adopted?

[stealthvelocity]

I dunno, maybe, I wanna ask him about it too.

[oneinchfuse]

UGH. So Rika's makin' me waste my time by running all over town and he's off countin' panties in some other sucker's house?!

Che. Fine with me.

[stealthvelocity]

You're right about the panties, I think.

Sounds like you're worried about him.

[[Is he asking to be beaten up? MAYBE.]]

[oneinchfuse]

I'm always right.

Sounds like you wanna get snapped in half, skinny.

[[MIKAN ACCEPTS THIS OFFER!]]

[stealthvelocity]

Right...

...Huh? What?!

[[HE IS NOW LEFT DUMBFOUNDED! 8D YAY!]]

[oneinchfuse]

You doubting me?

I'm asking you if you're fond of bloody noses and the like.

[stealthvelocity]

Of course not.

Not really.

[oneinchfuse]

Are those ping-pong balls in your pants?! YOU'RE NOT WALKING AWAY WITHOUT A FIGHT

[[BEGIN *MAN TRAINING.*]]

[stealthvelocity]

W-what?!

[[YAY! Here comes our stud WHUT >D]]

[oneinchfuse]

My old punching bag has gotten adopted by some dude's family. I'm lookin' at a replacement.

[stealthvelocity]