They Would Fly – Scene IV

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"Idiot." Izumo muttered, shaking his head. Hokusai walked beside him, sporting a few very fashionable bruises. All plainly visible and all well deserved.

"Hey, at least I'm making some progress-"

Izumo snorted.

"-unlike you."

Izumo just grumbled and grabbed an apple form a random kids lunch.

"Hey!" the boy whined, but Izumo silenced him with a growl and show of fangs. Hokusai looked on, slightly amused, but continued to pursue the topic.

"I don't see what the problem is. You have two very beautiful women chasing after you, yet you can't seem to make up your mind. What the hells the matter with you, man?"

"I'm indecisive, that's all."

"Well you'd better get decisive soon. Otherwise, you very well may end up losing a shot at either of them."

"What do you mean by that?" Izumo asked, mouth full of fruit. Hokusai cringed.

"I mean someone may very soon take on of them for their own."

"Like who? You?"

"Oh no," Hokusai grinned, casting an almost predatory look at the back of a girl a few tables away. She was sitting alone, not that she seemed bothered by it, and had her head buried in a book.

Izumo shook his head again. "It's your funeral man."

"Or my wedding."

"Same difference." He shrugged and walked off, munching contently on his apple.