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Crime and Consequence (Atem x Reader) Chapter 2
Two: The Avenger
One //// Two //// Three //// Four //// [Five coming soon]
Summary: Years have passed since Atem's crimes came to light. Years have passed, but in some cases the wounds of that time were still fresh. Despite that, however, you've done your best to rebuild your life for you...and for your son. So, when Atem's crimes come back to hurt you and your boy, how will you survive and protect what little you have left?
Years have passed since Atem last saw you. Years have passed, and he had never been able to meet his son. Despite that, Atem carried on with his life, as limited and meaningless as it was, locked away for his crimes. So, when a threat is made against the only ones he still holds dear, how will he defend the love of his life and his boy?
(Modern, season 0 inspired AU. Contains some disturbing themes, depictions of violence, cursing/vulgar language, and sexual content.)
A.N.  I usually keep it ambiguous in my AUs, whether my versions of Domino are based on western, or Japanese cultures, and I'm doing the same thing here. Though I'm using the Japnese versions of the character's names, the way I portray the prison system in this chapter (as well as the next) is likely more contemporary with American prisons. Just thought I'd warn you guys about that since I know next to nothing about Japanese prisons and for the purpose of the story is had to make it more American.
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Dan was still getting used to his job, but the longer his first week went by, the more he was certain that he just wouldn’t ‘get used’ to it at all. The Domino City Penitentiary- more commonly called “Burngate”, was one scary-ass place, to put it mildly. Dan knew the risk of working in the buildings where they housed the city’s worst, literally worst, criminals, but with so few jobs out there, he figured the high risk was worth it. Better than getting evicted from his apartment and ending up on the streets anyway.
Besides, it wasn’t like he was a guard, hell, he was pretty much a glorified errand boy for the prison. Like his task today for instance: mail delivery. So long as he widely ignored the mild threats and graphic comments the inmates threw at him as he passed their mail into their cells, it wasn’t too bad. Dan was actually surprised with how many inmates got mail in the first place, though most only had one letter, maybe two if they were lucky. Why anyone would take time to write letters to these monsters was beyond him.
But there was one stack that had caught Dan’s interest as he made his rounds through the prison. A stack of mail six letters thick, all heading for the same cell. They didn’t all bear the same name, one was even addressed to “the savior”, so Dan kept telling himself it was probably just split among two cellmates who were good at keeping girlfriends on the outside or something. Still, as the stack of bulging envelopes stood stark against the dwindling piles on his cart, Dan wondered.
Finally he came to that lonely little cell, and the fading name card beside the door simply read “Inmate 27748, Atem Mutou”. Finding himself suddenly nervous, Dan stepped closer to the door and peered in through the small, barred window.
Inside was a man, much younger and scrawnier looking than he had expected, sitting cross-legged with his back against the far wall. Wild hair sporting several colors stuck up in crazed spikes and Dan knew the hair could easily add to any deranged look that might come across that youthful face. His eyes were closed as if he was sleeping or meditating and Dan had the sudden urge to bolt past the cell before the guy woke up and saw-
Violet eyes snapped open to meet Dan’s and the poor worker actually jumped at the sudden action. Too late to run now. Though, the urge to do just that increased tenfold when the man’s lips curled into a smirk, eyes lighting up.
“You’re new,” the inmate said simply, smile never leaving his face.
Dan felt his heart pounding in his ears as the man rose to his feet with a grace that was almost eerie. As he took a step closer to the door Dan didn’t resist the urge to step back.
The man- Atem, made a tutting noise as he came as close to the door and Dan as he could. “Come now, there’s no need to be scared. You have my word that I mean you no harm.” When Dan only answered with an audible gulp, Atem sighed and continued. “Look up my name or ask around and you’ll find that I only kill scum who’ve escaped justice. So,” Atem’s eyes traveled down to the nametag pinned to his shirt, “Dan, as long as you aren’t a murderer, rapist, pedophile, or any other example of human vermin blighting the earth, you have no reason to fear me.” The smirk that was getting creepier by the second actually softened a bit as Atem’s eyes peered down at the mail cart. “Besides, I wish to be friends with anyone who brings me my only contact to the outside world.”
Somehow feeling a bit more at ease, or at least enough to regain his curiosity, Dan grabbed the stack of mail and prepped to pass it through the meal slot in the door. “That’s a lot of letters for one guy, I figured you had to have a cellmate or two.”
Atem hummed, “No, this cell is all my own. The warden seems to be under the impression that I would find a way to kill any criminal they put in here with me.” The smirk turned to one that sent a cold shiver down Dan’s spine, “And given the kind of animals that are housed here, I think that’s a fair impression to have.” With that Atem snatched the letters from the slot and snapped it shut. “Thank you for delivering my mail. Now, I won’t keep you from your job any longer, I hope you stay safe during your employment here, Dan.”
Atem watched as the man scurried off without another word or a backwards glance and almost felt guilty for scaring him. He supposed he couldn’t help it anymore, five years in this pit had taken its toll on his social skill, among other things. He truly was grateful though, and turned to the letters with hope bubbling in his chest.
He flipped through them all, eyes scanning over the handwriting with an odd kind of hunger. He recognized most of the scrawls in an instant, one was new and another only vaguely familiar- but hot anger and disappointment rose in his chest when he went through all six and didn’t see the handwriting he truly longed for.
In a moment of madness, he growled and threw the papers across the room! He couldn’t help it, he was angry and desperate- he was at the end of his rope! Almost a year since your last letter, a year since he got to see the words your lovely hands crafted just for him, a year since he got to hear about his son. The beautiful baby boy you both made before his life went to hell.
Didn’t you realize your letters were the only bright light in his imprisonment? Didn’t you know every week that passed without your written words were hell for him?!
Atem caught himself before another harsh thought crossed his mind, it wasn’t fair to think those things of you. To calm his suddenly ragged breathing, he closed his eyes and took in a few deep breaths, remembering his mantra. He couldn’t be impatient with you. You had your own life, a life you had to live and provide for without him. You had responsibilities, his son paramount among them, he couldn't blame you for neglecting to write to him.
Besides, Atem was no delusion fool. He knew the only reason you wrote him and sent him pictures of Yugi at all was because you thought it was the right thing to do. It wasn’t some romantic gesture of devotion on your part. Some part of him hoped and clung to the idea that somewhere, deep in the heart he had broken, you still loved him; but the letters were not sent because you were still clinging to him and the life you had before.
Despite that, despite all of that, he still held tight to every word you wrote him as if they were his life line- the only things making his life here worth while. Atem sighed, slumped against his cell door, and ran a hand over his face, a pitiful feeling rolling in his chest. Honestly, he was lucky you wrote to him at all, considering what had happened the last time he saw you.
His leg was shaking. It was a sign of nerves that he had never exhibited before. Of all the panic-inducing things that had happened to him this past week, he supposed it made sense this was the most nerve-wracking. The detectives who questioned him were pitiful, bearly worth the sweat on his brow as they tried to intimidate a confession out of him. It was only because one of them had the gall to threaten the love of his life that they got him to confess to more than the one murder they witnessed him committing. Then the others in the jail they kept him in were even more pitiful. Thugs who tried to threaten and scare him through the bars of their cells like children playing bully in a schoolyard. They realized very quickly that they were nothing when he showed them just how much damage he could do even with the bars separating them. None of that had made him this nervous, even as the threat of life in prison, or execution itself loomed over his head.
None of it had scared him more than facing you.
There was a buzzing sound and his eyes snapped up from the metal table to watch the barred door of the visiting room. A moment later it opened, and there you stood.
You looked unwell. Eyes red and tired looking, as if you hadn’t slept in days and spent all the waking moments crying. Perhaps that was exactly the hell you had been through. He had no idea what the detectives had told you, or what the news anchors were saying about his crimes. And he had no idea how you were taking the truths of his sins being brought to light.
As you stepped into the secured room he stood, tried to hold his hands out to you- but the chains clasped to his wrists yanked him back down. Something flashed in your eyes as they lingered on the cuffs. It must have hurt, seeing him like this.
“Kitten,” he whispered, trying desperately to draw your attention back to him and away from the shackles. But when your eyes met his, he saw a fury in them that made him want to recoil.
“Don’t call me that.”
Shame reared its head and all he could do was nod, waiting for you to take the seat across from him. He never took his eyes off of you as you approached the table and bench, casting a wary glance at the armed officers standing in the corners of the room. This was all wrong, someone as pure and precious as you shouldn’t be subjected to a place like this.
When you sat, a thick and stale silence hovered between you both. He didn’t want to speak first, lest he say the wrong thing and bring out your ire again, so he continued to wait.
Eventually, you let out a shaky breath and shook your head.
“I don’t know what to say or where to start.”
He heard the strain in your voice, the tears threatening to break through. In all your years together, only once before had he done something foolish enough to make you cry and he still felt twinges of guilt at the memory. How long would this haunt him? How long until the pain of knowing how much he hurt you faded?
“Please, my love, please let me explain.”
“Explain why you confessed to murdering thirty people?” you snapped. “I couldn’t believe it at first, when they brought me in for questioning. I couldn’t believe that my noble, sweet Atem did anything they were accusing you of. But then you confessed- you confessed to it all!”
All he could do was look back at you and he was sure his eyes were desperate and pleading. If it wasn’t for these damned chains he would pull you into his arms and hold you- let you cry and beat on his chest all you wanted, let you take whatever vengeance you wanted from him for making you feel this way.
After another minute, you ask in a simple and tired tone, “Why?”
“Because I couldn’t save Yugi.” For all the complexity of his crimes, his reasoning really was simple. “He was taken from us, killed like- like an animal, and his murderer was let go. They let the filth that killed my little brother go, because of a technicality.”
He couldn’t keep the anger from clawing through his voice. Even now, years and years later, he still felt the raw pain and rage over Yugi’s death. His little brother was as pure and bright as the sun, never causing or wishing anyone harm, always doing what was right and kind even when others didn’t deserve it. And what had the world done to reward his kindness? He was beaten and cut up by a psychopath who preyed on teenage boys. A psychopath that was free to kill again because of an error in the investigation, a mistake that made the case against him null and void.
Atem saw a numbed version of understanding in your eyes while he spoke, as if he had confirmed something the back of your mind had already told you. Did you forgive him, then? Did you understand his need for justice? You had loved Yugi like a brother, you had known him even longer than you had known Atem himself. So then, did a part of you forgive his bloody actions, understanding first hand how devastating Yugi’s death had been?
“I thought that was why,” you whispered, “when they said Chopman was one of your victims, I thought...I tried to tell them that you may have killed him but-...but thirty other people, Atem?”
“Not people, monsters,” he corrected in a careful, delicate tone, “monsters like the thing that took Yugi from us. When I killed him it-”
He averted his eyes from yours, his explanation becoming jumbled and desperate in his head. He took a moment to recollect, and he thought about keeping his eyes downcast as he explained the rest, but no, you deserved to be looked in the eye, no matter how much it killed him to see your horror.
“When I killed him, it didn’t help. I had this...void in me, this darkness that kept telling me others just like him were out there. Killers and predators that were walking free to hurt more people… And that I had to be the one who brought them to justice, I was the was one who could put a stop to their killing and raping and drug pedaling and-” He drew in a sharp breath. He had gotten carried away, the look in your eyes had shifted, but he wasn’t sure he could read it.
One thing was certain though, he was scaring you. No matter how you felt about the people he killed, his words were scaring you. After all, you had never seen a side of him that was this...disturbing.
“I never hurt an innocent person.” It was a desperate move. A truth that he was bringing out because above all, above what anyone else thought of him, the idea of you being disgusted with him tore him apart inside. “I was always careful to never endangered an innocent life. If you believe anything I say, please believe that I wasn’t so mad as to hurt someone who didn’t deserve it.”
“I’m not the only one who knows that,” you said in a tone devoid of any particular strong emotion. Your eyes shifted to the small window placed high on the wall, “did they tell you that people are gathering outside the jail, holding up signs supporting you? They’re calling you The Avenger.”
He had heard. Even through the thick concrete walls, he heard the cheering and shouting from his cell- but he didn’t care about all that! Right now the only person he gave a damn about was you. The only opinion that mattered to him at all, was yours!
“A lot are going to think you’re a hero.” Your eyes finally turned back to meet his.
He held your gaze, careful and steady, “And what do you think?”
He watched as your eyes finally glossed over with a sheen of tears. Only one broke free to run down your cheek as you whispered, lowly, almost broken, “I don’t know.”
His hands reacted, reaching out to you, longing- needing to hold you, to wipe away the tears and make amends. But again the shackles stopped him, clanging in an ear-splitting wrench as they slid and caught on the metal table. You flinched at the sound, or...or were you flinching away from him? Nails clawed at his chest at the thought, at the idea that you were scared of him. That you ever thought he could harm you .
He barely registered that the guards had surged forward at his action, but seeing that his chains stopped him, were hanging back, observing and ready to strike.
“I’m sorry.” He had never sounded so desperate, but Atem didn’t care. “I never meant to hurt you. I never meant for any of this to-”
“Stop!”
He flinched that time, you were at the end of your rope, angry and hurt and scared. All of it was there in your tone.
“You’re sorry?” you accused, appalled disbelief etched on your face. “How many times did you lie to me to cover up this- this sick mission of yours? How many times did you come home and put hands on me right after murdering someone? You ‘never meant to hurt me’? From what I can tell you weren’t thinking of anyone but yourself- your needs!” You jumped to your feet, glaring down at him with that righteous fury. “Did you know Jonouchi might be kicked off the force because of his ties to you? Do you know how many people have sent me death threats and cussed me out on the street because they think I knew what you were doing this whole time? Even throwing aside the moral question of what you did, every crime you admitted to is bleeding over onto everyone you love!”
He jumped to his feet as well, “Everything I did was to protect others!” he was angry, ashamed, confused and- so many other damn things and his head was spinning! “I’ll make this right- I’ll- I’ll find a way, but don’t ever question why I did the things I did. I wanted justice for all those victims, I wanted to stop any more harm from being done! And I won’t let you or Jonouchi or anyone else pay for my crimes, I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you, I’ll-”
“I’m pregnant!”
His mind stalled. The words, blurted out almost frantically, rang in his ears….Pregnant?
More tears were rolling down your cheeks now, and after a moment of silence, you threw your hands in defeat, body practically going limp; all the fight slowly draining from you. “I was going to tell you on our next date night. Was going to plan this big romantic reveal...to tell you we were having a baby.” You looked at him as if you didn’t know him anymore, and only held his gaze for a slow heartbeat, “Now I don’t know what to do.”
And with that, you turned away. He blinked to snap out of his stupor and called out your name, but you didn’t look back. The officer by the door jumped to open it for you, giving the others a gesture to take the prisoner away. Even as they grabbed his arms he called for you, but you kept your back turned to him. He started to struggle, as if he had any chance to break free, chase after you, and make this even an ounce better. He must have sounded deranged as he screamed your name over and over, until the door slammed shut behind you.
Atem scrubbed his hands over his face again, the memory still raw and painful in his mind. At the time, he thought that was the end, that that was the last we would ever hear of you and the child you were supposed to have and raise together. For six months he went through life in a haze, his sentencing, his transfer to Burngate, the stunts he had to pull in order to show the scum here that he was not to be trifled with, all of it. He admitted that he became a bit more...brutal in those months. The other prisoners who tried to jump him to make an example of him or take their revenge for some associate he had killed met a very...bloody end. More bloody than he had extended to the criminals he was put in there for killing. In truth, he simply didn’t give a damn about much of anything at that point.
But then, he received your first letter.
It was a simple thing, short, but enough to make him regain his sense of self, even just a bit. “I thought long and hard about this,” you had written, “but in the end, you’re still his father and you deserve to know him, even if it’s from afar.” And with the letter, was a picture of a beautiful newborn baby, wrapped in a deep purple blanket, eyes closed and little pink face passive with sleep. “I named him Yugi. If he becomes half the man his uncle and namesake was, then I know we’ll both be proud.”
Atem smiled at the thought of that first picture. The warm expanse of emotions that rose in his chest at the sight of his boy, his son. But there was also regret. And anger. He had no one to blame but himself, and because of his actions you had to raise their little one on your own. He had no worries that you couldn’t, but, the fact that him building a happy, loving home with you was now unattainable broke his heart. And the saddest part? He had been so close, so damn close to stopping. Quitting his ‘bloody mission’ and focusing on his future with you.
Too little too late, he supposed.
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“You awake in there, creep?”
Atem, who’s eyes had been scanning over one of the letters he had gotten that day, barely moved the paper enough to look at his door’s window. It was Ushio. One of the guards who showed just how cruel men could be when they had power over another. He was always looking for an excuse to beat prisoners half to death. Even relished when there were riots despite how often they resulted in the deaths of his coworkers.
Ushio snarled when all Atem did was stare from his reclined position on the bed. “Put your girly poems away, you got a visitor.”
A visitor? But, who? No one had ever been given authorization to visit him, as prisoners in this penitentiary were rarely given that privilege and visitors had to be thoroughly screened before getting permission.
Carefully, Atem folded the letter and put it on his bed before rising. “And who may I ask, wants to see me?”
A nasty smirk covered Ushio’s face. “You’ll find out soon enough, creep.”
Accompanied by three other guards, Ushio led Atem down the stark hallways of the prison and as they walked, Atem wondered. None of his old friends had contacted him since his sentencing, sadly, so he doubted it was any of them. You wouldn’t come to visit him without mentioning it in a letter, surely...unless something was very wrong.
Atem shook the thought from his mind. It had to be one of his fans. Many had expressed interest in meeting him face to face and some were surely determined enough to jump through the hoops required to get put on the visitor’s list.
When they were buzzed through the several doors that blocked off the visiting rooms from the main prison, Ushio gave a silent nod to the other guards, who promptly scurried off down the hallway. That caught Atem’s interest too. Never was a prisoner allowed to be with a visitor with only one guard to contain any ‘trouble’. Ushio made no comment of the fact, only turning and opening the thick metal door.
It was a private visiting room, yet another abnormality, and inside there was only one man. Atem instantly recognized the look of a two-bit thug. He was looking at Atem over the rim of expensive-looking sunglasses, one hand clutched tight over a case of sorts, the other playing idly with the gold chains on his neck. His head was shaved, with a gaudy tattoo of a snake in place of hair, another tattoo of a scorpion crawling down his neck. He smiled at Atem with a look of knowing and anticipation, as if he had been waiting for this meeting for some time. Atem only stared back, stone-faced and still.
When Ushio moved to cuff Atem to the table in the room, the man waved him off. “Don’t bother with those. I ain't afraid of this punk.” He then stepped closer to Ushio and presented a wad of twenties to him, “As promised. Just make sure you give me the room for as long as I need it.”
Ushio chuckled and took the money, stuffing it inside his jacket pocket. “Gladly.”
With that, Ushio walked out, closed the door, and left Atem alone with the lowlife. Said thug stared at Atem for a long moment, looking rather satisfied. “You know who I am?”
“A drug dealing roach who thinks he’s something special?” Atem said in a bored tone.
The roach in question only scoffed at him, “Names Haru...Haru Hirutani.”
Ah, Hirutani, now that did trip something in Atem’s memory. A tall, blonde crime lord who met his end face down in a puddle of rainwater, with lethal currents of electricity running through his body. Atem had come very close to ridding Domino of the entire Rintama gang that night, but knew that many had escaped his grasp. He always hoped that taking out the heads of the gang was enough. Apparently he had missed one.
“You killed my brother,” the thug said, face dropping some of that smug contentment and shifting to something even more sinister.
“And now you’re here to gloat over my incarceration?” Atem asked, still sounding rather bored. “Or are you going to try getting your payback with your fists?”
Again Hirutani scoffed, “Nah. I’m here because my revenge’s been five years in the making. I finally have all the power and money I need to make you pay for what you did to him. Took a long time for me to rebuild my brother’s empire, but now it’s even greater than he imagined.”
Atem smirked at that. “Empire? Your brother was gutter trash who built his reputation by selling drugs to children.” Spurred on by the memories- the righteous anger he felt when he saw what that rat did to literal children, Atem narrowed his eyes at the man before him and leaned in. He looked the second Hirutani brother in the eyes as he said, tone low and dangerous, “Your brother deserved everything I did to him.”
To Atem’s surprise, the man only smirked. “And your girl is gonna deserve everything I do to her.”
Atem felt his blood go cold, but he tried his damnedest to make sure the surprise and fear didn’t show on his face. Before Atem could reply, Hirutani turned and walked over to the table in the room, opened the case in his hands and started setting papers on the metal surface. No, not papers, pictures.
“I could do something mainstream and simple, like pay the guards to look the other way while I put holes in you right here, but I ain’t a fool.” the thug said, still with that smirk as Atem walked closer until the pictures were in view.
His heart was thundering in his ears now. They were all of you, and of Yugi. You, walking in the dark parking lot of the hospital. Yugi, playing games on a small apartment porch. Both of you eating icecream as you walked down the sidewalk together. A mother tucking her sleepy son into bed, taken through a bedroom window.
“See, I know with a man like you, it don’t matter if I stab you or beat you,” Hirutani continued, voice full of malicious glee. “Nah, the real pain is knowing the people you love are gonna pay instead.”
“Stay away from them,” Atem growled, losing his grip, rage and fury taking over. How easy it would be to end this scum right here and now. Half a dozen means of doing just that flashed through his mind, most of which could be done before Ushio could get that door open- but no, he had to keep a grip on himself. Chances were this man had a legion of lackeys who would hurt the love of Atem’s life and his son for nothing but to honor their boss’ reputation.
“They go to the park every Wednesday and Saturday,” Hirutani continued, unperturbed by Atem’s threat as he pulled out another picture. This one was of you pushing Yugi on a swing in a small park surrounded by trees and wildflowers. “And they walk home down a nice isolated road.” He gave a perverse hum of appreciation. “Hm, she’s a real looker. I’m gonna have a lot of fun with her. But I ain’t a monster, the kid- cute kid by the way, real happy boy, now him, I’ll make sure he goes quick. Won’t hardly suffer at all. Your girl on the other hand,” he whistled, then looked Atem in the eyes as if to silently convey all his sick plans. “And I’ll enjoy every second of it.” He flashed Atem that sick smile. “What I’ll enjoy more though, is how much it’ll kill you, knowing it’s all your fault, and being stuck in here, helpless to stop it.”
Despite the fire in his veins and all the violent thoughts running through his mind, Atem kept calm. Despite how much he wanted to set this- this parasite ablaze and watch him burn for even thinking of harming you or the son you shared, despite it all, Atem kept calm. He had always been a man of strategy, it was what kept him and his mission going for so long. Attacking the thug now would feel good, but it wouldn’t save you and Yugi, and being thrown into solitary confinement would hinder the plan that was already forming in his mind.
So, instead, Atem smiled and got a rush of satisfaction when something faltered in Hirutani’s eyes. “Are you sure I’m so helpless to stop you?”
That scared the punk. He stepped back and ran a suddenly nervous hand over his tattooed head. “Even if you try to shank me right now, my guys will go ahead with my plan, just like I told them to.”
“I know.” Atem was enjoying this. Watching the rat squirm and wonder. And he was going to enjoy making him pay for threatening the only things that mattered to him anymore. “I’m going to make what I did to your brother look tame and merciful.”
“You’re just making this worse for your girl and kid,” Hirutani spat, then called for Ushio at the top of his lungs. “You're gonna regret all of this, Mutou!”
Atem said nothing as Ushio opened the door and grabbed him by the arm. He kept his eyes, as well as his smirk, on Hirutani as the guards pulled him away.
Ushio said nothing as they escorted him back down the halls, down the prison cell blocks. Atem was looking, waiting for an opportunity to obtain something- anything that would help the plan reeling in his head.
He was lucky, because soon several prisoners turned a corner, marching towards them with two other guards. When Atem saw that among them was a particularly hot head that was far too easy to manipulate, an idea sparked. Atem had never been one for gossip or rumors, but he had heard one swapped by the guards that might provide a perfect distraction.
“Evening, Jin.” Atem greeted as he and the other prisoners intersected in the hall. “Did you know that your wife has been sending some very naughty letters to Milo?”
“The hell did you just say!?” Jin spat, blazing eyes flashing to the man walking in front of him. He actually stepped out of the line up to look the accused more directly, ignoring the snapped warning from the guards.
Milo, a tall mountain of a man, looked over his shoulder and down at Jin as if he were a roach. “Don’t even try. I aint above crushing you under by boot, fool.”
Just as Atem had predicted Jin’s short fuse blew and he practically howled in rage as he jumped at the mountain. The other’s in the line up had mixed reactions as the guards surged forward, some hooted with laughter, others egged them on, and finally, as Atem had hoped, two actually joined in on the fight.
That caused Ushio and his cronies to step in and Atem took the moment to strike. Ushio was a chain smoker, and chain smokers should always have a source of fire on their person, even if it was against the prison’s rules. The abusive guard was too distracted to notice the deft hand slipping into his pocket, or the next when that one came up empty. Unfortunately Atem’s luck ran thin when someone in the scuffle knocked into him and he fell against Ushio’s back, hard.
That got attention.
“Back in line, Mutou!” Ushio spat and a large fist collided with Atem’s face.
Atem was sent back across the hall from the blow and tumbled to the ground. Shouts echoed behind and above him, excited cries from the inmates, guards spewing threats, but Atem didn’t care about any of it now. He got to his hands and knees, letting his vision settle after the jarring punch. A familiar iron tang filled his mouth as his teeth ached and a moment later Atem spat a small pool of blood onto the gray floor. He ignored the stark red and instead opened his palm, the object held there hidden from the view of anyone else. His plan was already coming together as he smiled down at the small black lighter.
Yes, this would do nicely.
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ruchip103 · 4 years
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Ch 6: Japanese Society and Daily Life
Safety in Japan:
“Japan is one of the most advanced countries with the lowest crime rates in the world. In the land of the Rising Sun, 1.3 thefts are committed per 100,000 inhabitants where ass in the US the rate is 233 per 100,000. The Difference is incredible” 
It is surprising how with Japan”s high population, the crime rate is very small. It is admirable how safe going to Japan is. As a tourist, that is one relieving factor when traveling to a foreign country. It is said that walking around the street at any time is pretty much safe. This is very different from the atmosphere at Akron where is ideal to be not out during the night. The use of no pin codes for cell s proves how safe Japan is. While Japan does have strict laws regarding crime, There culture is said to be one of the main reasons why there is so little crime. The Japanese people think about themselves to be in a group whereas western culture emphasis to look out for one’s self first. Committing a crime in Japan is considered to bring about shame towards the whole nationality and guilt is felt. This mentally contributes to their low crime rates. 
The Delights of Japanese Cuisine:
The Japanese are authentic gourmets. They are very demanding about food, and when they travel they always think more about tasing some local dishes then visiting monuments or museums. Japnese travel guides look more like a catalog of restaurants than anything else”
Food is a big part of Japanese culture. Food is incorporated in many aspects of a japanes person’s life. Many TV shows revolve around eating food rather than preparing it. Contrast to American and European culture, Japanese dining at restaurants is inexpensive. Tokyo is known to have the highest number of Michelin stars which shows food holds high value in their culture. I am looking forward to high authentic Japanese food that differs from the food we are used to here. 
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strawberryspeachy · 3 years
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So. I orders clothes off this app where people resell the clothes they dont want. (And stuff)
I bought my tv from there and a skirt at the exact same time as the oufit im waiting on (from a different seller)
My name and address becomes available to ppl once i order from them
Both other ppl sent it to my real name
Sometimes my aparement building doesnt come up on google. Both sellers this time said they had an issue
So i sent them the number of the house next door which sometimes works and i told them that
So it was #building name #room number
#street address - 3 numbers (first two the same, the third 24 instead of 27)
City, municipality, zip
The other seller saif it corrected itself for her and clarified the correct number
The second one was like GOT IT but didnt reiterate
But because she said the same exact thing as the other i figured it was fine
The others package got here in two days
I waited 5 for the other and asked for the tracking number
She doesnt have it and said shell ask for it after the holiday
She asked if my address was correct then sent me THE MOST BS THING I HAVE EVER
So. She took out my building name....then added my room number onto the end of the WRONG street address
ANDDDD she used my ACCOUNT NAME instesd of my real FuCKinG NAME ——- she didnt tell me that till today after i went to the post office
She sent me a message today saying she talked to the post office. They said they tried to mail it to me but i wasnt home so they left a paper to pick it up and only (screen name) could recieve it
K. So this is all in a japanese and my japanese is not good.
So even though she said that - i read it as “you can pick it up” not as “only (name) can pick it up”
So i went. I asked the staff about it and showed them out messages. Everything is written out there in japnese for them to understand
BUT HERE COMES THE JAPANESE PEOPLE REFUSE TO TRY AND HELP
i said a little and showed them the message she sent me today. Which had the name of the manager who was called and told about the situation by the seller
Then said. But theres been some mistakes.
And scrolled up to the address that she sent it to
So. I had to ask them to please read it. I showed it to them. They glanced at it. Then looked up and started asking me questions. I told them to read. She they just scrolled around and PRETENDED to read. Instesd of actually reading.
I didnt realize that it literally says (name) must pick it up. BUT THEY CAN UNDERSTAND THAT and my NAME WAS THERE IN THE CONVERSTION. CAUSE ITS ME
So they told me oh we cant look. We need the tracking number. What day it was sent. And where it was sent from
And as usual. The dude goes off on a tangent in jaapnese and im like
I cant understand. And offered him my phone to type in japanese to translate. He doesnt. They ALWAYS look at it like its a complicated confusing device theyve never seem ITS AN IPHONE. He goes in the back and gets a translater. And translates what i just said above.
K yeah no. I understood the simple shit.
Fuck dude. I cant stand having convos with japanese ppl where i respond to and understand their simple shit - then when they get complicated i say i cant understand. So they fucking translate the shit THAT I RESPONDED BACK TO THEM IN JAPANESE ABOUT OBVIOUSLY PROVING I UNDERSTOOD THAT PART
k so i message the seller
The post office is confused. They need blah blah
She then FINALLY CLARIFYS LIKE WHY DID YOU WAIT
oh i sent it by regular mail so there is no tracking. And I explained the situation to that manager (she just wrote the name in the last email - not that that manager understood the situation) and i sent it to your screen name
And then all the info that the post office asked for
UNFORTUNATELY. i got there late and the post office was closed before i got her response
But now im pissed at thr post office too. Cause like you fucking assholes can read and understand japanese. She wrote in a way i assume japnese people would understand - not needing to specify every individual thing for me - who can’t understand their vague speech.
AND the name of their MANAGER Was there. So of course they didnt go -hey. I know that person - lets ask her if she knows anything.
Nope. Just your regular run of the mill ‘im gonna tilt my head back and forth and laugh for 30 minutes’ cause god forbid they tell you what they have to say ONCE when youre confused and let you go try to figure it out CAUSE YOU MIGHT FIGURE IT OUT AND MAKE THEM DO THEIR JOB NOOOOOO so theyll just repeat the same thing like 20 times you use - following you every time you try to walk away. Stopping you from typing - and telling you to come over here. Come over there. Sit here. Stop there.
Welp thats not all. I live in a sharehouse. One of the housing ppl were here when i left. This house is a mess and the shoebox is a couple feet from the door despite us not being allowed to wear shoes in the house (and its really FUCKING DIRTY) and the shoe thing in japan is just tradition - its not cause they care about.... anything. Japanese people step into places with their shoes on and take their shoes off there all the time. Ppl looked at me weird and told me it was fine when i first moved here and took the shoe thing seriously
But. Pretty sure the housing hate me (cause i complain to have them fix the stuff THAT THEYRE SUPPOSED TO FIX AND DO - back to that japanese ppl hating to actually have to do their job instead of pretend work thing)
So of course. At the EXACT same time as i walked in the door - the housing dude was leaving and was in the lowered spot with the shoes
I should have just walked back outside and waited a few seconds. But i didnt. I walked in. Took the two steps in and changed my shoes.
He turned to watch me before continuing to put his shoes on and leave.
Thats the same dude who said nothing when he saw my housemates girlfriend here - but did walk over to his room to confirm he saw what he did. And then sent an email about it like a week later
So now im stressed that im gonna get in trouble for - doing something everyone in this house and out do
And im tired
And miserable
And why do i always manage have everything happen at THE EXACT WRONG MOMENT - why havent i ever experienced the exact RIGHT moment. Always the exact wrong one
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tooruhyung · 7 years
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Okinawa
Well, i'm not gonna be too long because i am sooooooo tired (you know from all that swimming in the ocean and late night rooftop beer parties, life is soooo difficult...😜)
Okinawa is both a place very Japnese and very much not. For instance there are approximately the same amount of koreans as japanese...
Everything is really about looks, here people actually do show skin, which is a blessing because it's freaking hot. (Also note on appearances: guys are sooo fashionable but most of them go and ruin all of it with extremely atrocious shoes) sense of safety is the same standard. Like i went swimming and walking around the beach resort leaving my bag with my wallet and passport unattended and guess what nothing happened! The streets look Japanese, the things day sell vary, they are definitely a very local mix. There's so many local specialties. Mangobread, pineapple flavored beer, sweetpotato sweets, snake sake and fresh dragonfruit just to name a few.
The beaches are breathtaking. That's all i can say. Im blow away by the fishes, the colors, the coralls and the warmness of the water.
All in all I fully understand why this place is dubbed as the Hawaii of Japan.
So yeah, for these few days i am just going from beach resort to beach resort and from market places to shopping street.
Today i'll explore a market and a historic castle.
Right now it's pouring so I'm chilling in a starbucks drinking my cold brew float coffee with valencia syrup. That's as hipster as it gets i guess.
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Friday October 5 @ Insomnia Gallery in Houston Texas. The art trap continues..  オディオ  O D I O
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fence-sitter · 7 years
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Dreamy asks
1. what is your favourite plant? the acacia (wattle tree) 2. do you believe in aliens? yes sir ee 3. name three artists ( musical or art ) that have inspired you or impacted you. The Strokes, Henri Matisse and Pierre-auguste Renoir  4. who are your favourite people in the world? My family, my family friends (”the guys”), my friends Taylah and Gibby.  5. talk about your crush or someone you love. I don’t really have a crush right now. I had one in uni but I’ll probably never see him again :c 6. what is your favourite dog breed? Probably cattle dog because its all I’ve ever known. 7. write a short story or poem about what your favourite season feels like to you. A kiss on your cheek from the sun goddess, Warm morning tea running down your throat, Cold water lapping at your bare sandy feet, Native bees crawling along your arm; The season of colour and new beginnings.
8. what are your favourite names? My all time favourites are Margo and Josie but I love the names Olive and Sage and also Ruben and Oliver. 9. do you enjoy reptiles as pets? why or why not? I dig reptiles so much. Once there was a girl at the Noosa farmers market and she was just walking around with her orange snake, it was the coolest thing ever. 10. how does art or music make you feel? Art and music usually make me feel more like myself like they are this forever lasting energy that is so grounding and they’re mine, no one elses. No one else feels exactly the way I do when I listen to this song or look at this painting. Art and music are both such personal things and thats why they make me feel like myself. 11. do you prefer the beach or the mountains? I love both so much but I’m going to say mountains because they make me feel so blissful and at peace. 12. indoor gardens or outside gardens? um outside 13. do you like long hair or short hair? Short hair 14. what is your favourite childhood memory? watching fantasia at my nana’s old Lupas Street house. 15. what is the dreamiest/most surreal thing that has ever happened to you? Going on ski trip and wanting to feeling that fast yet graceful sensation over and over. Like I was going so fast I could just take off and float away. 16. where do you feel time stop? When I’m floating in the ocean by myself 17. what is your favourite breed of cat? WE ARE SIAMESE IF YOU PLEASE (or any black cat) 18. are you pro freckle? pro freckle to THE STARS 19. what is your favourite thing right now? Imitating those luxury European lifestyle photos on tumblr where they’re sitting on a balcony eating scones and looking fresh to the gods with a soft light in the background and looking down at the ancient architecture and cobblestone roads. Thats me, thats all I want to be.  20. what is your hidden talent? (example: memory, double joints, etc. ) Making a horse galloping sound with the side of my tongue. The only people I know who can do it are my mum and brother. 21. what is the best dream you've ever had? the one where Kurt Cobain’s spirit haunted all my friends and then found me and was like ‘oh whats up’  22. are you a good plant owner? yes I am  23. what is your favourite article of clothing? all my big baggy T-shirts 24. how many languages do you know? only english but there are so many I’d love to learn like Italian and Japnese. Also Dutch and French just sounds so damn beautiful to me. 25. what is your dream vacation? I just want to explore the shit out of Italy I WANT TO LIVE THERE I’m so in love with her. 26. do you believe in zodiacs/horoscopes? Not particularly but I play along. It’s fun to pretend the stars have real, not human constructed, meanings to make us feel like we have an everlasting purpose on this earth. 27. if you could have any superpower, what would it be? Invisibility for sure. I’ve always felt like I’d be super good at stealth like Violet from The Incredibles. I could walk at night time and not be afraid of being jumped and I could hide from people I don’t feel like running into at the shopping center.  28. who is the most unproblematic person you know? Next to me, Rosemary for sure. 29. do you know how beautiful you are? I love me 30. what is your favourite feeling? the beach 31. what is your favourite cold drink? Ginger Ale or Rum and Coke with lots of ice on a hot day 32. what is your favourite hot drink? TEA 33. what has been the highlight of your week? Considering it’s a Monday I’d have to pick from just today. My mum just put a classical radio station on and I hung out some clean sheets in the wind with it playing in the background like some sort of fresh goddess I’m so in love.  34. who are your favourite tumblrs? all of the ones I follow, especially all the Strokes blogs 35. what are your favourite sounds? music, I just love music.  36. what is your aesthetic of choice? When there are obstacles in the sun rays and it creates shapes in the shadows and hues of heaven 37. if you could spend a day with anyone, who would it be? Priscilla Presley  38. do you like anons? why or why not? I don’t get any but I would love them 39. what is the nicest thing someone has ever said about you? Celine once told me that I make her want to be a better person and that completed me tbh that made me see I was living the right life and I thrived after that, I really frickin miss that gum drop I want her back. 40. list the top five things you love about yourself or your life. I love having mornings off to cherish myself; I love my face when I wear super minimalistic makeup that only I can tell I’m wearing; I love taking care of my skin; I love my music taste; I love having more time than ever to think about and do art. 41. have you ever seen the ocean? Yes, she is my soulmate
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