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[This morning Mikado is gone.

More pressingly, his computer and most of the things in his room are gone too. Masaomi stares at it for a long while through the hole in the wall (covered by a sheet) dividing their two rooms when he went to check on Mikado today. As it stands... well. Well. There's a few possible conclusions, and they all fly into his head: kidnapped, kidnapped by someone else? Seduced-? all of them leave a foul taste in his mouth. Thus, eventually, he flips open the journal. His tone is flat, with an unhidden hint of threat in it-]

Have any of you seen Mikado Ryuugamine?

[... But he's too antsy to focus on just that. Instead, he's going to hit up all the likely hang outs- he's going to hit up all of the friends of Mikado's he knows the house/apart numbers of. Archie Kennedy, Anne, Shuri, Selphie. For good measure, he then will go to people he wonders might be useful - the clinic to see if he can't find Law-san or someone else there and then around to look for Shikamaru, even though he doesn't know where he lives. By the end of the day, he's just going to be looking in the windows of all the houses he can, and then going to the apartment doors of everyone he can and knocking on their door... progressively feeling more and more like hitting someone or something.

SO UH. Run unto him wherever ! He's feeling insane]

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Why can't things ever be simple?]

Nah. I don't think I will.

[...Trying to tug his hand free. Because, what even]

[Shikamaru might not be the strongest person there is, but you can't be a ninja on smarts alone. His hand budges forward some, but he responds by making his grip tighter. There's enough pressure to hurt now.]

You know it's funny. I still don't think you answered my earlier question.

And you haven't -[yanking is hand again, this time with more force. Before he was just trying to pull off, now he's okay if it overbalances Shikamaru or whatever. Even if it might not because, lol, triceps] let go.

[Rather than fight it, he just steps in with it as opposed to being yanked forward. It's better than straining his grip.]

I let you go and you take the first chance you get to ditch me and run off and do something troublesome, idiot.

We were going to go our separate ways, Shikamaru-kun. I'm not your responsibility, I don't think?

[Another tug. ]

[More pressure. And while he has a retort to that, he keeps it to himself. Masaomi called them comrades. Maybe he said it because he thought it would help him get his way - and Shikamaru could even believe it, if that's the case.

But where Shikamaru comes from, that's not a word you throw around him. You call him your friend, then he's going to damn well be your friend. Even if it might not seem like it.]

You got that right - you don't think, and then you do stupid shit.

[He brings up his other hand to point at him, finger in front of his face.] So if you need to fight someone, Masaomi, fight me.

[ . . . Anger rising even more. He bristles and his eyes go a little wide. He shouts this]

I never said anything about fighting, I'm looking for my friend!

[and in the aftermath his grits his teeth]

And not finding him, like I bet a lot of people have told you that you wouldn't already.

So. What?! I'm not just going to stop right now!

Not the point, idiot. [Not that he thinks explaining it to him will help much. Better to keep trying to push his buttons.] Even if they're probably right.

Ah? [And now the teeth clenching stops - a sick little smile plays on his lips instead]

Ah, you think so? So what?

[He notes the change in attitude - possibly getting somewhere now? There's a lot about Masaomi that Shikamaru just plain doesn't know about. But there's something unbalanced there - he got the gist of that from what Katara told him and how he saw Masaomi act during the draft, when lives were at stake. It's a lot to read into, but he understands that that's only scraping just beneath the surface when it comes to this sort of thing.]

Keep saying that, like it makes a difference. [His tone is bored; unmoved.]

If you don't care, just let me go.

[There's one more tug, but this is at the end of his patience. The smile - which never quite met his eyes - fades, and now he just frowns]

[Shikamaru's expression remains more or less a blank slate. He doesn't say anything to that - nothing to say to that at this point. But he doesn't let go either.]

Let go. Let go, dammit!

[His voice breaks a bit here. Some tears come into his eyes, like this did with Frey, and like with Frey he throws a punch, a strong hook with his free hand to Shikamaru's face]

[The one thing Shikamaru always did have going for him in taijutsu was his ability to dodge - quickly, at that. He moves his head and shifts his shoulders, rolling off the hook just enough so that it doesn't connect.

At the same time, he'll be turning the rest of his body so that he's standing to the side of Masaomi, instead of right in front of him. With his free hand he'll be reaching around to grab a fistful of his hoodie to yank him backwards and off balance, hard to the ground.

If it works, he'll probably release his wrist when he does so he doesn't get dragged down with him.]

[It does work, and Masaomi does start to go down. Yes, that works.

But as he falls, Masaomi repositions his feet and his elbows that almost as soon as he connects, he's reversing the momentum to get back up on his feet to go for another swing. Mind you, given what Shikamaru knows of Masaomi's acrobatics and endurance, he probably foresaw that, so-]

[He'll have nothing to punch but air, because Shikamaru is dropping down for a spinning hook kick aimed for his shins.]

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[Once more, he over-balances. He wasn't expecting that, somehow, and the result is that he falls forward. He knows if he lands Shikamaru will have him though, she he tucks his wings and his arms as best he can to turn his fall in a poorly aimed front roll - it doesn't work, but.

He still lands awkwardly, his face hits the dirt and his arms skid a bit. But he does manage to get himself into a position on his knees and trying to scramble back to his feet as soon as possible]

[As Masaomi tries to get to his feet, Shikamaru will remain crouched a few feet in front of him.]

I'm not the kind of guy who'd hit you while you're down. [Not here, at least. Right now, his intentions are just to let Masaomi get the chance to blow off some steam, not pummel him into the ground.] But if you're getting up, don't try to leave.

I am going to leave, Shikamaru.

[Really, he's livid. As he gets part way to standing, he just makes an awkward lunge towards the crouched figure. If he's going to get out, he needs to beat him, right?]

[That's right. And he figured Masaomi would catch onto that.

When he makes his lunge forward, Shikamaru will send a little chakra to his feet and jump up and over him.]

Good luck with that, really.

[He stumbles a bit then, but after a bit of catching himself, he manages to turn and try to throw a blind punch behind him. He's got to keep the pressure on, right]

[Shikamaru blocks that one instead of directly dodging it, circling his footwork to give himself a better angle. His left arm comes up to glance along the side of the punch to divert it at the same time that his right comes in to strike the bicep, right above the inside of his elbow.

He's careful to restrain the force of the blow, not wanting to dislocate Masaomi's shoulder. But normally the pain of that is what keeps a person unprepared for defending themselves from the follow-up strike to the jaw-]

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