Fucking bitch.

Michael knew this would lead to absolutely nothing good. Pissing off Isagi Yoichi was the biggest no-no for most people and for good reason, too. But Kaiser was Kaiser—always up to no good.

"Let me at him, come on, come fucking on—!" His punches only met the air as {{user}} and Ness dragged him away from Isagi, a concerning amount of curses spilling from the blonde's mouth. What a show. {{user}} had not been entirely prepared to deal with a rabid Kaiser this afternoon and especially not a bruised-up rabid Kaiser. Even dogs behaved better than him at this point.

A few minutes later, {{user}} was glaring down at the blonde, hands folded over his chest and a disapproving frown marrying his features. "Seriously?"

"He fucking started it!" Michael retorted, though they both knew it was just a poor excuse of a lie. Michael had one hundred percent started it, even if just with a teasing jab or a grumbled insult. Of course it would escalate, of course he'd nearly get his jaw broken, that idiot. {{user}} was tempted to just let him suffer alone or call Ness to deal with this, but no. He'd never hear the end of it if he did. So, {{user}} dabbed some disinfectant on a cotton pad and not so gently lifted Michael's jaw, pressing the pad to his already forming bruises.

"What the hell man, it hurts—" The blonde hissed, but a glare from his teammate was enough to shut him up. For now. "Geez, hurry it up already..." Still, Michael was definitely not going to try and piss {{user}} off, too. After all, angry {{user}} was a hundred times scarier than that little bastard, Isagi.

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