Y/n and Yume took their two Rottweilers out for a walk. Once they came back, the dogs still didn't want to go to their box, so Y/n and Yume started throwing the balls and the dogs were catching them. Y/n was chuckling any time they jumped and caught the ball mid-air or just threw themselves at him when it turned out he had the ball in his hand. The only salvation was to throw it somewhere and pray the dogs managed to change direction of their run.
-When will they get tired? - asked Y/n, panting.
-I have no idea. - answered Yume.
He gasped when the dogs jumped on him and started licking all over his face. Once they got the ball, they ran away. It was time for Y/n and Yume to try to steal the ball away. Otherwise the dogs will be pestering them to take action. Y/n started running after the dog, which was holding the ball.
-You'd be a good pitcher. - he said.
-Thanks. - answered Y/n. - If only I wanted to play any kind of baseball. - he added smirking.
-You could at least consider it. -argued Yume. - It's more...
-Civilized? - Y/n cut off.
-Yes, more civilized than just fighting. - said Yume. - At least it has rules.
-Gang wars also had rules, one to be exact. - Y/n chuckled at that. - That there were no rules.
-It's stupid. - Yume huffed.
-But easy to remember. - Y/n sent his brother a smirk before their dogs reminded themselves about the owners and started running around again.
Until they started growling at someone. Y/n frowned and turned around to see who disturbed them. The frown on Y/n's face disappeared immediately, while Yume rolled his eyes once he saw his brother's expression.
-Ojiro. - said Y/n. - It's nice to see you. - Ojiro didn't say a thing to that, he just waited for Y/n to walk up to him.
Y/n turned to Yume and asked if he could leave the dogs to him. 'As if you had any other choice' thought Yume, but he didn't say a thing. His brother had two reasons to go. One being the fact that the rival tribe leader came for a visit, second, it was Y/n's crush and it was obvious. Y/n and Ojiro went to his office.
-Would you like something to drink? -asked Y/n. He needed to start the conversation somehow. It felt like a poor attempt, but at least he will get an answer.
-No need to bother. - answered Ojiro. -I won't stay for long. And I'm sorry I'm here unannounced.
-Don't worry about it. Okay. - Y/n sat at his desk motioning for Ojiro to do the same. - What brings you here?
-I suspect you didn't change your mind about surrendering. - said Ojiro, earning a wide smile from Y/n.
If Y/n wouldn't look away for that moment, he would see a shade of blush on Ojiro's ears. He was glad he was wearing the mask. Ojiro didn't understand why was a simple smile affecting him like this. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Y/n spoke up.
-Unfortunately not. - answered Y/n. - I never surrender.
-You don't negotiate either. - Ojiro sighed.
-Is that why you came here? - Y/n rested his chin on his fist.
-No – Ojiro shook his head. - But I had to try.
-Didn't you just fail? - Y/n smirked. He loved playing with words and making the discussion opponent to admit failure.
-Our war is not over yet. - frowned Ojiro. - So no, I didn't fail.
-Yet. - Y/n added with full confidence.- Getting to the point, why did you come here?
-I wanted to see you. - Ojiro said and he immediately realized how it sounded, so he explained, glaring at Y/n. - I had to make sure no one crushed you before I get the chance to do it.
-You won't get that chance, unless you arm up. - he said, returning Ojiro's glare. - I'm not playing this childish game. You either fight me OG style, guns and all, or fight me one one one with bare hands. Pick the place and time, you have my number to contact me. Now I believe it's time for you to go.
-Yes, I should go. - Ojiro nodded and got up. Y/n didn't even walk him to the door. He got his assistant to do it.
-Weren't you too harsh? - asked Yume. He has a place to eavesdrop his brother in case something happened to him.
-If he wants to talk to me like a rival to a rival, then this was the appropriate treatment. - answered Y/n.
-But what if he actually come with guns? - asked Yume. - You like him.
-I do. - sighed Y/n. - But if he will chose this, he will be annihilated with all his tribe, just like the others. - Y/n looked at his desk. - Let's hope he will chose the more clever option.
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Love's the only rule (Ojiro Otori x SMR)
FanfictionAnime: Tribe Nine WARNING: violence/gore Big thanks to YumeDream2 for designing the cover!
