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King

  Key words that might help -

  Lone it - Pretty self-explanatory. To lone it just means to be alone, or wing something by yourself.

  Heater - A gun.

  A breeze, fly - A pretty girl.

  Lift - To steal, or shoplift.         

        Kageyama... Tobio... I pondered, scratching my head in thought and wincing once my fingers accidentally dug into the wound. Why does that sound familiar? Daichi seemed rather hesitant about letting another greaser into the gang, being that we already had a large enough group and we all knew each other well. But, Suga reminded him that all greasers needed each other, no matter what. Which, of course I agreed with, not only because it was Suga - but because he was right. We couldn't afford to have some kid of our own kind lone it and get killed or caught by the police. Though we didn't really look like it to others, we really wanted to help our fellow greasers. It was only the right thing to do.

           Soon enough, there was a loud banging on our door, followed by the familiar aroma of smoke. "Come on in!" Tanaka called, and in walked good ol' Ukai with a cigarette dangling from his lips. I grinned. Before he entered any further, he looked to the side and seemed to be motioning to someone that we couldn't see. Kageyama. "What's with you? Come on, now, they won't bite." Ukai beckoned him with his hand, holding the cancer stick between his fingers. Then, the guy finally showed himself, and I heard Tsukishima snort from behind me.

            He was tall, taller than me of course, with a jet black T-shirt and - wait, I thought. This guy looks familiar. I squinted my hazel eyes, trying to rack my brain for any remembrance of the greaser that just walked into my house. It was on the tip of my tongue, and I knew for certain that I'd seen him somewhere before. I just knew it!

           "How ya been, son?" Daichi asked, and Kageyama slouched back coolly with his hands tucked into the pockets of his ripped jeans. "Been better." He mumbled back, looking my older brother up and down as if to inspect him. I looked between the two of them as an unheard conversation seemed to unfold that the rest of us didn't understand. As that happened, though, I caught myself staring Kageyama down unintentionally, and I was made clear of that the second we locked eyes and he frowned. I let out a small yelp of surprise, ducking behind Suga who chuckled at my sudden movement. I peeked out from behind my trusty human shield, relieved to see that Kageyama had looked away and was now fiddling with a loose string on his shirt. He seemed a little uneasy about something.

             But I'll be damned, he was really attractive and still really familiar.

             "Ukai says you were runnin' away from something," Noya added in after a few moments of awkward silence. "What happened?" Kageyama flashed him a daring look, one that didn't shake Noya one single bit. Like I said, Noya was really tough, and nothing made him budge most of the time. It was incredible, especially since he was shorter than Kageyama, if not most of the guys we've encountered before.

              "I tried asking him the same thing, but he wouldn't tell me," Ukai explained, taking a long drag from his cigarette and blowing the smoke in the direction of Kageyama's head. "It's no use trying to get it out of 'im."

              Kageyama rolled his eyes, glancing back at Ukai in annoyance and then turning back to face the rest of us. "I just would rather not talk about it. There's a lot more to it then just running away, you dig?" He reasoned, grumbling something incoherent under his breath and settling his stone cold gaze on my brother. I shuddered. He was scary lookin' alright, but definitely not near as frightening as Tsukishima and Daichi were. Maybe I was to be proven wrong, though.