Protection Plan

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Toshinori knew that this was going to be difficult. Well, maybe not difficult but rather strange for this plan to take place but this was the only thing that he knew would help keep Inko safe even if she may not even be aware of it yet. Running a hand through his blonde locks, the young man heard the doorbell ring, causing him to get off of his couch and made his way over to the doorway before opening it. "Hizashi, Shouta. Thanks for coming on short notice, I hope you two didn't have a date or anything today."

A man that was a bit shorter than Toshinori, okay a good deal shorter than him but still taller than Inko stood in the doorway. He had long shaggy black hair and black eyes. If you looked closer, you would notice the beginning of bags starting to form under his tired looking eyes. He wore a simple black t-shirt and matching black shorts and of course, black sneakers. "Whatever Toshinori." He answered.

"Now Shouta! You shouldn't be so harsh." Said the other man next to Shouta. He had long blonde hair that, normally pulled back with hair gel to make it seem like wind kept it blown back at all times of the day. Toshinori wouldn't lie but he found it odd to see it down for a change, though he knew that he only had it down when he wasn't working at either job as a radio host or a hero.

He wore black headphones around his neck, had on a pair of orange sunglasses that hid his green eyes from people's view mostly. He wore a yellow muscle shirt, tight black leather pants with a few pockets and zippers along the legs. Next were the black leather fingerless gloves with a spiked leather bracelet on his left wrist and to finish off his outfit was a pair of black combat boots.

The man had a big smile on his face as he happily said "So, what did you need big guy?" Toshinori couldn't figure out how such a happy guy like Yamada could be with someone so... blunt, and dare he say it? Bland? No, well, unlively? Hm, maybe when they're alone Shouta was different but what would he know? Not like he was with someone to understand what it was like to be in love.

"I need to ask you guys to do me a favor. I promise it isn't anything that bad." Toshinori calmly said before adding "I'll make some tea, make yourselves comfortable." With that, he lead the way, hearing one of the guys close the door before making his way to the kitchen to get the kettle on for their tea. Thank god he managed to buy some more tea but, it was nothing compared to Inko's tea that was for sure.

"So, what made you drag our asses over here Toshinori?" asked Shouta, his tired eyes looking up at him, looking as if he would rather be in bed than here. Which may be true at this point.

"Well, you see I just started talking to this woman-"

"Oh you have a girlfriend! Who is she? What's her name!" Hizashi said with wide sparkling eyes.

Blushing madly, Toshinori held up his hands defensively. "Whoa! We aren't together like that or at all! She and I are just friends!" Toshinori sighed softly as he leaned against his chair and gave a dark look on his face. "I... I don't really know how to explain her situation."

"Then just spit it out, I have better things to do Toshinori." Mumbled Shouta.

"Shouta..." Hizashi said with a frown at the raven haired man.

How could he explain her situation? Would it even be right of him to tell his friends of what was going on in her life in the first place? Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath hoping to calm his nerves as he looked up at his friends and gave them a serious look. "What I say to you must never be repeated alright?"

Both of them almost seemed to stare at him with wide eyes. Well, Hizashi's eyes widened while Shouta still looked rather tired and bored but there was a hint of understanding within his tired orbs. When he saw them both nod, he went on. "My friend, Inko, she just got out of a bad relationship and... I think her ex is starting to stalk her. I met her at a bar one night on my day off and he was harassing her to the point that I think he was going to drag her out of the bar. She's scared, just going pale at the mere sight of him."

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