Tatsuma twitched from his place on the floor, and laughed.“Ahahahahaha, don’t be silly! of corse I’m paying…just give me a moment to collected my **** from the floor! ahahahaha”
“Excuse me, your what?” Bansai shook his head and politely offered a hand to help the merchant to his feet. He didn’t want to know what went on in Sakamoto’s head; he could guess far more than enough by what he was hearing.
“ahahahah, you know what I mean! ahahah…ow.” Tatsuma grasped Bansai’s hand and pulled himself up. He leaned over and places a hand on his crotch.
“Ahahahahaha….she broke my cup…So, where would you like to sit?”
“Let’s sit somewhere more… out of the way. I believe you understand why.” He motioned vaguely toward a farther corner booth, from which the entrance could be seen clearly without catching the attention of too many customers. Even if his appearance wasn’t too widley know, it couldn’t hurt to be as low-profile as possible.
“And are you ever going to give up on that woman? It cannot possibly be pleasant to be kicked like that every time…”
“Ahahahahaha, okay!” Tatsuma staggered over to the pointed place, limping all the way and tripping on random people. He slumped into the booth and breathed a sigh.
“Ahahahaha, she loves me…she’s just playing hard to get. Ahahahahaha!” he laughed.
Tatsuma twitched from his place on the floor, and laughed.“Ahahahahaha, don’t be silly! of corse I’m paying…just give me a moment to collected my **** from the floor! ahahahaha”
“Excuse me, your what?” Bansai shook his head and politely offered a hand to help the merchant to his feet. He didn’t want to know what went on in Sakamoto’s head; he could guess far more than enough by what he was hearing.
“ahahahah, you know what I mean! ahahah…ow.” Tatsuma grasped Bansai’s hand and pulled himself up. He leaned over and places a hand on his crotch.
“Ahahahahaha….she broke my cup…So, where would you like to sit?”
amai-baka askedAhahahaha. OH, Zaki! I know em’ good kid. Jealous girls? ummmm…..Ahahahaha, I don’t know…never met one….Ahahahahahahahaah
Ask-Tatsuma Sakamoto: @ tamashii-no-kyoku
If there was one thing that Tatsuma Sakamoto liked more then sake, it was making people laugh, or getting some sort of reaction out of a really depressing person. But, Bansai Kawakami was proving to be a challenge, though a warmly welcome one.
Tatsuma first ran into the shamisen-playing assassin while on a request order from Takasugi; the youth was standing at his old friend’d side with a grim look on his face being as threatening as possible And it was working as far as Sakamoto was concerned, as he watched some of his crew shiver in their boots. For Bansai had a fearsome reputation, but for Tatsuma it just looked to him like the music-loving man-slayer was far to depressed.
So, with a tug at his scarf he marched toward the killer with determination and throw his arm across the teal-haired man shoulders and gave a heartfelt. “Ahahahahahaha! Hi Banzai!”
Who cares if they where in a crowded street anyway?
Bansai jumped slightly when he felt the taller man touch him, but a moment later he recognized the voice and loud, carefree song and realized exactly who it was, allowing himself to relax. He spoke in a level voice that betrayed none of his impatience.
“Ah, good afternoon, Sakamoto-dono. It’s been a while. But I’m afraid I cannot chat now. As you can see, I’m quite busy, so if you would kindly let go…” He attempted to push Sakamoto’s arm away.
Tatsuma only held on tighter and started to gently guide Bansai into another direction.
“Ahahahaha, busy? why are you working all the time? lets go for sake at Snack Smile!!” The space captain knew of the shamisen-players strict schedule. But, that wasn’t going to stop him from getting the younger man to loosen up. Takachibi was going to have to come and get his assassin, because Tastuma wasn’t giving up this chance.
Bansai struggled in the laughing merchant’s grip, but he knew it was futile. Every time Sakamoto came to visit, he was stuck drinking with him until the idiot passed out, giving him a chance to slip away.
“All right then, let’s go,” he said wearily.
“Ahahahahahahaa!! That’s the spirit!!” Sakamoto laughed. He already knew of Bansai’s plan by experience. He was never hurt but it, because it was what he wanted. To be viewed as a fool was far easier to deal with then being remembered as a man that was once a traitor to his country, while trying to save it.
It didn’t take long for them to reach their destination with Tatsuma half dragging, half pulling at Bansai by the shoulders.
The destination was the same as always: a hostess club filled with sadistic women. It was no mystery that Sakamoto fancied one of them, but how he never managed to realize that she didn’t exactly return his affections was the true mystery.
At least this is a change of pace, Bansai reassured himself, at least this will be more fun than working… and hey, I get a free drink. The optimism did little for his mood, but it brought some peace of mind at least. As much peace as was possible with the space traveler laughing in his ear.
The girls at Snack Smile greeted them politely and cheerfully, and Bansai gave a half-hearted wave.
Tatsuma’s grin was starting to hurt his checks. But he didn’t care, this was a chance away from work and to share his company with good friends. But, first thing was first. He had a reputation to keep; He spied Oryu-chan trying to make a fast getaway a pun spotting him.
The space captain let go of Bansai’s shoulders and gave an impossibly impressive leap of faith over a table and booth.
“ORYU-CHAN!! WILL YOU MARRY ME?!” He screamed.
Boy, he was glad he was wearing his extra strong cup today…
Bansai winced as the cabaret girl kicked Sakamoto between the legs, but then he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sakamoto-dono, you should give it up. And you are paying for the alcohol, right? If not, I’m afraid I must be on my way…”
Tatsuma twitched from his place on the floor, and laughed.
“Ahahahahaha, don’t be silly! of corse I’m paying…just give me a moment to collected my **** from the floor! ahahahaha”
Well, it is in my time…XD
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If there was one thing that Tatsuma Sakamoto liked more then sake, it was making people laugh, or getting some sort of reaction out of a really depressing person. But, Bansai Kawakami was proving to be a challenge, though a warmly welcome one.
Tatsuma first ran into the shamisen-playing assassin while on a request order from Takasugi; the youth was standing at his old friend’d side with a grim look on his face being as threatening as possible And it was working as far as Sakamoto was concerned, as he watched some of his crew shiver in their boots. For Bansai had a fearsome reputation, but for Tatsuma it just looked to him like the music-loving man-slayer was far to depressed.
So, with a tug at his scarf he marched toward the killer with determination and throw his arm across the teal-haired man shoulders and gave a heartfelt. “Ahahahahahaha! Hi Banzai!”
Who cares if they where in a crowded street anyway?
Bansai jumped slightly when he felt the taller man touch him, but a moment later he recognized the voice and loud, carefree song and realized exactly who it was, allowing himself to relax. He spoke in a level voice that betrayed none of his impatience.
“Ah, good afternoon, Sakamoto-dono. It’s been a while. But I’m afraid I cannot chat now. As you can see, I’m quite busy, so if you would kindly let go…” He attempted to push Sakamoto’s arm away.
Tatsuma only held on tighter and started to gently guide Bansai into another direction.
“Ahahahaha, busy? why are you working all the time? lets go for sake at Snack Smile!!” The space captain knew of the shamisen-players strict schedule. But, that wasn’t going to stop him from getting the younger man to loosen up. Takachibi was going to have to come and get his assassin, because Tastuma wasn’t giving up this chance.
Bansai struggled in the laughing merchant’s grip, but he knew it was futile. Every time Sakamoto came to visit, he was stuck drinking with him until the idiot passed out, giving him a chance to slip away.
“All right then, let’s go,” he said wearily.
“Ahahahahahahaa!! That’s the spirit!!” Sakamoto laughed. He already knew of Bansai’s plan by experience. He was never hurt but it, because it was what he wanted. To be viewed as a fool was far easier to deal with then being remembered as a man that was once a traitor to his country, while trying to save it.
It didn’t take long for them to reach their destination with Tatsuma half dragging, half pulling at Bansai by the shoulders.
The destination was the same as always: a hostess club filled with sadistic women. It was no mystery that Sakamoto fancied one of them, but how he never managed to realize that she didn’t exactly return his affections was the true mystery.
At least this is a change of pace, Bansai reassured himself, at least this will be more fun than working… and hey, I get a free drink. The optimism did little for his mood, but it brought some peace of mind at least. As much peace as was possible with the space traveler laughing in his ear.
The girls at Snack Smile greeted them politely and cheerfully, and Bansai gave a half-hearted wave.
Tatsuma’s grin was starting to hurt his checks. But he didn’t care, this was a chance away from work and to share his company with good friends. But, first thing was first. He had a reputation to keep; He spied Oryu-chan trying to make a fast getaway a pun spotting him.
The space captain let go of Bansai’s shoulders and gave an impossibly impressive leap of faith over a table and booth.
“ORYU-CHAN!! WILL YOU MARRY ME?!” He screamed.
Boy, he was glad he was wearing his extra strong cup today…
If there was one thing that Tatsuma Sakamoto liked more then sake, it was making people laugh, or getting some sort of reaction out of a really depressing person. But, Bansai Kawakami was proving to be a challenge, though a warmly welcome one.
Tatsuma first ran into the shamisen-playing assassin while on a request order from Takasugi; the youth was standing at his old friend’d side with a grim look on his face being as threatening as possible And it was working as far as Sakamoto was concerned, as he watched some of his crew shiver in their boots. For Bansai had a fearsome reputation, but for Tatsuma it just looked to him like the music-loving man-slayer was far to depressed.
So, with a tug at his scarf he marched toward the killer with determination and throw his arm across the teal-haired man shoulders and gave a heartfelt. “Ahahahahahaha! Hi Banzai!”
Who cares if they where in a crowded street anyway?
Bansai jumped slightly when he felt the taller man touch him, but a moment later he recognized the voice and loud, carefree song and realized exactly who it was, allowing himself to relax. He spoke in a level voice that betrayed none of his impatience.
“Ah, good afternoon, Sakamoto-dono. It’s been a while. But I’m afraid I cannot chat now. As you can see, I’m quite busy, so if you would kindly let go…” He attempted to push Sakamoto’s arm away.
Tatsuma only held on tighter and started to gently guide Bansai into another direction.
“Ahahahaha, busy? why are you working all the time? lets go for sake at Snack Smile!!” The space captain knew of the shamisen-players strict schedule. But, that wasn’t going to stop him from getting the younger man to loosen up. Takachibi was going to have to come and get his assassin, because Tastuma wasn’t giving up this chance.
Bansai struggled in the laughing merchant’s grip, but he knew it was futile. Every time Sakamoto came to visit, he was stuck drinking with him until the idiot passed out, giving him a chance to slip away.
“All right then, let’s go,” he said wearily.
“Ahahahahahahaa!! That’s the spirit!!” Sakamoto laughed. He already knew of Bansai’s plan by experience. He was never hurt but it, because it was what he wanted. To be viewed as a fool was far easier to deal with then being remembered as a man that was once a traitor to his country, while trying to save it.
It didn’t take long for them to reach their destination with Tatsuma half dragging, half pulling at Bansai by the shoulders.
If there was one thing that Tatsuma Sakamoto liked more then sake, it was making people laugh, or getting some sort of reaction out of a really depressing person. But, Bansai Kawakami was proving to be a challenge, though a warmly welcome one.
Tatsuma first ran into the shamisen-playing assassin while on a request order from Takasugi; the youth was standing at his old friend’d side with a grim look on his face being as threatening as possible And it was working as far as Sakamoto was concerned, as he watched some of his crew shiver in their boots. For Bansai had a fearsome reputation, but for Tatsuma it just looked to him like the music-loving man-slayer was far to depressed.
So, with a tug at his scarf he marched toward the killer with determination and throw his arm across the teal-haired man shoulders and gave a heartfelt. “Ahahahahahaha! Hi Banzai!”
Who cares if they where in a crowded street anyway?
Bansai jumped slightly when he felt the taller man touch him, but a moment later he recognized the voice and loud, carefree song and realized exactly who it was, allowing himself to relax. He spoke in a level voice that betrayed none of his impatience.
“Ah, good afternoon, Sakamoto-dono. It’s been a while. But I’m afraid I cannot chat now. As you can see, I’m quite busy, so if you would kindly let go…” He attempted to push Sakamoto’s arm away.
Tatsuma only held on tighter and started to gently guide Bansai into another direction.
“Ahahahaha, busy? why are you working all the time? lets go for sake at Snack Smile!!” The space captain knew of the shamisen-players strict schedule. But, that wasn’t going to stop him from getting the younger man to loosen up. Takachibi was going to have to come and get his assassin, because Tastuma wasn’t giving up this chance.
Ahahaha, I'm Sakamoto Tatsuma! Captain of the Kaientai Fleet, and former Joui Patriot along with Kintoki, Zura, and Bakasugi! and here to answer any question you have for me! 
