{"id":8224,"date":"2013-05-19T19:23:32","date_gmt":"2013-05-19T19:23:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/2013\/05\/19\/respite-from-the-rain-osakansax-8\/"},"modified":"2013-05-19T19:23:32","modified_gmt":"2013-05-19T19:23:32","slug":"respite-from-the-rain-osakansax-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/2013\/05\/19\/respite-from-the-rain-osakansax-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Respite from the Rain (osakansax)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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That had not<\/em> been the push in the right direction.<\/p>\n

Heizo\u2019s boy. Anything else the smug snake could\u2019ve said beforehand could\u2019ve been brushed off with a scoff and a rude gesture. His way of handling things. The thin line of differences separating their similarities. Even his prowess as a detective\u2014<\/p>\n

but not\u00a0that,\u00a0<\/em>such an offhanded name for him that was yet another nail hammered into his coffin of pride when it was uttered. Heizo\u2019s boy.<\/em> It wasn\u2019t exactly a secret that father and son of the Hattori family didn\u2019t get along 100% of the time. Most knew that it was best to steer clear of Heiji if he\u2019d been made upset by that veteran cop\u2026\u00a0And yet here was this damn half-Brit to remind him of that one man who could set off the proverbial bomb in his head of emotions without much consequence.<\/span><\/p>\n

There was no way Heiji would give the pleasure of detonating that suffering into the hands of a silver-tongued snake like him. <\/span><\/p>\n

Still, the Osakan can\u2019t justify what\u2019s been said, bless his gallant hypocrisy\u2014but the white heat and awful pounding in his head directed him to act instead of speak. <\/span><\/p>\n

Hand balled up into a fist, and he threw it at Hakuba\u2019s gut with all the raging force he could apply. The other hand, however, aimed for the foreign detective\u2019s throat\u2014no doubt that if any of his wrathful movements decided to connect, that body weight would fall down on\u00a0something.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Heizo\u2019s boy. Someone so unrightfully savage shouldn\u2019t be referred to by that sort of name.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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Hakuba hit the ground – hard – but not before colliding with the table behind him, scattering its contents to the floor in a clatter. Had it just been the one attack, the foreign detective might have retaliated; recovering from the buckling of his stomach with a fist of his own. But coupled with the hand to his throat and the added force, he’d had no chance. For all of his arrogance and accomplishments, there was no denying that Hakuba Saguru was no match for Hattori Heiji when it came to physical prowess.\u00a0<\/p>\n

The myriad of thoughts and panic that had surged when the Osakan had gone into motion stopped abruptly when his head hit the ground. The momentary daze left Hakuba with a grimace, choking out a muffled grunt as his wits returned to him. The details fell into place like so:\u00a0<\/p>\n