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 ALONE TOGETHER, tagged → kisu as dmitri
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niko was eager to get out after school. though music class, which he did have the last block of the day, was fun, school itself was just so tiring.

unfortunately, his shift today at the record store didn’t start until four, so he had an hour or so to kill before heading over in the direction of downtown; he didn’t really feel like walking all the way home just to turn around and head to work.

so, as much as he’d like to be rid of these ancient, musty-smelling halls, he was still stuck here.

it wasn’t all bad, though. the school was relatively empty, and it was a nice day outside. niko had found himself a nice spot just outside the building on one of the brick ledges that outlined the pathway to one of the school’s side exits. the junior sat cross-legged, bass in his lap, hands moving dexterously over the instrument’s strings.

he found himself lost in the music, humming softly along to the chords and taking note of which pitches he liked. foxtrot had a gig coming up in a couple weeks, and he wanted to debut a few new songs then.

niko was feeling pretty pleasant until he heard the soft sound of footsteps somewhere behind him and glanced back. his fingers stilled.

oh. him.

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
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niko gomez im sorry dmitri is so rude just beat him up please
Dmitri hates staying after school. Sure he agrees to and sucks it up with a fake smile so a teacher can't accuse him of being rude, but honestly. He wants to go home and not take inventory of the prop closet.

Already grumbling on the way there, Dmitri had been greeted with the fantastic news that the stage was getting worked on. Give them an hour or two, then he can get to the props and do whatever it is "drama kids do." To which Dmitri had pasted on a smile and agreed to come back later, then proceeded to slam the door shut behind him.

Who the fuck is out to get him? Not only does he have to stay after but there's a delay before he can even do what he's staying after for. What do people suppose he do for an extra few hours? He could go home, but chances are he'll forget to come back. Maybe he should just chance it anyways. Explain to the faculty adviser that the conditions were just unreasonable.

That's when he hears music.

Dmitri doesn't mind music, but his taste isn't shit either. He likes good music, classical music, and that's not what's coming out of the guitar a little ways away. Dmitri only means to vent a little, but once he sees whose fingers are strumming the offending strings, a small part of him feels extra petty.

"Have you ever heard of noise pollution?" he asks, as casual as if he's commenting on the weather. "It's what's coming out of your guitar, so I'd quit it." The last thing he needs is to have it obnoxiously playing in his ears while he has enough to deal with this afternoon. Brutes shouldn't be trying to handle a delicate art; the resulting trainwreck is sitting right before him after all.

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niko didn’t want to give this prick the satisfaction of knowing he’d gotten to him, but also niko wasn’t the greatest at hiding how he felt in any given situation, ever. so it was with narrowed eyes and stiffened shoulders that the blue-haired boy put his bass down on the ledge next to him and hopped off.

“you got a problem, arvelo?” niko rumbled, voice low. he strode over to where the white-haired boy had stopped and into his personal space, until they were almost chest to chest. he was quite a bit taller than dmitri, and he used it.

“if we’re talking pollution, maybe you’d like to cover up that stink-ass ya got for a face,” he intoned, eyes tilted downward to bore through the other boy’s glasses. “or someone else might wipe it off for you.”

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
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Dmitri isn't short. Niko Gomez is just a goddamn giant and it's with great displeasure that Dmitri cranes his neck to look up at the other, eyes narrowing into a glare.

This is why he hates delinquents. Barbaric, uncontrollable monsters, one snide comment is all it takes for them to snap and get in your face. Dmitri's face, specifically. Uncultured, unrefined, he could list endless seemingly universal faults the whole clique possesses, but telling garbage it stinks isn't going to make it stink less.

"With you?" he asks, rhetorically. "Always." Shitty music, shitty clothes, shitty taste, Niko's whole existence is enough to make Dmitri wrinkle his nose automatically. By now it's a reflex.

The words themselves don't necessarily sting as much as how Niko, no matter what Dmitri does, still towers over him. His stature is intimidating and even if it means nothing, it still results in him looking down and Dmitri looking up. And when he's trying to be insulting, even if the insults themselves need work, it grates on Dmitri's nerves nonetheless.

"You offering? I didn't know you'd graduated from trash to trash man." And Dmitri can't resist taking a step back, giving him room to pretend the good five or so inches between them isn't as bad as it is. "Better clean up your act while you're at it."

And there's no reason for him to continue egging this guy on. But Dmitri is feeling especially petty and irritated, and the words just pour out of his mouth in an unholy stream. Maybe if he spends time pissing Niko off, he'll be in a better mood to face incompetent faculty tomorrow.

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niko didn’t understand what the fuck was wrong with this kid. always turning his five-foot-six nose up at everything, sneering like oh he was so much better than everyone else. fuckin’ cunt.

he didn’t actually know anything about the other guy, but he could bet he probably lived in whitespire hill or something like that. family owns like three priuses. that type.

and one of the things that got on his nerves the most was how, even though he towered over him, the words kept on coming. he was angry because dmitri didn’t seem scared and he was too angry to think of anything good to say.

“trash doesn’t turn into the trash man, what the fuck are you even— you know what, nevermind.” niko shook his head. he took a deep breath.

dmitri had stepped back. good.

“yeah. i’m offering.” niko’s voice was suddenly lighter, but more mocking.

and he stepped forward and shoved dmitri from the shoulder backwards, hard.

he didn’t have to say it, but the question hung in the air: what you gonna do about that?

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
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In an ideal world, Dmitri doesn't budge when Niko pushes him.

In this not-ideal, shitty world, Dmitri stumbles backwards and desperately tries to keep his cool while also trying to not fall over. He spares himself the embarrassment of being knocked to the ground, but it's not with nearly the amount of grace as he'd prefer.

Before, some crude remark about how Niko has the comprehension of a fly had been on the tip of his tongue, but now Dmitri just regains his footing and meets the other's challenge head on.

"Uncivilized and brutish, congratulations you've completely met my expectations. If all delinquents are like you, I'm surprised any of you make it to graduation." Sneering, Dmitri puts more emphasis on brushing off where Niko touched him, as if there's visible dirt to get rid of.

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man, next time he was actually going to shove hard enough to knock this prick to the ground.

uncivilized and brutish. big words for a guy who couldn’t stay upright. niko swears he feels a vein in his forehead pop when he watches dmitri visibly dust himself off.

the fact that this guy has guts enough to even make such a prissy move is infuriating, and a little respectable. but mostly, it’s infuriating.

“what’s the matter?” niko taunts. he moves forward and shoves dmitri backwards from the same spot on his shoulder, but lighter, just enough so that he’s moved back and niko can continue his advance. “can’t handle a little—” he punctuates each word with a push, “push— and— shove?” it’s an intimidation move, he knows, to back dmitri into a corner.

he leans in close. “think you’re so much better than the rest of us, don’tcha?” niko’s eyes narrow. “you and that elite brother of yours and his friends, just a bunch of stuck-up assholes, aren’t ya?”

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
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Right after he brushes invisible delinquent germs off of him, Niko has the audacity to keep shoving him. A predictable rhythm picks up, and after the first few pushes Dmitri isn't so much toppling as he is awkwardly stepping backwards, but the clear intent does more to irritate him than frighten.

"If this," a hiccup and another step, "is the only way you know how to talk," his back hits a wall and Dmitri spares at second to glance over his shoulder. Well this doesn't really look good for him but whatever. He got himself into this, so he'll see it through too. Regrets won't help, and he's not feeling particularly regretful at the moment anyways.

"I'm sure an elementary school can try to straighten you out."

And come what may, Dmitri steels himself for some kind of blow or something. Keeps his eyes pinned on Niko's, pulls his head back until it too hits bricks. If his temper is a taunt string, then Niko's latest accusation snaps it plain in half.

For a second Dmitri's eyes widen, then his lip curls. "I don't think I know I'm better. Better than you, better than my shitty ass brother, so don't you dare lump me with him!" And in close proximity, his choices of retaliation are quite limited. At least it makes his single decision incredibly easy. A second of silence, then Dmitri outright spits at Niko's face.

"You fucking eyesore."


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niko ignores the jeers, at first. yeah, yeah. it was all stuff he’d heard before, from school teachers and counselors and psychiatrists. jesus christ, this guy talked like a middle-aged adult authority figure with a stick up his ass, yet only possessed the ass-stick. niko’s got him backed up against a wall, now, and with nowhere to go he slams his left forearm against the bricks, boxing dmitri in.

his eyes widen and his lip curls in a half-snarl, half-grin, when he notes he’s hit a nerve. sooo much better than both of us, huh? that why ya got no friends? at least ya brother rolls with the elites—”

that’s all he has time for before a big, wet, disgusting glob hits him right on the cheek, just barely missing his eye.

for a second there’s nothing. just silence. then niko brings his right arm up to his cheek and wipes it away.

then, almost instantly, he balls his right hand into a fist and aims a punch square in the face, between his eyes. hoping to break some cartilage.

“don’t you ever— do that— again.”

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?

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For a single, blissful second Dmitri is triumphant in shutting Niko up. He has the time to snort, readies an insult to fire about how Niko's face looks better like this, and then a fist is coming towards his face and there's only just enough time to register it happening before the blow comes.

And through the ear splitting pain in his face, the sharp aching in the back of his head, and somewhere in the distance, the cracking of his glasses, Dmitri's vision goes blank.

A blink later and he's back and there's a coppery taste of blood on his lips. Some cross between a groan and a whimper escapes his throat, and it's dizziness not tears that are messing with his vision. For one horrifying second the thought enters his mind that his face is breaking and his two second panic prevents him from doing much else besides smolder in I'm going to fucking die and this degenerate scum is the last person I'll see.

Then he regains a little more sense, and though he'd really love to curl up and cry about the nonstop, throbbing, splitting pain in his nose, he's also still furious. This fucking brute with his stupid blue hair and his shitty music and his fucking obnoxious height and unnatural stature--

The most Dmitri can do is push at Niko because suddenly he doesn't want to be against a wall and at some beast's mercy. "Fuck off," he forces out, gritting his teeth and fighting the wave of nausea.

"Can't tell me... what to do." His hands are already curled into fists, and its with blind instinct he swings out, aiming for Niko's face but ending up more towards his neck.

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niko’s given and received his fair share of beatings before. this is perhaps one of the more pathetic instances— when his swings, dmitri doesn’t even try to duck or block. but the crunch that results when his fist connects with dmitri’s face makes the whole encounter satisfying overall.

he isn’t one to really gloat after delivering a beat-down. still, niko can’t help but to curl his upper lip into a smirk at the sight of mister perfect white hair with blood running down his face, for once unable to come up with a snarky retort. resorting to

but seeing dmitri’s inability— or maybe unwillingness— to fight back makes something in his stomach clench. for a second, niko feels bad.

then fists are swinging at him and any sympathetic feelings cease to exist. better with his reflexes than the creative, niko’s able to get his forearms up in an ‘X’ to block the blow, stepping back when dmitri pushes to avoid losing his balance. it stings, but dmitri, even if he’s enraged, is also much scrawnier than aggressors he’s faced before.

he’s not helpless, though. dmitri arvelo is far from helpless and deserves everything that’s coming to him.

that’s what niko tells himself when he brings up his right knee and jabs dmitri, who’s already got a great deal of forward momentum as he pushes forward, in the stomach. then he brings his arm up and prepares to drive the sharp point of his elbow into dmitri’s face or back.

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God fucking--ugh. He's not a delinquent for a good fucking reason. Dmitri doesn't fight. He can't actually claim to have ever gotten into a fight before now--a physical one at least. There's so much pain and blood and throbbing in his ears, the fuck is he supposed to do?

He doesn't have the reflex to block the knee to his gut, and a choked sound comes out of him. The hard edge of something (an elbow, a clear mind could have supplied) digs into his back, and finally Dmitri hits the dirt. He at least shields his head from banging into the ground with his arm, but the impact still sends a fresh wave of pain down his spine. His chest heaves and he coughs out blood and spit, and his body shakes of the effort of just leaning on his forearms.

Th glasses are off his face, but it doesn't make much a difference when they're fake.

Whatever. Wherever they are, they can stay there because it's too much effort to blink and see straight let along search for anything. Once the world stops warbling between two different images, Dmitri registers that he's looking at Niko's shoes and that's just. Fuck this. He doesn't deserve this. He shouldn't be at the feet of some lowlife trash.

It's pure willpower that forces him to his feet, a slow and arduous process that has him falling down more than getting up. First attempt he can't even lift himself, second he can't keep his balance, third there's an unexpected spike of pain in his chest that forces him down to his knees.

But he's not going to kneel now. No, he's going to stand the fuck up and maybe he's not going to do anything because his limbs feel like lead, but at least he won't feel inferior. Not too much, anyways. If he can just keep getting up, then he thinks his pride can survive even if he comes out of this looking more like shit than his opponent.

His balance is a little shaky, but standing up he doesn't think any kind of blows he tries to deliver will actually work. So instead, he does what he's best at: runs his mouth off.

"What's next? Gonna kick me? Just get it over with you blue freak."


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his knee forces a strangled sound out of dmitri, but it’s the elbow that finally topples him. niko stares down at him, stone-faced. now that there’s really no physical threat of harm to him coming from dmitri, the instinct to keep throwing punches dissipates.

knocking him down probably ranked as one of the easiest fights of his entire life. but niko guesses he couldn’t have expected anything more out of this pathetic, spineless motherfucker.

but to his surprise, dmitri, slowly and with a great deal of difficulty, props himself up with skinned hands and wobbles to his feet. they’re standing an arms distance away, and niko’s mouth turns into a hard, flat line as he lets dmitri spit out more acidic words. niko’s jaw clenches and he balls his fists. the dull ache of pain of a bruise forming on his forearm tells him both to punch the boy again and reminds him of how much worse dmitri is probably feeling.

then he relaxes. it’s not even on his level to punch him again. instead, niko curls his upper lip and huffs, mockingly. “ain’t worth my damn time.” he even glances at his watch, which tells him that he’d successfully killed an hour and that it was time to head on over to downtown.

he looks up, dead into dmitri’s eyes. “for real, i hope ya realize one day, you’re a fuckin’ cunt.”

then niko shakes his head and turns on his heel. he slings his bass over one shoulder and, without looking back, walks away.

i don't know where you're going but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
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