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Started April 16, 2021 by @someone_who_occasionally_writes_

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"Eh..?" His eyes refocused on Jason, they were still the same coffee black, but colder and darker than usual. "Oh,, Im just cold, that's all really."

Majima was lying cold under his breath, and for once he was having a hard time hiding it. Being cold wasn't the only thing wrong, the feeling in his gut wasn't going away, and it conflicted him the slightest bit.

His body was in fact cold, he was playing with his fingers and palms again like yesterday, but not as happy. He only just woke up, so it was somewhat natural for him to seem slightly depersonalized.

Jason frowned and shrugged, "The call can wait."

He walked over and sat beside Majima, close enough to share body heat, "Besides, we need to get to know each other a bit more, might as well."

He could feel the coldness radiate from Majima's body, and he was bewildered as to how someone could be that cold and be alive. He scooted a little closer and looked up at him.

Majima seemed ever so slightly confused, but he didn't really mind Jason's company at all. He actually enjoyed it. He was glad he didn't have any of the brutes as cellmates.

"You, Your sure..?" Majima just wanted to make sure Jason wasn't missing something Important, but as Jason moved closer, his worries slowly started to melt. He forgot Jason wanted to protect him, and upon remembering, the gut feeling faded, and his depersonalization slowly affixed back to his normal self.

Majima, at this point, was debating talking more about Kiryu and how he got into Prison, but only if Jason really wasn't missing anything.

"Yeah no, I was just gonna check up on someone, but it's fine, I'd rather be here."

Jason nudged Majima, "So tell me about yourself."

He smiled fondly and waited for what Majima had to say.

"Well, I guess I could start with how I ended up in here." Majima replied, his voice settling back to his normal, giddy, and happy tone as he stretched out his body on the concrete floor.

"It, It's actually a kinda stupid reason too. -Majima Chuckled mid-sentence,- I kidnapped a child that Kiryu was looking over, just so he'd fight me. He did end up fighting me, but I ended up losing. The surprise is, one of my subordinates tried killing him, In which case I stopped him, and ended up getting stabbed in the side with my own blade. -He then pointed out the terribly bandaged wound, which was healing slowly in return.- I saved Kiryu, but when Police arrived at the scene after Kiryu had taken the kid, they found my fingerprints on her, so they took me in for kidnapping, even though I was gonna give the little kid back anyways!" Majima laughed, finding no real reason why he was in prison. To others, that may seem horrible, but It was Majima's way of doing things.

Whilst Majima talked, every time he mentioned Kiryu, his eyes glowed. He had a sort of best friend connection to Kiryu that lead him to be a rival due to his maniac tendencies. The air to him slowly turning to this, happy-go-lucky madman-style warmth. It was readable he was appreciative of Jason's company, but it was almost completely overwhelmed by the spiraling fact that Majima was connected to Kiryu through some unique bond that wasn't related to love whatsoever.

Jason frowned a bit, "So, you kidnapped your best friend's child, so that you could fight your best friend."

Jason squinted, confused as to why he would want to fight his best friend, but he decided not to get into it.

"Well, I'm in for something stupid too, I got pulled over for speeding and they found a gun in my car, an unlicensed gun, and I didn't own it, so yeah, here I am."

"I mean, It wasn't his child. Apparently, she's worth a lot of money or something for the Yakuza, I didn't do it for the money though." Majima replied, awkwardly giggling.

Majima listened to what Jason had to say, a small chuckle coming out of him.

"Damn, that's not even as bad as what I did I guess." His laugh continued, as he sat an arm on Jason's shoulder, his body warmer now because of the laugher and Jason's company. Majima really was grateful for this. After his hushpuppy laugher, he looked at Jason. "You had a call, yeah'?"

"Yeah, yeah I had a call." Jason felt the man's arm o his shoulder and something lept within him. Something, good, but startling. He stood up and went to the door, "I'll be back."

Jason walked down the halls, avoiding eye contact with anyone because that was mainly a habit.
What was Majima to him? He definitely felt something, which was strange seeing as how they only knew each other for a day, but he felt somthing. He reminded him of Dakuma, which was already established, but it wasn't the same feeling. He was feeling regret, but he wasn't feeling sadness. Maybe it was relief? He wasn't sure.

He neared the call room, nodded to the guard as he let him in, and sat down at the phone, dialing Tony's number.
"Hey, Tony, how's the cleaning going."

"Ah Jason, nice to finally get to talk to you."

Jason dropped the phone and turned to run, but the guard shoved him back in the seat, gun pointed to his head. It wasn't the same guard as yesterday.

Compromised.

"Pick up the phone Jason." The guard said, pushing the cold metal barrel into his temple.

"Yeah yeah yeah, ok." Jason shakily picked up the phone and brought it to his ear.

"Are you ready to listen, Jason?"

"Get this over with bitch."

"Language, language Jason, you're being recorded as you know. I have a proposition, well, not really a proposition, more of a, 'this is what's gonna happen and you're gonna listen'."

"Where's Tony."

"Dead, but that doesn't matter, stop changing the subject. The guard that is with you is going to break you out, be thankful for that, Tony was going to take a week, I'm taking seconds."

"Why do you want me, why now?"

"You killed my brother Jason, you killed Dakuma."

"Look I-"

Jason felt a cloth be brought up to his mouth and he inhaled a sharp scent that shortly brought him to unconsciousness. God knows where he is now.

After a solid 5-10 minutes, Majima immediately began to worry, so decided to walk out of the cell holding, where some were eating in the cafeteria. He swiveled his head towards the calling room, looking into the hard glass window on the door, only to see Jason wasn't there. He particularly remembered Jason saying he was going to come back, which suddenly turned Majima into an angered panic as he looked around the cafeteria, that gut feeling coming back to linger.

Majima ran to the courtyard outside, looking at the other Prisoners to see if Jason was anywhere. Taking his tank-top off so he didn't overheat in the mildly warm weather. Majima was absolutely livid, not only with himself but with Jason ever so slightly. He didn't know what was going on, and the fact Jason said he would be back put him into a stunted panic.

"Hey, You."

Majima snapped his head around to stare at a guard from the courtyard looking at him, the guard had his baton in hand, and he was walking towards Majima. He looked ready to hit Majima because of how Majima was acting, a few guards also scattered around looking at him.

"What do you want." Majima sneered, pissed as all living hell. He was half heaving, his hands forming fists as some of the prisoners nearby also turned to look at what was going on. He was ready to fight at any given second.

Jason bounced to and fro between consciousness and unconciousness, he was being carried somewhere, but he wasn't sure where he was. His head was pounding with an intense pain that could only be described as hell.

He opened his eyes long enough to see that he was being carried where the laundry was done. He attempted to thrash a bit, but was to weak to do so. He heard the person carrying him say something, but his hearing was too muffled to tell what it was.

Jason looked over and saw a fire alarm on the wall, in an instant, his brain flipped into what motion it was able to do in that moment. He would be killed, he knew that, but it wouldn't be conventional, it would be torturous and long. He was too weak to save himself, and Majima had no clue where he was. That and the guards were probably bought off. His only hope was to trigger the alarm.

He reached out his hand and pulled it, a brain piercing sound sent him back to the blackness.

Majima's head snapped up, the guards around him flung into a panic. The people near him also looking around. Majima had a stone-cold feeling, dark cold. 'This is Jason, isn't it.' He thought, swinging his head to the loudspeakers to listen.

"Reported Fire in: Laundry. Please move to the Courtyard immediately."

Majima's heart and head suddenly began to pound. He made a run for it, when the guards tried to stop him, he yelled at them.

"Sorry, but there's someone near Laundry I have to save."

After hearing Majima's words, a single guard decided to follow Majima into the area. After a solid minute or two, running completely shirtless, his fists still bawled, he saw a guard walking down the hallway where the alarm had been pulled. He didn't smell any smoke, but he saw a figure in the guard's arms.

"You, Stop!" Majima said, running towards him until he stood a solid 6-8 feet away, noticing Jason was in the guard's arms. He made the risky decision to jump and tackle the man, absolutely pissed.

Majima's aura was filled with total rage, his body tense, his fists quivering ever so slightly. He was prepared to take bullets for Jason right now.

Jason felt his body hit the floor and he grunted. He saw Majima tackle the guard that was taking him out and the only thing he could manage was a small smile.

"You came."

"Of Course I did, dammit." Majima snapped, after tackling the guard, he grabbed the guard by the shoulder, not caring about his life right now, and using a move he hadn't used in a while. A move that would wrap his arms around the guard's head, and sn/p his n/ck.

https://michibiku.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/goro-majima-3-800x445.jpg (TW: Viol/nce, N/ck Sn/pp/ng)

The guard standing behind the two was in a panic, he didn't understand what was going on, nor why Majima was attacking the Guard he didnt know. That guard didnt want to die, so he ran to get more backup. He would be back in about five to ten minutes.

"J-Jason." He suddenly focused his attention on Jason, throwing the guard in his arms against the wall, and throwing his own body on the ground near Jason, and supporting his head and chest in one of his warm arms. His other hand lay on Jason's chest to make sure he was okay.

Jason smiled as much as he could under the circumstances, "I'm fine idiot, just some chloroform."
He laughed a little bit, joking of course, but his head was pounding.
"Thank you Majima." He said, blacking out soon after.

Majima knew he was going to be in some shit with the guards for this, but hopefully that guard that was carrying Jason wasn't an actual guard. He slowly, and carefully picked up Jason, walking carefully down the hall as to not hurt Jason any more than the bruises and chemical intoxication. He soon emerged from a hallway near the cafeteria, the guards from before seeing him, and immediately taking attention to Majima.

"Prisoner, what happened?" The guards were cautious, but understanding considering that he hadn't escaped, and only went to get another prisoner. "Some guard was carrying him down a hallway into the laundry. If there is a fire, that means that was an attempt to murder him. I did not smell any smoke though, so It might've been a false alarm." Majima replied, looking at Jason with genuine care. "You'd have to ask him what really happened, because I don't know myself, but that guard is 'unconscious' in the hallway there. -He paused, looking up to the guard and then back at Jason.- Ill take him back to our cell. If some of you want to follow me because you don't trust me, go ahead."

Majima was fairly simple with his words, and after a minute of conversation between the guards, they sent two with Majima to the holding cells, while others investigated the fire and the downed 'Officer'.

Majima's mood turned to anxious worry as he walked into their cell, and laying Jason down on his bed, and sitting next to him there. His body was a mix between hot and cold, but shifting both ways. His heart was pounding, his body slightly covered in goosebumps. He hadn't killed someone in a long time, and he wasn't prepared for the chance of punishment. He wouldn't be punished if it was a call of self-defense, but in this case, Majima was just defending his friend, his best friend even. He had only known Jason for a day, but that gut feeling leads him to trust and confide in Jason as he felt Jason confided in himself.

"Im going to stay here and keep you safe, no matter what happens." He mumbled, setting his left hand on Jason's head and ruffling his hair. "It'll be okay."

Jason opened his eyes, seeing Majima, and he smiled. His head was suddenly much clearer, but still a bit foggy. He hadn't had a lot of time to really process what had happened. Flashes of the near kidnapping flooded Jason's head, and he shivered.

'I'll never be safe.'

A tear slicked down his cheek and he wiped it quickly. He attempted to sit up and make light of things.
"Well, at least I know now that I have some fans."

It was Jason's way of coping, joking. If he could make it funny, it wasn't as scary. With all the years this has almost happened to him, you'd think Jason would be used to it, but he was in prison, somewhere that was supposed to be safe. And Tony, Tony was dead.
And it was his fault.