[Check out my previous work, A Joy3 Who Turned Out to Be a Senior from the Police Academy Trio]
[Check out my upcoming work, Not a Fake, I'm a Vongola!]
Synopsis:
One night beneath the cherry trees at the police academy, a blond with dark skin and a black-haired guy with curls were both sprawled on the ground.
After their fight left them both injured, the two were just about to sneak back to their dorms separately when they heard the sound of fists landing on flesh.
Curious, they followed the noise without a word.
They wanted to see who else shared their particular brand of enthusiasm.
A short distance away, Gintoki and Takasugi were locked in a fierce fight, beating each other as if they meant to kill.
The blood spraying from their mouths and noses looked even redder beneath the bright moonlight.
Young Matsuda and Furuya were stunned. What kind of grudge did these two have? They were going at it even harder than they had!
As they debated whether to step in, Gintoki and Takasugi suddenly stopped.
"Go ahead and hate me... just like you hate another version of yourself."
The silver-haired, curly-haired guy was covered in blood, but his voice was incredibly gentle as he said it.
At that, Takasugi calmly took the hand the other man offered to help him up. "What an idiot," he said.
The two who had just been fighting like they wanted to kill each other made up in an instant.
Matsuda and Furuya, stunned: What... is going on with these two?!
On the Ferris wheel, Bourbon and Rye, two bottles of fake liquor, were in a spectacularly awkward position, dodging fire from a helicopter.
Bourbon cursed Gin as a lunatic in his heart while worrying whether the Public Security reinforcements would arrive.
Kazami, out of commission: Don't worry, Furuya-san! I've already requested reinforcements from command!
"Hahaha! Eat my Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon!"
The utterly unreliable Public Security Zero Division commander, Zura, shouldered a rocket launcher and laughed as he fired at the Organization's Osprey.
The Metropolitan Police and Little K: Is this person really a police officer?! (Eyes trembling in shock.jpg)
A certain FBI ace couldn't help but tremble a little: Public Security sure is making a scene today...
Please note:
1. No couples, but there are one-sided crushes, so it's tagged as pure love.
2. In this story, Shoyo and Utsuro are not the same person. Shoyo-sensei is adored by everyone.
3. Amateur writing, shifting viewpoints, and OOC warning.
4. The police academy trio are saved. Sweet, feel-good HE. No angst, I said no angst! (shouting)
5. This story comes from a wild imagination. Please offer suggestions reasonably; baseless hate is not welcome.
6. The author's writing is very immature. If it makes you uncomfortable, please close the page. Cut your losses in time, and let everyone be happy.
Theme: Don't stop moving forward. Be brave and keep going.
