Akatsuki Takeshi, the sophisticated street punk

Akatsuki leaned against the rail that fenced off the roof of his high school as he looked down upon the students below; some were running the track whilst others were chasing a ball down a field with enthusiasm that made Akatsuki sick. “I freaking hate physical education, they don’t have any form of respect for chain smokers eh?” Akatsuki reached into the inner pocket of his school uniform and extracted a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Akatsuki was a rather tall, slim male with slight bulges of muscles here and there, rather average looking with crimson hair that is spiked up and sapphire eyes. The more interesting feature about Akatsuki was his choice of piercings, both earlobes pierced from top to bottom, with the top of each earlobe with a spiked piercing, two snake bite piercings and an eyebrow. That in addition to his hair and long sharp nose almost gave him the appearance of a troll. Akatsuki’s attention was diverted from the football pitch to the front garden facing the administration building where a few Sakura trees were in full bloom, their pink leaves hovering in the air, like an a waft of pink cloud hovering by the tree, the background tainted a deep shade of orange that was painted by the setting sun. The soft breeze whispering into the Sakura trees giving life to the leaves, the whole scene was rather serene until a deafening crash came from the roof door accompanied by a harsh yell, “Oi! Akatsuki you sneaky bastard you, hiding out on the roof smoking again?” Akatsuki’s face contorted with rage, for two reasons, first he absolutely despised that maggot Ichiru, snot nosed dork, know it all. “The hell do you want from me Ichiru?” Akatsuki inhaled deeply from the cigarette and allowed a plume of smoke to spew from his mouth towards Ichiru which caused him to violently cough, Akatsuki’s lips curled upwards in a smirk. “right right….. Uhm uhm uhm….” He stated clearing his throat from the smoke Akatsuki blew at him. “I wanted to ask you for a little favor that’s all.” Akatsuki clenched his fists and slammed it against the metal railing causing it to hum. Ichiru approached Akatsuki smirking as he adjusted his round glasses with his index fingers, the light tinting the glasses as he approached.

Akatsuki gritted his teeth, he hated having someone under his protection but he also simply could not stand for injustice, but at times Ichiru really asked for a good beating. The cafeteria always packed to the brim, each clique at their table as always and as usual Takuma, the leader of his wolf pack was at the head of his table, the bullies table as it was called by the dorks. Takuma and Akatsuki harbor quite a bond of respect for one another, as friends and as fighters. Takuma was brute strength whilst Akatsuki was the tactician and the brains. Akatsuki approached the table and was greeted with hellos and jokes. “Oi! Eraser head lemme borrow your face for a minute eh!” Takuma was rather slim but quite muscular; his muscles could be seen jutting from underneath his sleeveless shirt that was ripped from the shoulders. He had short cropped hair that had a militaristic fashion to it. “Ichiru got himself in a spot of trouble again, the dumbass, the soccer team are out on a vengeance because they found out that he deflated all the balls before practice, and I’m in the mood to get into a fight you down?” Akatsuki knew damn well that Takuma lived, breathed and dreamt of fights, thus naturally his face lit up and he gave a wide grin and let out a long, barklike laugh. “You retarded? Hell yah! I have a score to settle with these assholes anyways count me for sure man, me and you could be just enough to take them on.” The pair shook hands as each was a specialist in their own field of martial arts. Takuma was a born and bred kickboxing and street fighting legend in his own right, often getting into fights on the streets and had developed a reputation with the punks and thugs, whereas Akatsuki the more sophisticated one was a practioner of bushido and aikido, a champion in both, he also read and debated about, philosophy, art, religion and dramatic literature, why he knew Takuma was beyond anyone.

Just post when it has been edited. It is near 2 tier, but it can be improved with less wall of text exposition.