Yamamoto's poor pants, he is going to have to keep a close eye. It should be a ball of hilariousness a dashing ballplayer with a lighter wielding bomber in pursuit. The things comedy gold are made of. Nope from this day forward, Yamamoto Takeshi will be ever vigilant of his booty and it's proximity to lighters.
Yamamoto takes a few light lumps for the flailing, nothing too severe and he tumbles back with a laugh, flopping into the side as he grins up at Gokudera. Clearly not worried about the don't touch me or his own "rudeness".
"AH GOKUDERA!" Yamamoto yelps, rolling as fast he can, he has two options. Run for it or try to stop the other. When he comes from a roll to a crouch there is a challenging smile and he dives in to tackle the other Guardian to the sand in an attempt to take his lighter. It's either flame on or get out of the way of an incoming ballplayer Gokudera, the ball is in his court.
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Yamamoto takes a few light lumps for the flailing, nothing too severe and he tumbles back with a laugh, flopping into the side as he grins up at Gokudera. Clearly not worried about the don't touch me or his own "rudeness".
"AH GOKUDERA!" Yamamoto yelps, rolling as fast he can, he has two options. Run for it or try to stop the other. When he comes from a roll to a crouch there is a challenging smile and he dives in to tackle the other Guardian to the sand in an attempt to take his lighter. It's either flame on or get out of the way of an incoming ballplayer Gokudera, the ball is in his court.