#tokyo revengers kazutora fanfic

[4kominato]

Part II: Let Me Love You

[[ Part I ]]

A/N: hi friends! im back with a little surprise hehe 😬 i really wanted to do a continuation of this one since yknowww kazutora is my fav and im a hopeless romantic... i just couldnt leave it as a one night stand 🤧

@yukihime-mikeys-girl if youre still around!! 🫰🏻

Pairing: Hanemiya Kazutora x F!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff(ish towards the end), Smut - SEXUAL CONTENT

[[ WARNING ]] contains Tokyo Revengers season 1 spoilers

Word Count: 4.3k

The bell on the front door jingled as you pulled it open, allowing yourself into the familiar pet shop run by none other than your bestie, Chifuyu, who rudely failed to greet you upon your entry.

“Not gonna say ‘hi’ or anything?” you snapped as you walked up to the register where Chifuyu was tidying up and preparing to close the shop.

“Hi,” he responded sarcastically to your snarky comment, not even glancing up at you as he continued on with what he was doing.

“Brat,” you jeered before moving on, “Where’s Tora?”

“Beats me.”

“Damn, are you salty today or what?” you remarked with a scoff. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… so annoying. Why is it him? He didn’t do anything special, but the girls are always swooning over him… What about me?” he pouted with a slight tinge of pink tinting his cheeks and tips of his ears.

“What girls are you even talking about? Me?”

“And literally all the cute female customers…”

“Aw, Chifuyu. You’re cute too, just a bit soft is all,” you teased, poking his cheek to which he smacked your hand away. “It’s not like I’m dating Kazutora anyways. You don’t need to make a big deal out of it.”

“Yeah, but… at least he’s getting some…”

“Hm, but you’ve always struck me as a more of a relationship kind of guy. If you really want, I’m sure I can find a friend who’d be down to hook up with you.”

“That’s cheating if you set me up...”

“Fine. Have it your way. But seriously, where’s Tora? My dick appointment is late.”

“Ugh,” Chifuyu huffed with a disgruntled groan before making his way to the back of the shop where the staff room was. “Kazutora, your fuck buddy is here!” he yelled almost too loudly considering the shop was still open… At least there weren’t any customers.

“Geez! Why are you yelling something like that?!” Kazutora replied, obviously flustered when the two of them emerged from the back.

“You should be grateful you have a fuck buddy y’know,” Chifuyu snapped back.

“I never said I wasn’t?” He shook his head in disbelief, pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked up to you, “What’s up with him today?”

“I think he’s on his man-period. While you were in the back, he was bitching to me about not getting any. Maybe we should invite him for a threesome next time,” you chuckled.

“Yeah, no…” Kazutora grimaced at the idea and quickly urged you out of the shop. “Kay bye, Chifuyu! See you tomorrow,” he waved as the two of you walked briskly to your car and hopped in. “I think… he might be jealous of me actually. He was talking to me earlier about how he’s had a crush on you ever since he met you. Did you know?”

“Yeah,” you answered without further elaboration, focusing rather on starting the car and heading over to Kazutora’s apartment.

“And…?” he prodded, unsatisfied with your answer.

“And… he’s not my type…” you admitted with a shrug. “That’s why we’re just friends.”

“Oh…” was all he managed to say, leaving the rest of the car ride silent. He didn’t really know what he was expecting you to say, but he expected a little more than that. It made him think more about how you’d approached him at the New Year’s party a few months before. You were pretty aggressive in your advances with him so does that mean… he’s your type?

Once you’d parked the car, the silence continued as the two of you made your way up to Kazutora’s unit, though, the lack of conversation didn't really bother you since your only goal at the moment was getting some dick. The moment Kazutora opened the door, you wasted no time swiftly guiding him over to the couch where you straddled his lap. Your arms encircled his neck, and without hesitation, you crashed your lips against his, smoothly sliding your tongue into his mouth. Although he was reciprocating physically with his hands running up and down your thighs, and his lips and tongue moving in sync with yours, mentally, you sensed he wasn’t fully into it given his efforts were ever so subtly lacking compared to your usual sessions.

“Are you okay? Is something wrong?” you asked worriedly as you sharply pulled away from him.

“U-uh… Yeah, I’m fine,” Kazutora replied nervously, cupping your cheek in his hand and trying to pull you back into a kiss, but you resisted.

“Don’t lie… I can tell you’re not fully into it and you've been all weird since the car ride.”

He let out a defeated sigh, knowing he’d been found out and there’s no way you’d be letting him off the hook now, so reluctantly, he answered.

“It’s just… you mentioned earlier that Chifuyu isn’t your type… but you seemed so determined to talk to me at the party. So I was just thinking…” he trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence out of embarrassment.

“That you’re my type?” you suggested.

“Uh… well…” he chuckled nervously, a tinge of pink tinting his cheeks and ears as his eyes fell to the floor. “Yeah…”

“Well, duh,” you scoffed, “I thought that was the first thing I expressed to you that night at the party.”

“Yeah, but… why? I just can’t understand…” he vented quietly, “Chifuyu is so much better than me… And if not him, there are so many other cool guys in Toman too, so… why me?”

“Well, if you’re going down that road…” you started, pausing for a moment before elaborating. “There is someone else in Toman I used to like. We met in high school and we used to hang out all the time. I’d always help him study, and then we’d go get taiyaki after… and sometimes if I was lucky, he’d take me for night rides on his bike…”

“Mikey…” Kazutora muttered under his breath, remembering how you’d told him Mikey was your high school classmate when you had introduced yourself.

“Yep,” you answered with a half hearted smile, “He introduced me to some of the Toman guys, mostly the captains and vice captains. That’s how I got to be friends with Chifuyu.”

“So what happened with Mikey?” he inquired further.

“He rejected me,” you answered bluntly. “That was hm… I don’t know, maybe a little less than a year before that party. It took a few months or so for me to get back on my feet because that rejection really hurt. And then after that, I went through a ‘hoe phase…’ I did actually consider sleeping with Chifuyu during that time but… I'd figured out he had feelings for me so, y'know, didn’t wanna lead him on and hurt the poor guy. It wasn’t until a month-ish before the party that I fully recovered from the heartbreak… and then I met you.”

“But we’re only hooking up… if you’re looking for something serious then why not go for Chifuyu? You said you’re over Mikey now, aren't you?”

“I get where you’re going with this, but I really don’t think I’m meant to be with Chifuyu,” you insisted, brows furrowing in frustration. “Call me dumb if you want. I don’t give a shit, but to me, it feels like fate brought us together, whether we're exclusive or not. I just don’t think it was a crazy coincidence that you walked into my life the very moment I was ready to move on.”

“Hate to break it to you, but I think you’re gravely mistaken,” Kazutora scoffed almost passive aggressively, “Are you forgetting I rejected your relationship proposal? We won’t be anything more than fuck buddies if I don’t allow it. I’m telling you now, if a relationship is what you’re looking for, then Chifuyu’s your guy, not me. Trust me, he’s better for you.”

“Why do you keep saying things like that? You can’t decide who’s better or worse for me. I’ll decide that for myself!”

“Kinda hard for you to judge that when you don’t even know shit about me,” he sassed, making your blood boil.

“Then why don’t you tell me more about yourself, dammit!” you lashed out now on the verge of tears as you furiously clenched the collar of his shirt, “I want to know more about you, but you won’t tell me a damn thing! How the hell would you know how I’ll feel when you tell me everything? You’re just making assumptions and putting your own words in my fucking mouth!”

“You don’t get it because you don’t know!” he snapped back, “Anyone in their right state of mind would hate me if they knew.”

“Well maybe I’m fucking insane then! No matter what excuses you come up with, you still can’t decide for me how I feel about you! After all this time, I–I’ve grown to love you so much, Kazutora, you don’t even understand…” Your voice trailed off into a fit of sobs as you finally released his shirt, your arms falling limp while your head fell forward onto his shoulder.

As much as he wanted to comfort you, he couldn’t. Not knowing he was hiding such a dark secret from you. How could he bear to touch and hold someone as precious as you in his filthy, bloodied hands? He wanted to be selfish and keep you for himself while running away from the shadow that loomed over him. He thought that maybe if he just kept running with his eyes closed and never looked back, then it’d go away… maybe. But at the same time, another part of him knew it was never going away and his ignorance of the subject was unfair to you and would only hurt you in the end; if anyone deserved to know, it was you, whether he liked the outcome or not.

“Thank you… for loving me, but falling for me was a huge mistake…” he replied dully, his aura becoming suddenly cold and lifeless. “The person who killed Baji and Shinichiro… was me.”

Amidst your little sobs and sniffles, you couldn’t help but gasp in shock at what you’d just heard. It resurfaced a memory of a conversation you’d had with Mikey way back when, during one of your night bike rides with him:

“Y’know the guy I mentioned who killed Shinichiro? The same guy killed Baji too. I’ve forgiven him in my head, but in my heart… it’s still hard for me to accept. It’s not like forgiveness can bring either of them back, y’know?”

It was Kazutora, you thought to yourself as you sat still, cries finally ceasing though tears continued to fall. There was no ill intent in your reaction, but for Kazutora, the silence was so piercing that he just couldn’t bare it.

“See, I told you,” he retorted, carefully untangling himself from you in preparation for his escape. “No one would love a murderer. Just leave.”

The moment he stood up from the couch and started storming off to his bedroom, your body moved on its own, shooting up in an instant to chase after him, and thankfully you caught him in the doorway just before he could lock himself in.

“Why?” you whined, tears streaming down your face once more as you held tightly onto his waist, your head pressed firmly against his back. “Why do you keep making your own assumptions?” You waited for an answer, but there was nothing. He only stood there slumped in defeat, so you continued on with your monologue, “I get that it’s hard to tell people about something like that. I get that it’s hard to live with a burden that heavy. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shocked, but that doesn’t do anything to change how I already feel about you. Yes, maybe you did something horrible in the past, but people aren’t stagnant. People can change over time, and the Kazutora I fell for in the present isn't the same Kazutora from the past. The Kazutora I fell for is caring and loving and fun to be around and I can’t imagine a life without him. Please don’t let your past hold you down and stop you from living the life you want to live…”

“But…” he started, voice cracking as his breath hitched in his throat, “I-I don’t even deserve to live… why should I live how I want?” Holding a hand up to his face he began to sob, his unsteady figure slipping through your arms as he sank to the floor. “I stole not one, but two innocent lives… I… should be dead…”

Kneeling down next to him, you hugged him from the side, even tighter than you had earlier and spoke softly against his neck, “I’m not saying you can’t feel guilty or to forget what happened, but even if you do feel that way, you still have to move forward. If you keep sitting around sulking and dwelling on something you can’t change, then you’ll just be in the same spot forever. Everything in life has a lesson to be learned and even in the worst situations, you have to find what that is so that you can grow and improve in the future. You can’t keep hating and reprimanding yourself forever. I think you’ve already taken a lot of time feeling sorry; now it’s time for you to start doing something about it.”

Though he’d heard every word you said, he couldn’t bring himself to acknowledge you in his overly emotional state. Gently, you tucked some of the blond strands that hung over his face behind his ear, revealing his glossy, reddened eyes and a steady stream of tears rolling down his pale cheeks. Leaning in, you placed a chaste peck to his lips, then pressed your forehead against his. “I know you’ve been struggling to love and accept yourself and it’s understandable given your situation. But since you can’t right now, then please let me. More than anything, I want to embark on this journey with you and help you as much as I can, every step of the way.”

Still, you received no verbal acknowledgement, but rather he responded through actions, breaking out of your embrace so that he could hold you in his arms instead. He held you so tightly it felt like he was afraid you’d slip away if he loosened his grip even a tiniest bit; it was the most affectionate gesture he’d ever expressed toward you in the past few months since you’d been hooking up and it really just made your heart melt.

“Thank you,” he finally muttered against your neck once his breaths steadied to occasional little sniffles after recovering from his emotional breakdown, “Thank you for always being there for me.”

“You don't need to thank me,” you nearly whispered whilst shaking your head at him. Cupping his face in your hands once more, you wiped the remnants of his tears with your thumbs before continuing, “Just make me yours, please.”

Slowly leaning in, you sealed your words with a kiss, hoping to relay to him just how strongly you felt about him… in more ways than one. Butterflies filled your stomach when you felt him reciprocate, and as his movements synchronized with yours, your hands glided gracefully from his cheeks down the sides of his neck to rest on his shoulders to pave a path for your lips to follow. They drifted first to the side of his mouth, then slowly they trailed along his cheek to his jaw, then along the length of his neck. The soft hums elicited in the process were confirmation enough that he wanted this just as much as you did and you could proceed further, so your fingers found the buttons of his dress shirt and made quick work of them to finally expose his toned abdomen.

“So… we doing it on the floor, or?” Kazutora questioned half joking as you slid the garment off his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

“Mm, that’s kinky,” you teased in response, “If you want to then I don’t mind.”

Instead, he guided your legs around his waist, supporting beneath your thighs before standing up from the ground and carrying you over to his bed, carefully laying you down atop his fluffy comforter. “You’ll be more comfortable on my bed. The floor is too hard,” he stated firmly with no sign of uncertainty at all in his tone.

“Wow, such a gentleman—” you barely finished complimenting when he captured your lips once more and hastily began to undress you. You could see the lust growing in his eyes with each garment he discarded, and soon enough, he had you stripped down to just your panties. He bit his lip as hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled the drenched, skimpy material down your hips, then thighs, leaving behind glistening threads of your arousal along your inner thighs in the process before he finally slid them clean off your ankles and chucked them to the floor.

“Goddamn…” he gawked at how wet you were for him, the sight sending a surge of blood rushing downward. He was so mesmerized that he couldn’t resist swatching a sample with his middle finger to grant himself a little taste prior to the full course.

“I’ve been sooo pent up, baby,” you whined in a baby voice as to rationalize why you were so turned on; this was the first time he’d ever seen you horny to such an extreme extent. “That’s why I was complaining to Chifuyu about my dick appointment being late.”

“I’m so sorry I kept you waiting,” he barely made out before delving down between your legs, his soft lips encircling your swollen, touch-starved clit whilst he slid two of his slim digits into your warmth.

“Mm, Tora. It feels so good,” you moaned, knowing well that he loved being acknowledged and praised during his performances.

After months of helping him and teaching him just how you liked things, you could confirm via the spine tingling stimulation of your g-spot on top of the perfect combination of sucking, tongue flicking and swirling against your clit that he’d mastered the art of going down on you. It was almost disappointing how quickly he had your toes curling and back arching, already on the verge of release; you hated for this bliss to end so soon. Ultimately however, you succumbed, your fingers finding Kazutora’s smoothly pulled back hair and unintentionally disheveling it with the height of your high inflicting an unbearable pleasure that initiated from your core and coursed through your entire body.

He licked his lips as he sat up from his position between your legs, simultaneously ripping off his hair tie and letting his luscious blond and black locks fall over his shoulders before proceeding to undo his pants. You observed him intently as the outline of his erection came into view through his thin, dark briefs, and despite having come literally just minutes ago, the void between your legs was aching with desire and frankly, Kazutora was taking way too long to undress for your liking.

“Tora…” you grumbled, sitting up and reaching forward to stroke his still confined member, “Why are you going so freakin’ slow?”

Chuckling at your desperation, he patted the top of your head as he answered, “To tease you.” You only pouted at him in response, earning another giggle from him before he tugged at the waistband of his boxers and fina-fucking-ly revealed his beautifully hard cock with precum oozing from the tip. You’d barely even given him a chance to fully strip down when you encompassed his shaft with your hand and started stroking him like there was no tomorrow.

“Jesus!” Kazutora winced at the sudden intense stimulation and grabbed you by the wrist, “You’re gonna rip my dick off.”

“Shut up,” you snapped back playfully, but still you slowed your pace for him not wanting him to come yet anyways. “I’ve been waiting for so long now and you still haven’t fucked me. I poured my heart out to you and confessed my love and I’ve gotten nothing in return,” you recited in a dramatic manner, to which he rolled his eyes at you.

“Don’t act like I didn’t tell you something significant too.”

“Oh, you definitely did, but there’s something even more important I was hoping to hear from you,” you stated expectantly, taking a break from pumping him to instead wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down on top of you. Staring deeply into his glowing yellow orbs, you could see his gears turning, trying to figure out what it was you were expecting of him when something seemed to click.

“I love you, too…?” he answered like a question which forced a laugh out of you.

“Pft, I don’t know. Do you?” you jested.

“I do!” he replied defensively, “I just wasn’t sure if that’s what you wanted since I didn’t say it earlier…”

“Say it again like you mean it,” you demanded whilst squishing his cheeks with your palms.

“I wub you!” he enunciated as much as he could with his cheeks being squished, which wasn’t much but it sure was cute.

“I love you, too,” you giggled and pulled him into a quick kiss, your arms retaking their place around his neck. “Now hurry up and fuck me. I’ve been waiting this whole time.”

“Hey now, we’re not fuck buddies anymore,” he disputed as he shifted to position himself to your entrance. “When there’s feelings involved, they call it ‘love-making,’ Right?”

You knew he was being somewhat serious, but somehow, the fact that he’d made such a clear distinction was actually the most adorable thing ever and you had to hold back your urge to laugh at him. “Yes, you’re right, I’m sorry, Tora. Would you please do the honors of making love to me?”

The little smile that tugged at corners of his lips in response absolutely warmed your heart… for only a short-lived moment that was abruptly interrupted by the feeling of his whole length filling you up to the brim.

“Better?” Kazutora asked breathily as he wrapped your legs around his waist and rocked his hips in a slow steady rhythm, observing your reactions to gauge if he was doing a good job.

“Much,” you sighed in relief, having been deprived for what felt like forever. You weren’t really sure why, but he felt a bajillion times better today than he ever did; maybe it was the anticipation, maybe it was because you were a couple now, or maybe it was both, who knows? But what you did know was that as he picked up his pace, the feeling of him hitting glorious depths within your core made you feel like you were ascending into heaven.

“Shit,” Kazutora mumbled under his breath as he started to slow down, “I’m already getting close, I’m sorry. I thought my stamina was getting better, but I guess not.”

“Love making is different than fucking, isn’t it?” you interjected, gently caressing his cheek with the back of your fingers. “Feels so much better, right? It does for me too.” you assured. “Keep going. I won’t last much longer either.”

“Okay,” he agreed  and complied immediately, his slowed thrusting becoming erratic in the blink of an eye and in no time at all you could feel your whole lower region tingling, teetering toward the brink of climax.

“Ah, Tora!” you moaned at the feeling of your body slowly falling victim to the inevitable euphoria that awaited you despite your efforts to delay it. You managed to hold out for maybe five more seconds before you were enraptured, the breath-taking sensation making you writhe beneath him while your tender walls pulsated around his girth, enticing him to come undone with you.

In your final moments of ecstasy, he finally followed suit, the throaty groan along with the feeling of his warm essence spilling out deep within your core being indicative of that. You let out a heavy, but satisfied sigh as Kazutora took his last few strokes and withdrew himself, his thick seed slowly seeping out of you while he rushed to grab tissues from his desk to clean you up. He took his time tidying up both you and himself, and also making sure he didn’t miss any spots that may have dripped onto the comforter, but the moment he tossed the last dirty tissue into the trash bin he rejoined you in bed and snuggled up close to you without saying a word.

“Hey, Tora,” you decided to break the silence after he’d made himself comfortable.

“Hm?” he mumbled against you, not moving even an inch to converse properly with you, not that you minded though.

“Y’know Chifuyu is gonna be pissed about this, right?”

“Ugh,” he groaned, pulling you closer to him before continuing, “Let’s not talk about him right now…”

Epilogue

“Hey Chifuyu, guess what?” you blurted out spontaneously as he and Kazutora closed up the shop.

“You’re pregnant,” he answered dryly and carried on with what he was doing without batting an eye.

“The fuck?!” Kazutora responded with wide eyes, bewildered by Chifuyu’s drastic guess.

“Uh… I mean I suppose that’s possible, but no, not what I was gonna say…” you chuckled nervously. “Kazutora and I are d–”

“Congratulations,” Chifuyu interrupted aggressively before you could finish, and next thing you knew, he was grabbing his stuff and booking it to the door. “See you tomorrow, Kazutora.” And with that he was gone, leaving Kazutora to finish the rest of the closing duties.

Kazutora facepalmed with a sigh at how things went down, though he wasn’t at all surprised. “You were definitely too blunt. He’s gonna be so petty to me tomorrow…” he griped as he wrapped up his sweeping and put the broom back in the closet.

“He cut me off so I didn’t even say it technically…” you argued back defensively. “We need to find him a girlfriend…”

“Definitely.”

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[skelliko]

☆- Tokyo revengers

-how they'd confess to you (their crush)

๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji

°- Kazutora hanemiya

• the second his feelings for you grew he'd try and shut them away, almost refusing himself to like someone like that

• as the days, weeks and even months went past and you both talking more his feelings grew too big for his poor heart and would try to escape him

• he'd unintentionally do or say things that might hint his feelings and doesn't even realise it until he's alone and is looking back at the interaction, he would immediately mentally kick himself thinking he did something bad whilst repeatedly calling himself 'stupid'

• at some point he took hold of your hand and inspected your nails without asking you and without thinking, "your hands are soft" he'd softly mentioned

• another time that might have showed his feelings was when he went in to hug you when you both decided to hang out, a hug is normal sure but it was the way he did it, pressed together and his cheek laid down on your head, it wasn't his full intention

• he doesn't want to lose you at all and grows jealous very easily of others who your talking to, if anything even a little protective

• from afar in school if he notices you talking to other guys even if you've clarified their not who you'd go for romantically he'd still keep an eye on you, watching from afar with sharp eyes almost waiting for a moment to leap in

• oh if looks can kill he'd probably have killed every guy you have possibly interacted with without you knowing

• after school he'd walk up to you if you're alone and would ask you about what you were talking about with another guy, what and why?

• 'why him, why not me?' though he never asked you that and never will

• his jealousy would be noticeable sometimes as the time went on and he even knows it but can't hide it and it frustrates him for not being able to

• he'd rant about his feelings and you to Baji and would jump from being angry at himself to being in awe when he mentions you

• his breaking point was when you told kazutora that someone had confessed to you but you turned it down, he'd worry that someday he might be in that same situation as the previous guy, and for that he wouldn't talk to you for a week

• kazutora would believe that you dont deserve someone like him, that you're better off with someone else

• well he tried to ignore you, he didn't talk to you but you came and talked to him and he wasn't gonna be mean and shut you down, how could he? you're almost his everything, shutting you away would mean he's intentionally putting himself in misery

• he'd still beat himself up and self sabotage but one day in lesson while thinking about you and taking secret glances at you, his leg would bounce up and down with nervousness

• he'd see your smile, hear your laugh and voice and with that his mind was made up, he needed to make you his

• on the same day while walking you home he took a deep breath and silently let it go to calm his nerves down

• his confession was a bit impulsive

• "I like you... a lot" he'd blurt it out after a minute of silence between you to, in his mind he decided to go ahead and 'fuck it'

• he tried to look you in the eyes but he couldn't and would look away after a second or two

• his expression was calm but deep down boy was panicking and a total mess, his heart beat increasing and the urge to just hug you right there and then was too much for him, he didn't even know your answer yet

• "let me call you mine, and I, yours"

°- Chifuyu matsuno

• at first he didn't want his feelings to grow any more than they already have due to him having self doubt in himself

• the more time you guys hung out and talked the more he noticed how his feelings grew

• he loves to listen to you rant about certain topics even if he doesn't know what you're talking about, he'd nod along and keep listening just to hear your voice and keep your attention on him and no one else

• he'd share his food with you

• for a few times when he'd read his manga, in his mind briefly he'd think of the two main love interests as him and you, making himself feel giddy and that was when his thoughts to confess developed

• he'd be subtle about it yet pretty obvious at the same time without even noticing it himself

• whenever he'd see you talking to another guy he'd stand off in the distance and keep an eye on the two of you just observing, he'd grow jealous but not to the extent as kazutora- though he did wish he could walk on over there and stand behind you while looking at the guy like your guard dog

• he'd be both nervous and excited in confessing to you (he wussed out 5 times)

• one of the times was when you both decided to hang out and there was comfortable silence while he walked you back home, his mind was racing as this could be a good opportunity but while preparing his words in his mind over and over you both neared your home and he decided to give it up for the day

• another opportunity he turned down was another hang out, but he specifically wanted to hang out so he could confess to you, but every little thing you'd do and say would make his heart skip a beat and fuzz up his brain, he was love struck

• and then every other opportunity was the same and ended the same too, with a love letter.

• he'd carry around a love letter in his bag or pocket in hopes of finding his courage to give it to you, either by placing it in your school locker or on your desk or slipping it underneath your house door and then message you to check your door. however he didn't do neither of them.

• he would make up scenarios in his head on how he would and in all of those scenarios he'd make himself full of courage and you always saying yes to his confession, and that would boost his ego but the second he's back in reality his ego and confidence gets flattened

• he'd try and get advice from his friends but not straight up admit that he has a crush (apart from Baji, he knows) he'd ask his friends 'how would you guys confess to someone?'

• though they would immediately catch on about his 'little' crush after that question, though the answers chifuyu hoped for wasn't what he was looking for since they all started to tease and question him instead

• a crisp and clean white envelope with a neatly written love letter inside

• he was encouraging himself behind a corner in school with the love letter in his hand. he had to rewrite it because it started to get crumpled up for the long period of time it had been in his bag and then transferred in his pockets too much

• he finally decided that he lingered over the thought for too long and today was the day he'll finally confess

• while making his way to your locker to slip the letter through the lined gaps he had accidentally bumped into someone due to him not paying attention to his surroundings but instead focusing on his plan so that he doesn't back out

• seeing you this close in the situation that he's putting himself into wasn't helping at all since he was already a bit of a nervous mess to begin with but the tried so hard to contain his emotions

• he had dropped the letter and his heartbeat increased upon seeing that he had bumped into you (quite cliché I know)

• as he apologized for walking into you, you had picked up the envelope and tried to give it back to chifuyu, though he didn't take it back, he just started at it while being deep in thought

• "I... uhh..." he'd stumble on his word a little bit but soon enough he mentally slapped himself and told him to man the fuck up.

• "keep it, the letter is yours. I wrote it for you and meant to give it to you for a long while, you don't have to read it now and I'd probably prefer you not to"

• he'd nervously laugh a little at the end due to the thought of you reading it in front of him put him a little on edge, though a part of him also kind of wanted you to, just to see your reaction

• either way though, he'll be waiting for your response soon

°- Baji Keisuke

• he's gained a good few confessions in the past but would always turn them down, so when he started talking to you and you seemed to not gain any feelings for him that would make his interest perk up

• his ego was quite big but wouldn't use that to his advantage nor brag about it, he'd just always be expecting something but then get shocked and confused if what usually happens doesn't happen

• and it's not like you guys would talk a lot though, majority of the times it's him who starts a conversation despite sitting next to each other in class

• he'd be aware of his own feelings for you but would just brush it off like a 'whatever' thing and think it'd pass by (that never happened)

• whenever he could when you're up and about the classroom talking to your friends he'd sit back and look at you without noticing he's staring

• he'd only look away if he sees you take a step or shuffle a little causing his heartbeat to increase hoping you didn't catch him

• he's a bit of a tsundere

• he wouldn't want to admit to himself that he likes you but soon enough at night while thinking about you he fully realises the extent to his feelings, "ah shit" he'd whisper to himself

• he'd panic, it was that sort of thing where before you couldn't care less about something but upon noticing the extent of it your whole mindset had changed causing you to shift emotions about it

• he'd be in denial but at the same time also accept it, it wasn't a bad thing for him, he just hated being all sappy and hates that turning feeling in his stomach when thinking about you

• if he can't remember math equations it's cause he's been trying to memorize your schedule, what time you come in school, where you go at breaks, who you talk to, the basics

• but he wouldn't ask you those questions, he's observant half the time and would eavesdrop at any given chance he could get and gain information about you that way

• though that doesn't mean he won't talk to you, as mentioned before he will come to you and talk.

• he'd ask for help with his work and secretly he'd be smug about it cause he got your attention

• he'd warm up to you slowly and tease you a lot at any chance he can get and he enjoys your reactions and loves it even more when you talk back in the same attitude as him showing that you can return the same energy

• he'd randomly message you with a singular letter in the dead of night knowing that your asleep, just so he gets a message from you in the morning even if it's a question mark or the same letter

• example: o

• and then from there he'd make a conversation and shamelessly ask you about the other guy that you talked with at lunch (someone's a little jealous)

• he'd be deep in thought at the thought of being in a possible relationship with you, was it what he wanted? was it something that you wanted?

• he'd think over many different scenarios that could possibly happen, from how'd it be like being in a relationship with you, what he would do, what you would do. and he'd always catch himself smiling at just the thought of you

• it was a bit of an impulsive decision, like kazutora had

• one day he asked you to meet up and you agreed and half way through the hang out he'd spill his guts out

• "I like you, I can't remember the last time I had control over my own mind since you came in"

• he hates the sappy stuff, he mentally cringed after he said that but when it came to you he'd feel all mushy on the inside and felt like he needed to be around you all the time, in a way he couldn't help it all

• he'd be a little nervous at first but after he said the first few words of his confession he grew confident and would carry on with the confidence

• his sharp eyes would soften as he waited for your response, his heartbeat increasing and open for you

 ♡ -----

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[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭: 𝐬/𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

★ H e a d c a n o n s, fem reader.ᐟ

★ They reacting to y/n walking around the house practically without clothes

★ 𝑭𝒕. Kakucho Hitto, Izana Kurokawa, Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo and Hanma Shuji

★ Suggestive words, petnames (baby girl, baby)

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

He would have just returned home and it wouldn't take long for him to notice the presence of his girlfriend, as soon as he noticed that she was walking through the house practically naked at first Kakucho would be a little thoughtful about why she was walking like that, but it would end questioning her at the same time.

"We'd better go to my room, don't you think?" Hugging the girl from behind and holding onto her waist, he would ask gently.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

In front of his aquarium Izana would be busy watching his goldfish when he noticed the presence of his girlfriend passing by in the hallway in front of his room, as soon as he saw her and noticed her lack of clothes, Izana immediately turned all his attention to the girl, getting up and going after her.

"What do you want, baby girl?" Holding her waist, he would question in a low tone of voice.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Manjiro would be as distracted as he had just woken up, even so, when he suddenly saw his girlfriend walking around the house practically naked, he would stay awake at the same moment, going to the girl curious to know why she was walking like that.

“Y/n, are you okay?” With a small smile, he would say as he approached his girlfriend.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

He would have just arrived home and would sit on the sofa to rest for a while, but suddenly he would see his girlfriend walking around the house, at first, Kazutora wouldn't pay much attention until he saw that the girl was practically undressed, when he realized , he got up and went after her at the same moment.

“Isn’t it too late for you to tease me like that, Y/n?” Hugging her from behind in surprise, he would speak in a mischievous tone.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran had practically just woken up and was having his breakfast in the kitchen, when he turned around at the counter, he immediately saw his girlfriend walking practically naked down the hallway, at the same moment, Ran went to the girl and gently held her by the arm.

"Let's go to my room and sort this out before Rindou wakes up." Letting out an ironic laugh with a subtle smile, he would say, taking the girl towards his room.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐢

Lying on the bed, Rindou was just listening to some music with the bedroom door open, from the corner of his eye, he saw his girlfriend walk through the hallway practically naked, at the same time, he got up, leaving his things aside and went to the girl , Rindou gently held her arm and brought her to her room.

"Are you crazy, Y/N? Do you want my brother to end up seeing you like this?" Placing a blanket over the girl's body, he spoke, trying not to be distracted by her body.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Haruchiyo was lying in bed just about to fall asleep, but upon seeing his girlfriend passing through the hallway in front of the room without wearing any type of clothes, Sanzu would immediately wake up, leaving his sleep aside at that exact moment as he wondered why. of the girl being like that.

He would get up, go to the girl and grab her by the waist. "What are you doing, baby?" Pulling Y/n closer to him, Haruchiyo would question in a serious tone.

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

He would be distracted smoking a cigarette on the balcony while watching the cars pass by on the street, as soon as he turned around after finishing his cigarette, Hanma would be surprised to see his girlfriend walking around the house with practically no clothes on.

"What are you doing? You're not cold, are you?" Going up to the girl and hugging her from behind, he would ask with a sideways smile.

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[beeing1alive]

Tokyo Revenger's boys, if you protect them

His eyes stare at the back of your head after you have stood between him and the person in front of him. You make it clear to the person in front of you that nobody speaks to your friend like that and that he should apologise immediately. But the person in front of you didn't apologise and you didn't accept it. The clapping could be heard throughout the room. You slapped the person in front of you, turned round and grabbed your friend by the arm to pull him away. He just walked after you in bewilderment, thinking about the danger you had put him in. You give him a kiss on the cheek and say that he shouldn't get involved with such shabby people. If he could fall even more in love with you, it would definitely have happened then

Takemichi; Souya; Akkun; Hakkai; Rindou; Chifuyu; Inupi

He tries to pull you back a little by your shoulder as you stand between your friend and the troublemaker. He is impressed by how much courage you have to stand between the conflict of two boys. Especially because you never know if the boy is aggressive and would hit you, because not all gang members are decent. But you don't let yourself be pulled away and stand up to the rude boy. You told the boy to fuck off and that he wasn't wanted here. But the boy didn't move away from you either. He was about to take a step towards you when you punched him in the stomach and he went down. You wanted to leave as quickly as possible, but were immediately pulled into a tight hug by your friend. He praised you for your clean punch, but warned you never to put yourself in danger like that again. After the incident, he thought about it a lot and came to the conclusion that he was lucky to have such a sweet and loving person with him.

Nahoya; Mitsuya; Pah; Draken; Ran; Mikey; Baji; Koko

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[ladythornofrivia]

TR! boys headcanons with S/O, who fell in love with the rival gang member (ft. Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Sanzu, Mikey, Mitsuya, Baji, Chifuyu, Izana, Taiju, Hakkai, Hanma, Shinichiro, Wakasa, Benkei, Kokonoi, Inui, South, Takeomi, Kazutora & Draken)

A/N: I want to do something a little different from my usual writing. And I miss writing Tokyo Revengers fanfic. Enjoy.

Falling in love with an enemy is prohibited, especially when you’re in a different clan, who swore to destroy them the next day or the day after tomorrow. What better way to end the tension between enemies is to date them. Better yet, fuck them. With your legs spread wide before them, their eyes glazed with lust, holding onto your thighs as they dipped their head between your limbs as they licked your folds. On a hot weather, you were only wearing nothing but a halter shirt, a ripped denim shorts and pink boots. Everything is sweet and divine. The hottest of summer has drove them mad to a brink of taking clothes off less than a minute. Both of you sneaking out late after the gang meetings just to spend each other fucking anywhere as long as you have each other. Whether it’s the bed or kitchen or shower. This time he wanted to make love to you on the dining table, where the companions—his enemies—hadn’t known of your whereabouts.

“Stay still, baby. I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk the next day,” he said, licking and savoring your folds. You whined, clutching his hair tight. His long and girth cock twitch, aching for your walls. He lifted his face up to meet your lips, kissing you before plunging in further into your walls.

“You’re gonna have to beg for mercy for how you’re making me feel by choosing to wear that sexy outfit of yours.”

Taking your wrists, he rapidly slipped his cock in.

The table rocked at his speed, and by the time he’s done, his cum went leaking from your pussy until it flows onto the table.

“(y/n), I’m home,” someone behind the closed door said. But when you and your boyfriend didn’t have the time to react, a familiar member of the rival gang caught you red-handed.

“What the fuck!?” your friend said, dropping their takeout.

Your boyfriend looked up to his rival. Licking wet juices onto his mouth, he gave a smirk and said, “So, can I call you my brother-in-law?”

Izana, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Wakasa, Takeomi, Taiju, Hanma, South, Kokonoi, Kazutora & Bonten!Mikey

People with forbidden romance only exists in fiction. Surprisingly, you and your boyfriend from the rival gang managed to spend time together without getting caught. Both of you are good at making excuses. Everyone can take it without a grain of salt. For a better result, they ignored you the whole time. As you thought your dirty and mundane scenarios with your secret boyfriend. Mostly it’s cooking or going outside and play games, and sometimes going to yours and his favorite hiding spot—a hideout away from their friends with prying eyes. There are days when you want this rivalry to end, but you don’t know how, so you ended up crying, not knowing how the relationship will end once the enemies discover what you and your boyfriend are really up to. Afraid of being used or getting sick and tired of you, you confronted your boyfriend to announce the separation, for his safety, even if it means getting heartbroken.

That way, it’d be easier.

Your boyfriend gave you a pissed off look on his face, before tackling you by sweeping you up and slung you over his shoulder and slammed you down on the bed inside the love hotel.

“Not goin’ to happen, sweetheart. You think I’m going to roll over and accept this? Why waste our love together when we can run away and start all over again. Just you and me, my good, little wife.”

He slammed his lips to yours before he tore your clothes apart, leaving you nothing but underwear.

“No bra? You’re so naughty, angel,” he said, holding your hands above your head as he slid your underwear, exposing your wet, tight pussy.

He licked his lips with admiration, his pants were undone. “You’re going to regret what you said to me today. So don’t think we’re going to break up because of them or their laws.”

“It’s too full,” you whined, nails clawing onto his shoulders.

His chuckles tickled against your skin.

He pounded himself into you, filling the walls with your loud moans as your nails clawed onto his back, strapping him naked from wearing their uniform. With sharp final thrusts, he spilled himself inside you.

“We’ll make a lot of cute babies,” he said, kissing you softly after a long night of fucking you onto the mattress. He plopped down on an empty side of the bed and take you in his arms, caressing the outline of your waist, hoping for the semen to sink into your belly. “After this, I’m going to buy you a ring.”

Shinichiro, Kakucho, Chifuyu, Baji, Mitsuya, Kazutora, Inui, Draken, Hakkai, Benkei & Toman!Mikey

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[atarathegreat]

Sibling Gang Leader 3

Keisuke Baji

He's guilt tripping you into helping Toman with shit

Don't even bother trying to not help, you will

All your guys love Baji and his friends, so they'll also guilt you into helping the smaller gang

he will fight you in the middle of a brawl- "I was confused, there was too much going on."

no there wasn't, he knew

Kazutora Hanemiya

He doesn't talk to you

Why would he waste his time speaking with you when he and Valhalla could just fight you and your gang?

Ignores you at family functions and in the house

only time he helped you was when you were beating the shit out of your dad

he once asked you to cover up is little beauty mark, but you just made it bigger

congrats, fuel that fued

Manjiro and Emma Sano

He wants you to merge with Toman

Cries about it often, whines until you just walk away

Emma, though ultimately unfazed (She hangs around Toman, c'mon) will toss your name around to save her ass.

She's a girly, and of course you don't want her to get her hands dirty.

"Just merge with us!" "In your wet dreams, Mikey."

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Get fucked, he's too busy with Toman to give a shit about you.

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[shujilovedive]

Tokyo Revenger Boys As Your Maid…

Includes: sub!kazutora x f!reader/ bonten!mikey x f!reader/ ran x f!reader/ rindou x f!reader/ sanzu x f!reader

Cw: sexual content, humiliation, slight bullying, no protection, creampies, slight non con, blood.

Description: You parents have hired many maids to take care of your huge house and all your needs, but they tend to leave you in their care for long periods of times while they go on trips. So why not take advantage of that and have some fun....

Notes: Reader is about twenty in this fanfic and pretty bratty and spoiled. Teehee. Not error checked

Kazutora

"Look at how cute you are, even when you pout." You teased, voice ringing out like an annoying bell as you looked down at one of your adored maids. Kazutora sat on the wet, half mopped floor, the bottom of his maid dress soaked in soapy water, face burning a rose red color. He had been scrubbing one of the floor tiles in the main entrance area when you pranced down the stairs, eyeing him with intention that could only be described as wrongful. You had pretended to walk right past him, but instead slammed your shoe into the bucket of water, sending it pooling all around him.

Tears slid down his waterline as he looked up at you, "Why, master? I was almost done...", His voice cracked as he tried to slowly stand up, water leaks from the bottom of his frilly, white, gold and black maid skirt. You were always so cruel to him, he would whine to Baji and Chifuyu about how much you picked on him in particular, always singling you out and even making fun of you in front of the other maids. Hanma told him it was because he was one of your favorites, but if that was so, why were you so mean to him?

He always tried his best and worked as hard as he could, but you didn't seem to ever notice.

"I'm sorry, Tora. You just look so adorable when you're upset." You cooed, looking at the way he struggled to walk out of the water in his cute little slip on heels.

"How about I help you clean up, hm?" You said softly, stepping through the water and placing a hand on his cheek, thumb swiping at his salty tears. He flinched under your touch but immediately softened, leaning into your hand and gazing at you as if you hadn't just dumped dirty soapy water everywhere.

"But the mess..."He whispered, looking down at the floor as you began to lead him away, hand in hand.

"Sanzu can clean it."

Minutes Later...

Sanzu grunted as he moved the water around with his mop. "Fuckin' bullshit...".

Mikey

Red leaked down the tip of the knife in Mikey's cold hand, dripping onto the kitchen table in front of him.

"Mikey!", You blurted out, mid conversation with Baji, but now giving full attention to the quiet maid, gripping the sharp knife in his hand.

"I didn't mean too." He said simply. He worse a shorter maid dress than most of the others, hanging slightly above his knees, fabric black and frilly. Looking up at you through his short gray hair, eyes dark and emotionless. That didn't stop you from rushing over to him though, grabbing his hand and slipping the knife out of his hands. "Don't be so careless then." You scolded him before lifting up his other hand, looking at the deep cut he had sliced into the side of his hand while cutting tomatoes.

"Baji, keep working on lunch." You instructed the longer haired maid who shrugged and went back to cutting a block of cheese he had been working on for the sandwiches the two were preparing.

You intwined your fingers in Mikey's good hand, pulling him out of the kitchen and too the nearest bathroom as he remained silent. "Mikey." You repeated his name as you dragged him into the bathroom and grabbed a nearby rag, wrapping it around his hand before digging through the cabinets. "Put your hand under the sink." You instructed him before grabbing some antibiotic ointment and a bandage wrap.

He watched you quietly as you held his hand under warm, soapy water, eyes furrowed in concern. "Take better care of yourself." You said softly, holding the rag to his wound again. "Say you'll take care of yourself." You said sternly, looking at him.

He blinked at you nonchalantly before nodding, "Yes, master. I will take more care of myself."

"Good." You said softly, continuing to attend to his wound until it was all wrapped up.

Sanzu

Sanzu growled into your neck, the sound vibrating in his throat as he nipped, licking and sucked at the now red, bruised skin. You cried, burying your face in the sofa of your living room as he held your face down into the pillows. Sanzu might have been your maid and that meant he had to obey, but you had learned many times that he had a breaking point. You could only boss him around so much before he snapped.

Your parents hadn't believed you the first time you told him that he had attacked another one of the maids and since then, you had grown fond of him despite his maniacal behavior. So just like all the other times, you wouldn't tell your parents about the way he had snapped on you, deciding he had had enough of your brattiness and orders. How he would fuck your cute little cunt until you were crying for him to stop and about how you were sorry for being so bossy.

He pushed your head further into the pillows, nipping a particularly sensitive area on your neck that he had been searching for, lifting up his skirt so he could grind his hardened cock down on your ass.

"Sanzu! Please stop! 'm sorry!", You cried, fingers scratching at the fabric of the couch and gripping at the pillow , but he ignored you. Using his free hand to grab both of your wrists and pull them together in a tight grip. "Shut up, I'm sick of hearing your annoying voice. Always nagging me.

He was practically humping you now, gritting his teeth together and hissing at the friction he was getting from rolling his cock against your pretty little ass. The hand that had been holding your head down moved to pull your shorts down, as well as his own briefs so he could rub his wet cock on your panties.

"You're gonna clean yourself up when I'm down with you."

Rindou

"Rindou..", You purred, hugging the maid closer to your body as you cuddled into his back, laid out together in your frilly pink covers. He huffed ignoring your coos as he begrudgingly laid in bed with you, body hot and not just because of the stuffy maid outfit. If he could rip that thing off and toss it into a fire, he would, and maybe he'd toss you in it as well.

"Rindou..", You whined this time, nuzzling your nose into his neck softly, and giving him a squeeze. "Why are you being so mean? Isn't this better than cleaning?" You squeezed him again, earning a grunt in response.

"No. You're smothering me." He snapped, his grumpy tone turning into a slight snarl. You whined again, beginning to softly kiss his neck. "Please?...You can take it off if you want..", You whispered softly, nibbling at the side of his throat. He grunted but sat up, dragging you along with him slightly, arms still wrapped around him, staring up at him. He began to grab the skirt of his dress, pulling the whole thing up and over his head. "Fuckin' annoying..", He ripped it off his head before looking down at you, who was rewrapping your arms around his bare waist, gazing up at him with adoration.

"Stop looking at me like that.." He muttered.

But you couldn't help it, beneath all that fluffy fabric, Rindou was built and defined, it made your mouth water.

"Stop." He repeated, pushing you head. You whined again but smiled, sitting up and crawling next to him. "Can we cuddle now?"

He sighed softly and wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder. "Happy?" He muttered.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and cuddling into his chest happily. "I love you~"

"Mhm."

Ran

Moan's echoed through your bedroom as you held the bottom of Ran's maid skirt up, straddling his hips and taking his cock deep inside your tight little cunt. He watched you with lazy purple, arms crossed behind his head as you bounced up and down on his throbbing dick. This is how he liked you, whining about how you couldn't keep riding his cock, struggling to get yourself off...shit. If anything you should be the one serving him, he thinks you'd be much cuter in a maid dress, but he wasn't complaining.

"Please help me, stop being such a jerk." You whined, lowering yourself onto the base of his cock and settling there, too tired to keep moving up and down on his length. His hands left the back of his head, resting on your thighs and smoothing over the skin. "You even need your own maid's to help you get off? Maybe you are becoming too dependent." He teased, patting your thighs playfully before sitting hip and grabbing your hips.

He began to assist you in bouncing you up and down on his cock, feeling the way your warm cunt tightened around him and listening to your pathetic cries. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you grinded your wet pussy all over his length in uneven patterns, while his hands moved to grip your ass.

Fuck, he loved his job. He was practically paid to fuck some rich fuck's cute daughter, who wouldn't want that kind of job. And on top of that, you let him cum inside of you as well, which he was happy to do, filling you up with his hot seed and listening to you wail as you came undone on his dick. He gave your ass one last squeeze before lifting you up and off his cock, rolling you over onto the plush mattress before climbing on top of you. "Ready for round two?" He snickered, fingers finding your sopping hole and pushing his own cum back inside of you.

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[kenmjiro]

𖦹⭑ What are we? (TR)

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ Summary: you two do things as couples even so you are not sure whether you are dating or not.

⋆⸜ 🎧✮₊˚ Character: Baji, Kazutora y Chifuyu

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Kazutora

and if...?

And if you like it? What if there's more to it than just being friends? But what if there isn't? What if it was natural for you to be like that with a “Friend”?

Kazutora only had a few people next to her. And you were one of them. He was really happy when someone like you, who was probably sent by God, was willing to be friends with him. You accepted him for who he is despite his past.

You see, being your friend is fun and memorable. But, the more time they spend together, the more confusing it is for him.

Sometimes, you will hug him while watching a movie at home. There are times when he will say goodbye with a kiss on the forehead when it is time to part; which honestly surprises him too. And, every time you two meet, you would surprise him by hugging him from behind.

These actions honestly make his poor heart swell. He knows that these things are not what “Friends” do. It is not the same as what he sees in what “normal” friends do.

Here she is with him, walking in the park. However, all of these things were bothering Kazutora. His brain almost goes blank at whatever he's talking about. The only thing going through your mind is whatever is going on between the two of you.

“So that's why I told him he won't crawl,” he says as you continue to rant at him as the two of you walk.

You noticed that Kazutora was no longer by your side. He was there, left in his path, standing as if he were in deep thought.

Realizing there was something, you walked towards him and snapped your fingers in front of his face.

“Kazutora,” you said, your voice louder than usual.

“Do you like me?” He said. He was surprised by what he said too.

You looked at him perplexed. Kazutora facepalmed as he pulled the question out of nowhere. So he decided to continue with what he just started.

“Well, here goes nothing” He thought.

“I mean, Y/n, I know we're friends. And you probably only see me as one. But not me. You make me feel things. And, just… What are we?” Kazutora asked, his ears turning red as he anxiously awaited your response.

You walked towards the man, hugging him and smiling at him.

“Well, we are whatever you want us to be,” you said.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Baji

Baji is a trustworthy man. Although he can be quite foolish at times, he knows that he can keep everything under control the way he wants. After all, he is not the captain of Toman's first division for nothing. He believes he can pull anything with ease.

Except for his relationship with you.

Having met by accidentally choosing the last peyoung yakisoba available, you and baji immediately connected. From then on they got together during their free time.

He would come to your house to rant about how stressed he is dealing with Toman. Sometimes he stops by just to say hello and bring you your favorite snacks. On weekends he would knock on your door and invite you to join him on walks.

And between those moments there are moments when your touch lingers longer than it's supposed to. When they walk together he would notice how he grabs her hands. When he rants he'll notice how your eyes shine with interest even though you have no idea what he's talking about.

and that confuses Baji a lot.

Well, sure you two are friends. But are friends supposed to hold hands? Are you supposed to feel empty when your friend isn't around? Are friends supposed to make you feel like butterflies are bursting out of you? your stomach when you see her smile?

All this makes Baji's head hurt so much just thinking. Much more than when he was solving his math problems.

And to solve that headache, he knows there's only one way to find out.

While the two of you were taking your evening walks, Baji randomly asked the question. It's not like he wasn't nervous about it, but he just wanted to get rid of what's been bothering him for quite some time.

“Y/n, what are we?” Baji asked.

“Uhmm, Friends?” You responded confusingly.

"Good. Friends” Baji said, his lips pursed as he looked at your hand holding his.

“Wait, sorry for asking this but, do you like me?” you said, trying to hold back your laughter.

“Wait so… I mean no, but yes?” Baji responded confusedly. “Look Y/n, I like her more than a friend. And that…” he pointed to your hand “confuses me.”

“I like you too, idiot. Why do you think I agree with all your plans?” You responded, flicking his forehead.

Baji locked himself in his arms. He smiled widely as if he was about to have his first peyoung yakisoba of the day.

I guess, after all, math is the only confusing thing in his life.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Chifuyu

Was it bad that he sometimes used shoujo mangas as a guide for his life?

It's not like she can ask anyone about it. As much as she would like to ask Takemichi she didn't want to be a bother. But he's not like Mikey, nor would anyone from Toman be of any help.

So here he is, burning all his neurons trying to understand his relationship with you.

You and Chifuyu have been friends for a while. You were Hina's classmate, whom she sometimes brings with her when she needs to accompany Takemichi. And she accompanies Takemichi, he will also be there. You two became instant friends and also acted as Hina and Takemichi's third and fourth wheels.

Surprisingly, you two became instant friends. Most of the time, you two would talk about the most random things. From piercings to your favorite band, your favorite sleeves, etc. These conversations would continue over the phone. Often. through text messages or calls that would last until 3 to 4 a.m.

There were also good morning and good night messages between us. And things like “What are you doing?” or “What are you eating?”

What surprises him is that he found himself eagerly awaiting your answers. And when you fell asleep and forgot to say goodnight, he often felt sad.

More than this, sometimes you asked him to accompany you when you needed to run some errands. And I would not hesitate to comply.

The same goes for him. You were instantly his first choice when it came to inviting someone to watch a movie or eat with him.

Chifuyu is aware that this friendship could turn into something more, but what if she's reading this wrong?

He keeps asking himself: Does he really have to ask you? Of course chifuyu, you like it. But are labels really important? What if this is all being friends means to you? Wait, what if you're already dating?

Chifuyu wanted to slap herself for the last question. Surely, if you're dating, he would have asked you out first. That's how it's supposed to work, right? or at least in what he reads.

So he was, thinking of a way to open up to you. Currently, you are sitting in front of him eating your ramen.

He honestly doesn't believe he can do this.

“Y/n-chan, are we dating?” The words flew out of his mouth at random. Apparently, his mouth started working before his brain.

Choking on your food, you were surprised that he decided to cross that topic.

Chifuyu, who was also surprised, suddenly began to apologize.

"I'm sorry. I really am. “It’s not my intention” You interrupted him.

“Well, do you want us to do it?” you asked.

"That?"

“You asked me if we were dating, right? I mean, do you want us to?” Because I like you. And not just what I like for friends” you said looking at the poor blushing boy.

Chifuyu, who was about to cry and burst into happiness, suddenly hugged you from across the table.

“'Chifuyu, what are you-”

"Yeah. I really like Y/n-chan. “I want us to go on a date.” he said, with tears in his eyes.

“I know chifuyu. “Now let me finish my ramen first, okay?”

He nodded.

Maybe it was worth reading all those shoujo mangas after all.

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[aritsukemo]

Insecurity | Kazutora H.

Character: Kazutora Hanemiya

A/N: Baby needs a hug and I'm willing to give him one.

The moon shone brightly. It's luminescent rays shining down on the earth and slipping through the crack of the black curtains, creating a singular light that illuminates the bed in a similar fashion. Aside from this, the room is mostly shrouded in darkness, hiding the lush furniture in its shadows. Among this dimness, a phone shines brightly, it's reflection burning it's shape into sandy-colored eyes as a callous fingertip swipes endlessly at the screen..

"( Stage Name )'s outfit looked amazing tonight! 😍"

"Who's the dude with them?"

↳ "I think it's their partner."

"No wonder they've kept their love life a secret for so long. If my man looked like that, I would've too."

"He looks like something out of a horror movie fr fr."

"I'm sorry but I can't imagine her dating someone who looks like that. I really hope they aren't together. ( Stage Name ) deserves so much better. 😭"

Comment after comment flies past as they're read swiftly. Although a lot of tweets and comments focused on you and the outfit that you wore to the movie premiere the night prior, most were about the man that walked hand-in-hand beside you, nervously smiling at the abundance of cameras that were in his face that night—almost all comments made being negative.

"He looks like a drug dealer."

"Whoever made his outfit should be fired on the spot."

"Why did they let him outta the house lookin' like that? Did this to themselves tbh."

"He looks like he'd be the type to beat his wife every night when he comes home from work. Lowkey worried."

Despite this, he couldn't stop scrolling. Maybe it was the hope that he'd find a tweet that defended him or tweet that didn't comment on his tired eyes or vibrant hair or the fact that there was a faint stain on the corner of his shirt that was likely from the food that he hurriedly ate with you in the car that night just before you arrived.

"What's with the long face, 'tora?" He jumps. He hadn't even noticed you enter the room but as he peeled his eyes away from his phone screen, he wish he did sooner. There you stood before him, no makeup, hair wet and sticking to the corners of your face, an oversized shirt—his shirt specifically—clinging to your dampen skin and just barely highlighting your curves, and your legs bare for all to see. It was an intoxicating sight.

One that makes a part of him feel tremendous guilt and embarrassment the more he stares at you.

"It's nothing.." He mumbles out hastily after a while and to his dismay, you frown disapprovingly at him.

"You're lying. What's wrong?" You slide onto the bed and turn, his shirt riding up your thigh and revealing the shorts that hide beneath it as you scoot closer to him and attempt to peer at his screen. Kazutora notices just a tad too late and ends up shutting off his phone entirely. Unfortunately, you had already managed to catch a glimpse at a comment or two before the screen went black and it causes you to sigh.

"Pay them no mind. Everything they say is bullshit."

"Is that really true though?" This time, he's the one to sigh, "One comment--"

"They aren't true." And the tone of your voice alone manages to silence him immediately. The assertive, matter-of-fact tone left no room for talk back or any kind of verbal refutation and although he couldn't say it, his face spoke volumes of how much he disagreed with your statement.

"They hate me." He says after a while.

"Twitter hates everyone," You reply, "People on there would literally shit on the sky being blue if people'll listen."

'Yeah, but what they're saying about me isn't exactly wrong.." He stares down at his phone, almost cringing at the sight of his own reflection staring back at him, "I managed to embarrass you without even saying anything.."

"I don't think you embarrassed me." You retort immediately, "You looked great yesterday and said nothing that upset me."

"They think otherwise.." He mumbles dejectedly. He turns his phone back on but only has the chance to briefly read part of another tweet talking about his tattoo before you take his phone away from him.

"Who cares what they think?" You lightly toss his phone aside, "No matter what they say, it'll only be a shallow opinion at the end of the day. They know nothing about you, Kazutora, but I do. So please.."

Cupping his face, your eyes manage to find each other and lock despite the darkness that clouds your vision. You gaze at him. Hoping that the love you feel for him—and have felt for him for years now—would somehow make itself clear to him if you continued to stare. Alas, all you ended up doing was stare at him with scrunched brows for a little longer than necessary..

"..Believe me when I say this, 'Tora. You're beautiful both inside and out and I'm so incredibly happy that I can show you off to everyone and will continue to do so if you let me. I'm not ashamed at all about dating you and never will be. And do you know why? Because I'm hopelessly in love with you."

No more then a few moments pass before a tear finally slips and a small hiccup escapes him. Like a dam ready to burst, his body trembles and as you finally pull him up and your arms envelop him, he breaks down completely in your loving embrace. And you let him, smiling sadly as the love of your life crumbles before you.

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest

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[lacedinlucilfer]

Tokyo Revengers + Them sneaking in your window / part II

Part I / Part II

Cw: Kazutora being a little pervert.

Includes: Reader x Draken, Reader x Sanzu, Reader x Inui Reader x Kazutora.

Description: Exactly what it says in the title. All characters are of age. (minors dni.) This takes place in a alternate universe where Kazutora is not in jail, Kanto Manji timeline.

Notes: “I don’t have a favorite. I love all my boys the same.”

Draken

Draken’s hand clasped around your mouth, silencing you as footsteps echoed outside of the room. He kept his back to the wall, holding you still as he waited for the footsteps to pass, only letting you go when he felt your tongue slip out of your mouth. “You’re disgusting…”,he grumbled, rubbing his hand off on the side of his pants. Chipper giggles left your lips and you gave him a cheeky grin, admiring the slightly disgruntled look on his face. He looked so attractive even when he was clenching his jaw that way and rolling his eyes up into his head. His hand found the top of your head and he ruffled your hair, looking down at you like you were some kind of annoying puppy that was too cute to be upset with. “You want your parents to call the cops on me? Lower your voice.” He used his hand on your head to gently push you away from the door, closer to your bed and deeper into your room. “No, of course not.” You smiled up at him, a painfully sweet smile that tugged at his heart. If he told any of his friends that he spent his late nights sneaking into some girls house, they’d tease him, but it would all be worth it to see that smile grace your lips.

Sanzu

He slowly grew closer to your face on his hands and knees, admiring the way you were sprawled out on the bed for him. He liked pretty things, they had a way of drawing him in, and you were certainly so. creak. You threw your blankets over the pink haired gang member without warning, suddenly pulling him as close to your chest as you could. He cursed under his breathe but remained quiet and pressed against you as the door to your room opened. “Y/N, I’m heading to bed. You turn in soon, okay?” An older woman’s voice reached Sanzu’s ears and he stayed completely still as you leaned over his body even more to hide him completely. If your mother knew you had snuck a boy into your bed, she would probably have a heart attack right on the spot. Hell, you felt like you were going to have one as you beamed at your mom from across the room. “Yes mam, I love you, goodnight.” This seemed like enough for satisfy your unaware mother and she wished you goodnight before exiting your room, locking the door behind her, how she knew you liked it. “You didn’t lock the door…,”Sanzu muttered, pushing the blankets off his head and sitting up in your covers. If you were anyone else, he would have rang your throat out for shoving him down the way you had. “Oops?”, You gave him a apologetic smile, noticing the way his jaw twitched in annoyance before he began to slowly push you back down into the bedding, straddling your waist again. "You're lucky you're cute....".

Kazutora

Golden eyes watched you from the small crack in the closet door, waiting as whoever had come in, retreated out of the room with heavy footsteps. You looked so cute in your night gown, nervously playing with the pretty ties on it while lying to protect him. He waited a few seconds as he listened to whoever had come in, make their way down the hallway, before pushing open the closet door and stepping out of the small room. “Was that your father coming to check on you? ”He tilted his head and approached the door, locking it carefully before looking back at you. “Mhm, he was saying goodnight.” Kazutora couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face as he looked at you, there was something so exciting about the idea of being a unwelcomed guest in your house. That your father cared so much as in to come make sure you were all safe and alone before going to sleep. “Good, that means we should be clear for the night.” The tiger like man stepped towards you, taking some of the fabric of your nightgown in his hands and lifting it up. “Kazutora!”, you protested quietly, grabbing at his hands. He looked back up at your face with a grin, eyes twinkling with playfulness. “What? You look so good in it…I wanted to see what else you had on.” He suddenly scooped you up from under your thighs, catching you off guard as he carried you towards your bed. “Let’s play around, m’kay?”.

Inui

“One more time…”, You spoke in a whiney tone as you affectionately pulled at Inui’s shirt, trying to stop him from climbing out your window. He sighed softly, his breathe was visible in the cold air from the open window and you could only admire the way his hair blew slightly in the breeze. His eyes slowly rested on you, soft and somber as always, he didn’t want to leave you. He knew how much you relied on him and he wanted to be there more for you, but your parents hated delinquents and didn’t allow him around. “Come here…one more time.” You shivered when his cold hands made contact with your cheeks, cupping your face and pulling you closer to him. His lips were always so soft and sweet, the feeling of his mouth against yours was enough to keep you warm, even if the moment was short lived. He nipped at your bottom lip, making you giggle, before pulling away again, one of his thumbs caressing your cheek. “That’s enough…I have to go. No more…”, he shut down the beginning of your continued protests, swinging one leg over your window sill. “I promise I’ll come and see you soon, goodnight.” Even with the way your heart ached at his departure, you couldn’t not return his contagious smile, watching as he slowly climbed down the side of your house.

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[skelliko]

★- Tokyo revengers

- reacting to you distancing yourself due to mental health without a warning

๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji

 ♡--- I didn't mean to make kazutora's longer than the others but oh well 🏃🏻‍♀️ doesn't help that he's a little 'toxic' too but it's okay we love kazutora

°- kazutora hanemiya

• boy needs to hear from you all the time (not every minute or hour but just enough to know you still love him) so being distant for a small break from reality is hardly a good option

•though if he ignores your messages it's okay, but if it's the other way then it's a big no no for him

• however if you do manage to not respond to his messages the whole day he'd go through waves of emotions and overthink everything

• he doesn't want to admit it nor will he ever but kazutora is very emotional

• he wouldn't spam your messages since he doesn't want to be perceived as needy or too clingy but he does try to send a few messages and wait it out to see how long you'd respond, in which you didn't

• he saw you active on other social media platforms which hurt him even more

• he'd call you once before dropping it and start to play back recent encounters and conversations to see where either he or you went wrong but couldn't find anything that he'd find wrong about himself so he'd blame you even though he couldn't find any bad reason about you either

• he would do the same to you as karma, however instead of a day it'd be two days

• 'if you go low, I go lower'

• he'd ignore you in any possible way and despite his clinginess he's actually pretty good at the silent treatment,

• in public he'd walk past you without a glance and had your messages and calls on mute but he would still check his socials to see if you did message, he Just wouldn't open them

• once he finally stopped ignoring you he pressed on your contacts to see what you had to say and it took him a good minute for your reason to click in causing his heart to drop, it full on sank to the pits of earth

• reading your message about your mental health and how you needed time for yourself for a little while made him feel a little selfish for feeling better about why you were isolating yourself from him (you isolated yourself from everyone not just him tho)

• however he then soon grew a little mad for not giving him a heads up, he could have understood and even try to help you in any way he would let himself to

• he'd unintentionally make you feel guilty, if anything it'd almost seem like he was trying to make you feel guilty for it but his questions were honest

• "why didn't you tell me you were in a mad mood instead of ignoring me? I could have helped you, you made me think I did something bad" / "did you not trust me enough?"

• for all this to be sorted out of course you guys met up and talked it out, you gave him your reasonings and in the end all was forgiven (not entirely on kazutora's part but you didn't know)

• "don't do that again, tell me how you feel, tell me your thoughts and I'll listen, don't shut me out like that again"

• at the end of it all he finally accepted it and showed his clinginess and would cling to you till he left, holding you close to him by linking arms or him having an arm around your shoulders and he wouldn't let go at all

• he'd tell you things that he wanted to say for the past 3 days of you both being apart

• deep down he slowly took your situation into heart and felt bad for ignoring you for two days and pleaded for your forgiveness

°- chifuyu matsuno

• he'd notice immediately if something was off even if it's on text

• he knows you're ignoring him since he also sees you being active on other socials but he doesn't know why and that's what's annoying him,

• he may or may not have (definitely has) flicked through his romance manga to try and understand you even without a clear direction

• he'd give you space but would occasionally message and even try and call you but made sure not to spam you

• "hey are you okay?" "do you wanna talk?" "if you need some space I'll give you some but please let me know if your okay or if I did something bad"

• poor boy would be stressing and try to ignore the small situation by riding his motorbike or hanging out with his friends but you'd be out of his mind and then back in after just 5 minutes,

• he debated on going to your door and see you in person but wasn't sure if that was the way to go, he told his friends about the little situation and they were all suggesting different things and half of them weren't even good advice so he didn't do anything

• despite the ignoring and isolation on your part he still sent a 'good night <3' text in hopes of maybe then you'd reply

• it took longer for him to fall asleep than usual

• in the morning he woke up and the first thing he had on his mind was you, immediately checking his phone for your notification

• the second he checked his phone and saw your notifications he hesitated slightly in opening them, his heart was beating rapidly and he was nervous as to see what you'd say, hoping that you weren't mad at him

• though when he saw your reasoning and your apology for ignoring him he understood very well but he also mentally kicked himself for not going to you in person because maybe he could have helped

• he'd make sure and ask if you're okay and would even come to you in person even if he did wake up not that long ago

• he'd listen to your words carefully and keep you close to him, his warmth was definitely something you missed in your short isolation. even if it were for a day and even if you both wouldn't have met up, his warmth was certainly needed and appreciated in this moment.

• he'd ask you what you did in your time out of curiosity and if you're feeling better than before, and if not then he'd make sure to make you feel better by staying close to you and keeping you company

°- Baji Keisuke

• it would take half of the day to notice your quietness before he got concerned by it

• he'd send you a message and brush it off if you haven't seen it immediately or even after an hour thinking you're still asleep or busy but as the time went on by and more of his messages got unanswered he worried

• he'd be out with his gang and check his phone almost every minute for you, which certainly wouldn't go unnoticed by his friends

• he'd think that he did something wrong for you to ignore him and he'd be deep in thought whilst scrolling through your past messages and photos trying to remember any missing detail that he missed that could have caused this

• once his friends pointed that out to him Baji got up and left "I have to go"

• if he wouldn't have left then he might have punched a random person in the face to let loose a little from the nervous thoughts in his mind

• he would without a warning show up by your door and the first thing he'll say is "why are you ignoring me?"

• he wouldn't say it harshly but a bit more casually and curiously, though he was a bit hurt by it as well and tried to hide that

• you had your quietness for half of the day

• though after a longer look at your current state and expression you didn't even need to say anything for him to understand and he took you into a hug that you accepted very quickly

• "you shouldn't have to hide away like this"

• Baji would make you tell him what happened and how you feel while keeping you close to him and running his fingers through your hair

• he'd be understanding of it but would make sure that you could always go to him

• "promise me you won't ignore me like that again" he'd lowly and softly say

• he'd stay with you for the rest of the day in each others arms

☆ ----

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[vamplu]

Gamer Tokyo Revengers Headcanons

A/N: This is mostly Toman with some cameos from Shinichiro & Hanma LMAO. I hope you enjoy! Shout out to my amazing boyfriend who participated in this conversation with me. <3 I love you. -----

-Kazutora one time scammed Baji in Meep City by offering a “legendary for legendary'' trust trade and Baji ended up getting temporarily banned from ROblox text and voice chat for the things he was screeching.

-Mikey and Draken don’t play Roblox (Draken will if Emma wants him to though). They’re probably on Val or something. Mikey blows up team/party voice chat literally the entire match while Draken only says one thing; “gg” at the end of the game LMAO

-Kazutora, Baji, and Chifuyu have a Minecraft server and the stuff that goes on in that server should not be spoken of, but can be summed up with one event; the piston dungeon.

-one time, Mikey spent the night at Baji’s house and had access to his PC. Mikey got on the BajiTrio server and blew up Kazutora’s house and that’s when all the beef started. (Shinichiro is alive and well in this universe!!)

-Mitsuya doesn’t game much, but when he does it’s because Luna and Mana want to play. Accordingly, he’s goated at games like Fashion Famous (pro model) and is pretty popular in any Royale High server he joins LMAO

-Hanma plays CSGO. And he’s reaaaal toxic on the game LMAO. Can see him 100% being one of those “drama” YouTubers who talk shit online while playing various video games. (Think Old Leafy or some shit.)

-Smiley and Angry are an inseparable Fortnite duo. Angry is overly nice and courteous, often handing off his really good weapons to his teammates when they ask for them, while Smiley is literally being toxic the ENTIRE time. Think of him saying stuff like, “Dude, you’re so ass.”, “Imagine whiffing every shot LMAOOOO”, and “BROOOOOOOOOO we lost because you suck!” at every given moment of a match. Accordingly, not a lot of people play with them so they usually fuck around in duos.

-Shinichiro grew up on OG Nintendo and struggles to really understand newer games because he stopped playing when school + work got busy for him so he didn’t have much time. He tries his best though when Mikey wants to play games with him, even if his best is pretty mid.

-Yuzuha and Hakkai play a lot of open-world RPGs, like Zelda, Genshin, and Star Rail. They especially like Genshin because they can play together. Hakkai mains Yelan and freezes up literally every time she says one of her voice lines. But Yuzuha is really into Yae Miko (or really any electro woman.)

-Emma mainly plays cute mobile games like Love:nikki, Hello Kitty World, or Happy Camper. She likes being able to make cute outfits/sets. She got a Switch so she could play Minecraft and ACNH, but she got into these games because of the PE edition and Happy Camper.

-Emma actually recommended ACNH to Mikey, who ended up getting addicted during COVID and literally could not peel himself away from his Switch for the entirety of Quarantine. But was he simply docile while playing? No, of course not. He was insanely aggressive with Tom Nook.

-Mikey actually forced Mitsuya to make Toman jackets in Animal Crossing. (Mitsuya also made all the boys’ MC skins.)

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #manjiro sano #draken #mitsuya takashi #kazutora hanemiya #hakkai shiba #yuzuha shiba #hanma shuji #baji keisuke #matsuno chifuyu #shinichiro sano #emma sano #nahoya kawata #souya kawata #fanfic

[callofdutyma]

Chifuyu's Girl

Kazutora Hanemiya x Fem Reader x Chifuyu Matsuno

When Kazutora was first released from prison, he had no one, and he definitely didn’t expect Chifuyu to be there to pick him up. Chifuyu offered him a place to stay and gave him a job at his pet shop. Over time, Kazutora and Chifuyu became close friends, and Chifuyu is always there for Kazutora, no matter what.

As Kazutora reflects on those difficult times, he feels grateful for everything Chifuyu has done for him. Chifuyu has shown him what true friendship is, and Kazutora knows that he wouldn't be where he is today without him.

But lately, something’s changed. Ever since Chifuyu introduced you to Kazutora, he can’t stop thinking about you. Every time he sees you, his heart races. He knows that he shouldn't feel this way - after all, you’re Chifuyu's girlfriend. But he can’t help it. 

Kazutora tried to push his feelings aside, but they only grew stronger with time. He found himself daydreaming about what it would be like to be with you, to hold you in his arms, kiss you, and make love to you and your perfect body, but he knew that it could never happen. He couldn't betray Chifuyu like that. 

As the days passed, Kazutora's feelings for you became more and more intense. He felt guilty for even thinking about you, but he couldn't help it. He was consumed by his desire for you, and yet, he knew that he could never act on those feelings. He would have to keep them buried deep inside, where no one could see them, and so, he plays along with the both of you, though he can’t help but feel dirty whenever you both flirt and talk cute. 

You walk into the pet shop with three coffees in hand, the bells on the door jingle as you enter. You look around the store and see Kazutora holding a cat, his eyes meet yours as you walk in. Chifuyu is sitting at his desk, typing away on his computer. As you walk into the room, Kazutora can’t help but admire how beautiful you look. A rush of feelings wash over him, but he quickly composes himself. Chifuyu looks up from his desk, “hey, my love.”

Kazutora feels a pang of jealousy, but he hides it perfectly. He can’t act on his feelings, because Chifuyu has been such a good friend to him. He doesn’t wanna betray him like that. 

“Hey.” You smile, and place a coffee on his desk, then you walk over to Kazutora and hand him one, “here you go Kazutora.” You flash him a smile as well.

“Thank you, y/n.” Kazutora returns the smile and takes the drink, then you walk over to the couch and sit down, taking your jacket off and unlocking your phone to scroll through social media. As he sips his coffee, he admires you from afar, he loves the way you carry yourself, he’s never met a woman quite like you before. 

Chifuyu gets up from his desk and comes over to join you on the couch, he sits down and pulls you onto his lap. “I missed you my love, why must you leave my side for even a second.” He says dramatically. He nuzzles his face into your neck, causing you to giggle, “stop it Chifuyu! You’re ticking me!” You playfully push him away, but he pulls you back into his embrace, “never, I’m not letting you go.” Kazutora feels dirty as he watches from the corner, where he’s supposed to be brushing the cats but can’t look away from the both of you. You both don’t notice Kazutora’s gaze. 

Chifuyu grabs your hips and takes you off of him, letting you sit back down on the cushion of the couch, then he lays his head into your lap. You run your fingers through his black hair and scratch his head with your fingertips, and he moans softly to the feeling, “I love you, y/n.” 

You smile, “I love you too Chifuyu.” 

Kazutora frowns as his gaze moves from the both of you, to down at the floor in front of him, for all the times you say it, it never seems to hurt any less. He wants to tell you he also loves you, but there’s probably no point, he’d only risk ruining the friendship that he has with the both of you. Kazutora focuses his attention back on brushing the cats, and meanwhile, Chifuyu enjoys your company. He loves having you here, hanging out at the store, especially on a slow day like this, where they don’t have any customers the whole day. 

You continue to play with Chifuyu’s hair, and he just gazes up at you, admiring your beauty, wondering how he got this lucky, he’s never been lucky with the ladies, and you’re not just any woman, you’re special. 

Kazutora finishes up brushing the last cat and closes the gate of the little cat area, then he walks over behind the counter and sits on the stool. He glances at the both of you over the counter of the shop, and thinks to himself, why is it that I feel so alone despite being surrounded by people I care about so much? what’s wrong with me? is it because the person I love is with someone else? and that someone else is my best friend? he shakes his head, I have no one to blame but myself, I fell for my best friend’s girlfriend, obviously I’m gonna feel alone.

Later that night, Kazutora looks at himself in the mirror, his usual routine, wondering what you don’t see in him, he picks apart his face, his eyes, his long hair, and his body as he thinks to himself, why doesn’t she love me? even a tiny bit? am I just not good enough? he lets out a sigh, he just wishes he could at least tell you how he feels, without expecting anything, but it’s so risky, he could lose the both of you, then what.

His eyebrows furrow, and he shakes his head, he can’t shake the feeling that he needs to confess.. He can’t spend another day playing along with the charade, he just has to tell you. 

He decides to go to your apartment, knowing full well exactly where Chifuyu is, which is home and in his room, Kazutora saw him sleeping soundly when he walked down the hall. He knocks on your door and waits nervously for you to answer. 

As you lay in bed, you suddenly hear a knock at the door. Your eyebrows furrow, who could be knocking on your door at this time of night, and you know it’s not Chifuyu because he has a spare key, he never knocks. 

You get out of bed and walk to the door, as you open the door, your facial expression is guarded as you try to assess the situation. You're surprised to see Kazutora standing there, and you're not sure what to make of it. You try to read his expression, but he seems nervous and unsure of himself. “Kazutora? What are you doing here?” 

Kazutora flashes a smile. He’s regretting this, he shouldn’t have come here, it was a mistake, but he’s here now, there’s no turning back. He thinks to himself, what am I doing? though he already knew the answer; he wants to win your heart, or at the very least he wants you to like him a bit, even if he can’t have you. “I’m just here to talk, can I come in?” His tone is calm and warm, with a tinge of vulnerability as he says that. He looks at you with his eyes glistening as if he wants to tell you something important, but don’t know how to.

“If you’re here then Chifuyu shouldn’t be far behind, is he coming over too?” You ask.

His smile falters, he’s nervous, and doesn’t know what to say. He looks away for a moment and sighs briefly before turning back to you. “No.. I wanted to.. talk to you.” 

“Oh? well okay.. please.. come in.” You say as you step aside, letting him in. He takes off his shoes and you shut the door behind him.  

He turns his head to gaze back at you, the ball ornament of his earring dangles, and the two front strands of hair that falls from his bun move slightly. “So.. I don’t really know how to say this..” His heart flutters in his chest, “I’ve had feelings for you for awhile now..” His eyes close and he lets out a sigh, then he opens his eyes again to see your reaction. He’s praying you’re not gonna be angry with him. 

“You.. have feelings for me?” You say in disbelief.

He nods slightly, and looks straight into your eyes, “yes.. I love you.” He says it so gently, it’s soft and sweet, he means it, he means every word, and you can tell.

“How long have you had feelings for me?” 

He looks off to the side and thinks for a moment, and then he looks back at you, smiling. His heart flutters as he looks at you, “do you remember when Chifuyu introduced us? it was a week or so after I had got out of prison, me and Chifuyu were working a late night at the pet shop, doing inventory, and you were there, sitting on the couch.. You noticed how far off I was, so you called me over to sit beside you, you asked me what was wrong.. so I told you how alone I felt, how guilty I still was, and how I didn’t know how to go about my life, I forgot who I was and how to even live.. Then you said this, I remember every word.. you said; that’s not true Kazutora, you’re not alone. You have friends who care about you, including me. I’m here for you. You’re a good person at heart, and you have the power to make positive changes in your life. It’s okay to feel lost or guilty, but you don’t have to let those feelings define you. You can choose to be whoever you want to be. Everyone forgave you long ago, especially Baji.. Now it’s time to forgive yourself.” He smiles, “that was when I fell in love with you.. I’ve been in love with you this whole time..” 

Your eyes widen, and you don’t know what to say, you’re surprised, but you also feel so bad for Kazutora, he’s been enduring watching you and Chifuyu all this time, spending every day forcing himself to keep his feelings hidden, you can’t even imagine how painful and lonely that must’ve been for him, so you’re grateful he told you, but at the same time, you’re worried for him, “if Chifuyu knew you were saying this, he’d be so mad at you.. you know that right?” 

His eyes look down for a moment, he’s worried that you might think he’s a monster for saying such things. “I know, but I just couldn’t stand sitting on the sidelines anymore.” His voice is soft and sweet, and he looks at you with eyes of kindness and honesty, “I’m tired of acting as though I don’t have feelings for you. I’m tired of hiding how I really feel. I want the world to know that I love you with all my heart, and that i’ll always be there for you..” 

“And what about Chifuyu? do you want him to know too?” 

He thinks about this, he’s torn, he doesn’t want to destroy his friendship with Chifuyu, but he can’t stay silent any longer, “I’ll talk to him.. He can get mad at me. He can even hate me.. but I needed to be honest with you. I love you and I always will.. I’m sorry if this comes as a shock to you.. and I know you love Chifuyu.. I don’t want to ruin things, but I need you to know that I love you.” He watches your facial expression and walks closer to you, then places his hand on your cheek, holding it in his palm. You stare into his eyes silently, unsure of what to say, or do. He moves his hands to your waist, and he feels his heart race as he pulls you close to him. “You’re literally the most beautiful, amazing, and sweetest person in the world.. every time I see you.. I get hot.. and my heart flutters.. you make me feel it so badly..” His fingers grip your hips a bit tighter and he presses your body against his, sending a tingle down your spine. “I love you.” He says, looking down at you. 

You continue to look up into his eyes, returning his gaze, “why didn’t you tell me sooner?” 

He sighs, “I was scared. Fear and shame are a terrible combination for me. I was scared that my feelings would drive us away from one another. I don’t know what I would do without you.” He takes a deep breath, smiling down at you before letting it out, “I don’t want to keep my feelings from you anymore. You mean the world to me.” 

You don’t know how to respond.. You just keep looking into his eyes. He moves his hands from your waist to your hips, pulling you even closer, pressing your body firmly against his as he moves his head down, quickly pressing his lips against yours, the kiss is fast and passionate, as if his lips were hungry for yours. He feels his heart thumping in his chest and his body gets hotter, he didn’t know what he was thinking.. kissing you suddenly like this. 

He runs his hands up your waist and your back as you make out, sending a wave of pleasure through you, the kiss is wild, and yet, sweet.

Your eyes shoot open and you feel a pang of guilt, what am I doing? I’m with Chifuyu.. did I just.. cheat on him? You quickly pull away, and Kazutora’s eyes widen. He looks away from you, ashamed. His hands clench into fists as his gaze is fixed on the floor, “i’m so sorry.. i’ve made a fool of myself, haven’t I?”

You put your hand up to your mouth, then you quickly gather yourself, “no.. you didn’t.. it’s just.. we kissed.. what’s Chifuyu gonna think..” 

When he noticed you put your hand up to your mouth, he felt horrible, he didn’t want to make you feel guilty. “I’ll talk to him, I swear.. i’ll tell him that it’s all my fault.. which it is.. i’m the one who kissed you.. i’m so sorry..”

“No.. i’ll tell Chifuyu.. please, don’t blame yourself.. I could’ve stopped you.. but.. I didn’t want to..” What is wrong with you? How could you do this to Chifuyu.. and.. like it? You’re so confused, but Kazutora has gotten under your skin now, and you can’t shake him. You know you won’t be able to stay with Chifuyu now, and you’re so guilty, but you can’t deny how Kazutora is making you feel right now, it’s intense and passionate, and now that you’ve gotten a taste of it, of him, there’s no way you can fight it.

His eyes widen and his heart flutters at your words, “so.. you wanted to keep kissing me?” His voice is quiet now, it’s the gentlest and sweetest he had ever sounded. His expression is soft and kind, and a small smile graces his lips as he looks at you. 

“Yeah..” You answer.

He walks close to you once again, and places his hands on your hips, pulling your body back against his, “really..?” his cologne fills your nostrils again as he pulls you back into his grasp. You nod and look into his eyes, “mhm.” Both of your breaths are heavy as you gaze at each other, he presses his lips against yours in a firm kiss, then he moves your hair to the side and kisses down your neck, his breath is hot and heavy in your ear, and your eyes close as you moan softly, which sends a wave of heat through Kazutora’s body. He quickly picks you up and puts you against the wall, his eyes flicker a bright golden as his desire for you grows. His lips reunite with yours. As he kisses you, you feel a jolt of electricity run through your body. His touch is urgent, as if he’s trying to convey all of his emotions through his kissing. 

He brings you to your bedroom and lays you down. He leans himself over you and continues kissing you, you feel his hands move down your body, his touch setting your skin ablaze with desire. He tugs at the bottom of your shirt and pulls it off of you, then he kisses down your neck and chest. He moves to take off your pants, then your panties. 

You watch as he takes his own shirt off, revealing a toned, muscular chest that takes your breath away. You feel a surge of desire wash over you as you take in the sight of him, his skin is glistening with sweat in the dim light of the room, his hair is up into a messy bun, and the tiger tattoo on his neck shifts slightly every time the skin of his neck moves. He stands up and takes off his pants, followed by his boxers. He looks at you and grins as you watch the show. Kazutora naked is definitely a sight for sore eyes.. is this man a god? 

He quickly leans back over you, but positions his head over your lower body and spreads your legs. He gives kisses up your thigh, and then he does the same for the other, the sensation sends a jolt of arousal through you, and you can feel yourself get wetter. 

He kisses his way to your clit, where he encloses his mouth over it in a wet and sloppy kiss, then he trails kisses down to your entrance, and sucks up your juices, “fuck.. getting to taste you is an actual dream come true.” he says. He starts lapping away at your clit vigorously, causing you to moan loudly. Your juices continue to flow freely from your core, and he greedily drinks all of it up. You suddenly feel him slip two fingers inside of you, he pushes them as deep as possible and curls them upwards toward your g-spot. He moves his fingers in and out, hitting your sweet spot every single time as he licks and sucks your clit. The combination of both actions cause you to shake uncontrollably, and your back arch’s off the bed as a rush of pleasure overcomes you. 

He licks and sucks up all of your juices, then he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand as he grins, he looks at you with pure lust in his eyes, before he leans himself over you. He gives you a kiss on the lips before he positions his tip to your entrance, and without hesitation, he presses forward, filling you completely with his shaft. He closes his eyes for a moment, enjoying how tight you are around him. You wrap your arms around his neck, savouring the warmth of his body against yours. He begins to thrust, gradually speeding up his pace overtime before it gets fast and hard, causing your bodies to slap together with each movement. His breathing grows heavier and he groans as he pounds into you, the feeling of your walls gripping him makes his length throb inside of you. 

He sits up and grabs a hold of your legs, you can see his whole upper body as he pounds into you, his earring dangles with every movement, and the two strands of hair that frame his face move slightly with grace, his mouth is parted and his eyelids are weak as he gazes down at you, and the sight is more than enough to speed up your orgasm. He feels your walls start to squeeze him even tighter, and he knows you’re getting close.. so is he. “ahh, that’s it baby! fuck!” He yells as he slams himself into you even faster. “mmh, Kazutora.. i’m so close!” you moan.

“Me too baby, me too! let’s cum together,” he exclaims, and you nod in agreement. The next thrust sends you both over the edge. He lets out a long groan as he spills his seed inside of you. Your walls pulsing from your orgasm only adds to his. The warmth of his cum filling you up sends a shiver down your spine, and you moan his name. The continuous pulsing of your walls causes him to shudder as his grip on your legs tightens. He gives you a kiss as he slowly pulls out of you, then he collapses beside you. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you in to cuddle him as you both come down from your high.

“Fuck, I love you so much.. so much that i’ve resorted back to my old ways.. my ways of betrayal. Chifuyu’s gonna hate me.. but I’ll just have to live with it, like i’ve lived with everything else i’ve done.”

You listen to him, and you now understand what it’s like to really betray someone close to you, the guilt is unbearable.

The next day, you arrive at the pet shop, Kazutora is already there, he came in early for his shift. You’ve come to tell Chifuyu everything, and to let him go. 

Kazutora watches you walk in. Chifuyu greets you at the door but the look on your face makes him stop in his tracks, “Chifuyu.. we need to talk..” you say.

Kazutora is stocking shelves, arranging the items as he overhears the conversation. He knew it was going to happen, but that didn’t make it any easier. He feels a pang of guilt in his chest. 

“Listen Chifuyu.. there’s something I have to tell you.. and you’re not gonna like it.” You add.

Chifuyu stares at you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. “What is it?” He crosses his arms, his eyebrows furrowing as he awaits your words.

“I.. cheated on you.. with Kazutora..” 

Chifuyu freezes in shock. He stares at you in disbelief for a moment. Then his expression becomes cold. His face turns a darker shade of blue as he glares at you. “You did what?” His voice is cold and emotionless as he glares at you. His expression is full of anger, not sadness, and his tone of voice alone is enough to make you feel guilty. He’s furious. 

“I’m sorry.. i’m so sorry.. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You plead.

“Did you do this on purpose?” He narrows his eyes at you as he speaks. He’s mad at you, but he’s also disappointed. He didn’t think that you would do this to him, but now… he’s no longer sure. The look on his face is cold and full of contempt. He’s extremely disappointed, and also extremely hurt.

“No.. it wasn’t on purpose.. I.. got caught up in the moment.. it just.. happened..”

“I can’t believe you.” His eyes narrow further as he glares at you. He clenches a hand into a fist as he feels anger wash over him. The once kind and gentle look he would always give you was long gone. He’s angry and disappointed now. He just stands there, staring at you. “How could you..?” He closes his eyes tightly. He feels like screaming. He’s so disappointed and hurt by your words, by your actions. He never thought you would do this to him.

“I’m sorry Chifuyu.. I really am.” You say as you force back your tears, you have no right to cry.

Kazutora walks over and Chifuyu looks toward him with a scowl on his face, “I knew I never should’ve trusted you!” He says, then turns his eyes back to you, “you’ve hurt me, you know that?” He then looks back at Kazutora, “and you.. you.. I can barely even look at you right now.” He crosses his arms again as he stares at the both of you. He’s so.. so angry, and he’s so hurt. He’s trying to keep a stoic expression on his face, but behind his eyes, he’s hurting. He never experienced this kind of pain before. The betrayal.. it made him feel weak, and vulnerable. “How could you do this to me?” His voice is filled with contempt and anger as he stares at the both of you. 

Kazutora remains silent for a moment, not sure what to say. He doesn’t want to make this worse, and he doesn’t want to cause any more harm than he already has. After a moment of silence, he speaks in a quiet and gentle voice, “Chifuyu.. I just want to say that I’ll do anything to make this right.. anything at all..” His voice is soft and sweet. He wants nothing more than to make things better between the three of you, but he isn’t sure where to begin. 

Chifuyu looks at him, “why would you do this? what’s the gain in going after my girlfriend? what was your play here..? did you wanna fuck her just because she’s mine?” 

Kazutora’s eyes widen, “no, not at all..” He sighs, his cheeks flush a bit. He doesn’t know how to say it, but he tries his best to articulate his words. “I fell for her..” He takes a deep breath, “I didn’t want to hurt either of you.. I swear.” 

“So you fell in love with my girlfriend?” Chifuyu says, contempt still in his voice.

“Yes, I did..” He’s embarrassed to say it, but it’s true. He just couldn’t deny it anymore. He knows it’s wrong, and he wants to make it right. He feels so terrible, and it’s obvious in his voice. “It’s so stupid.. and it’s so selfish, but.. I didn’t know what to do. I tried my best to push the feelings away, but I kept finding myself thinking about her..” He sighs and rubs his eyes, feeling ashamed. His voice is quiet, “you probably hate me right now.. and rightfully so.” 

“I picked you up from prison, let you into my life, helped you, became your friend despite what happened with Baji, and this is how you repay me?”

Kazutora hangs his head low, another feeling of shame washing over him. He feels like he shouldn’t even be looking at Chifuyu right now, and he knows he’s completely right, he knows he doesn’t deserve Chifuyu’s forgiveness, he feels like he deserves nothing. A lump forms in his throat as he speaks, “you’re right.. i don’t deserve anything from you..”

The scowl remains on Chifuyu’s face as he hears Kazutora’s words. 

“You have every right to be mad at me. I betrayed you.. it was stupid and selfish of me to do that.” He sighs, looking towards the floor. He’s ashamed, and he feels like he doesn’t deserve to look at Chifuyu’s face as he speaks, “i’m so sorry for doing this to you Chifuyu.” His voice is heavy with shame. 

You look at Chifuyu, “so now what?” you say.

Chifuyu takes a deep breath, looking at the both of you. He rubs the bridge of his nose, clearly struggling to process this whole situation. “I..” He pauses, thinking over his next words, he has to choose them very carefully, as to not cause any more anger or hurt. His voice is quiet and gentle, “I need time to think. I just need some time.” That’s all he could say at this moment. 

“Are you done with us?” You ask.

He sighs, his expression one of defeat, “do you really want me to answer that..?” 

You tear up, “Chifuyu.. please.. I know what we did to you was messed up, and you’re the last person in the world that would ever deserve to be hurt.. but I still want you in my life.. I still care about you so much..”  

Chifuyu sighs heavily, “I understand.. i’m not mad at you.. I mean, I was.. but I don’t want to be mad at you.. I want to forgive you.. I want that more than anything right now.” His voice remains stoic, and he’s still a bit stiff. He speaks again, “I’ll always have feelings for you.. it would be a lie of me to say that I wouldn’t still love you. I’ll never stop caring about you no matter what happens.” He looks at you, his eyes filled with sadness. “I’m just so sorry that it came to this.. is it me? am I just not good enough?” He then chuckles, “guess I really don’t have any luck with the ladies huh..” 

Your eyebrows furrow, “don’t say that! it’s not you at all.. you’re an amazing person. you did nothing wrong. I did this to you. and I’m so sorry.. I’m still in love with you.. that hasn’t changed.. so don’t try and blame yourself. I love you.. so much.. but I also can’t deny the feelings i’ve developed for Kazutora..” 

He remains silent for a moment as he looks at you. He’s shocked by your statement. “You.. still love me?” His eyes widen as he says that. 

“Of course I do.. I know I did a horrible thing.. but I still love you so much..” 

He sighs softly, and tears form in his eyes, “do.. do you think we could try again?” His hands shake lightly as he waits for your answer. 

“Probably not.. everything’s just so wrong now.. because I also have feelings for Kazutora.. I want you both.. and I know that’s wrong.. and selfish, but it’s the truth.. so I don’t know how I can make a relationship with you work if I also want someone else..”

He sighs softly and rubs his eyes. He isn’t sure what to say or what to do. It’s a complicated matter, that much is obvious. “Is.. is there any way we can compromise..?” He’s still so mad at you and Kazutora.. but he’s pushing those feelings down, because he’s so in love with you still and doesn’t wanna lose you. His voice was still shaky, and you could tell he was incredibly nervous and uncomfortable during this discussion. He was trying, but just like you, he didn’t know how to handle this situation.

You give him a quizzical look, “compromise?”

“Yeah.. we..” he pauses for a second, hesitant to say it because you might think it sounds absurd, and he doesn’t even know how to word it, “we could both be yours..” He sighs, “I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the only solution I can think of.. I still want you.”

A puzzled look comes across your face and you move your neck back, “so like.. me.. date the both of you?”

“Yeah..? if that’s what you want, i’d be willing to do that for you.” He smiled softly as he spoke, then he looks at the floor.

“You’re willing to do that.. even after I betrayed you?”

“Anything for you.” He continues to smile softly, “even after everything, I still can’t live without you. I still love you so much, and you’re the most important person in my life. I couldn’t even think about replacing you. I just never want to lose you.”

A tear streams down your face, and you blush. You look over toward Kazutora, “what do you think about this..?” 

He smiles weakly, “i’m completely fine with it. if you two want that, then i’m down for it!” His expression brightened up as he spoke, he’s more than grateful for this.

Chifuyu turns to Kazutora, “don’t think I’m gonna forgive you as easily.. it’s gonna take a lot for you to prove to me that I can trust you again.. and make me forgive you for almost stealing my girlfriend.” 

Kazutora’s earring jingles as he turns his head toward Chifuyu, “I understand.” He knew he would have to earn his trust back. He knew Chifuyu had every right to never trust him again. He knew that.. but he really was so sorry for what he had done.. and he would do anything he could to make it better, even in the slightest bit. “I’ll do anything to earn forgiveness from you.. whatever you ask of me, i’ll do it.”

Chifuyu doesn’t reply. Instead he walks up to you and wraps his arms around you, “i’d do absolutely anything to be with you.. anything at all, I swear. I’m not letting you go again, not ever.”  He smiles softly, his eyes filled with optimism, “i’m willing to do anything I can to make this work.. but just one question, do you want this?” 

A single tear streams down your cheek, “I do.” 

He continues to smile at you, “then I do too, we’re gonna make this work.. we have to try.” He turns his attention to Kazutora once again, and his expression becomes cold, “you better treat her right.” His voice was firm as he spoke, a hard look in his eyes. He wants to make it clear that he would be watching him to be sure that he treats you right. “If you mess this up, I won’t hesitate to step in, you can be sure of that.”

Kazutora nods formally in agreement, “but the same goes for you.” He says.

Chifuyu let’s out a smug snicker, “oh don’t worry. I’ll always treat her right.” His expression is self righteous and his tone has a hint of bragging. 

The three of you walk into your apartment. As you close the door behind you, the sound of the lock clicking in place signals the start of your time together. You’re nervous but also exhilarated. The moonlight streams in through the window, casting a soft glow over the room. Kazutora comes close to you, wasting no time before he places his hands on your waist. Chifuyu’s left eye twitches and pure jealousy washes over him as he glares, though he remains calm. This was gonna take a lot of patience, but it’s gonna be worth it in the end. Chifuyu keeps quiet, waiting to see what you say and do. 

You lean into Kazutora’s embrace, feeling his warmth and the softness of his shirt against your skin. Chifuyu crosses his arms over his chest and looks away. Kazutora places a kiss on your lips. 

“Oh, you’re brave tonight, eh?” Chifuyu’s obviously mad still, but he’s trying his hardest to keep his temper in check. He wasn’t going to yell, but he still wanted to make it clear that you were still his girlfriend too. 

Kazutora turns his head toward Chifuyu, “I thought you were cool with this..”

“I’m trying to be, but it’s gonna take me some time to get used to this before I’ll actually be able to be cool with it.” He sighs, “but you’re right.. if this is what she wants, i’ll need to learn to cope with it sooner rather than later.” 

Kazutora closes his eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath, “no.. you’re right.. this isn’t something anyone could be cool with right off the bat, that was inconsiderate of me.. it’s to soon.. it’s just.. i can’t help it.. i want her so badly.”

Chifuyu sighs once more, because he understands that Kazutora just wants to be loving towards you, and there’s nothing wrong with that. “No, I get it. I do.” He chuckles, “believe me I do..” 

Kazutora tilts his head as he smiles softly, “this won’t be easy.. and we’ll definitely clash a lot when it comes to her attention.” 

“No doubt about it. We’re bound to get jealous and angry with each other, but we’ll make it work for her. She’s going to need lots of reassurance. This kind of relationship is new to all of us, and she might get overwhelmed at times.. but we need to be kind to her and reassure her that she isn’t going to lose either of us, and that we’ll always love her. it needs to be a constant. a good relationship requires good communication,” he smiles, “i’m sure we’ll get the hang of this in no time.”

Kazutora nods in response. You can’t help but feel so grateful for this, the fact they’re willing to go through all of this, just for you. No one’s ever tried this hard for you. How did you get so lucky?

Despite everything Chifuyu had just said, he still can’t shake the feeling of jealousy, so.. he deals with it in the way he wants to, by walking up to you and gently pulling you out of Kazutora’s grasp. He places his hands on your hips and pulls your body against his. 

“I’m definitely not mad you did that.” Kazutora says with a chuckle. 

“Good, cuz I wouldn’t have cared anyway.” Chifuyu smirks. You suddenly feel him grip the sides of your hips harder as he picks you up, he grabs underneath your legs and he wraps them around him. You let out a giggle as he carries you to your bedroom. “Better keep up Kazutora, or I’ll leave you behind.” He says with a playful and teasing tone.

Kazutora follows suit, “oh, you’re on.” 

Chifuyu places you down on the bed, and then quickly gets in the bed himself, followed by Kazutora. 

“This is getting exciting, isn’t it? are we all ready to have a night of pure fun?” Kazutora grins and laughs a little. 

“More than ready.. but if I please her better than you do.. that isn’t my fault.” Chifuyu says, his tone petty and still teasing.

Kazutora grins and raises an eyebrow, “oh, you think you can beat me? I don’t know if you’re ready for that kind of competition, Chifuyu.” He winks at you, then turns back to Chifuyu. “But I like a challenge.. let’s see what you’ve got.” 

“You’re on Kazutora. But don’t be surprised when I come out on top.” He leans in toward you with his tongue slightly falling out of his parted lips and he places a wet kiss, his tongue grazes your lips, which sends a jolt of electricity through you. Kazutora doesn’t waste any time before he starts kissing and licking your neck, causing you to moan softly against Chifuyu’s lips. 

Shortly after, Chifuyu pulls away and stands up, then he begins to undress. You lay there on the bed and Kazutora lays beside you. As Chifuyu undresses, his moves are slow and deliberate. He removes his shirt and reveals his muscular physique. Your heart races with desire as he steps closer to you, his hands reaching for the waistband of his pants. You watch with bated breath as he pulls them down, revealing his boxers and the outline of his arousal. He grins at you smugly as he slowly pulls his boxers off, revealing his long throbbing length. Kazutora watches you watch Chifuyu with a mix of jealousy and desire. You feel a shiver run down your spine as Chifuyu climbs onto the bed with you, his body hovering over yours. As he leans in to kiss you again, you can smell the scent of his cologne mixed with his natural musk, and you feel the warmth of his skin against yours. He places a kiss on your lips and rolls his hips, brushing his hard length against you, grazing your clit through your pants. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer to you, and lose yourself in the moment. 

“Alright, now it’s my turn.” Kazutora says as he stands up, ready to undress himself as well. Your gaze turns to him as Chifuyu begins kissing down your body. As Kazutora undresses, you admire his toned physique and the intricate tiger tattoo on his neck. He reaches up and unties his bun, his fingers deftly pulling out the elastic. As his hair falls down, the two blond front pieces frame his face perfectly, making him look even more handsome. He grins at you as you gaze at him, then he gets on the bed beside you, he starts to undress your upper body while Chifuyu kisses his way to your lower body, where he takes your pants off and starts giving wet kisses to your panty covered clit. He pulls off your panties and then gives your clit a quick suck. 

Kazutora shoots up when he hears you moan and looks down toward Chifuyu, “hey, don’t get ahead of yourself.” He says before quickly positioning himself next to Chifuyu and grabs under your legs to pull you toward him a bit, causing both of them to be in between your legs. 

Chifuyu side eyes Kazutora before he moves his face closer to your pussy, where he trails a lick up your slit. You moan softly. Kazutora squints his eyes and then forces his face in next to Chifuyu’s, he slides his tongue into your entrance as Chifuyu begins to work your clit, drawing circles with his tongue. Kazutora’s cock throbs as he feels and tastes your wet walls around his tongue, “mmm” he moans lowly. Your breathing becomes heavier and heat spreads through your body as they work on you. Chifuyu gives occasional sucks to your clit as he draws perfect circles, and Kazutora continues to fuck you with his tongue, while also intermittently sucking on your entrance. Your moans become louder, and waves of pleasure shoot through you frequently. 

“You like that baby?” Chifuyu says, looking up at you.

“Mhm.” You utter and nod.

“How about me..? do you like what I’m doing to you?” Kazutora says in his usual gravely tone of voice. 

“Mmh, I do, I love both of it.” You moan. 

“Good girl.” Chifuyu says, and resumes working your clit. Kazutora becomes more indulged in your juices, at this point he’s lost in the moment, lost in tasting you. His sucking and tonguing of your entrance becomes more fanatic, exhibiting an almost obsessive dedication to it. After a while of this, you can feel the heat within you growing, your body starts to quiver with pleasure as Chifuyu and Kazutora’s tongue and lips work their magic on you. Every movement sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. As the pleasure continues to build, your breathing becomes more ragged and your moans become louder. You can feel your body reaching its limit, and you know that you're about to experience an intense orgasm. You arch your back and grip the sheets, moaning in pleasure. Kazutora quickly slurps the juices before they can even leave your entrance, he gets a nice amount before Chifuyu moves his face out of the way with his own, taking the rest for himself. Kazutora’s eyebrows furrow and he wines in protest, Chifuyu just lets out a chuckle, then wipes his mouth clean with the back of his hand smugly. 

They both lay down on each a side of you. Kazutora quickly grabs your waist and turns you over to face him; a quick payback. Chifuyu squints his eyes in annoyance. Kazutora places a kiss on your lips as his hand roams slowly down your side, then he cups your ass and grips it forward, making your wet pussy hit against his hard bare length. He groans against your lips as he grabs one of your legs and wraps it around him, then he starts swaying his hips inward, causing his shaft to rub against your clit. Chifuyu kisses your neck as he pushes himself up against you from behind, he begins rubbing his hard length against your ass, as he teases the skin on your neck with kisses, licks and bites. You moan softly and the intensity of your arousal grows to an even higher point. 

Kazutora decides to grab his length and he positions his tip to your entrance. He teases it with small circles before he puts the tip inside. He lets out a soft groan as he teases himself with your walls. After a moment, he slides fully inside, smacking his hips into you. The sudden full feeling sends a wave of heat through you, and you moan Kazutora’s name, which makes his cock throb inside you. He begins moving in and out of you at a steady and easy pace, taking in the feeling, he moans with every thrust. Chifuyu grows impatient, he wants to be inside you right now too, more than anything. Sharing is something he’s gonna have to get used to, and there can be no better time to try it than now. 

Chifuyu bites your shoulder as he grabs his shaft, he spits on his fingers and then rubs it over his cock, then he takes his tip and rubs it against your asshole, testing the size, it’s gonna be a tight squeeze, but he needs to be inside of you right now. He abruptly forces the tip inside of your asshole, and the sudden feeling makes your eyes shoot open, and you moan loudly, “C-Chifuyu?” You question, surprised because you’ve never had anal before, but you can’t help but feel intrigued. It’s painful, but it’s a passionate type of pain. “Baby.. I couldn’t help it.. i’m feeling it so badly.. I couldn’t wait any longer.” He says, his breath hitched and pleading. 

“Just.. be gentle at first going in.. okay?” You say through your shortened breaths as Kazutora continues to pound into you. 

“Of course baby girl.” He says genuinely, before he slowly starts to slide himself deeper, his eyes widen from the tightness and his jaw clenches. “Ah~ holy shit that’s tight.” He moans. He lets out a hiss as he pushes himself in further, before he finally bottoms out. He closes his eyes and grits his teeth as he takes in the feeling of how much his cock is being squeezed right now. “Fuuck~ mmh, shit-” He moans, before he starts to thrust into your asshole, matching his pace with Kazutora’s. 

The feeling of being filled and fucked by both of them causes tears to form in your eyes. You cry out in pleasure from the pain and heat of Chifuyu sliding in and out of you from behind, as Kazutora hits your g spot perfectly. The sound of their moans and grunts fill the room as they both pound into you. 

Moments later, they speed up their pace, and you can tell they’re getting close because their moves become sloppy. You’re getting close as well. Your walls get tighter as you chase your orgasm, which only draws out theirs quicker. As you reach your climax, you feel a wave of pleasure wash over you, your body convulsing with ecstasy. They both gasp in unison as your walls tighten around them. With Chifuyu’s cock being squeezed insanely tight, he clenches his fists and grits his teeth, desperate to hold on to the pleasure for just a few moments longer. 

The two men collapse on either side of you, their breathing heavy and laboured. You're left feeling spent and satisfied, the memory of their touch lingering on your skin. You close your eyes as they both wrap their arms around you.

The three of you lay there, panting and sweating, basking in the afterglow of your shared experience. Gradually, the men's breathing slowed, and their movements became more languid as they relaxed into your embrace. You wrap your arms around them, feeling their warmth against your skin, and you let out a contented sigh. As the night wears on, the three of you talk and laugh, cuddling close and enjoying each other's company. Eventually, exhaustion overtakes you, and you all drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

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[bajis-wife]

Retro wave

Synopsis: Every individual has something that they are missing or lacking in their lives, whether it be a person, a purpose, or something else entirely.

Will they be able to fill those gaps and find satisfaction or a purpose, or will they be left perpetually incomplete?

And what better way to describe this journey and character development than in a fan fiction? Where they embrace life to its fullest, make mistakes and grow while hiding their true flawed tint, that lost it's meaning long ago.

Will she finally achieve her childhood dream of becoming an artist? Using their smudged and sketchy colors to paint on the canvas of her life, or will she settle for more sophisticated one's?

Will the painting in the end be enough to engrave the memories passed together?

Warnings: Swearing, explicit profanities, illegal doings, VERY LONG.

Notes: This is the full version of my story on wattpad ‘Retro wave’ until now there are only five chapters if we count the prologue too, I only want to get some feedback and attention for all the work i put in it and for the readers to enjoy it as this isn’t your usual insert self story.

The background of the character is already decided and specific although the appearance is not, so you can perfectly put yourself in it without reading Y/N or anything annoying like that.

New topic, tattoos.

Often seen by those stiff elders with a closed mindset as something bad, permanent and idiotic.

How about I give you my perspective of it?

Tattoos aren't just stupid impulsive mistakes that last forever, they are one of the best ways someone can ever express themselves with; Words are useless to describe someone compared to the feeling of your fresh virgin skin being inked, making whatever part of your body a masterpiece. Flamboyantly taking away the virginity of your flesh.

Am I romanticizing it too much? Probably, but honestly who cares when you're being paid to do what you love?

After my last customer headed out, I took a deep breath and walked into the foyer of the shop which I personally customized, from the soft lighting to the comfortable furniture.

As I sat on the couch, spreading my limbs to then relax them, breathing in and out slowly, closing my eyes, focusing on the deep dark of my mind as existential thoughts started to flow into my brain.

Out of all I focused on one only.

Am I even making a difference?

This day surely has worn me out as it brought me to thinking about something so distant when I'm still young and beautiful.

Why bother thinking about legacy? I'm here now making most of the present moment, my future isn't written yet so screw legacy. I'll deal with that later after I've had my fill of fun and adventure, so don't talk to me about it.

I'm too busy living the dream, your dream.

It's reassuring to know that in my chaotic existence I'm not living under a bridge and have a place to call home.

But even chaos is born from something or someone; And I was born from my immigrant parents in Italy, just to be sent to my home country.

What a way to start life huh?

Only a couple months old and my parents already had enough of me, sending me to my grandparents with the excuse of learning their and now apparently my mother tongue.

Jokes aside, they loved me from the bottom of their hearts.

Four years later I came back to finish the remaining two of kindergarten and finally start primary school.

But oh boy, from there my life has been a downhill roller coaster of emotions. As childhood optimism had brain washed my mind into thinking it was going to be a wonderful experience.

Not realizing that from the very first day of school I was thrown into the cage of lions.

For the first, second and third year they weren't nothing but buzzing noises in the background, as I felt drained from being in that class.

As now I was in fourth grade, and already tired of everyone there but him.

Now you might wonder who this kind soul is?

Simple, my first love.

Brown wavy locks that gently swayed every time he tilted his head, capturing my gaze with those dark brown eyes.

With that little beauty mark under his right eye, that everytime he offered me one of his sweet smiles would make my heart melt.

But the thought of seeing him every day made me push through all of that.

I could relate to thinking it was simply him and I against the world. But there's more to the story. Love is blind, as they say, and we sometimes need time to accept it, one way or another.

Certainly being served the fact that he likes another girl in our class, wasn't the best.

I felt as if the world crashed onto me.

But maybe the other girl didn't feel the same? Maybe all of this was one sided love like most of the time between kids, I could just go and ask her if she feels the same.

Simple as that.

I was relieved to find out she didn't feel the same, my burdens lightened; Not realizing that by doing this little thing to relieve myself I broke his trust.

Making him the new target of mockery in our class, as that girl couldn't keep her mouth shut.

The classroom isolated me too, labeling me as the snitch, well deserved I guess?

But what hurt me the most was him slowly distancing himself from me, it was a gradual process. Yet the most painful for me, and heartbreaking for my parents to watch their daughter suffer from it.

After finishing my fourth year, I was transferred to a different school, one where I was welcomed with open arms. Spending my last year of elementary school there, forming good friendships as I grew more confident with each day.

I learnt the fine art of blending in while also standing out in society. Once I completed my fifth year in elementary school, I started my middle school journey, confidently prepared for whatever came my way.

However, fate had other plans.

I ended up being way too overconfident, and it bit me in the butt.

The universe had a way of humbling me and remembering me nothing lasts forever, each and every time you start from zero with the help of your past experiences.

So now you ask me how would I describe those three years of middle school?

Hell.

This time I was fortunate enough to have a loyal friend who was alongside me, Anastassia.

Together we helped each other and formed a lasting bond that would only become stronger as time went on.

She was one of those friends that even you meet again after a long time, I'm talking about months and years. It felt like time stood still with her.

Anastassia made the time fly by before you knew it, and with her by my side, I felt a timeless sense of comfort and peace. Whether we spoke of distant memories or made new ones together, it was as if we had never been apart.

After we finished middle school we had to part ways, she chose to focus on studying languages while I wanted to study art.

High school offered a much-needed fresh breath of air. There people seemed too occupied with their own personal struggles to bother with my actions, which brought back my laid back confidence that mixed with the release of dopamine.

I no longer felt restricted by the confines of social expectations or the constant judgment of others, instead focused on exploring who I was, and what I wanted from life in a less constrained and more meaningful way.

In less words I stopped caring about what others thought.

This newfound sense of freedom allowed me to truly come into my own, and shaped me into who I am today.

From studying there I also got to meet two wonderful girls that today moved and live with me in San Francisco.

First I came across Lara whose light brown shoulder length locks were highlighted with buttery blond highlights. Her eyes were surrounded by thin metal square frames, which perfectly empathized their beautiful vivid hue of maroon.

Lara's aura was like a magnet for those around her, drawing people like moths to a flame. Drawing the attention of boys who lusted for her and girls who envied her, leading to gossip and telling vicious rumors about her. Yet these attempts of destruction failed, as she continued to radiate joy and positivity.

Truly looking up to her for it, wondering what her secret was.

And so, the truth was unveiled.

One day, I found her smoking cigarettes in the school bathrooms, and the habit gradually became something I expected to find her doing from then on.

I had no intention of dictating her choices.

However, I still held hope that she would make a conscious effort to stop the unhealthy coping mechanism of smoking.

But despite her habit remaining the same until this day, many things about Lara have changed over the years.

Her hair for example, her once buttery blonde locks now styled in a choppy cut, with a side-fringe and even a bold red dye job to top it off.

These changes have altered her previously bubbly image, giving her a more mature and confident flair, though it's hard to say if that is simply the result of growing up.

Her charming and bubbly personality remains as captivating as ever, and she has not lost any of the charms and magnetic personality that constantly goes in contrast with Lia's one.

The living room everyday was an area of contention, Lara's smoking habit often irritated Lia through the smell that easily flowed through the apartment, as the confined space made it difficult to avoid breathing the smoke.

Arguments between them would always end in Lara sulking in the corner, while Lia walked away fuming from anger.

I don’t blame for her intolerance towards smoking.

She was an open-minded person, but when it came to smoking, she had zero tolerance. So, it's only natural that she would be upset whenever she caught Lara smoking inside.

Anger issues weren't the only trait that characterized her.

No, not at all.

As those curls of hers kept her craziness in check, but it somewhat from time to time it managed to escape from those lips of hers, making her say the most mean and absurd statements sound true and convincing.

If her lips were mean, then her eyes shall be the sweet ones. Green and hazel hues coloured those irises, as they held such beautiful mystery and charm.

And yet they also held a glimpse of her fiery anger and held up frustration, which sometimes exploded out, turning her captivating eyes into fireflies that burned through my soul.

A mix of raw emotion and magnetic influence made her memorable and endearing, as her presence was one that was hard to forget.

Lia truly was a girl of many colors and contradictions.

Although the two women have brought their fair share of excitement and adventure into my life, there's always room for more.

If the gods offer more and more delicious fruits on the branches of life, it would be a shame not to indulge in a little more of what makes it sweet and delicious, wouldn't it?

After all, life is made interesting by new experiences and challenges we encounter, and who are we to deny more enjoyment?

Not knowing I've jinxed for good my future, for thinking like that.

As the sound of the phone alerted me about a new message.

Unfortunately not notifying me about the consequences it will bring to my unsure future.

The number was unknown, but as I read the message and realized it was from Lara, I let out a sigh as I shook my head.

I was used to her borrowing other people's phones to send me messages or call me when her iPhone died, but I still felt a slight sense of annoyance.

Constantly reminding her to change it into maybe one of some other brand, whose battery didn't die immediately after being charged.

Fuck the aesthetic. Even an eighty year old could last longer in bed than those phone batteries.

With a groan, I rose to my feet, taking the keys of the shop out of my pocket as I slid one sleeve than the other of my cardigan.

I held onto my phone in one hand while the shop keys were in the other, as I exited the door.

After the store was properly locked up, I set my sights on the parking lot where I had left my 2006 BMW M3. Talking about it, it was probably the best deal I had scored in my entire life.

Quickening my pace while searching for my keys as I neared the parking lot, making my way over to the red sports car that stood out among the other vehicles, looking like a beast ready to devour the roads with its raw power and beauty.

After finding them, I unlocked the car and sat in the driver's seat, ready to drive away.

Starting the engine as now the powerful roars could be heard, feeling the humid air come in through the slightly open window, breathing the fresh yet familiar scent of the night.

With everything set, I put the car in drive and started making my way to the exit of the parking lot.

Speeding through the freeway, with wind coming through the window making the end strands of my hair fly back as adrenaline pumped into my veins.

But it soon came to an abrupt halt as I found myself stopped at a red light.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, traffic rules were sure pesky; Still I had to follow them, while I waited for the annoying red light to become green.

As the smooth, soothing tunes of "House of balloons" by the Weekend filled my car, my mind was at ease and my soul at peace.

Enjoying myself before the storm, commonly known as Lara, could enter my car.

Talking about the devil, there she was on the other side of the road talking with someone.

A man to be precise.

They still continued conversating, as I focused on the new individual.

His shaggy butter blonde strands swept to the side and his imposing lion tattoo were hard to miss, as they commanded attention.

Shifting my gaze at the now green light, I stepped on the gas pedal and proceeded toward the roundabout, making a sharp turn as I went back to them.

Parking my car just a few feet away from them as I yawned, hitting the horn two times to let her know I was there.

With a jolt, Lara turned to my direction to then say something to her companion earning a chuckle from him, while she motioned for me to come over.

Weird, she usually doesn't involve me with her flyings—What was she trying to pull here?

Frustrated from the long day of work I just compiled with her request, exiting my car and shutting the door behind me as I approached her and the man.

I looked at them to notice the blonde's stare was on me, probably he wanted me to burn holes into my skull for interrupting his moment with Lara.

At least that's what I believed until I was in front of them as he offered me a supposed charming smile.

"Nice to finally bump into the talk of the town." He made a little dramatic pause to then add.

"The name's Madarame Shion, but you can call me sir, if you're into that kind of thing." A devilish grin spread across his face as he introduced himself, his voice dripping with sarcasm and bravado.

You only needed to hear that, to know that he was the type of man who looks better with his mouth shut.

Eyeing Lara as she looked confused about Shion's introduction, considering her words before putting on one of her best smiles and finally breaking the awkward silence, "He is just a little full of himself today, don't mind him."

Wrapping her arm around his as she tried to justify him.

"I wouldn't call it being full of myself, more like pointing out the different possibilities my little minx." He remarked with a toothy grin, only a few inches separating his face from hers.

There was clearly something between them, but no way I was letting that guy try to woo her in some way.

"Right, a little minx huh?" I interjected with a sneer as it was now time to put this guy into his place.

And I surely didn't mind doing that.

"Well, if you're going to be throwing around names, then I suppose I can call you a douche." Locking eyes with him while my lips rose into a mocking smile.

Shion seemed more amused than annoyed by my response, as if he enjoyed this back-and-forth insult exchange.

Licking his teeth to then speak "If she is my little minx... Then you shall be my little vixen." This time leaning closer to me as he was trying to control the situation, perfectly knowing how to get under someone's skin.

It was futile trying to beat him this way, as it seemingly was his best field.

This would have taken time to bring him down from that supposed throne he believes he is on, and embarrass him when he is with Lara so she would leave him, but right now i didn't have the time nor the patience to do so.

So I did what I should have done from the start.

"It's late we should get home Lara," Motioning for her to come as I gave one last glance at Shion before saying "It was shit meeting you, hopefully I won't see that ugly face anymore."

Opening the door of my car as I waited for Lara that was still hesitant to leave.

"Why can't we stay out a bit longer? I mean, it's Friday night and we don't have anything to do tomorrow..." She said trying to convince me as her voice was dripping with disappointment at the idea of returning home so early.

Still I gave her one last look as an ultimatum, and she didn't do anything but walk in my direction complying to my order, sighing like a little kid since she was in no place to argue when I was the one driving.

The only one still calm was Shion watching us intently with a smug smile on his face as he added "Oh yeah? You're pretty annoying yourself,"

Both of us were already in the car as it didn't take much before we exited the momentary spot where I parked it.

"But that's what makes you endearing. Sweetheart" He concluded talking to himself.

Leaving him there, as the speedometer raised and lowered its pointer.

The car ride was silent until I stopped at a red light taking the opportunity to look at her, so maybe she will fill in the blanks and explain what the hell I needed to interact with him.

To which she just responded with, "Do I have something on my face?" Saying this as she moved the rearview mirror towards herself to check.

I was now looking at her like she just killed my family.

"How many times have I told you that the rearview mirror isn't to check yourself out!" Examining exasperated as I tried to fix the mess she just caused, only for her to start fiddling with the car radio as she browsed through the different channels.

Finally settling down for one to then look at me as she leaned into her seat, "So what do you think about Shion?"

To which I answered.

"I'm thinking about how much weed you've smoked to even see something in him," sighing to then add.

"Lara I'm seriously thinking you have a talent to find self centered assholes."

This story continues with a man whose ambitions drove him to obsession.

Kisaki Tetta, a man who both instills fear in others and arouses hatred. Not just any ordinary criminal, but rather, one of the men who rules the darker depths of the criminal underworld of Japan, pulling the strings behind the scenes and manipulating those below him to his will.

All in order to find peace and escape his weak past self, who failed to stand-up to the cruelties of this unjust world. By any means necessary, he sought to reach the position that he currently holds.

No one could oppose him, not even her.

Tachibana Hinata, his sweetheart. The girl in which words and praises he found shelter, words that even his own mother didn't say to him if there wasn't any perfect test score that accompanied his request of appreciation.

Her kind and straight forward personality truly caught him in its embrace. Making his past self desire more kind from the young girl. She was truly his first love, or at least in his eyes she will forever be.

She had saved him mentally, and yet he was unable to save her physically that fateful afternoon when they first met their hero.

Hanagaki Takemichi, a walking wannabe defender of justice. Mock him how much you want for being beat up after making his entrance, still he was able to offer her comfort and protection when she needed it.

He truly admired his bravery and was thankful to him for saving his muse, if taking the hit instead of her was considered saving.

Then so be it!

Next time he will be the one protecting Hina.

But there wasn't a next time and there never will be. Hina didn't get into trouble, and after that day her parents enrolled her in some self defense classes.

Yet their life's took different paths after they graduated elementary school, forced to part ways by the wishes of their parents.

Still managing from time to time to cross paths when going to buy groceries, it was fascinating to think about their friendship, going from being close friends at school to distant acquaintances outside of it.

He adored those moments he got to spend with her, her voice was so smooth to get him to space out sometimes

—Life was still good for him.

Or so he thought, till the start of the second year of middle school. Hina started to space out multiple times while they talked, which was very unusual for her.

This left the young man feeling confused as he tried to make sense of her behaviour. It was like she was physically there but her head was elsewhere.

In conclusion there was something else going on beneath the surface that Kisaki was unaware of; Still it wasn't that big of a mystery as she later confessed that she and Takemichi go to the same middle school.

Until here it was all fun and games.

Fool, he shouted victory too early and as a result he was taken back to discover she had been harboring feelings for the boy since their first encounter.

Otherwise from Kisaki, Hinata was and never will be a bystander especially when she was in love, more than ready to battle for Takemichi's one.

And weeks later in a spring evening, he was welcomed not only by allergies but also with the news of her being in a romantic relationship.

With none other than the crybaby hero himself.

He should have understood it by now, nothing good in this world comes for free and lasts forever.

He could cherish them from afar and trust them to not do anything stupid, but if he didn't take matters into his own hands; He would be just a passing phase for the lives of the two lovers.

His mind was a mess as many of his beliefs became doubts, but about one thing he was certain. He wanted her, the thing he lacked for that made him fall in love with her.

What his beloved considered pure platonic friendship for him became a full time obsession, not essentially on her but also on her so-called boyfriend.

Takemichi, the admiration he had in his regards

didn't take much time to turn into resentment and disgust.

Beginning to despise everything about him; Starting from that new bleach job that he got done, making him look even more of a bigger prick than he already was.

Ruining Hina's image with his choice of joining the delinquent world like many of their peers.

Sure he remained the same brave idiot he knew, still he became nothing more than a trouble maker to the public eye.

Always wondering why girls often romanticized being in love with delinquents, fantasizing any possible love story with them.

Couldn't they be happy with a regular guy?

How could troublesome and dumb clowns like them be attractive to girls?

Maybe it was their appearance? The charisma that some of them had?

No, it became crystal clear now. It was the seek of thrill in their life.

To have someone who will protect them, go on late motorcycle rides, boys who aren't afraid of judgements.

He was just a gifted boy with an average and easy life. Waiting for his happiness.

He had nothing to offer to no-one, destiny couldn't do anything with his useless life.

This was a big mistake he had made; Waiting for people to walk right into his life, and then expect them to stay. Only one person did, Hina.

But even she could walk away like she walked in. He couldn't afford losing her.

And there he is thirteen years later. Still hasn't lost hope on having a relationship with her.

Looking through the car window, gazing upon some carefree birds flying in the afternoon sky;

The sun gave its last rays for the day, as the chilly air hit his face hinting the approaching of fall season.

How he wished to spend a peaceful evening like this with a cup of tea in his hand, enjoying the warmth of the sun while he still had the chance.

Instead he was in a car driving him to attend a meeting regarding the incompetence of his subordinate.

His appearance was absolutely flawless, with silken vanilla blond hair pulled back by a touch of old and practical gel as light danced across his blue scrutiny eyes which gazed at the horizon through the glasses he wore.

His outfit was a sharp beige suit, perfectly complemented by a tie that matched the hue of his eyes like no other combination could.

Finally entering the gates of the unique complex of coloured buildings. Tinted glass hiding the different illegal doings inside of them, prostitution being the main of course.

After all these were the Haitani headquarters.

Waiting for him in front of the main building was Hanma Shuji, his infamous right-hand man, a crazy bastard ready to do anything for some thrill and action.

His tall, lanky figure made it easy to distinguish him from the sea of people entering and exiting the structure.

Those golden irises bore sharp and fiery glares which were contoured by the lens of the glasses covering the man's eyes.

His gaze was lazy and casual as he searched for something to pique his interest, constantly moving from place to place and person to person.

Just when he spotted a familiar car pulling up, the bland expression was quickly replaced by his trademark mocking grin.

In just a split second he was standing at the curb, ready to open the door for Kisaki.

Without a moment to spare ready to greet him and show his efficiency and promptness.

Jokes on you, he just wanted to taunt him even this early in the morning by making various snarky comments.

After opening the car door, their usual dynamic began to play out.

"Kisaki! I see that you're perfectly on time and busy as ever…Wonder if you ever take a break?" Breaking the ice with a bit of light-hearted teasing, to then afterwards ask.

"What would the occasion be, if I may ask?" His boss didn't even give him a glance as he started to walk towards the entrance.

Hanma couldn't do anything but follow right behind him, this was a classic behavior Kisaki had in his regards, how could he blame him though?

He knew he was annoying and used that to his advantage, but these games weren't so effective on his superior.

Walking straight ahead to the elevator, it seemed like Kisaki was cutting in half the lobby. Which was teeming with low-ranking scantily dressed prostitutes.

To which his subordinate being the gentleman he was let his eyes wander around, like he hasn't seen this already multiple times.

Shamelessly observing his surroundings, and all of them had a good package, just saying.

And when he got to the elevator there was his boss waiting for him, spitting the most vile and hurtful words to him and his dick.

But honestly he couldn't care less of what the shorter male said, if he was alright with anything that brought him to feel the thrill.

And to top that off, what would be more satisfying than seeing the one that offered him that fall apart? As his childhood dreams shatter.

Silence filled the elevator ride, until unexpectedly the shorter one broke it.

"Has Shion updated you on his progress? Because from what I've been told, he's been wasting time smoking weed and drinking,"

'Annoyed' wasn't quite the right word to describe his attitude. Instead, he was getting fed up quickly with Shion's bullshit, I mean who wouldn't?

Despite the length of time that they'd worked together, Hanma didn't grow weary of his boss' behavior, enjoying the show whenever he could; Like it was just an ordinary day in the office for him.

Prior to dismissing the subject as unimportant, "It's not my problem that you chose someone so incompetent for such an important task."

Earning a sharp glare from his superior to then backfire.

"Oh really? Wonder who advised me to send him for it, you know what? You're right; It's my fault for listening to some worthless bastard like you."

Hanma raised his hands and casually replied, "What can I say? Guilty as charged." Accepting his guilt as a sign of amusement and carelessness, dismissing his boss concerns completely.

"Wow we got a comedian over here?" His companion said with a sarcastic tone. "You certainly seem to be enjoying this, don't you?"

He surely was.

"If you're enjoying this so much, how about you go fix his mess?" Kisaki snapped back with a sarcastic tone followed by a challenging statement, saying, "Surely you won't mind, since you find this so amusing."

By sarcastically stating that Hanma wouldn't mind, he implied that fixing the situation was his responsibility in the first place.

"Oh please, who got your panties in a twist? Why the hell should I be included in this? It's his fault man."

He very well knows how much of a selfish and reluctant individual Hanma Shuji is; loves to laugh about someone else's mistakes, but dream on to actually seeing him helping them.

"It's not for you to choose to do so, Reaper. It's an order." With these words, his superior made it clear that this was not a request but a demand that as his subordinate had to follow.

And of course his tongue-in-cheek nature had to butt in along with his nonchalant attitude, nodding his head in a gesture of mock obedience saying, "Then I shall comply with your request, my sir."

But he very well knew his and Shion's life's were at risk, which honestly added more thrill to the thing.

Then a ding concluded his last thought, indicating that they reached the top floor, letting his boss exit first to then follow right behind.

Two male figures were walking into the halls of the police station, one proceeding with his fast peace while the other tailing right behind him, trying to lose the distance between them attempting to reason with his companion on a matter this last one didn't understand.

Or let's rather say he didn't want to understand...

"Kazutora, can you be reasonable for one time? You can't decide to do things on your own, especially now that you're in an organization!" There he goes being ignored by his friend, again.

Chifuyu was concerned about Kazutora's behavior, as the latter was consumed by guilt and self-blame due to Mikey's disappearance.

It turned into casual sex in a futile attempt to escape his own guilt and the memory that haunted him.

"Let me put it in a language you can comprehend. I'm exhausted at having to deal with so much paranoia every day," With a slight turn and a sharp exhalation, he faced Chifuyu, his eyes tired as he continued.

"If we continue like this, someday that picture on that board may turn out to be our single and final memory of Mikey!" For once, he truly did understand him, lacking the desire to blame him instead he wanted to free him, just like he did when he saved him from the grip of an abusive father.

It was explicit that his friend blamed himself for Mikey's crimes, and Chifuyu couldn't reason with his stubborn ass.

"Have a nice day Matsuno." With this last statement he made his way to the stairs.

He only hoped he wouldn't do anything too reckless like he did in the past...

But he clearly underestimated his companion.

In a certain way, he was able to relate to Kazutora, as the latter was similar to his younger self of thirteen years ago.

However if he in his teenage years failed to accomplish a much simpler rescue plan, statistically talking it's not like his friend had a much bigger chance of succeeding, if not lower.

Arriving at a point where he wondered if he should drag Baji's corpse out of the grave, revive him with some kind of ritual, so he could knock some sense into Kazutora's head, first with punches and then words as he usually did back in the day.

Seriously speaking though.

The concept of a gang originated from the ambitions of Mikey but especially Baji during their childhood; As the last one idolized Shinichiro, the older brother of the first one.

Also best known as the commander of the first generation of the Black Dragon, the most powerful biker gang in Tokyo back in the 90's.

The duo harbored the desire to follow the footsteps of their idol, wishing to create a gang of their own and live out their youthful fantasies.

So when the right time came, with the help of those who would eventually be known as the core members of its creation, namely Sano Maniiro, Riyuguji Ken, Baji Keisuke, Mitsuya Takashi, Hayashida Haruki and Hanemiya Kazutora, they officially gave life to Toman.

Even if the latter ended up in juvenile detention, it didn't stop the enlargement of it.

As the gang was more than just a part time thing, as it had a cherished place in the hearts of the captains and their vices.

And three years later it was living fully its era of gold, being recognized as one of the most powerful biker gangs of Tokyo.

But with the fall and loss of Baji, one of its linchpins, it became more and more fragile as time passed, somewhat still managing to have their influence over the city.

Thanks to some scum of members doing dirty work to archive it.

One thing was known for sure by the members, if Mikey was in command with Draken alongside him everything would have gone just fine.

Not knowing that the commander lost both of his parents at the age of three, being raised by his older brother Shinichiro and grandfather Mansaku who taught him the ways of karate, from which he made a name for himself in the streets.

The Sano siblings were just like a group of bowling pins, put in line one after the other connected by bad luck.

Another individual who had a lack of luck was Kurokawa Izana, their non-blood-related relative, fruit of the love of a Filipino woman and man.

Unfortunately, after her companion died, she found herself looking after the young boy on her own. Until she crossed paths with Masaru Sano, father of Shinichiro and Manjiro.

They became lovers and were together for a brief period until she passed away as well.

But he wasn't so heartless to not take the young boy with him, taking him under his wing as he went to live with his new flame, Karen.

And at that moment, they also had an infant daughter, Emma. Who he left behind as he also made his departure to the underworld.

Not even after she just turned three, her father's last paramour abandoned her in front of the Sano household, as she took her leave, and never returned back.

While she was introduced to her half brothers, her previous one wasn't doing very well.

Unlike her he was dropped at an orphanage, left to himself.

But despite the hardships, there was still hope for Izana as Shinichiro sought after him tirelessly.

After his grandfather had a talk with him, and nominated the young boy that lived together with Emma and Karen before they all parted ways. He was determined to locate him, to hopefully make him become a new member of the family.

And he does find him, instaurating an amazing sibling bond between him and the soon to be Sano.

Making him believe in that fairy tail, where everyone gets their happy endings but the villain.

Over time Shinichiro begins to talk about Emma and Manjiro too, giving him updates and telling him their adventures hoping to fuel the curiosity and excitement of the younger boy, but no success.

One thing he did fuel though, the young albino haired boy's jealousy in the regards of Mikey.

Believing the boy was trying to separate him from Shinichiro, he refused to let another loved one get snatched away from him, as he viewed the older sano sibling as a father-like figure in his life.

Taking a firm stance against the notion of letting the boy take the only thing remaining that could fill the void that the loss of his parents had created in his life.

But either way he had to be taken away from this world to early repent for his sins.

And just like this the bowling ball had hit one of the side pins that would later take two more down with it.

Starting the countdown for the lives of the other two Sano and our one and only Kurokawa.

Second to fall was Emma, Izana following right behind her leaving Mikey now all alone.

Waiting for the ball to eventually hit him.

So yeah he became a somewhat untraceable suicidal crime boss, in flip flops.

Ok he sounds too silly if we describe him that way, but he is Mikey so being silly is —Correction was his nature.

And what better way was there for the search to continue other than staging a reunion with the past division captains of Toman?

Reviving the organization, as now it slides sides and cooperates with the law to extend the reach of effectiveness in the search.

Working together while risking our lives for a better cause, which was stopping Manjiro and making him exit from that corrupted mentality so his name won't be stained by different numerous crimes.

That was our main goal, while the police wanted Bonten to fall apart, trying to capture most of its executives and associates, slamming them into jail and leaving them to rot there.

Lunch break; And those four motherfuckers were still in the office discussing business, well actually, only two of them were seriously discussing business while the other pair had discarded their jackets, loosened up their ties and opened the first buttons of their white shirts as they were busy hugging and laughing, just being the regular obnoxious drunk duo.

Remembering embarrassing past experiences, until the alcohol would no longer make them feel it's stung on their throat.

"Do you remember that intoxicated exotic dancer who wanted to provide you with a lap dance, but accidentally slapped you with her tits in your face?" The older Haitani inquired and then added, "I have never laughed so much in my entire life, I tell you!"

This was one of the many amusing escapades that they lived through together whilst being part of the Tenjiku and later the Kantou Manji Gang.

Chuckling his pal added.

"She was worse than a bitch in heat, the impact that came with it, and the weed effect nearly sent me to the depths of Hades, no cap!" This statement earning a snort from Kisaki,

while Rindou had become accustomed to dealing with drunk imbeciles.

So this was very common for him to not say usual in his daily life.

"If you ever require a prostitute's services for your trip into the so-called land of freedom, you know who to contact. I have a few fresh faces this week, and who knows maybe they can help you enjoy it to the fullest!" Ran's face broke into a smug and happy grin, as he offered his ex comrade the opportunity to indulge in some pleasure even out of the state.

However, the younger Haitani was clearly unamused by this show of generosity. He may not have shown it explicitly, but his mind was filled to the brim with irritation.

"Hold your horses, until we don't receive the order or further instructions we can't start any new negotiations with third parties, so refrain your fantasies together for another time." Collecting his papers and putting them into a folder.

Kisaki got up after he finished his paperwork, as his presence wasn't needed anymore.

"If you excuse me gentleman. I have some other important matters to attend to, so now I'll take my leave."

Matters my ass, he just wanted to leave as soon as the meeting was over, since the next few days will be brimming with work-related responsibilities and meetings; So he needed as much rest as he could get.

He might have the brain of a genius, but a brain doesn't work if it's not taken care of.

Rindou was about to tell him to get his dog with him, but it was already too late as the other business man was already out of the door.

Leaving him with not one, but two annoying drunken pricks.

He hated his job, at first it was fun until there wasn't any thrill in his life as everything was now routine.

He very well knew that once you get in Bonten, you can't leave.

Not alive at least.

Exactly, in exchange of what they always wanted as teens, they had to give their freedom and loyalty in return. But they didn't have any other choice.

Or let's say he didn't have any voice in chapter...

Two best friends, on the balcony; Violating the now deep black color of the sky with white and gray free spirited hazes.

The smoke danced along that void which gave the buildings a defined shape, floating lazily into the darkness of it, disappearing into the night sky just as soon, almost seeming like it was absorbed by it.

While I absorbed Lara's blabbering about Shion, as nicotine gave me the patience I needed for it.

"And when our eyes locked into a curious dance, I wondered; Who could he be? What has he seen in his life to make him pick my eye?" She concluded by taking another hit from the cigarette.

"It's a waste of effort, Lara. Just by viewing him one can tell he is more of a rake than a real-life criminal or thug, whatever he claimed himself to be,"

"You should really raise your standards, for your own good." I sighed out, flicking the back of my cigarette as the ash dropped down the railing into the street.

"Is that so? Funny coming from a woman who sent nudes to her lover before they even hit their third month, I doubt you're in a position to speak about such matters of morality." She retorted, rolling her eyes dismissively.

"Really? You're picking something that happened almost a decade ago so you could counter what I have just stated?" I replied, as the tone of my voice was disappointed while my face displayed an irritated grimace.

"Il lupo cambia il pelo ma non il vizio." She shrugged, looking to the side.

"Can you please listen to me, and stop behaving as if you own the world while I'm trying to advise you?" I was now furious, dropping my cigarette on the balcony tiles, firmly stomping on it and kicking the butt out of the railing.

"This individual is not good for you, I am trying to help you not get another heartbreak, like the one you had in junior year; With a guy who by the way was seven years older than you!" Rubbing my temples while I spoke in an attempt to soothe the headache that I was starting to feel, as I added.

"You want me to remember my mistakes from the past? Fine by me, have it your way, but don't think I won't reciprocate since you're no saint either." I concluded as now I was fully annoyed, while my eyes betrayed the fury I felt towards her shitty remarks.

"You always get your way! It's honestly so annoying how you establish your argument as definitive truth, and nothing can prove them wrong in any circumstance," Lara stated, unable to suppress emotions as her voice rose to match mine, expressing the pent up frustration and the feeling inferior to me even if she was older.

"I know I'm stupid and keep making the same mistake over and over again," She declared, as if she had nothing to lose by making me see her vulnerable side.

"But it's too late as now I'm addicted to that type of person, despite the fact that they will fuck me up." As she continued to vent her feelings to me, her voice became lower and lower.

There always was a sense of beauty she saw in her circumstances, no matter how bad they were. Despite the challenges, she would always point out a hint of good and cling onto it.

Nonchalant of the consequences.

"Let's join Lia on the sofa, and enjoy the match of football. We shall discuss this another time." I exhaled deeply, trying to turn her attention to some light entertainment.

"But I haven't finished my cigarette!" Protesting, as she held the carcinogen stick between the middle and index finger of her right hand.

In no time, the cigarette was swiftly thrown over the railing, by me as it flew down to the street where it crashed on the ground; Putting an arm across Lara's shoulders, guiding her inside.

Welcomed by the triumph screams of Lia, spinning around in the air her team's scarf, as apparently gli Azzurri had scored against the Brave Blossoms.

Her joy was palpable even to the neighbor next door, as he banged his fist against the wall while cursing at us to keep it down. Reminding us that it was late, and there were other people residing on the second floor.

We did nothing but laugh to our heart content at it.

"We'll surely try, cariño~!" I shouted back in a playful tone, with a hint of flirtatiousness in my voice.

I had a soft spot for our neighbor, Mr. Garcia; The handsome Spanish teacher, who recently moved into the condo weeks prior. With his suave personality and dazzling charisma, how could one not?

His anger issues were on another level though, maybe those were the reason his wife divorced him.

But one thing I know for sure, I would have chosen Spanish instead of French in middle school if he was the teacher.

As only the idea made me caliente between my legs.

Only to be dragged back to reality by Lia as she sat us down on the couch, to then accommodate herself between me and Lara, keeping us at a short leash, so to speak.

"It would be appreciated if you kept your lustful scenarios to yourself, at least until this match finishes." Lia expressed with a tired sigh.

"Oh come on what's wrong with letting your fantasy run a little wild? Plus who wouldn't fall for a dilf like him-" I answered as Lara playfully hit my shoulder chuckling, before Lia cut us off putting both of her index finger on our lips.

"Shh shut it for now..." She whispered strictly, eyes glued onto the screen of the TV.

The camera now shifted its focus to Tommaso Allan, who had the ball passed onto him by one of his teammates. In a swift and decisive move, he rushed forward, and successfully managed to overcome an opponent who had initially blocked his path. He was in the process of searching for an ally to pass the ball to, when Kanji Shimokawa suddenly tackled him to the ground, catching him by surprise and seemingly causing him to lose the ball.

"Now that's a hunk!" Lia remarked as she viewed the slow-motion replay of the action on the screen.

Only for me and Lara to shut down her affirmation.

As the game progressed, the Italian team was in advantage, netting two more touchdowns, prompting Kanji to utter a series of curses in the meantime, his anger being quite apparent.

Takeomi glanced sideways at his companion, cigarette between his lips, taking a long drag before saying. "You worry too much buddy,"

"They are playing on their home ground, with that huge advantage I'm sure they are just being a little playful with the opposing team just to put on a show and then get serious reversing the situation."

To which the fake blonde answered with a serious demeanor, "One thing I know for sure, and that is their victory over the Azzurri. I'm not taking another loss from our national team." He stated.

To which the other male answered.

"Then try not to get any white hair from the stress, it would ruin that dye job." Taking a long drag from his cigarette as he talked to his colleague.

While their two younger superiors played pool in the background, the pink-haired freak wasn't having any bullshit from his smoke addict of an older brother.

"Can you shut that trap of yours and stop smoking like you're mourning someone!? It's so fucking annoying to smell the smoke of your cheap cigarettes!" Talking, more like spitting words as if he was speaking with the lowest scum on earth.

"Suck it up Haruchiyo, your weed is no better." He firmly stated puffing out the smoke.

"It's Sanzu to you Akashi, stop acting like we're close and playing family, we both know you suck at it." Snarling while he glared at the older male.

"Fair enough, I just thought you missed my figure as an older brother." He laughed to himself.

While his little brother scoffed at his antics, dispising him from the very bottom of his heart.

Applying some chalk on the cue stick, as he got ready to make his strike.

"You talk as if you've died, which unfortunately you didn't. Anyhow, who would miss such a parasite as you?" With a swift and precise motion hitting the little white ball, as it went rolling full speed colliding with the brown one, "The world would just lighten from such burden if you did." He concluded as the ball fell into the hole.

"Oh- come on now, you talk as if I've ruined your life, or in this case as if I was the only one that did-" Being cut off by Mochi esulting as the Brave Blossoms finally scored a point after a back and forth between the two teams.

"Take that, you pasta eating bitches!" He was aware that the Azzurri were still ahead of a point but had so much faith in his team to win, as his nationalism kicked in.

When the two charismatic figures of Bonten entered the room.

Or more like one entered while having the arm of the other on his shoulders, as he helped him walk inside.

"Ahoy there, mates! Terribly sorry to keep you all waiting, I was busy chugging down copious amounts of liquor." Stumbling forward for a couple of steps as he gripped tightly the fabric of his brother's suit, the older Haitani made his entrance.

"However, I've recovered somewhat and I'm ready to enjoy some time together with you beautiful, beautiful people!" The man drunkenly declared, while his sibling dumped him on one of the minibar stools.

"Stay put, alright? Don't do anything dumb." Putting his brother in a position where he wouldn't fall off the stool from squirming around.

"I'm not a kid anymore, Rindou. I can take care of myself, even when I'm tipsy. Seriously, don't you trust me?" He proudly stated.

"There's nothing to be so proud of, Ran." Only to be cut off by the other, "I mean, I know how to handle my booze!" As the two got into a back and forth over the situation, which only got more chaotic and interrupted Kokonoi's efforts to concentrate and get some work done.

The ladder was immediately caught by their words, as he grew annoyed by all the interruptions to his work.

"Can you stop being so loud!? I'm trying to focus and you're making it almost impossible!" He snapped, his patience quickly running out with the ruckus.

The younger Haitani was already fed up after all the bullshit he had to deal with today.

As the situation wasn't helping, and his patience was quickly running out. He was ready to explode, and this slight form of provocation pushed him over the edge.

"Screw off, dick cheese! This isn't a place for work. Stop thinking about more ways to make money when we don't need it right now, you capitalist prick!" He exclaimed not able to control his temper anymore, as now he just wanted to exit the room not wanting to completely lose it.

And he did just that leaving his drunk sibling over there with the other lad, quickly making his way to the elevator.

Ran, being the drunken flirt he is, decided to break the silence between them with a bold claim, "Don't listen to him, gorgeous. You can consider this room your workplace, and if anyone else says otherwise, let me take care of it. I'm quite the big deal around here." Clearly still drunk from the alcohol, he mistakenly thought the white haired man was a woman.

Who seemingly caught his attention so he wanted to shoot his shot and earn some chuckles from, but he only received a disgusted glare from his comrade.

"For the love of all that is holy, please just trip over a knife and leave me alone." He face palmed in utter exasperation, as just the idea of having to deal with Ran's drunken antics was just too much for him to bear. He returned to typing on his laptop, trying his best to avoid Ran and hoping he wouldn't interrupt him again.

He was wrong, Ran was right behind him, his arms draped over his shoulders as he leaned over to whisper in the other man's ear, "Oh come on, don't you like attention? Especially from such a charming man like myself." Continuing to hit on the supposed woman he believed his comrade was.

"I like respect and boundaries, don't you know personal space is a thing? Stop being a creep and keep your goddamn hands to yourself, geez." Wanting the other to get the point and leave him alone, he wasn't going to sugarcoat his words to not sound offensive.

Still the rather tipsy individual took it personally.

"Me a creep? Please, I'm a gentleman." He started, quickly retracting his hands from his companion's back.

"Is there any difference? A gentleman is just a more patient and pleasing wolf in sheep's clothing" He retorted with a roll of his eyes, not impressed by the behavior of his companion.

“Don't be a killjoy, sweet cheeks! Why waste those lovely locks if you aren't gonna put them to good use? Maybe they'll look even better with my fingers through them and you on your knees." He said with a cocky demeanor, leaning on the counter holding his head and looking dreamily at his colleague back, as if imagining the various things he wanted to do with 'her'.

Ran was high on his own fantasies of romance and sex, while Rindou was high on their own professional success.

Making his way to their boss' office to report the process of their successful deal with Kisaki, hoping that their superior, Mikey, would be pleased with that accomplishment and tell him and Kokonoi to begin making the necessary investments into their new deals.

Rindou, after stepping out of the elevator to the top floor, was met with the warm glow of the sunset as the sun was slowly setting in the horizon. Within thirty minutes, night would fully sweep over Tokyo, giving the window one last glimpse before heading to the boss' office.

Firmly stepping through the double doors, closing them behind him. He glanced up at his boss, making eye contact with the man piercing black irises.

Despite his lanky and short stature. He was the epitome of 'don't judge the book by its cover.'

As his presence was intimidating, making the executive quick mental note to keep the report short; The faster, the better.

"How did it go Haitani? Hopefully you gave a good image of Bonten." He asked even though it seemed more a threat, making the thirty year old man stand straight.

Breathing out, relaxing as he recollected his thoughts, he started to give his report about today's meeting he and his brother had with the heads of the Tenjiku criminal organization, Kisaki and his left hand man Hanma.

It was hard for Mikey to remain calm and focused while listening to Rindou talk about them, considering the men were the ones who caused the death of two of his siblings. Still, managing to stay silent and not show the frustration he felt.

With a quick hand gesture shutting the other man up, before he inquired, "Was Hanma much of a hassle during it?"

Rindou quickly shook his head, "He was knocked out shortly after Ran got him to try some of the new booze we ordered from China," he explained before adding "Just as you had told to operate."

Another hand gesture telling him to continue, as he complied with his boss' order.

“He wanted to have some other drinks so we gave him a vip pass to one fo our most known nightclubs, for later we prepared a royal suite at one of our five star hotels.”

Instead of going through all this trouble he could have shot that adrenaline freak, leaving him to die alone like a bastard in the corner of a cold and lost alley, people wouldn't even notice about his disappearance. Nobody would care honestly, not even the police.

But his boss' orders weren't optional, and Rindou would much rather follow them and tolerate the other annoying asshole for that short period of time, than suffer the wrath of Mikey's so-called 'loyal mad dog.'

As being skinned alive by him doesn't sound so appealing to no one. Whatever he has to do he will do it, and get the job done.

"He will depart to San Francisco tomorrow at 7 am sharp. At least this is what I know from the information Kisaki gave me." He concluded, fixing his tie as he awaited further instruction or questions from his superior.

After a long period of them just staring at each other as silence surrounded them, the boss moved his arm over the landline, his fingers pressing a button before speaking.

"Kokonoi, come to my office and bring Ran along with you." The boss says to the other person on the line, in a firm and clear tone.

And not even five minutes after three people enter the office out of the two requested.

"I was told there was going to be some top-notch food here," The still intoxicated individual exclaimed, ready to engage in whatever entertainment that was happening currently. However, despite this, the pink haired individual accompanying this person mentally scoffed and was annoyed by his drunken behavior.

Nevertheless, the person's sotic expression remained in front of the king that he followed, regardless of the irritation caused by the inebriated idiot.

With Kokonoi right behind them, closing the doors after entering with his laptop in one hand a dossier on top of it.

"You told me you were taking me to your hot female friends, but I see no beautiful babes, no sexy girls, just a bunch of ugly dudes in an office." Rather disappointed by the lie Kokonoi told him to get his ass moving as soon Mikey required their presence there, Sanzu wasted no time in dropping Ran on the leather couch like he was a sack of potatoes.

"My hot bitches-" was as far as the drunk individual's complaining got, because he was abruptly interrupted by Sanzu placing his hand over his mouth, trying to shut him up, only to have it licked away in the process. The other man was disgusted by the behavior of the drunk individual, and his annoyance was starting to show.

"What the hell you freak!" he exclaimed, clearly surprised and not expecting this to happen. He quickly pulled his arm back, Kokonoi offering him a handkerchief as he proceeded to walk towards Mikey.

Placing his laptop and the folder on the desk of this last one, as he began to state the analysis he made about how much would their earnings rise out of assimilating Tenjiku into Bonten, with the ultimate goal of absorbing them completely after removing the top two heads.

"What about Madarame Shion?" Sanzu questioned about the third head, Kokonoi confidently responded by saying.

"He is no threat. He's easy to bribe with some money and power, maybe be generous and add a couple of women for him too..." He paused looking at Rindou before continuing.

"But if his appetite isn't satisfied by that, two bullets can shut his mouth for good, and make him grateful that we ended his life quickly." Showing no hesitation or remorse as he made his statement, clearly not bothered by the slightest to have a guilty conscience.

As long as it serves the greater interests and goals of the criminal organization he loyally serves, fill his pockets and mouth, he will do that and much worse.

"What do you think, boss?" Sanzu looked to Mikey for an answer, waiting to make sure they were all on the same page.

Ready to follow whatever came out of his mouth.

As his boss was still contemplating the situation, thinking about the best move to make. Finally deciding to go along with the plan suggested by Koko, believing that there shouldn't be any trouble with the third head of Tenjiku as long as they had a fool-proof plan to bring the man over to their side, and if not get rid of him.

Pulling out of the folder the documents before giving it one last adjustment, as he and Rindou put their signature on them, handing them to Sanzu and Mikey so they could do the same, as they both read what the contract was about before signing too.

Officially declaring their agreement, now they just had to wait for the outcome, and ensure that everything proceeded according to plan.

"Now we have time to give this to Kisaki, while I need you to give this to Hanma as he will go overseas tomorrow morning." Kokonoi directed Rindou, sticking out with his hand a piece of paper from the folder for him to take.

In the middle of the nightclub, surrounded by the loud music and boisterous atmosphere, is a man. Average height and a lean type of build, with a face that is so charming even now when it displays nothing more than indifference.

He was familiar if not used to having ladies of the night by his side as they swayed along the music, one in particular, his favorite.

The young woman was basically a walking feast for the eyes, her figure a perfect example of what the male gaze perceives as the ultimate beauty.

As she back faced him, his hands under hers as she guided him to feel every curve he already knew of her body, as they moved along the rithm of the music.

Still failing miserably when it came to Kazutora, as his mind was elsewhere, and she was nothing more than another Saturday night for him.

And while she tried to win his attention for hours, only to see her efforts fail, something much simpler had managed to get the job done. And that was a buzz from his phone, tucked away in his jeans pockets.

Quickly making his way across the nightclub towards the bar, presumably intent on finding a way to end his night on a more positive note. However, the woman was not about to give up that easily. She followed closely behind him, trying not to loose him in the sea of people.

When he reached the bar, the man paid for his drink, before giving the woman some gas money to call an Uber. This sent the signal loud and clear that he had enough partying for the evening, and the lady was forced to accept defeat.

He needed to fully focus on the task at hand he gave himself, still he wasn't no ungrateful bastard as he bid her a swift goodbye, planting a quick kiss on her cheek as a sort of consolation.

Walking out of the club leaving her behind. Reviewing the intel his most trusted subordinate had sent him.

"Roppongi huh?"

Haitani's well known turf. Still half of their subordinates liked to say they were loyal, in reality they are just a bunch of dumb assholes that with a little money and lies you could buy.

Cracking the engine to life as soon as he got on his motorcycle, a loud roar filled the mostly empty parking lot due to the late hour.

Taking a hold of the handle bar, rubbing it to gain more speed. He then performed a half circle turn to then speed off down the wet streets of Shibuya.

The streets were empty, except for the occasional low-life thugs or wannabe gangsters. He enjoyed nights like this, as it was just him, his motorcycle, and the cool wind that brushed across his now rosy cheeks. The blonde streaks in his hair blew freely, adding even more beauty to this moment.

Taking the exit onto the highway, it started to get boring.

Until he noticed a luxurious car in the distance, it seemed to be a black Mercedes-Benz.

Surely expensive to maintain, from the looks it seemed it was brand new. Although he couldn't see the owner, unfortunately as this rich bastard had black tinted car windows. But surely he seemed to be in deep thought as he moved with a slow monotone peace.

Then an idea came to his mind.

Letting the car gain a good distance, before going at maximum speed just right beside it. The roars of the motorcycle surprised the driver that much he swerved off into another lane. Luckily, the driver hit the brakes with all his might saving the car from making an accident.

Kazutora burst into laughter, not caring about the person in the car he almost killed. According to him, it was the driver's mistake to be distracted and wandering off with their thoughts while on the highway.

And since he considered himself to be a good cop, he saw it as his duty to remind him of this simple rule.

In his style and way of doing it.

The two figures that exited the car didn't catch his attention for long, as the situation had given him enough fun for today. Turning back to focus his attention on the road and on his true goal that night —visiting one of the night clubs owned by the two charismatic brothers.

Unbeknownst to him, the ones that he almost made go astray were none other than the two brothers, and the psychopath with a pink mullet of their superior.

The younger Haitani was outraged after the incident, and furiously started shouting calling the driver of the bike all sorts of names.

"That bastard!" The man yelled, his tone raging with fury.

In spite of his subordinate's outrage, Sanzu saw comedy in the situation and couldn't help but crack up.

"Calm down, bro. This is hilarious. it almost felt like we were going to die there," His coworker said with a wicked grin, as he closed and leaned into the car door.

Rindou was now fuming with outrage as the Joker wanna be continued to go at it.

"What? It's not my fault nor his that you drive like an old lady," The individual shrugged, unconcerned.

"You sick fuck! That damned bike almost caused us to crash! I might drive like a grandma, but who does he think he is acting like a maniac on the road?!" Storming back to the car, upon reaching it he opened the car door and forcefully closed it behind him.

Sanzu stayed out of it, sighing in annoyance as he left the younger Haitani some time to cool off, before they could carry on with the task given by his king.

While all this chaos happened, Ran was in the back seat, knocked out.

And not even five minutes after they were back on the road.

The speedometer showed numbers escalating rapidly, reaching higher digits after mere seconds had passed.

Street lights pass their bright ray on the car bodywork, somewhat trying to clean it from all the shady businesses that they have used it for.

Chase Atlantic blasting from the radio, as the man with the pink mullet sang along the lyrics. Only to be interrupted by the news.

"It seems that the trend of illegal car races came back, California has been full of reports. Especially in the cities of San Diego, Los Angeles and lastly but not least San Francisco."

As the news reporter continued their broadcast, Sanzu lowered the volume as he looked at Rindou before saying.

"Seems like Shion is already at work." He snickered still looking at whom he was speaking to.

While the other guy thought nothing but how idiotic people were to follow a trend, just to be known as some sort of crappy underground superstar. Not knowing how much of a hypocrite he sounded.

He and his older brother did follow the trend of being delinquents too, but they had more style and charm than those scraps.

"San Francisco huh?" He mumbled to himself.

Rindou only knew the city thanks to the books at juvie.

Remembering it's characteristic monuments such as Alcatraz, the ruthless prison known world wide, the Golden Gate Bridge; A red and white vortex that makes you enter a colorful mix of colors and cultures, where cheap and expensive coexist.

These were the words that the author of the book chose to describe the city.

Hanma tomorrow would go there to help Shion, his old gang pal, as the mission given to him by Kisaki wasn't such an easy task.

They should be there just for a few days, just to find a good location out of the public eye, and then be back in Japan without getting noticed.

The police have been on their tails in this period of time, with the help of that damned Toman.

As they reunited the gang, this time to find and bring back Mikey and his fucked up mind. With Takemichi being none other than the leader, yes that's right a weak bitch like him is the top dog.

He was good with words, Rindou admits, but words can't bring you anywhere. Violence must accompany them, at least that's his ideal.

Still he found it hilarious how they believed that with the power of friendship they could bring back his boss, who honestly just needed to be sent to a psychiatric hospital along with his loyal mad dog that was now sitting beside him looking at his phone.

But at least they had the balls to do something he would never do, and that was going against Mikey.

As if it wasn't Sanzu hunting him down for betrayal his subconscio would take his place. Guilt tripping him of leaving Ran alone, breaking the promise they had made at each other from the very start.

He couldn't handle the type of life without anyone beside him, like he had Ran for his entire life.

So running away was, and forever will be just a fantasy.

Since we were into the topic of old friendships, two other old friends were seeing each other right now after many years.

Junpeke, a once lively individual, had become much more tame over the years. His once stylish and edgy haircut was still the same, but his spark seemed to have been lost.

And now he happened to work at one of the many clubs the Haitani owned, he was just a low ranking subordinate of theirs nothing really special.

Still Kazutora found a way to use the position of his old friend in something useful to him, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered meeting him again after all these years.

Both of them not wasting much time, walking though the dark corridors headed straight for a door that was labeled 'Staff Only'.

Once through the now closed door, they entered an area that was most likely a dressing room, as Junpeke immediately got to business, pulling a waiter suit, from the nearby closet handing them to Kazutora.

As the latter changed into them pretty quickly, taking out keys and wallet from the orher pocket of his jacket along with his phone.

"Now that i have completed everything you've asked me for, it's time for you to hold up your end of the deal," Junpeke stated, a smug smile made it's way on his face as he added.

"Give me the money, and you can go and do whatever your heart pleases with Hanma." As if he wasn't in a dangerous situation at all.

"Of course, a deal is a deal after all." Kazutora seemed used to his arrogant behavior as he searched though his jacket pockets, pulling out two rolled stash of twenty five bills worth ten thoused each.

For you folks that don't want to do math, it's basically around four thousand dollars.

Not wasting anymore time the other took it and began to count them.

"What? Don't you trust me Junpeke?" The man with long hair pulled back and tied into a low ponytail asked his former friend, however the ladder didn't respond to him.

He looked around to make sure everything was left as they found it, then both took their leave walking to the door.

Not all bad things come to harm you, and Kazutora had learned one important rule during juvenile detention, and that was; Never let anyone walk behind you, especially when doing shady business.

Of course the ex-juvenile delinquent took this opportunity, knocking his childhood friend unconscious, sending his live location to one of the police officers he had under his command, and carrying the man outside the back exit and dropping him inside a dumpster.

After successfully taking Junpeke out of the picture he went back inside the building, now walking through the corridors that brimmed with sex workers that offered him lustful gazes and sweet chuckles.

He payed them no mind, as they were only doing their job.

Entering the large underground club lounge of the hotel, he was met with a scene of chaos. Music blasted in the background, ladies dressed in vibrant colours and styles moved back and forth, forming a veritable bouquet.

Just as he was taking in the sight, his eyes scanned the various tables as they came across the man he was looking for, he was surrounded by a circle of ladies, as they stuck to him like glue or looked to get closer.

Hanma Shuji, a man with many words for him, but clown was the most fitting, as his lazy smile was exactly the same of a fool.

And Kazutora couldn't wait to wipe it off his face, as it would look better when he will shove him behind the bars.

As if by fate, a tray carrying two alcoholic drinks was suddenly placed in his hands by a waitress, confusing him for a waiter, shouting at him to bring it to the table where the infamous reaper was.

And of course after knowing that how could he not spit into the drink to top it off?

Not a smart idea to do it in the middle of the dance floor, as he was grabbed by the collar from a bulkier man with an angry expression on his face.

If you were at a club and brought a drink, only to see a waiter spitting into one of the same type that you ordered, it would certainly put some doubts in your mind about your own drink.

And since alcohol can often make one's inhibition lower and impulse control harder to manage, it's now wonder that the man got so aggressive in a quick time span with Kazutora.

"Who do you think you are, spitting into drinks like that?!" In the midst of the loud music and partying, the sound of that sudden shout got the attention of those nearby.

As the partygoers turned their gaze towards the source, witnessing the man violently shaking the 'waiter'.

This situation surely ruined the cheerful mood there was in the club, as people didn't know if the accusation was true or simply a misunderstanding.

"If you don't want to give us our money's worth, then don't bother working here at all?!" Kazutora didn't even bother defending himself, he was too busy getting his face sprayed with spit from the angry shouts of the other man.

This whole situation ruined their night, as his voice surely would give the others a headache if this continued.

But one in particular.

And that was Hanma Shuji of course.

Making his way through the crowd of people as he left all the ladies behind, and when he got there he was met with the familiar face of Kazutora.

Seeing his ex comrade getting into a heated confrontation, how could he not intervene to help him? Jokes aside he quickly made his way to the two, putting his hand on the angry customer's shoulder, before saying.

"Now now, what's with all the hoopla?" he asked with a somewhat dismissive tone, taking the situation lightly.

But this seemingly innocuous gesture seemed to spark a fire in the customer, who was now fuming with anger.

"Who do you think you are, you bastard?!" he growled at Hanma, his voice practically dripping with fury. "I'm a powerful criminal, you think you can just go and mess with me like this?" he continued, his rage growing with every word.

Hanma, however, remained unfazed and replied to the customer's threats with a lazy smile, "Or what? What are you going to do? Enlighten me," he retorted, his lazy smile remaining on his face despite the customer's rage.

"Are you challenging me?! I can take you and break you like a breadstick, you lanky beanpole!" The customer shouted, angry at Hanma's continued lack of fear and respect for him.

"You don't seem to be in the right mood, mister." He said before adding "How about you go on a little timeout and drink some water, hm-?" And that was it, the final straw.

Suddenly Kazutora was free, as the man who was gripping on his collar turned to the taller male.

"I'll kill you four eyes!" He shouted, finally snapping.

"Four eyes? Make it six, because from how drunk you are." The other one had enough, and decided to resort to physical violence. As he ran at Hanma, fist ready to punch him hard on the jaw, determined to wipe that lazy smirk off his face.

Still as we all know this was a piece of cake for the reaper, as he dodged the strike with ease. Getting under people's skin was his profession rather than being a criminal, this was routine for him.

Kicking his opponent's feet, making him trip and fall on the dirty dance floor, that from the various partying of the night was all sticky, either from drink spills or obsolete substances.

As the bouncers came and took the man on the floor, as he continued to sprout profanities at the two.

Once the chaos of the situation subsided, Kazutora understood it was his cue to leave and get out of there. His plan being ruined by some drunk bastard.

Hoping to slip away unnoticed, but he was way too positive and confident in his skills not to notice Hanma's hand on his shoulder.

"Not even a 'thanks, old friend?" The familiar voice cut through the air. Even if he was facing the other way, the ex Valhalla number three could feel his ex superior lazy smile.

"Hanma, long time no see," he said, "You've changed quite a bit, and it seems like you've acquired the habit of grabbing people by their shoulders?" He said with one of his best fake smiles he could manage to hide his irritation.

"I could say the same for you," he responded humorously, "you still look as fresh as new! Mind telling me your secret?" With a light-headed tone, he joked about his friend's transformation.

"Oh, y'know. Just grew my hair out a bit," lightly tugging some rebel strands of hair framing his face, "and eleven years of prison did their work." He playfully scoffed.

"You're as sassy as ever, huh?" Hanma replied teasingly, "How about we get some drinks and catch up on the lost time?" Wrapping his slender arm around his old comrade's shoulders, who seemed to not be interested in having to chit-chat.

Ultimately, he accepted the offer, ending it with "Why not?"

Both perfectly knew who the other was, but just for tonight they'll forget it over a few glasses of Mojito.

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