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gatitties · 2 years ago

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Hanging out

─ Tenjiku x fem!reader

─ Summary: you have the courage to ask the guys who tried to recruit you to hang out

─ Warnings: swearing, mention of ways to die, kisaki

Part one / Part three / Part four

no because I'm thinking of making a miniseries for these bois because I'm an idiot for them 😭 I think I did it a bit long, sorry-

"Come on honey! It's the first time in a long time that you've been out with friends, or talked to someone, or seemed to have friends, or-

"Mom, you don't need to degrade me anymore, I know I don't have friends."

"But not anymore! That's why you have to go out with them, you can't spend your life locked in your room."

"What are we betting? If it's the family heritage then…" a bump grew on your head from the blow your mother gave you "Okay, okay, I guess I can try to get out of the house."

"That's it! Get out there and shine love, you deserve everything good in the world."

"Even the family herit-?"

You didn't even finish when you already had another bump on top of the previous one, deciding to leave the subject you said goodbye to your mother, well, she had to go with a friend, meanwhile you finished doing some pending things that you had to finish by tomorrow. When you finished, you threw yourself on your bed, flipping through the social networks a bit, doubting whether to contact the boys, after all, you only met them once in person, the rest was all conversations in the group that Izana put you in, although you had a lot of fun with them there, it's not the same to talk on a screen than face to face.

After several minutes you decided to take a brave step, seeing that some of them were even talking on the group chat.

Tenjiku will rule the world

[Matchstick] So i grabbed the bat and left him bleeding in the alley

[Izana] deserved more punishment tbh

[Izana] we can't go easy on traitors

[Sanzu] next time leave it to me

[Sanzu] i won't let them recognize the corpse

[You] is that a new flirting method?

[You] i don't think it's very effective

[Izana] aye

[Izana] glad to see you're on

[Shion] not me

[Kaku] stfu

[Rat] protective boyfriend material huh?

[Kaku] stfu too Rat

[You] yeah leave my baby alone

[Rat] whatever [Rat] can you at least change my name?

[You] nah, i like Rat more than rindou, it suits you better

[Rat2] can you change mine?

[Rat2] i'm supposed to be the oldest

[Rat2] he would have to have the 2 not me

[Mochi] picky boy

[You] okay

You have changed the nickname of Rat2 to Rannabelle

[Rannabelle] …

[Matchstick] pfft-

[Kisaki] i keep asking why you decided to include her in the group

[Kisaki] the rumors were false after all

[Izana] do you have something against the opinion of your superior?

[Matchstick] bro she's funny

[Kisaki] ...

[You] anyway

[You] who tf are you?

[Shion] oh right, they didn't meet in person

[Kisaki] i wouldn't like it either tbh

[Sanzu] speak for you

[You] i already like you Sanzu [You] you're already among the 'handsomes'

[Shion] not that shit again- [Shion] you didn't even see him

[You] i don't need

[Koko] you're just jealous cause you're not in the handsome group [Shion] i'm not jealous [Koko] sure [You] anyway i have something to ask [Matchstick]shoot

[Rat] you want a date with me? aww, of course! [You] yikes [You] i think i prefer a date with a homeless man who can time travel than you

[Kaku] i'm really concerned about your mental health right now [Izana] she's just in her haunting nature [Rannabelle] bet she likes me more than you rin [You] i like hanma better ngl

[Matchstick] bwahahah~ i'm the favourite ♡ [You] no, you're not ♡

[Matchstick] </3

[Izana] so... what do u want to ask?

[You] oh right

[You] i was just wondering if you guys had some free time to hang out?

[Izana] sure ;)

[Kaku] i'm in

[Matchstick] of course i have to get to be the favorite~

You didn't pay attention to the other messages, the truth is that Izana and Kakucho were enough for you, you weren't going to belittle Hanma either, he was trying anyway. You just texted a couple more to meet up at a certain place, quickly got ready in the most comfortable clothes you could find, plugged your headphones into your phone to have a walk to the location.

Normally you were like a damn rock when it came to expressing your feelings or opening up to people, you didn't like to socialize much but it wasn't a pain either (depending on the person), the fact that you didn't like to talk or express yourself a lot didn't mean you were one of those people who get nervous when they have to order pizza by phone, call a waiter or order a drink at any bar. But today you had that little nervous feeling, as if these guys were going to judge you and decide if you were worthy or not, even though it was clear that they already liked you a little for the simple fact of adding you to their group chat.

You were pessimistic so you kept those feelings throughout the journey, however, swallow them because as soon as you saw the boys just forgot them, there were three people you didn't know, the rest were Izana, Kakucho, Hanma and the Haitani brothers. You assumed that neither Koko, nor Shion, nor Mochi were there because they had to do something important or simply didn't want to see you.

"Hey honey, here!"

Hanma waved his hand as his eyes met yours, drawing your attention to come closer once and for all, you murmured a greeting to everyone, looking at the three new faces.

"So you don't intend to introduce me to your friends? Oh wait, I want to guess, can I?"

"Go ahead, please give us one of your amazing comparisons."

Rindou said, completely amused, even though you also messed with him, your comparison ability can always make fun of others, it's not like you make distinctions, no one was going to escape your critical eye.

"Mmmh… I don't know why I have the feeling that the one who seems bacterophobic is Sanzu" you pointed to the long-haired boy who had a mask covering half of his face "he seems to have pretty features, and Sanzu is in that side without hesitation."

"Madarame must be tossing and turning in his bed when he heard you, you've got it right."

Sanzu offered you his hand in greeting, noticing how his eyes narrowed a little, he had a cheeky smile that no one could see. The next one you looked at was Mucho, he seemed almost as stoic as you, another rock on the team huh? You also guessed that it was him, then you exchanged glances with the boy with glasses who seemed to be here by force, there was no one else left so he could only be…

"Are you Kisaki? Man, aren't you cute? Are you the baby of the group or something?"

Everyone tried to hold back their laughter when you approached him to ruffle his hair in an affectionate way, more like to annoy him a bit, poor boy, you were taller than him so your action and comment only irritated him more than he already was, he moved away your hands from his head, clicking his tongue.

"Maybe you're taller, but I'm sure I surpass you in age and intelligence."

The others looked at the interaction, you had that dark look that managed to scare away so many fucking thugs, it looked like you wanted to hit him right there, but they didn't expect you to laugh like Izana the time he met you.

"Oh please, don't be silly, I'm older than you, in fact, I think I'm older than all of you."

"You're kidding, aren't you? Most of us here are of legal age and you are still studying."

Izana questioned looking at you, you scratched the back of your neck sighing, you weren't very proud to admit it, but it's not like it was a big deal either.

"Well, I'm nineteen, I repeated a couple of courses…"

"You what!?"

The Haitani brothers were the ones who were most shocked by the new information about you, you just downplayed it, the last thing you wanted right now is to be treated differently because of your age, even if it's only a year older than some, these guys can be very offended at not being the oldest.

Kakucho finished off the general daze, talking about doing something and not just standing there like idiots, so you guys moved around just taking a walk while talking about random nonsense, it went pretty well, at least the guys appreciated some 'healthy' time, since usually their free time was also related to causing chaos in other gangs.

The truth is that it was not as bad as you thought, they all seemed quite funny, Izana and Kakucho managed to drag you into every interesting thing they saw, more like the leader of Tenjiku, Kaku thanked you because he could see his friend behaving like if he were a kid again (although he did threaten the others if they made fun of Iza for being a bit softer).

Hanma and the Haitani brothers tried to irritate or flirt you, you just looked at them with a blank face, completely ignoring them when they brought up the whole 'love' and 'relationships' thing, when they weren't bothering you they were quite nice, but that meant that now you were messing with them, that was your mechanics.

Surprisingly, after a while you and Kisaki 'clicked' simply because Hanma was bothering you both, you looked at each other silently as if you could communicate with your eyes, ignoring the poor boy as you started small talk out of the first thing that came to your mind, of course that didn't stop your little comments about him being smaller than you either.

Sanzu and Mucho stayed more on the sidelines, you didn't complain, they seemed more reserved than the others, or at least less expressive, you understood them perfectly because you were like that most of the time, it's just that these guys ─Izana more than anything─ made you take out to bring out your more sociable side a little more, it was different and nice.

But you knew well that hanging out with a gang would bring trouble, some punks recognized most of the group you were with, how could they not anyway? You were unintentionally involved in a small fight, but you weren't scared either when the fistfights between the teenagers started flying back and forth, you knew it was going to happen at some point so you just watched on the sidelines disinterestedly.

Ironically, Kisaki stayed by your side ─this guy doesn't know how to fight─ because the guys felt threatened by your dark gaze, honestly you were a little scared now, but only when one of the thugs came up to pick a fight with you, you saw yourself in the obligation to use your second wild card.

´"If you get one step closer, I promise that death will be the most beautiful thing you want to wish for, how do you want your body to be found? Ah, better if they don't find it, right?"

They immediately backed away, you're lucky most people find it hard to read your true expression because if they were like Kakucho the first time you met him they would have already beaten you up. But it didn't end there, there was another brave man who came up thinking that despite your threats you would be an easy target, which, well, you were.

Everyone seemed to see just as you were hit square on the cheek, your body seemed to fall in slow motion until you hit the ground, you closed your eyes letting a tired sigh slip past your lips, watching out of the corner of your eye as Kisaki did his best to defend himself against that same guy. You dedicated yourself to looking at the clouds in the sky without even getting up again, as if you were an opossum playing dead, hey, at least that way they wouldn't hit you again.

You only lay there for a long time, you even closed your eyes because you were starting to get bored, the boys only took a few more minutes, all their bodies surrounding you, guilt gnawed at some more than others ─Kakucho was very angry with himself─ but still it remained there.

"Do you think she's dead?"

"That's something very pessimistic, I haven't been able to go on a date with her yet."

Hanma and Ran murmured over the others who kept their questions as to whether you were okay inside, they didn't know if you were that weak or not, if you suffered from some disease or anything that could literally kill you, much to their relief you opened one of your eyes noticing how the sunlight darkened because their figures obscured it.

"It takes something more forceful than a punch to kill someone, unless the person is hit with a more forceful object or has already been seriously injured, statistically it is impossible for someone to die from a punch, well, unless it is a newborn baby."

"Oh never mind, she's perfectly fine."

Everyone sighed with relief, some being more audible than others, Kakucho helped you up, asking your forgiveness for not helping you before they hit you and they decided to go to a store to buy you a cold patch for the bruise that began to form on your cheek.

"Did you really just lie on the ground to wait?"

You hummed affirmatively at Mucho's question, who was waiting with you outside for the others to leave the store, you saw that he tried to hide his small laugh at your stupidity, if he had received that blow he would not have remained impassive, that person would definitely have to have a broken neck.

"We will accompany you home, come on."

"Huh? Izana, I appreciate it, but I'm not five years old."

"We're not taking no for an answer."

"Kakucho, not you too… I'm literally older than you."

“Well, look how we don't give a shit."

You looked at Rindou with a grimace for simply dismissing your words that you didn't need a squad to escort you home, but you couldn't do anything, even Kisaki accompanied you even though he said that he had business elsewhere.

These guys would cut their tongues out before admitting it out loud, but they took a liking to you in no time, and even though these idiots were a year younger than you (most of them) they would start behaving more carefully around you, they're not going to let today's incident happen again because they definitely wanted to spend more time with you.

"Gang members but you're being soft because someone hit a girl you only talk to from a group chat, that's cute."

You closed the door of your house in their faces after saying that, you laughed silently when you heard several shouts about how they weren't being soft and that they weren't cute for that, except for Hanma, he just smiled with his typical smile because you said he was cute, did that mean that he was advancing in his position to be your favorite?

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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years ago

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Izana little sister x Kakucho pls

𝙄𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜

Warning : 18+, minors DNI. EXPLICIT SMUT, ANGST with COMFORT. I DIDN'T INTENDED TO MAKE IT SAD BUT I WAS SAD HELP ( no sad ending don't worry )

( what is written in italics are flashbacks)

SYNOPSIS : KAKUCHO HITTO X KUROKAWA! READER.

And these pews were a prison, linked chairs of silver. Keeping you captive, just to watch another procession after procession, through windows you see caskets and coffins endlessly.

Everybody sang but you, not that you didn't loved him, you did, he knew. But your brother also knew you hated public speaking, yet you did it, for him.

There were no tears left to cry in your body by the end, everyone went home, and you were sitting in the middle of the flowers they brought fading even faster than those ones, choking on the comforting words they tried to give you for the lost soul of your brother.

It wasn't just a funeral of a body, it was a funeral of hearts.

The funeral of a love never born.

-" will we meet again ?"

Your voice was husky from crying all day, Kakucho's heart sank deeper in his chest, and at that time, he was glad he was not facing you, all he knew was that you were sitting on one of the pews of the church, but he would never stand seeing all your shattered pieces.

Every broken part of him cried for a " yes", to carry you home, to be brave enough to be there, but he knew this love was homeless. Everything was against it since the first eye contact, even more now that your brother was...

He couldn't even hear it yet, his heart was getting squeezed way too hard in his chest.

-" Maybe in another world. "

Though he couldn't see you, he heard you scoffing, he knew that one way too good...

Kakucho knew you probably had tears in your eyes, a little sorrow smile on your pretty lips, and were nodding your head, eyes in the void.

- " I wish there was a world that accepted... This, our love. "

-" I'm dying to believe you, Kaku. "

Don't do this, please. He wanted to cry out. He couldn't stand the doubts on your voice, you and your brother trusted him with your lives, once upon a time, a broken heart was all that was left in him after hearing you, out of all people, lost trust in him.

-" But... " You stopped in your track, he knew.

Your hand would probably be glued to your mouth, watering eyes wide, muffling a sob that was scratching your heart's walls.

And if he has been a man like your brother, he would never have left you crying on your own, turning his back at you. But if he turned around to look at you, all his walls would stumble down, he would hold you tight and might never let go.

And that is not what Izana would have wanted.

Your brother was very protective and possessive toward you, just as he has been with Shinishiro. He trusted nearly no one around you, how disappointed he would have been if he knew how Kakucho always held you in his heart.

-" if the world was ending you'd come over right ?"

His breath got caught in his throat, Kakucho's eyes widened and it was harder to not turn toward you. He never realized how this love was desperate until now, until you two needed an apocalypse to let go of your guards.

If the world was ending...

Then there would be no other reason why you would have to split. You would be watching the world burning in flames while he held you tight, he would place kisses all along your skin as the sky would be falling, you would be the last standing, and this love would finally be yours to claim.

And the words left his mouth too fast, eagerness for his death, for the end, only because he would finally be able to hold you like he wished he was doing now.

-" I promise. I would've gave you a lifetime if I could. But I can't. I promise to give you my last night. "

That was the last time he had heard your voice.

Until now.

He almost forgot how your voice used to ease every pain around, the familiar feeling held him like a home he came back to.

He wondered if you had that same little smile you always had when you sang, he wondered if you were using his guitar. He still could picture it perfectly, the Kurokawa's living room, Izana on the couch next to him, his guitar in hand, and you sitting on the floor across from them, you and your mesmerizing voice.

And if they asked him to draw a family frame, that was what he would have drawn.

Deep down, he knew Izana had caught his eyes lingering too long on you, but Izana also didn't missed the sorrow and surrender that was in them, that was probably the reason why he never said anything or never blamed him for loving his little sister, as long as he loved her from afar, it was okay, it was just Kakucho.

It was dumb from him, he knew you were a boundary not to cross since the beginning, yet he couldn't help but let himself fall helplessly, madly in love with you, your eyes, your smile, everything.

It was selfish, but it was okay if he kept it to himself, right ?

Until the day he tried to steal another furtive glance from you, and found your eyes already on him. He would always remember how he felt his cheeks heating that day, how he lowered his head and looked away when he heard your small chuckle.

It became more and more frequent, prolonged and shared glances, shy smiles, inside jokes only you two could understand, stolen kisses down the alley, holding hands under the tables, little notes on your nightstand that you would burn right after reading.

Young, in love, and selfish.

He has been.

And he still was.

It was selfish, he was still selfish, he figured out. Standing at your front porch in the middle of the night, hearing you singing from the other side of the door, although every cell of him was crying not to break the promise, it was selfish to come here, it would break you.

Therefore, he turned back and started walking back home.

If only that damn flowerpot wasn't there, next to the front door in the dark.

The sound of shattering made you stop singing, Kakucho froze, and a second later, as he tried to run away like the coward he knew he was, the darkness of the neighborhood got a little bit chased by the light coming from inside your house, when you opened the door.

When you opened the door.

And you opened the door...

And there you were, staring at him with wide eyes. And through the coldness of the night, he experienced the spring's bloom, as if the blood was coursing in his veins again, he didn't felt himself turning into a dull tombstone until the meer sight of your face revived him.

Your heart missed a beat, you couldn't believe he was really there, well, he broke your flowerpot but who cares, he was there, you couldn't even suppress the smile that curled your lips.

And Kakucho's breath got caught in his throat, the most stunning work of art to ever graze earth looked at him with a smile.

-" Wow I... You're here ?"

The surprise could be heard in your voice, along with a playful smile, he deadpanned, he had to go now, he had to rip his eyes away from your smile before his mistakes rip it away from your face.

-" Yeah I was, passing by and- I heard you... You still sing ?"

He was the stupidest human being.

Only around the Kurokawa sister, you could see Kakucho Hitto, the brawler, turning into a stuttering mess. But the way your eye color shone under the moonlight, it just made him lose his words.

You found it cute, that he still had that habit of shying away around you. You let go of your front door you were holding and made few steps toward him, facing him now.

-" Oh really, captain obvious?" you rolled your eyes, waiting for him to smile a little as he always did because of your sarcasm, yet he didn't.

Now that you looked at him a little more, his face was as stoic as ever, it crushed your heart, but he didn't seemed glad to be there. He was avoiding your eyes, and the flowerpot, and he didn't knocked.

Your smile faltered.

-" you weren't just passing by, were you ?"

Your previously playful voice was nothing more than a memory now, he tried looking at your face. Mistake.

You only had those half dropped eyelids in the void when you were disappointed, you were smart, you figured out.

You always did.

Looking at you was turning unsustainable, despondent, dull hues staring at his face ignited a shame he couldn't just face. But you were not with it.

-" wear your balls and answer my question. "

He breathed hard through his nose, frustrated, but he could never get mad at you. You usually disliked being vulgar, you only used strong vocabulary when you were angry, he could hear it through your gritted teeth.

Kakucho lifted his head, locked eyes with you and read a multitude of emotions that he could not decipher. However, if a look could kill, he knew he would already be dead.

It was at times like this that he realized what family you belonged to, who your brother was, what genes you shared. When he saw the glacier that he saw in Izana in your eyes.

-" you asked me... We promised to-" he sighed loudly and closed his eyes furtively, how to say it ? .

-" you know what ? Never mind, it was selfish from me to come here ".

He was about to turn around and start walking away, his heart pounding in his chest but was stopped and stiffened when he heard your voice turning from cold to dull.

-" Yes, oh yes it is selfish " you let out a dry laughter and made another step toward him, face only inches away from his, you stared at his impassive face that used and still had your heart thumping.

-" who the hell you think you fucking are ? " He frowned, it was the first time he heard you raising your voice at him, or at anyone.

-" you disappear for months and months, I didn't even got to know if you were alive ! And you show up at my house on a full moon to tell me about a fucking promise you made out of pure guilt? "

-" That was not out of fucking guilt " he muttered through gritted teeth, it was hard to contain his anger when you were shouting at him, moreover when you scoffed.

-" oh really ? Why then ? "

As if you didn't knew, he snorted in a breath. Regular Kakucho would probably have lost it if someone talked to him the way you did, but it was you. You two were like fire and rain, if someone lost it then the other had to keep calm, otherwise he knew it would escalate very quickly.

-" Doesn't matter. I'm sorry, I shouldn't... "

He didn't finished, but you understood what he was trying to say and closed your eyes, sighing. You hated yelling, losing control, and though it was the first time you hated even more doing it with Kakucho, since he kept his composure and made it look as if you were the crazy one.

As the adrenalin in your veins and the words between the two of you died slowly, realization started falling on your shoulders.

The promise.

You gulped down. A heavy burden settled on your chest, your heart started racing faster, if it really meant what you thought it did...

With a knot in your throat, you hid your hands in your pajama shorts and took a deep breath.

-" well, I'm not seeing any apocalypse knight or lava floor. Aren't you a little bit early ?"

You tried to joke, moving your hands in your pockets and shifting your weight from one foot to another, and God, he found you drop dead gorgeous, he knew that small smile was nothing but your usual sarcasm to hide your concern, he missed every damn twisted part of you.

Kakucho gulped down, he hated to think about it but he knew the minute he would talk, your smile would fade away.

Shit, shit. Why didn't he left without saying anything ? Why did he have to come here and tell you this ? He would break you, again... He hated himself for that, he felt even less worthy than usual, you deserved nothing but the best, and he kept breaking you...

-" There's this fight, tomorrow. " He tried to sound as detached as possible, it was hard when your eyes were on him. " The leader isn't the strongest, but he is... A hero, he has the dream team by his side... "

You didn't needed to know anything more.

You got it, really.

The world started spinning, it was as if everything stopped, everything got muffled, but not the voices in your head. You were dizzy, your chest tightened, you could feel your hands starting to shake in your pockets.

I'll give you my last night.

A stabbing pain in your heart, you wondered if this is what a heart attack felt like. If you still have a heart left, that is. Picture it, the man you had loved for years and still love shows up at your door after months of separation, telling you he might not make it on his next fight, your knees would not last long, every word he uttered stirring your stomach until the nausea reached your throat. His words making you forget how to blink until your eyes begin to tingle and water.

Fight, last night, promise, Kakucho, not make it, dead.

Dead, just as Izana. Gone, the love of your life.

You swallowed thickly, lowered your head for the first time, getting the words out was one of the strongest fight you have ever had.

-" don't I... " Kakucho's heart lost count of its beats, your voice came out strangled, your face was lowered down, but he could see you biting your lower lip until almost drawning blood. " Don't I get a say in this?"

He didn't answered, another laugh left your mouth, as long as tears did with your eyes.

You have been thirsty of his ocean of love, begged for water but only tasted salt on your lips. That was what you called love, what's breaks your ribs within the silence.

He saw your cheeks glistening under the moonlight, did you knew he was this close from soil ? His heart ached just as a broken bone because your heart was glass and he broke it.

-" yeah I forgot, you were never mine to lose".

-" like hell I'm gonna let you think this ?" He approached you, hesitantly, you watched him taking your hand in his, it felt just as the first time he took it, just as the last time.

-" I'm yours, always have, always will. " He was not used to this, comforting people definitely was not a string on his bow, but he would, for you, he would. Only not to see the tears slipping out of your eyes as you tried to keep a stoic face because you always hated looking weak.

-" I'd die for you-"

-" Yeah but that's not what I'm asking you to !" You finally exploded, and sure the neighbors must have heard you, but who cares ? Your heart was expressing itself, crying its pain for a lost brother and apparently a soon lost lover. " I'm asking you to live for me. But that... That, you wouldn't ".

And as Kakucho felt the life getting ripped off his bones by the most painful way, he wondered slightly, why was he doing this ? Couldn't he stop it, come home to you ?

But no. That was what Izana would have wanted, right ? To follow Mikey, to watch over Ran, team up with Rindou and Shion, those were his family, how could he let them down ?

-" Believe me, I'd die to punch my damn face, I hate to see you cry for me".

-" What do you expect me to do ? You show up here and tell me I'm about to lose my- " your breath hitched, his got caught in his throat. It was probably masochistic but he wanted to hear what you had to say.

Your... Your... Your what ?

-" do I even come to your mind sometimes ? "

Was that supposed to be some kind of joke ? He still could not think about you without feeling his heart getting ripped open.

-" I'd lie if I said it's just... Sometimes "

-" well I always thought you'd try everything before you gave up on us. Guess I was wrong. "

He never forgot how your story ended, but there in you he was finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where he left the words standing with sore feet.

It felt cheesy, yet who was he not to melt under your glance ? He placed your hand on his bare torso, under his jacket where you could feel his heart beating.

-" I ripped my chest open loving you. "

-" No that's false. "

It takes pain to understand pain. It took him the pain of your denial to understand the one in you.

-"If you really loved me, you would never have walked away" you pushed his hand away from you, but he wrapped his around your wrist and pulled you suddenly closer until you hit his torso.

-" I loved you enough to walk away !"

-" Oh please that's so fucking cliché-"

-" And screaming in the neighborhood at night isn't maybe ?" He scoffed, tightening his grip around your wrist, looking through your watering eyes as you glared at him. " Being a gangster sister isn't, maybe ? Dating his best friend wasn't ?"

-" just like leaving me because « I don't want you to get hurt» "

-" Yes they would've gone after you ! Izana was fucking gone- " his breath got caught in his throat, he figured out his voice never rose that way with you, yet you were not the least impressed. " You already lost someone you loved because of those fucking gangs, I didn't wanted you to feel it again".

-" Yes, 'cause I'm obviously walking on sunshine now " you scoffed, using your free hand to pull your hair back, he forced himself to calm down seeing your obviously overwhelmed face.

-" it doesn't matter anyway ".

His words hit you like the sky fell on you, you dropped your hand and closed your mouth to listen to what he had to say.

-" From tomorrow, all our reasons would be irrelevant, and I'd wish... I listened to my heart for once".

He was talking as if he knew the next morning would be the last time he woke up, as if he knew today was the last time he would talk to you, and it crushed your soul to see how pleading his eyes were.

And suddenly, as if you just opened your eyes, everything started getting clearer, priorities, important things. The months away didn't meant anything anymore, all of it sounded all of a sudden trivial things, considering the storm coming...

-" I look at you, and I see everything I've never had, never deserved-"

-" But hey I'm here. " You cut him off, Kakucho stiffened, his frown faltered, and you knew you would regret letting him in again but seeing the tiny spark of hope flickering in his eyes. " I'm here, and you can have me. "

The words were stolen from his throat, he pulled his head back slightly, were you serious ? Hell, if you were, he didn't deserve even a glance from you.

-" What... Wait what do you mean ?" His confusion could have made you laugh, if the situation wasn't this desperate.

-" Let's take it inside, yeah ? Think the neighbors hate us enough-"

-" Hell yeah !" You two startled, then turned your heard to the source of the sound to find miss Cho, throwing death glares at you two through her window. Somehow you couldn't help but let a smile curl your lips, and seeing this, Kakucho's heart raced faster in his chest.

She has been here, and silent. The only witness of the times you would sneak out of the house at night to join him in a late night ride, had been here to witness your stolen first kisses in the backyard, hidden where nobody could see you. She had seen it starting, and she would witness it ending...

He didn't changed through months and months, he was still the cutest human being you had ever known, he wouldn't even let you make tea for both of you, he did it, knowing the Kurokawa's kitchen like the back of his hand.

You two sat on that same couch, next to your brother's guitar. Time and circumstances could go to hell, because inside that heaven of yours, they weighted nothing. You still could talk about anything, he still could steal smiles from you effortlessly, and you could still steal his heart beats like no fight or hard workout ever did.

He'd explained about that fight, he'd held your broken gaze, and your hand as well, and though you didn't agree, though you didn't understood, you took it on you.

At some point, drunk on a feeling and the late night he'd stole a laughter from your lips, and he had hoped, Heaven ! He never asked something from the God's, he accepted since way too long he was born cursed for whatever he had done in a past life... Yet he wished, there would be a tomorrow. That tomorrow would mean he could hear his name slipping from your mouth.

He had to let you know, dear, your laugh fights my grief and ache better than I ever did.

-" Tell me how I could've lived without you ?"

And slowly, he watched you slipping between his fingers, water he had tried to grab. Your smile fell, he knew he had said the wrong words, they slipped right from his heart though.

He moved closer next to you on the couch and pulled you against his chest when you tried to pull away.

- " Hey, I'm sorry okay- please... Don't cry I-"

-" It has never been 'til death do us apart for us, right ?" You lifted your head to meet his gaze, he looked at you silently. " It's until death takes you away from me".

A losing game, not worth the effort, that is how he felt. A pain's magnet, he got addicted to you and would bring all his curses to you, he would stain you.

-" How could you love a disgusting mess like me ?"

Your chest tightened, indignation, if it was someone else, you would've beat the shit out of him with all what your brother taught you for daring to speak about Kakucho this way, but since it was him...

In no time, you straddled his lap and caught sight of the blush adorning his cheeks. True thing you two have never been in this position before, yet currently you couldn't care less.

Your hands gripped his chin and lifted his head to meet your gaze.

-" Say it again, Hitto ?" You had inquired, his mouth opened to speak yet you crushed his face between your hand almost painfully to shut him down. " Say this or even just think this about yourself again and I'll kick your balls ".

How could he eventually forget about who's blood was running through your veins ? His king's blood, the queen's blood. Your grip around his face was only tightening, and your eyes, well, they could have burned him to ashes if he wore something flammable.

A women worth a thousand soldiers, a queen never afraid to drop the crown for a good fight, and all of this, on top of his body...

Heaven, he was still a guy learning about his body, his urges, and your body straddling him was too much to bear.

-" You should-" he tried to speak, placing his hands hesitantly around your hips to gently push you off his lap, yet he hissed and felt a thunder passing by his crotch when you suddenly pressed your knee against it, though gently.

-" I'm not joking, Kaku. I'll crush them, if you dare talk about you this way".

Yes, he would not, he would never again, just please, for whatever's sake, did you knew your shorts were riding your thighs until they looked more like panties than shorts ?

-" You might be a merciless god outside this house " you added, he focused on the awesome color of your eyes in order to forget about the desire building up between his legs.

-" But with me, you're the sweetest human being ever".

And Kakucho Hitto had loved you with mouth sealed, hands bound, from distance.

He had loved you in loneliness, with patience, his heart breaking, his soul aching.

But nothing was to be compared to him loving you as you leaned toward his face, and your soft lips placed a quick kiss on his.

-" you don't know all of me" .

With an overwhelming monotony he declared, breaking his own heart and yours. And you couldn't help but think, damn the heavens, damn the continent, or whatever had made this man so insecure.

-" Fuck you, I do " you flashed the brightest smile you had at him, like smiling at a child who just said the dumbest thing, he was only a child in your hands as you cupped his cheeks that way.

-" I knew you, through your first bender with me in the basement and Izana nearly killed you for letting me drink".

He saw them in your eyes, those memories you talked about.

-" I know you still keep my picture in your wallet " your smile dropped a little, his eyes slipped toward your lips, heart racing against the time. " And you're almost always shirtless under your jackets, which you know, I find stupid as hell like damn wear a fucking shirt "

You laughed, and thousands of doves flew into his stomach, your face was truly a blow to his heart, and your hands on his cheeks the bandage.

-" And I know... You're beautiful" as soon as you uttered it, his eyes dropped down, yet you shook your head slightly and ignored his protests when you leaned over his face and placed your lips on his scar, just above his eye that he closed.

-" you talk and you talk, and I never apologize for drifting away while looking at your gorgeous face".

He shivered to the spine, might it be because of your words or your lips trailing kisses down his neck and slowly reaching for his bare chest under his jacket.

How could he even think he deserved you ? He was a good-for-nothing guy, no purpose or future except for serving others, why would you even love him ? You, beautiful, gorgeous, smart, kindhearted.

And there he was, a dove in your hands you were feeding crumbs of love to, healed his broken wings. An angel, you were, and when he couldn't fly, you placed your wings on his heavy burden and lift him up, and now you were taking the pain he brought in his hands because he was cursed.

He never felt this way, his heart felt like growing up until his chest seemed about to explode, and he doubted it was only because of the wet kisses you were leaving on his pecs ... Truth is, no one ever cared for him the way you did, you were too good to be true, to be on his side.

You were like, an old love song that people made love to, in a world that doesn't love with that same kind of soul anymore.

-" Such a pretty boy " you peered up at him, only there he figured out you were on your damn knees between his legs. How hadn't he see it before ? Oh well, maybe was he too caught in the feeling of your fleshy lips on his bare skin.

He cursed under his breath, his hand flew to tilt your head up when your hand on his abdomen found the waistband of his pants.

-" H-ey, whatcha doing ?"

You chuckled slightly staring at his red cheeks, as his hand reached for your arm and tried to pull you up, yet you could clearly see the bulge in his pants.

-" do you trust me, Kaku ?"

Why'd your eyes look at him as if he was so beautiful when they were the moon and the stars ? When your expectant parted open lips were the worst distraction in the world ? When your bare thighs looked as soft as a plush ?

-" hm, trust your girl ?"

His girl.

And in the end, salt calls the ocean home. And he guessed that is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.

-" With my life " he responded, eyes stuck in yours, your smile grew wider, and quickly, your hands pulled his pants and underwear down.

And the ways your pupils dilated when you saw his long, impressive length was something he would never forget.

Both of you were young, and he had touched himself plenty times before, thinking about you, but he would never have imagined to feel such a madness coursing through his blood when you would wrap your small hand around his member obviously too big for it.

-" Sh-shit " he cursed as you learned over it and brushed your lips multiple times against his tip, never taking it in mouth though teasingly giving him your doe eyes while placing kisses on top of his shaft.

-" Love, please ".

-" What is it that my pretty boy wants ?" Your innocent voice asked, which made him even harder in your hand.

-" Please, touch me, take me in ".

And who were you to refuse him anything ?

-" goddamn-" his hands flew to your hair, something he might have seen in some of the tapes Ran used to bring and might have thought to do with you.

Intoxicating, was the sight and feeling of your small mouth trying to take him in, and through the heat, he still felt your tongue swirling against his tip, making his balls feel heavier.

You gagged slightly around him in an attempt to take him deeper, your throat tightening around him got him throwing his head back and breathing faster, louder.

-" Pretty, takes me so damn good. But please, don't force yours- fuck !"

He was close, and certainly more now that you took all of him and your other hand began massaging his balls.

He pulled your hair stronger, if he knew it was kind of painful Kakucho would never forgive himself, but something about that pain had you rubbing your thighs together and panting with him in your mouth.

What a sweet torture, being trapped between your lips, he never would want any freedom.

None sweeter, nor slower death could save him, unable to resist your sweet lips around his flesh, the night intoxicated ; love and desire libidinal tryst, and grace fell, heaven and hell contented within your grip, temptation resonance ensnared by euphoria's debauched bliss.

And he'd touched himself before, but never came this much. Tried to make you pull away, yet you just clung on his thighs and swallowed his love, his poison in you, watching him shaking and throwing his head back, praising you and moaning your name in jerky breaths again and again.

Then the fallen angel would lift her head and look at him, her swollen pink lips smiling with his juices at the corner, her wet lashes and glossy eyes sparkling his darkest nights, and he was hard again.

Young, hard, and in love.

He pulled you back on his lap by your hand, you oblige and straddle him and he had to take it in him and ignore the wet spot on your shorts brushing against his sticky tip.

His hand would reach for your chin gently, making you look at him with doe eyes and a slight smile, and his heart would stumble on its own beats again.

-" how'd I deserved such a good girl, hm ?"

You would roll your eyes playfully, but he'd still catch the red twilight on your cheeks and lean in to kiss you, put his soul, heart and love in one single kiss.

Your hands would reach for his shoulders, and his head in your neck placing wet kisses would make you grind your hips against his. He would watch you trying to get off on his thigh, and fail, whimpering and whining.

-" You... Have you done it before ?" He would ask with the condom you just brought from your room in his hands, after the heat started turning unbearable.

You'd bit your lower lip, blink rapidly, resembling a fairy, or a dream, he would think, then shake your head. He'd find it funny, how you suddenly turned shy, then the realization would fall on him and he'd know he would be your first, and his chest would fill with pride and some guilt because hell he didn't deserve you.

Kakucho would love your body, not through words but through calloused fingers on your now bare breasts, soft thighs, swollen clit, slipping between your folds until your juices were dripping on his fingers and he would lick them clean, smirking at the blush on your cheeks.

-" Now I'm gonna make this pretty girl mine, yeah ? "

He would line his tip with your wet folds, both of you moaning when he slipped inside,and though Kakucho'd be sitting, he would feel himself floating.

-" You're so fucking tight, baby... Feel like heaven... "

Heaven, the Gods hated him, yet they gave him an angel for what might be his last night on earth, and it was enough, for he has never been so happy.

-" Kaku, please " you would beg once the pleasure takes the pain's place, he would ask you.

-" What is it that m'love wants, hm ? Jus' say the word and I'd give you the world ".

You would kiss him and ask him to move, and he would start slowly and gently pulling out and pushing back, swallow your moans in a kiss while feeling his guts burning.

He would feel so lucky, feel like flying when you would come around him and clench tight, roll your so enchanting eyes and bite your red lips, you would be mesmerizing and he would forget to chase his own pleasure for a minute.

Just a minute where the world stops, where he was just a guy and you just a girl, where the world was ending and the sky falling, and in the center of that chaotic poem two lovers, a fallen angel and a kindhearted devil kissing each other through the apocalypse.

Then he would come, so much more than the first time that he would even wonder could the condom take it ? He would feel all his limbs giving in and feel so lightheaded.

The gods would grant him a last gift as you would wrap your love and arms around his chest, lay your head on his racing heart and start humming your favorite song, singing a lullaby to the unworthy devil and coating him in pearls of love and perspiration.

-" can we stay like this ? I-I mean... A little longer ?"

You would lift your head, half-lidded tired eyes to look at his face so lovingly that for a second, he thought he was someone else, someone worthy.

With a smile, you would get up from his lap, and his heart would sink in his chest but for a short amount of time, since you'd just turn your back at him and sit between his parted legs, your back pressed against his chest to face the window and his arms would wrap around your waist.

-" I just want you to know that... Loving you had nothing with possessing you".

He started, you would press yourself tighter against his chest, and let your gaze get lost in Tokyo night lights through the window.

-" you've given me enough memories to last a lifetime, enough love to say I've had a fucking great life".

Your throat would tighten, you would start hearing the cracks of your hearts when he kisses your bare shoulder and adds.

-" and Love, my life worths nothing but I swear on whatever you want, if I come back tomorrow, I'd stop everything. And I'd stay with you ".

You would swallow hard, his head would nuzzle in your neck, where he could feel your pulse under his lips, and he would feel his throat tightening.

-" I would make love to you until carving my damn name inside you ".

His hands would slide on your belly, through your sorrow you would find it in you to smile and turn your head slightly toward his seductive grin, before it falters and his chest tightens again.

-" But if... I don't make it."

And there's, invisible hands would close around your neck, and he would kiss it to free you.

-" I'd be proud cause at least I did one thing right. I've had the right one. "

And Kakucho would figure out it has never been something as " what doesn't kill you make you stronger ", no. It whittles at your soul until you're living dead, just like the tear of yours he felt dropping on his hand around your abdomen.

-" You'd still be there to tell them 'bout me, hm ?"

And his voice would break, nothing more than Kakucho Hitto hiding his crying face in your neck, nothing more than the wetness making you break down in silent tears, holding the flesh around your chest, if only you could rip that heart away from there, give it to him, make him have two hearts for if ever something happens to the first, he would live through you, and you would live through him.

-" you'd write songs 'bout me, tell em how much of a coward I am. You'd love me back to life, yeah ? "

He'd swallow hard, trying to be as silent as possible, but the tears in his face would burn his cheeks until his heart combust , wasn't he too young to be this broken ?

You would nod your head fervently, slightly turn your head toward him and he would see your bloodshot eyes, and think of you as the saddest love song, the most soul-crushing painting, the prettiest of his scars.

And he would understand why Izana didn't wanted him around you, but he would never try to change the ending, maybe he would even come back to you sooner, and if you were a wildfire he would gladly burn in your flames until he was nothing more than ashes.

-" Look, love "

He would say, as he tilts your wet cheeks toward the window.

-" If i could, I'd take this world for you. I'd give it all to my love "

And you would explode in cries again, he would tighten his arms around you and press you against him.

It was so pure, naked hearts and bare bodies pressed around each other, and if he could, he would hold you like you two had no bones , like each rib could come and crush together and melt into the sinews of hearts, and your skin fuses together, he would hold you forever the closest.

The war getting ready, soldiers cleaning their armors, others shining their swords...

The world was ending, and the flames shining, but until the daylight, he would hold you, and until his last breath, he would love you.

-" Love slipped beyond my reaches, but baby, this world is ours, tonight ".

He would tilt your head toward the window, looking at the outside world, and would place a kiss on top of your head when you would sob.

-" Ours ?" You would ask, lifting your head and watering eyes to ask him, and he would kiss you like the world was ending, but before, he would promise.

-" Ours. Our world. "

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I'm fucking crying okay ? It's 4am and I'm fucking crying.

However, I wouldn't mind making a second part for an eventual happy ending if you guys like this one, anyway, I'm gonna cry again.

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