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celabi · 3 years ago

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𝐺𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝑂𝑌 🎮

# Synopsis - Getting needy while your lover boy ignores you for his gaming session.

# Featuring - Chifuyu, Hanma, Takemitchi, Mitsuya x f!reader.

# Warnings - nsfw + oral(M) + dirtytalk + dry humping + spanking + fingering + hair pulling + exhibition (?) + daddy and slut naming.

# Note - supporting gamer boys from under the desk [moans]

✰ 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥�� 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧 — 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 ✰

# CHIFUYU MATSUNO

“Baby,” he cooed out, slightly turning his head to face yours and giving you a small, loopy smile. “Not now.” His voice was too quite for your liking, almost like as if his friends heard him from through the headset he would get embarrassed. And you could already hear his teammates questioning ‘What’re you doing Matsuno? Where in a game’ and ‘pay attention to the level.’ Hakkai and Nahoya’s voice you heard.

“But— you said only an hour… three hours ago.” You mumbled, tugging on his shirt before dipping your head in the crook of his neck. “I miss you.” He let out a breathless chuckle and quickly pressed his lips to your hair, giving you a small kiss before averting the half of his attention you had back to the screen. ‘Give your wifey what she wants dude.’ You heard Draken laugh through the mic.

Another ten minutes went by and you had still not gotten what you wanted, and he could feel your hard stare from the back of his head— since you moved away and sat near the headboard while leaving him to sit on the front edge. He did feel guilty, seeing as he invited you over to hang out and have some along time but instead got invited to play a new game with his friends.

But he knew he fucked up when you got up and walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind you to not alert his gameplay. He let out a small ‘shit’ and was tempted to follow after you as he heard your small footsteps pad down the hallway but he had just got to the final stage and didn’t want his hard word to be lost.

‘Sorry [Name]’ he though and continued to play— so focused on winning that he didn’t hear the door creek open again— or see you slowly waddle over to him, no until you got down on your knees and crawled in between his legs, ducking down so you don’t get in the way on the tv. “Fuyu’ don’t you miss me too?”

He let out a shaky sigh and move the mic away from his mouth, “Course’ I do pretty girl, give me ten more minutes and I’ll give you what you want, is that okay?”

No it wasn’t, and you showed him that. Softly shaking you head, you put on a pout and slowly trailing your hands up his legs, stopping only when you reached his crotch area. “S’not okay.” You mumbled and put on your best sad face, resisting the urge to smirk when he squeezed his legs together.

His fingers slowed down its movements on the joysticks and you fingers circled around the outline of his clothed cock that peeked though, and he ever so slightly bucked his hips forward when you pulled away. ‘What’s going’ on over there bro?’ ‘Why you breathin’ so heavy?’ He heard from the other side on the line, and he slowly pulled the mic back to his lips. “Sorry, it’s really h-hot in my room.”

He could hardly sit still and watched with half lidded eyes when you slowly started tugging on the zipper to his jeans. But only doing just that— not attempting to pull his pants off anytime soon, showing him just how you felt.

“P-please baby, want you to touch me.” He whimpered out, hand wrapped around the mic so his friends couldn’t hear the needy state he was in, he was sure that they would tease him to the day he drops.

You let out a laugh, making sure to lean closer and fluttering your eyelashes while you looked up at him. “And why should I? When you left me all lonely before.”

“M’so so sorry baby, won’t do it again, please touch me.” He was whining at this point, with his sweating hands barely hanging onto the controller and his chest heaving up and down rapidly.

“Take your pants off by yourself, Fuyu’ I’m not gonna help you when you were ignoring me.” And you let out an amused chuckle when he chucked the controller next to him and abruptly shooting up, trying to tug his pants off as fast as he could.

You came face to face with his boxers and you shook your head, “Those too baby, I can’t do everything for you now can I?” You chuckled.

He swiftly pulled down his underwear and let out a hiss when his cock sprung up and hit his abdomen, pre cum dribbling out from the slit. You watched in amusement as he started pumping himself in front of your face, bucking his hips into his hand and letting out small mewls.

With one hand wrapped around his base, he used the other grab the back of your head and pulled you into him, pressing his dick against you nose. “Suck me off baby, please… Need it so bad.” He grunted.

Though his words got suck in his throat when you flopped out your tongue and glided the wet muscle up his length, making sure to lather it up with your saliva. “Mhm— like that?” You hummed out, it sending vibrations onto Chifuyu as he left out a loud, and drawn whine.

“Y-yeah! Fuck— just like that, so good.”

You brought you hands up and pressed onto his bare thighs, pushing him back onto the bed and climbing on top of him, cock rubbing against your clothed cunt as you sat on his lap.

The sight below you was gorgeous, black hair all dishevelled while his shirt rolled up his stomach, exposing the abs he worked so hard for. His teeth were biting down into his bottom lip while he gazed up at you with lust filled eyes.

“Gonna let me play with you? Pretty boy.” He nodded, too quickly but In to deep to feel embarrassed about it, and reached out to grip your thighs and pull you closer.

But just as he brought his hand up, he accidentally knocked the controller that was next to him while it fell to the floor, pulling the headset cable out along with it.

It disconnected and aloud the sound come from the speakers on the TV.

“Aye! Way to go Chifuyu!”

“Dude we’re in call and you’re getting head?”

“Really Matsuno? You lucky bastard.”

“Oi! Plug that mic back in.”

“Shut the hell up Pah!”

Chifuyu’s whole face was red, and he was sweating nervously, and although you knew he wasn’t one to flaunt his sex life, you could feel as his dick twitched from under you.

You gave him a small— sly smile and pointed to the headphones that were on the floor. “Naughty boy, you like when your friends hear you moan?” You teased and ran your hands up his chest, stopping at his neck and slowly tracing his Adam’s apple with your thumb. “Come on baby… they’re waiting.”

He slowly nodded and leaned over to grab the headphones, plugging them back in and putting them over his ears. “Mhm— fuck, s-sorry boys.” He mumbled, biting back a whine when you rolled your hips against his.

“S’all good man! Sounds like you’re getting put in your place though…”

You boyfriend let out a small whine, before slowly nodding to himself and watched you let out a small amused chuckle. “Y-yeah, she is. I don’t— I don’t mind though.”

You leaned down towards his red face and grazed your lips against his trembling ones, he felt your breath fan his face and he gulped. “Gonna let me play with you, Pretty boy.” And he could only nod, because he knew.

Knew you were more than just that little innocent girl his friends saw you as, and he was at the end of said present.

Hanma was never really one to play video games, and he was always out side and about. But today the weather was terrible, and was stuck inside, playing his console to waste time.

“Babe, this Kisaki guy sucks ass at this game.” Your boyfriend laughed, planting a kiss to your shoulder while his eyes were glued to the screen.

You sat in between his legs while he rested his back against the head board, you own back flushed against his chest. His arms were wrapped around your frame while his fingers moved around with the controller, leaning his chin on your head.

‘Shut up, you ask me to play and then insult me.’ You heard Kisaki’s voice through the headset, and you let out a laugh. You haven’t met him yet, but what Hanma has told you is that he’s absolutely nuts, and it’s not like he let you get involved in his gang stuff anyways.

He leaned his head down and rested his chin on your bare shoulder— it being bare due to him saying it would be more comfortable. In reality, he just wanted you naked.

“Oh? Getting needy are we now?” He cooed when he felt you shift around in his lap, but you only shook you head with a small chuckle.

“No way, just getting comfortable.” Rubbing your hands up his arms, they tailed down to his hands that gripped the controller before stopping— tracing your fingers around the ink of his infamous tattoo.

“You always fiddle with that one—” he noted, not understanding why you don’t acknowledge his hand that held the kanji with sin. “Any reason?”

“Not really, just—” you stopped and lifted his arms with yours, and pressed kisses along his roughed up knuckles. “Like punishment s’all.”

He smirked, moving the switch and holding it in his left hand, while the other rubbed along your stomach. “Oh? Is that a new guilty pleasure I sense?”

‘Don’t start that shit here.’ He heard Kisaki growl on the other end, and he only laughed.

“Sorry boss.”

“What’d he say?” You questioned, craning your neck to face his shit eating grin, suspicious.

“Oh nothing— just how he wants to hear us go at it like rabb-”

‘I didn’t fucking say that you shit!!’

You heard that one, your boyfriend more then you as you watched him since and pull the headphones off his ears, with a small ow before you both fell into a small pot of laughter.

“He’s a good dude— trust, sweet cheeks.” Shuji grinned, rubbing your hips before turning back to the game. “Cant say the same about his gaming experience though.”

‘Oh fuck off, I’m leaving.’

[H1nA.l0ver has left the game]

“And then there were two.”

You nodded, closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest, his hand leaving your leg before going back to the device.

It was getting pretty boring— your boyfriend was a fun guy, always being involved in stuff that wasn’t at all entertaining— but when you just sat there and did nothing except stare at a screen, you did get a bit restless.

“Baby,” you whined, looking up to meet his eyes— watching as he flopped out his tongue. “Wanna play with you.”

“Hm? I only have one controller, babe.” He laughed, but you only fluttered your eyes lashes at him.

“I know…” he gave you a confused face before it converted into realisation, before a large— sly smile broke out.

“Oh, I see,” placing the controller to his side, he gripped your hips and flipped you around so you were facing him— his hands trailing on your thighs and to the circle of your back. “So you were getting needy, huh?” He cooed.

Rolling your eyes, your hands made quick work and reached behind you to unclasp your bra— and he watched with piercing eyes as his favourite pair of tits flopped out. “Mhm— atta girl.”

His hand latched onto your boob, while his thumb circled around your hard nipple, pinching when you let out a whine.

“Stand up and get rid of those pants.” He ordered, slapping your ass when you crawled off and pulled down your bottoms— along with him who started unbuttoning his own pants.

“Here,” he patted his lap, cock now leaning out and open as he waited for you to crawl back in. “Pop a squat.”

He let out a grunt when your cunt grazed over his hard cock before gripping you hair tightly in his fist and pulled your head back— making your back arch while your looked to the roof. “Ah!— Shu’!”

“What is it angel face, like gettin’ tossed around like a doll?” He huffed, slowly aligning his cock at your hole before— without warning, sinking into your.

“O-oh yeah! Like it so much daddy!” You cried, hands trying to grab onto his arms but couldn’t as he grabbed them and pulled them away behind your back.

“Ah ah ah— no touching, slut.” he hissed as your walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper in your tight hole. “Oh? Liked that huh? Being called a slut, didn’t know my baby was such a whore.”

He bucked his hips up, staring intently as your breasts bounced around. “Looking good.” He mumbled to himself, chuckling.

Reaching over to the night stand, you rummaged around the draw to pull out a cigarette, along with a lighter before turning back towards you.

“Hold this baby,” he said and before you found react— the cancer stick was placed in between your patted lips. He laughed when you let out a hum, before slowly flicking his thumb over the spring of the flame. “Sit still now okay? Don’t want my pretty girl to get burned.”

You nodded, and watched with lidded eyes as he lit the end of the cigarette before chucking the lighter aside. You tried not to suck in the smoke— but failed when a harsh slap was sent to your ass.

He watched you hack at your lungs before taking it away from you lips with a small ‘oops, my hand slipped.’

He brought the cigarette to his lips before taking a long drag, leaning up and exhaling the smoke onto your belly button.

“S-Shuji.. please— more.” Begging for him while you humped up and down his thick cock was definitely a sight, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“That good huh?” He knew it was, with the experience he had, he could confidently say he knew how to make a women cum in just mere minutes.

“Gonna let daddy cum in this pretty pussy? Yeah?” He asked, biting down on the cig to keep it in his mouth before swiftly flipping you up and over so you were now arching down, your ass right in front of his face.

It was kinda embarrassing when he whistled behind you, but it washed away when you felt his dick slap against your ass cheek, before being slammed back onto his cock.

“M’gonna fill you up so full, you’ll be dripping chin for weeks.”

# TAKEMITCHI HANAGAKI

“[Name], I-I cant see the screen.” Your boyfriend whispered, craning his head around your neck so he could continue playing. ‘[Name]! Stop interrupting the crybaby and let us playyy.’ You heard Makoto from the other side of the mic, along with Yamagishi agreeing.

“But Mitchi’ I wanna cuddle with you.” You mumbled into his neck, pressing soft kissed along his skin. You heard him let out a gasp, before one of his sweaty hands made its way and rested on your hip.

“B-but we can cuddle later, I told you I w-was going to play with my friends.” He stuttered, ears twitching when your hot breath fanned his neck. “C’mon pretty, I’ll spend time with y-you a bit later, okay?” He gave you a small, wobbly smile, hoping you’d back down.

And you did, surprisingly.

“Akkun.. this game is kind of violent, can we play like— animal crossing or something else?” Takemitchi sweat dropped when his friends were screaming, yelling crazy things like ‘Murder that bitch! She just bumped into me.’ Or ‘let’s go to the strip club, I wanna see boobies!’

They were talking so loud that even you could hear them, who moved away from your boyfriend and sat in the corner of your room— scrolling away on your phone.

“UHM— let’s not!” You laughed at the embarrassment evident in Takemitchi’s voice, as if you would yell at him for visiting a virtual strip club, in a video game, grand theft auto at that.

You shook your head, before your eyes went back to your phone, only to pause when a certain video game up on your tiktok FYP.

A video of a girl— sending her nude photos to her boyfriend while they were in the same room. You watched as the boy in the video snapped his head to the girl before smirking, and walking over before picking her up and slumping her over his shoulder, then the video ended.

It popped in your head, and knew the outcome wouldn’t be the same— Takemitchi could barely hold onto the shopping bags, as if he could chuck you on his shoulder like a sack of potato’s.

You shook your head, exiting the app and opening messages, clicking on your boyfriends contact— doing what you needed to do before putting your phone away and standing up.

You heard a ding, and took that as your sign to leave. “Gonna get a drink, want anything?” You watched him pick up his phone and shake his head, getting a ‘no thanks.’ In response.

Just as you closed the door— he clicked the notification and almost screamed when your nude body popped up.

You your camera angled to the mirror, you were on your knees and elbows while your back arched— propping your ass up in the air and on display.

He could see your bare tits being pushed up in between your arms, with your hard nipples out in the open.

The phone cover most of your face, yet he could see a small— sly smile peeking out from the side.

He let out a shaky breath, eyes still glued to the screen while he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “T-thats not fair baby.” He whispered, jumping when he got a response.

‘Did you call me Baby?! Are you cheating on [Name]… with me?’ He heard Makoto gag, with his friends joining in and he let out a scream. His head shot up.“What the—?! Ew no! What the fuck.” He fought back, his face pale as a ghost.

His eyes found their way back to his phone, eyes glued to the curve of your hips and all over you body. He soon felt uncomfortable in his pants, and looked down to see his boner poking through the fabric of his sweats. Letting out a shit before throwing his head back.

But then— Two more notifications dinged on his phone, and he saw that you had sent two more attachments.

Hesitantly clicking on them, his breath hitched as you once again— were naked on the screen.

This time though, the photos you took were with the clothes you were wearing only minutes ago. His oversized jumper rolled up in one of your hands while letting your bar be in the whole frame. The same red lacy bra that he had brought you two days ago.

The other photo though, was with your bottom half, sitting on the ground while your legs spread to show off your glistening cunt— one hand pinching your clit while you took the photo.

He didn’t realise, but his hand was gripping his thigh so tight that his knuckles had turned white, and his tongue being bit in between his set of teeth.

He must of been so out of it that he didn’t hear you open the door, or make you way over to him, leaning you hands on his tense shoulders. “Like them? Took them just for you.” You whispered in his ear after you removed the earphones from his head.

“[Name]… why’d— why’d you do that?” He staggered out, not trusting his facial expressions to turn around and face you, but he didn’t have to try— as you already gripped his chin and craned his head in your direction.

“Why not?” You giggled, slowly trailing your hand down his bicep and towards his hand— that still held his phone. “I wanted a reaction out of you, and I got it, go on— continue playing.”

He shook his head and let out an embarrassing chuckled before pointing down at his crotch. “H-how am I supposed to with that.” That bring his aching cock that pulsed in his pants.

You let out a fake, surprised gasp before tutting, making him even more embarrassed then he was before.

“Such a naughty boy, getting a boner with just a lewd photo? I’m disappointed, Takemitchy.” You joked, and not back a hysteric laugh when he opened his mouth like a fish— trying to say anything in his defence. “But—”

You hands stopped at the hem of his pants before you slipped one in and played with his dick trough his underwear. “I guess it can’t be helped.”

You pulled away, and he let out a loud whine— being so needed that he replaced your hand with his own, and started stroking his length.

He felt his chair being slightly pulled away from the desk before the warmth of your hand leaving his arm. And with lidded eyes, he watched you get down on your knees and crawl under the desk, popping your head out and spreading his legs with your hands.

“Buck your hips up baby, gonna’ take off your pants.” You said, and helped tug them down to his ankles, along with his briefs.

You both watched as his cock sprung out and hit his abdomen, tip red and sticky— leaking with pre cum. He hissed, throwing his head back into the chair.

“So hard baby… all for me?” you teased, watching as his cock twitched in excitement at your words. He nodded vigorously, humming in agreement.

“Yes babe! So— mhm, so hard for you, only you!” He cried out, bucking his hips up to try and gain tension. “Fuck! [Name], please please touch me.” Letting out a small curse when you finally did.

You wrapped your hands— both of them— around his dick and slowly started to pump him, he was more large then people would think, normally assuming his dick was small with the way he acted but no, he was around seven inches, having enough width to stuff you real nice.

“Oh god! Love your soft hands, m’wanna cum so ha-” he was cut off when his cock was taken into your mouth, moaning out when you lapped your tongue around him. “Oh Jesus!”

“What was that?” You hummed around him, and he jerked his hips with the vibration sent around his shaft. “Gonna cum already?”

He nodded, his arms gripping the handle of the chair to keep him stable.

He was always one to not be able to sit still while you touched him, always jolting and twitching around, and his hands were never able to keep to themselves.

He released one hand from the arm and tangled in into your hair, gripping your head and pushing you down onto him, he heard you gag, but too deep in pleasure to stop. “Fuck! I’m cumming!”

He filled up your mouth with his hot cum, his cock head being pushed passed your uvula and allow his load to drop down your throat. “Please swallow it baby! Please please please!” He chanted, and peered down at you, watching as you harshly gulped.

His dick left your lips with a pop and he watched in daze as it sprung up and slapped against your cheek, your saliva running down your chin.

“Fuckkkk—” he slurred, and his eyes fluttered open out of exhaustion.

You crawled out from under the table and went to comfortably sit on his knee, using your foot to rub up his leg. “Came so much, pretty boy.” You murmured into his neck, nuzzling your nose onto his skin.

He only hummed in response, too tired to say actual words— and was about to hold onto your waist until a voice interrupted him, or three voices.

“T-takemitchi… you didn’t u-unplug y-your microphone.” Akkun whispered, his face was red and controller left unintended on the floor, it being dropped from his hands the moment he heard you gag.

“Holy fuck! That was so hot! How’d it feel man?!” Makoto yelling, and he was flush against his Tv— hoping that he could hear more.

“Not fair, not fair, not fair!” Yamagishi cried, slamming his fists on the table in front of him, hearing you tease takemitchi though the call only excited him— yet angered him at the same time. “When will it be my turn…”

Takuya left the moment he heard his friend gasp, and he knew you were the reason. He didn’t want to hear that shit, and he was sure Takemitchi didn’t know he was still on call.

Your boyfriends eyes shot open, and he looked at the screen to see he was in fact still connected and online, it must of slipped his mind as his dick slipped in your mouth. “G-guys?! you didn’t t-think to leave so we could have privacy!?” He cried and rushed to hang up, not even waiting for them to respond.

With your laugh only fuelling his embarrassment, “c’mon pretty boy, don’t feel shy.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek before sliding off his lap. “Besides— sounds like they enjoyed it.”

# MITSUYA TAKASHI

You watched as he sat at his desk, tapping away on his keyboard and clicking the mouse. It was unusual for Takashi to be sat there, and more weird for him to be playing video games, especially since he was a very busy man, seeing as he was a famous fashion designer.

“Hakkai, you’re going the wrong way.” You heard him chuckle, and you peeked around his chair to see him playing minecraft.

You couldn’t hear from the line of the call, but he must of said something insulting as your husband let out an offended gasp. “Rude, you’re just jealous you play this game everyday— yet still aren’t good.”

It went on like that for the next hour, and you did whatever you could to try and find some entertainment. From reading to listening to music to even braiding Takashi’s long hair, which he pulled you down to press a chaste kiss on your cheek only to pull away and put his attention back on the screen. Rude

“Baby—” You whined out, leaning over the chair and dipping your head into the crook of his neck, and he shifted in his seat when your hot breath fanned his skin. “I’m bored.”

‘Oh? Is that [Name]?! Hey [Name]! Sorry for taking your precious husbands time but I thought we could catch up over a game.’ You we’re closer now so you could hear Hakki in the background, along with Yuzuya who also screamed in the back hoping you could hear her. ‘[Name]’s there?! Her girl! When ar—‘ she was cut off when here and Hakkai started play fighting.

Takashi let out a small laugh, turning his head up to face you, who was snuggling into his neck. “Those two— always ask about you a work.”

“Hm? That’s nice…” You mumbled back, letting out a sigh which vibrated onto his neck. He swivelled his chair away from the desk and faced you before softly grabbing your hips— pulling you onto his lap and teasing his hands on you waist.

“Something wrong, love?” He asked, and gave you a smile when you lifted you heard to face him— only for it to drop when you turned away. “Baby? What the matter?”

“Nothing…” You huffed, slowly going to hop of his lap but his hands held you still in place, “let go Takashi.” He only carefully grabbed the back of your head and pulled you to his chest— rubbing your back with his other hand.

“No pet names? What happened to pretty boy? Or babe?” He joked, and he knew you weren’t mad— seeing as you were placing small kisses along his jaw and towards his cheek.

“Pay attention to me, you’ve been playing this game for too long.” He moved his hand to the mouse and muted his microphone, before turning back to you.

“Oh I see, you’re jealous.” He winked at you, and laughed when you playfully rolled your eyes. “There’s that gorgeous smile I love to see.”

“M’not jealous, just miss you s’all.”

“Miss me? But I’m right here.” He licked his lips and leaned in to capture yours, humming in content when you returned the kiss.

“I know,” You said when you both pulled away, looking into his eyes. “Just want to be close to you.”

He smirked— one you didn’t see as you were looking at Hakkai’s block character hit Takashi’s on the screen. “Oh? Be quite then.”

You snapped your neck to him, “Excuse m-” you didn’t finish as you watched him adjust the headphones on his ears and turn back to the game.

“Sorry man, just had to use the bathroom.” He unmuted his mic and you could only watch in confusion as he used his left hand on the keyboard while leaving his mouse unattended— instead putting his free hand and sliding it under your shirt and rubbing your back.

‘Yeah? Took you long enough! I died multiple times cause you didn’t protect me.’

You felt his hand glide up your spine and towards the strap if your bra— fiddling around with it for a moment before it finally unclasped. How he could undo a bra with one hand still amazed you, since you still struggled to put it on with both of your hands.

You said his name is a small whisper, yet he didn’t respond— instead using two fingered to tap the hem of your back. “Arms up, okay?”

You did as told with no complaints, and he brought his hands up to take your shirt up and over your head. He let out a content sigh at the sight, your bra barely hanging on your shoulders while your perky nipples threatened to peek out.

“Mmm— always so pretty for me.” He teased, leaning forward and pressing kisses on your stomach and making his way up— before his nose was rubbing against bar of your bra. He looked up at you with expecting eyes and wiggling his eyebrows.

You knew what he wanted, shrugging your shoulders and allowing the only layer that separated your tits from his view— to fall off.

Using his feet to pull the chair closer to the desk, his hand left your hips and rested on one of your breasts, letting out a smirk when your breath hitched.

“Nipples hard for me already, baby?” He made sure to push his microphone away and talk in a small voice all so Hakkai couldn’t hear as he teased you, he didn’t want you to feel embarrassed after all.

‘Hey! Taka! Stop spinning in circles and help me finish building our house.’

“Hop of for a second.” He mumbled into your hair and softly pulled your legs off him and helped you stand up, with unamused eyes— you watched him go back to playing his game, while you stood there topless.

He didn’t turn his head, but looked towards you and smiled, muting his microphone one more time. “I’ll let you sit on my again— when you’re stripped down to nothing, okay?”

He held back a chuckle when you rushed yo remove your pants, along with your underwear and leaving you standing there with your whole body on display. “Good girl,” he patted his lap. “Take a seat.”

You crawled onto his lap, putting your calves on either side of his thighs with your back facing the computer screen. Your bare cunt was rutting against clothed cock, with his hard on growing each time you humped onto him. “I can feel you dripping onto me baby, wet already?”

You nodded, looking away in embarrassment when you did in fact— feel a wet patch start to form on the crotch.

You heard a laugh, before a hand landed on your leg, slowly making its way towards your inner thigh before cupping your pussy in his large hand. You gasped, leaning onto him when his finger started playing around with you clit. “Shh, I’m still on a call with Hakkai… you don’t want him to hear us, do you?”

You clenched your legs together, and slowly shook your head no. “Mhm, didn’t think so, you break the poor boy and he wouldn’t be able to look at you for weeks.”

“Touch me more please baby…”

He hummed— and didn’t waste any more time before slowly sinking his middle finger into your inviting hole, loving how you squeezed your eyes tight and let your head lull into his neck.

He added another finger, using them to scissor inside. “So tight, m’kinda jealous you’re not sucking my cock in instead.” He laughed, and he could feel your nipples rub against his shirt while his chest vibrated.

“Gonna’ have to lean to the side sweetheart, I can’t see the screen.”

You did as told, putting both your arms to the left and arching you back so he could see over you, it was slightly uncomfortable, but with your count being finger fucked, it didn’t really bother you.

You stared rubbing your hips into his hand— hoping to grab more tension between the two of you, but let out a whine when he stopped and pulled out his now, slick costed fingers.

“Such a naughty girl,” he tutted, shaking his head in false disappointment before slowly standing up— taking you with him.

He hoisted you over his shoulder and placed his hand firmly on your bare ass, keeping you secure so you didn’t fall off.

Leaning down to the desk, and hovering his hand over the mouse. “Sorry dudeee—” he drew out, squeezing the flesh of your bum before continuing. “Iv gotta go, one of my models is being difficult and begging for my assistance at the studio.”

You heard Hakkai on the other side— saying not to worry and that they should play again soon. Your husband agreed, before shutting down his PC and walking over towards the bed— chucking you onto it.

You laid on your back and watch him strut over towards you, eyes glued onto your naked body while his hands worked away with the fly of his jeans, tugging them down and leaving him in only his briefs.

“You’ve been kinda broad today [Name], don’t you think? What I think, is that you should be punished for your bad behaviour, yeah?”

Property of @seiishy— please DO NOT copy, translate or post onto other sites such as whattpad and AO3. Reblogs are very much appreciated, mwah ♡︎

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mulletmitsuya · 3 years ago

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Toman groupchat ft. the girls!

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, mentions of alcohol, mentions of underage drinking, also my headcanon that senju is a lesbian

Desc: Toman's plans a movie night with some visitors, chaos ensues

Baji: Mikey i've been knocking for ages now

Baji: open the fucking door

Mitsuya: you guys said 6pm right?

Baji: yeah but i came early and i need to take a shit

Mikey: sorry, i was jerking off

Mikey: and why would you wait to shit specifically at my house?? why didn't you shit at your own?

Baji: i didn't fucking need to then asshole

Mitsuya: dm each other, god

Mitsuya: we don't need to know this shit

Draken: i'm fucking nervous

Baji: why?

Draken: what if this guy figures out i'm not 18

Mitsuya: are you still at the convenience store???

Mitsuya: Draken it's been 30 minutes

Baji: you look grown as hell

Baji: and we're 17 so we're basically 18

Mitsuya: no, we're 17

Baji: mmmm basically 18

Kazutora: if you don't bring the alcohol i'm gonna stick a fucking cactus up your ass

Mikey: so, Emma wants to join

Kazutora: NO

Kazutora: ITS BOYS NIGHT

Mitsuya: it's movie night? anyone can watch the movie

Baji: but what about all the manly stuff we were gonna do 😐

Baji: Emma can't take a tackle and a knee to the ribs

Baji: but you know who can?

Kazutora: the boys 😎

Baji: the boys😎

Draken: ??

Mikey: ok so Emma has now told Hina, who's told Yuzuha

Mikey: ig the girls are coming over

Draken: I THINK THE GUY IS GETTING SUSPICIOUS

Draken: I'VE GOT THE BEERS

Draken: HOWEVER THEY ARE STOLEN

Draken: BECAUSE I STOLE THEM

Kazutora: dumb bitch

Draken: i've never shoplifted before i feel so bad

Draken: anyway

Draken: can i bring a friend?

Mitsuya: who

Kazutora: why are you letting trespassers in our circle

Mikey: wait y'all i'ma add the girls cause they keep asking me questions individually

*Mikey added Emma, Yuzuha and Hina*

Draken: she's kinda lonely and has no friends her age. Takemitchy knows her. they kinda went on a date idk. she's cool and her brother basically begged me to find her friends

Hina: Takemitchy went on a date with someone?😊

Draken: when did Hina get here?????

Draken: hi Hina

Draken: it was a friend date don't worry

Baji: haven't you caught Takemitchy lacking twice now

Emma: Hi Draken😊

Draken: Hi Emma 👍

Draken: how are you today

Emma: i'm fine! and you

Draken: i'm great. happy that you will be watching the movie with us. looking forward to your company

Mikey: 💀

Baji: that was so hard to read

Draken: maybe because you're fucking stupid

Baji: maybe so

Chifuyu: am i bringing the snacks?

Chifuyu: oh

Chifuyu: hello ladies

Hina: hi Chifuyu ☺

Chifuyu: hi Hina😚

Baji: ayo why the puckered lips

Baji: fucking cheater

Baji: all bisexuals are whores

Baji: can't keep it in your fucking pants

Baji: i hate men

Chifuyu: I JUST SAID HI????

Hina: Baji-kun! Chifuyu is not attracted to me! i have a boyfriend!

Mikey: I don't think he's good for you Hina, break up with him. you deserve better tbh

Emma: 🤨

Hina: i appreciate it Mikey-kun, but me and Takemitchy are very happy :)

Mikey: that's great 😐

Mikey: *☺

Mikey: sorry, i used the wrong emoji

Hina: i'm sure you did🤗

Mikey: yeah haha😁

Hina: yeah..🙂

Draken: i'm gonna add her btw

*Draken has added *** *** *** *

Draken: this is Akashi Senju btw

Baji: SENJU???????????

Baji: AKASHI SENJU???

Draken: that's what i said, yes

Senju: huh

Senju: hello

Senju: are you my new friends?

Senju: great!

Senju: are any of you single?

Senju: if so!

Senju: are any of you looking for a cute, 5'1, extremely strong, extremely attractive, girlboss girlfriend?

Senju: that is me!

Senju: my dm's are open

Emma: the entrance

Emma: i love her already

Emma: hello Senju!! i'm Sano Emma!

Hina: Tachibana Hinata here!

Mitsuya: Yuzuha are you not gonna speak at all💀

Yuzuha: ...

Yuzuha: hello

Yuzuha: i'm Shiba Yuzuha

Yuzuha: nice to meet you, ig

Yuzuha: where's my brother

Mitsuya: sorry, Hakkai can't be on his phone rn, i'm measuring something. we'll be done just now

Senju: woah there buddy

Senju: sounds kinda gay to me

Yuzuha: lol

Yuzuha: wait ew

Yuzuha: he's a fashion designer

Senju: my bad

Draken: she'll fit right in, i think

Baji: SENJU

Senju: bestie why do you keep saying my name idk who you are

Baji: IT'S ME, KEISUKE

Baji: THE ONE WITH THE FANG

Baji: WELL 2 NOW

Senju: ???????

Senju: DIDN'T YOU DIE??

Baji: THAT WAS LIKE 2 YEARS AGO, THINGS CHANGE

Senju: IESHHSKSKS

Senju: IT IS YOU

Draken: you know each other??

Senju: mhm!

Senju: joint Trauma 😊

Senju: now you reminded me of Mikey☹️

Baji: ....uhm💀

Draken: you know Mikey?

Senju: yes yes. Sano Manjiro

Senju: worse person to ever exist

Emma: 💀

Senju: WAIT

Senju: SANO EMMA

Senju: ARE YOU MIKEY'S SISTER

Senju: DIDN'T YOU DIE???

Senju: NAUR WHAT'S GOING ON

Emma: no i just have a bald spot now :((

Senju: GLAD TO SEE YOU'RE ALIVE BESTIE

Senju: you're too hot to die :(

Senju: the girls here are so cute!

Hakkai: ...

Hakkai: ....

Hina: oh no :(

Hina: there are too many women here

Hina: Hakkai will not be functioning

Hina: Senju-chan, please don't take it personally

Yuzuha: yeah he's womanphobic if that's a thing

Emma: even through text? :(

Yuzuha: he can only talk to Hina and that took years

Senju: it's cause he's gay innit❓

Yuzuha: no, mommy issues

Yuzuha: but that could be a the reason idk

Senju: oh

Senju: doesn't that mean you have mommy issues?

Yuzuha: ig

Senju: i do too :)

Senju: we have a lot in common ;)

Yuzuha: uh

Kazutora: the women have taken over the chat

Kazutora: this is what i was afraid of

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s-hera · 3 years ago

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Tokyo Revengers Character As A Male Wife/ House husband. [Mdni]

Tw: Mention of impregnation, strap on. bratty sub, Degrading, anal fucking (male receive), pegging, p*rn link, Face humping. dom/sub! Reader.

A/n: All characters are aged up. if the link doesn't work right, not my problem :)

Perfect obedient male wife. The one that knows how to cook your favorite food, yes that. You're very busy to have a baby so you two decided to be a fur parents, which isn't a bad idea, he won't feel lonely when you aren't around. You would always see them on the couch sleeping, waiting for you, which is very heartwarming. Good wife doesn't get punishments instead they get gifts.

To be honest they're not sub in bed, especially if you have switch energy. It's more like give and take in bed. There are sometimes they want to be pegged (especially those names with Bold Letters.)

➤ Inui Seishu, Mitsuya Takashi, Ken Ryuguji, Hakkai Shiba, Kakucho Hitto, Shinichiro Sano, Keizou Arashi, Souya kawata.

Almost perfect unlike the first one, this male wife makes mistake like a lot but he doesn't mean to make mistakes though, so please don't hurt him. doesn't know how to cook meals but would learn it just for you, when i said meal something that needs effort not noodles or something unhealthy. You let him be, not everybody is fitted to be a wife after all some of them fits to be a fucker.

X — X — X

He likes you to dominate his dick and dry the shit out of it, he wants your wet cunt in his dick, wants you to control the speed cause he also wants to suck on your nipples while you make his cock dry.( man love your tiddies very much, it help them copes with their problem, name with bold characters again.)

➤ Chifuyu Matsuno, Hanagaki Takemitchi, Rindou Haitani, Kazutora Hanemiya, Kisaki Tetta, Izana Kurokawa, Manjiro Sano.

X — X — X

When i said the "fucker" i meant the one who would make you squirt non stop, he doesn't want you to dry his cock because he wants to dry yours, he would try to impregnate you to be honest, the baby fucker.

�� Wakasa Imaushi, Takeomi Akashi, Hajime Kokonoi, Baji Keisuke, Nahoya Kawata.

X — X — X

is bratty, spoiled male wife and it's your fucking problem for spoiling him rotten, he can do his job but would mess it up purposely so you would toy him and he doesn't care. he has the chance to be a good male wife but he doesn't want to.

he won't stop being bratty if you don't give him a good dicking down, he wants you to put strap on his butthole, degrade him please, tame your brat and hump his face too. Or it's the other way round

➤ Ran haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Shuji Hanma, Shion Madarame,

X — X — X

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keisukibaji · 3 years ago

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A letter from Sano Manjiro <3

˚๑꒰﹕Hey everyone! This is my first post in 'A letter from....' series! The reader is gender neutral and all the letters are platonic! I hope you like it!!

Hey there Reader,

This is Sano Manjiro but you can call me Mikey! You may also know me as the Invincible Mikey, the leader of the once famous, Tokyo Manji gang! Let us know if you ever need a strong and powerful gang to protect you wink wink!

Anyways in all honesty, I have no idea as to why I am writing this….

Ken-chin used to tell me that this was a good way to get my feelings straight when I wish to talk to my friends…

Feelings hmmmm….

Ok back to the point! What was the point again…..

Anyways I am currently sitting across this river eating from my bag of taiyaki!

It’s so quiet….Despite the wind blowing, the water seems very still..

Very still…

You wanna know what I see here dear reader?

I can see our entire Toman gang, at least what it used to be, all driving on our bikes.

All of us laughing and talking as we head to the beach.

The beach, which is bustling with people, with waves taller than even Ken chin crashing into the sea line.

I can see all of us talking about our recent fight as we drive on….

I know Baji would talk about which bunch of brats he and Chifuyu would have beaten up recently... I swear those two are such a funny duo… And I still don’t understand Baji… Can’t deny that I love him though…

Our mediator Mitsuya would try to keep them in line with his dedicated vice, Hakkai, inspired by whatever his captain does.

Pah chin and Peh yan following along with them.

The Kawata brothers, Smiley with his reckless punches and reckless jabs and his calmer brother, Angry, making sure he doesn’t get into too much mischief.

My mediator, Ken-chin calling out to me, checking as to where I am.

I don’t know what I would do without him….

You wanna know where I am right? Well I am always either in the front or the back…..

The front or the back…..

Driving ahead or falling behind…..

Well ofc the title Invincible Mikey is a powerful title to bear! No one can live up to it’s name like I can!!

It’s just sometimes a bit too heavy….

Sometimes a bit too lonely….

I still really really love all of my friends though!! To them, I may not be a very pleasant person to spend time with….

To them, I may be someone they need to always look after… A handful….

Someone who is always asleep…. Someone who needs a flag in the kids meal… A dorayaki or taiyaki to eat or a blanket to sleep with….

Someone who has a much darker side underneath which everyone is afraid of…

Who I am afraid of…..

Well regardless of all that, I am always watching them reader!! It might not seem like it but I am always watching…

I know precisely what their dreams are….

What their wishes are….

I can see what they will become…

Mitsuya a fashion designer! I can see him having a fancy office making stylish clothes! Since Hakkai likes Mitsuya a lot, he will work with him!

Pah chin will inherit his dad’s real estate agency. And Peh yan will follow him around since there is no Pah without Peh!

Smiley would do some crazy and reckless shit like the crazy and reckless guy he is!! Well he will be fine as long as Angry is with him!

I know Ken chin better than he knows himself and I know that there is only one choice for him - to own a bike shop! I just wish Emma was around to see that…

And Chifuyu… Baji… He is probably doing something that reminds him of Baji!

I almost forgot Takemitchy!! He should be happy in the happy home he creates with his future wife, Hina! If they don’t get married, I will kill them!!!

Oh you wanna know what I’ll be doing? Good question!

I actually don’t know who I would be in the future….

Probably going down a path that’s only meant for me and me alone….

Me all alone….

Somehow the stillness of the river is oddly comforting…

Ok this letter is getting really long and I am running out of taiyaki so I’ll just leave you with a couple of things dear reader!

Don’t make the same mistakes I did!

Make sure to appreciate and love everyone in your life every single day!! Never forget this reader!

Because there will be a day when they won’t be there….

Oh and also equally make sure to appreciate and love the people who have passed on! They will always be there inside me, in my heart…

They suppressed the darkness inside me and helped me live with a smile every day whilst they were alive and breathing and I am always grateful for that!

Finally…

At some point in your life dear reader, there will be this one person in your life who keeps barging into your life, no matter how many times you push them out…

This one person who never gives up on you, no matter what kind of a person you were yesterday, no matter what kind of a person you will be tomorrow…

Make sure to treasure them dear reader… Make sure to ask for their help when you need it…

Takemitchy…

Thank you for hearing me out reader! I do hope we get to meet some day!! Oh and feel free to ask me for my help if you need it! I might be a burden but I’ll certainly try my best!

Love,

Mikey

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vioxsoo · 3 years ago

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tokyorev boys spending Valentine's Day with their s/o

characters: draken, bonten!mikey, ran, and bonten!sanzu

♡ Ryuguji Ken ♡ To say the day was beautiful was a complete understatement. The day was warm, and the sun shone perfectly through your floral shop’s front windows. At the window, you had set up your red, pink, and white flowers in lieu of the national holiday; Valentine’s Day. Tulips, roses and peonies were the most bought so you made sure to display those closest to the entrance and the register. Being that today was the most romantic day of the year, you were making great sales. It was just unfortunate that you were spending Valentine’s Day at your own floral shop instead of going out with your boyfriend, Draken. But even if you didn’t have the shop to look after, Draken probably would be busy with his own stuff.

He wasn’t the most affectionate boyfriend you’ve had. Last year he had completely forgotten Valentine’s Day all together and had spent it with some old friends at a barbeque restaurant. Draken had only found out about the holiday when he was finally home and catching up with you about each other’s days. At first you’d thought he was going to try and apologize, but all he did was raise his brows in surprise and nod slowly. His exact words after finding out were, “Well, happy valentine’s day, babe.” It was such an underwhelming reaction and then nothing happened. You didn’t bother making a big fuss over it though; it had only been a few months since you started dating so maybe it just slipped his mind.

Thanks to your flower shop though, you lived Valentine’s Day vicariously through all your customers. Watching lovers come in and select lone flowers or whole bouquets for their significant other filled your heart with joy. What specifically brought a spark to your eye was the occasional customer that came in undecided and without a single idea about what they wanted to get their partner. You loved helping them out, some people even went off on tangents talking about their lovers while you chose a few flowers together with their input. So when the shop was finally quiet around noon for a change, you felt empty inside. Usually, you would find relief in this, but now you found yourself bored as you looked down at your phone. All your friends’ stories were littered with romantic getaways and cute gifts they had been given early in the morning. Even Hinata received a teddy bear from Takemitchi! Everyone was just living your dream on this beautiful day.

That very morning you had gotten out of bed excited and in a great mood. You for sure thought Draken wouldn’t miss Valentine’s Day this time around. That was just wishful thinking though. From his side of the bed, Draken was hugging his pillow close to his head and slept peacefully. He looked so comfortable and sweet. When he woke up though, just as you were leaving to open up the shop, he scratched his head and waved goodbye like any other morning. And even now, he hadn’t even sent you a message. Again though, you didn’t want to make a big fuss over it and decided you would treat this day just like any other. When you finally closed up shop late into the evening, you decided to finally call him since he hadn’t sent a word to you all day. The phone rang for a while until he finally answered with a short, “Hey.”

A smile made its way onto your lips as you locked up shop. His voice was like a beautiful tune to you no matter how monotonous it sounded on occasion. “Draken, want to go out to eat? I heard there’s a new restaurant near Shibuya where you used to live,” you commented as you began walking in the direction of your home.

Silence circled between you and Draken on the other end for a few seconds before he said, “Nah, I have plans tonight. Get home safe.”

To say the least, your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach after hearing those words. “Oh,” you mumbled in a strained voice. “I…see then. Have fun, Ken,” you said before hanging up on the call. Your hand balled into a fist around your sleeve as you walked home and quietly muttered to yourself. “It’s okay. It’s okay. He’s never been romantic. I was just getting my hopes up. He doesn’t care…”

He doesn’t care.

That one thought rolled over in your head and you alone caused tears to pool at your eyes. At your front door, you clumsily unlocked the door with shaky hands and a blurry vision. When you finally did manage, you dropped your things at the entrance before walking into the kitchen and seeing the lights out like alway. You didn’t expect anything, so when Draken turned on the lights and said, “Happy Valentine's, [Name].” Behind him was the kitchen table, set up with roses, a gift and dinner. “Were you crying?” he immediately asks when he notices your red eyes.

“You’re an idiot, Draken!” you shout, tears rolling down your cheeks faster tha they ever had before. “I hate you!” you say as he quickly walks to you and pulls your small frame into his chest. “I hate you so much! I thought you forgot!”

The blond smiles even though you can’t see and speaks into your hair the words you’ve been dying to hear for a while. “I love you.”

♡ Sano Manjiro ♡ “Happy Valentine’s Day!” shouted another cashier to you yet again as you left a store. That single farewell was driving you up the wall today. This holiday seems to always find a way to crawl into your very heart and eat away at flesh little by little each year. It taunted and teased you for not having a significant other ever since you were a middle schooler. You knew you were acting pitiful and sad, but you didn’t care. All you wanted to do was get some therapy shopping done and then cry yourself to sleep tonight, or maybe even watch some sad flick to get all your emotion out properly.

Somewhere between lunch and dinner though, your brain had decided that visiting a bar would be all the more better. Why let out your pent up emotions when you can drown them with some fruity drinks and tequila shots? Not only did you allow yourself such a treat, but you allowed yourself the luxury to visit a high class bar.

Upon entrance, you could see the large crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and illuminating the entire room. Instead of tables littering the place, there were comfortable, plush booths all around. It looked almost like a restaurant with the concept of a club style mixed together, yet the lighting was low and instead of harsh music playing there was a mellow melody filling the air comfortably.

As much as you want to test out how soft the booths' seats were, you instead take a seat at the bar. Why take up a whole booth when it's just yourself? Before you can even look for a bartender, one miraculously appears before you. A young woman with a bright smile asks you what you want to order. "A cosmopolitan please," you reply with the same smile.

Then before she turns to make it, her eyes shift beside you. "What about for the gentleman?"

Surprised, you turn in your head and sea that a man has taken the seat beside you. He wore a simple black shirt with jeans. His hair was short and dyed strikingly white. "Hi," you greet, unsure of whether you approve of his presence or not.

"Hi," he says, giving a smile that doesn't quite seem to reach his dark and lonesome eyes. "I got your drink," he continues as he reached into his back pocket for his wallet just as the bartender sets both of your drinks in front of you.

Your eyes practically bulge out of their place when you hear those words and are ready to protest, but the stranger is quick to hand over the money. "Thank you, but please let me pay you back," you say, hastily reaching for your own wallet.

With the shake of his head, he brings his drink to his lips and takes a sip. "It's fine. The least I could do for someone so pretty being alone on Valentine’s."

Hearing his reasoning, you practically feel your blood run cold. "In that case, I'll pay you double for what it's worth. I really don't need someone's pity."

The man glances at you from the corner of his eye and gives something akin to a laugh before taking another sip of his drink. "My name's Mikey," he introduces himself and completely ignores your previous response. "Glad to see I'm not the only one without a Valentine for a change." You sigh, but push double what the drink costs in his direction. He eyes the money, but you ignore it and decide to introduce yourself to the stranger as well. The two of you then return to silence as you occasionally sup at your drinks. Minutes seem to pass and you almost forget about him until he speaks up once more. "[Name], you were in my homeroom," he mentions, now turning to look at your profile as you sip away at your drink.

You really wanted to say you remembered him just to be nice, but the truth is: you didn't. You didn't remember anyone from school in fact. What little friends you had moved away immediately after graduation and the rest of your classmates you never really bothered to care for. "Sorry. Don't remember you."

The confession was taken quite well. You notice this only because he nods and calls out for another drink. "Figured. I was never really at school and when I was I noticed you didn't really talk to anyone."

For a split second, you imagine your classroom and try to remember all the faces that were in it everyday, but draw a blank. "That's right. Didn't really care for anyone."

When he got his drink refilled, Mikey threw it back quickly. "That's too bad." Maybe it was just liquid courage he needed to say his next words. "I always had a crush on you."

This finally gets your attention. You turn fully to the skinny man and raise a brow. Now your brain was really working into overdrive trying to remember a boy named Mikey. "Really?"

"I swear," he chuckles. "My friend then, Draken, told me I shouldn't bother you though. You always looked too diligent and we both agreed that maybe you wouldn't like me then."

Curious now. You play along, "Why would you think that?"

Mikey leaned an elbow against the bar’s counter and gave a weak smile. "Because I was a delinquent kid who ran a motorcycle gang. Nothing much has changed now though."

"Draken sounds familiar," You admit and dismiss the rest of his words. "A few girls liked him."

He laughs and gives a short nod. "He was really unforgettable." Mikey pauses as you call for another drink. "Do you really not have someone to be with today?"

Now you let out a small laugh and nod your head, "I hate Valentine’s Day and that's only because I've never had a Valentine. It's stupid. I know, but it's true."

"Be my Valentine then." He says this without hesitation and a straight look on his face. "I think I still have a crush on you, [Name]. You were always so cool and quiet. I liked that about you."

In the spirit of Valentine's Day, you agree to be his for the night. "I don't really know you though."

That doesn't deter him though. Mikey's dark eyes never leave yours as he says, "You will. Please take care of me." And that was how you had unknowingly gotten wrapped up with Bonten's head.

♡ Haitani Ran ♡ there were times where you were rendered embarrassed by your boyfriend's public display of affection and there were times where you loved it. Usually, there was no in-between, so when he had managed to make you feel that in-between, you wanted to hurl yourself into the moon.

It was Valentine's Day and Ran had brought a bunch of heart shaped balloons, candy and an enormous stuffed bear. This caused you embarrassment. "I love you, [Name]," he had said while he handed you the items in the morning. Thanks to over the top gifts, you became the most noticeable person between classes.

Not only was he giving you material goods though. Between classes, Ran found you and peppered your face with kisses. Most girls would find these cute and flattering, but you? You were practically pushing the Haitani brother away and trying to flee. Ran was a wonderful boyfriend, but he didn't seem to understand personal boundaries. During lunch time, Ran met you right outside your classroom and before you could even properly greet him he kissed you.

This wasn't any kiss though. It was the kiss that caused that in-between feeling. The tall man had pressed you up against the wall and captured your lips with his own. Ran desperately pressed himself against you and raised one of your legs to rest on his hip. Then those sneaky hands of his slowly made their way past the edge of your skirt.

It all happened so quickly, but once that feeling settled in you pushed him away with heavy breaths. "Ran, what's with you? We're at school!"

Ran only laughed at your reaction and ran a thumb over his swollen lips as he looked down at you. "I couldn't help it, babe " he chuckled as he closed in on you once again. "Love's in the air and I have so much to give you."

♡ Haruchiyo Sanzu ♡ He was the prettiest man you have ever had the pleasure of meeting. You first met him when he was quiet and reserved in middle school. During this time he was affiliated with Toman, a renowned motorcycle gang. He wasn't loud and rambunctious like you expected though. Sanzu was quiet and reserved during class and the periods in between. If anything, teacher's would call him a model student, but you knew the truth.

Sanzu was a dangerous person. You only knew this because you stuck to him like glue. All your friends worried about you and found it weird that you were so attracted to the boy who wore a face mask year round. The simple answer was that he intrigued you. Haruchiyo Sanzu always had a mysterious air to him and you wanted to discover why that was, so you followed him around. At first, he was irked that you strayed behind him like a lost puppy, but he eventually found you to be useful. On occasion, Sanzu would send you out to do small errands for him, such as buy snacks or even scope out a rival gang that had beef with Toman. The latter was rare though, he did have a soft spot for you, so even if a gang were to rarely think of a girl as a spy, he often worried. Sanzu didn't want his pup to get hurt after all.

As mentioned, he may have been quiet during his adolescence, but as you two became older you watched him leave that quiet shell of his. The man, along with the gang's, had changed. Toman had turned into Bonten and Sanzu had turned into the head's right hand man. He climbed his way to the top with sheer loyalty. You did too. The pink haired man now saw you as more than a pup. He idolized how your own loyalty to him never wavered even in the darkest of times. So when Valentine’s Day rolled around, Sanzu made sure to prepare a beautiful gift for you.

The man had managed to find a bouquet of lavender with baby's breath and your favorite sweet snack. It was hard, seeing as lavender wasn't the most sought out flower on Valentine's and that sweet snack you loved? He had to order that straight from Paris. Sanzu and you had vacationed there once and since then you hadn't stopped mentioning a certain snack you had tasted at a cafe.

When you walked into Boten's office, he smiled to you with open arms and enveloped you in a bone crushing embrace. "[Name]," he whispered lovingly into your hair. "Happy Valentine’s Day." You muttered a reply into his chest and stepped away from the embrace. Sanzu's smile was contagious as he stepped around you and led you into the large conference room. "I got you some gifts. Hope you like them."

He watched intently as you pushed your hair behind your ear and looked down at the large mahogany table. There sat the bouquet of lavender and baby's breath. You let out a soft "Oh," as you reached for the flowers and inspected them. "That's sweet of you, Sanzu." You said slowly before your eyes roamed to the French delicacy on the table as well. "I'm sure if I was Kaori I would have liked them."

Sanzu's heart stopped and his eyes widened at the response. Kaori was an old lover of his. Recently old. "Shit," he muttered, pushing his pink hair back as he was getting ready to apologize.

You didn't let him though. Despite the gifts being more suited for his ex, it was the thought that mattered. "It's okay. I love it!"

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g0kotta · 3 years ago

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Rooftop

Sanzu x gn!reader

Sanzu and Y/N are 17-18 here.

Warning!! Y/N is a drug dealer. So drugs, guns, fights bc it’s a manga about gangs. Weed. Y/N was running away from the cops. MANGA SPOILERS. LIKE LITERALLY THE NEWEST CHAPTERS. DONT READ IF YOU HAVENT CAUGHT UP WITH THE MANGA. Also swear words.

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Sanzu’s life never really had peace in it. Even when he was a child. And now all he could ever think about were blood, death, adrenaline, cigarettes and drugs. But there was you. There was always you he could find peace in.

Wind caresses your face as you look at the tall abandoned building in front of you. Sanzu always called you at the most awkward and worst moments. Just twenty minutes ago you were running away from the police, the cops tailing right behind you. Luckily you knew your way around, spending your time in the streets of Tokyo more than your own home. So it was easy to outsmart the cops and get back to your small and lonely apartment. But before you could close your eyes and calm down from all of the adrenaline, maybe even smoke a blunt, your phone vibrated informing you about a message.

Sighing, you put your car keys into your pocket and enter the building. It was eerily quiet, but Sanzu was never a loud person. He was a trouble maker, that’s for sure, but with you he could chill out and relax for a minute. He never said it out loud, but you were his safe space. You climb the cement stairs and reach the roof. Sanzu was laying on the floor, looking up to the stars. There was a blanket put on the floor and you noticed his hair was all messy and not tied up. Without saying a word you lie down next to him and also take a look at the sky. The stars were shining brightly and it was a full moon.

“Rough day?” You ask and sit up, stretching your arms. Sanzu had a couple of bruises on his face, you noticed. A frown forms on your face as you try to identify what caused them. It didn’t look like they were formed because of a fist.

“Yeah. The battle of the Three Deities happened today.” He takes a puff from the cigarette, laying between two of his long fingers which were littered with little scars.

“Hm..” you nod. “Man, that’s fucked up. Wasn’t it supposed to happen later on?” You shake your head and take out a blunt out of your pocket and put it in your mouth. “How was it?”

“We won.” He smirks. “South is dead. Fucker got killed by Mikey.” A quiet ‘ah’ leaves your mouth and you let out a content sigh after finding the black lighter you carried around in the pocket of your jacket. “Rokuhara Tandai belongs to Mikey now. Brahman lost to South and then disbanded in the end to make Mikey spare Takemitchy.” He stops looking at the stars and glances at your now sitting figure. “How have you been? Haven’t seen you in a while.”

“The usual. Selling drugs, tryin’ to make money.” You take a hit from the blut and look at Sanzu’s eyes. “I like your eyes.” You squint a bit. “They’re a pretty colour. ‘M jealous.”

The first time you met Sanzu was a complete accident. You were walking back home after a “meeting” with a client. He bought a lot of your shit and you were glad. You finally had the money for the car you wanted to buy for a while now. Though your peaceful walk was interrupted soon. Yelling could be heard from around the corner. You were never the one to think too much about the consequences of your actions and lived in the moment. So without even thinking you took a peek at what was happening. A tall guy with pink hair was backed into a wall and there was a knife pressed to his neck. The guy holding the knife looked pretty beat up. The tall dude could easily kick him away,but the knife was too close to his throat and it would leave a serious cut. One thing lead to another and your gun was pressed to the man’s head, making him drop the knife. Sanzu beat up the man and then introduced himself to you. And that was the start of your friendship.

“Whatever.” Sanzu let’s out a quiet noise of dissaproval and looks back at the sky. Though his ears were now a burning red colour. He was glad it was dark, otherwise you would’ve noticed how your comment made him feel. He was beating himself up for letting himself fall for you. Neither of you lived safe lives, putting yourselves in danger every day. And not only that, you were like a distraction for him. Always on his mind. He couldn’t disappoint Mikey by not concentrating on his work. People were also getting curious on why he spent so much time with you. He didn’t want to put you in more danger, the fear of other gangs attacking you clouded his mind. So he used the only excuse he could ever think of. You were a drug dealer and he was a drug addict. He needed you to provide him with drugs and you needed him for money.

“You okay?” You tilt your head to the side, while blowing out pretty white smoke out of your parted lips. And Sanzu swears he never wanted anything more than to grab your face and kiss you. Buy instead he just let’s out a quiet hum and nods. “Can I ask you a personal question, Haru?” His heart starts beating faster when he hears the nickname. He sits up and throws away the butt of the cigarette.

“Sure. What is it?”

“How did you get those scars?” You take another hit from the blunt and move closer to Sanzu. When your shoulders touch, you lower your body slightly and put your head on his shoulder. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t wanna. I respect you and care about you. I don’t wanna be the reason why you’re uncomfortable.”

If it were anybody else, Sanzu would’ve beaten them up until they were unconscious for asking that question. No one, other than the three people that were there with him on that terrible day, knew how or why he had those scars on his face. Sometimes he wondered if taking off the mask Mucho gave him was a mistake. It did hide them and less people stared at him whenever he would try to do normal daily tasks.

“You’re tense. ‘M sorry, Haru. It’s my fault.” With your free hand you start playing with his hair. Sanzu hesitantly raises his own hand and slowly takes the blunt from between your lips and brings it near his mouth. He inhaled the smoke and you couldn’t do anything else other than stare at his pretty face, while he was exhaling it.

“Mikey.” He whispers. You raise a brow and move your head away from his shoulder. Sanzu let’s out a disappointed whine as you do that. “All I can and want to say, is that it was Mikey.” He can see the confusion paint your face. Then shock. Hurt. And lastly anger. Though you understand that it’s not your place to tell Sanzu to leave that son of a bitch named Mikey and run away with you. “I regret a lot of things in life y’know?” He slightly changes the topic of the conversation.

“Yeah?” You look back at the stars. “Like what?” You hear a sigh leave his lips.

“A lot of things I can’t even talk about. My family. Mikey. Mucho. You.” He let’s out a shaky breath and looks at you. He was looking at you like he was trying to remember every single detail about you and your body.

“Mucho?” You let out a surprised squeal. “Man I don’t remember the last time I heard his name.. It’s sad. He was a great guy. I wonder who did that to him.” You tilt your head to the side and look back at Sanzu. “Also me? What do you regret about me?”

“Meeting you.” His answer made your heart hurt. “You.. Shit. You do things to me. I hate it.” He throws the blunt he was holding to the side and grabs your face. “Fuck you, (Y/N).” He brings your face closer to him and his lips meet yours.

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shelly-ya · 2 years ago

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Freedom

This is a kazutora one shot. Yeah you know me gotta get the old distractions out before I can move on with the series. Bare with me.

"Chifuyuuuuuu" you whined on the phone.

"Yes name Chan" the said man sounded amused by your behaviour right now.

"He's getting released in the morning. What do i do?" You said taking some of your stray locks and curling it around your index finger.

"You know you're older than me right? I should be asking you advice on relationships." His voice came through the speaker as Though he was fed up.

"What are you doing right now?" You asked concerned with how tired he sounded.

"Hmm I just got home. Takemitchy has me going over time these days."

"Aw man it's 11 pm. Go rest you little pest." Glancing at the wall clock.

"Hey you called me. Btw what time are we gonna pick up in the morning?"

"Am they said his release was scheduled for midday. Because the process was going to take long."

"Great we will have time to go get some essentials for him. Listen I'm gonna give you the car and one of my credit cards." He said seriously

"Chifuyu we need to make our ends meet" you whisper hugging your pillow

"Listen to me it's not gonna hurt my account if I take care of you and him. I'll always help you both. Besides what would baji say if i just left you both out in a dump. No way the lease is in your name as well so if anything happens to me no one can throw you out ok?"

"Baji? I miss baji every day fuyu"

"I know me to. But you have a boyfriend who is alive and getting released tomorrow."

"If baji saw me now what would he say? I'm engaged to his murderer" sighing you dropped yourself on your bed. It felt lonely being by yourself

"He would be happy for you. He loved you both so much. Remember what takemitchy said he called you all his treasures." He started yawning.

"Go to sleep fuyu don't forget to pick me up."

"Good night name Chan. I won't forget I promise."

"Good night" hanging up the call you threw your phone next to you on the bed. And pulled your blankets over your head. Sleep enveloping you completely you dreamt of the past.

" BAJI SAN" you heard chifuyu screamed out hugging the limp body of your boyfriend.

"I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate" was a mantra on replay with a thump thump thump in repeat. You found yourself in a room with his murderer. You kept hitting him over and over on his chest as he stayed silent. "Give him back to me give him back" you tears not stopping." Some one held your hands from behind. The warmth making you feel safe.

"Stop you will hurt yourself. Please stop"

"Oh chifuyu!!!!" You turned around and held onto his shirt screaming into his chest. "He has to bring him back"

"He can't come back. We have to move on"

"Welcome back here to see him again" the familiar officer asked knowing you were only there for one person. This time you were alone. "You know I'm gonna have to start asking your relationship with him since you both will 17 soon why don't I put you both down as lovers" he joked laughing it out you continued to the usual routine of checking into the visitors booth.

"You won't believe the joke the attending officer said"

"What"

"He was gonna start calling us lovers" you both giggled

"Hmm would that be bad if we were" he stop giggling and looked as though he was in deep thought

"No I guess not if you would have me"

"Then we're lovers now" he smiled.

"Oh..." You continued with an irrelevant story of outside.

*beep beep beep beep* groaning you looked to your phone on the bed. Picking it up you turned off the phone. Getting up you trotted for the kitchen and set up your coffee maker and started a fresh pot of coffee. The rich fragrance filled the kitchen. Searching the refrigerator for some left overs you had. Taking the container and setting it in the microwave and setting the timer to reheat the food. Throwing out a cup of coffee and waiting for the beep of the microwave you began to sip on the hot liquid gold.

"Ah yes my sustenance" you whispered. Hearing the buzzer to your front door you padded your way to see who it was. Looking through the peep hole. It was the short haired brunette you were talking to last night. Opening the door you opened your arms to him and he stepped into The embrace.

"I missed you name chan" he said Burying his head into the crook of you neck.

"I missed you to." Rubbing soothing circles of his tense back.

"After today I won't be able to hug you. He's coming home" chifuyu said still not letting you go.

"We forgive but can't forget huh" you whispered

"Yeah" he said sniffling a little as Though he was trying to hide his tears.

"Come on I just made coffee" you said letting go of your junior and walking into the apartment he bought for you even though you said you could get your own with your job. You still remember him arguing with you saying baji won't forgive him if his living girlfriend would be living in some corrupted pary of town when chifuyu could have put her in a better and safer apartment. You only played your bills water, electrical and every other convenience you needed. No need for rent because he bought the place for you.

"I haven't been here since I got this place for you." He said looking around like it brought back some memories for him. You poured out another cup of coffee and handed him the fresh cup. Your food already heated you toon it out pulling two sets of chopsticks out handing him the extra to eat along side you. He pulled two dishes from the dish rack on the sink and placed them on the island in the kitchen. Both of you shared the take out and drank your coffees in silence. Once finished he said he would do the dishes for you while you bathe and changed your clothing to go on your trip with him. You took your shower and changed into the clothing you out. You didn't hear a sound in the kitchen assuming chifuyu finished the dishes you walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. You saw him with a dish towel in hand drying off his wet hands as he stared at the framed photos.

"Ready?" You asked shocking him slightly.

"Yeah" he looked to you and then back at the photo he was looking at before throwing the dish towel on the nearest surface. "Sorry we gotta go. You don't mind getting that do you" he said pointing at the dish cloth.

"Gee chifuyu thanks for the lesson in I will be picking up after him everyday." Chifuyu chuckled.

"I came with the car I'm leaving you. I'll call one of the guys to pick me up later" he said pulling out an alarm remote alone from his pocket.

"Where's the keys?" You said stopping to pull your shoes on and grab your purse as he did the same with his shoes.

"It's keyless." He said.

"Really?"

"Can you stop being skeptical about advancement in technology" he said offering you his arm. Accepting the small gesture he led you to the car he said he wanted to leave to you. It was definitely imported and looked very expensive.

"Chifuyu why are you giving me this very expensive car. I know nothing about head kinds of cars." Started panicking a little he gave your hand on his arm a gentle squeeze with his free hand to calm you a little.

"It's ok I'll take care of you and him" he said with a small sad smile. Disarming the car he made sure you were seated first in the passenger seat and strapping the seat belt around you closing the door and then running to the driver side. He strapped himself in and pressed the start ignition button next to the steering. Checking the time it was now 9 am.

"Just enough time to get some essentials alone" you mumbled. He mumbled his yeah and the journey began. He helped with getting things a man would need and loaded the car trunk. Then continued to the prison. It was 12 pm on the dot.

"You think he left already?" You asked looking nervously at the prison door.

"I met him last week he said he would wait for us" at the same time the big gates swung open slightly and the said man walking out with his small bundle. Chifuyu pressed the horn and said man looked up with his sandy brown eyes. Leaning over to look out the window with chifuyu. "Kazutora!" He called his name.

"I'm nervous fuyu" you whisper to the young man.

"Don't be" you climbed into the back seat and twiddled your thumbs together.

"Hey guys" kazutora said climbing in and strapping the seat belt on.

"Hi" you and chifuyu said together. You in the back seat an embarrassed mess. Not expecting him to be there so close in the flesh. Chifuyu drove off again and the both of them having casual conversations as you stayed quiet. Looking at the side view mirror outside you noticed he was looking at your reflection secretly. When your eyes made contact he gave a small smile and continued to speak to chifuyu. Covering your face with both hands you smiled like a little girl. Working up the courage now you stuck your hand between the seat and car frame itself to touch him. You felt his shirt first then moved a little further more and made contact with his flesh he jumped a little but regained composure. He pushed his hand between the seat and car frame as well to wrap his index finger with yours as he and chifuyu still talked about toman and taking it back. Chifuyu glanced in the rear view mirror to see that you were now leaning on the passenger seat figuring out what was happening he just smiled a little at you and focused on the road again.

"Kazutora."

"Yes chifuyu."

"I'm leaving name Chan to you. Please protect her. Please love her. Please be at her side till death do you guys apart." Looking at chifuyu surprised

"I promise to be everything to her. Please leave her to me" kazutora said. "I love her I love her with all my heart. Thank you for taking care of her up till now."

"Yeah let's get you something to eat" chifuyu said pulling into a drive in. And placing an order for the three of you giving kazutora his credit card to pay at the window. When he returned the card to chifuyu he shook his head no. "We got you some essentials but you still need clothes and stuff. Take that card and go shopping for clothes and stuff with name Chan tomorrow for yourself." Chifuyu said digging in the fast food bag for a packet of fries as he drove and packet between his legs.

I can totally seeing a part two in this.

@angelsdevils @stxrmylxve

#tokyo revengers #chifuyu matsuno #kazutora hanemiya

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staraniseed · 4 years ago

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Wouldn’t mind

Pairing: Kazutora x fem!reader, past Baji x fem!reader

Hurt/comfort

Author note: This is my way of dealing with Baji’s death finally being animated, this is me comforting myself so I don’t keep crying.

Also, I posted this on AO3 as well:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33561445

Part of the reason you decided to get close to him was kind of the same reason why you decided to help out Chifuyu and the remaining founding Toman members in any way you could; even if that meant putting yourself in various fights. It was a way to honor his memory.

You met Baji Keisuke; your Kei; as nothing more than a child because you were neighbors and your mom happened to be friends with his mother which ended in them arranging lots of playdates for you both ever since you could remember.

Your mothers always said you were meant to be and they were right, so yeah, they were delighted once you two finally stopped denying yourselves and started to date.

You two got together after one time in which Baji got into a particularly bad fight and you found him on your way home; his hands all bruised but despite how much they must have been hurting he was smiling in that unique way of his that always told you that no matter the pain he won and enjoyed himself.

To be honest you didn’t like that he always got into fights nor how reckless he could be but you had to admit that there was always something about the way his eyes glinted that drew you in.

You dragged him inside your home, knowing that his mother would flip out if she saw him and taking advantage of the fact that your mother was to get home late, you pushed him to the couch, went to the kitchen for a bag of frozen vegetables, grabbed his hand after cleaning the blood off and held the bag to his knuckles hoping that it would bring down the swelling.

There was no way of knowing who made the first move but next thing you knew after that was that you two were kissing; the frozen bag laying on the floor long forgotten. After that you finally acknowledged your feelings and started dating. There was no grand gesture, it was just one of many moments that you shared daily yet it was perfect.

Baji liked to keep you away from Toman businesses so for the most part you didn’t actually know the rest of the members except for Chifuyu; whom you met on various occasions while going to visit your boyfriend; and Mikey that you met as a child since you were always following around Baji and in a way became your friend too; but that was it. He kept that apart from the side of his life that involved you because he was well aware of how messy it could get and he didn’t want to drag you into any trouble.

Yet his gang life caught up to him, crashing into your world and pushing you into a lonely abyss that still to this day left a hole in your chest.

You’d always remember that dreaded day when your mother came home later than usual without letting you know anything, eyes teary and red rimmed. The moment she looked at you, she pulled you into a strong hug and sobbed as she caressed your hair murmuring a string of words you couldn’t really make out.

She was the one to deliver the news of his passing, how she was late because she was at the Baji household and had to accompany his mother to claim her son’s body after the woman received a call from the police station telling her that the boy had been stabbed and bled to death.

The day would never come when you’d forget the pain that shot through your body as you learned that he was gone. It hurt unlike anything else you have ever experienced, as if someone was crushing your chest like it was made out of paper, air knocked out of your lungs and the only thing you could do was scream helplessly his name as you held for dear life onto your mother’s frame. You felt bile rise up your throat so fast that it was a miracle that you didn’t throw up.

His funeral wasn’t any easier. Not when you arrived and his mom pulled you to his casket saying just how handsome he looked, inviting you to see him in a way that you couldn’t refuse.

Around an hour after yourself, arrived Chifuyu who went to you after giving his condolences to his best friend’s mother that held him the way she used to hold her boy but now she’d never get the chance to do anymore.

If you were being completely honest, you couldn’t remember much more of that day, your mind was hazy, too many gaps in the memory of all that transpired.

Only two things were clear as day in your mind. First was the way that Kei had looked inside that coffin smiling peacefully and for a moment you almost fooled yourself into thinking that he was just sleeping, but he was pale, his canines weren’t showing and his eyes were slightly sunken but you had to agree with his mom because he looked handsome indeed. The second was that Chifuyu stayed by your side throughout the whole thing, in fact he was the one who told you what actually happened and you were thankful for it all.

He told you what Baji did and why he did it and you believed it the second the words left his mouth because you knew him well and if there was anything that defined your beloved boyfriend was his heart, how willing he was to give anything for those that he cared about; his unwavering loyalty; you just wished he hadn’t put himself on the line for that.

Twelve years have passed and a lot of things changed since his parting, for starters you became a member of Toman.

One night; around a month after everything happened; you went to the Musashi temple fully aware that it was the place that the boys used as their base and in front of everyone gathered there; bracing yourself; you walked towards Mikey, bowed deeply and begged for him to accept you as a member.

At first most of the guys there laughed at you while others frowned and called you names shooing you away but you stayed still, that was until a big hand grabbed you by the arm and that was when you pulled away from it and punched the guy square in the nose remembering the time Baji taught you how to pack a punch. The guy tried to send a blow towards you but was stopped by Chifuyu yet the whole commotion came to a halt with Mikey’s commanding voice.

“Y/N, you know this is a guys-only gang”

“I’m aware, Mikey, but” you clenched your fists “but Keisuke cared about this gang so I feel like I must join, to protect everything he fought for” you raised your head “he also taught me how to fight so you don’t have to worry about me being a burden on you and I know a few things about first aid, I can carry my own weight” you were thankful for your mother being a nurse and having taught you a bit.

He stared at you, his eyes giving away nothing.

“The first division can take her in” Chifuyu supplied.

Mikey raised a brow and looked at another blonde guy.

“Takemitchy, you are the first division’s captain, do you agree to take her?” the guy straightened up and after sharing one look with Chifuyu he nodded.

An uproar started as a lot of guys started to complain about how bad of an idea it was to admit a girl in the gang but Draken stopped them with one word.

Mikey looked at you once more, then he sighed and nodded.

“Then welcome, Y/N L/N, from now on you are a member of the Tokyo Manji Gang under the first division”.

Later that day you gave your thanks to Chifuyu and Takemichi, for getting behind you and promised to help them in any way possible but Chifuyu made you promise to be safe and only join them as a last resource because he couldn’t allow Baji’s girlfriend to get hurt since he promised him he’d take care of you.

You knew that your parents wouldn’t be happy with you being a part of a gang but you had to do it, it was a way to stay close to Kei and you needed that or else you would have gone crazy, you were also thankful because life had it that you were assigned to the division that used to be his.

Shit happened but you always took things head on and you had to admit that Chifuyu and Takemichi played a crucial part in you surviving all the crappy things that happened until the gang disbanded. While still a member you were extremely grateful for makeup since it helped you hide from your parents a good amount of nasty bruises that came from the fights.

The second thing that changed was that you moved out of your parents’ house from the moment you started college and although at first it was hard and you were living in a tiny apartment that resembled more to a matchbox yet it was the only thing you could afford at the moment with the part time job you had but you were decided to not return home, not because you weren’t comfortable with them but because they were already doing too much for you by paying for your studies so you didn’t want them to be spending any more money on you.

You managed and after a while you got a better job that meant a higher pay grade and you moved out of your tiny place to your current one that was bigger and just a couple of minutes away from the cemetery where the Baji family grave was.

Even when you had exams due the next day, even when you were way too busy, you still made it a habit to go visit him daily, it didn’t matter if you had to walk for long or that you were so tired you could have fallen asleep while standing, you still went to see him.

Your mother told you once that maybe you should let go, that he wouldn’t like to have you clinging to him this much and to appease her you went to a couple of dates once every three months but you never made it past the first date but funnily enough that landed you a few long lasting friendships with some of the guys you tried to date.

One time his mom talked to you and told you just how grateful she was with you for loving her son the way you did but that you didn’t owe him anything, that you could move on because she was sure that was what he would have wanted and maybe she was right; to hell you knew that she was; but it wasn’t a matter of you feeling like you owed devotion to him but more like no one ever compared to him, not a single person awoke in you the same feelings he did, not with the same intensity it was kind of like a beautiful curse because you grieved daily his absence but you wouldn’t want it other way, even if you went back and told yourself that by loving him you’d end up in pain, you’d still go through it all because the time spent with him was worth it and you told her that so she smiled and even talked with your mother making her stop begging you to date and leave you to your own devices.

Another thing that changed was you because you cut your hair really short; yet without needing it you still wore a hair tie on your wrist daily as if it was some sort of amulet because it reminded you of him.

Also, with the bigger place you adopted three beautiful cats that you loved dearly, first there was Blue; whose black hair shone blue under certain light hence his name; then there was Leo; an orange tabby cat you found one day and adopted instantly; and Jin; a maine coon that was your appointed guardian and didn’t like anyone around you nor him.

The three always slept with you; which made you thankful for getting a big bed when you first moved; and in a way they made your life less lonely because in their presence you felt as if Keisuke was right there with you which made sense because you two had made plans about living together once highschool was over and then adopt a ton of cats, all the cats your parents never allowed in the house when you were younger.

Of course things don’t always end up the way we plan them, you knew that better than most although to be completely honest you never expected Kazutora to come into the picture.

You new who he was, on one occasion Kei told you that him speaking on his behalf and taking the full blame for what happened with Mikey’s older brother was a big factor on him staying out of juvie so in a way you were thankful to him but you also knew; through Chifuyu’s retelling; what happened on that horrible halloween when you lost your whole world.

Even when you knew that everything had been planned out by Kisaki, for the longest time you were resentful towards Kazutora, even going as far as to curse his sole existence because hadn’t it been for him then your Keisuke would surely still be with you. It took you years for you to come to terms with everything and accept that Baji chose to leave all because he cared about that boy way too much.

You came to realize that by hating Kazutora, by wishing him the worst and spending so much energy in resenting him you were betraying Kei’s wishes.

His final will was to keep Toman’s funding members; Kazutora included; safe, he chose death, going down as a villain to his friends, all just to protect them, to save him so the least you could do was carry on his wishes and look after them, not only after Chifuyu and the others but you also felt the moral obligation towards Keisuke, to welcome Kazutora and help him back into his life.

Now, you went to help around Chifuyu and Kazutora’s shop, fully aware that it was their way of honoring his memory, by living out the dream he never had the chance for.

You could understand them because everyday you did the same, hell, you even went to study veterinary because that had been the plan all those years back; he was supposed to open his pet shop and you were supposed to be the one to tend to the animals, he always said that you had the best shot because you usually did rather good at school.

You met Kazutora the day after Chifuyu picked him up from prison. You already knew that he would be joining you two for lunch the following day because he told you in advance in case you weren’t ready to meet the man that had played a big part in your old boyfriend’s death.

Chifuyu by that point had become your best friend in the world, your constant support. What started as a way to cope with Baji’s loss, as both of you searching in the other for any vestiges of his existence with the passing of the years turned into something more, a fraternal bond forged through shared grief.

Chifuyu was like a brother to you and you knew that he saw you as a sister, you cared about him deeply.

If you were being completely honest, you were a bit torn when a month prior to the release, he announced to you that he’d be picking up the guy and was planning on welcoming him as a roommate and as an extra hand at the shop; that is if the other accepted. I mean, you’d have to be crazy to just accept it as it was, no questions asked because whether manipulated and messed up in the head, it didn’t change the fact that he was the one to stab him.

Of course you knew it hadn’t been easy for him to reach that, it was obvious that he had thought it through, you could see in his eyes just how much went into making that decision but that he was sure that that was Baji would have liked and you knew that as well because that was the type of person Keisuke used to be, a bit rough on the edges but so caring and willing to give for those he loved, and he sure as hell had proven how much he cared about the guy.

You had never talked to him, what little you knew about him was what Baji had mentioned all those years back when he almost went to prison and what Chifuyu told you, how he was getting the help he needed and seemed to be making progress but that was it.

To say it was awkward at first was a big understatement. He was extremely quiet and even after you greeted him he refused to make eye contact while you kept fidgeting in place trying to come up with something to say. Thank god for Chifuyu since he was the one to introduce you although he could have been a bit more careful when he introduced you as Baji’s old girlfriend, although you couldn’t blame him because there was no way around it, that was what you were.

The moment he understood who you were he froze, eyes focusing on his hands under the table. You noticed how uneasy he became and with a look you asked Chifuyu to give you a minute, thankfully he understood and trusting you excused himself from the table.

You reached out, stilling your hand in the middle of the space between you when you saw him flinch, something that reminded you of the time when you encountered Leo for the first time; hurt and scared. Kazutora in a way resembled him, something lonely and broken about him that gave you the final push to get close.

Just like you did way back for Leo you extended your open hand towards him, facing upwards to show him that you had no ill intentions and you rested your hand on the table just a few centimeters away from his arm, not wanting to startle him but wanting to show him that you were trying to get close.

“I don’t hate you, Hanemiya-kun”

His gaze zeroed on your hand and then eyes of the color of the lightest brown you’ve ever seen; almost the same shade as amber; met yours wary and trembling but you simply nodded confirming that you were being completely honest.

“Why?” his voice came out broken.

“Because Keisuke cared about you” you smiled, feeling your eyes get watery and Kazutora’s face became blurry due to the tears.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I- I wish I could take it all back, I really do, I...” you heard the words come out cracked and you shook your head and reached for his arm.

“I know...it’s fine. Like I said, I don’t hate you, it’s been a while since that happened and I’ve made up my mind, I’ve already accepted it as part of life” that’s a lie and you know, you miss him every day so much that you still cling to the little things he left behind, that’s the reason why you haven’t been in a relationship after him.

You quickly wiped the tears out of your eyes and looked at him once more. “I’d like to be there for you, maybe be friends even, that is if you’d like that”

Kazutora’s mind was running laps. Was he hearing you correctly? Did you actually say that you wanted to be friends with him? Be friends with the guy that killed your boyfriend nonetheless. He couldn’t wrap his head around that thought, it was simply impossible, he was a villain, a rotten fruit that nobody had ever liked and that poisoned the only good things he had in his life, why would anyone want to be near him?

First there was Chifuyu; who for all he could gather used to consider Baji as his best friend; welcoming him into his apartment, offering him a place to stay and even a job no questions asked, that was already hard to understand, but now having you willing to welcome him? That was almost ridiculous because you surely knew, he saw the way you interacted with Chifuyu, there was no way in hell he didn’t tell you, so why?

Why were you being kind to him? So gentle? Why couldn’t you just scream and curse him? Heaven knows for how long he has been cursing himself, regretting everything he did, from Shinichiro to Baji. He deserved to be yelled at, to be shunned away from society, he was deserving of pain and should be tossed to the abyss of loneliness, forever in the dark, far away from the sun.

He couldn’t fathom why on God's name was Baji’s girlfriend in front of him extending her delicate hand towards him. But even when he couldn’t understand he wanted to accept it. He knew he deserved nothing given how he had taken two lives but he wanted the embrace so badly.

He wanted company, friends, he didn’t want to be forever an outcast due to his bad decisions but instead he wanted to belong, to feel some sort of comfort, he wanted to bask in the sun’s warmth and for once in a very long time feel a bit of peace, he wanted saving, someone to tell him he was worthy even when he knew he wasn’t.

He looked at you once more, and something felt warm inside his chest; even his throat tightening; when he saw that you were still smiling gently at him despite the rebel tears that had escaped from your eyes.

“I’d like that” he smiled wobbly. “Also, Kazutora is fine”

“Then let’s be friends, Kazutora-kun” your smile grew broader and that was the start.

Surprisingly after that, it didn’t take long for you to grow comfortable with each other. He was quiet and would often be found spacing off but he was considerate towards you, actually he returned the same kindness you gave him, although it was evident that he was still wary and a bit rough on the edges he tried hard and you could see, so whenever he was having a bad mood you tried not to take it personally.

Through gentle words and patience, you won him over, even those around you were surprised at how quickly he warmed up to you but there was just something in him that pulled you, maybe that same thing that pushed you to adopt Leo when you found him malnourished and hurt on your way home from the cemetery or maybe it was something else.

Just as he warmed up to you, you warmed up to him. It was easy to talk to him, he was always willing to lend you an attentive ear, listening to your ramblings about the monotonous things that happened at the clinic, it didn’t matter that he knew nothing about the people you mentioned, he always listened like it was the most important thing in the world.

At first your interactions were always in company of Chifuyu, mostly at the shop while you went to visit which actually ended in you helping around to organize the merchandise or on the usual checkups on the animals to ensure that they were in the utmost condition for the moment someone decided to welcome them into their home.

Then, Kazutora started to walk you to the station but slowly that turned into him accompanying you all the way home and since he was taking the time to go with you you started offering him a cup of tea at your house before he’d leave again to get back to his and Chifuyu’s place.

That wasn’t the end of it because one cup of tea turned into two, then three and finally what started as a thanks for the inconvenience turned into hours-long talks about the most menial things just because.

Your cats loved him; Blue was always rubbing himself against his legs while Leo wasted no time to go lay on his legs and with a meow demand to be petted at the moment; but the most amazing thing of all was that Jin didn’t hate him, in fact he got way too comfortable with him which was a thing that you’d never seen, the only other person besides yourself that he liked was Hina, hell, not even Chifuyu had been able to charm the bigger cat and now apparently he didn’t mind Kazutora trailing behind you when even up to that day whenever he was visiting Chifuyu would get a growl from Jin but not Kazutora.

He was nice to your babies, he liked them and you could see that he didn’t change his demeanour towards them even when he thought you weren’t looking, in fact his voice got softer when directed at them and you were also the kind of person that trusted animal’s perception so the fact that your beloved cats liked him really told you that he had changed from what little you knew about his ways before being sent to prison after Baji’s death.

Kazutora started noticing the little things about you, for starters the way you’d always be singing a random thing off tune but with such energy that it was amusing but when asked he’d swear on his life that he wasn’t bothered that he actually liked it even though you knew very well that you weren’t a good singer but the opposite yet there was something powerful about having him joining in the middle of your singing, even when he didn’t know the lyrics he’d be humming along.

You were a sight to behold for him because in all the mess of his life he had never encountered someone as lively as yourself. Even after losing Baji you tried your best, you were determined and hardworking and so kind, not only to him but to every living thing no matter if they were animals, people or even plants, you amazed him because you were always so willing to be gentle to anyone.

You were a soothing presence.

That was not to say you didn’t have your bad days, after all you were only human and it was simply impossible to be at one hundred percent everyday the whole day, but you pushed through and you were always quick to ask for forgiveness if you had an outburst towards someone, you were the kind to not withhold apologies even when you weren’t at fault. He could remember a handful of times in which you apologized when he was the one to step on your toes.

You, of all people apologized to him, a social reject, a vermin, you apologized to him as if he was worthy, as if that was the logical thing to do but he knew that no matter what you did he knew that he was the one that still owed you a lifetime of apologies.

He wasn’t an idiot, he knew how much Baji meant to you even to that day, he noticed the little pieces of him lingering in your everyday, like how you always wore a hair tie around your wrist even when your hair was way too short for you to ever need it and whenever you had to get your bangs out of your face you used hair clips, never the tie on your wrist, the way you always cracked your knuckles as if getting ready for a fight even if you were only checking the animals and the way you carried yourself in a way resembled the way Baji used to.

He never told you but a few times he found you at the cemetery by coincidence while visiting Baji and there was something heartbreaking about seeing you kneeling on the ground with trembling shoulders despite it being a hot day. He regretted what he did, not only because he felt guilty or ‘cause he missed his friend but also for your sake because he wanted to see your happy smile, he never wanted to hear your cries ever again.

Just like him, you started seeking his company more and more, not only were you inviting him to stay and talk after walking you home but you made plans with him and just him, to go window shopping, for a cup of coffee, lunch dates, movie premieres; because you liked going to the movies so much and discovered that he was an enthusiast as much as you; movies on the couch, even just lazy sundays at your house playing the entire day with your cats.

Of course reaching this state was quick yet slow, it was hard to explain, like you were close to him and enjoyed his company, but it was different than it was with Hina or even Chifuyu yet you wouldn’t call it romantic, not at first.

Sure, there was something to Kazutora, you weren’t blind so you could see clear as day that he was rather handsome, probably one of the prettiest guys you’d ever met but there was something more, something that pulled you, something broken and lonely that tugged at your heart and told you to care for him.

At such a young age he had been to prison on two occasions and you could actually see that that was simply the tip of the iceberg. He had to mature too soon, he mentioned vaguely that his relation with his parents wasn’t the best and his eyes at times looked older than he actually was, plus it took a long time for him to get used to your affectionate ways because your love-language was physical touch. You had a special fascination with hair and all of your friends were used to that but Kazutora was like a kicked puppy that was only learning to trust in people once more.

You were a new breeze of air into his life, with your caring ways and funny nature he fell. For the first time in his life he had someone like you, at first it was difficult for him to realize that the fuzzy feeling inside his gut whenever he looked at you or even heard your voice meant what people called love but it was a given because he had never felt that way before.

For the longest time he felt like love was a lie, he remembered how bad his home life was, how strained and full of pain the things between his parents were, even now from time to time he had nightmares of his mother crying as his father hit her and then her begging him; only a child; to pick sides.

He wanted to hold you close, to keep you away from harm and to listen to your laugh for days on end, for once his heartbeat quickened for someone, he found a safe place in your presence, you were an oasis after years roaming the desert. You were such an unusual kind of certainty in his life that he never had but that he had searched for so long.

While Kazutora realized rather quickly; in comparison to you; that you had wormed your way into his heart making a home for you it took you around three years and others pointing it out for you to actually realize that he meant to you more than a friend.

The first one was your mother although not as subtly but rather by saying that she was happy that you were now with Kazutora which took you by surprise because you weren’t.

That wasn’t the end of it, but only the beginning.

The next one was Hina one day you were sleeping over at her house, but the cherry on top was Chifuyu.

“Hey, I know it’s not really my business, but when are you going to get together?” he asked one time when you went out for coffee.

“What?” you asked mindlessly, stirring some sugar into your beverage.

“Yeah, you’re kind of driving me crazy, it’s kind of annoying feeling like a third-wheel without actually being one, just get it over with” he spoke before taking a sip from his own cup.

“What?” you snapped your head back to him.

“Is that the only thing you’re gonna say?” he looked at you through half-lidded eyes.

“Yes, because I honestly don’t understand a single thing of what you’re saying” you shook your head and took a sip from your coffee.

“What I’m saying is that it’s obvious that you like Kazutora” he said matter-of-factly.

“Of course I like him, he’s my friend, I like you too”.

“No, you don’t, you like me as your friend but you like Kazutora in a different way, a lovey-dovey way” he deadpanned.

“No, Kei-” you began just like you did whenever your mother used to bring up your love life or thereof lack of it.

“Baji-san has been gone for years already” he cut you, wincing as he said that and to you his words felt like a slap across your face.

“Look, I know, trust me, I do, but it’s been long enough and if there is someone that makes you feel good you should go for it, he wouldn’t want you being unhappy for him” he sighed and with a hand pushed his hair back.

“He asked me to take care of you because he wanted you to be alright, he wanted you to be happy and he’d probably punch me if I simply stood by and watched you being miserable” he pushed his cup to the side, leaned over the table to grab you by the shoulders and looked into your eyes seriously.

“I know you like him, don’t be an idiot, it’s painfully obvious with how you look at him and spend almost all of your free time with him, Baji-san won’t be mad at you for finding someone new and I believe that he’d be happy that it is Kazutora of all people”.

Before you could respond to that, the sound of a new message cut you off and when you looked sideways to your phone on the table, a soft smile graced your lips when Kazutora’s name appeared on the screen. Without thinking you opened it and it was some random video of a kitten; somewhere along the way it became a thing between you and it reminded you of how Keisuke used to send you daily pictures of the cats that went to his house.

“It’s Kazutora, right?” Your face grew hot once you came back to reality, remembering suddenly with whom you were and what you were talking about.

“I’ll let you be, but don’t be an idiot and let yourself be happy” and just like that Chifuyu ended that conversation and quickly changed topics.

You knew you liked him, you felt warm whenever he was around you, his voice soothed you even on the worst of days and you looked forward to his messages. You had learned to find comfort in his eyes but they were a wrong shade; not brown enough.

He wasn’t Keisuke. He’d never be.

A few days later you found yourself in the shop, helping around but constantly sending glances in his direction, his back facing towards you, looking painfully similar to Kei’s even down to the hair length, although the color wasn’t the right match with it’s blonde streaks you could still fool yourself into thinking it was him.

But then he’d turn to look at you and send a smile your way and there would be a beauty mark under golden eyes and a tiger tattoo where it shouldn’t have been and that smile was lacking a pair of prominent incisives peeking through.

You knew it was wrong to look at him searching for Keisuke, searching for your lost love in another, clinging to the remnants of his passing through the world but you missed him so much.

At times you felt like you couldn’t even breathe, you had even fallen asleep in front of his family grave after a long day if you went to visit at dawn after not being able to make it at morning but you had to visit him daily in order to feel in his company because if you ever thought of skipping a lump appeared in your chest crushing your heart.

Yet, even then, even when you realized it wasn’t Baji your heart would skip a bit and your stomach would twist.

Later that night you found yourself walking home with Kazutora by your side in complete but comfortable silence, feeling the warmth oozing from his arm that was left hanging at his side lightly brushing against yours, rising even the tiniest hair of your arm.

Kazutora had been going at it over and over for months. At first, when he realized what he felt for you he decided to bury it deep and forever carry it in silence but as time went on he craved your presence.

He started wishing for more, more smiles, those smiles to be only for him, he even found himself looking forward to getting hurt while playing with your cats because it meant that you would be cleaning up his hands and putting on a band-aid with the utmost care and attention even if they were the most insignificant scratches ever.

He liked having your attention, he liked that you replied to any message from him almost immediately; unless you were attending to a patient then you’d reply as soon as possible; he also liked how your eyes would get bigger whenever something amazed you or if you found something even remotely cute.

Your constant ramblings plagued his mind at every hour no matter if he was asleep. Hell, he even went to Baji’s grave to ask for permission to love you, even if he did so in silence he felt like he owed that much to his old friend because you were his girl after all.

Why did it have to be you? Why Baji’s? Why did you have to come into his life and be like the sun? You were too much for him, too perfect, too good while he was nothing but a mess, too fucked up, too far away from repair. For fuck’s sake, he was the one that took your boyfriend away, he would have been better off handling your hate but instead you were there giving him so much it almost pained him, only adding up to his guilt.

This had to be some sick game of the universe. God must have been having the time of his life laughing at how the killer fell in love with the victim’s old love.

Before any of you knew, you had already gotten home and like it became custom you invited him inside for a cup of tea.

As soon as you opened the door, your three babies rushed to the entryway to greet you, Jin being the very first, you hadn’t taken two steps inside when he was already brushing himself against your legs. The other two weren’t too far but to your disappointment Leo approached Kazutora before even looking at you.

“I’ll stop bringing you here, you’re stealing them away from me” you pouted while kneeling down to hug Jin who looked at Kazutora with no distaste, then you picked up Blue and let him nuzzle your neck, after that still holding him you went to rub Leo with your free hand once he finally took notice of you and remembered who bought him food and toys.

Kazutora’s hearty laugh filled your ears pulling your mouth from the pout into a smile.

“Leo knows who’s the cool one” he winked your way. “I’m kidding, he likes you more” he looked down at said cat “right pal? Isn’t your mom the absolute best?”

“Oh, shut up, flattery won’t take you anywhere” You felt blood rushing to your face so you stood up hiding your reddening face into Blue’s fur.

You hurried to the kitchen and then, out of his sight was when you put Blue down and started to boil some water, hearing over it as the door closed and seconds later Kazutora appeared with the other two trailing behind.

You ended up splayed on the bigger couch in your living room, your back leaning against his side while Jin laid on top of your legs while in Kazutora’s rested the other two cats. At that moment you were with your eyes closed, mindlessly caressing Jin while you listened to Kazutora talk to your cats in a baby voice that you wouldn’t have expected from him the first time you met.

For him it wasn’t easy to keep his cool, he had to school his face even if you weren’t looking at him and oh, his heart was so loud it was about to jump out of his chest and he wouldn’t mind but he didn’t want you to listen.

I’m sorry Baji.

A meow of protest fell on deaf ears since he had stopped caressing Leo and Blue, instead turning his full attention towards you.

You turned your head and suddenly you found yourself way too close to his face; so much you could’ve counted every single of his lashes; staring up at a pair of golden eyes that were looking at you and only you as if you had been the one to hang up the stars in the sky.

His features were delicate, so beautiful it was heartstopping, he looked almost otherworldly; and not only because the ghost of Baji’s face lingered in his in a particular way; but there was a certain glimmer in his eyes that you had been noticing from a few days leading to that one, only that then it shined brighter than ever.

Unbeknownst to you, your eyes were reflecting Kazutora’s shine and your heart was beating to the same tempo as his starting up a melody of their own with your breathing getting caught up in your lungs making up the rhythm accompanying your song.

You were being drawn into each other like opposite poles of a magnet, barely any resistance was there and soon enough you met in the middle. At first it was the softest brush; like when you first dip your toe before jumping into the water; but it started a whole revolution inside both.

The brush became a second and then your lips were pressing against each other, basking in the warmth that radiated off that single contact that sparked a bunch of reactions at the same time. Your heart went off, your lungs closed; forgetting for that moment that they needed air and not that man to keep kissing you; and for the briefest moment your mind stopped thinking about Baji.

Kazutora was ready to die, if he was sent to hell at that very moment he’d be glad because at least he got a taste of heaven and it was more than enough. He decided then and there that he was bound to be cursed because how did a monster like him manage to get a kiss from an angel such as yourself? It must have been a sin for something so tainted to even look your way.

He didn’t know when your hand placed itself on the side of his neck but he knew that he was yours, if there was any doubt of that up until that point, it vanished with the way you were gently caressing his tattoo as if you were tracing it by memory, as if you had paid close attention to him, as if he mattered, as if he was something more than a broken thing.

Something inside you moved when a whimper escaped his lips the first time you pulled away for a mere second in order to get air before going in once more, this time ready to open your mouth and let him take while you explored. It felt nice, new; which was to be expected since the last time you had kissed someone this way had been with Baji.

Keisuke.

You opened your eyes and suddenly pulled away, almost as if his touch burned you; and in a way it could be said to be true; and your violent movement startled the three cats that you had ignored moments before, making them leave for your room.

The image of your beloved; death; boyfriend took Kazutora’s place, brown replaced gold and the beauty mark vanished, the yellow strands that framed his face turned jet black and the smile you’d been missing like crazy; that particularly his that showed his teeth was there.

You blinked a few times and his image left, allowing you to see Kazutora for who he was and not the ghost of him.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came to me” he looked at you with tears gathering in his eyes almost pleading and you realized how it must have looked to him.

“No, Tora, I-”

I’m an idiot, I blew this up. Again I’ve just gone and ruined what good I had.

“I’m going now” he stood up and left for the door, leaving you alone and cold on the couch.

I’m sorry Keisuke.

You stood up and went after, finding him in the doorway hastily putting on his shoes but you grasped his arm to stop him.

“I will leave right now, it’ll be like nothing happened” you caught a glimpse of a tear trailing down his cheek and that sight prompted you to speak.

“No” your other hand reached for the fabric of his shirt, securing him.

“Y/N”

“I don’t want you to leave, I-” the words choked you, there was too much you had to say and your mouth wasn’t responding as fast as you would’ve liked.

“Don’t ask me to stay because if you do it’ll only hurt more when you tell me it was a mistake”

“But it wasn’t a mistake, I want you, okay? Kazutora, I like you” you at least managed to say the one thing that was clear in your mind, that had been clear for a long time but only got accepted after that one conversation with Chifuyu.

That certainly stopped him, for he turned around to fully face you and you saw his eyes filled to the brim in tears that he refused to let run freely.

You reached for his face as slowly as the first time you two met, giving him enough space to retreat, but how could he when the thing he wanted most was to be with you and bask in the calm that your presence brought into his messy life? When he didn’t give any signs of pulling away you smiled and cupped his cheeks as if you were holding a piece of glass; and in a way Kazutora was just as fragile as that material when it came to you.

He leaned into your touch, and you were bold enough to pull him in and rest your foreheads together, looking with all seriousness into his eyes, having deja vu of the first day.

“Why? Why? I- what I did to Baji, you know what I’ve done, I don’t”

“I really can’t say, I just do, it’s, it’s hard, okay?” you closed your eyes for a brief second before continuing.

“I swore that there wouldn’t be anyone else and now, now you are here and I like being with you but I know that is way different from how it is with anyone else, it’s something more, something I never thought I’d be able to feel again”

He smiled through his tears because after all he’s done, every mistake in his life said that he didn’t deserve you and yet there you were.

“But I also have to be honest with you” he braced himself for what would be your next words.

“I still love Keisuke, I will probably still be loving him even fifty years from now and that is something that will never change, he was my first friend, first time holding hands, my first love, first kiss, many firsts, he took most of them” you gave out a wobbly smile.

“He’s forever imprinted in my skin and I’ll always be his” he lowered his gaze at that. “But if you can accept that I’m willing to try this, I never dated; not really, not an actual relationship; after him but I wouldn’t mind it being you, I think we deserve a chance”.

His heart was thumping inside his chest making it harder to process everything so you waited while his mind raced. Kazutora looked into your eyes and knew he had to take the chance because you were what he needed and even if he was undeserving you thought him worthy.

A selfish part of him, the bad side said that he should be glad because if Baji was there he knew you would have chosen him, a thousand times you’d have chosen Baji over Kazutora and that pained him but what pained him the most was the fact that a tiny part of him was happy because now he had the chance to be with you.

He was taking the life Baji should’ve had, but he’d take good care of you.

He could live being second best if that meant he got to have you.

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kisasan · 2 years ago

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I made maitake playlist with the last chapter in mind, so if you’re in the mood for some angst, or you just looking for a playlist to listen to while you reading or writing/drawing angst, here you go! <3

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tomanstwindragons · 4 years ago

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Mikey : I’m gonna die alone.

Mitsuya : mikey , you’re not gonna die alone.

Mikey : takemitchy , was my safety net, okay? He got married and now I have to get a snake.

Draken : Uh-huh. Why is that?

Mikey : If I’m gonna be an old lonely person, I’m gonna need a thing, you know? A hook. Like that guy in the subway who eats his own face.

Mikey : So I figured I’ll be “Crazy Man With A Snake”, you know? Crazy snake man.

Mikey : Then I’ll get more snakes, call them my babies. Kids won’t walk past my place, they will run! RUN AWAY FROM CRAZY SNAKE MAN!

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers manga #incorrect tokyo revengers quotes #tokyo revengers incorrect quotes #sano manjiro #manjiro sano #draken #ken ryuguji #mitsuya takashi #takemichi hanagaki #hinata tachibana #takehina #tokyo manji gang

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thekillingmoonmoon · 3 years ago

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two | sunlight, sweetpea

(happy goodbyes, thank-you for a pleasant stay, we part with love)

sequel to wisteria wishes (one / two)

part one / part two

part of killing moon’s garden

Pairing: Inui Seishu x Fem! reader

Warnings: NSFW, soft dom! Inui, smut, angst to fluff, unprotected sex, one (1) slap, some big ole tears

Length: 2,6k

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Are you gonna leave me?” Strawberry lips stilled in their kiss, and Inui’s roaming hands immediately released their hold on you. He propped himself up on his elbows, the sunswept storm in his eyes clouding over as he saw your tears.

“Angel?” his palm came up to cradle your face, “what do you mean?” His face fell, stone colouring his features as his mouth set in a firm line. You blinked, fighting the furious ache in your heart, casting your spine in iron as you braced for the inevitable end. This was better, you thought, rather break the fragile bud of your flowering relationship now than take an axe to an empty adoration. Save yourself from the heartache, the shattering of your self, the pain of learning to live alone again. You gulped. “Are you going to leave me, Seishu?” you repeated, frantically ignoring the tingle in your chest as Inui tilted his head in confusion. “I don’t understand, love. I only have work later, if that’s what you’re asking?” You shook your head, heart brimming with snow. Inui freed you from his arms with a frown, his mouth motionless as he watched you sit up, tugging at your sheets until you were covered once more. You pulled your knees to your chest and rubbed your hand down your face. Inui shifted so that he sat across from you, his legs spread out on either side of your hips, his knees brushing at your silken skin.

“Talk to me, angel,” he reached up to whisper your tears away with his thumb, his touch so warm, so terrible, so tempting. “I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s going on, yeah? Why do you think I’m gonna leave?” he asked, the gentle smoulder of his voice curling around your frosted heart. You crossed your arms. “Because everybody leaves, Seishu.” Inui started, shocked by the sombre sound of your accusation. It resounded through him, echoing through his history, his lonely years in empty graveyards, his nights spent clutching at rose-coloured memories. Inui knew. Everybody did leave. Whether by death or by desire, the door to his heart had been slammed shut by departing guests for as long as he could remember. Akane. Shinichiro. Koko. All that he had loved had left. But he was not alone. He had Draken, and Takemitchy, and you. He had you, finally, and he wanted to hold onto you with all that he had, with his whole heart, but only if you took his hand freely.

“I…” he started, “I, um,” the words fumbled, tumbling over each other, infantile, clumsy, “Fuck, um” he cursed softly, all his thoughts failing to fall together. “I know what you mean,” he finally managed, the words flowing, “everybody does leave.”

A cold silence was cast over the room and you curled in on yourself, your eyes avoiding Inui’s. ‘Now what?’ you wondered, your world already draining of colour, the air already rushing from your lungs. ‘Would he leave, never to return? Would you go back to being strangers, tied together by a frayed thread and a single night?’ you shivered. Scuffed knuckles kissed your cheek, caressing your salt-stained skin with soft promises as Inui tucked your hair away behind your ear and cupped your face. “But I want to stay, love, I want to stay with you,” There was no tremble in his tone, no waver in his voice. Your eyes snapped into his stare, the intense sincerity of his summer-sea eyes enough to crack the ice around your heart. His other hand ran up your arm, leaving a lane of goosebumps in its wake as he held your face in his palms. His name blew from your lips in a breathy gasp, your mouth opening in reply, but he silenced you with his index finger to your lips.

“I meant it when I said you were mine, pretty girl,” your eyelids fluttered at his candyfloss confession, almost humming as his fingers traced your features. He continued, “I won’t leave unless you want me to,” Inui murmured, shuffling closer so that his low tones could reach you. You gulped, swallowing down the slither of insecurity that nestled in your chest, letting the truth topple from your tongue. “I don’t want this to just be a one-night-stand, Seishu,” you looked at him, your lashes lined with teary diamonds, a spark crackling within your stare. “I don’t want that either,” Inui agreed, but you carried on, your courage close to completion as you desperately spilt your desires. “And I don’t want it to be ‘just sex’,” you shuddered, “I know that we’re different, and that we live differently, but I want to be a part of your life, just as much as I want you to be a part of mine.” There it was, spelt in tears and a bitterly held hope, a door that opened for both of you, a future unfurled in the scrumpled sheets of your futon.

You let the weight of your words settle in the space between you and Inui. This was your heart, wrapped in white linen and laid bare, just for him. To hold, or to hurt. Silence sailed out around you, and you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the end, the emptiness. Instead, chapped lips pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of your mouth. Once, twice, three times, his mouth met yours, each time growing in quiet intensity, until his mouth melted over yours in a warm wash of love and lust. “I’m here, love,” Inui murmured into the kiss, “’m always gonna be here, okay?” Heated hands grabbed at your hips and wrestled you onto his lap, your knees spread by the thick muscle of his thighs, your shield of white sheets snatched away to reveal your flushed skin. “I’m yours, angel,” Inui vowed, his voice low and gentle as he scooped you toward him, his palms flush to your flesh, his fingers greedy as they pressed into your plush curves. He raised you onto your knees, letting your stare fall over his upturned face, his own seaswept eyes coloured green by the sunlight that slipped between you. Inui gazed up at you, his eyelids lowered, his lips parted, prepared to layer you in strawberry kisses and stonecast promises. He started with the press of his skin to yours, the bare warmth of his chest startling to the shivered skin of your stomach, only magnified by the electric thrum of his hands exploring your form. Then, Inui laid his love bare across your chest, blossoming more bruises into your yielding skin whilst he mumbled praises to your beating heart. His hands came up beneath your breasts, holding them to his bared teeth as he nipped and nibbled at your tits. Your head tipped back, your fears falling away with each calloused caress of Inui’s touch, each unvoiced vow that he uttered into your skin.

Inui took one of your nipples between his teeth, forcing a gasp from your lips as he lapped velvet over the pebbled flesh, warm and wet. He suckled more blooming bruises beneath your breasts, leaving open-mouthed bites behind whenever you stifled the sounds whimpering from between your lips. “I’m not leaving you, my love, so let me hear you,” his command was cold, a contrast to the vivid warmth that flooded and flushed through your body. He nipped at you again, the sensation short and sharp, snatching a yelp from your throat that turned the straight line of Inui’s mouth into a wicked smile. “That’s it, pretty girl, I want to hear all your lovely little noises when I fuck you,” eyes of ice travelled up your chest, “so don’t you dare try to hide yourself away from me, okay?” You nodded dizzily, your ‘yes’ strained and distant as Inui stoked at the fire deep within your tummy. Cold air crept up the inner skin of your thighs, catching at the glistening slick that trickled from your needy cunt, causing you to shiver unconsciously. Despite the iron ache deep in your hips, despite the stretched tension in your lower stomach, you wanted Inui. You wanted Inui snug within you, his soft pine scent surrounding you as he warmed you with his thick liquid love, filling you, re-forming you to fit his flawed perfection.

Your hands trickled from Inui’s shoulders to the sun-kissed skin of his torso, tracing his scattering of scars to where the soft fuzz of golden hair led to his hard and weeping length. Inui watched with windswept eyes, his lashes low and fluttering as you felt him. He hissed when you finally grasped him, his cock heavy and twitching in your hand, salty streaks of pre already staining your fingertips as you gently fucked him with your hand. “Shit, angel,” Inui tossed his head back as you squeezed, “yes, just like that,” his own hands curled around yours, guiding you up and down whilst his hips stuttered free from the sheets. His other hand automatically found your hip, and his fingers dug deep into the lush flesh of your upper thigh. You whimpered in pleasure from the pain, your pussy clenching and spilling over nothing, your slick dripping sticky shiny threads onto Inui’s lap until he was close to losing his last remaining restraints.

Suddenly, your world shifted, Inui holding you fast to his chest as he fell flat to his back, your cunt now flush to his flickering cock. He rutted his hips up into you, his cockhead catching on your clit, his length splitting your pussy lips to lather him in your silvery slick. Your hearts beat together for a brief moment, your eyes meeting in a shattering of stars and summer skies. You wished to hold onto this moment for eternity, the image of Inui splayed out beneath you etched into the infinity of your memory, his hair scattered in a spray of sunlight across the crisp white of your linen, his stare stained dark and stormy by lust. Instead, you kissed him, your fingers threaded through the spun gold of his hair, your breath broken by his as he swore his lifelong servitude to your love.

“I’m yours, pretty girl,” he breathed, “and I won’t leave you, not unless you’ve given up on loving me,” he huffed, “because I’m not gonna give up on loving you, d’you understand?” Tears startled you, trickling down your icy cheeks in warm trails of salt and salvation. The drops of your devotion dribbled from your skin to his, tainting your kiss with your released tension, your anxiety flowing away with each wayward tear. “Yes, Seishu,” your voice hitched, “I’m yours too, Seishu. I’m yours,” you muttered, barely audible above the stutter and thud of your heart. Inui smiled up at you, soft buttery sunlight shining over your skin and filling your chest with toe-curling warmth. “Yeah?” the corner of his mouth curled, “you’re mine? My pretty girl?” deep with the watery wash of his eyes, ice flashed, sharp, sure. His canines closed over the plump flesh of your bottom lip, pulling until your lip popped free. “Is my pretty girl gonna let me fuck her stupid?” you barely answered before Inui’s cock was slipping into your cunt, splitting you deep and wide on its hot length. Your breath was knocked loose from your chest, rattling through your ribs and past your lips in a hushed puff. Inui eased his hips up into yours, filling your pussy until your bodies were flush together. You were full, flopped against Inui’s chest, your cunt fluttering and flinching around the warmth within you. Inui had your head tucked into the crook of his neck, his hands cautious as he played with your hair, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he bit back the urge to fuck into you like an animal.

Eventually, you managed to pull yourself upright, pushing yourself away from Inui’s chest to sit on your knees, the tip of his cock almost at the base of your throat. You lifted your hips and Inui let you set the pace, observing you silently as you rocked yourself on his cock. You were slow, so sensual without realising it, your bare skin shattered by the sunlight streaming in through the window, your limbs lifting and lowering your body in a languid melody that had Inui straining against his own sanity. He reached up for you, running his hands over your silken skin, cupping and caressing your breasts whilst you rode him towards your climax.

You laid your palms over Inui’s chest, eyes widening at the pounding of his heartbeat beneath your hand, belying the storm that brewed behind his calm eyes. You barely let his cock free from the clutches of your cunt, immediately swaddling it in your silken wet walls as you slammed your hips back down onto Inui. Your head lolled back as you lost yourself, your body ebbing and flowing into a state of saccharine bliss, each drop of your hips hitting that point within you that sent you past the stars.

But it was not enough, not enough for Inui, who could crawl deep within the warmth of your heart and still not be satisfied, not be satisfied unless you were almost senseless with desire for him, completely at his mercy, yet completely comfortable within his hands. You were startled by the sting of reality and the aftershock of Inui’s slap to your upper thigh. His hands lay heavy on your hips, his fingertips deep in your flesh, keeping a firm hold on your body as you fell forward. “Hold on f’me, angel,” Inui rasped, shifting until his feet were flat on your futon and his hips began thrusting up into your pussy.

You could barely breathe as Inui fucked you formless and you clutched desperately at his hard chest whilst he pushed you to your peak. You could hear the heady squelch of your hazy lust, echoing through your empty apartment, accompanied by your pitched moans and needy cries. You were close, the push of Inui’s cock deep with you creating pressure between your hips. You were dizzy on the feel of him, of the static rush of his cock against your walls, the smack of his hips to yours, the tickle of his hot breath in your ear.

“’m close, Seishu,” you panted, the pump of his hips jostling up against his chest. You struggled to meet his gaze and nearly went giddy at the sight of his eyes, glazed over and gluttonous. He grinned at you, one hand coming up to the back of your neck to drag your mouth to his, the other reaching between your bodies to press against your clit.

You both came with a cry, Inui claiming the sound in an overwhelming kiss, his own body shuddering as he shot his cum depth within your trembling cunt. You were filled with his white warmth, almost intoxicated with the feeling, your thighs shaking and shivering around his waist.

Inui rolled both of you over to one side, still buried deep within you, his cock slow to soften whilst his cum spilt from your spent cunt. He covered you in angel-soft kisses, showering you in his adoration as you came back down to earth. After a few minutes basking in the blissful stickiness and your scrumpled sheets, Inui slipped away. He returned with a warm washcloth and a glass of water, his phone already buzzing and chiming beside your futon.

Inui had to leave, for now. He gathered himself together with a series of mumbled curses and blushed cheeks, hiding his face as you laughed at his haste. Then, wearing one of the many oversized shirts you owned and the promise to return after work, Inui left. He left after a lingering kiss, the longing clear in his eyes when he looked back before walking away, his promise waiting for him to fulfil it, clutched tight to your chest.

It was a goodbye, a shared sweet farewell, where the breath between your words held a future, and the parting of your lips promised life.

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TOMAN! atten-HUT! : PT.2 : I thought you'd be taller...

Masterlist - Prologue - Chapter 2 - Cheat Sheet

“Mikey, I swear, if you don’t hurry the fu-” “Calm down Draken, threatening him’s not gonna make him go any faster.” Mitsuya yawned after trying to deter a fight from happening this early in the morning. The time was currently 5:25 am. It was cold, most of them were exhausted since they stayed up way too late, and none of them wanted to be there.

“*sigh* I’m not threatening him, I’m just warning him that if he makes us late I’m going to kill him.” Seeing as only 2 of the 14 were 18 (Muto and Pah), most of them didn’t have to worry about being sent to jail, but what the other 3 seniors did have to worry about was losing future job opportunities, or worse, getting held back.

“Can’t argue with that..Muto said he was with Sanzu, Pah and Peh, they should get there on time. Hakkai was with Chifuyu and Takemitchy they...might..get there on time. We’ve got Mikey, and I think Kazutora and Baji were going to get there together and Smiley and Angry are obviously going together.” Draken groaned, dragging a hand down his face, “I swear if they’re late-” “It’s too early for this…”

The two boys turned to see Mikey, incredibly disheveled and sleep deprived, stumbling out his front door and towards the 2 boys waiting on their motorcycles. “Finally, get on, we have 15 minutes to get there.”

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The girl shivered, how is it that every single morning, without fail, the one person responsible for bringing the key to get into the building is late?! Well, that probably has something to do with who was given the key, but oh well. She looked around, the freshmen were huddled into awkward little groups, either talking quietly amongst themselves or not talking at all (probably scared of the juniors/seniors standing around them).

The sophomores and juniors were grouped together and had, impressively enough, already managed to make everyone laugh at some dumb thing they did. The seniors were also huddled up somewhere, talking trash about Petty Officer Danvers or raving about what some kid did during their class period. There’s a reason the lone senior was standing by herself…

That, and, she was waiting for her platoon to arrive. It had been decided that the 14 boys from Toman would be formed into their own platoon, since it was already 1 ½ months into the school year, and, well there were 14 of them. This new platoon would be called Delta platoon¹, and she had been lucky enough to be dubbed ‘Delta Platoon Commander’.

She stuck her hands further into her pockets, ducking her chin into the collar of her jacket before she, and everyone else waiting outside, heard what sounded like thunder. 14 motorcycles pulled into the student section of the parking lot, 14 pairs of bright headlights practically blinding the rest of the drill team. The lights one by one shut off, the sound of metal kickstands scraping the pavement and heavy footsteps nearing closer echoed through the empty school parking lot. She watched as they came walking up to where the team was waiting.

The girl slightly turned her head, attitude immediately souring as she watched her fellow seniors whisper and laugh, talking about how they were going to fail.

How she was going to fail.

“We’ll be just fine, thanks.” They stopped talking and turned to face the young officer, eyes wide and expressions shocked. She wasn’t shy, but she wasn’t outspoken either. She was quiet. She would much rather observe what’s going on rather than partake in it, conversations included. So unless it involved her, or someone/thing she cared about, she felt she was much better off staying out of it.

But something about the way they so carelessly dismissed her platoon and leadership abilities really just struck a chord with her. Despite having been in the unit with them for 4 years now, working tirelessly and endlessly hard for this unit and (at least in freshman and sophomore year) trying to be included in their group...they had never exactly welcomed her in. Which was fine, she did have friends...well okay maybe she really didn’t have real good friends besides one person in that unit, but one is more than enough.

“You’re on time, well done. Now you just have to do that..” She stopped to think, making a show of counting off her fingers and looking up to the sky, “100 more times? 150? Doesn’t matter.” A few of the boys groaned, specifically Mikey who was not thrilled to be up this early, let alone hear he’ll have to do it for the rest of the year.

“Uhm..if you don’t mind me asking...what are we doing here before school? The whole unit doesn’t come in does it?!” She looked towards the boy who had just asked the question, he had spiked blond hair, light blue eyes, and was shorter than the others. He wasn’t the shortest, the shortest looked half dead.

She shook her head, “Not the whole unit, no. There’s usually about 20 of us here. NJROTC units have teams in them. We have a Drill team, Academics team, Athletics team, and orienteering team. We have practices and competitions like any other group in our school, the only difference is, they have priority. And since sports teams use the gyms in the afternoons, the only time we have the gyms to practice in the mornings.”

One of the boys took a step forward, it was one of the taller ones with long blond hair tied back into a braid and...is that a tattoo?! “Wait, why can’t they come in during the mornings? Isn’t it a little unfair you guys are the only ones who have to come in so early?” Her eyes widened a bit, and embarrassingly enough she was a little shocked at how...normal they were. “Yeah, I guess it is, but that kinda thing happens a lot to us so, get used to it.” The smile on the cadet officer’s face betrayed the dull look in her eye, it was clear this kind of thing did indeed happen a lot.

Eventually, the designated cadet did finally come in clutch with their key to the building. The cadets all headed down to the ROTC room², setting down their backpacks and the like before some grabbed rifles, the color guard grabbed their flags and one of the older boys grabbed a sword. “Alright..uh...guys..fallout into the hallway, just form a line, we’ll head up to the gym in a minute.” The boys wearily nodded, shuffling out to the hallway where they formed a somewhat straight line. A few minutes later Addy came out into the hallway, eyebrow raising as she looked at them. When she sent them into the hallway, she expected them to either:

Go upstairs and straight up ignore her

Form the most JAGGED line she had ever seen

Simply leave the premises

The shock was evident on her face as she came out to see each and everyone of them quiet, head and eyes forward as they waited in a close to perfect line...It was actually pretty impressive.

*2 minutes before this*

“Takemitchy, go to the back!” Mitsuya harshly whispered to the young teen, Takemichi practically tripping over himself as he rushed to join the back of the line. Draken had just finished giving Toman a, for lack of a better term, terrifying warning talk. “Kenny, I don’t like this. Why don’t we just leave? What’s the school gonna do anyway..”

Draken sighed, “The school is itching to have us expelled, or sent to jail. We’ve just gotta keep our heads down and act the part until they get off our backs. Once we show them the image they want to see, we can get back to running Tokyo. But until then...we’ve gotta play their game.”

Mikey frowned, “Fine...does this ‘game’ include listening to that Palmer chick?” Draken nodded, “Yes...but to be honest, I don’t think she’ll be a problem. It should be pretty easy to go behind her back.”

Draken’s plan was a good one.

His assumption of the young Cadet Lieutenant Junior Grade?

Not so much.

*back to present*

Draken held back a smirk at the shock shown on the girl's face. He figured she expected them to fail, I mean, who in that unit, the school board or in general didn’t expect them to fail? The girl’s expression returned to her usual relaxed one, nodding as she spoke loudly, “Alright! Follow me, we’re going up to the gym, no talking.”

The boys followed her, silently in a straight line. All the way through the hall, all the way up the stairs and into the gym. She took them to the far end of the gymnasium, and halted them.

All 14 of them were lined up on the black line, Addy moved to stand in front of them, amber eyes scanning over them as they stood still, each of them stealing glances at the young female.

She clapped her hands together, wringing her fingers together as she took a moment to think, “Okay, here’s the thing. I hate losing.”

The boys' eyes widened, some of them showing their shock more than others as they watched the girl sigh, cross her arms and take a look to the other side of the gym where the regular drill team was practicing.

“You see the group over there?” The boys all looked over, some leaning forwards or backwards to see where the girl had nodded her head towards. “They’re all expecting one thing from us, an overwhelming failure. Myself included. So,”

She paused, turning her head back to look directly into the souls of each and every one of the Tokyo Manji Gang members that were present.

“It’s my job to make sure that doesn’t happen, and by me making sure that doesn’t happen, y’all are also gonna have to make sure that doesn’t happen by working with me.” Her expression got ever so slightly softer, “I’m well aware of what kind of things you guys have done, and will no doubt continue to do, and to be completely honest...I don’t care, just leave me and ROTC out of it.”

She took a few steps to be closer to the group, walking over to the cadet who was ‘first in line’, this cadet happened to be Draken. “Oh, I’m Cadet Lieutenant Junior Grade Adelaide Palmer, so you can call me Palmer, Addy, I really don’t care, but when I ask you a question you say ‘yes ma’am, no ma’am’, does that make sense?” It took a moment, but most of them got it and said ‘Yes Ma’am!’ She nodded, “Alright, same goes for the other officers, it’s either yes ma’am, or yes sir.”

She turned to face Draken once again.

Taking a look at him she understood why everyone was so scared of him. He held himself with pride, but he didn’t come off as arrogant, he came off as dignified. He was intimidating, she’ll give him that, I mean he was well built and a good 4 inches taller than her at least. Still, he was the same age as her, and a person is still a person, so she really wasn’t all that scared.

“So, you’re the one they call ‘The invincible Mikey’” The boys face contorted into one of confusion, “What? No, my name’s Ken Ryuguji...Draken.” Her eyes widened, “Really? Oh shoot I’ve been wrong this whole time.” She took a few steps back, scanning back over the line of boys, “So which one of you is Mikey? The famed leader of Toman?”

There was a split second of silence, then a few eyebrow raises as they discovered that, yes, she really didn’t know who Mikey was. “That would be me.” The girl looked over to her right, specifically to the short blond who had his hand raised, dark eyes blank and face void of expression. She walked over to him, eyebrows raising as she took a moment to study him. “What? Cat got your tongue?” Mikey knew Draken would probably kick him for it later, but the surprised expression on the officer’s face made it worth it. “No..no, I just...I thought the ‘invincible Mikey’ would be taller.”

Silence

Complete and utter silence.

She shrugged, moving back to her original place and trying hard to suppress the smirk that was threatening to come to her face. She was well aware who the invincible Mikey was.

“Alright, I know 2 of your names, now I just need to know the other 12. As I go down the line, tell me your name, and your age. Am I clear?” They sounded off with a ‘yes ma’am’ and she began her way down the line.

The first guy was also tall, and he had a very strong build. “Yasuhiro Muto, I am 18.” The girl nodded, moving down the line.

“Haruchiyo..Sanzu..I’m 16.”

“Nahoya Kawata, 16”

“...Souta Kawata..16”

“...”

She raised an eyebrow, looking intently at the blue haired young man in front of her.

“What’s your name?”

...she couldn’t tell if he didn’t hear her or was flat out ignoring her. “Can you-” “Sorry, you’ll have to excuse him, he uh....has a hard time talking to girls..his name is Hakkai Shiba, he’s 14.”

She slowly nodded, turning her head to the person who had spoken. He was just a little shorter than she was, he had silver hair and striking purple eyes. But what stuck out the most was how both eyebrows were slit, and she had to admit.

He was pretty attractive.

“Okay, thank you, go ahead and tell me your name.”

The boy nodded, “Takashi Mitsuya, I’m 17.” He also happened to be the same age as her-

NOPE, not doing this, moving on.

“Kazutora Hanemiya, 16.”

“Keisuke Baji...15”

“Matsuno Chifuyu, 14!”

“OH uh- Takemitchy Hanagaki!” The rest of the Toman members broke out laughing, causing the boy in front of her to flush red, and the girl to raise an eyebrow. “Take...mitchy?”

“Y-yes ma’am! I MEAN, No ma’am!” ….”Takemitchy it is.” The boy cringed as his hands came up to clutch at his forehead, a ‘nice going, Takemitchy!’ coming from Draken as the girl shook her head, taking another step to the right.

“Ryohei Hayashi! I’m 17 Ma’am! But I go by Peh!” The girl nodded, “Alright, that’s fine.”

“Haruki Hayashida! I’m 18, I go by Pah!” She nodded, “Got it.”

Lastly, she came to stand in front of Mikey, resisting the urge to smile as she saw a small pout had formed on his lips.

He didn’t speak.

She raised an eyebrow, “You are…?”

He remained silent, refusing to give the girl who insulted him, the leader of the most powerful gang in Tokyo, her answer.

Her expression dropped to one of boredom, hand coming to rest on her hip as her head tilted. “If you don’t answer me, I’m assuming you’re a freshman and I’m calling you ‘pipsqueak’, care to change that?” His dark eyes narrowed, “Manjiro Sano..I go by Mikey and I’m 16.” She nodded, “Thank you Mikey.”

Turning on her heel, she walked back to face Toman, giving her a moment to think before she went down the line, perfectly matching each and everyone of them to their correct name.

“Draken, Muto, Sanzu, Nagoya Kawata, Souta Kawata, Hakkai, Mitsuya, Hanemiya, Baji, Chifuyu, Takemitchy, Peh, Pah and Mikey.”

She clapped her hands to herself, “Okay! Let’s get started.”

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¹Especially for ceremonies or events, a unit is typically split into platoons (bigger units may have assigned platoons from the get-go) whose names come from the phonetic alphabet. Toman is the 4th platoon (a unit of 86 would have 3 platoons, a staff platoon and a colorguard.), and Delta is the 4th letter in the phonetic alphabet.

²Most ROTC rooms consist of several parts, the classroom, the office, General Storage, Supply and the Armory. Each are separate rooms of varying sizes connected to each other. See the picture of the ROTC room (I made it up for this :p) I placed in the Cheat Sheet!

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