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lmlknn · 3 months ago

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Pairing: Platonic! Sano "Mikey" Manjiro x Brother! Male! Reader.

Warnings: Fighting, mention of death, general angst, bad words, reader has established appearance.

Summary: After Emma's death, Toman's battle against Tenjiku is set to begin, but what happens when Takemichi and Chifuyu find the last hidden member of S62...?

English is not my first language any spelling or grammar mistakes please let me know!

Takemichi knew that neither Mikey nor Draken could go fight Tenjiku; he couldn't blame them either, they had just lost a very important loved one. But he wasn't willing to let Tenjiku win in such a way; even if he had to give his life, he would do it for Mikey and the promises he had made.

With the help of his friends, they arrived at the seventh pier of Yokohama; there was all of Tenjiku, including the bigwigs of said gang.

Takemichi was in the center, with the Toman behind him. Watching as Tenjiku began to approach them calmly.

Some members were still in the containers, watching everything. "We'll start with a vanguard fight," Izana demanded.

Takemichi had no idea what that was. But Mochizuki was more than willing to fight, although he was stopped by Shion, while the Toman gave Pehyan.

The tension between the Toman was almost palpable, but it soon turned to calm, as with a single blow, Pehyan defeated Shion.

“Why don’t you try talking instead of barking!?” he shouted. Was it going to be that easy? Maybe Toman could win. Takemichi thought.

After giving the signal, everyone began to fight; Tenjiku’s advantage was obvious: although the Toman’s skills were good, Tenjiku was stronger.

In an act of desperation, Chifuyu decided that it was better to advance with Takemichi and his friends, as reaching Izana was going to be a real challenge.

Pehyan was knocking out many members of Tenjiku; Izana, seeing that, decided to take matters into his own hands.

Pushing aside the crowd that was forming around Pehyan, he smiled mockingly. “What are you waiting for?” he said with the intention of provoking the vice-captain of the third division even more.

“The general’s head will be mine!”he shouted as he ran. However, he was knocked out by a kick from Izana, which sent him flying.

The small fights of the others stopped for a few moments due to the surprise that such an act produced.

Chifuyu decided to fight against Mochizuki, the Haitani brothers against Angry and Hakkai, Takemichi went against his childhood friend, Kakucho, Inupi went against the former captain of the fifth division, Muto, but was knocked down by Kokonoi, the person he wanted to save...

In the shadows produced by the containers, a man with semi-long blond hair watched everything with a sadistic smile.

"I just want Mikey to arrive~"he whispered with what seemed to be pleasure. He leaned his back against the container again, closed his eyes tightly and the smile on his face turned bitter. "I can't wait to destroy you, little brother~"

When he looked back out, his eyes widened slightly in surprise: all the other members of S62 were lying defeated on the ground.

He let out a growl, slammed the container in front of him, and began walking through them so he could find Izana.

He was careful not to be seen by anyone from Toman; the last thing he wanted was for a fuss to start too soon.

“Izana-kun, can I come in? Mochi, Shion, Ran, and Rin are all totally finished. At this rate, the Toman won’t take long to reach us.” His tone was strange, a mix of seriousness with seduction and mockery.

“You were supposed to go in when Mikey arrived,” Izana replied. “Oh, come on~,” (M/n) whispered.

“Hide back. If Mikey doesn’t show up, you can finish off the remains of Toman. The only way you're going to be able to get out is if this gets even more out of hand. Until then I don't want anyone to see you." Izana's gaze was intimidating, but it didn't stop (M/n).

"Mmm~" with a mocking smile and a threatening glint in his eyes, he returned to the darkness of the containers, finding the perfect hiding place to continue watching the massacre that Toman's battle against Tenjiku had become.

His attention focused on Kakucho and Takemichi; Izana's friend was beating the dyed blond to a pulp, but (M/n) had to accept that his resistance was extraordinary.

"Mikey-kun has good friends. It's a shame that everything is going to end today." he muttered.

The fight took an unexpected turn when Kisaki approached Takemichi with a gun. The blond was bleeding profusely; one of his eyes was half open, a product of the blows he received from Kakucho.

"Shit, he's crazy" (M/n) said. Takemichi's gaze did not show terror; unlike his friends, determination emanated from the blond.

"I guess it's time to intervene." Quickly, (M/n) began to climb down the containers, and once he was on solid ground, he ran towards Kisaki.

The sound of the gun scared everyone, but their surprise was greater when they saw "Mikey" grabbing the gun so that the bullet did not pierce Takemichi's skull, but his foot.

"Come on, Kisaki, don't act like a bad boy, we all know here that you are not capable of killing with a gun." Takemichi's eyes were wide open in shock, even the pain had been put aside.

"MIKEY!" he shouted. With a look of contempt, (M/n) looked at Takemichi. "Don't get false hopes up, you crying hero. I'm not Mikey" he replied harshly.

"What?" the blond whispered. From his kneeling position, he began to mutter things that (M/n) couldn't understand.

To his surprise, Takemichi stood up, with a determined look, which was directed at Kisaki; he shouted at him. "I won't give up even if I lose my life!"

Kisaki's breathing became more and more agitated; (M/n) couldn't help but mock in his mind at the childish reaction Kisaki was having.

"I'm going to kill you." The one with glasses pointed the gun at Takemichi's forehead again, but he didn't count on the blond's cunning, as he took a step to be able to join the cold metal with his warm skin.

"So what are you waiting for? It will be easy, right? Just like when you killed Emma." Takemichi murmured haltingly.

Kisaki lowered the weapon, preferring to give Takemichi a good blow that sent him flying. Akkun helped the blond to stand up. Apparently, such an act of bravery by Hanagaki had managed to motivate the rest of the defeated members of Toman.

(M/n) took the opportunity to disappear from the scene for a moment, understanding that it was not time to show off.

He watched as Takemichi ran towards Izana, being blocked by a kick from the white-haired one.

He grimaced in pain, mocking the blond. "Who do you think you are!?" Izana asked him. Takemichi stood up again, receiving the same answer: punches, kicks and more were thrown at him.

"Shit, how does he keep standing up?" he said at the same time Takemichi approached Izana.

"You're tenacious, aren't you? Unhappy." Izana growled. Another blow and more blood; it was becoming an unpleasant loop.

At the last blow, Takemichi was left with his fist raised. "You're late..." With those two words, his oulo rose above his head. "I didn't give up, so I didn't lose the fight." No one understood what was going on.

"What? What are you talking about?" Izana asked him. (M/n) began to look around for someone who could be the recipient of such words.

Laughter began to bubble in his throat. "Little brother! Hahaha!" The echo of his voice produced by the containers was almost chilling.

Mikey walked past Izana. "Step aside, I'll talk to Takemichi for a second. " He continued walking, put his hand on the opponent's hair and thanked him.

Tears began to sting Takemichi's blue eyes. The sound of a motorcycle arriving diverted (M/n)'s attention; on it were Draken and Hinata.

"What is a girl doing here?" he asked into the air.

Again, (M/n) came out of the gaps in the containers. With slow steps, he approached where Izana was.

"I guess our time has come, hasn't it?" The purple and black eyes combined, the thirst for blood surrounding them, the pleasure of revenge shared.

(M/n) looked at Mikey; they were so similar and at the same time so different. Mikey had had the support of Shinichiro, Emma, of the entire Toman; he had received the love of friends. (M/n) only had Izana, and he was fully aware that the white-haired one only used him.

He knew that Mikey had never looked for him. When he was born, his mother had already left Shinichiro with his grandfather; three years later, when he was born, he was left in an orphanage.

Shinichiro never met him, unlike Izana, who was even able to find his mother who turned out not to be his mother in the end.

Emma didn't meet him either, well, not directly. (M/n) intended to meet his sister, but never had the courage to do so and when Kisaki said it was better to kill Emma, he couldn't help but feel bad.

She was a sweet girl, at least that was what he understood when he saw her from afar. On her birthday, (M/n) brought her a flower arrangement, of which Emma never knew the sender.

With determined steps, Kurokawa and both Sano positioned themselves to fight. "Who are you?" Mikey asked him when he saw him. "I'm your dear older brother," (M/n) answered.

"I don't know you, it's impossible." Mikey was defensive, it was understandable given the situation he was in.

"But we're identical, you can't deny, Mikey." With a mocking smile, (M/n) threw a kick at Mikey, who blocked it with trouble.

"Let's fight, Mikey, show me how true that thing about the invincible Mikey is!" With that last shout, thousands of kicks and punches began to fall on the bodies of the three "brothers".

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A blond teenager watched from a distance what seemed to be an adult with three children around him, two blondes, a girl and a boy, while the other child was black-haired.

A small spark of envy appeared in his heart; he quickly recognized the four people. The older one and the two blondes were his friends; the black-haired one must be one of his friends.

They were playing in the park; the adult watched them with a smile. Apparently they were playing the princess and her two knights.

(M/n) never got to play that game, he was always alone; in the orphanage where his mother had abandoned him, all the children left him aside. At first he didn't understand why, but after escaping from the orphanage, he decided to look for his family.

Why didn't they ever go looking for him? Wasn't it worth it? Did they decide it was better to pretend he had never existed?

His ideas couldn't be more wrong; in fact, his mother always hid her pregnancy, so his birth had been secret and, therefore, his existence.

He left the place with a heavy heart; he also wanted to be part of that family, he wanted to feel loved.

He didn't notice the confused look Manjiro gave him when he saw how similar they were...

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 1 year ago

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Could you please please please do one of that(reader is close to Ran platonically), but with Rindou and Ran's girlfriend? Your hc are so good, this should be a crime 😩😩😩

The opposite of the other one? So the reader is dating Ran but is good friends with Rindou? Sure! The other one was an f reader so I've written this one as f reader too. But here they are!

Ran nicknames your friendship with Rindou as "the babies" since it's his baby ♡ and his baby brother. Rindou loathes this name.

Rindou asks often why you're still with Ran, he's generally confused why someone would want Ran. Sometimes he jokingly asks you in front of Ran which leads to the two of them play fighting.

Ran tells Rindou to call you "sister" (all while winking at you). Rindou refuses until you actually marry his brother though.

Ran is very happy that you and Rindou are close, he's glad his two favourite people get along so well.

When you were first introduced, Rindou was polite but a bit cold with you. This only changed after you made a comment about Ran's weird poses. Rindou immediately joined in with the conversation and warmed up to you.

He's very protective of you, seeing you as family.

Tells you all of Ran's secrets and embarrassing moments

Texts you a lot to complain about Ran

When he wants to go out but Ran's busy he automatically invites you instead. He likes hanging out with you.

*walks in on you and Ran kissing* "y/n, you can do better"

Though despite the playful teasing he knows that Ran and you are a good match.

Asks you to save him when Ran's angry at him

Will walk out of the room if you and Ran start acting too lovey-dovey in front of him "right in front of my breakfast!?"

He freezes up the first time you hug him, is definitely not used to sudden affection. Ran finds this hilarious and teases him about it often.

Tries to play it off but is actually very eager to see your ring after Ran proposes.

He finally calls you "sister" after the wedding. All of the S62 are crowding around you to congratulate you, giving you barely any room to breathe when Rindou steps in "hey give my sister some space" Ran is over the moon at this while you smile sweetly at Rindou.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #rindou haitani #ran haitani

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cerezasefimeras · 5 months ago

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WC: 1.6k FEM!S62 + KAKUCHO, sfw. ⸺ Headcanons of the s62 as women, mainly general headcanons. CW: fem!izana, kakucho, mochi, muto, ran, rindou & shion. personal opinion, OOC characters (because i see both their canon version and their gb version different, so idc), kinda toxic behaviours in Izana & Ran parts. ALSO, the idols used are just to bring a clear image of how i see them, please don't make weird comments about the idols. Please tell me if I forgot something! English is not my first language pd: this is mainly general and safe headcanons, i obviously have more unhinge and nsfw hcs about them. I may post them on another occasion.

FEM!YASUHIRO MUTO.

— Hi, fem!muto is such an ethereal women. — Her name is Yoshino — She either would have pixie short hair or long straight hair, equally as beautiful with both of them. — Tall woman, like 175-7cm — She is that quiet and mysterious woman that is just so intriguing you need to know more of her. — Im sorry but chubby fem!muto is my whole reason of being, idgaf if he is canonically strong, this woman is chubby and so huggable. — I picture her wearing really yet feminine clothing, summer dresses are her favourite. — I imagine her also doing a lot of pen drawings when she is bored or has nothing else to do. — Makes AMAZING baked goods/bakery foods (idk the actual word) — Her fav season is autumn cause she loves the colours of the season. — Prefers tea over coffee although she knows how to make so many types of coffees. — She's a cutie as a girlfriend, would pamper you with cooking your favourite meals and with a lot of cuddles. — As a friend she that typical mom friend, always has the best advice, her purse is full of anything you may need. — Loves doing crocheting, she has made matching hoddies for the girls. — I fucking love her. — She speaks french. That's it. Its hot. — Her song is: Real Man - Beabadoobee — Similar idols: Miyeon (IDLE) & Jihyo (Twice)

FEM!RAN HAITANI

— Oh my sweet heaves. — THIS WOMAAAAAAAAN. — Listen, she dresses like old elegant woman, like those models that are dressed into elegant femenine styles THERE WAS A POST ABOUT IT, I LOST IT BUT I AGREE. (I may do a second part with pictures cause i want you guys to see my ideas clearly but yeah) — Im sorry but mean lesbian fem!ran is my religion. This woman is mean as fuck, spoiled and bitchy. (My type fr) — 175-7cm, she is hot, she's tall and she is LESBIAAAAAN. — Really sugar mommy vibes, she would spoil you rotten if you're really dear to her. — HER NAME IS RALEIGH, RALEIGH HAITANI. — Honestly, science girly. Really good at biology and physics. — Hyper feminine features and body. — Changes her nails set every 3-4 weeks. — Casually smokes, not an addict or anything but sometimes you can see her with red malboro in between her fingers. — Can be really condescending, not in purpose but she is the oldest sister that was made a mother to her little sister. — In bonten she has a short bob/bixie cut. — Wears a lot of delicate *gold* jewellery. — Her only relationship advice is break up. — In any other area, she is the best to ask for advice. — She loves do to her make-up. — Had a tarantula has a pet when she was younger... her sister fucking hate it when that thing was free to wonder around the mansion. — Really into fashion and modelling, that's her whole life. — Her song is: Carmen - Lana Del Rey. — Similar idols: Jinsoul (ex-LOONA, now ARTMS) & Doyeon (former WEKI MEKI)

FEM!IZANA KUROKAWA

— She is mean as fuck. She simply is just mean but to degrate and to be affectionate. — Dont get me wrong, she does care but she that doesnt take away to the fact she is mean. — Her name is Ivette! — Really basic yet cute style, a part of me thinks she would dress like an old japanese horror game protagonist the other believes she would not care that much about her fashion. — I full believe she is a big advocate for suicide awareness and bpd awareness. — ♡ Curly hair ♡, she loves to take care of her curls although sometimes she just wants to rip her hair off. — I kinda see her as a practice witch, like casually nothing too serious. — If you're dating her, a date to the aquarium would meant the world for her. — Baby face, hates it, but gosh she is adorable. — Cutie, she is between 1.49-151cm... yeah she also hates that. She will fight you if you make fun of her. — Honestly, sound cloud singer... her songs are like beabadoobee, laufey & mon laferte. She wishes to do a concert at least once. (She uses beats created by fem!rindou, yes sir.) — She has been cancelled on twt more time she can think of. — She has thrown a chair a someone before. — That someone may or may not have been mikey. — She WILL do it again. — Loves going to new places such as coffee shops. — Her song is: Hijo de la luna - Mecano. — Similar idols: Winter (aespa) & Eunha (former gfriend, now viviz)

FEM!MOCHIZUKI KANJI

— We love a good sporty masculine woman. — She def did volleyball at school. — Her name is Kaori! — I think she is like Kiyoko of highschool, full focused on sports and has no attention span to anything else. — About 1.72-4cm. — Streetwear !!!!, baggy jeans, jorts, dragon design. Yes. Yes. Yes. All for her. — She looks so intimidating but in reality she is a softie. — She can eat A LOT, is mostly due to the big amount of sports she does. Baby girl needs to be healthy. — Cannot wear jewellery to save her life, it always ends up broken or lost (same girl, same) — She still sleeps cuddling with a big bear plushie she got at the age of 12. — Makes the best barbecues, invite her to the family cockout right now. — Cannot explain this, but she is color blind. — Type of friend she woukd go to WARRR for u. Someone is making fun of you? This girl is about to break their face ♡ — Gives the best hugs. — Really good at swimming, loves summer sports although she is practice more often field sports. — The biggest fan of Megan Thee Stallion, argue with the wall if u disagree. — LOVES romcoms, the more cringy they're the best honestly. — Always has snacks on her bag. — Loves buzzing her hair out, its an actual addiction of her. — Her song is: Dopamine - Giselle. — Similar idols: Cocona (XG) & Giselle (Aespa)

FEM!SHION MADARAME

— Iconic weird girl, we love her. — So death note misa coded. — She is that alt, unique girl that was into evertyhing that was considered nerdy back then. — Her hair has oil spilt, racoon tail and crazy strokes. (Blonde hair, with orange strokes + chocolate brown racoon tail.) — Trashy slutty style & scene style. She knows what's good. — Average height, like 161-3cm. — Shiori!, Shiori Madarame... unless Madarame is her name then Shion Maemi. — Every year her spotify wrapper has bad doy nightcore version as n1 song. — Rave girly, (fem!rin usually goes with her) — She is so awkward and so adorable, guys i love my daughter. — She had a gacha life phase... — Fem!shion gives me bimbo vibes, seriously i fricking love her so much i cannot explain it. — If a creepy guy bothers you she WILL bark, like full on dog barking. Surprisingly good at it aswell. — She has a lot of tattoos, all made in a spontaneous urge. — Full no contact with her whole family. — The girls are her family. — She has either a chicken or a racoon as a pet, i also cannot explain this. — Her song is: boycott ver pleaseee favOriTe - LOONA (and because i cannot put that version here, extra song Yummy - Ayesha Erotica) — Similar idols: Hinata & Jurin (XG)

FEM!RINDOU HAITANI

— Oh my god, my wife guys, buckle up. — Renleigh Haitani, my woman. — Spoiled as fuck, baby of the family she blinks and gets what she wants. — Has a really specific type of man to date, will date any women if the lady breaths and is into her. — 162-165cm, yes, fem!ran loves to call her baby, small or tiny. — Really good dancer!, loves learning new dancing styles and learning the story behind them. (Mostly if they're cultural dances) — Nerd. Plays lots of video games, has lots of figurines of her favourite characters, addicted to gacha games. — Really good fashion style. She goes between mcloving, street wear & and a style similar to what Nana of nana... the black nana would wear, idk the name. — Wavy blonde natural hair. Currently she has it inspired in laguna blue of monster high. — She has a lot of glasses in different shapes & colours to match her outfits. — Yes, her nails set match her sister's nails set. — Also wears a lot of jewellery, does not have colours preference she just likes it chunky. — Has three cats. Rindou would be a dog person tho. — Really sporty, does a lot of sports and has such pretty figure thanks to it. — Has the wildest music taste, the song is good? Is her new addiction for the next month (same) — Her 'hear me out' is 9x9=81... i will not elaborate iykyk. — Crunchy grapes lover. — Her song is: Hot Mess - aespa — Similar Idols: Minnie (IDLE) & NingNing (aespa)

FEM!KAKUCHO

— Hi, her name would be Kiyoko. — This baby. Gosh, she is adorable. — She is around 172-5cm, she wishes she was shorter — She says a stray cat she ignores everything else to pet that adorable animal. — 'Loser trapped in a hot body' definition. — Baby, she is a softie with really chaotic friends. — Also has a baby face, dont let that foul you she WILL beat the shit out of you if you ask for it. — Her style changes often, she actually copies what her big sisters wear!, she is so inspired by them so it changes constantly. (Baby sister attitudes... me tbh) — Continuing with her lil sis behaviours, many of her hobbies also comes from the girls! Crocheting (fem!muto), exploring new places (fem!izana), fashion and modelling (fem!ran), video games (fem!rin), field sports (fem!mochi), going to raves (fem!shion). — She loves making bracelets for the girls!, its her way to show love for them. — Really soft with animals and children. — Loves apples, exactly red apples. My lord she could eat them for days straight. — Really good student, she lives for academic validation. — She was a selective mute for at least a year, she would only communicate with fem!izana. — Its SCARED to dye her hair for some reason, she believes she will end up bald as if she hasn't buzz her hair off for no reason before. — She may be quiet but she is not afraid of setting boundaries ans speaking up for herself and others. — She has a lot of plushies, all gifted by the girls. — Amazing friend, amazing girlfriend, amazing wife. — Loves snoopy! — Her song is: Right Now - NewJeans — Similar idols: Sullyoon (nmixx) & Tzuyu (twice)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcreds to: @cerezasefimeras

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queenkurokawa · 2 years ago

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the S62 generation formation.

tokyo revengers brilliant full color edition

#tokyo revengers #kurokawa izana #rindou haitani #mochizuki kanji #yasuhiro muto #shion madarame #ran haitani #tokyo rev #tenjiku #izana kurokawa #tokyo manji #-#tenjiku arc #izana #tr #tokrev #♡ izaneko ─

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kallystah · 8 months ago

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|15| rock and rindou

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Today, the youngest brother finds himself obliged to do the housework while his brother went out to get some fresh air with the S62 generation. As usual, after getting ready, he looks for something to clean their entire home, he turns on the speakers. Compared to Ran, he had more trouble freeing himself when the music was blaring around him, but that didn't stop him from getting to work, moving to the rhythm of the rock bass making all the furniture vibrate, without worrying about the world around him.

Ballet in his hands, he moves his head up and down, his feet tapping to the rhythm of Figured you out by Nickelback. Tapping on the handle, he starts to move a little more, humming, unable to reproduce the lyrics. Only, the record leaving a short rest, he continues with American Idiot by Green Day, causing an excited smile on the face of the two-tone hearing his favorite music.

“Don’t wanna be an American idiot”

The first words sung, there he is doing a dance duet with his feather duster, letting off steam on this sound punctuated by violent bass as long as his elder is not there to judge him. Raising and lowering his head frantically, he even forgets his glasses that jump on his nose. The guitar solo ending the sound, he resumes his ballet, stopping completely from cleaning, to mime the bass player with unparalleled energy. Putting one knee on the ground, the fake instrument on his thigh, he no longer pays attention to what surrounds him, too concentrated on humming.

Barely catching his breath after this exhausting session, he looks up towards the entrance. His amused smile melts to leave a panicked look stuck on his face. Indeed, his brother had just come back and was looking at him with astonished eyes and a half-open mouth, shocked. In addition, a new black tuft had also landed behind the latter, amused by what he had seen.

-What are you doing here? Asks the one with glasses while getting up as if nothing had happened despite the intense blush due to embarrassment, his "instrument" hidden behind his back.

-I wanted to introduce you to the new member of the gang… Answers the tallest one still shocked.

As he looks at the new boy, a vein stands out a little more on his forehead at the sight of the smirk he gives him. Ashamed, he pins him against the wall, glaring at the new treasurer of their team.

-You tell someone what you saw, I'll break you in two.

-I won't say anything if you give me 7,000 yen.

-You shut your mouth quietly or I'll kill you.

-It would be stupid if Tenjiku and all of Roppongi found out about this… Can you imagine that you'll become a star!

Realizing that threats had no effect on the black-haired man, he tightened his grip on his collar, then began to make deals.

-6,000 yen.

-7,000 yen.

-6,500.

-7,000.

-Go to hell. He spat, letting go of him to walk down the hall to his room.

-I want them in cash only!

Coming back, he throws a small frog-shaped purse into his hands while he smiles at what he has just won through pure blackmail under the indignant gaze of the taller one.

-Your guitar imitation was very well done by the way, I hope to see that again another time… He taunts him.

-It's bass.

-It would be stupid to lose your reputation, Haitani. On that note, nice to meet you, the trendy guitarist of Roppongi. If you want to become a professional dancer, I'll be your agent and buy you a new frog handbag… He says as he leaves, letting the taller one pass before receiving a black look from his brother, contemptuous of him.

-You make a remark, you cook for yourself. He leaves.

-You gave him my frog handbag Rindou! And my money!

-You're going to buy yourself a new one.

-With what money now?

-You're a big guy, you know how to do it.

~~~ chapter 15 end~~~

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blackcatruse · 10 months ago

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𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰

«prev. ❃ next» ❃ first chapter ❃ m.list ❃ ao3 pairing: r. haitani/fem!reader ↳ she/her, fem descriptors, nickname ❃ chapter synopsis: they're "coworkers", but that's a generous, generous term. Lotus and Ran together would be a terrible combo for Rindou's sanity. word count: 4.5k chapter cw(s): swearing, possible ooc, 3rd person POV, suggestive flirting with Ran (again), a/n: this POV chapter only happened bc one of my friends told me they liked chapters in rindou's POV, so i decided to indulge them ;p

Reporting their findings was the easy part. The hard part came when Rindou had to read their reactions and adjust his tone and temperament. He wasn’t bad at it, per se, but he certainly wasn’t as adept as Ran was. Charisma by proxy, Ran had called it. It was one of the reasons Rindou kept his mouth shut during most deals and let Ran take the lead, but this case had both brothers stumped. A tired looking Kakucho sat slumped in the booth across from them, next to the hulking figure of South Terano, who was grinning ear to ear.

They were sitting in a VIP corner of Violet Delight where the bass thumping music could cover their conversation, but it was distant enough that they could hear each other. Ran had just finished summarizing his findings and made note of the things Lotus had also told them. Given how tense things were in the Three Deities’ stalemate, most everyone’s mental faculties were exhausted.

“We were attacked last night,” Rindou said, ripping off the bandage. “Someone was following us and I wouldn’t have known had Lotus not said something.”

Kakucho sat up straighter and South’s wide grin somehow got bigger. “That’s an interesting development,” South remarked, folding his arms over his chest.

“The guy was after Lotus,” Rindou continued. “He was kind of creepy.”

“And he killed himself before we could get any answers,” Ran chimed in as if he was there. Rindou gave his brother an annoyed glare, but Ran ignored him.

“He killed himself?” Kakucho asked.

“Suicide pill,” Rindou said.

“Which is weird,” Ran added. “Why go so far as to kill yourself if you were just a messenger?”

“He did feel a bit like a zealous devotee to whatever cause he was serving,” Rindou muttered more for Ran to hear. Louder he said, “Nothing in this case makes sense. I don’t have a good feeling about this job now.”

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have the same suspicions,” Kakucho admitted. He rubbed his jaw with a hand and sighed. “Both jobs were given to us by different clients. I can’t say that they’re connected for sure just yet. But with the appearance of those bodies and the information Lotus has given you, something else is going on.”

Ran shuffled next to Rindou, pushing him to the side. When Rindou opened his mouth to protest, he saw that Ran had pulled out his phone and opened up a picture he’d taken of the man’s neck. “Does this symbol look familiar to you?” he asked, showing the image to South and Kakucho.

Both men stared at it, but neither knew exactly what it was. Disappointed, Ran put his phone back in his pocket, somehow still shoving Rindou again. Rindou grunted, but did nothing else to show his irritation. His older brother was always going to be a nuisance, but there were other things to worry about. Whoever was orchestrating all the coincidences believed their men to be disposable, and that thought made Rindou sick. Neither he nor Ran had much loyalty to anyone outside of the S62 generation, and even then it was limited. The Haitani brothers ruled Roppongi for years without any gang, able to call a mass of men at any moment, but even they recognized the value of those that answered them.

The silence around the table grew tighter. The building bass of the song playing didn’t help to ease the mood either. Rindou rested his chin on his palm and asked, “What do you want us to do?”

South shrugged. He wasn’t as invested in the gang politics and preferred to hand the reins over to Kakucho, who was still trying to follow Izana’s dream. South desired a “new era for delinquents”, similar to Mikey’s former dream for Toman. There was only one way for Rokuhara Tandai to become the strongest. On one hand, being among the three ruling gangs in Tokyo was no small feat, but on the other, only one of the Three Deities could remain standing for absolute domination. With Kakucho as the strategic lead and the remaining s62 generation as top members, there was certainly promise for Rokuhara Tandai to claim the number one spot.

However, nothing is as easy as it seems. With the emergence of this new threat, the once calm waters were churning with uncertainty. Lotus could provide information from Brahman’s angle, but even she didn’t know much about the situation. Rindou remembered asking her if she could get anything on the men who tried to kidnap her, but she just shook her head and laughed dryly.

“I’m just a runner,” she said. “They don’t trust me worth a damn, and I wouldn’t either. Besides, I’m not high enough on the totem pole to even look at Genbu’s men.”

Rindou couldn’t help the frown that formed on his face. Lotus didn’t comment on it, but continued on, “If I hear anything, I’ll try to let you know.”

Rindou didn’t thank her. He wondered why she even bothered to share information with him and Ran. What would she get out of it? Lotus was clever and Rindou didn’t like that she was unpredictable. He couldn’t get a read on her and it drove him to the brink of insanity. Not that he’d tell anyone, especially not Ran.

Kakucho snapped Rindou out of his straying thoughts when he said, “Just keep an eye out for anything, and keep in touch with Lotus. She might give us some good information.”

“And if she wants to bargain for information?” Ran asked, lazily flicking the straw in his drink.

“If it’s reasonable, I don’t see why not,” Kakucho answered. “We already promised her freedom, but I’m not entirely certain Wuxing would let her go during these times. Especially if Wuxing also knows about the threat. She could consider it part of the deal she made with us. If we don’t get the information we need to get this settled and behind us, then the jobs that her freedom hinges on can’t be completed. It would be in her best interest to comply.”

“Ouch, that’s cold,” Ran said, clicking his teeth with his tongue. “I don’t think that’ll be a problem, though. She only cares about saving her own skin, and it’s easy to get her to open up. It’s dangerous how she unknowingly wears her heart on her sleeve.”

Rindou glanced at his brother from the corner of his eye. Was Ran right about that? Why did he speak like he really knew her? Lotus and Ran did get along better than she and Rindou, but as far as Rindou was concerned there was no extraneous contact outside of discussing the jobs. It was irritating because why did the thought of Lotus and Ran bother Rindou so much? He shouldn’t care. He doesn’t care. She’s frustrating and stubborn and doesn’t realize her own limits. She could be more of a problem than an asset with her recklessness. Not to mention the emotional vulnerability that exploded in her recently.

Neither brother had reported Lotus’s panic attack nor what triggered it. There wasn’t a need to tell Kakucho and South. All they needed to hear was that Lotus was still up for the job, but she was injured during a deal between Wuxing and who was lurking in the shadows.

“Any updates on the shipment?” Ran asked. “Our timelines could be pushing it with Lotus’s concussion. She said she’s worked in worse conditions, but we need her to be fully recovered for our best chances of success.”

Kakucho shook his head. “We haven’t received much more information. The ship is stuck at another port right now, but we did get a shipping container number. With that information we can figure out where it’ll be placed and then we can move the goods. Which brings me to my next question.”

Rindou sat up straighter when Kakucho’s mismatched eyes focused on him. “Do you have any prediction for when Lotus will be able to map out a route?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“You’re the one closest to her right now,” Kakucho responded. Ran nodded in response.

Rindou felt his jaw tick. This was not a position he wanted, but it was something he was thrown into. A common trend, really. Sighing, Rindou admitted that he didn’t know. “She really did look awful,” he told them. “She said she’d be in touch, and Ran is right that we need her at the top of her game. We’ll wait for now and I’ll let you know when I know something. If there’s any changes, just let me know and we’ll see what we can do.”

It wasn’t the best answer, but it would have to do for now. Patience was a virtue in the world of vice and the precision of timing required for the job wasn’t something that could be rushed. So they would wait until they couldn’t anymore.

“You look less like a truck hit you today.” The words were out of Rindou’s mouth before he could stop them. Not that he would have made an effort to in the first place.

Lotus gave him a flat glare. “Still no normal greeting? And why is it that you’re always commenting on my appearance? That just what catches your eye?” She cocked a hip and crossed her arms.

Rindou frowned, brain churning to try and come up with something witty. Ran snickered from where he was standing. They had decided to meet up at a different location to scout out the cargo bay. Hopefully nobody was stalking them this time around, but they wouldn’t know that until they started moving.

“If it means anything, I missed you,” Ran said smoothly. There was always a hint of flirtation in Ran’s voice when he talked to women, and tonight was not a time Rindou wanted to deal with it.

Lotus feigned amazement by putting a hand on her chest and dropping her jaw. “Aww, really? That means soooo much,” she crooned. Her posture quickly shifted as she dropped her hand to her hip and motioned with her other hand. “Alright boys, let’s get this in motion. We don’t have all night.”

“Love a straightforward woman,” Ran said with a grin. “Take the lead, Lotus.”

Rindou rolled his eyes, but Ran and Lotus had started walking away. He trailed behind them, listening to their banter and only felt his irritation grow. Ran didn’t need to be that close to her. She didn’t have to laugh at him like that. Rindou had half a mind to just get in between them so they would shut up, but he knew Ran would just make fun of him, saying something that wasn’t true.

They made it to the yard without any trouble. Once they snuck past the fence, Lotus started climbing on one of the many shipping containers piled up. The air smelled of sea and old metal. Evenly spaced lights shined bright above them, threatening to expose them in the shadows. The only sounds interrupting the silence was the dull clank of metal as Lotus scaled the containers and the low rumble of the waves.

Rindou took in his surroundings, eyes darting to the shadows. He was looking everywhere except for at Lotus. Ran was also scanning their environment and upon finding nothing suspicious, he made eye contact with his brother. Rindou didn’t want to entertain Ran, but it could be something important. Ran’s eyes flashed between Rindou and where Lotus was moving up a ladder. He looked back and forth enough times to be annoying and the pointed glance at Lotus let Rindou know exactly what his brother was thinking.

“Keep it in your fucking pants, you bastard,” Rindou muttered.

“Aww, c’mon that’s not what I meant at all. You always assume the worst.” Ran pouted. The expression quickly faded as he went on, “Anyway, we should probably join her up there. Elevation would be better for surveillance anyway.”

Rindou raised one brow but said nothing more. He headed towards the ladder on the bottom most shipping container and hauled himself up. By the time he and Ran had reached the third container where Lotus was perched, she was already poring over a rough map and a predicted schedule for shipments. She was muttering to herself, looking at open areas and tracing them with her finger. A pencil was tucked behind her ear, and she was chewing on her lip deep in thought. She looked… surprisingly normal.

Ran approached Lotus, but she was so engrossed in what she was doing she didn’t notice him. She didn’t startle when he pointed out something with his baton. She shook her head. “No, that area will have something in it by the anticipated time. If we’re unloading from here,” she put a finger on the map, “there’s some warehouses nearby that might hide us. The best way to transport the drugs out is a little bit of a distance away, and we’d risk getting caught by patrols. But, if we try to avoid patrol routes we risk being seen as we pull away. Y’know?”

Lotus seemed to come alive doing such mundane work. There was a genuine sparkle in her eyes and Rindou immediately thought that she was weird. Ran stared at her work, pensive, like he could make sense of the colored scribbles and notes Lotus was making. He let out an impressed click of his tongue, “You’re a pro at this.”

Lotus seemed to inflate at that. She grinned. “I’m the best runner in Wuxing for a reason. I have to think of everything.”

“You must’ve done well in school then.”

Her eyes darkened at Ran’s comment, but the older Haitani missed it. Rindou didn’t. His curiosity was piqued because as annoying as Lotus was, she was a complete mystery to him. Did he want to know more about her? Almost. He shooed the thought away as Lotus turned to Ran, a false smile on her lips and her eyes squeezed shut.

“Nah, school wasn’t my thing. Didn’t even go to high school,” she said. She looked back down to focus on the task at hand.

Ran looked over his shoulder at Rindou, who shrugged. What was Ran expecting from Rindou? Lotus hadn’t told him anything noteworthy, and it wasn’t like she was going to anyway. Rindou didn’t care to know and didn’t ask. He was fine letting her be whatever the hell she was. Besides, it wasn’t as if the Haitanis had attended their classes normally, so what could they really conclude from knowing that?

She sat up straight and said aloud, “You think we could steal some worker uniforms?”

“It could be arranged,” Ran answered hesitantly.

“I think it’ll be easier to sneak by if we’re dressed for the part. It’s unusual for dock workers to be out super late, but it isn’t uncommon. We wouldn’t have to worry as much about getting caught.” She tapped her lip with the pencil. “But I suppose it would be suspicious if we just showed up and security didn’t know about us. You guys are popular,” Lotus commented, turning to look at Ran and Rindou. “You know anyone who will turn a blind eye?”

“Anyone will do anything for enough money,” Ran remarked. “Or violence.”

“Roughing them up may not be the best approach here,” Lotus commented. “Hmm, okay. If we get our hands on the workers’ schedule we may be able to find something out. We also don’t know much about patrol routes, just the general times the guards should or shouldn’t be somewhere. Maybe we should go for a distraction on the other side of the yard. You got anyone that’s a pyromaniac?”

“I’m sure we could find someone,” Ran hummed. “Think Shion would be up to it?”

“Prolly,” Rindou drawled.

“No, not him. Anyone who’s a big name we probably want to avoid as a distraction. It could be connected back to us if they don’t get away fast enough. I want to limit the number of familiar faces on this job.”

Ran nodded thoughtfully. Rindou hated that what she said made sense. Lotus went back to looking at the map and scribbling. She chewed on the eraser of her pencil before scratching something out and drawing a different line from some blue blocks to a line that maybe represented the fence? The way her mind worked was going straight over Rindou’s head, and judging by the blank stare Ran had, his brother felt the same way. She jotted down numbers before pausing again. She let out a gasp and quickly drew a disaster of lines before sitting back with a satisfied grin.

“What’s goin’ on in that pretty little head?” Ran asked.

“I think I got it,” she whispered. “The routes are subject to change, but the gist is there.”

Ran patted her head and Lotus blinked like she wasn’t sure what was happening. He only offered a small smile and a soft, “Good job.”

The way she lit up made Rindou’s stomach twist. He forced himself to look away because he knew he’d either look stupid or say something stupid. He also wasn’t thrilled at how easily Ran dished out praise to her. If Rindou knew his brother, he knew Ran wasn’t easy to please. Trying to get a compliment out of the eldest Haitani was like pulling teeth. You had to be or do something exceptional for him to even look at you.

Was he jealous of you for your effect on Ran? No, that wasn’t it. The bitter taste in his mouth was unwelcome though. Maybe it was the old metal and sea air. Whatever, it wasn’t worth Rindou’s time to think too hard about it.

“Is Kakucho available to talk about it?” Lotus asked. “I’m finally getting back to work with Wuxing so I don’t know when I could meet again. I’d make it work, but it probably wouldn’t allow for adequate time to execute the plan.”

“I don’t think he’s busy. Let me call him and we’ll see,” Ran said, touching her shoulder reassuringly.

Rindou watched his brother turn around and flip open his phone. He held the device between his shoulder and ear, a surprising feat given how stupidly long Ran’s neck was. He made eye contact with Rindou and raised his eyebrows. Rindou rolled his eyes and Ran adopted his usual shit-eating grin.

Thankfully, Kakucho picked up and was fine with meeting up with Lotus. They were going to meet in the private back room of Violet Delight where Rokuhara Tandai conducted business. The ride over had the Haitani brothers in the lead, with Lotus keeping a skilled pace. Parking their bikes in the alley behind the club, they dismounted and sauntered over to the heavy metal door. Ran unlocked the door and held it open, mocking a bow to Lotus as he said, “Ladies first.”

Lotus looked at Rindou. “You heard him,” she said.

Ran didn’t even bother to stifle his snicker. Rindou glared at his brother before pushing Lotus forward through the door. He was not in the mood to find a quick retort, so he simply resorted to his next best option: physical violence.

“Hey, hey,” Lotus snapped. “Easy!” She stumbled into the room and looked back to give Rindou an icy stare. She stood in the center of the room and crossed her arms. “That’s no way to treat your logistics person.”

“Don’t dish it if you can’t take it,” Rindou grunted.

“Your response was hardly fair! I said words. You made up some meaning behind them and then decided the best course of action was to physically retaliate.” Lotus pouted.

“Those’re big words coming from you.”

Lotus gaped at him, mouth opening and closing like a fish. “Asshole,” she muttered, looking to the side. For once, Rindou may have won against her. A petty victory was a victory nonetheless.

Rindou and Lotus stayed standing where they were, glaring at each other. Ran flopped down on the beat up leather couch. His eyes closed almost instantly. “You done bickering over there?” he asked, not bothering to look at Lotus or Rindou. “The sexual tension is unbearable.”

Lotus sighed before taking the pen out of her pocket and chucking it at Ran. It missed, but Ran opened one eye. “Don’t start something you aren’t willing to finish,” he warned.

She glanced at the clock on the wall. “The night is still young,” she pointed out. “What? Is it past Princess’s bedtime?”

Rindou glanced at the clock. Two in the morning was in fact far beyond Ran’s bedtime. The longer Kakucho took to arrive and the longer Ran stayed awake, the more likely it was that both Rindou and Lotus were not making it out of this room alive.

Ran clicked his tongue and closed his eye. “It is,” he said plainly. “Now stay quiet or I’ll tie you to the chair again.”

Lotus looked over to the side and her expression became unreadable. It was most certainly the scuffed up chair she had awoken in during her first encounter with the Haitanis. A mischievous grin crawled up her face. She walked over to where Ran was and sat on the sad excuse of a coffee table. “I didn’t realize this is where we were,” she purred. “Doesn’t it bring back memories? Wanna beat me up for old times’ sake?”

Rindou was certain that the concussion had messed up all of her mental faculties. What the fuck was she even trying to do? Sleepy Ran was not someone to be trifled with. Instead of the violent reaction Rindou was accustomed to, Ran chuckled. “You really do keep a man on his toes,” he remarked. “But seriously, shut up.”

Lotus looked like she was about to say something, but Rindou quickly walked over and grabbed her shoulder. “Don’t,” he whispered. “Trust me when I say that it’s better to leave Ran alone when he’s like this.”

“Paws off, Haitani,” Lotus hissed, jerking her shoulder from his grip. She childishly turned her nose up at him and refused to look his way.

Before Rindou could strangle her, Kakucho entered the room. His eyes scanned the scene before him and Rindou could see the way he was tempted to turn around and leave. Forgoing any formalities, Kakucho asked, “So you have a route planned?”

Lotus straightened up with pride and beamed at him. She hopped off the coffee table and hung the map of the cargo terminal on the worn bulletin board. The assault of colors made some sense at least, and Lotus started pointing and explaining the entrance and exit sites. She commented about needing a distraction to draw guards’ attention from where the job was happening. There was something about how she wasn’t entirely sure about the patrol routes but she used her best guess to figure it out, but she also designed several paths based around potential patrols.

Kakucho nodded along and Rindou started tuning her out. The broad gestures she was making stopped briefly when she glanced at Rindou. He could feel the uneasiness prickling under his skin, but he didn’t say anything. It wasn’t until he felt Ran’s presence next to him that he realized Lotus probably wasn’t looking at him. Not that he wanted her attention... So then why did he feel hurt about it?

Rindou could never like someone like her. She was an asshole who didn’t know when to keep her mouth shut. She was fucking confusing. The thought or mention of Lotus had him grinding his teeth. He watched with narrow eyes as Ran approached her, but Rindou couldn’t make out their conversation over the blood roaring in his ears. They acted so fucking comfortable around each other and that was probably the worst thing that could come out of them working together. That must be it, Rindou rationalized. I don’t want Lotus and Ran to get all chummy because then I’d never have any peace. Surely that was the reason, or at least that was the one he wanted to cling onto.

It wasn’t until Kakucho said Rindou’s name that he snapped out of his thoughts. His eyes flicked to Kakucho, “What?”

“Thanks for joining us,” Lotus commented dryly. “Anyway, I was saying that there are three warehouses that would be good places to shelter since they’re nearby where the container will be and they’re close to exit routes. One is farther than the others though.” She pointed to a block circled in red. “Ran offered to man that one. He said something about being the fastest, and I can’t go for health and safety reasons.”

“So what, it’s one of us for each warehouse?” Rindou asked, distracted slightly by Lotus’s claim of health and safety.

“Not quite,” Kakucho said. Lotus pouted when he interrupted. “We can’t afford to have Lotus work with anyone who isn’t one of our top members. She said she wanted to limit the number of familiar faces, so you and Ran are really the only candidates. The third group will be made entirely of Rokuhara Tandai runners, but only the ones you all trust.”

Trust was a tricky word. Rindou knew that the only people he actually trusted were his brother and Kakucho, maybe the remaining S62 members. Mocchi was arguably higher on the list than Shion was, but it didn’t matter if neither of them could go. Which meant only one thing—

“You’re with Lotus.”

The cold tension was tangible as they glared at each other. Lotus just crossed her arms and scowled. She didn’t snap out anything, but instead spoke with a resigned deadpan, “We’re taking the warehouse closest to the drop off point. Kakucho’s right that I can’t work with any other Rokuhara Tandai members because you know what they say about loose lips. Plus, I’m still feeling that damn concussion. Unfortunately, I cannot be apprehended during this job because I will probably die and then you can kiss all your riches goodbye.”

There it was. Her arrogance was infuriating, and the fact that she was right only served to make Rindou’s frown deeper. “Just don’t be a liability,” was all he said. “I’m not going to save your ass again if something happens.”

Kakucho glared at him, but Rindou ignored it. He was more interested in how Lotus was going to respond. “Trust me,” she retorted, “I’m not the one you need to worry about. Look at who’s talking. You don’t even pay attention to your surroundings. Is it lonely on the throne above the peasants?”

Rindou lunged to wipe the sneer off her face, but he was immediately grabbed by the back of his shirt collar. “Don’t,” Ran said. Ran didn’t let go of Rindou until the tension had left his body.

Lotus smiled at him with insincere benevolence. Kakucho looked between Rindou and Lotus, his brows furrowed like he was trying to make sense of something. Ran left Rindou’s side and stood next to Lotus, resting an arm on her shoulder. She quickly elbowed his gut and Ran chuckled after he finished coughing. He still didn’t move his arm from her shoulder. The anger ignited in Rindou’s gut confirmed the conclusion he’d made earlier. Ran and Lotus getting close would be his personal hell.

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microwavingmyths · 7 months ago

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Behold, Shinichiro and Mikey's generation swap (with ranomi) (still a pretty shallow concept)

@chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter

I'm still unsure as to how much I keep the same events as in canon (with only the ages changing for the characters but their roles being kept the same, ex: Shinichiro's death)

That being said, since it's ranomi, it's Bonten and Bonten means at least dead Izana and dead Senju - that's non-negotiable

All the canonical death being kept would help a lot navigating the au, though. ranomi is far easier when there's no shinomi present, requited or not (but them both happening at the same time would be sooooo. SO.)

The Haitani don't get role swap - Ran remains the oldest and Rindo the youngest, the contrary is.. impossible to conceive, it's a farrr too foreign idea for me to think about

S62 is younger than Mikey's generation - Izana was younger than Mikey (and Emma)

Which means that Mucho was younger than Sanzu. is?

Focusing on Akashi because yes: if Takeomi was 0, Sanzu (and Mikey) would be 9, Senju (and Emma) 8, Ran 6 (and Rindo 5) - Shinichiro would be 1

Is it still Takeomi and Shinichiro's friendship that pushed Sanzu and Mikey's friendship to form aaaaaaaa I don't know, let's ignore that

Mikey turns to delinquency as a teen, Shinichiro follows because of course and then so do the Akashi

Since he's the youngest here, Takeomi is less impacted by God of War and whatelse - he can still hold his ground, and appear collected when he's panicking inside his head but he stays openly true to his easily-frightened (even if he doesn't admit it), sensitive to critics, self than his canon counterpart - that being said he still has moments where he's being boastful and immature

being the youngest means it's easier for him to allow himself to be vulnerable

The idea of Ran getting closer to Takeomi to piss off Sanzu is funny (also - Takeomi sees right through him but let's him do anyway, mayyyyyybe because he's starved for affection even if fake) BUT Takeomi thinking that is what is going on meanwhile Ran takes some more weeks/months before going 'WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME THAT WAS SANZU'S LITTLE BROTHER' is, I have to admit, far more funnier

Also - no one knows about their relation, their keeping their situationship mostly hidden so no one knows why Ran is panicking that much to the reveal-

Mikey keeps an eye on Shinichiro (and Takeomi) and what they're doing with their gang (it's not explicitly stated but the entire underworld knows better than to mess with it. also, everyone picks up on the 'Sano' name + physical resemblance)

That being said, Akashi being Akashi, no one has any idea who Takeomi is to Sanzu

First time Ran sees Takeomi he thinks he's just a young thug that may need correction (partially because Takeomi's being a brat-)(also he stepped in Bonten-ish most important building) so he beats him up a bit as a warning - that is because what follows next is hilarious (to me) okay, picture: Ran bumping into Sanzu later on and Sanzu is speaking to that exact same bratty thug (uh, weird), bratty thug, with bandaids on his face, notices him and answers to Sanzu's (worried) scolding that he just fought some random guy and that his injuries aren't even that bad and Sanzu should 'see the other one'. Sanzu's not happy with that because he truly doesn't care just tell me who it was already meanwhile Ran stands there. with very few injuries compared to Takeomi. Not knowing who he is, but knowing it's someone Sanzu takes his time to talk to and not in his usual demeanor and also that kid most definitively just saved his ass by hiding he was the one to beat him up and clearly avoiding to say shit to Sanzu. He now has a favor toward that kid. fuck. (but at least he's saved from Sanzu's reaction, whatever that might be if he learns Ran's the culprit)

Mikey fully intends to take Shinichiro and his gang in if they refuse to leave delinquency - he's not letting him without his protection in this world. By such, it starts to get noticed that, uh, Takeomi is good at talking. Uh.

Fanfiction would preferably starts around that time (Takeomi reaching adulthood and making his negotiator-skills known)

Ran teaching Takeomi how to play pool. no need to elaborate.

Does Takeomi's scar stays.. ughhhh... what about Sanzu's.. UGHHHHHHH

Other stuffs I'm not thinking about

I didn't think about what would happen of Toman. ACTUALLY. OHHH SCRATCH EVERYTHING I SAID SURI, WE'RE MAKING TIME LEAPER SHINICHIRO TIME LEAPING BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SAVE BONTEN-ish MIKEY. AS IN, NO ORIGINAL TIMELINE. I MAY HAVE SOMETHING THERE. I DONT HECKING KNOW. I NEED TO SCREAM ABOUT IT THO, SO WE'LL FLESH OUT THAT IDEA EVEN IF IT NEVER GETS WRITTEN (little brother Shinichiro looking up to his older brother, little brother Shinichiro losing his older brother to the world cruelty, little brother Shinichiro who finds a way to change that, Sanzu who tags along, Mikey and Takeomi teaming up at the realization their brothers are plotting something)

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chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter · 1 year ago

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Let me tell you now, you're the lucky one

(Enemies to Enemies Who Fuck)

(HaruKaku in Bonten timeline)

(some past-MuSan and past-KakuIza with a subtle RanOmi bc why not, it's my fic and I don't have self-restrain when it comes to multishipping)

(link to ao3 in case some one preferes to read it there)

Warnings: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat!

All of them. Bonten is their own warning. Substance abuse. Really unhealthy coping mechanisms. Depression. Mental health problems. Suicide. Major character death. (it's Bonten, they all want to kill themselves and some of them succeed, okay?) Mentions of unsafe sex, but there is no smut or graphic depiction of it.

I tried to not be too graphic with any of this topics, the focus is mostly on what the characters are thinking/feeling. But it's hard anyway, tbh the last scene was actually difficult and painful for me to write. So please, don't take the CW lightly and prioritize your mental health!

Angst and Hurt/No Comfort.

MANGA SPOILERS!!!!

Notes: HaruKaku came as an hilarious idea. Because they are hilarious, let's be real. Soulmates archnemesis, doomed to hate each other in every timeline. But then Bonten happened and of course, I ended up writing some angsty shit instead of focusing in all the other moments when they are hilarious. Kudos for me, yey! 🥲

This is canon complicit (again, is Bonten, beware!)

It alternates from Kakucho's POV to Sanzu's POV. I did that thing again of using "Haruchiyo" when he's in his most vulnerable state because for some reason I like playing with his name like this.

(English is not my first language, be nice please 🙈)

(the art is from @just-sp-in-inginthevoid who is in part responsible for the archnemesis brain riot, but mostly the hilarious part, tbh)

Is not that Kakucho enjoys Sanzu's company. Or that the pinkette gradually started to grow on him. Quite the opposite, to be honest. He hates him a little bit more every day, every shared mission, every time they had to spent hours together.

But with Sanzu, he feels. He feels intensely, he feels with passion. Even if it's twisted, at least he's not empty anymore. The void that threatens to devour him seems to disappear when he's around the other man. Sometimes, Kakucho wants to murder him, but he knows he can't. Others, he wonders what would happen to him if he also loses the only person that it's still able to provoke an intense emotion on him.

Hate is better than apathy, isn't it?

They hate each other passionately. Sanzu finds his reactions too funny for stopping it, always willing to go a little further, to push Kakucho to the edge. It's too easy to pick on him, making him forget about his allegedly righteous patience.

It's disgusting, how Kakucho thinks of himself like he was better than the rest of them. So Sanzu enjoys to proves him wrong, to show him that they are the same (even if he can't stand that fact either, seeing that burning rage in those heterochromatic eyes makes it worth it).

Now that he thinks about it, it was probably a matter of time, considering that his king denied them the right to kill each other, they needed to find a way of releasing all that build up anger. That's probably why isn't that surprising when it finally happens.

It looked like a regular night. Sanzu was high as a kite, trying to forget every one of his lives. Kakucho just seemed to be there, he can't recall exactly why, some type of report, but he didn't pay any attention to it at the moment, too intoxicated for actually caring for something that could wait until tomorrow.

“Why are you still here? You like me that much or what?”

The pinkette man says, slurring his words.

“Are you that high? You know I hate you.”

Is the harsh answer that he earns. It's brutal, but real. Kakucho's honesty has something that grounds him to the present. It's sickening. It's exactly what he wants right now.

“I hate you too, don't worry.” He laughs, finding his own words amusing. “Think about it, me and you. Just us, hating each other all night long.”

“You're crazy.”

“And you didn't say no.”

(If he was more honest with himself, he would admit that he was trying to find another way of punishing his broken mind and his body. But he's not.)

And oh, it actually feels good. Kakucho fucks him with the same brutality that talks to him. He couldn't bear any type of gentle touch (specially not from someone that it's so linked to Mucho, but he isn't thinking in that, he promised himself to forget his old captain a long time ago).

There isn't any type of care between them, only spite. Both men are too broken for having the ability to love someone again. Indeed, this was precisely what he needed. This is perfect.

The next day, Kakucho feels nauseated. How couldn't he? Sanzu was high as fuck, too intoxicated to give proper consent to do anything. So even if he was also a little drunk, even if it wasn't his idea, Kakucho feels guilty for what happened.

Until Sanzu just laughs at his poorly attempt of apologizing, mocking his morals once more. He was about to punch him in the face, but the lingering guilt doesn't allow him to do it. Not that one more bruise would make a difference, actually.

Both are covered in so many marks that more than sex, it looks like they tried to kill each other. Yeah, maybe he should stop feeling sorry for Sanzu, considering this. Maybe that was the best way to get rid of that not-so-pent-up hate.

And it works. At least for a while, it works. Until it happens again. And again.

Is not that they are lovers (Kakucho wants to puke with that idea). They just fuck from time to time. That's all. They hate each other, they wish they could kill the other. But they can't. So, sometimes, they fuck.

Their relationship is not pretty. At all. Or better. If Kakucho had to use only one word for describing it, he would say “real”. They don't lie to each other, what would be the point? Both are too able of seeing between the lies, they are too similar in so many ways. But that raw honesty only makes it worse.

Kakucho knows it's a mistake, that he shouldn't care about Sanzu's fate (he brought it on himself and he doesn't seem to have any complains). But Mikey is worse every day, the king is falling and his loyal dog is falling with him. Kakucho needs to do something, because the uneasiness he feels every time he sees them is now living rent-free in his mind.

That's why, one day, Kakucho tries. He's trying to find his clothes, dressing quickly, wanting to get out of this room that only makes him feel sick. Then, he looks at Sanzu, his pink hair scattered on the pillows, a lazy and satisfied smile than only appears after sex (and never lasts). There is some twisted vulnerability in how content the other man is while lighting up a joint, as if seeing these new swelling (all this pain) on his skin was something he wanted.

(Kakucho can't shake the feeling that Sanzu is using him as another way of hurting himself and that infuriates him so fucking much... Maybe that's the real reason why he decides against his best judgment and opens his big mouth.)

“Is not worth it.”

“Uh?”

Sanzu looks at the other, not sure if he actually heard something. He just wants to smoke and relax, to feel the post-orgasmic satisfaction while it lasts, to enjoy the pain in his body (one more of his little punishments).

“I said is not worth it. Dying with Mikey.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face just for saying this. Thinking like that, talking like that about his king is treason. It should be. But it's difficult to pretend Kakucho's isn't right about this when, unfortunately, it's the only one Sanzu trusts with Mikey's well-being (It's the one he calls every time Mikey is being suicidal again).

“You wish you could be me, you wish you had died with Izana.”

Sanzu spits his words, burning with all the rage he feels every time he has to acknowledge the reality of how is Mikey.

“That's not what this is about-”

Kakucho is unable to finish his sentence, turning pale in anger when Sanzu cuts him. 'Good'.

“You're a selfish bastard, aren't you? You want me to be like you, stuck here with no purpose, jerking yourself with the memory of a ghost. Pretend it's because of your high morals, that you're worried about me or some other bullshit. But you're just another selfish bastard. And you envy me.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face. But he can't (he wants to, oh, he wants it so much, but he can't disobey Mikey's orders). So, instead of bullets, he uses his words.

“At least Izana cared about me.”

Is the last thing he hears before Kakucho slams the door. Sanzu laughs maniacally, throwing the first shit he can find to the place the other man was a few seconds a go. He's momentary satisfaction long forgotten, replaced only by hate (and pain, but one that he refuses to see).

The worst part is that in a sickening way, he trusts Kakucho. They don't lie to each other, that makes it so much worse, because both of them know that what the other said is true. He hates him, he hates him with every fiber of his body. He doesn't want this words to be true, he can't accept that. He needs to keep living in this denial, to pretend Mikey is fine (to pretend he doesn't keep mixing this Mikey with that in his nightmares, to pretend they don't look so alike).

It's been three days. Three whole days since Mikey's death was splattered on the news (no one seems to care about Takemichi's death, even with all that footage of how the hero tried to save the most dangerous man in Japan). Kakucho cares, but he knows damn well that he wouldn't be welcomed within the hero's friends, so he would have to say goodbye in his own way (again).

During this days, Kakucho learned some things, like the fact that apparently everyone had some kind of contingency plan in case this happened (no, for when this happened, all of them could see that Mikey was more on the edge every day). But nobody spoke to him about it, keeping him in the darkness, the only idiot that didn't prepare himself for the end. Well, not the only, he knows that, of course he knows that.

(Sanzu would have killed them in the blink of an eye. Anyone who dared to imply that Bonten needed to be prepared to function without a king.)

Kakucho understands the need for secrets, of course he does. The idea of Mikey falling would be considered treason a few days ago, it was taboo to think like that. At the same time, none of them wanted to acknowledge it, like saying it out loud would make it more real. He can't even be mad when the Haitanis (obviously) thought about him on their own schemes, making sure Kakucho was also safe. Or as safe as any of them could be now that Bonten was crumbleling.

It's been three days. Bonten is crumbleling. Mikey is dead. And Sanzu disappeared the same day. Everyone knows he's dead, but they don't say it. Not in front of Takeomi, who's still desperately looking, going out in the rain for hours. Trying to find something, some clue that leads him to his little brother. Clinging to the hope that he's still alive somewhere. That he's going to find him, high as fuck, but alive (Kakucho thinks being able to find Sanzu's body at all would already be a miracle).

Only Ran is able to convince Takeomi to rest a little bit, promising that he and Rindou will help with the search as long as the older man gets a few hours of sleep. Takeomi just nods, mumbling “Today is his birthday, Ran. Is his fucking birthday and he's out there alone.” while Ran drags him softly, a concerned look plastered in those violet eyes.

Kakucho hates it, hates having to see all this sorrow around him (again). He doesn't lament the loss of Mikey and Sanzu, he's incapable of doing it. Grief took his heart for hostage a long time ago, there is nothing more for him to mourn.

More than anything, Kakucho hates himself, because he's jealous of Sanzu. He knows he shouldn't, but he hates that the pinkette man was right about him. He envies Sanzu, who had the privilege of dying with Mikey, of dying with his king.

Kakucho hates the Mad Dog even more right now. But he's aware that once this hate fades away, he would feel empty again. So he clings onto this feeling, he needs this rage as a motor to keep moving.

It doesn't matter if this energy is fulled with rage, he needs it. He can't fail his friends, what's left of his family. Kakucho has to keep living even if he can't remember how being alive felt anymore. Even if he's more dead inside every day.

So, over and over... Kakucho would keep living.

The rain keeps pouring down without truce, Haruchiyo shrinks inside the leather jacket that was always too big for him. Now the only thing that makes him feel protected from that annoying rain (from the world). To be honest, he isn't completely aware how he managed to recover it from his penthouse, but it seemed important in that moment.

The jacket and the old picture that he's still clutching in his pocket, the only two things he cared enough to take. He doesn't even need to look at it to see the four happy smiles stained with watermelon juice. Two pink haired kids that could be confused by twins, one with a shy smile, the other with a cheerful one, happy to be included with his brother friends. Next, a fierce smile showing two small fangs, already a force of nature at his young age. In the middle, a blond kid with the most radiant smile Haruchiyo ever saw, capable of making everything shine just with his presence. Full of life, of dreams. Full of potential. Brighter than the sun, a true leader.

But that was a long time ago and, once again, Sanzu is the only one who remembers. The man staggering in the rain is now the only survivor from that photo. Only him, alone in this fuck up world where nothing and no one matters anymore. Not without Mikey. Even Bonten can burn from what he cares.

He keeps walking (it feels more like floating for him, floating in a cloud of pain and numbness at the same time). Until he finally reaches his destination, an abandoned bowling alley. Sanzu enters in some kind of trance, not sure if he's dissociating or too intoxicated. He doesn't care.

He sits down exactly in the same place his king sat down. How many days had passed since that moment? One? Two? Ages. It certainly feels like ages for him. Haruchiyo hugs himself, trying to make space for his legs inside the big comforting jacket. Completely curled up. And he cries, he cries like he hasn't allowed himself to do so in the last ten years.

He's starting to sober up, he can feel it. Because the flashbacks are coming back. Shinichiro jumping from that bridge. Mikey jumping from this exact building. Mikey falling from the stairs, that awful “clonk”. Mikey jumping again from this building.

Haruchiyo screams, holding his head with both hands, begging the images to stop, unable to continue reliving those memories. He needs everything to stop, to be quiet, his shattered mind can't take it anymore.

He takes out a small box from his pocket, looking at the content. Everything he needs is here, he knows how to do it, how to make sure he's not going to wake up from this trip. His stupid hands are shaking while he gets the syringe ready.

For some reason, he suddenly remembers Kakucho's words a few months ago. He hates it, he hates thinking in that fucker when he's about to die. But the other man was right, wasn't he? Mikey never cared about Sanzu, he spent years of his life trying to keep his king alive and it was all for nothing. Everything blew up in one night.

A manic laugh escapes between his whimpers. Of course is that, he's fucking jealous. Sanzu is fucking jealous because at least Kakucho got to held Izana's hand when he died, he got to comfort his king in his last moments. Sanzu didn't had that, Hanagaki was the one holding Mikey's hand. Always that cockroach, never him.

What did he expect anyway? Haruchiyo is just a failure. He never deserved to be the one making his king last moments less painful. Of course, he should had known. He failed everyone. He failed Shinichiro, unable to protect Mikey, to be the friend he promised he would be. He failed Mikey, watching him falling into the darkness, becoming the same empty shell he already saw in a past that never happened, and doing nothing about it.

Sanzu doesn't have anything left. He also killed his own chance of happiness a long time ago (he also failed his captain, didn't he?). The only thing left for him is to disappear, to follow his king. He's going with him, because he's being following Mikey for so long, that he doesn't see any other choice. He's going with him, because he doesn't deserve to keep living when he couldn't save Mikey.

But it's fine, the drug is already kicking in, his body feels more relaxed. Even his mind seems to be quiet, almost in peace. He looks at the old photo one last time, before drifting out of consciousness, looking for safety in the inner part of the leather, pretending it smells like cheesecake.

It's fine, because at the end of the day... Haruchiyo was just a failure.

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nana-mania · 5 months ago

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can you do a red flag hc about s62 and kaku too? 🥺🥺

"THEIR RED FLAGS" a reality check for s62 generation and kakucho stans

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ headcanon

࿐*ೃ feat : izana, shion, mocchi, mucho, ran, rindou, kakucho

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extras : gn! reader, angst, toxic relationship mentioned

S62 AND KAKUCHO - THEIR RED FLAGS

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ IZANA KUROKAWA

His painful past left him broken, unable to trust anyone because he’s always expecting to be hurt. He clings to love, desperate to fill the emptiness inside, but it only makes him possessive and afraid of losing the people he cares about. Deep down, he doesn’t know how to stop himself from controlling others, even those closest to him, because he’s terrified of being abandoned again. It’s like he’s trapped in a cycle of pain, hurting others just to protect his fragile heart. His confidence often comes across as arrogance, but it stems from his fear of abandonment and inadequacy. He might project these insecurities onto you, making you feel like you’re always being tested.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ KAKUCHO

Kakucho’s unshakable loyalty to Izana can leave you feeling like you’re always second in his heart, constantly competing for his attention. His stubborn, self-sacrificing nature means he’s willing to throw himself into danger or make big decisions without considering how you feel, which can put a strain on the relationship. And with his deep sense of honor, he struggles to let go of grudges, even over small betrayals, making it hard to move past mistakes and truly heal.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ KANJI MOCHIZUKI

Mochi’s fierce loyalty and strength make him incredibly protective, but sometimes it’s to the point of smothering, shielding you from things you don’t even need protection from. With his intense loyalty and protectiveness, he might become irrationally jealous if you spend too much time with anyone else. Every interaction you have with others could feel like an interrogation, with him questioning you about every detail, making you feel trapped and constantly under his watchful eye. He struggles with emotions, often brushing off feelings as “not a big deal,” which can leave you feeling unheard. Additionally, his impulsive nature means he’s quick to jump into fights without thinking, often causing trouble that could’ve been avoided.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ YASUHIRO MUTO

His stoic nature often makes him seem emotionally detached, leaving you wondering if he truly cares. His strict and inflexible approach to life can turn the relationship into something that feels more like a set of rules than a heartfelt connection. Worst of all, his unwavering loyalty—sometimes to the wrong people—might leave you feeling neglected, as he puts his duty above your needs, even when it hurts you both. His tendency to prioritize logic over emotions can leave you feeling invisible too, as if your feelings don’t matter. He might look you in the eyes and say, “It’s for the best,” with a calm, detached tone, never realizing how deeply those words cut or how much they make you feel like you’re just another unimportant piece in his life.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ SHION MADARAME

Shion’s ego is as big as the moon, always bragging and sometimes brushing off your accomplishments or opinions like they don’t matter. Sometimes, his ego prevents from reaching out to you to seek help, even though he desperately needs someone by his side. He sees that as a sign of weakness-- something that will tarnish his image. His reckless and impulsive nature means he often acts without thinking, leaving you to clean up the mess he’s made. His brash personality means he has little regard for personal space or boundaries. He’s the type to tease or provoke you in ways that might make you uncomfortable, all while thinking it’s just "harmless fun." It is also hard to trust that he’ll truly be there for you when it counts, because he seems to prioritize his loyalty for Izana and others.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ RAN HAITANI

Ran’s charm and smooth-talking can be captivating, but behind his charismatic facade lies a manipulative side that twists situations to his advantage. He avoids conflict at all costs, preferring to charm his way out of issues or sweep them under the rug, leaving problems to fester. His sadistic sense of humor means his jokes often cut deep, even if he doesn’t realize how much they hurt. Ran’s obsession with appearances and reputation means he might focus more on how you look together than on how you actually feel. And when he’s upset, he won’t confront you directly—instead, he holds grudges in subtle, passive-aggressive ways, like withholding affection or teasing you where it hurts the most.

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ RINDOU HAITANI

Rindou’s close bond with Ran can make you feel like you’re always in second place, with their relationship overshadowing yours and leaving you feeling like an outsider. He bottles up his emotions, internalizing his frustrations until they eventually explode, forcing you to deal with the aftermath of his pent-up anger. His sarcasm can be cruel, using biting comments to deflect serious conversations or hurt you without meaning to. And while he may not be as obvious as Ran, Rindou’s manipulations are subtle and calculated, making you question your own decisions and feelings, leaving you uncertain of what’s real.

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this headcanon! likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

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