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"My younger brother will be coming here tomorrow. I demand you bastards to be on your best behaviour."
Izana dropped the bomb just a day after he got Takemichi's approval to meet with his were-pack (he asked Takemichi about it when Shin and Mikey busying themselves bickering with one another of the topic: Takemichi and gangs). That was sneaky of him, he knew. But oh well, Mikey had already parading Takemichi out even to the point of self-claiming the cub as one of Tokyo Manji's, and Shin had already bringing Takemichi to Black Dragon's basecamp anyway, so it would not be strange of him to also invite the youngest to their hideout— his other home.
A gang he created for the sole reason of bringing strongest were-people individuals to be the biggest and strongest pack in Japan. Not quite right but, yeah. The point stands.
The top members now are those he considered as his 'friends'.
"Eeh~ why should we behave to Tokyo Manji's boss?"
Hanma Shuji, Juvenile frequenter. Were-shark. The only water were-person in his circle. A little too playful it got into his nerves but, a good subordinate.
"Ah yes. Why should we behave in the presence of the oh so mighty Mikey?"
"Right. It's not like you are on a good terms with him, no?"
Haitani brothers. Snakes. A good fighter and good subordinates. The older one, Haitani Ran, is bit flirty, so Izana really wishes he does not have to slice a snake's head in case someone could not keep his genital in check around Takemichi.
The younger one though, Haitani Rindou, is a not-so-talkative person. Thus Izana feels like he does not need to really watch him carefully around Takemichi this was the thing that he will regret saying the most about him.
He rolled his eyes, "Not that brat." He said. "The other one, my youngest brother."
"Oh? That's new."
Mochizuki Kanji, Gorilla. An actually extinct species of were-people. In other words, the last man standing from gorilla genus. This is the top 1 person whom he should watch over once Takemichi steps his tiny foot here. Wrong moves and Takemichi will end up being chewed up by this man.
"Is he also our kind? Not that I mind if he's not, though."
Madarame Shion. The mad dog. He is were-dog, hairless breed. The weakest genus here in his gang (amongst the executives). If Mocchi (the nickname of said gorilla) is the no.1 person he should watch out, this dog is the least. He is weak. But if he dared himself to pick on Takemichi, Izana will not give a shit even when he is weak.
He nodded, "Yes. A cat."
"Huh? On the lower part?"
"Is he cute?"
At this Izana tensed, glared at the ones said those words.
"You're also on the lower part so shut the fuck up, Madarame." He growled. "Make a move on him and consider your head snapped in two, Ran."
With that being said, he turned around and walked himself out.
Ah,
If there is a person in his gang whom he do not mind at all to be close with Takemichi, it was Hitto Kakucho. A were-wolf.
He did not know why but, his Were told him that he can put his trust on Kakucho about Takemichi. Somewhat. He hopes.
And a day later, today, here he is. Hand in hand with his cute and tiny cub of a brother, whom eyes glistening with glee, he can even sense excitement from his younger brother.
Somehow that makes Izana bubbling in the same amount of excitement— to introduce his pack to Takemichi (and even make the younger one of his, too, if Takemichi agrees).
"Soooo biggg.." The awed tone he heard from the cub feeds his ego that a small smile formed in his face.
"You're welcome to come here anytime, cub." He said fondly, as Takemichi looks up at him with his blue eyes shines really bright.
He then opens the door, walk into Tenjiku's big nest— or should he say, a den? in which all of the executives present.
Suddenly they are in the spotlight.
The attentions seems to make his younger brother a little bit uncomfortable as the cub hid himself behind Izana. It makes Izana glares instantly to the executives. As a sign to calm themselves down.
"They're not bad guys, cub."
He tries to calm Takemichi, too. But the cub shakes his head, face all pale.
Hiccup!
Not until Takemichi hiccuping, gasping like the cub is in dire need of fresh air, and he took a deep breathe that he realized that this place reeks.
He glares again at the executives, almost losing his shit and shape shifts into his Were form when Takemichi, with face still pale white, grabs his shirt, whining and shaking his head in disapproval.
He tsk-ing. Glares back at the executives and said, "Control your pheromones, you dumb shits." He growled.
What he did next was to make sure Takemichi inhale his familiar pheromone. He crouches down, leveling himself to Takemichi's height, and bringing the younger to his scent gland. "There, there. You'll be alright, cub."
How the heck did he forgets that almost all the people here are on the upper side of food chain?
Someone approaching them makes Izana guarded himself. The shark.
"Sorry boss. Can't help." He said, giggling like a fucker he is. "Your little cub right there looks and smells so fucking delicious." Damn just how much Izana held his Were back not to claw everyone's guts out at that very moment.
"Fuck you." Izana hissed. Hands still wrapping around Takemichi's shoulders.
Another two comes closer. Snake twins. They had the gale to sit themselves beside Takemichi and observes his younger brother. If not for Takemichi there in his arms, Izana will already be on a killing spree, he is sure of it.
"On a serious note, though. When you mentioned a were-cat, I didn't really expect for him to be this.. different in scent."
Rindou nods, "It's addictive. Once you've got a whiff of it, you'll be craving for more. At least I do." Screw the words that he said before. Once a snake always a snake. God damn sly creatures.
".. Take-chan..?"
Kakucho—
Izana blinked when he feels Takemichi's ear twitches. Slowly, he felt Takemichi's face leaving his scent gland.
".. Kaku-chan..? Is that.. you?"
...
.. How in the actual hell could Takemichi, a tiny, domesticated Persian cat-cub knows about, let alone seems close with a wild wolf like Kakucho?
About three hours later..
"Wow, boss. Your kitten smells really good I swear."
"Fuck off, Ran."
"Sniff.. sniff.."
"Stop sniffing him, damn it Rindou."
"Mitchy-kun. Try meowing. Follow me, nyan~"
"N-nyan~..?"
"Shit y'er so cute, what the fuck!"
"Damn shark why the hell are you hitting on my cub?!"
"What the fuck is this cat doing here, anyway?"
"... Dog is bad! E-enemy!"
"..."
".. Mister, are you.. uh.. a monkey..?"
"Haa?"
"Hick! I- I am s-sorry!"
"Stop intimidating him you gorilla bastard."
"Kaku-chan! You smells as good as always!"
"Mh-hm.. you, too. Glad meeting you here, Take-chan."
".. Cub, serious talk. Between me and this wolf, whose smells better for you?"
Izana promised not to bring Takemichi into Tenjiku's den anymore, as of today.