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‘HANEMIYA TAKEMICHI!’
Snapped out of his daze, Takemichi hears a disgustingly familiar voice to which he would rather not hear
On pure instinct he cowers in on himself in a pathetic attempt to get out of whatever situation he is in
Why am I back here?
What happened to Kazu?
Why am I so small?
What year is it?
Did I fail again?
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Questions on questions felt as if they spewed out of his head landing on the floor with the big fat letters ‘Dumbass’ all over it
“Takemichi! I don’t have time for this! CLEAN THE FUCKING KITCHEN!”
BAM!
A watery wail which sounded like from his mother echoed around the whole apartment, bouncing off the walls and sending it straight to his ear
He ran out of his cramped up room, of course he didn’t know why, he never did this before? Nonetheless the kitchen is even more of a mess
His mother is on the floor in pure horror as her husband just smacked a wine bottle on her head.
As much as he wanted to get this image out of his mind he simply could not. Blood filled the floor, thankfully (or so) his mother was okay, her head, not so much.
And as if on queue, His older brother appears yelling at their father.
He should tell him to stop shouldn’t he? He opened and closed his mouth but not a word came out just low quiet squeaks. The two screaming beings are muffled out and isn’t that funny? Takemichi is back to being 9 years old, as if he wasn’t before just questioning it, all of it made sense.
Whatever god up there must’ve really hated Takemichi because he’s back to the beginning.
“-michi!” A hand pulled his sweater back as he turned to see Kazutora
“Kazu..?” He had no time to react as he was dragged out of the massive hell hole of an apartment.
“Cmon Michi we haven’t had a bike ride in a while right?” An upset undertone was recognized but neither said anything about it, he knew Kazutora just wanted out of the house.
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The breeze cooled the warm august night as Takemichi waited at a park near S&S motors.
‘Just stay here for a bit? me and kei are going to do something real quick I promise we’ll be back soon’
Obviously he knew what they meant, they were trying to rob Mikey’s older brother’s shop to find a motorbike for his birthday.
He wasn’t oblivious.
He didn’t know the exact time the break in happened as each time line was different, but he still decided to go in despite the risks
The whole shop reeked of oil and metal not a pleasant smell to say the least, but not the worst either. He searched inside for any people or things that seemed off
“Shinichiro..?” There!
Takemichi peeked through hoping to be on time and just as he knew it, Kazutora appeared behind said man.
He didn’t know if this would work at all, not even in the slightest but at the moment, it was all he could think of
“KAZU!”
Immediately the latter flinched hearing his name called out.
As baffled as he looked, Takemichi wanted to cry just as much, “Michi.! What- You..” He couldn’t finish as little fists hit his chest
“You! You’re mean! You left me at the park and came here to do what?! Steal and kill someone!?” Takemichi started crying baby tears and didn’t notice the oldest in the room’s hand patting his head
“Michi we’re sorry!” Keisuke started bawling mostly because of his actions but also the fact that they could’ve killed a man.
”Hey why are we crying? I’m okay see?” Shinichiro pinched his own arm to prove he is alive
Kazutora kneeled next to his brother while giving him a hug, he himself bawling as well.
“I’m sorry Michi.” Sorry’s and apologies could only be said as he held his little brother close
Eventually, the sobbing died down into snoring from Takemichi
“You two,” Shinichiro broke the tension to include even more
Both boys gulped getting ready to hear all the scolding they can
”-Are stupid, but we can have this talk tomorrow” He sighed before getting up and dusting his pants
“Keisuke, do you need anything?” He asked
Keisuke blew his nose and shook his head
“Ma’s gonna get mad if I’m out late, but.. I’m sorry for,” he points to the mess “This”
”No need, go home keisuke I said we’ll discuss this tomorrow” Shinichiro shooed him away and Keisuke reluctantly agreed and left but only after making sure his buddy was alright as well
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”Kazutora was it?” Kazutora shot his head up not expecting to be called for
”Y..yeah, um, yes I mean.” He pulls his brother closer slightly
Shinichiro notices but decided not to say anything about it
“You’re a great brother, I wish it was this easier to handle Mikey”
Kazutora looks baffled for a moments and tears up, but tries to wipe it away as crying all he did before was enough.
A hand laid on his head and Shinichiro smiled despite the chaos minutes before
“I..try my best, I really do” Kazutora speaks quietly as if something was listening
A small frown appears on the elders face remembering they have to go home eventually
“Hm, I think you are doing you’re best, little guy over there is knocked out” He chuckles lightly before pointing to the sleeping kid
“I hope Michi thinks the same.” Kazutora smiles as well hoping that he is doing a good job as a brother
“Shinichiro, I’m terribly sorry” He starts crying again
“Again, like I told keisuke, no need, we can discuss tomorrow” Shinichiro gives the kid a slight squeeze on the shoulder
“I have a favor to ask..if you don’t mind”
Shinichiro tilts his head in curiosity
“Do you have a spare futon?” Slightly embarrassed, Kazutora fails to make eye contact
“Who would’ve known Manjiro has other friends to loves sleepovers?” Shinichiro grins and ruffles Kazutora’s hair before agreeing