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Inui only wanted to introduce Hanagaki Takemichi to the former black dragon founder Shinichiro with a visit to the cemetery. Hanagaki became the 11 th generation leader and today was just the day to say hello. It was its founding day. Sadly, Koko wasn't with them, which dampened his mood a little. He was not prepared to found the leader of Tenjiku Kurokawa Izana to appear and lastly not to mock them with that unparalleled superior voice range. He had been fuming internally. They took his best buddy Kokonoi away. What really happened he doesn't know. Just that Kokonoi was not a member of the black dragons anymore. He would have punched Izana right here- right now, weren't it for the missing person next to him. ' Missing person?! ', he turned to his side where Takemichi should be. Key word- should be . He wasn't. And within his slow reaction he felt a gust of wind and a yelp coming from Izana.
In that short moment, Takemichi ran to Izana and pummelled him to the ground with such a leap one would have never expected from such a frail boy like Takemichi. “So you're Take-”, the tall leader with his white hair and the ever so threatening expression couldn't finished his sentence for he was flung back into the ground out of blue. “ouff!”
“Manila! You're alive!”, Takemichi grinned while showing his white teeth. He seemed to be relieved and expectant of something. First of all, who the fuck is Manila. What is that for a name? And Takemichi please get off from the Tenjiku leader, Inupi was fretting confused yet worried over his leader. Even Izana on the ground looked up to the boy, Kakucho was endlessly talking about. He doesn't look very strong in his opinion. Weak, his mind added. But he caught him off guard and that is a danger factor. He growled under his breath, feeling a bit humiliated in this position. What if others come around and see him like this. “You.”, Izana hissed angry. “Get the fuck off-”, and he was interrupted mid-sentence again, when the blond boy cupped his face and came closer, observing him silently. What the fuck?! Both thought about it in that moment, Izana whose internally questioning himself in what kind of situation he got himself and Inui who felt his nerves rising each time Hanagaki decided to interact with Izana instead of avoiding him like every normal person would do, but Hanagaki is not a normal person.
Now Takemichi was squinting his eyes so hard, that he nearly got a headache. This person looked a bit like Manila Mikey with all this hair cut like that only just dyed in white. He had purple eyes and is big....at that time Mikey grew out too, so that wasn't a difference. But this is the past. No, clearly not. “Huh.” was the only thing that came out of his mouth. He inspected the face closer.... weird, that's not Mikey's face. Takemichi still decided that this person, whoever that is, will not die like Manila. He will not let them get shot or whatever. It's really insane, that he felt very protective over a guy he just met. A guy that is definitely stronger than him, faster, maybe smarter, much more menacing like Mikey himself. Anyway, his mind whisked the fear away, he'll save him too. Their meeting is no coincidence. And when the person underneath him tried to get up and push him away, his hands felt so unyielding like his signature punch. They did not falter, even when the guy looking like Manila squirmed underneath him like a cornered animal, hissing and swearing. He didn't let go.
Not until, he was called out of his mind by Inui who sounded very worried. “Takemichi! Please...can...you...?” And then he felt sturdy arms grabbing after him when he got distracted. Inui! I was concentrating! You- . His control finally faltered and the person, “That's Kurokawa Izana!” Inupi warned or called out, moved under him. You're not helping, Takemichi wanted to yell back. But he didn't. In the corner of his eye, Izana- whoever that was- reached to him and his body urged him to evade the hands that could throw him away or fling him like a fly. Instantly, he jumped away from the threat and landed safely behind Inui, watching Izana like a hawk.
“Finally. It's a bit impressive for the likes of you. Yet, I'm not interested at all.” Izana stood up and dusted himself. The boy, he mused, looked very weak and vulnerable from the outside, but that strength right now had been a mystery. He was struggling to get him off. From somebody like him. Interesting. He'll send Kakucho to spy Hanagaki just to keep himself a bit informed if he'll ever interact with him again. He fixed his gaze back to the two of them and noticed utterly offended that they didn't listen to him at all. Well, of course! Inui was so stressed and worried that he was fussing over Takemichi's health. As if it was not Izana that laid helplessly on the ground. “Are you out of your mind?! You can't do this to me too!” “Sorry.” Takemichi apologized as if he wasn't sorry at all. “You're not sorry!” He hit the younger boy on the head. “Don't you know who that bastard is?” He pointed at Izana who looked quite irritated by both of them, but payed closer attention to Hanagaki Takemichi. Oh no! Not that again!, Inui send him an icy look to which Izana unimpressed stared back. Oh! You motherfucker!You wanna fight?! “No. Is it important?”, Inui slapped Takemichi on arm again. “IMPortaNT?! That's Kurokawa Izana! He's the leader of Tenjiku and-” he hissed to Takemichi while shaking the poor boy on his shoulders and turned to that bastard standing there innocently. “what did you fuckers do to (my) Koko!!?”
Izana stood there unimpressed but amused by the whole commotion happening. Now, now. This little dog surely need to learn its manners. Insulting him and his gang and they did nothing at all. Always giving the fault to someone else...weak-minded people tend to do that. What an injustice.
“Hey there. WE didn't do anything at all, he was the one who wanted to join Tenjiku in the first place right?”
Finally, that boy shut up. But the blonde boy was still watching him with vigilant eyes. He felt a shiver over his body. “I'm only here to visit my brother's grave.” Inui only gritted his teeth feeling anger and hate. Izana didn't care. He cannot feel it. He doesn't want to understand- not his business. But Takemichi had proven his expectations wrong...he'll continue to press background information out of Kokonoi and Kakucho about that boy. Stop staring at me! He glared back.
And for them luckily, the ever so youngest of the Sano Family appeared to visit his brother's grave too. Wow, so much to say about this day. Now he lost his motivation to say hello to Shinichiro. Takemichi was told to bring Emma away. Away from him. Unfair. He watched them back and decided to go away too, just to spite Mikey. And to follow the mystery of Hanagaki Takemichi. 11 th generation leader of the black dragons...my ass, he didn't care for titles. That boy...just who are you really?