#mikey just says fuck it and tells sanzu to play make believe with the little girl

[yuichi-ro]

ngl i appreciate being the taller one when it comes to kisaki… doesn’t happen too often irl but at least i have fictional characters 😭 the power man

saw this and immediately had to think of kisaki + daughter and hanma + son

also ngl kisaki gives me the vibes of being heartbroken when his little girl no longer says “when i grow up i want to marry daddy” and i am here for dragging his ass as he deserves. the whole like “don’t date till you’re 40” thing where she at the beginning agreed to but later is like “you met mom before you were 40 though” and kisaki is offended and hurt at being sassed back, just wishing to be back when she was a baby and literally couldn’t physically sass him.

pfttt- kisaki letting his aspiring writer daughter use captives to read off her scripts… she later becomes a thriller and crime writer and always asks her daddy dearest how long it takes for a person to bleed out if hit by an ice pickle exactly 7 times in the chest and he tells her the next day with another missing person winding up somewhere <3 crime author daughter and her crime committing father, way to keep the family business going XD

koko and inui are sooo the rich gay uncles. they can’t act at all around kids and when they were forced to babysit for just a few moments, she started crying and koko just gave her a stash of money, which weirdly worked.

as much as kisaki doesn’t want to, he has to relay on his executives a little bit when it comes to his daughter, even if its just little things like asking to pick her up and bring her to school and they know better than to mess with boss’ kiddo

also 100% pretty face sanzu would be her childhood crush because he reminds her of a prince and sanzu is not on board with it at all

-🌌momo

typically I'm the taller one (and I'm taller than my wife) Plus at most like they're 5'10 or 6' so only a couple inches taller than me and pretty much always eye level. But there's a feralness that fills me when I realize Hanma is almost a good foot taller than me. I simply don't know what to do. I mean- yeah- it's kinda sexy ig? I think? I dunno I'm honestly just gonna sit there like that cat with the flower on it's head frothing in my anger to bite his Achilles tendon 😬

anyways-

THE WAY I KNOW HANMA'S SON IS GIGGLING LIKE A MANIAC BY BEING HUNG UPSIDE DOWN LIKE A GOD DAMN MONKEY...it's true. I cannot deny it. Real life footage of Hanma/Kisaki on the beach with the kids....Hanma's a heathen and made a mini heathen 😔

Tetta's princess sassing him?? I'm pulling up a chair and making popcorn as we speak?? Seriously- devastated when his daughter has her first crush. He thought he was gonna have his little girl clinging to him forever when a boy walked by because "they have cooties" and now Tetta's crumbling and the kids only like eight and she just off handedly said a boy at school was nice 😂 You casually remind Tetta that he is married. To you. And he's just sobbing into a pillow that his little girl isn't gonna be his little girl anymore. Oh and the attitude! Please preteen into the teen years? Tetta was ready for like the textbook stuff, even had the birds and the bees talk all mapped out but then his kid flippantly remarks she already knows about sex. And Tetta is hyperventilating how did his precious little girl even know what the word sex is?? God I am so here for mini Tetta giving her father daily heart attacks

Steven King ain't got nothing on Tetta's kiddos novels 💀 She's got first hand knowledge and no one can ever connect the dots in the family name

the entire premise of Toman having to deal with Tetta's child is sending me over the moon scream-

Koko constantly uses the excuse that the snot covered crying baby is why he never wants to have one. But Inui is like "It's cute, I kinda like it" but frankly makes Tetta's kid cry constantly. Koko takes over though bc he's tired of the crying and Inui not shutting up? Suddenly the kid is silent and very content in Uncle Koko's arms. Sits on his lap almost every time she comes to a meeting. Kicking her feet coloring and Koko is groaning bc she picked him and no one else 😂

and don't even get me started on the Sanzu thing! this four year old is head over heels for the pretty pink haired man who looks like a princess but carries a sword. Crush never goes away and constantly wants to play castle with Sanzu where he's the pretty pretty princess that rescues her. Sanzu is cringing and asking Tetta to keep that thing away from him. Tetta is genuinely trying to get his daughter to love any other coworker. At this point even Angry might do he swears. But his daughter is smitten with Sanzu. While she's begging Sanzu to play and Tetta is trying to explain who he can't play. Mikey's just eating like his third lunch and finally just commands Sanzu to play with the girl. Now it's Sanzu's job to be the prince to Tetta's kid bc Mikey got tired of listening to both men and made Sanzu do it 😂

[planetsano]

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 𖥔 ⭒ ִ ׂ𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 <𝟑 !

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — how they punish their bimbo/airhead girlfriend, (featuring himbo kazutora) !

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈��𝐆𝐒 — 🔞, punishments, established relationships, gun play, clit spanking, boot humping & licking, neglection, cumplay, cock cage, creampie, pet play, collar and leash, making you walk on all fours, humiliation !

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 — mikey, sanzu, draken, kazutora, hanma, haitani brothers !

## 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 !

Mikey just.. needs you to shut the fuck up. He loves ya, but fuck he can’t deal with hearing you whine and babble about things he couldn’t give less of a fuck about. God, he doesn’t want to hear about your acrylic nails, he doesn’t care about your new outfit, and he most certainly doesn’t want to hear you bitch about how he’s not paying enough attention to you. He’s a busy man— the leader of Tokyo’s most infamous street gang. He just doesn’t have the time or will to be with you 24 hours, 7 days of week with you.

So, that’s why he’s past his limit when you start getting all teary eyed and pouty when he tells you he can’t take you for a joyride on his bike that night because he has an admin Bonten meeting to attend. Before you could even utter a whine about his rejection, Mikey has you on your knees. His cock isn’t even hard yet but he has your slippery and warm tongue swirling along his length until he’s fully erect. He outright pounds into your throat until your nails are digging into the skin of his thighs, almost drawing blood and your makeup is absolutely ruined. Lip gloss smeared, eyeliner running and falsie lashes hanging barely hanging onto your lash line.

Mikey tells you to hold your tongue out and you do as you’re told but you’re sure to give him the brattiest eyes as you muster as you look up at him. He notices the sour look, trust and believe he does. That’s why the small smile that’s ghosting over his lips as he jerks his load onto your tongue is terrifying. His meeting starts in about 10 minutes and just for that pissy look you gave him, you get to tag along! So fun, right? But the catch is you have to hold his entire load in your mouth for the duration of the meeting. Bonten meetings could last up to an hour or more depending on current affairs. That's why Mikey could excuse the tears running down the apples of your cheeks this time as your face burned in humiliation. He would probably be snotty too if he was in your shoes.

You sat so pretty on Mikey’s lap during the gathering, completely silent and docile as the gang members spoke business. It was a bit odd seeing your sheepish demeanor because you’re usually bouncing around the room from lap to lap distracting members from the topic of discussion at hand with your chat but today was different. The ending of the meeting couldn’t have come any slower, minutes felt like hours as you held your boyfriend’s cum in your mouth. He didn’t have the best diet with most of his “meals” consisting of either sweets or snacks, so his taste was a bit bitter.

After the meeting was over the rest of the admins filed out one by one, eventually only leaving you and Mikey sitting in silence until he spoke.

“Let me see.” He says, dark and soulless eyes boring into yours. You part your lips, showing him the translucent white cream sitting warm in your mouth. His slender hand cups your cheeks causing your lips to pout and a small trickle of his seed to dribble down your chin.

“Swallow.” Mikey watches your lips purse as you swallow the wad in your mouth. Maybe you’ll learn how to keep your pretty little mouth shut when he tells you that he’s busy. If not, he doesn’t have a problem with filling your mouth again. Only next time you’ll hold it for longer. He was being nice this time around.

## 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 !

You should have known better than to get all cozy with Rindo during dinner but in your defense— Rindo called you pretty and he said he liked your dress! It was a brand new number from a little boutique on the upper end of Shibuya that made the garment of the softest silk and hand stitched lace detailing. Of course you were going to giggle and blush at Rindo’s words— the two glasses of wine in your system didn’t help you out either.

The color complimented your skin tone so well, even sitting in the low lighting of an expensive restaurant that you couldn’t even pronounce the name of. You loved Sanzu but you always hated coming to Bonten gatherings, you never understood what they were talking about. Maybe that’s why he brought you along, you were just a nice little trinket to their operation.

The dress barely clinging onto your body went for a pretty penny too. You’d think you would understand Sanzu’s frustrations especially if he was the one who paid for it earlier that day because you were whining about how you didn’t have anything nice to wear for the dinner. Now fast forward to the dinner and you’re giggling and whispering with his colleague with his fucking dress on? You’re so disrespectful. You know, all Sanzu wanted to do was have a nice, quiet dinner with his girl and his fellow Bonten members but he can’t even have that. It took one last whisper and a flirty touch to Rindo’s bicep for Sanzu to stand from his seat and politely excuse you both from the table.

You don’t question him, instead you excuse yourself from all the handsome men sitting around the table and follow Sanzu with your hand in his. The gentle clicking of your heels was slightly rushed as you followed Sanzu through the restaurant trying to match his pace. Your gentle cries of his name were ignored and only then did you realize that you may have been in trouble. It didn’t take long for you both to end up in the back alley of the restaurant with your thong balled up in his hand and your pussy rubbing against the Christian Louboutin dress shoes he wore on his feet.

You move your cunt fervently against his shoe, wrapping your arms around his leg in a tight hug while you sobbed out apologies. You’re not even sure if he can understand what you’re saying through your hiccups and sniffles but it doesn’t stop your babbling. He’s looking at the watch on his wrist too, he gave you exactly 5 minutes to cum or else he’d pull the trigger to the silver gun being pointed at your head. Why 5 minutes? Because that’s how long he had to sit and watch you flirt with Rindo.

You successfully make time! Congratulations! Sure your knees are all scraped and irritated but you’ve proven yourself to him! Come on and stop your crying because now you have to clean up your mess. Did you think that was the end of your punishment? Go ahead, lick his shoes clean. They weren’t cheap. Then you’re going to take your little ass back into that restaurant, makeup running, bruised knees and all and act like nothing happened.

## 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 !

Draken knows how to hit you where it hurts the most and that’s what makes his punishments absolutely unbearable. He knows you’re like Tinkerbell, if you don’t get enough attention, well, you’d just die. And dying is exactly what it feels like when he ignores you. So what if you’re being a little dramatic? Your heart just couldn’t handle your handsome, 6 foot something, ex gang banger boyfriend not paying attention to you. No kisses? No hugs? Him not telling you that you look pretty? You couldn’t take it!

He’s been at this the entire day all because you were being a little bratty.. Okay, maybe you were being a pain in the ass but did that warrant being completely ignored? Well, you didn’t think so at least. Honestly, you should know by now that Draken has zero tolerance for brats. He’s quick to shut it down and have you crying for his forgiveness and apologizing for being so stupid. But that’s only been in recent times. He's tried spanks. Those didn’t work, you enjoyed them too much. He’s tried fucking you to the point of overstimulation, that didn’t work either. Draken’s even tried the opposite approach too by not letting you cum at all. Of course, that strategy failed because you’d just end up cumming anyway. He struck gold with outright neglect though.

All your attempts to win back his love and affection have crashed and burned. Pawing at his chest, trying to slip your hand into his larger one, whining his name, trying to steal kisses from his lips. None of it worked and it left you at your wits end. That’s how you ended up on your knees in your boyfriend’s mechanic shop with his cock in your mouth. You didn’t even give him time to process what you were doing before you were pawing at his cock through his uniform. You were desperate, okay? The final straw was him brushing you off for the Nth time that day. The worst part about it all was that even with you slobbering all over his cock, he still acted as if you didn’t exist and fuck, did you cry.

“K-Ken, please talk to me!” You’re a snotty mess as your hand jerks his cock in a sloppy manner. You’re not really worried about a set rhythm or pace, the only thing you’re worried about is getting him to acknowledge you.

“‘M really sorry, okay? Won’t be mean anymore!” Your lipstick is smeared, staining only the corners of your mouth but his dick too. Draken’s hand is soon on the back of your head to guide you back down on his cock. He doesn’t give you a warning before he’s stuffing your throat with his seed. You’re not even upset, how can you be? At least he came, you know? So you were making him feel good! You pull yourself from his dick and look up at him with the dopiest smile, cum seeping from the corners of his mouth as you swallow his load. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, eyes twinkling as he finally looks down at you.

“Are ya still mad at me, Dre?” You ask with fists balling up his pants. He only opts to pat your head and that’s more than enough for you.

## 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 !

Kazutora is a Tinkerbell himself. Always following you around like a lost puppy and so giddy when you give him the tiniest bit of affection. Even if it is just eye contact followed by a sweet smile, he’s fucking swooning. He’s so sweet but sometimes he gets too ahead of himself. Can you blame him though? He just loves you so much, he can’t help that he has attachment issues.

Kazu is a bit of a.. Pervert. When he thinks he’s alone he’ll sniff your panties and use them to rub all over his pathetically sensitive cock. It’s kind of cute though, seeing him with his pants and boxers pooled around his ankles while his hips buck into his hand while your panties are stuffed under his nose. It's endearing but these days he’s gone as far as to touch you while you’re asleep. Oftentimes you’ll wake up and your panties are off and his mouth is lapping at your clit and making out with your pussy. Other nights you’ll wake up to him rutting into your slick cunt in a clumsy rhythm.

When you ask what he’s doing his answer is always the same: “I-I missed you, need you.” It’s so easy for your baby tiger to pull at your heartstrings when his golden eyes locked onto yours but enough was enough. He needed to learn some self discipline, so you put a cock cage on him. Maybe that’s a little harsh but he needed to learn. Kazu is a little upset with you, sure.

“I’ll be.. I’ll be good! Just take it off, please..” You can see right through the tears pooling at his eyes and sniffles, he knows exactly what to do to get you to be all soft on him but you’re not falling for it this time and you’re certainly not ignoring how he’s pressing into your ass.

“Uh, uh, uh. You’re keeping it on until you know how to behave, sweetie.” You tut. “Now go set the table, I’m almost finished with dinner.” You say with a sweet smile as you stirred the pot of ramen. You heard Kazu whine and mumble something about you being “so mean to him.”

## 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 !

Honestly, Hanma doesn’t even remember what you did to piss him off, but he’s in a really shit mood when it happens and he snaps, much like how his pelvis is roughly snapping into your poor, little cunny. He’s got your thighs spread as far as they possibly could. Your clit isn’t even hidden past your folds anymore, it's on full display for Hanma’s lemon colored eyes zoning in on the cute little bud as he fucks you.

He’s not really worried about your pleasure right now, in fact, he hopes you don’t cum. It’s kind of hard to at the force of which he’s pounding into you. Every time his hips meet yours, his cockhead punches your cervix with little to no respect. As much as it is uncomfortable, the sensation is quite addictive. His cock hurts you so good and it coaxes you into an orgasm. He’s not happy about that but the way your walls clench around him makes him fill you up without warning.

Hanma’s furious at this point, pulling out of your pussy in a hurry to spread your pussy lips with his pointer finger and thumb. He holds you open with his “SIN” hand and uses his “PUNISHMENT” hand to leave harsh slaps directly onto your clit, the filthiest and harshest degradation spewing from his lips through his spanks.

But it doesn’t stop there. He makes you walk around for the rest of the day with no panties, his load of cum seeping out of you. Those short skirts you like to wear much are so pretty but are essentially just an accessory around your waist providing zero protection throughout the day. Uncomfortable and embarrassed are the only things you feel as you stand in front of Hanma’s friends with his cum leaking down your legs. He pulls you into a nearby bathroom and bends you over the sink.

“You’re a fucking mess.” His deep voice is so harsh and condescending. You look up slowly into the mirror, your eyes locking onto his own through the reflection. You look pitiful looking at him through your lash extensions and your glossy pout.

“Shuji, please. Can I clean up? ‘M all sticky.” You whine. “‘M sorry.”

“You sound ungrateful.” He quips back.

“No! Nono! ‘M just-” You become frustrated much to his enjoyment. “You know what I mean!” Your little heeled foot stomps the ground. Hanma is an asshole but he’s still got a soft spot for you. He can’t even remember what you did, but he’s figured you endured enough.

“Shh, shh.” He coos, a wicked smirk growing on his lips. “I’ll clean you up, don’t gotta get all snappy with me.” Hanma teases.

## 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒 !

Ran being the older of the two tended to be more harsh with his punishments. He was another one that has a zero tolerance for bratiness. That means no back talk, no breaking rules and no attitudes. You had a bit of an attitude problem when it came to Ran usually and it fed into back talk. He usually just opts for making you cock warm him but instead of your pussy, he uses your mouth. Ran doesn’t care if your knees hurt or if your jaw is getting tired, boohoo, you should have thought twice about being a brat. He’ll make you cock warm as long as he sees fit and sometimes he’ll last up to an hour before he’s lazily fucking your mouth and spilling his thick seed onto your tongue.

Rindo is more lenient with you. He’s the brother you can bat your lashes at and he'll give you what you want. You definitely know how to work your way around him. A little perfume, some lip glosses and sitting on his lap will almost always end in your favor. But the thing with Rindo is, when he says “no” he means it and it should be left at that. Don’t push it because when you do you end up over his lap with your frilly panties around your ankles, dress pushed up while his hand comes into contact with the sensitive skin on your ass. He’s not holding his hits either, it’s far from pleasurable. Sometimes when he’s feeling extra mean Rindo will use a whip. One of those long stick ones. It always leaves your ass angry and stinging with tears running down your cheeks as you whine about how you can’t even sit down. Rindo doesn’t care if you were wondering.

There’s pros and cons for having both men as your partners. An obvious pro being you get two handsome men and twice the attention and affection. But, you never really thought about what would happen if you pissed the both of them off at the same time. Nothing good could come from it, and it doesn’t.

They both had a particular liking to humiliation and utilized it in your punishments. They call you their “little kitty cat” and that’s really cute until you’re wearing an uncomfortable collar and a leash that they tug on harshly in public. They make you crawl on your hands and knees because “kitties don’t walk like humans.” It’s absolutely humiliating when they take you to a Bonten meeting solely for the purpose of you being seen while you endure your punishment. You’re not allowed to sit at the table either, you’re on the floor at their feet where they say you belong.

You know it’s supposed to be a punishment and you’re not supposed to be enjoying it but you can’t help but to feel the heat between your legs as you look up at the men towering over you. Maybe you’d keep that to yourself for a little while longer.

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[braineater444]

did you have any plans on kaku and y/ns strange relationship they had going on?? please...i beg of you, any crumb will suffice ;-;

Well ofc I did and they were a little less fucked up than everything else… in my opinion…

Tw: Stockholm Syndrome, Abuse??

Y/n was supposed to fall in love with him and Kaku would obviously play into it but guess what??? Koko tells her he has a girlfriend (“soon to be fiancé really…”) and is just playing nice with her. He even tells her that Kakucho would kill her if Mikey told him too… but the only thing that stuck was about his relationship.

Y/n never brings it up to Kakucho, so it’s never confirmed or denied by Kakucho himself. Still, it does do a number on how she acts towards him and creates distance that he’s insistent on closing because he pities her. Kakucho absolutely has hero syndrome and doesn’t even realize it.

It doesn’t take much doting from him for her to be putty in his hands again anddddd its not that Kakucho is purposely being a manipulative asshole BUT!!! He plays y/n like a violin and thinks he’s doing nothing wrong. It’s scary for a guy like him who, despite killing people and destroying lives (for YEARS), believes he’s better than his counterparts because “he doesn’t actually want to do this.”

It’s dissonance or denial with him.

Unfortunately for Kakucho, babysitting Y/N forces him to confront things within himself and it has her trying to impress him and make him fall in love at every turn. He does actually have to realize that hes a bad person surrounded by a sea of other bad people. But how does this realization take full form?

Sleeping with Y/N the first time. It’s all technically consensual and she even dresses up for him wearing that blue dress he liked more than her. It’s probably the best sex either of them have had in their whole LIVES, but he feels a sneaking guilt about the whole situation. The problem only exasperates itself when she admits that she “loves him” and asks if he reciprocates her feelings and he shakes his head. Saying he loved her would be going too far for him… and he’s a capable liar, but he can’t bring himself to tell that one. His honesty even goes as far as him saying “I don’t think anyone in this house will ever love you.” And all she can do is cry because??? Its so out of character for him to be mean to her.

His internal monologue the whole time is “Am I only being nice to her because I know this is wrong?” She’s just wiping away tears and riding him to orgasm while he’s so checked out and can hardly control the words that come out of his mouth.

When its over?? She watches as as he fixes himself up and notices the scars on his shoulder that can only be from a bullet… and realizes that he’s just as bad as everyone else. He’s just as complicit in her abuse as the Rindou and Sanzu. Kaku has to sit with the same newfound awareness as y/n.

It goes over horribly for the both of them because it leads to quite the turbulent relationship later on…. Feel free to ask me abt that too lol.

[seraphdreams]

First Fight & Family Secrets w/ CB Keisuke

When Baji said that he’d be working late canceling yet another date,she’d decided to take the girls (i.e Ken’s girlfriend and her only female friend Kira) up on the offer to go to the club and let loose a little. University life wasn’t all rainbows and unicorns especially when you had to work to ensure that you could finish your degree and maintain decent grades.

It had been almost two hours since they got to the club and one since they started feeling the buzz. When Con Sus B by Arcángel,De La Ghetto, Dalex and Elian Bless comes on Kira is on the table in their section singing and dancing sensually. Hyping her up and dancing along with her they continue having fun until a familiar dark haired male is pulling her off the table.

“Is this what you guys do for girls night?” Manjiro huffs tugging his jacket off and pulling it over Kira’s frame. Mikey’s so deep into the lecture that he’s giving them that he doesn’t notice the drama his barging over was about to cause.

Long tuned out of Mikey’s overprotective rant her eyes focus on the head of raven hair pulled back into a man bun with a few loose strands framing his face. She’d know that fucking smirk and side profile anywhere and boy was he in deep shit.

“Working late my ass!” She grits out grabbing the bottle they had ordered continuously sipping as she pushed her way through the crowd to get to their section. Mikey mutters an ‘oh shit!’ when he notices where her attention drifted and is trying to signal them but no one’s paying attention given that none had seen what Mikey saw.

Saccharine smile on her full lips she saunters into their section. The blood red satin spaghetti strapped dress with the slit on the side left nothing to the imagination and was something she’d picked out especially for her boyfriend. The deep v-cut of the backless ensemble and it’s plunging neckline that displayed the gold that littered her neck especially the thin Cuban link with ‘Keisuke’ resting pretty in the middle was enough to garner the attention she wanted from the men in the booth.

Keisuke looks over briefly and turns his attention back to the woman next to him only to do a double take because he knew he had to be seeing things. She takes a seat between the brothers she notices as Ran and Rindou. Both momentarily speechless because fuck she looked like sin incarnate. Her usual curly hair was now pin straight -due to the silk press she’d gotten for her date - and flowing down her back. Minimal makeup with bloody red lips to match had both brothers eating out the palm of her hands.

Soon after Mikey and her girls are joining and instantly they follow her eyes to the female draped up on Baji. Mikey shoots an almost apologetic look to Baji but the little chaotic fucker lowkey wanted to see how this would play out. From the moment he’d told Baji about the job and the role he’d be playing he had warned him about the consequences if he didn’t tell his girlfriend what was up.

Purposely she leaned in closer to Ran just to get a rise out of Baji but also because she couldn’t hear him well over the bass in the club. “Are you here alone?”

“I’m with my girls, needed a break from life. Also just found out that my boyfriend’s been meeting roblox built bitches under the pretense of working late.” She says loud enough for Baji to hear, a pout on her lips as she bats her eyelashes at Ran.

“He must be one hell of a fool if he’s entertaining others when he’s got you at home.” At this point if steam could escape from Baji’s ears and nose it would because he wanted nothing more than to break Haitani’s fucking hands and nose. He’d deal with Sanzu, Rindou and the consequences of those actions later.

Ran has one hand on the exposed skin of her thigh and the other draped behind her as he leans in closer to her. Baji barely registers that he’s moving until he’s grabbing her by her upper arm, pulling her away from Ran and towards the exit.She roughly shrugs him off and the entire section falls silent when he turns to look at her.

“Peach, I am not in the mood to deal with your bratty ass tonight. Tell your girls goodnight and let’s go,now!” He spites out sharply.

She rolls her eyes at him and scoffs. “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to like that? Check ya fucking tone pendejo. I was having a conversation and if you’re ready to leave yuh know where the fucking door is.”

Baji’s jaw ticks and at this point everyone is silent waiting to see what’s about to play off.

“Tsk, insolent whores will never learn their place will they?” A voice that she wanted to never hear again speaks up. The clicking of heels indicates the person’s movement and when they finally stand in front of her, she feels her blood boil. Given the dim lighting of the section and the fact that she was focused on Keisuke she didn’t pay attention to the the bitch hooked on his side like a clothes rack.

The look she gives Baji is one he’s never seen before. It’s like he was looking at a completely different person. “Outta all the bitches to hoe around with, you chose wreck it Ralph over here?”

“Aww c’mon is that anyway to speak about your sister Naleya?”

“Blood will never be enough to make us sisters Niana. Just because my father couldn’t keep his dick in his pants and decided to knock your money hungry slut bag of a mother up doesn’t make us family.”

Everyone is shocked silent except for Ran,Rindou and Sanzu who were highly entertained by the turn of events. The cartel life wasn’t what Naleya wanted for herself and despite her protests it wasn’t enough to stop her father from training her to one day take over.

“I was trying to be nice,” Niana speaks while pointing a gun at her. “I really was but you always have to fuck shit up don’t you! You ruin everything!”

“Ohh boohoo, do you really think papa sent you here to close a deal with Mikey? That deal was sealed the moment your “man” decided my cunt was his favorite meal. You’re here because he’s testing you, testing to see just how far you’re willing to go to take over his empire. Just because I don’t want it doesn’t mean it’s not mine.” Naleya smirks knowing that she struck a nerve. She used that momentary lapse to swipe the gun and turn it Niana.

“You were always a bit slow, that’s why you could never beat me. Your greed and anger holds you back and that’s why he’ll always have you second.”

At this point Naleya knows she’s being a bitch by throwing salt on her sister’s wounds, poking at all her insecurities. She sees the exact moment Niana snaps and easily sidesteps as she charges at her. Gun tossed to Rindou she prepares herself for the fight she knows is coming. This isn’t how she wanted Baji to find out but it was already done but he still wasn’t off the hook.

Niana charges at her again, fist raised and out for blood. Naleya tackles all her weak spots and has her on her knees in less than five minutes. With all the commotion in their section it’s a miracle that security wasn’t called in as yet.

“Finish it! You spineless bitch. I did everything right and yet still it was always about you. The ungrateful bitch who ran away from home.”

Back turned to her as she heads for the exit, Naleya stops, barely looking over her shoulder. “If I wanted you dead Niana, you would be. You’re alive because I allow it. La sangre es la sangre but we are not sisters.Escort her home and let father know that I won’t be visiting for a while.” She speaks to Rindou and Sanzu.

“Ran you’re with me, come take me home please. Mikey, Ken make sure my girls get home safely.” Barely two steps out of the section and Keisuke is on her again.

“We need to talk.”

“We have nothing to talk about Baji. You and me are done.”

“The fuck we aren’t. You don’t get to break up with me without letting me explain when you been keeping secrets as well.” There was no way Baji was about to let you end it like this.

“Yes I kept shit from you but I’ve never lied to you. I told you that the shit my family has been doing for generations wasn’t what I wanted so I left. You…you’ve been running around with her for weeks now and lying to my face every time telling me that you’re working late and like a fucking lovesick puppy I believed you. I believed you because I didn’t want to believe that the lipstick stains and the cheap ass perfumes I could smell on you were true. All I’ve ever asked of you is to never lie to me and have me looking stupid in these streets but you couldn’t even do that.”

“Baby…”

“No! Fuck you and that bitch too. Ran we’re leaving, now!”

“Back the fuck up off my woman Haitani.” He grits out. She wasn’t leaving here with that fucker.Ran is ready to throw hands but stops on her command.

“Leave him. I want to leave.” Everyone can hear the way her voice cracks.

“Peach…”

“Don’t come home Keisuke.”

-CB anon 🤍

OH? OH WOW? OKAY SO OOOOO NAMES AND NOT THE WHOLE BONTEN BEING HERE AND AND THE PLOT TWIST OF THE AND THEN OMGG???? BAJI IS SO *climbs over the table and punches him* WHY IS HE???? this is why we shouldn’t fight over men🙄

[itoshit]

Speechless, I didn't add anything, half listening to what Senju was saying. She gave me a place and a time to meet. It was in less than thirty minutes, so I'd to leave now.

Standing up and picking up my phone, I didn't even notify Haruchiyo of my whereabouts, as if I was in a daze. And I was, probably.

Hopping in the driver seat, I quickly started the engine, my leg bouncing with anticipation. The drive seemed to pass fast enough, or maybe I drove a bit too rapidly. The journey was a big blur.

Finally arriving, two minutes early, I received a text from Senju, telling me that they were here.

Head resting on the steering wheel, knuckles turning white with the pressure I put on them, I breathed deeply, in and out. Like Shin taught me when I was a kid and my panic attacks were appearing. Eyes closed, I focused on me, my heart threatening to stop beating. Opening the door, I looked around for a while, only to spot Senju from afar, sitting at a coffee table, facing a guy, back turned to me.

Black hair.

Takemitchi.

Walking to them, I kept my gaze high, trying to imagine how the discussion would go.

Jiro! It has been so long since the last time we saw each other. Jumping on me, Senju hugged me tightly. Patting her back, I lowered my eyes, meeting Takemitchi's ones.

You haven't changed a bit, Takemitchi.

Mi-Mikey!! Tears running down profusely on his cheeks, I couldn't help snorting.

Once a crybaby, always a crybaby right?

Sitting next to Senju, face to face with him, I stayed silent.

How are you...?

Hm. Hard question, not good, not bad. Just vibin'.

I've heard you tried to kill yourself?

Eh?? How do you... Nevermind, I've learnt that your ways were almost like stalking. Very borderline.

Shrugging, Senju simply smiled at me after.

So. Why the fuck am I doing here ?

Listen Mikey. I know... I know what happened between you and the guys back then. You- I know that since Emma-

Don't mention her name. Don't mention them too. If it's about recalling our cute moments back to Toman's era, I don't have your time. And delete my number, Senju.

Standing up almost making my chair fall on the ground, I was about to leave, but Senju gripped my wrist tightly, forcing me to sit down.

I'm gonna talk now Takemichi alright? Jiro. He's one of the people I was in contact with during all this time. Believe it or not, but some people want to see you get better and find happiness. You've become uncontrollable, and Bonten isn't helping you. Your executives are the worst, and I've one in mind in particular.

Enlighten me then?

Sanzu Haruchiyo. You should keep your distance with this man, trust me.

Your brother is part of my organization.

Takeomi isn't better. I've already told you that. Our goal isn't to worsen your life, but to improve it. You need to get away from all those toxic people.

Scoffing at her bold words, I sighted, before answering.

What d'you really want ?

Save you. Bring you back to us. Draken, Chifuyu, Hakkai and-

I despise them. And you too, Takemitchi. Don't make me laugh, save me? But I'm the one who chose this lifestyle. How would you react if I shot you in the leg now hm? Would you still want to save me ?

... yes. Mikey, as you did years ago with Toman, dismantle Bonten. I'm getting married soon, you're invited. I want you to come, everyone wants you to come.

Good for you, but I'll have to decline the invitation. Checking the time, I realised that I was almost an hour late to pick up Venus.

I need to go. Don't-

They're not good for you, Jiro. They're rotten to the core. I can't tell you yet, but you need to believe us. All the evidence suggests that some of them, if not all of them, are with you only to manipulate you.

My head was ready to burn with all the information. I couldn't possibly listen to her, but Senju saved me on multiple occasions during these past months, and seemed to know things that I didn't. Sighting once again, I turned to Takemitchi.

What about you?

I fully support Senju. And I'm not going to let you go this time, Mikey.

Pff. I really need to go but-

Could you give us a ride though? Someone brought us here.

Rolling my eyes at their demand, I played with my key before nodding.

I need to pick Venus up so you'll have to wait a bit.

Venus?

His whore.

Senju.

Sorry, didn't mean it.

When we reached my car, Senju sat in the passenger seat, next to me, while Takemitchi went behind her.

Driving a while, the two were fucking exhausting talking loudly, we finally arrived at Vee's building, and she was still waiting in front of it. Guilt was spreading through my body as I honked at her, and she looked mad.

I've waited for one hour. Do you-

Heya Venus! You look good.

Biting my lip, I turned to Vee.

Yeah so, I got a mishap.

-Mikey

A big one. I agree with a false smile, staring right at a beaming Senju whose ass is currently occupying the passenger seat—my seat. I’m rooted in my spot for a few seconds, not making any move to get inside the car, only staring at her. Senju’s not stupid; she knows exactly what she’s doing. So when her face slacks in some sense of pseudo-enlightenment, I don’t buy it for a second.

Oh— did you want to sit here, Vee? she asks, body shifting as she reaches for the seatbelt.

No, stay there, I instruct, catching Mikey’s stare right when I say it. His eyebrows furrow at my words. You were there first, after all.

I crawl into the backseat with that, but not without a noticeable and tense slam of the door. Senju always seemed to come around the second Mikey and I were warming up to each other. It’s like the bitch had a sixth sense for when he was on thin ice with me. Rolling my eyes, I throw my bag beside without looking, and I’m immediately shocked by the grunt that sounds shortly after. The source of the sound is a dark haired man with his eyes shut in obvious pain… and my bag is the one responsible for it, lodged between his legs and telling by his twitching hands, directly on his crotch.

I’m so sorry! I apologize profusely. I didn’t even see him. Need me to run back inside and get some ice?

It’s fine, he insists through shaky laughs, waving away every apology I give. ‘m fine, promise! My name’s Takemichi Hanagaki.

Venus, I reply, offering a hand to shake. Sorry again, I don’t usually try to castrate men I just meet. Are you a friend of Senju’s?

And Mikey, he adds and I’m surprised. He doesn’t look like a guy Mikey would touch with a ten foot pole. Unless he needed a spy or something, then this harmless, innocent looking man would be perfect.

Really?

He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. We haven’t been in contact in a while, but yeah.

I hum at that, totally understanding. Mikey definitely wasn’t the type to rekindle lost relationships, even if he really wanted to. You’d have to come find him. The little shit’s lucky people still scare enough about him to look.

How did you and Mikey meet?

Senju answers for me. They fucked, then Mikey thought she was a mole then kidnapped her, then they forgave each other, and then she got kidnapped by the yakuza, so Mikey had to rescue her. How’s your thigh anyway, Venus?

Why the fuck would she— breathe, Venus. Great. I beam at her, face falling when I meet Mikey’s eye again.

The yakuza? Takemichi’s eyes are wide, scared.

Long story, I dismiss. The last fucking thing I wanted to do was go down memory lane of a fucked up time with Mikey, a stranger and Senju. While I couldn’t quite put my finger on what exactly Senju felt for me, I knew how I felt about her, and with the way I felt about her, we couldn’t stay in the same vicinity long. I tap Mikey’s shoulder from the backseat.

Can you take me to my car? It’s still at the bar where I left it. You guys should get back to what you were doing.

Vee—

That’s a great idea, Jiro. We still were catching up, after all.

Jiro… crescents indent themselves in my palms as I clench my fists, the only thing preventing me from slamming her head into the dashboard.

See, Mikey? Senju thinks it’s a great idea.