Asian // Age: 20 // pronounce: she/her Multifandom , MDNI, anti dni please!!!!, Jirai kei (I'm too lazy to change username although I'm neurodivergentmajor) https://linktr.ee/Miemiko
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I get the appeal of seeing yourself w ur favorite character, but pls just tag it as oc/ oc-coded.... I'm so tired of filtering fic only to click on a "reader" fic and it's a very specific appearance coded.
Sry if this sounds rude, but not every OC needs to be called Y/N. Reader inserts are kinda meant to be open to the reader's interpretation, so if you're describing a whole specific appearance... idk if it's really a reader fic anymore.
Also I read a lot of oc fic they're as good as xreader ones, and a lot of ppl enjoys too.
Requested fic by @looha. I had so much fun writing this; I hope you guys will enjoy reading it too.
Warnings: none. It's platonic fic
Shinichiro introduced his girlfriend; Mikey and Emma were surprised. How come such a gorgeous goddess ended up dating their loser brother, Shinichiro?
"Oi Mikey!! What's with that face?" Shinichiro asked, offended, as if he could read Mikey's mind.
Before Mikey could say anything, you smiled and held out the small paper bag. "Shin told me you kids love taiyaki, so I brought some."
Shinichiro immediately groaned. "Gosh, you don't need to—"
Mikey immediately snatched the taiyaki from her hand and started eating it without even saying a word.
Emma smiled and politely took it from you. "Thank you, Y/N-nee!!"
You couldn't help but think how adorable the kids were. Mikey happily ate his taiyaki.
Shinichiro scolded him for not thanking you. "Mikey, manners."
You waved Shinichiro off. "It's fine."
Mikey came over to you and held out the taiyaki.
You looked at him. "What's this?"
"You're nice..."
You smiled softly and took it. "Thank you, Mikey."
Mikey nodded, apparently satisfied, before running back to Emma.
Shinichiro watched him, then looked at you with a tired sigh. "See? Now he's definitely going to expect snacks every time you come over."
You glanced at the half-empty bag in your hand. "Maybe I'll bring some next time."
"Y/N..."
Over time, every time you visited Shinichiro's home, you started bringing extra snacks for his siblings
One day, Shinichiro mentioned that he had to go to Yokohama for some work.
You immediately narrowed your eyes at him. "What kind of work?"
You knew your dumbass boyfriend well enough to know that "work" could mean anything.
Shinichiro shrugged. "Nothing important. I'll be back later."
You stared at him. "Shin-Shin"
"What?"
"Are you actually going for work, or are you sneaking off with your friends again?"
He avoided your eyes.
"You're unbelievable."
"I'll be fine."
"You're probably going to meet your friends and get yourself beaten up again, aren't you?"
Shinichiro looked offended. "Why does everyone always assume the worst about me?"
"Because you keep proving me right."
Shinichiro laughed awkwardly, and you crossed your arms.
After a few minutes of arguing, he finally sighed. "Fine. Come with me."
You smiled triumphantly. "Good...I'm not leaving you alone"
You had expected him to take you somewhere with his friends, but instead, he stopped in front of an orphanage.
You looked at the building, then at him. "Shin... why are we here?"
"I told you I had something to do."
"This doesn't look like work."
Shinichiro laughed awkwardly. "Just come on."
You followed him inside the building. Eventually, he stopped in front of a boy sitting by himself. "Oi, Izana."
The boy looked up.
Shinichiro smiled and gestured toward you. "I want you to meet someone. This is my girlfriend."
You smiled politely. "Hi, Izana. It's nice to meet you."
Izana stared at you for a moment before looking back at Shinichiro.
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yeah."
You glanced at Shinichiro. "Wait, you never told me about him."
Shinichiro scratched the back of his head. "I guess I forgot."
You gave him an unimpressed look. "You forgot to mention you have another sibling?"
"It's a long story."
Izana continued to watch you, clearly suspicious of the whole situation. You didn't blame him. You were basically a stranger who had suddenly walked into the orphanage, with Shinichiro introducing you as his girlfriend.
Unlike Mikey and Emma, who had quickly gotten comfortable around you, Izana didn't seem interested in talking.
You sat with Shinichiro for a while, occasionally glancing over at Izana. He mostly kept to himself, answering Shinichiro whenever he spoke but barely acknowledging you.
Before leaving, you noticed you still had some snacks in your bag.
You pulled one out and held it toward him. "Do you want one?"
Izana looked at the snack, then at you. "Why?"
You shrugged. "I brought too many."
He hesitated before taking it. "Thanks."
You smiled. "You're welcome."
That was pretty much it for your first meeting.
Izana didn't suddenly become friendly with you, and you didn’t expect him to. Slowly, he started trusting you, talking to you more, and sometimes even sitting beside you while you talked with Shinichiro
It had been a while since you and Shinichiro had a proper date.
You'd dragged yourself to S.S. Motors hoping he'd finish early, but he was still halfway through fixing a motorcycle while you sat nearby on a stool, bored.
"You're making that face again," Shinichiro said without looking up.
"What face?"
"The one that says, 'My boyfriend lied about being free today.'"
You sighed dramatically. "Because he did."
Shinichiro chuckled, wiped the grease off his hands, and leaned against the workbench. "I never lied. I said I'd be free... eventually."
"Eventually isn't a time."
"Come on, don't be mad." He flashed you his stupid smile. "You're way too pretty to waste it on glaring at me."
You snorted. "That was your flirt?"
"It usually works."
"It usually makes me question my taste in men."
He clutched his chest. "Ouch."
You stood up and wrapped your arms around him from behind, your cheek resting against his shoulder. "Hurry up. I wanted to spend today with you."
Shinichiro smiled to himself. "Five more minutes."
The shop door suddenly slammed open.
"Shin-Niiii!!!! Y/N-nee!!!"
You and Shinichiro both turned at the same time.
Emma came running in with Senju beside her, and between Emma's hands was a tiny orange-and-white kitten.
"Look what we found!" Emma beamed.
Your eyes immediately softened. "Oh my god... she's so tiny."
Mikey rushed over first, followed by Baji and Haruchiyo.
"Let me hold her!" Mikey demanded.
"I asked first!" Baji complained, trying to squeeze beside him.
Haruchiyo tried to hold the small kitten, but the second kitten wiggled; he panicked and shoved his hands back. "Nope. She's too small."
Senju burst into laughter. "You got scared!"
"I didn't!" Haruchiyo protested. "I just don't want to drop her."
You carefully scratched the kitten behind her ears while the boys crowded around you. "She's adorable."
Shinichiro walked over, took one look at the kitten, and sighed. "She's cute... but Grandpa's allergic. There's no way he'll let us keep her."
Mikey and Emma immediately pouted.
"Please?" Emma asked.
"No amount of pouting is changing Grandpa's allergies," Shinichiro replied.
Senju raised her hand. "I'll take her home!"
Before Shinichiro could answer, Haruchiyo looked at his sister. "Takeomi won't even let you keep a goldfish."
Senju's shoulders dropped. "...Right."
Baji scratched his head. "My apartment's tiny. Mom would never say yes."
You glanced around the shop before snapping your fingers. "What if we make her a little shelter outside the shop? Just until we find someone who can keep her."
Mikey's face lit up again. "We can build it!"
"I'll get a box!" Baji shouted before running toward the storage room.
"I'll find blankets!" Emma grabbed Senju's hand and dragged her away.
Haruchiyo pointed at the shelf. "There's an old towel up there!"
Within seconds, kids get busy. You looked over at Shinichiro with a guilty smile.
He sighed, but the corners of his mouth lifted anyway. "So much for our date."
You nudged his shoulder. "We'll go later."
"Yeah," he laughed. "Apparently, my girlfriend belongs to everyone now."
A few years had passed since then; you and Shinichiro had been talking more about marriage.
One afternoon, you were sitting with Shinichiro when you brought it up.
"If we're getting married, shouldn't you start looking for a proper place?" you asked Shinichiro. "I don't want us to keep living in this old house forever."
Shinichiro nodded. "Yeah, I've been thinking about it too. I'll look around and see what I can find."
Neither of you noticed Emma standing nearby.
Later, she found Mikey. "Mikey..."
He looked over at her. "What?"
Emma told him what she'd heard. "I think Y/N-nee and Shin-nii are going to move out."
Mikey went quiet. "Oh."
Emma looked down. "Maybe she doesn't want to be around us anymore."
Mikey frowned.
After that, you noticed Emma wasn't talking to you as much, while Mikey kept his distance even though he still looked over whenever you spoke.
Eventually, you found Mikey sitting outside alone.
You walked over and sat beside him. "What's wrong with you lately, Mikey?"
"Nothing."
"Don't give me that. You've barely talked to me."
He shrugged.
You asked, "Did I do something?"
Mikey looked away. "You're moving out."
You blinked. "What?"
"You and Shinnichiro are getting married and moving away."
You finally understood. "Mikey....."
He kept his eyes on the ground. "You don't have to pretend. If you want privacy from us, that's fine."
Your expression softened. "That's not why I want to move."
Mikey finally looked at you.
You reached over and pulled him into a hug before he could say anything else. "I'm not leaving you."
He stayed quiet in your arms.
"I just want Shinichiro and me to have our own place someday. That's all. It doesn't mean I'm going to stop visiting you, and it definitely doesn't mean I don't like having you around."
Mikey mumbled, "Really?"
You smiled and hugged him a little tighter. "Really. You're stuck with me, Mikey."
After a moment, he finally relaxed. "Even if you move?"
"Even if I move."
He nodded and comfortably pressed his cheeks against yours. "Good."
You pulled back and messed up his hair. "You were seriously sulking over this?"
"I wasn't sulking."
"Sure."
He rolled his eyes, but this time he was smiling.
From inside the house, Emma peeked through the doorway.
You noticed her and held out your hand. "Come here, Emma."
She immediately ran over and hugged you too.
Shinichiro watched from the doorway, completely confused. "What did I miss?"
You laughed. "Apparently, my siblings thought I was abandoning them."
Shinichiro stared at Mikey. "Manjiro, seriously?"
"Shut up, Shinnichiro."
You laughed as Shinichiro shook his head.
Even after all these years, you still couldn't have a private conversation about your future without one of his siblings getting involved.
Before you read this, I think everyone should read the disclaimer and the First part of the story, since it's a continuation. Anyway, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11
warnings: none
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Sanzu kept his eyes on the road while driving. Mikey sat in the passenger seat, lazily watching the streets outside. Neither of them spoke for several minutes.
Suddenly, Mikey looked out the window and spoke. "Haruchiyo, pull over. Stop near that café."
Sanzu briefly glanced at him before looking back at the road. "We literally just finished breakfast. What do you want now?"
"Just stop."
Sanzu let out a quiet sigh. "You've been acting weird all morning."
Mikey nodded toward the café again. "I said stop."
Sanzu clicked his tongue under his breath but parked the car near the café and switched off the engine.
He looked at Mikey with a confused expression. "You're seriously making me stop for a café after eating a full breakfast?"
Mikey shrugged as he opened the passenger door. "I never said I was hungry."
"...Then why are we here?"
"You'll see."
Sanzu stared at him for another second before shaking his head. "You're unbelievable."
The two of them walked inside and chose a table near the corner. Sanzu grabbed a menu while Mikey casually looked around the café instead of reading his own.
Sanzu noticed Mikey wasn't paying attention to the menu at all. "What are you looking at?"
Mikey tilted his head toward the counter. "Look over there... She is pretty"
Sanzu followed his gaze and saw a bakery employee chatting with the cashier while arranging fresh pastries behind the display.
Sanzu looked back at Mikey and shrugged. "Yeah, she's pretty."
Mikey slowly leaned back in his chair. "What do you think, Haruchiyo?"
Sanzu smiled faintly. "I'm just surprised you're into women"
Mikey's lips curled into a small smile before he casually replied. " Why is that so "
I mean, I've never seen you interested in them... I thought you were-"
Mikey smiled, "You thought I'm Gay"
Sanzu raise hand sin defend " No I mean-"
Mikey cut off his sentence with a sinister laugh. "Haruchiyo, you should know better." He continued, "I made your girl scream for me... remember those voices? I'll never forget them."
The smile on Sanzu's face slowly faded. He lowered the menu onto the table and stared at Mikey. "...Knock it off."
Mikey only smiled wider before taking another bite of his dorayaki. "Why are you getting so worked up? I was just reminding you in case you forgot."
Sanzu looked away. "You don't need to remind me... I'll always remember that day. It was like the worst nightmare."
Mikey laughed. "Is this what you call that day? A nightmare? You went through all that, and still..."
Sanzu stuttered, "Please, Mikey, enough. I don't want to talk."
Mikey smirked as he slowly got to his feet. "You're getting touched."
Neither of them spoke after leaving the café.
Sanzu unlocked the car and slid into the driver's seat. Mikey settled beside him, placing the unfinished box of dorayaki on his lap as if nothing had happened.
Sanzu tightened his grip on the wheel as Mikey glanced out the window, then back at him from the corner of his eye, that faint smile still lingering; Sanzu noticed and stayed quiet.
The moment they stepped into Bonten headquarters and entered Mikey's office, he casually started complaining about the endless reports and upcoming projects.
"I swear these idiots think I don't have anything better to do. More paperwork, more meetings... and now Koko wants me to approve another project."
Without a care, he shrugged off his coat, letting it fall onto the floor before walking over to the liquor cabinet. He grabbed a bottle of wine and poured himself a glass as if it were just another ordinary evening.
Normally, Sanzu would've picked up the discarded coat and hung it neatly on the rack without being asked.
This time, he didn't. Instead, he walked to the drawer and opened it; inside rested his handgun.
"You want one?" Mikey asked over his shoulder. "This one's actually decent."
Sanzu smiled as his fingers wrapped around the gun. "Red wine."
"Good choice." Mikey nodded, reaching toward the bottle.
Before his fingers could touch it, Sanzu strode forward and shoved him hard onto the nearby couch.
"What the fuck are you doing, Haruchiyo?!" Mikey snapped
"Shut up..." Sanzu muttered. For the first time in his life, his hands trembled at putting someone on gunpoint
"Haru—"
"I SAID SHUT UP!" Sanzu roared, his voice echoing through the office.
He let out a bitter laugh and shook his head. "Do you even hear yourself anymore? Every damn day it's another order, another mess for me to clean up. You talk like nothing happened... like none of it matters."
Mikey stared at him without saying a word.
"No. Don't speak." Sanzu's grip tightened around the pistol. "For once in your life, you're going to listen."
"Do you know how long I've been cleaning up after you? Since we were kids. You slashed my face..." His free hand brushed the scars around his mouth. "...and I still stayed. You pushed everyone away, and I stayed. You built Bonten, and I stayed."
His voice rose with every confession.
"I killed for you. I lied for you. I ruined people's lives for you. I gave you every fucking piece of myself because I believed in you!"
Tears blurred his vision, but the gun never left Mikey's forehead.
"I respected Shinichiro. I promised him I'd protect his little brother. I knew you'd been through a lot...That's why I kept forgiving you. Again... and again... and again."
Mikey finally opened his mouth. "Haruchiyo..."
"Don't." Sanzu's voice cut him off. "Tell me something, Mikey...When did you ever protect me? When did you ever stop and ask if I was okay?"
Mikey's eyes dropped for a moment. "...I should have."
"I accepted my life, I accepted that I'd die following you. That was my choice....Now...Look at you. You're actually thinking about what to say."
Mikey slowly pushed the barrel away from his forehead.
"Finished?" he asked quietly.
Sanzu scoffed. "No. You know what pisses me off the most? It isn't the scar. It isn't Bonten. Hell... it isn't even everything I've done for you."
Mikey's expression faltered.
"You never noticed when I stopped smiling." Sanzu let out a dry laugh. "You never noticed I stopped talking unless it was about work. You never noticed I don't have anyone outside of you."
"Ran has Rindou. Koko had Inupi. Even Kakucho still had people who cared enough to drag him back." He smiled bitterly. "Who did I have?"
Mikey just stared at him
"You." Sanzu nodded to himself. "Just you....And you know what? I was okay with that. I chose that life." his eyes filled with fresh tears. "Then she came along."
"She'd yell at me for smoking too much. She'd force me to eat breakfast. She'd wait up when I got home, even if it was three in the morning."
"It felt... normal...Finally, I feel as if I'm human. I'm more than your toy..." The smile vanished. "Then I watched that normal life get ripped apart because I kept standing beside you....Do you know what that feels like?"
Mikey lowered his gaze. "...No."
Sanzu whisper. "I can live with ruining my own life. I can't live with ruining hers. So tell me..."
His eyes were red from crying, but they didn't leave Mikey's. "If Shinichiro was standing here right now... would he be proud of either of us?"
Mikey looked at him for a long moment before letting out a chuckle. A small smile tugged at his lips. "...There you are."
Sanzu frowned. "What?"
"Haruchiyo." Mikey's voice was calm. "I've been waiting for you to say that."
"Shut up."
"No." Mikey slowly shook his head. "For years... you kept telling yourself none of it mattered. That you were fine. You never admitted you were scared... or angry... or hurt."
Sanzu looked away.
Mikey smiled faintly. "You finally accepted it. You finally admitted... I hurt you."
Sanzu's hand began shaking again.
"...I know," Mikey whispered. "I know I ruined your life. That's why... I'm glad you finally stopped lying to yourself."
Sanzu stared for a moment, then slowly walked to the door and stopped. He turned his head slightly. "You are no longer my king."
With that, he left the room and went straight to his own office.
Sanzu pulled a cigarette from the pack with trembling fingers. He lit it and took one drag before covering his mouth with his hand.
A sob escaped anyway as memories of that day came back, of how helpless you looked and how he was unable to do anything.
He had spent years telling himself that enduring everything was loyalty. Now, for the first time, he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with himself.
Meanwhile Emma practically dragged you through the entrance of an expensive showroom, leaving you completely confused.
You looked around at the racks of clothes, displays, and employees waiting nearby before turning toward her. "Emma... what are we doing here?"
Emma only grinned. "Surprise."
You blinked. "Surprise?"
She nodded proudly and gestured toward the entire showroom. "I'm giving this to you."
You stared at her. "...You're joking."
"Nope." Emma laughed. "It's yours."
You looked around again, still trying to process it.
"Why would you give me an entire showroom?"
Emma shrugged. "Because you're going to get bored sitting at home eventually. At least here, you can actually do something you enjoy."
You couldn't help laughing. "You really thought this through, huh?"
"Of course I did." Emma smiled. "Besides, Sanzu told me you like expensive clothes and all that stuff. Now you can actually have fun with it instead of just looking at them."
You shook your head, laughing as you walked farther inside. "He told you that?"
"He tells me a lot about you."
You immediately became more curious and started asking about the showroom, the clothes, and how everything worked. Emma happily explained whatever she knew while one of the employees showed you around.
For the first time in a while, you actually looked excited.
You stopped at a rack and picked up a dress, holding it against yourself as you looked at Emma. "What do you think?"
Emma tilted her head. "Try it. I think it'd look good on you."
You laughed and put it back, moving toward another rack.
After a while, Emma pulled out her phone. "I'm calling Sanzu."
Meanwhile, Sanzu was sitting alone in his office, staring at nothing for a few seconds before his phone rang. He quickly cleared his throat and answered. "Yeah?"
Emma's voice came through the phone. "Come to the showroom. We're here."
Sanzu glanced at the clock. "I'll be there."
He ended the call and sat quietly for a moment. His eyes were still slightly red, but he rubbed his face, took a breath, and forced himself to look normal before leaving.
On the way, he stopped and picked up a small box of shortcake.
When he finally arrived, Emma spotted him first. "Finally!"
Sanzu raised the box slightly. "Brought something."
Your face immediately brightened when you saw the cake. "You actually brought shortcake?"
"You like it."
"I do."
You took the box from him while Emma shook her head. "You two are predictable."
Sanzu ignored her and looked around the showroom before his eyes settled on you.
You were smiling....Actually smiling.
You were talking excitedly about the clothes you'd seen, asking Emma what she thought of different pieces and pointing things out as you walked around.
Sanzu couldn't help smiling.
After everything that had happened, seeing you this excited about something again felt strangely reassuring.
Emma held up another outfit. "What about this one?"
You looked at it thoughtfully. "Hmm... maybe."
"Definitely." Emma insisted.
You smiled and looked at Sanzu again, but your expression quickly changed when you noticed his slightly red eyes. "Haruchiyo... your eyes are red."
Sanzu immediately shrugged. "Work. Didn't get much time to rest."
You studied his face for a moment, but you didn't push him. Instead, you picked up another outfit and held it against yourself before turning toward him. "Well? How would I look in this?"
His expression softened. "Perfect."
You smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah. Perfect."
Emma watched the two of you with an amused expression. "Why don't you actually try it on?"
You disappeared into the changing room a few minutes later, and you stepped back out wearing the outfit.
Sanzu's eyes immediately followed you.
He didn't even realize he was staring until Emma noticed.
She looked between the two of you and grinned. "Haruchiyo, you're staring so hard you'd think you're going to eat her tonight."
Sanzu immediately looked away trying hard not to blush. "Shut up, Emma."
Emma laughed while you covered your mouth, trying not to laugh yourself. "You were staring."
"I was not."
"You absolutely were."
Sanzu clicked his tongue and looked away again. But deep down, he couldn't deny it.
You looked beautiful. More importantly, you looked happy.
After everything that had happened today seeing that genuine smile on your face meant more than the clothes, the showroom, or anything else.
He wanted to protect that smile.
Whatever it took.
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To be continued..
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I love ryusae but why ryusae fan are so corny like cmon we don't know any of guys canonically sexuality or any hint of them being canon like reonagi/bachisagi.
Can we stop shaming/hating other ppl for having ships like its okay if you ship kaisae/bunisae/oc/x reader regardless of gender.
Six-year-old you had been crying for what felt like hours.
Two daycare workers were already exhausted, trying everything they could think of to calm you down, but nothing worked.
Every time they wiped your tears, you cried even harder, calling for your mother. "I want Mama...!"
One of the workers sighed. "She's surprisingly fast for such a little girl."
While the two women were distracted talking to each other, you suddenly slipped out of one's grasp and ran down the hallway.
Your tiny bunny plushie was clutched tightly against your chest as you hid inside an empty room, burying your face into it while sobbing.
A few moments later, someone quietly sat beside you. You didn't even look at him. You just kept crying.
"...Your face is all red."
You froze for a second before glaring at the boy through watery eyes. "I don't like you..."
The boy only grinned wider. "You look funny."
"I said I don't like you!"
He laughed, not bothered in the slightest. After a moment, his smile softened as he tilted his head. "...Do you miss your mom?"
You sniffled and nodded without saying a word.
"Mine too." He smiled as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "She told me she had something important to do. But she'll come back one day."
You slowly looked at him. He didn't seem sad....He believed every word he said. Somehow... that bright smile made you stop crying.
"So don't worry." He bumped your shoulder lightly. "Your mom will come back too."
For the first time since arriving at the daycare, your sobs finally quieted.
The boy stood up and held out his hand with a confident grin."It's hard surviving this place by yourself. Stay with me."
You stared at his hand for a long moment before wiping your tears with your sleeve. "...Only if you promise."
"Hm?"
"You won't leave me."
The boy blinked before laughing. "That's easy." He puffed out his chest proudly. "I promise... I'll never leave you"
You studied his face for another second, then slowly reached out and placed your tiny hand in his. "...Okay."
"My name's Kurokawa Izana."
"...I'm ...Y/N."
From that day onward, the two of you became almost impossible to separate.
You constantly dragged Izana into whatever game came to your mind, and whenever he refused, you'd burst into tears until he finally gave in. For some reason, Izana absolutely hated seeing you cry.
"I don't wanna play house again," Izana groaned as you shoved the paper crown into his hands.
"You have to," you insisted. "You're the prince."
"I was the prince yesterday. And the day before." Izana clicked his tongue before looking at you suspiciously. "...Why do I always have to be the prince?"
You looked at him as if the answer was obvious. "Because I'm the princess.... princesses marry princes."
Izana blinked once before making the most disgusted face a nine-year-old could manage. "Eww."
Your cheeks puffed up. "What's 'eww' supposed to mean?!"
"It means you're weird."
You stomped your foot before pushing the crown back against his chest. "I don't wanna marry a king."
"Why not?"
"Because kings are dads."
Izana stared at you for a few seconds before a mischievous grin spread across his face. "Then become the queen."
You frowned. "...Huh?"
"I'll be the king. You can be the queen."
You immediately shook your head. "No! Queens are moms!"
For a second, Izana just stared at you before bursting into laughter. "You're actually stupid."
You immediately smacked his arm. "I'm not stupid!"
"...Ow! Fine, fine!" Izana quickly put the crown back on before you started crying. "I'll be the dumb prince again."
Over the time Izana dragged a little boy over to you. "Y/N, this is Kakucho."
You stared at the quiet boy for a second before your eyes settled on the large scar across his head. It reminded you of the marks you sometimes saw on your mother's arms, only much worse.
"Does it hurt?" you asked without thinking.
Kakucho looked surprised by the question before touching his cheek. "...Not anymore."
You simply nodded before smiling. "Okay."
Izana rolled his eyes before pushing Kakucho toward you. "See? I told you she isn't scary."
"I never said she was..."
"You thought it."
Kakucho quietly looked away, making Izana laugh.
Eventually, Kakucho opened up, and before long, the three of you were together almost every day. The only problem was whenever you wanted to play house, Izana and Kakucho would immediately come up with another game.
"Let's go play tag," Izana quickly suggested.
Kakucho nodded. "Yeah... tag sounds fun."
You narrowed your eyes at the two boys. "You just don't wanna play with me."
"We do."
"Then play house."
"...No."
Before you could grab either of them, both boys took off running across the yard.
"Get back here!" you shouted while chasing after them. "Cowards!"
One Day, one of the caretakers came to get Izana, saying he had a visitor. Curious, you and Kakucho quietly followed behind, hiding near the entrance while watching from a distance. After all, Izana always talked about his mother coming back one day.
Instead, a weird teenager with a pompadour was waiting outside. Izana immediately smiled and ran over to him while you frowned in confusion.
"...That's not his mom ," you whispered.
Kakucho slowly shook his head. "...Who is that?"
The two of you continued watching from your hiding spot until the older boy suddenly lifted Izana onto the back of his motorcycle.
Your eyes widened. "He's kidnapping Zana!"
Before Kakucho could stop you, you ran out from behind the wall and stood in front of the motorcycle with both arms spread wide.
"You can't take him! I won't let you kidnap my friend"
The older boy blinked. "...Huh?"
Behind you, Kakucho nervously peeked out from the corner before quickly hiding again.
The older boy stared at you for a second before bursting into laughter. "Izana, Your little friend is trying to save you."
Izana covered his face with one hand. "...She's not little."
Shinichiro crouched down until he was closer to your height and smiled. "I'm Sano Shinichiro. I'm Izana's older brother."
You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. "Liar. You don't look alike."
Shinichiro laughed so hard he almost lost his balance. "Ouch... she's got me there."
He reached over, trying to poke your nose, but you immediately slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me."
Shinichiro raised an eyebrow before glancing back at Izana with a teasing grin. "So this is your little girlfriend?"
Izana's face instantly turned red. "She's not my girlfriend!"
"Really? She was ready to fight me for you."
"Because she thought you were kidnapping me!"
You folded your arms and frowned at Shinichiro. "You're making weird stuff up."
Shinichiro only laughed harder while ruffling Izana's hair. "Relax, I'm just teasing."
That after Izana finally explained everything, you and Kakucho discovered he actually had an older brother... and a little sister named Emma. And how his older brother preparing to take him back home.
However
After that incident, Izana was never the same. The cheerful boy who used to laugh with you slowly disappeared, replaced by someone much colder.
Before long, he was sent to juvenile detention, leaving you and Kakucho alone at the orphanage.
When Izana finally returned, he barely glance at two of you. Kakucho and you thought that juvenile might changed him.
Soon you heard some rumors about Izana is some gang leader you don't understand anything about gang but kakucho and you runaway from orphanage and live his place.
Even if he acted distant, you and Kakucho continued following him whenever he showed up. It became such a common sight that Izana eventually stopped telling the two of you to go home.
Not long after that, Izana finally decided to introduce you and Kakucho to the people he'd been spending all his time with.
"So these are the kids?" Ran asked with an amused smile as he looked between you and Kakucho.
Before you could answer, Shion pushed past him and walked straight over. "The name's Shion Madarame. I'm one of Izana's strongest men. If you ever need anything, just ask me."
Mochi looked at him for a few seconds before sighing. "Every damn time..." He reached over and smacked the back of Shion's head. "Quit making yourself sound important."
Shion rubbed the back of his head and shot him an annoyed glare. "The hell was that for?"
"You've said that to every new person you've met."
"So? It's called making an impression."
"It's called being full of yourself."
You couldn't help staring at the two of them before leaning toward Izana. "...Are they always like this?"
Izana didn't even look surprised. "Pretty much."
Before you could say anything else, Ran casually walked over and leaned down until your faces quietly studying you without saying a word.
You frowned and took half a step back. "...Why are you staring at me?"
"Hm..." Ran smiling to himself. "There we go. I can finally see your face."
You blinked in confusion.
"Never mind he got terrible eye sight," Rindou muttered with a tired sigh before looking toward you and Kakucho. "People always think he trying to scare them."
Then Ran asked Izana "Still don't get why Izana keeps dragging kids around."
"They're from the orphanage," Izana answered before either you could respond. "We grew up together."
Rindou scratched the back of his neck and looked away. "...Didn't know that."
"It's fine," you replied, though you still folded your arms. "You're still kind of mean."
Ran laughed under his breath while Rindou clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed at himself for making a bad first impression.
Mucho quietly walked over to Kakucho. "Izana says you've started learning how to fight."
Kakucho looked a little surprised that he already knew his name, but nodded anyway. "I'm... still not very good."
"You'll get there," Mucho replied calmly. "Just don't rush it."
Even though you found them strange at first, it didn't take long before you got along with everyone.
But as the months passed, you noticed Izana slowly changing.
He still smiled... but it wasn't the same smile you had fallen for. He spent more and more time with his gang, often coming home exhausted, carrying burdens he refused to share with anyone.
You hated it.
Not because he had changed...
But because you no longer knew how to make him smile the way he used to.
One rainy evening, the apartment door slowly opened and Izana stepped inside completely soaked.
You immediately stood up from the couch and grabbed a towel. "You're completely drenched." You walked over and reached up to dry his hair.
but before the towel could touch him, Izana grabbed your wrist and pushed your hand away.
"Just leave me alone," he muttered, avoiding your eyes as he sat down against the wall. "I'm not in the mood today."
You frowned before quietly sitting down beside him anyway. "You're never this quiet." You nudged his shoulder with yours, trying to make him look at you. "Did something happen?"
Izana let out a hollow laugh and buried his face in his hands. "Something always happens.?! They lied to me... all of them. My mother... my brother... everyone kept lying until there was nothing left."
You stared at him in disbelief. It was the first time you'd ever seen him like this, and before you realized it, your own eyes had already begun to sting. Seeing him break apart in front of you hurt far more than you wanted to admit.
"Don't cry," Izana said the moment he noticed your tears. He looked away with a frustrated sigh before rubbing his face. "I don't want you looking at me like this."
"I'm crying because you're crying," Without asking, you wrapped both arms around him and rested your head against his shoulder. "You keep saying you don't have anyone... but that's not true... We are still together"
"Don't say things you don't understand." He looked at you with tired eyes. "Life isn't like those stupid games we used to play as kids. You can't just pretend people are family because you want them to be."
You tightened your arms around him instead of letting go. "Then we'll become one. You, me, and Kakucho. He's basically our little brother already, so we'll make our own family."
Izana simply stared at you as he was trying to decide whether to believe your words, then suddenly pulled you into a tight embrace and buried his face against your shoulder.
"...Promise me," he whispered after a long silence. "Promise you'll stay... and give me the family I never had."
You smiled softly before hugging him back just as tightly. "I already promised you that years ago." You gently rested your forehead against his. "This time... I'm old enough to keep it."
Over time, life slowly began to settle down.
Kakucho eventually rented a small apartment only a few streets away. He still came over almost every day.
While you looked around the tiny living room before letting out a dramatic sigh. "I can't believe the great Izana Kurokawa lives in a place this small."
Izana raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with it?"
"Everything." You pointed around the apartment with both hands. "The sofa's too old, the kitchen's tiny, and don't even get me started on the bathroom. This place doesn't even look cute."
A quiet laugh escaped him. "So that's your biggest concern?"
"Of course it is." You crossed your arms and pouted. "I want a house that looks like the ones in those fashion magazines. Big windows, pretty furniture, flowers outside..." Your eyes lit up as you kept talking.
Izana watched you ramble without interrupting. The corner of his lips slowly lifted before he reached over and pulled you into his lap. "You always dream too big."
You rested your head against his shoulder and smiled. "Someone has to."
He wrapped both arms around your waist and rested his chin on your head "...I'll become king."
You looked up at him in confusion before laughing. "You're still calling yourself that?"
"I told you when we were kids." A faint smile appeared on his face. "I'll become king.....And you'll be my queen."
Years ago, you would have puffed out your cheeks and argued that queens were mothers.
This time...
You only smiled. "...Okay... I'll be your queen" You leaning against him again. "But don't dare to leave me alone never"
"You won't have to worry about anything," Izana said quietly as he tightened his arms around you. "I'll make sure nobody hurts you ever again."
You smiled without a second thought. "I know."
Present ~
"I didn't expect you to be here," you said as you looked up from Izana's gravestone, carefully arranging the bags of snacks and drinks around it.
Kakucho scratched the back of his neck before giving a small shrug. "Neither did I."
Ran walked over while dragging a grumbling Rindou with him. Mochizuki and Shion followed close behind.
You blinked in surprise. "...All of you?"
Ran shrugged his shoulders. "Thought we'd finally come visit the king."
It had been almost two years since Izana died. You visited him often, but this was the first time everyone had come together.
Mochizuki's attention shifted to the pile of snacks surrounding the gravestone. "Damn... you really brought all of that for him?"
The moment he reached for a taiyaki, you smacked his hand away. "Oi. Those snacks are for Izana, not for you."
Mochizuki rubbed the back of his hand with a frown. "He's not gonna eat them."
"Maybe not, but you're definitely not eating them either."
Shion burst into laughter while Mochizuki clicked his tongue. "You're so stingy."
Ran ignored the two of them and quietly placed a bottle of wine in front of the gravestone.
"You never got to celebrate your twentieth birthday... so here. You'll probably like this."
The moment Rindou saw the label on the bottle, his eyes narrowed. "...Brother."
"What?"
"That's my wine."
Ran looked down at the bottle before nodding. "Yeah."
"You stole it from my collection."
"Borrowed it."
Rindou folded his arms. "You didn't even ask."
Ran grinned. "Because you'd have said no."
Rindou sighed in defeat. "...You're unbelievable."
Your eyes never left Izana's name carved into the stone. "...I still hate you for breaking your promise....You promised you'd never leave me... you promised you'd never hurt me... and you promised you'd always protect me."
Your fingers slowly tightened against the cold stone. "...And here I am."
Kakucho quietly lowered his head. He understood why Izana had made that choice, but understanding it never made accepting it any easier.
Mochizuki smiled faintly as he looked at the snacks. "Remember when we'd raid convenience stores after meetings?"
Ran chuckled. "He'd always grab every snack he wanted..."
"...Then disappear before paying," Mochizuki finished with a sigh.
A quiet laugh escaped you. "...Yeah. That sounds exactly like him."
Shion suddenly crossed his arms. "You know... I think I'm cursed....Every gang I join loses its leader."
A brief silence followed before Rindou laughed. "Don't ever say that in front of Sanzu now that we're in Kanto Manji."
Shion immediately looked horrified. "Hell no! That creepy bastard would actually kill me if something happened to Mikey!"
Even Kakucho smiled. "...Yeah... he probably would."
Kakucho looked back at Izana's gravestone, his smile disappearing. "...Sometimes I still think it should've been me."
You immediately turned toward him. "Don't say that....Stop pitying yourself and live the life Izana sacrificed for. If you keep wishing you died instead of him, then you're throwing away the life he protected."
Kakucho looked down at the ground without replying.
You slowly turned back toward the gravestone. "...Izana always acted like he didn't care." A shaky smile crossed your face as tears blurred your vision."...But he cared about everyone more than himself."
The memory came back before you could stop it.
Back when Izana had become Tenjiku's leader, he'd locked you inside the apartment. You cried and banged on the door, begging him to let you go with him, refusing to leave him alone.
You still remembered him stopping outside the door.
His voice had been so quiet you almost hadn't heard it. "If anything happens to you... I'll never forgive myself."
Your shoulders trembled. "...Idiot."
Nobody said anything for a while.
Ran quietly uncorked the wine bottle before pouring a little onto the ground. He raised the bottle toward the gravestone with a faint smile. "You would've been twenty-one this year. Happy birthday, king."
A comfortable silence settled over the group. It lasted for exactly five seconds.
"...Oi."
You turned around just in time to see Shion stuffing a taiyaki into his mouth while holding a bag of chips under his arm.
You stared at him. "...Shion."
He froze. "...What?"
"Those were for Izana!"
Shion swallowed the bite in his mouth. "He would've shared."
"Give them back!"
"I already took a bite!"
"Then give me the rest!"
Mochizuki burst into laughter while Shion hurried away with the snacks. "See? I told you she'd chase you!"
"Shut up! Help me!" Shion shouted as you ran after him.
Ran watched the chaos with an amused smile before reaching for the wine bottle again.
Rindou immediately slapped his hand away. "Oi. Stop drinking my wine."
"It's Izana's birthday."
"It's still my wine."
"You're so stingy."
"Says the thief."
Mochizuki laughed even harder as the Haitani brothers started arguing beside the gravestone.
Looking at everyone bickering, stealing snacks, and causing trouble around him,
Ran smiled softly toward Izana's grave.
"...You would've loved this."
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To be continued..
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Hii could you do a one shot about reader who’s basically like Mikey’s older sister figure? Like a bunch of scenes from when he was younger and older of reader and Mikey and some w his friends? Thank youu!!
I love platonic fics too! 💗 I'll definitely try to write something with an older sister figure and Mikey. I might include other characters too, like Baji, Kazutora, and Haruchiyo. Thank you so much for the idea! 🫶💗
