Tell Me The Truth, Not A Lie (Mafia SemiShira)

Background

    Shirabu grew up in an abusive household. His mother was a bipolar, psychopathic abuser. She could be really mean, or she could be really sweet and caring named Kritana god of death Shirabu. His father was a sociopath who neglected his kids named Azrail the angel of death Suzuki. The parents are not married nor dating, they’re just roommates who can’t get along. They both are Mafia gang leaders, and Shirabu and his siblings, Haitsu, Hatsu, and Stacy, barely knew what their father looked like, and they were terrified of their mother. The twins and Stacy were homeschooled all their lives, while Kenjiro was forced to go to school.

    The twins and Stacy were forced to stay upstairs, so they couldn’t get hurt by their parents more than they already were. Kenjiro used to not be able to leave the kitchen, and he usually stayed upstairs anyway. Kenjiro has a scar in the shape of a gun thing, where the bullet get’s shot out of. My dumbass has no idea what to call it, or what it’s even called. The scar is from his mom still being crazy.

    Kenjiro was able to save his siblings from being killed by taking his mother’s offer to help her with some of her missions. They can get along at times, but other times, that’s not possible. Kenjiro had to help with a mission to kill Eita Semi, which was from his father. Kenjiro had to go to Shiratorizawa Academy, and he had to join the volleyball team. Kenjiro didn’t really play volleyball much, but he is a decent middle blocker. He got the setter position, yet he wasn’t exactly thrilled about joining the team, only at first. Kritanta promised to take Kenjiro off the team once he got the job done. 

One month into first year:

    “Hey mom, how long do I have to get Semi killed?” Kenjiro asked as he was doing homework.

    “Well, since he’s a year older than ya, ya have ‘till the end of yer second year to get ‘im killed,” she replied as she was making a snack for herself. 

    “Is there, maybe, a way not to kill ‘im?” Kenjiro asked, turning a little red. Kritanta looked over to her son, who she knew very well that he was gay. 

    She smirked when she saw him turning red, “Well, since ya’re having a gay panic and all, if ya can think of a way to get away with kidnapping ‘im, and us still getting paid, we can do it that way.” An idea came to Kenjiro’s mind once she said that. 

    “Well, we could kidnap him for a total of two months. It takes three weeks to die from starvation, so his father can come to pay us after those weeks. When he comes to pay, ya can kill ‘im, so nothing gets out. Another month should pass, so nothing looks suspicious. We can use the excuse that Semi and I got lost in the woods, and it took awhile to get out. We would’ve survived since I know how to survive in that setting. Also, make sure he doesn’t say anything ‘bout it,” Kenjiro explained, with a smile from his mother. 

    She smiled when she heard his plan, “We’ll go through with it. Yer gonna be the one to take care of ‘im, and yer really are my child.”

Please enjoy this story. I don't know how to work on one story, and not work on another.

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