His Sweet Love Story

chapter 57

"Ha...Hanma..."

Takemichi voice sounded broken. The words he was trying to form in a speech started giving off difficulties. The omega was unsure, so much, that he really couldn't recognise the reason why he was stuttering. Knowing that the man with a zombie personality was playing along with the man that got him phobias, traumas depression, this and that. Still takemichi wasnt feeling the horrors he  used to experience while he was close to the tall man back in his old school days, but now, takemichi is stuttering his words, because...it's feeling, his feeling wasn't terrifying, the feeling wasn't like that would make you sweat off your fears. Takemichi was confused, whether was it because of all this year's he has been living a different and a sadistic life in gangs? Or was it because, after the death of kisaki, he has overcomed his this terror? But was he surprised too, surprised not because he suddenly didnt the horrific chills from the man ifront of him, he felt as if a comfort surrounded him, as if it was difficult to spot blackness in the heart of the giant figure standing at his shops entrance. What's this feeling about, the feeling of relief? Or was it the feeling of truthfulness, the truth that is being opening so slowly forcing the raven haired boy to realise that it wasnt even this alpha he never wanted to see anymore, cause it was just kisaki... Is there any chance takemichi could forgive the man? Was there any chance of letting the man get close to him? It's surely wasn't the way like he would let his mates...just a desire in takemichi, just a little bit, is there at least a little chance to call the man infront of him as a friend?

Takemichi rolled his eyes, trying to find a literal anything available in the space to concerntrate on instead those newly warmth radiating eyes infront of him. He hugged is ownself thinking he wasn't acting awkward while even the dumbest person could conclude that the black haired man was hesitant of something.

"Wha...why are you here..."
The words came out as a mere phrase, but it surely did meant a sentence. Takemichi stole glances of the figure that seemed to approach a little closer to takemichi that caused the latter to widen his eyes. Until senju stood between the two, with fierce eyes protecting the soft omega behind her from the man named Hanma that she could guess the omega has a very dark past with. She might be a goofy person whenever it was the biggest of the gang members, but for takemichi, a boy she admires for being so strong willed when the topic relates to his loved ones, her little goofiness could disappear in an instant, and for now, that's what has happened.
"Move back...."

The white haired female showed no hesitance when her vocal sounded out of dominance. Hanma knowing that the command wont work on him, stood back keeping his manners as a gentleman. Senju gritted her teeth, as she saw those mocking eyes of the man directing at her even when she knew that the latter did not do it on purpose. Hanma smiled less, takemichi from the lady's back could feel the struggle the male alpha was facing while he was trying out to display it now.

Hanma smiled idiotically, forming hearts in his golden honey eyes turning slightly cresent. The wierd feeling started to spread off as the man laughed like a creep in the alleyways. The true colour and the characteristic of what Hanma was, this was it, a crazy phsychopath who everyone terms as ignorant and wierd, scary and dangerous. Takemichi felt this back in those years too, the laugh would send him to pants like as if in heat back than, but now, something was missing. Even though the laugh echoed in the silent indoors, takemichi still felt something missing...happiness, aim, playfulness...even though hanma acted like this was all filled, but no... takemichi felt it missing, disappeared from the certain voice.

So did takemichi walk, pushing aside the lady who stood protectively to defend the omega. But this certain action grew concerns and surprises all over her face, senju tried to stop takemichi, but just as special curve at the edge of the omegas lip assured the lady that everything was going to be fine...all she needs to do was just watch and hear the vibrations of different emotions. Reaching up to the laughing figure, takemichi tip toed placing his right hand onto the back of the alphas head and pulled the latter man to his shoulders. Letting the man's head and long hair with blond strainds rest into a comforting position in the crook of the omegas neck.

It was silence for a brief minute, which definately the time was caught by up by the both alphas to process what was taking place right now. Senjus face filled with more worries when the closeness of the people infront of her kept on increasing, while the other alpha felt surprise take up over his face. Takemichi let his side rest into the alphas head that was placed on his shoulder.

Hanma felt the delicate touch of soft and warm palms and the thin fingers tingle into his hair, ruffling very much slowly. He felt as if being loved from all the part of the entire universe. A emotion he never even felt before, a motherly love, he never experienced before even with his biological mother. Small sniffs started to sound in the awkward environment, when those little trembles turned to bitter cries. Senju flinched from her place, but looking at the way takemichi stood composed without moving, hearing to the bitter screams with a relaxed expression, the lady soon assumed that this tall alpha had a very painful experience. And takemichi just triggered the man's emotions.

"Tell me all you want to..."