The Alpha ~ Mikey x Takemichi

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Mikey:

"Please... Just once."

"Takemitchy. No." I say stubbornly. He's definitely not going to smoke. This has been going on for a few weeks now... I wish I had never smoked, when he was with me. At first he just wanted to know how it felt from my point of view... apparently that wasn't enough for him, so now he wants to try it himself.

"Why not?" he asks, upset. "Because I'm worried that you're going to become like me! I'm just worried!" I yell at him now. "I'm not going to smoke, smoke pot, drink and do other things. But just this one time. Please. I'm just a curious brat." he looks at me pleadingly, which I can not resist. "...alright!" I give in and notice how excited he gets. Sometimes I wonder... if I am with a child...

I rummage in my pocket and take out two cigarettes and a lighter. I give one to Takemitchy. I light both and take a drag from mine. Takemitchy followed my lead and began to cough. I had to laugh briefly, so he looked at me directly offended. "Don't laugh! You probably also coughed at the beginning, too!" he says, playfully offended. "To be honest... no. In the beginning I only puffed. And that wasn't enough anymore, which is why I smoke on the lungs now and have been doing so since the seventh grade. I used to steal the cigarettes from Shinichiro. Shinichiro is also the one from whom I learned to smoke."

"Who's Shinichiro?" Takemitchy asks of me, confused. "My brother. He used to take care of me.... And one day he was gone..." I say and take another drag. Takemitchy tried it again too, and this time not on lung. "And your parents?" he asks me cautiously. "I don't know my father. And my mother died when I was a child. Shinichiro then took care of me. We then looked for an apartment. He even had his own workshop where he worked on motorcycles. I was even allowed to help him sometimes. Shinichiro even supported me in the training of Dojo which my grandpa taught me. There were taught me martial arts that I had to master, according to my grandpa. I became a 'killing machine'. That's why I sometimes get into this mode where I could kill anyone. I had also killed people in this mode, but I was never captured because they didn't know who I was. I am like a story for children, so that they get scared. Everyone who found out who I am, was killed without mercy." I tell him monotonously.

He looks at me shocked and confused. I just went on, without paying any attention to him. "When my brother was gone, I lived alone. I met Emma and Izana, whose parents simply just abandoned them. Since then we were so-called half-siblings. I went to school like any other child, only with one difference... I took drugs, smoked, I cut myself and drank to excess. Then I met Kakucho with whom I got along great. I also felt sorry for him, that he had this huge scar on his face. With him I met Takeomi and Ken-chin. Ken-chin and I got along immediately. Together we took every drug that landed in our hands. We were very often stoned or drunk. Sometimes we were in clubs and had sex with some chicks. It all went downhill. But it felt good to have friends who understand why you do this. And now... now I have a boyfriend that I love. I don't go to clubs and fuck some bitch. I also don't cut myself as much as I used to. And I'm doing well. I'm finally satisfied in my fucking life and that's thanks to you Takemitchy." I finish my story and put out my cigarette, because there's nothing left to smoke. Takemitchy puts out his as well and hugs me suddenly, which I return hesitantly. I don't like it when people suddenly hugging me...

"Let's go to sleep, ok?" he says and pretends that nothing ever happened. I'm grateful to him for that. I wipe my tears away that I got during the hug and nodded with a smile.

We undressed, except for the boxers and lay down. He took me protectively in his arms and I snuggled up more against him. I unconsciously began to smile.

"Good night Mikey. I love you