Hey~ so heads up, I'm gonna do a couple chapters of my own thing and then we'll jump into the Tenjiku Arc. You can read it at mangabuddy.com Chapter 122 or 74 if you wanna continue from the anime. Yes, he's alive and I update daily.
Izumi is born fi...
An innocent question any child would ask their parent. Perhaps they wanted to hear it from their mouth that yes, you are loved and cared for. The little white haired boy with orchid purple eyes asked looking up at the beautiful Filipino woman sitting on the sectional in the living area.
"No."
She didn't even look up from her book. Her manicured nails flipping the pages as her glossy lips moved. In the five years of living with them those were the only words she ever spoke to her son. Izana didn't cry about it. He accepted what she said and realized she probably hated his twin even more.
It was bad enough to know that he was unwanted but Izumi wasn't even discovered until the birthing process. He knew the dark haired man he called dad explained that he convinced his mom to keep him and that neither knew he had a twin inside the womb too.
Honestly, Izana was glad she left them for good. When he was out doing work or whatever he would hear her shouting and Izumi crying. He peeked around was horrified to see her hitting him with her hands and objects.
Fearing he'd be caught Izana ran back and continued to put the dirty clothes into the washing machine. He tried his best to ignore his brother crying but was unable to. He would wait until he came back and tell him.
And so he did. Izumi had some band aids over deeper cuts and scratches as he laid on the nursery floor cuddling some plushies and pillows. Izana noticed later on that Izumi hid in there to calm down or unwind.
While laying in bed, Izana blinked when he heard voices and looked over at Izumi who hadn't woke up. He got out and walked towards the door that had been opened slightly in case the boys needed something.
"Don't lie Elise! Tell me! Are you hitting Izumi?!"
"You're accusing me of abuse?! I have done nothing but be a mother figure for those little..."
He couldn't bear to hear the cruel words she spoke and climbed back in trying to sleep.
(Quick heads up, Emma knows Hina of course and she did *ahem* meet Takemitchi that one time. So Izumi and he have met once and this will be the second time. We'll be starting when takes him to his house where he and Chifuyu are talking.)
"Come on Izumi! Today is a super nice day and I want the two of you to bond!"
Izumi hid his face in embarrassment as Emma held his arm speaking to a confused Takemichi with Chifuyu in the background. It was his first time seeing the tanned boy with Takemichi and he noticed the western style dress he wore and matching cloth strapped sandals. His hair had a matching bow in the back. (His hair looks like Shinoa's from Seraph of the End.)
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Emma saw this and told Chifuyu all about it.
"Izumi looks so cute in it right? We both model and today everyone did dresses! Whadd'ya think Chifuyu?"
"Yeah he looks great."
Izumi smiled to himself and blushed a little happy to hear someone say he looked nice in the dress. His fans did too. It was about 50-50 of males and females that admired him and his cute face.
He was very popular and successful because he was able to pull anything off. All styles and color looked good on him. Izumi's small feminine face and body allowed him to be more flexible in what was given to him.
Also their manager signed everyone up for a choice of yoga or ballet classes to work on stretching and balance. Emma and Izumi picked the ballet. Might as well acquire a second skill. Izumi loved freaking Kakucho out when he did the splits or maneuvered his limbs in unnatural ways. Izana hid it much better than him.
"Gotta go, bye!"
Izumi turned to Takemichi curious about their discussion. Takemichi eagerly explained that he and Chifuyu were going to Kanagawa and destroy Yokohama's delinquent gang. He tagged along with them to the train station.
"I'm not goin. Sorry partner."
"Huhhhhh?!"
"The fare's expensive and you're just gonna go to the chinatown for buns and dumplings."
"Fine! At least Izumi's with me!"
Takemichi's voice was rather loud and caught the attention of passerby who heard Izumi's name.
"Did he say Izumi?"
"Ohmygosh you mean that model?!"
"Wait! I see him!"
"WHAT?! WHERE?!"
"Next to the piss blonde!!"
"Hm?"
Izumi felt the ground start to rumble like an earthquake. Something Emma failed to mention was how how popular he was and the amount of crazy fans. He screamed when he saw the hordes of people racing towards him and Izumi. Poor, poor Chifuyu had been trampled into the ground covered in footprints.
He pushed the coins into the slot, picked up Izumi princess style and ran past the turnstile and deeper into the station. Izumi giggled at the scene, used to this sort of thing with Emma. She proudly declared every single time that she, in fact, had a boyfriend.
Stubborn as they come, they then moved on to Izumi. The cute and adorable single boy who was potentially looking for a date? He didn't know how to react so he made up some excuse and escaped.
But now? Pictures of Takemichi Hanagaki carrying Izumi going viral.
They finally got away and he caught his breath as the next train pulled in. Takemichi and Izumi watched as the doors hissed open and countless delinquents dressed in red descended. Many were scary looking and slouched while talking with one another.
One of them bumped into Takemichi who hadn't noticed.
"Huh? You a delinquent?"
"Bring that otha guy here!"
Izumibacked up and Takemichi stood in front of him protectively. One of the guys dragged in a blooded figure and his eyes widened. It was Akkun who'd been given quite a beating. He coughed.
"Takemichi, you're an idiot."
"So you are from Toman eh?"
He moved in to punch Takemichi when Chifuyu came to the rescue and did a flying kick. Izumi helped Takemichi get redhead on his back and they fled. However a large group chased after them from the station to the streets. Izumi was behind Takemichi and could almost feel their fingers grasping at his long hair.
Two boys in front emerged and yelled to follow them. They ran up some stairs and into an empty apartment, locking the door. Izumi had to catch his breath while the guys in red pounded on the glass doors.
