Izana's Precious Twin

You Lied

Takemichi was up in his room conversing with Chifuyu and his friends. They waited outside out of earshot. Takemichi was grim when he told Chifuyu that Naoto died in the future which meant he was stuck in the past.

He clenched his fists as he was ready to stab and kill Kisaki and Izana. It was extreme for him but after seeing Naoto shot and holding his hand to go back he didn't care. What other choice was there but to kill the root of the problem? Kisaki would be first. He was the main reason Hina died and caused every bad future timeline.

Then, Izana Kurokawa. Izumi's brother that he had started to become close with and considered a friend. But he was part of the reason Emma was gone in the future. Which would lead to Mikey becoming evil.

Takemichi didn't want any of his friends involved with this if he went through with his plan and killed the two. He made a mental note to ask Izumi about Izana.

"What'll happen to the first division then?"

"Its my fight alone, Chifuyu. I can't involve you in this."

"Tell that to your buddies cause I brought them along with me."

Chifuyu stared back. He suspected that Takemichi might resort to....extreme tactics and called up his Mizo friends. They entered together catching him off guard. Still a little beat up from their encounter with Tenjiku.

Takemichi was happy when each of his friends spoke for him. He would never be alone!

"Alright! Lets start the First Division's strategy meeting!"

"Osu!"

"Is the First Division captain there!!?"

How dare someone interrupt their meeting. Takemichi went to the balcony and saw a Toman member with an armband. He wore a black mask and had long straight blonde hair with crystal blue eyes.

He was standing by an expensive black car. Takemichi and Chifuyu went down and the blonde knocked on the window. It rolled down revealing someone with short blonde hair gathered at the top of his head and heavy eyes.

"Mucho?!"

The Fifth Division's captain, Mucho. Chifuyu warned Takemichi about him. That guy was dangerous, even in Toman. The first thing he noticed was how tall this guy was. Footsteps followed and apprehended his friends.

"Eep!"

Distracted by Akkun and Takuya's predicament Mucho punched his cheek and he flew a couple feet. Izumi gasped from his hiding spot. He followed Haru around as a revenge for him following him the other day.

Mucho grabbed the collar of his shirt and barraged punch after punch to Takemichi's face. Chifuyu yelled for it stop. Satisfied he had Sanzu put him into the car. Izumi literally ran after them but made sure to not get caught. He didn't get a great look but it looked to him like Haru was wearing a uniform for something.

They ended up in some abandoned warehouse. Izumi took his shoes off to minimize noise and slipped in after them. There were large holes along the bottom of the walls so he carefully crawled in and hid behind some large containers. Mucho dragged Takemichi to where two other people were taped to fold out chairs.

A blonde and black with an interesting hair style. It seemed as though they received the same treatment as his friend. 

"Lets begin shall we?"

He wouldn't be able to hear much from his distance. Sanzu stood on guard by the entrance and thought he saw something move. 

Sanzu squinted then widened when he realized it was Izumi hiding back there. But this kind of place was not meant for him. He silently walked across the dirty floor to the shelves where the albino hid. And there Izumi sat.

He stood up, embarrassed he'd been caught. Sanzu frowned behind the mask when he saw Izumi wearing a nice kimono and that the bottom was dirty.

"What are you doing here?"

"I saw yo-"

Izumi was unable to finish his sentence. Sanzu clamped his hand over his mouth. If Mucho heard there would be complications and he didn't want to explain. He took them outside. 

It was chilly at night. He didn't look Haru in the face and stared at the ground. Haru put his hands on his shoulders.

"You're in a gang aren't you?"

"Go home, its dirty and Izana will be worried."

"Haru."

Izumi looked up, hurt. It felt like a betrayal or lie. 

"Why is he beating Michi?"

He felt his voice crack and eyes watering. Takemichi was so nice and sweet. It pained Izumi to see Takemichi beaten bloody and barely conscious. Sanzu knew better than to lie. It would only do more damage in the long run.

"Its complicated...I'm a vice captain of the Tokyo Manji Gang."

Izumi took a few steps back. It all made sense now. How he was so good at following him the other day. The mask to protect his identity and scars. The black jacket with gold lettering he wore and armband. 

Izana told him to avoid being with the wrong crowd. But Haru would immediately catch on that he was avoiding him so he had to do it slowly. Meet up less frequently. Be busy and not talk as much. Distance himself from this Tokyo Manji Gang.

"I have to go."

"No. You won't Izumi. You're barefoot and could have cut yourself. Furthermore the hem of your kimono is dirty."

He put his hand on his shoulder but Izumi stepped back. He whirled around and held where he had been touched, terrified. How could Haru stand and watch one of his friends be beaten so brutally?

Sanzu stayed still. He watched Izumi turn around and do his best to run in tight clothing. It restricted his legs so Izumi stopped and picked up the kimono in his hands. In such a rush he failed to realize his feet had been cut and scraped on by metals and glass on the ground.

Sanzu looked at his now bare legs and wanted to yell that he would catch a cold like that. Or unwanted attention by creeps. Then again, why should he worry so much about him? The only reason they were even friends in the first place is because of their injuries.

"Tch."

He walked back. Mucho probably had Koko join Tenjiku by now otherwise Takemichi and Inupi would be dead in there. Sanzu took the blondes and threw them at some random trash dump.