Izana's Precious Twin

Kenji Miyazawa

When you realize that Tokyo Revengers is basically every "Girl Murdered By Guy She Rejected" headline. Seriously. Kisaki got all butt hurt that Hina wasn't really interested in him from the start. He just assumed she was and got angry she liked Takemichi. Back to the story.

Mucho laid on the ground with his limbs contorted in unnatural positions. Izuku went over to Inupi. He looked at him expecting instructions or something. Did. Did he not register that he was the one who K'O'd Mucho?

"He's creepy Inupi."

"I know Izumi but you stopped him."

"Really? Cool."

Inupi Seishu had a fantastic idea. Light bulb moment! He whispered in his ear and nudged him to the Tenjiku members. The petite boy got closer and implemented plan A. Izumi grabbed the closet one and held his collar and swung him from side to side.

The poor guy was being used as a bat essentially. Anyone who tried to get near him was swept away with the horrified shrieking of said guy hitting against them. His laughter only added to the horror theme of it.

Izana had taken notice of the newcomer effortlessly taking down Tenjiku. He squinted, hoping it wasn't who he thought it was. Kisaki smirked having a good feeling it was indeed Izumi. Hanma silently laughed when he knew what Kisaki had planned.

The other Executives were still occupied and too far away to see a human wielding a human bat. Izumi could see why they loved to fight. This was fun. His arm wasn't tired yet and the numbers dwindled.

Mucho still hadn't gotten up. A small mountain had now formed of bodies. Izumi let go of the poor sap when people stopped coming at him. The boy with an interesting hair style was gone now.

He returned to Inupi who had no words for that beautiful event. Izuku took on at least an estimated hundred dudes and beamed up at him.

"Did I do good Inupi? The plan worked, yes?"

"Yep it sure did."

Inupi had hold back his laugh. For whatever reason, Izumi was still energetic and ready to go. Izana stared long enough and he was 80% sure that one was Izumi. The height, clothing, and general features convinced him.

Not looking back at Hanma and Kisaki, Izana leapt down from container to container and gracefully landed on both feet. Toman was gonna lose anyways. He walked past the trail of broken bodies and Mucho.

His soul was seen leaving his mouth as his body went white. No one saw it coming. The adorable and innocent Izuku body slamming the 6 foot Mucho to the ground. Izana's earrings jingled with the breeze that had picked up.

Subconsciously he smiled touching them. He was so happy to buy them and present it to Izana for a birthday gift.

Focusing at the task at hand he advanced to Inupi and the boy he believed was most likely Izuku. 

"Inupi!"

The handsome scarred boy turned. And beside him, Izumi Kurokawa. Dress lightly billowing and hair neatly braided and finished with a bow. Pupils dilated a bit and a large smile. He had flecks and droplets of blood on his face and arms. It made the smile a tad maniacal coupled with his large eyes.

All too quickly that smile directed at him vanished. Izuku eyes returned to their normal state. Izana didn't like him frowning at him like that. 

"Why are you here Izu? This place isn't safe right now."

Izana spoke in a casual manner. Hoping he'd would open up about his being here.

"You! You're in a gang Izana! You and Kachan lied."

First Haru and now his own brother. He couldn't lie or make up an excuse. Izana wore the red uniform bright as day. By now the adrenaline had wore off and his arm started aching. He massaged the area while glaring at Izana. No one was telling the truth. Each time was a lie.

Was something wrong with him? Was he the problem? Takemichi must be in a gang as well at this point. Emotions overwhelmed his brain. Not bidding goodbye Izumi ran through the rest of the gang members still standing and fighting.

"Come back Izumi!"

Izana didn't have the heart to stop him. Inupi only looked sadly at him. Whatever was going between the two, Izumi didn't deserve this. Izana grit his teeth and went after him.

Izumi didn't go to their penthouse. He chose a desolate area and entered a drugstore. He roamed around and went into an aisle. He grabbed as many little boxes his arms could hold and deposited them at the register.

The debit card was swiped and he exited with a plastic bag full of little boxes. It was close to home but Izana wasn't too familiar here. Ah, right a water bottle was needed. The vending machine glowed brightly as a low hum accompanied.

Izumi reached down and grabbed his beverage and returned to his bag of little boxes. Pretty little white and blue boxes that held bitter candies inside each one. The water would sweeten them. Izuku tore open the first one and began to consume them.

Izana grabbed Hitto and they rode his bike to the penthouse. It was reasonable to believe that Izuku went home after great stress. The man at the front desk yelled for them to check in. Izana and Kakucho sheepishly scribbled their names and time in.

The lobby was empty as of now since everyone should be sleeping. The elevator dinged at their floor and let them off. Izana opened the door expecting the lights to be on and maybe the microwave too, heating up food.

It was dark inside. The curtains were still tied apart letting in the moonlight and artificial lights in. Izana and Kakucho split up to see if he was hiding somewhere. Izumi from time to time would go home early and not bother turning a light on.

Bedrooms clean and made. Living area obviously had no one. Last place was the nursery. Both boys rarely entered it out of respect for Izumi. It was his safe space and he loved cuddling the plushes and stuffed animals.

"Izumi? It's us so we're comin in 'kay?"

Hitto flipped the light on revealing the nursery to be the same as they left it years ago. Both cribs in the center with changing tables and drawers. Plain white walls and a small decorative rug. Baby blankets neatly folded in the cribs.

A lovely rocking chair sat in the corner and two little baby swings stood opposite.

At the window was the mountain of stuffed animals and plushies that had been presumably bought by their parents. A petite teen body could be buried underneath and we'll never know if you two don't look!

Izana sifted through the plushes. Various animals and themed ones such as clouds or foods. His palm ran across a smooth hard material. He moved them aside for a better view.

It was a gorgeous lavender photo album. The front had "Izana and Izumi K.S." in a fancy scripture. 

"You find something Izana?"

"Yeah.....I think it's a photo album...of us."

Izana stood up and held the thick book in his hand. Kakucho could only look back in shock and curiosity.

"Let's open it."