...for the Sanos

chapter 42

"Follow me down this alley takemichi..."
Kisaki turned back towards takemichi who had been all this while following his back, blindly trusting him the route. But atleast that's better, he isn't being atleast a trouble in achieving what he wants though. Kisaki wants the misery of the Sanos. They have done him a lot of things, all his well wishes and dreams were all shattered away because of them. The idea of creating his gang the topmost and gaining all the respect into the underworld for his high intelligence, it was all broken into pieces. And that is why he wants revenge. He wanted nothing much, he only wanted to control a gang that would dominate the world, and just because of those three useless brothers, it's all destroyed, no one trusts him now...no one does. And that same despair he wants to plaster on those man's faces and he is very much sure that he can achieve it by just having what belongs to the Sanos, the brothers most valuable and lovable asset to himself, all for himself.

Takemichi stopped at his steps, pulling his head up to see this so called sano family friend known as kisaki tetta. Guess he did make a mistake not noticing much over how good this man actually looks. The pale toned skin is giving a classy shade as he stands inbetween the opening of an abundant subway, stretching his hand towards the boy. There wasn't much air, but this guy looked so much cooler. Wonder what he looked like without the glasses on, but definately a point to be noted here that takemichi wasn't crushing on kisaki, he was just describing him truely like the most open complement he would want to speak out but did not say a thing.

Takemichi replied with a nod followed by stretching back his hand to delicately place his palm on those cold ones with a rough manly texture. It kind of reminds him those of theirs, but he would not react much, he would keep the excitement and stress later and focus on what he wants to get now, the string he wants to hold to stand back up straight with all the knowledge that he is missing.

Kisaki and takemichi both start walking downstairs, into the darkness but surprisingly as what takemichi thought, that the abundant subways stink, it's not the case at all, it has the delicate smell of that's of cleanliness and air fresheners. Did kisaki lie about this place to him? This doesn't look abundant at all, more like it's like that of the best under ways you could get in Japan. As takemichi admires around, kisaki pulls the boy into one of the hundred of door on the wall which opens up to another room, all clean and appears to be a meeting room. Well, but this place stinks of blood even when Takemichi could see tonnes of flowers placed decorated around the corners. He could assume that many were killed here.

"Please...serve yourself..."
It's fine, the smell of blood is quite tolerable. It's fine, takemichi is no more disgusted by this crinky odour. So he accepts the invite and let's himself be sitted on the sofa. He wanted to be comfortable, but the nervousness in his chest kept on eating him up. There was a glass bowl of cookies placed right in the middle of the coffee table, coupled by tea. Takemichi was tempted to touch the delicacy before he started off with his business, but he doesn't want to get carried away...so he tends to pick up the straightforwardness.

"Tell me...you said you know about them..."
Kisaki, smirked while he followed his movements of his left leg in a direction to place it on his right and his arms wide opened, pulled back with his either elbows resting on the resting edge of the furniture. Takemichi guessed the man was confident in what he would start speaking further, so he gluped down a ball of saliva completely not ready to listen to what comes next.

"Well btw before i start... It's sad to hear about Tachibana hinata...heard she was shot on her forehead..."
Takemichi drooped his shoulders down as the memories of him and hinata, kept on gushing into his brain. That continued but not untill he heard something unexpected.
"WHat!? ShOT ? SHe was KiLlEd fOr REal?!"
Takemichi stood with a strike, throwing the words at kisaki that sat so comfortably in cushions of the sofa, very less reactive back towards takemichi unmannered behaviour. All this while, takemichi thought that hinata died in an accident.

Takemichi stopped, he can't beleive hinata was actually killed by someone. And for what? Who would do that? No one absolutely no one! Hinata is the most sweetest girl takemichi has ever had in his life, so why would someone even have an heart to kill an angel. But it wasn't the time to argue, she is gone, reality is painful, hinata will never come back.
"Wait...you are telling me that the invincibile Manjirou did not tell you?..."
Takemichi sat back, curious at what kisaki was spouting about. The boy fixed his blue orbs into the golden colored eyes resting behind the glossy glass.
"What?..."

Kisaki left a little crooked smile, further taking up his subject to as of telling a joke.
"Wait...you are kidding me right?...you really do not know that Mikey killed hinata yesterday night?... "
He had it, kisaki had the most confident and sly look in his eyes and for some reason, takemichi feels blind seeing it.

No way...he finds himself speechless. He could think of no words to say right now. Mikey killed hinata? It sounds like some urban joke, takemichi doesn't want to believe in this joke, but he could already feel his eyes tearing up. The man he fell in love with, played with him, this time, it has shattered his heart more in a worse way. Why does this even look like some game he is playing, it's making him feel dizzy, he wants to close his eyes and calm him down, but since it doesn't work, he would gladly let anyone kill him.

"They are not to be trusted takemichi. Would you believe me if i told you that those men actually burned down your house and killed your family?..."
Takemichi started squirming around, he really can't believe what he was hearing just now. They did what? Hinata and his parents as well? Why? Why though...why!
"To get you...it was Mikey first, you were his love at first sight which he never did not want to let go off that bad..."
Takemichi started crying louder, he pulled his hands over the food on the table, pushing all the thing out the surface. The tea cup split into three and biscuits scattered all over. Kisaki opened his mouth to go further...
"STOP! I SAID FREAKING STOP!!!!"
Takemichi shouted like a phsyche. The pain was so deadly that the man itself felt he could die at any moment. Takemichi is disgusted, he is so broken tht his knees had already given up, making him fall down and hug the ground.

Kisaki leaned forward, inorder to get a clear view of the crying beauty and he wonders how it couldn't be doubtful to think that the top deliquent brothers are obssessed with this kid. The dried up bite marks and the coloured hickeys tell the whole tale.
"That is why...hanagaki takemichi...i offer you join my team..."

Takemichi heard that, he heard that...he wants to run away from all this. The feeling is so pathetic, he doesn't not want to see those faces he would now want to puke at. He hates them and this hatred is so bad, that the raven man could feel his heart and senses burning up with rage. This feeling was the worst, the grief and the rage of revenge was bloating him up, takemichi wanted to kill them... Takemichi wanted to kill the sanos! He can't stand this anymore! He will finish them!