King | Obsessive!Izana Kurokawa x Fem!Reader

XII

Chapter 12.

Y/N's pov.

The next morning, Izana felt the need to help me in everything. Literally everything. I just let him do it, perhaps it will calm him down. After all, It's today that the gang fight will take place. And after yesterdays intimate activities, It's quite obvious he would want to priorities me the morning after.

The memories jog through my brain.

Apart from Izana sticking onto me like glue for most of the day, it's been quite boring. It's too late for him to back out of this now (It's not as if he would've ever done that anyway). He led me to his room, dressing up.

I watch him slip on his familiar uniform. After checking himself out in the full mirror- he turned to me, holding a large box.

"Open it." He commanded me.

And so I did. I was met with a beautiful, long black dress and a red jacket. Similar colour to Izana's, however it wasn't exactly a gang uniform jacket. At the back, was the same Tenjiku embroidery as his.

"Oh wow..." I sigh out in shock and flattery.

"I want them to know, you're with me" He smiles.

He begins to slip the dress over my head and let's it fall down to my toes. I don't usually wear such long dresses- it was beautiful and flowy. Rather comfortable. I stare into the mirror as he put's the jacket over my arms.

I look gorgeous.

Izana wraps his arms around me from behind and pecks my neck before looking back at me in the mirror, smiling genuinely with pity and love twinkling in his lilac eyes.

It was freezing, I inhaled and exhaled cold air as we made it to where the fight is meant to commence. It was mostly empty, apart from a few men in red uniforms. Izana led me around the back of some construction, where there was a secret pair of stairs helping us climb to the top. My boots click and clack away on the metal.

We approach two men. One who was lanky- and slender. Super huge. Sin and Punishment tattooed on his hands. A stupidly smug grin plasters on his face as his eyes squint towards Izana. His hair was gelled up, all black with a few streaks of blonde.

On his side, was a nonchalant, shorter man. Blonde, his hair also gelled up- but it was a bit shorter. He wore expensive looking, gold glasses.

"Y/N. This is Kisaki Tetta, I've told you about him before." Izana states pointing at the shorter man. "The taller guy beside him is Hanma Shuji."

"So, this is the chick you've been crazy for these past few days?" The taller coos. "She's pretty~"

Izana dismisses his statement.

"Y/N Stay up here, Just watch. Okay? I'll be down there." He points to where the battle would unfold. "Don't worry about me."

He kisses me on the lips, also kisses my forehead. He then ascends down.

My blood is pumping- I've never seen something like this.

A bunch of motorbikes begin to flood in, Men in dark uniforms. All written 'Tokyo Manji Gang' in golden embroidery.

From this view you could see, the dark-uniform gang was out numbered to Tenjiku.

"Where's Manjiro?" Izana shouts out into the crowd. Everyone begins to murmur.

A familiar boy try's to negotiate with Izana until a loud buzz of a motorbike swerving into the area is heard.

"I'm here." A shorter, blonde boy makes his way out of the crowd.