Now and Then: A Second Chance (Various! Tokyo Revengers Characters X OC)

Secret Between Siblings

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Italic: Thoughts

Bold W/Underline: Narration/P.O.V

Italic Bold W/Underline: Location/Date/Time

Misaki's P.O.V:

"Asshole..." Misaki grumbled under her breathe as she slammed her door behind her, tossing her keys at the entryway table.

That's the first and last time I hitch a ride with the Reaper...

She shuddered when she remembered how handsy he was being, even though she was behind him.

Probably because he has noodle arms...what a gremlin.

Placing her coat on the rack next to the door, she happened to notice her brothers jacket was hung up as well.

He always wears that jacket...I'm surprised he left it at home. Unless...

Her eyes widened in realization and before she knew it, she had sprinted up the stairs, directing herself towards his office, which, as usual, was closed. However, the light was on, indicating he was home.

Misaki waited for a brief moment, using her sharpened hearing to indicate if anyone else was in the room with him. But, from what she could tell, it was only Akira.

Kinda shitty timing, in a way. He's never really home so I was banking on trying to come up with some sort of game plan before talking to him, but looks like that's not in the cards this time. Although...

She thought back to the empty look in Izana's eyes and the smirk he sent her way, which re-fueled the anger she had for the teen.

It can't be helped. I've got to get in front of this.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her fist to knock on the door.

"Guess there's no time like the present..." 

Her knuckles rapped on the door twice, and awaited a response.

"Misaki? Is that you? I'll be done in here in a bit." came his voice, deeper and shakier than what she was used to. 

He sounds tired...

Grimacing and twinging with guilt, Misaki raised her hand to knock on the door once more.

"Hey, Akira...I know you're busy but...we have to talk." 

Silence was all she heard for a moment as she stared at the wooden door in front of her. Then, she heard shuffling, before the door was pulled open, revealing her weary-eyed brother.

He sent her a frustrated but pleading look. "Misaki, you know that if I'm in here I'm working. I know we haven't been able to spend as much time together as of late, but I really need to get some more work done. I promise we can watch a movie together later." 

Misaki's eyes dropped to her feet momentarily and she clenched her hands into fists. 

It's now or never.

With a courage she never had in her original past, she raised her head to stare her brother directly in the eye. "That can wait. We need to talk about Mephisto." 

Well, shit. It's out now whether I like it or not.

Akira's eyes widened slightly before he placed a hand over his face, seemingly in thought. His hand then dropped and he mumbled something under his breath before sighing and standing out of the way so that Misaki could enter his office. As soon as she did, he shut the door and locked it behind her before walking over and taking a seat at his desk.