(discontinued) alluring pain.

chapter 33.5: met Izana

It was 2001, the year M/N met Shinichiro. They were currently in Shinichiro's bike shop as the taller male was talking to the younger male, who still had trouble understanding Japanese at the time.

M/N's POV:

"Oi L/N, can you pass me the wrench?" Shinichiro smiled.

I nodded and passed him the wrench. "Thanks!" He said.

Suddenly, he looked at the time. "Oh sh— I mean dang, I still need to pick up Izana today!"

"huh." I blurted out.

"Oh! I haven't introduced him to you yet huh? I wanted you to meet him since you both don't speak much!" Shinichiro stood up and looked down at me.

I just stared at him. "Come on, I'll take you to the orphanage!" He made his way to the door, I just followed silently.

Now, we were on his motorcycle on our way to the orphanage to meet this 'Izana' kid. I wasn't so sure on why he wanted me to meet him, but its Shin, so I shouldn't really expect anything usual.

"We're almost there, so you may wanna hold on tight if you don't wanna fall when I speed up." He smiled.

I held on a bit tighter as he sped up. And in no time, we were there. "Alright, come on now!" Shinichiro got off and started walking to the Orphanage building with me following behind.

"why I... meet." I struggled.

"huh? OH! It's because I wanna know if he could be okay with meeting other kids. So since you were with me, I wanted to see how he acts with you before I introduce him to emma and manjiro!" Shinichiro kept smiling.

I barely understood what he just told me, so I stayed silent. He noticed it and sweat dropped, "Ah... I forgot Japanese ain't your first language."

I was half (your race) and half Japanese. My father is Japanese while my mom is (your race). I actually speak (your language) with a (accent) accent. I know, pretty cool right? (this was stated on the informational page)

Shinichiro knocked on the door and a lady came out. "Shin-kun! Are you here for Izana again?" She smiled.

"Yea, I would like for him to meet someone today actually!" He smiled back at her as he patted my head.

"And who is this little one!" She kneeled down to my level.

I just stared at her wondering what she was saying. "He doesn't speak Japanese like that.." Shin sweat dropped.

"Oh! So a foreigner huh?"

I understood that part of what she said, "At least you're smart unlike Shin. It took him 2 weeks to understand I was a foreigner." I said in (your language).

Suddenly she spoke in my language, "Ah! Your accent is so cute! And of course it took him 2 weeks he's dumb, anyways... Lets go inside now!" She stood up.

I felt my eyes sparkle since she spoke my language too. Shinichiro stood there confused. "Come on dummy!" The girl pulled him.

I walked in behind them, the woman went to go and get the Izana. After a bit, he came in and stood in front of us. I stood behind Shinichiro's lanky ass hoping I wouldn't be seen.

"Hi Izana!" Shin waved at him.

"Who's that..?" He looked behind the taller male and stared straight at me.

"Oh! That's l/n, remember I told you about him that time?"

"he's short."

I blinked at him, "Don't just say that Izana, what if he understood you?" Shin sweat dropped.

"Why? He probably can't understand me anyways." Izana crossed his arms.

I frowned a bit, he probably said something bad about me. "sorry." I said.

They both looked at me, "Oh.. his accent is nice I guess."

I thought he was still insulting me, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Shinichiro, are you ever gonna teach him how to speak Japanese cause he probably thought I insulted him." Izana looked up at the black haired male.

"I... don't know what his language is.." He sweat dropped.

Izana furrowed his eyebrows, "Of course you don't."

"well.. Ima leave him here since I have errands. I can't just leave him alone in the shop now." Shinichiro started to walk off.

I panicked a bit, where was he going? I wish I understood their language. I nearly ran after him, but Izana grabbed my wrist. "He's gonna come back."

I looked at the door that just closed and stood there silently. "Come on, we can't just stand here all day." The taller boy pulled me.

I followed him and stayed silent, at least he wasn't like Shinichiro who took 2 weeks to understand the fact I was a damn foreigner.

"Do you understand me?" The boy asked.

"huh."

"Never mind. Just call me Izana okay?" He looked back at me.

"zana."

"its Izana."

"Izana."

"yes."

We finally made it to a room where another boy was, his eyes lit up. "N/N?!"

"Ka—!" I struggled, "Kakucho!" I raised both of my arms up in satisfaction as the scarred boy hugged me.

"Its been a while! I learned more (your language) just in case we met again!" He said in (your language).

"We can talk now??" I said in (your language).

"Yea! Now you can't struggle trying to speak to me!" He smiled.

I was satisfied, "Finally.. someone else who understands me and not stare at me like I did a crime." I placed both of my hands on my hips and rolled my eyes.

Kakucho just laughed.

Izana stood there like a statue wondering what we were saying. "You guys already know each other?"

"Yea!" Kakucho started speaking in Japanese again, "I've known n/n since 2nd grade, I haven't seen him since though."

"So that's why you've been learning that language. Jeez.. could you at least teach me too? I don't wanna feel left out." Izana crossed his arms.

"Of course! I could also teach n/n Japanese too!" Kakucho smiled brightly.

From that day forward, Kakucho taught Izana (your language) and you Japanese. This has been a thing for about 2 years. This stopped after Shinichiro's death and your sudden disappearance. Why did you disappear? Why did almost everyone forget about you?

Short chapter ikik

to be continued..