[AllTakemichi] Control

Chapter 37

Kisaki has eyes and ears all over the city, so there's no way a sudden meeting between two high-profile and dangerous figures in the delinquent world - like Haitani Ran of the S-62 Generation and Hanagaki Takemichi, the 11th leader of Black Dragon - slips past him. Coincidentally, Hanma is nearby at the time, so Kisaki assigns him to tail the two and figure out what exactly they're up to. The fact that the Haitani brothers help Takemichi on Christmas Eve definitely raises red flags for him. After all, they're all going to be in the same gang soon - Izana already starts making moves - and Kisaki doesn't want anyone close to Takemichi.

Hanma starts tailing them from the moment they line up to buy crepes across the street.

Okay so like... they're buying crepes?? Normal. Too normal, it's kinda sus.

Then they just walk around - nothing crazy.

But like... what is Haitani Ran even doing to Takemichi??

HELLO?? Why is he all handsy like that??

And umm - did he just toss the food?? Bro, what??

Hanma quickly crosses the street to follow them. By the time he locates where Ran and Takemichi are, he catches a scene that stirs up a whirlwind of emotions inside him.

He's seen guy couples being affectionate before, and honestly, he couldn't care less. Not his business, not his interest.

But seeing Ran force a kiss on Takemichi, hearing those wet, messy sounds from the kiss, Takemichi's choked-back sobs and pleas, and Ran's hands groping all over his body while holding him close - it sets Hanma on fire. It's a feeling more intense than watching porn.

But he's straight, goddammit. Why the hell is he getting turned on watching this?

He's not even standing that close, but in the dead silence of that dark alley, he can clearly hear the muffled, desperate noises coming from Takemichi. How can a guy even make sounds like that?

Even from a distance, he sees Ran bury his face into Takemichi's neck. Takemichi's whole body trembles, his head tilts back, one hand clutching Ran's shoulder tightly, the other covering his mouth to stop any more embarrassing noises from escaping.

Okay, no, that's enough - Hanma's junior is seriously acting up now. He curses under his breath, pissed at himself, and storms forward to yank Ran off Takemichi.

The tension in the air is thick. Hanma smirks, throwing shade at Ran: "Dude, I legit can't believe you're into this kinda shit. That's mad nasty. You down that bad? At least find someone hotter, yeah?"

"This ain't your business, Hanma. Crashing someone's intimate moment is rude as hell, you know? So why don't you f*ck off already?"

"Oh? You think I'm polite now? Newsflash - hell no."

They both look like they're seconds away from throwing punches - Until Takemichi's choked sob finally quiets, and his hoarse voice cuts through:

"Just stop. You done for the day, Ran? You happy now? Please - just get the hell away from me."

Ran freezes. That glare - he's never seen Takemichi look at him like that. The kid's always been cautious around him, even scared sometimes. But now? No fear. Just bitter fury. Ran bites his lower lip, eyes locked on Takemichi. That look stings. He knows he f*cked up. Let his craving spiral out of control. He shows too much. Now Takemichi's probably disgusted with him. Maybe he'll never want to see him again. That thought alone makes Ran's body tremble. His eyes flicker with something... off.

Hanma catches the shift and raises an eyebrow, half amused, half surprised.

"Takemichi..." Ran's voice cracks, like a kid who knows he's messed up.