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Prologue:

If you ask me what I think about soulmates I would say to hell with them. Back then I was just like the others, head over heels in meeting my soulmate and living my fairytale until the day I died.

But that wasn’t the case for me.

I met my soulmate, Mikey, at the age of ten. We met in the playground after he saved me from getting kidnapped by some pervert. When he helped me up I knew then and there that we're soulmates. The warmth washed over me and when I looked into Mikey’s eyes my heart sank as I saw the disinterest in his eyes. That day he just let go of my hand and walked me home without saying a word. The next day he avoided me like the plague then after a few days I finally got the hint.

He didn’t want me.

But naive and love starved as I was, I worked hard. I learned everything I could about him. I even learned how to fight the minute I found out he was part of a gang. I thought that maybe after he discovers my talents he’ll accept me.

But I was wrong.

For years I was just a fool, chasing after a man who made it clear that he didn’t want me.

And that he already had a girl clinging to his arm.

I remember it clear as day, when he approached me and I saw a cutesy girl hanging onto his arm.

I remember him introducing me to her as his girlfriend and then telling her that I would be playing the role of his fake girlfriend.

And just when I thought my life couldn’t be hell, I came to find out it had just begun.

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My back burned as he slammed me into the wall, I could feel the wall giving in, but I couldn’t think about it for much longer as I felt his hands squeezed my neck, depriving me of air.

“If it wasn’t for the fact that I need you to keep Kairi safe, you would’ve been dead a long time ago,” his hands squeezed tighter, the same hands that brought warmth every time we came into contact. Black dots clouded my vision and I tried to feel around for something to grab on. When I felt the lamp I yanked it out of the outlet and smashed it against his head. Luckily he let go of me and stumbled back.

Thank god.

Normally that wouldn't phase him.

He looked up from his bloodied hand to give me his signature deadpan stare. My body went numb but despite the fear coursing through me I readied myself for the next tussle.

Just then a knock on my door stopped the fight.

Draken.

He only knocks if Mikey’s beloved girlfriend called, sent him a text or if he’s running late for a date. It’s the only thing that stops him from wanting to kill me then and there.

Mikey let out a long sigh then gave me one last glare before leaving my apartment. As the door was beginning to shut, I caught sight of Draken’s sorrowful look. I mouthed him a quick thank you before the door shut completely.

I fell to my knees where I then laid on the floor, tears flowing freely. I refuse to cry in front of that bastard. He’s already taken over my freedom, I don’t need him earning another power over me.

Thank god for Draken.

He’s one of the very few people who are on my side.

Although there’s no way Draken can overpower Mikey, he saves me with the knocking. Years ago, he stepped in which only earned him a pummeling from Mikey, but it didn’t stop him from coming to my rescue every time Mikey paid a visit.

And that’s when he had the idea about knocking. We all knew that Mikey would drop everything he’s doing for Kairi. The girl’s a phone addict and tries to get all of Mikey’s attention, so wherever Mikey pays a visit, I hang on until that damn phone goes off.

After what felt like forever, laying on this floor, I finally got up and stumbled to the bathroom. I carefully took off my clothes and purposely avoided looking at my battered state in the mirror. I went straight to the tub and started my long awaited soak.

Mikey won’t be back for another three weeks so I should be all healed up by then.

I leaned further into the tub and eyed at the humble bathroom.

“What would I give to be in her shoes?” I whispered to myself.

If I were Kairi, I would be living it up in the fancy apartment complex downtown, getting my nails done by professionals because my man said I deserved it.

Why her?

After years of digging they’re not soulmates, just chosen lovers. What’s so special about her? What made him choose her over his fated soulmate?

I never found out why, and Draken doesn’t know either despite being attached to Mikey’s hip.

As I got out of the tub I finally decided to assess the damage. My abdomen is jacked from the kicks he dished out, my neck is already bruising from the choke assault and I don’t even want to talk about my face.

Why is this my life? I accepted the rejection years ago and tried to move on but…he won’t let me.

I sighed and reached for the ointment I have at the ready. Once I applied some and backed a couple of painkillers I hobbled into my bedroom to throw on some fresh clothes.The moment I finished putting on my shirt I glanced at the pile of cash I’ve been hiding.

Mikey will be away with Kairi for three days before heading out to do business for the next couple of weeks. If I leave while he’s on vacation, no way in hell will he leave out of fear of making Kairi sad.

It’s foolproof.

Mikey tracks my card spending, so I’ve been doing a lot of cashbacks over the years for this day to come.

I want out.

After turning off the lights I carefully plopped onto the bed.

In this world there are cases where people has multiple soulmates, I wonder if I fall into that. I wonder if someone, whether it’s two or three, I wonder in the next go around will I live my happily ever after.

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As expected my body felt heavy after the tussling. Getting out of bed was hard each and every time and I had to suck it up and have food delivered cause standing up for a certain amount of time was killing me.

But today was an exception.

Mikey’s gone.

So I need to move.

I packed all I could carry into one suitcase and a duffle bag before I finally peaced out.

Mikey pays for this apartment, to make it look like I’m being taken care of in the eyes of his enemies.

I pulled the luggage downstairs despite my muscles screaming at me.

The cabby parked waiting for me. Once I put my stuff in the trunk I told him to take me to the airport.

Mikey won’t follow me outside of Japan, and I doubt he would want to waste resources on me now that he made it big in the gang world.

I leaned back into my seat, I haven’t left, yet I feel so free.

***

“Thanks,” I told the bartender as he handed me my pina colada.

I made my way back to my spot on the beach. I sat down and leaned back, enjoying the view of the crashing waves and people jumping in.

Three weeks ago I escaped to Cabo, Mexico, from what I know, Mikey doesn’t have any connections here. Plus I always wanted to live near the beach. I enjoy city life, but waking up to the sound of waves is on a whole other level.

I continued to sip from my drink while I continued to read my romance novel. As much as it hurts reminding me that it will never be my turn, I enjoy inserting myself into the main character's shoes.

“Beautiful.”

My eyes widened at the deep voice close by. I set the book down on my lap and instantly I was met with a guy with white hair and earrings dangling but what captivated me the most was his lavender eyes.

His response replayed over and over in my head and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well aren’t you bold.”

“I am when it comes to pretty ladies.”

I giggled.

This is the first time someone has ever flirted with me.

“Mizuki.”

“Izana.”

“Alright,” I gestured for him to sit next to me.

He did, his smile not once leaving his face.

“So what’s a pretty girl like you doing all by herself?”

“Just some me time. So what’s a handsome guy like doing all by yourself? With no woman clinging to your arm?”

He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.

“Trying to find one.”

A blush came to my face, I looked away before asking, “Would you mind if I do?”

“I was hoping you would.”

A second blush came in, not trusting my voice, all I could do was nod.

After grabbing the courage to look at him again he chuckled once more.

“I haven’t even done anything yet you’re already becoming this cute.”

“Well it’s not every day that an attractive man comes up to me.”

He cocked his head, “Really?”

“Yeah, you’re actually the first.” He paused for a moment before coming to the conclusion that I was dead serious. He is, I never had the chance to date, I was always under the guise of being Mikey’s girlfriend. I’ve had a fling though, given an unfortunate circumstance.

“Well I’m honored, and to celebrate, let me take you out to dinner. I found this really amazing restaurant that overlooks this very beach.”

“I’d love that.”

“Which hotel are you staying at?”

I pointed at the one behind me.

“Perfect, as am I. Let’s meet at the lobby, how does eight sound?”

“It’s perfect.”

“I’ll see you then,” with that said, he winked at me before getting up and leaving.

A sense of giddiness filled my stomach, I couldn’t stop but think about all the scenarios that could happen while I’m on the date. Would we hold hands and discover that we’re soulmates? Would we dance in the restaurant? Take a nice stroll on the beach while we talk for hours.

I couldn’t help but squeal at all the possibilities before composing myself.

“God I’m emotionally starved.”

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The moment I walked into the hotel lobby I saw Izana standing in the middle waiting for me.

“Hey,” I said as I made my way to him.

He smiled and gave me a once over. I was in a short bodycon dress and some heels, I didn’t know what to know wear for this date so I just decided to wear whatever showed off my assets the most.

Gah! Could I be anymore starved?

“You’re beautiful, shall we?” He said as he placed his hand on the small of my back.

“Let’s.” He leads me to a car and I got into the passenger. As he got in and started the car the first thing that was on my mind was if he was going to reach over and grab my thigh, the same I see in novels.

I let out a calming sigh so as not to alert him.

I shouldn’t be this ecstatic after getting the attention from some stranger.

For all I know he’s probably just looking for some ass- which he might get if this date goes really well.

As soon as he pulls into the restaurant I get out, following him inside where we’re greeted by a hostess and almost immediately sat at a table with a great view of the beach. I was taken back by the fancy ambiance but then again, Izana appears to be someone of high standing.

I just hope it’s not in the gang world.

“So, why Cabo?” I asked him as I swirled the ice in my complimentary water.

“I’m out on business, I’m just wrapping this up as of right now. How long are you staying in Cabo?”

“Indefinitely.”

His eyes widened, “Oh, mind if I ask why?”

“Too many bad memories in my hometown. Plus I’ve always wanted to live by the beach.”

He hummed in response before our waiter came to take our order.

***

I laughed at the joke Izana said before walking into his bedroom.

I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect date. He’s funny, charming, and he feeds my emotionally deprived self. He didn’t want this night to end so he suggested he come to my place, but I boldly suggested we go to his.

It stunned him before he immediately agreed. He was staying at the penthouse in the hotel, right off the bat I saw the beach and when I took my eyes off it I admired the sleek modern decor.

Definitely a man of high standing.

I fiddled with the strap of my dress as I sat down on the couch, my head turned to see Izana pouring wine into two glasses.

“I like you Mizu,” he said as he brought the filled glasses over to me, he sat on his knees, setting the glasses down on the table before caging me with his arms.

He smiled, even as he stared down at my lips.

“Lean back,” he said, biting his bottom lip.

A surge rushed between legs, I did as told, baring my neck to him so he could do what he wants to me.

“I really like you Mizu, I really do. And I’m sorry for what’s going to happen next.”

“Wha-ugh!” A sharp object stabbed me in the neck, I quickly got up, stumbling over Izana but I didn’t get very far as a wave of dizziness hit me, my knees went weak in almost an instant.

I pathetically began to crawl my way to the door, but it was useless, the moment I blinked I felt the cold tiled floor pressed against my cheek before everything went dark.

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The moment I opened my eyes I was blinded by a bright light. I quickly closed them before testing out if my all limbs still worked. I felt like the familiar heaviness after going toe to toe with Mikey but luckily I wasn’t in any pain which is a positive out of what’s going on. I don’t remember last night, but what I do remember is making my way to Izana and I’s date.

I opened my eyes once more and as expected I didn’t recognize my surroundings.

It looked to be a VIP club room given the stage and stripper pole in the center.

The moment I saw the window my heart sank.

I stood up and slowly made my way towards the large window that overlooked my hometown.

“Ah, you’re finally awake,” I heard Izana’s voice.

“Welcome home!”

I collapsed onto the floor, my eyes never leaving the city.

“Why?” Was all I managed to say.

“Hm? To make Mikey mad of course.”

Of course. Mikey.

Even if I move across the country, somehow someway I’m back in his sights.

Tears fell.

When will my life no longer revolve around Mikey?

“Now, be a good girl and wait til Mikey comes to your rescue. If not I’ll have no choice but to punish you, kay?”

“He won’t come.”

“Hm?”

“He won’t come, you wasted your time on me.”

“Impossible,” I heard an unfamiliar voice say.

“Believe what you want to believe, Mikey doesn’t give two shits about me,” I stood up, propping myself against the window where my gaze never left the city.

“But you're his girlfriend.”

“I’m not, yes I’m his soulmate, but I was never his girl.” Just then, Izana disrupt my view of the city, his eyes widened, rather than his flirtatious expression I was familiar with, it was replaced with a psychotic one.

“Hey, I don’t like dancing around the topic, what are you trying to say?”

“What I’m saying is you all were fooled.”

His eyes narrowed and he backed off.

“I have a favor to ask.”

Izana laughed, “You’re a hostage, you don’t ask for favors.”

“Fine, then I’ll just have to break this window and jump, I’ll get what I want one way or another.”

“You want to die?”

“When I told you I was planning to live in Cabo, what did you think?”

“That Mikey was hiding you.”

“You’re far from the truth.”

“Then elaborate!” The other male voice said.

“Mikey has a girl, a real girl, and it’s not me. Mikey’s been telling everyone I’m his girl for years so guys like you would target me and not his actual girl.”

“And how are we supposed to believe you?”

“Do you have my luggage?”

“Yeah?”

Izana pointed at something while looking at me. I turned and I see my luggage laying beside the couch I was previously on.

I went over to it and I dug through my luggage, I took a box of sticky notes and under it was all the years of evidence in case Mikey were to ever find himself in a courthouse. I look up and I see a guy with tan skin and glasses. He was glaring at me harshly but Mikey’s deadpan stare was harsher.

I tossed it over to him and he caught it. It was a stack of photos of me getting my ass handed to over the tears by Mikey.

He flipped through him a bit before cursing under his breath and handed it to some guy with blonde streaks who sat at the bar with two dudes with purple hair.

“She’s tellin the truth,” he said.

“So what now?” Izana asked.

“I die.”

“What!?”

“I went to Cabo to escape Mikey. You brought me back to his domain, the moment I walk out that door, I’m back to the path of his fists once more. I would rather die than give him the satisfaction of killing me.” A stray tear slid down my cheek, and more soon came even as I went to pick up a nearby bar stool.

“I just wanted to have my happily ever after.” I raised the stool over my head and just when I was about to hit the window, Izana stopped me, holding onto my wrists.

We both froze.

A warm sensation covered my entire body. Normally it would be accompanied by pain but this wasn’t the case. Izana pulled the stool from hands, setting it down beside us.

“I really do like you Mizu, and look, now you have me,” he smiled, pulling me into his chest.

“I’ll love you more than Mikey could ever love that girl,” he whispered.

That did it.

The dam broke and I poured years of sorrow and torment onto Izana’s shirt. If this were Mikey, I would’ve gotten a backhand to the face but I wasn’t, instead I was held firmly by Izana, who smoothed my hair and let me cry til I couldn’t anymore.

He then picked me up and carried me to a room that was behind the stage. It was a bedroom, rather than the light interior than the room we were just in, the bedroom was dark and dimly lit. A huge bed was in the center covered by sheer curtains.

He placed me down on the bed then covered me with the sheets.

“Get some rest, we’ll talk in the morning.”

I reached out to him, caressing his cheek.

He leaned to my touch and chuckled.

“I’ll be back,” he kissed my palm then forehead before leaving the room.

The moment I closed my eyes, sleep came to take me away.

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Third person pov:

Izana stood there and watched as his soulmate fight for her life against Mikey.

The moment Izana left the room he found his subordinate Kachuko going through his soulmate's bag.

“Boss, there’s a handful of discs,” he raised them up.

All he did was give his right-hand a nod before Kachuko began to insert one of the discs to the dvd player. The second the video played his blood boiled. His much younger soulmate was being pushed against the wall, Mikey’s hand clasped tight around her neck. The five-three girl clawed at his face until he finally let go and they began to fight. She was nowhere near strong enough to take on Mikey but she held on a lot longer than most.

Mikey yanked her towards him and slammed her onto the ground then continued to do so while clamping down on her neck.

“Jesus,” Kisaki said, turning away and making his way to the bar.

As she was pushing away his face, help came in the form of Draken, he pulled the shorter man off the poor girl before he was met with a swift kick to the face. The two then began to fight and Mizuki was able to pick herself up and run out of the apartment.

The two young men tore the entire room apart fighting each other in what only spectators would assume is to the death.

Mikey overpowered his right-hand then darted out the room and minutes later returned with Mizuki in his arms kicking and trying to hold onto the door frame but to no avail. She elbowed Mikey in the face which in turn caused him to slam her onto the floor. Mizuki tried to get up but Mikey grabbed her by the ankles and dragged to what he could assume was the bedroom.

She kicked and tried to crawl back to the door but again to no avail and she began to call Draken who was unconscious.

Mikey stomped on her leg which resulted in a scream. This must’ve woken Draken up cause he quickly got up and tackled Mikey. The two fought and Mikey easily overpowered him, then as he was about to deliver the final blow he froze. All the sudden he pulled away and went to the couch that was pushed almost to the door.

It was a phone.

He turned it on then stood there for a while before leaving the apartment.

Mizuki pushed herself up then crawled to the bathroom.

“Turn it off,” Izana said.

Kachuko did as told before the next go around played.

“The plan still stays, tomorrow, we’ll find out who Mikey’s girl is then take her. Except for this go around she doesn’t deserve any special treatment.”

“Is that girl your soulmate?” Kachuko asked.

“Yes, so all of you make sure she feels at home, an insult to her is a direct insult to me.”

“Yes Boss,” they all said.

***

Mizuki’s pov:

As I pushed myself off of the soft bed I caught a glimpse of my suitcase pressed against the wall on the other side of the room.

I peeled off my bodycon before making my way to the suitcase, I grabbed all my necessities before finding the bathroom which was a few feet away from me. While I showered, my mind replayed what happened last night. The warm sensation when Izana touched me.

‘I’ll love you more than Mikey could ever love his girl.’

Mikey worships the ground Kairi walks on, to have someone do the same thing for me and more sounds like a dream.

The minute I got dressed, I walked out of the room. I was blinded by the sunlight for a brief moment before I finally grabbed my bearings. The people from before were there, the two purple haired men were watching tv while the blond streaked hair guy was sitting on a separate couch on his phone.

“Ah, morning princess, did you sleep well?” Izana said as he walked up to me, bringing me to his chest.

I tensed, not used to this kind of treatment, but I quickly relaxed in his hold.

“Mhm,” I replied.

“It’s two o’clock but I’ve brought you brunch, come have a seat.” He led me to the bar table where the guy with the glasses sat far away from us. I sat down and I was met with a bowl of my favorite brunch, rice with shaved beef and soy marinated egg.

I ate and I couldn't resist doing a little dance, which earned a small laugh from Izana.

I finished eating and I knew what was coming next.

"I've studied Mikey and his girl over the years. I'll tell you everything you need to know."

"You don't have to."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. But in this case, my soulmate," I pressed my chest against his, locking eyes with him.

"I want to make you happy."

He kissed my forehead which I relished for a couple seconds before separating from him and heading back into the room.

I went to my suitcase and opened the secret compartment in the lining. I've thought about burning it after I reached Cabo cause it felt meaningless holding it any longer but now the time has come.

I held the thick folder to my chest as I went up to Izana who met me halfway.

I stood in front of him, then handed him the folder.

"Her name is Kairi Yamaguchi."

He opened the folder and zoned in on the picture of her being held lovingly by Mikey.

"They've been together since middle school, and that's when I became Mikey's girlfriend."

He flipped through a few pages, a list of establishments and time stamps.

"She's a creature of habit, those are the places she frequents by herself or with Mikey. He never brings her to any meetings, keeps her far away from the gang."

"What do you want out of this?"

"Most of my life I wished to be in her shoes, now I want her to know what it's like to be in mine."

He smiled, "Your wish is my command princess." He handed the file to an awaiting Kisaki.

"In the meantime you have me all to yourself." He picked me up and carried me out of the room, into a hallway.

As he walked I asked, "Where are we going?"

"My room, or should I say our room." We went in what looked to be a luxury apartment. The interior a red, white and gold theme.

He moved past the living room and into the bedroom. As he set me down on the bed he sat beside me.

"We found the videos," he said.

I sighed.

"One of them was him trying to drag you into a room. Has he assaulted you before?"

I shook my head, "Mikey said if he were to ever touch me that way he'd be afraid that he might pass on 'one of my many diseases' to Kairi. I can at least appreciate his type of thinking, one less thing he doesn't have over me."

Out of nowhere Izana lifts my head up by the chin.

"I owe you this for our date," he planted a small kiss on my lips.

I melted.

I pulled him in for more, earning a chuckle from him. He obliged and laid me down, but I flipped us over, straddling him and greedily taking more kisses.

This made Izana laugh and place his hands on my hips.

He turned his head away to say, "There's no rush, I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"This is the first time in a long time where I received this kind of affection," I rested my head on his chest.

"And now that I have a new soulmate, I want to drink this up as much as possible." I moaned as I felt his hand run through my hair.

"That's no reason to be sorry, you were just dealt a bad hand the first time. If you want affection, don't hesitate to seek it."

"Mm," I spread my legs so my pussy pressed against his cock. I felt it harden.

Before I could do anything else, I was flipped over, my soulmate towered over me, all while maintaining pressure against my cunt.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked as he slid his hand under my shirt, reaching for my bra cladded breast."

"No. You?"

 He shook his head then bent down, claiming my lips. I moaned as he squeezed my chest.

“Take me,” I whispered against his lips.

Izana pecked my lips before pulling away.

“Not yet.” He gets off me then lays beside me.

“As much as I would love to, something tells me that this isn’t how you envisioned your happily ever after.”

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, letting it out, I could feel all the lust I had just now slowly dissipate.

I shake my head before opening my eyes.

“Tell me, what do you want to be?”

I paused to stare at the ceiling, the answer was already in my mind but trying to say it out loud, after everything I’ve been through, it would just sound like a pipe dream.

But I answered anyway, “I want to be loved, I want to be desired, I want to be respected. I want people to bow their head when I enter the room. I want to live my life without fear. I want to be and feel powerful.”

He moves, now laying on his stomach, propping himself with his elbows, he had a kind smile as he looked down on me.

“I promise,” he leaned down and pecked my lips.

“We’ll take things slow.”

“Two days ago I was getting ready to sleep with you.”

“The circumstances have changed. We’re soulmates, so now, I deeply care about your feelings and what you want.”

“And something tells me that you’re not the type to.”

His smile held no warmth to it, he looked forward, “I used to, but with you here that will change. I can re-learn.”

My body felt heavy at his words. What if he can’t change? Like Mikey? I always hoped he would one day wake up and be a completely different person. Where he would kick Kairi to the curb and me and him would drive into the sunset smiling until our cheeks hurt.

No. Please God, let me have this.

Izana turned his head, “hey,” he caged me with his arms, still towering over me, his smile this time held a sincere warmth to it. “I promised and I always follow through on what I say.” He lowered himself and claimed my lips with his.

It was brief, he pulled away and he rest his forehead on mine.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have doubted you.” I look away from his intense gaze.

“This is new. For both of us, and after everything you went through its understandable to feel like you have to walk on eggshells. But I promise, give me time-give us time and I swear all the good will outweigh the bad.”

I glance back at him and responded with a reassuring smile.

I nod which prompted a wider smile from him.

He sealed his promise with another kiss then we cuddled on the bed in silence for who knows how long but I’ll tell you right now I wish time could stop right here at this very moment.

Here I am, “Mikey’s girl” in the arms of an enemy. Certainly isn’t the first time but this…I couldn’t be happier.

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Mizuki’s pov:

Izana and I spent most of our day getting to know each other, the typical basics. A lot of time went by and eventually we migrated to the living room. It had a big red U-shaped couch, a glass coffee table in the middle and past that was a fireplace and hanging above it a flat screen. And just behind us was the kitchen.

I was curled up on the couch hugging a red pillow while Izana flipped through channels.

While we talked there was a nagging question in my head that I wanted to ask him, I pretty much knew the answer to it already, it seemed to be everyone’s answer when I ask them.

“Why are you trying to take down Mikey?”

‘Because I hate him,’ which is usually the consensus.

Izana paused, and he stared at the TV with a blank expression, when he finally came to, he continued to flip through the channels.

“Mikey is my adoptive brother.”

I gaped, “what?” Was all I could seem to muster out.

“The only people who know is my right-hand Kakucho and Kisaki, though somehow he already knew.”

“That’s insane, I didn’t know he had- “

“I’m estranged, obviously, my beef? I blame Mikey for our older brother’s death, if it hadn’t been for him bringing that psycho into our circle none of this would be happening. And he has the audacity to be all cozy and coddled by everyone around him completely forgetting the sibling who was just as hurt as him-but oh no, ‘nobody can be more hurt than Mikey, they’re blood, something you’ll never understand!’ ” He went to slam the remote on the glass table but stopped himself.

“Sorry, I was reliving the past for a second.”

I move over to him and rest my head on his shoulder.

“My adoptive mother told me, about me not being related to Mikey and them. That was her favorite line growing up. Shinichiro was my light, nothing bad happened when he was alive, I was part of the family with no issue and now that he’s gone, I’m the gum stuck under Mikey’s shoe. I didn’t want to cease to exist, my adoptive mother and Mikey made that happen. I was hurting too… but a true Sano’s feelings were more important. So, I decided to destroy the Sano’s, and demolish everything they care about.” He rests his head onto mine. “I didn’t know I would get a soulmate out of this.”

“I hope everything goes according to plan.”

“It will, because I have you,” he lifts his head to place a kiss onto mine.

“Thanks to you I now know who his real girl is, once I have her then it’s over for Mikey, and you and I will be dancing around his weeping body in a tux and wedding dress.”

I lift my head, smiling at wide at him, “before we blow his brains out?”

“Of course.”

I squeal and leap onto his lap, earning a chuckle from him, “I knew that would make you happy,” he brought me in for a kiss and we shared a few more before he pulled away and finally found a channel he was happy with.

***

Midnight creeped up faster than I thought and as someone who has dealt with gang life over the past decade, I knew what this meant.

I could tell that when 11:50 rolled around something was up. Izana and I were snuggled on the couch til I noticed he was shifting in his spot a little too much. And when 11:55 came I decided to stop milking it and I got off him.

“Alright, you can go.”

“Hm?” He said clearly confused.

“Babe I’ve worked in a gang before, midnight is when you start the actual work. Go, I’m sure your men are waiting for you,” I tap his thigh.

He sits up, our faces inches from each other.

“Promise you’ll be here when I come back?”

“The day I walk out of this building is the day I sign my death certificate; I wouldn’t dare leave this, leave you.”

He cups the back of my head and we share a few deep, long, breath-taking kisses. I almost didn’t want him to go, but it was necessary that he do or else my dream of dancing on Mikey’s early grave might never come true.

We pull away and he gives me one last smile before getting up from the couch and heading to…our room.

Literally, at the stroke of midnight he walked out of the room all ready to go, he wore a dark red suit with a matching overcoat that hung from his shoulders.

I stood and went over to him.

“Please be careful,” I tell him quietly.

“There’s guns under the couch, in every drawer and an escape hatch leading to the panic room in the bathroom and closet. In case something were to happen.”

I nod and give him one last peck before letting him go.

***

Third person pov:

Izana took long strides heading the door, he procrastinated on a long of things but Mikey…never.

He refrained from glancing back at his soulmate, knowing that if he did he would probably fold just a minute longer.

But every minute spent on taking down Mikey counted.

His feet moved with purpose as he made his way to the common room, a hangout for his top men.

By the time he entered the door the room was quiet-silent in fact. Izana’s eyes landed on Kisaki who sat at the bar and not too far from him was his right-hand Kakucho.

“What do you have?” Izana broke the silence as he made his way to a chaise lounge chair that was on the far left of the room, he laid down, resting his back against the armrest. Kakucho quickly approached him with a drink in hand, he handed it to him then promptly stood beside him.

“I found the girl Kairi, and dude, Mikey practically has a fucking army surrounding her house and I bet that bitch doesn’t even know it,” Kisaki ran a hand through his hair.

“We did some scoping around the area and I noticed a lot of familiar faces, it seems Mikey placed some of his best players to keep an eye on her.”

“Like?” Kakucho said.

“Unfortunately familiar faces, like Kanji Mochizuki and Yasuhiro Mutou, ringing any bells?” Kisaki spun in his seat and shuffled through the array of papers.

“The dude had ordered every motherfucker who surpassed 5’11 to watch one girl. Ha! And let’s not even get started on her top of the art security system in her building.” He rests his head on the pile of papers.

“Anything else?” Kakucho asked.

“Boss’ mate was right, the girl is a creature of habit and likes to get to out of the house a lot, aside from her watch team we’re not sure yet if there are others outside of Toman that might be on Mikey’s payroll to watch over her,” Hanma, Kisaki’s close aid spoke.

“Any sniper points?” Ran Haitani, the oldest of the Haitani brothers chimed in.

“Unfortunately no, seems Mikey has it all figured out. No one is touching that girl.”

“Then it seems we’re just gonna have to chip way. ‘Sweep a giant off its feet’ as they always say.” Izana finally spoke up then right after took a sip from his drink. “Did you find out who’s in charge of the watch?”

“No but I’m sure it’s got to be one of our favorite people; the minute one of those two goes missing, alarms will start going off in Mikey’s head,” Kisaki replied, sitting up only to shuffle more papers around before he suddenly stopped, piquing Hanma’s attention at what he might do next.

Not one to disappoint he spun in his chair with a maniacal grin.

“On the other hand, since her building is pretty secure, why not just shake its foundation?”