Chapter 5 : Eyes

Summary:

Takemichi found it hilarious that he lives a life of endless luxury.

Living in a luxury penthouse deep in the city, highly trained staff at their beck and call. Armed guards that accompany them 24/7.

Endless gifts most people would kill for given to him, cards that know no limit, anything Takemitchy wants-one word and its his. Countless high end shops owned by Bonten all try hard to cater to their needs.

This should be a sign of ultimate freedom.

Yet for Takemichi, it only serves to wrap a noose around his neck as all eyes focus on his every move.

What good is a life of elite luxury when his life depends on the whims of a crime lord?

Chapter Text

Streets were filled with life and bustling, even more so now that evening has fully set in. City lights all bright and colorful, showing a pleasing aesthetic of Shibuya city.

In a high end area where all kinds of shops, restaurants and entertainment can be found, people spot at least five men decked in black suits standing straight as a luxury Lincoln navigator pulls up to the side of the street, in front of another high-end department store that had multiple floors. The driver exits first and two from the five men opened the car doors, allowing the passengers to come out.

"Ah, Shibuya, it's been a while since we visited purely for shopping. I hope our little Takemitchy shops to his heart's content."

The first one to come out was a tall, slim but muscular male with a Hanafuda tattoo on the front of his neck. He was wearing a form fitting 3 piece lilac suit and sleek designer shoes. The attractive man has burgundy and light lilac striped short hair gelled to the side and violet eyes, easily capturing the attention of people as he stood to the side to wait for the other passengers with a lax smile.

"After shopping we should eat at this restaurant in Akasaka, shouldn't take less than twenty minutes to get there. It has a great view and the service is commendable."

The next to leave the car is at least a head shorter than the previous male, but was muscular all the same as he wore a light blue 3 piece suit that was also form fitting. The model-like male had pinkish-purple mullet with dark blue streaks, along with the same Hanafuda tattoo on his neck's front similar to the first male. His undeniably attractive face was set with disinterest, making his way beside the first male wordlessly.

"This way please, Boss.Takemitchy you know the rules. Don't walk away from Mikey and us no matter what."

The third to leave is a young man wearing a formal white shirt that had its sleeves rolled up-revealing a Hanafuda tattoo on his right forearm-with matching bluish purple vest and dress pants with thin vertical stripes. The feminine looking male has a rosy pink mullet that reaches to his shoulders and blue droopy eyes. The corner of his lips had scars on both sides. The rosy pink haired male stands dutifully on the opposite side of the two males with a stoic gaze.

Men and women alike were now murmuring to each other as they watch with awe and envy at the three gorgeous males that came from the luxury car surrounded by guards left and right. They wondered if the next passenger was going to be yet another ikemen.

"Didn't I already promised that back at the penthouse?? Ah, Mikey-nii, hold my hand please!!"

To their surprise the next passenger to leave is helped down by the rosy pink haired male. It was a short young boy with petite figure, dressed in an adorable matching black set of striped sailor lolita fashion. His shorts ended just shy above his knees and he wore black knee high socks paired with black doll shoes. The boy had fluffy raven black hair and ocean blue eyes that seemed to sparkle with life, it didn't go unnoticed to people that he also had the same tattoo, placed horizontally on his neck. As he is helped put on paved ground, the boy adorably turns to the last passenger with an outstretched hand and a radiant smile.

A lean arm stretches out and takes the boy's outstretched one, and people around them felt their breath hitched at the sudden cold and overwhelming atmosphere despite the bustling streets.

A lean and slim male wearing a simple matching black long sleeved shirt and pants, his footwear was a simple pair of white flip flops. The male was below average height, and had ivory white hair with a middle part undercut hairstyle and a Hanafuda tattoo on his nape. Yet the most intimidating feature about him were his lifeless eyes. Abyssal Pitch black and layered with eyebags that scream lack of sleep.

The men waited patiently until "Mikey" has walked to the center with the younger brother holding one of his hands.

No one dared to look the white haired male in the eye, people instinctively clearing out of his and his entourage's way.

His voice was bland and authoritative at the same time, demanding the attention of those nearby.

"Let's go."

Takemichi found it hilarious that he lives a life of endless luxury.

Living in a luxury penthouse deep in the city, highly trained staff at their beck and call no matter where they go. Armed guards that accompany them 24/7. Feels like a movie kind of life.

Endless gifts most people would kill for given to him, cards that know no limit, anything Takemitchy wants-one word and its his. Countless high end shops owned by Bonten all try hard to cater to their needs.

'I know I said I wanted to go shopping but this...'

"Oh? Not bad...Preferably the blue lantern sleeve blouse and black slip on dress on top is an interesting mix of cute and chic. A long thin necklace and a black beret hat would complete the look. It mixes really well with Takemitchy's eyes and hair color."

"A good choice Rin, but personally I think Takemitchy should go for a more comfort or sporty theme. This baggy beige grey crop top and baby blue skirt really screams cozy, just like the precious little boy, don't you think so too? Oh, I think a cute watch should go with it too."

"Hmph, he should match with Mikey. A white crop top with a black vest over it and black trousers paired with white sneakers is acceptable."

A flash of a camera and Takemichi pouts with watery eyes.

"Wait a minute," His voice easily captures the three men's attentions. He points at the clothes in their grasps. "Those are all girl's clothes! I'm a boy!!" A finger to himself and Takemichi faces his older brother who's made himself comfortable draped on one of the sofas in the private section of the shop. "Mikey-nii, tell them to stop giving me girl's clothes...AND STOP TAKING PICTURES OF ME SANZU."

"...." Mikey gives him one long look, eyeing the creamy short sleeved collared chiffon dress Takemichi was coerced to wearing at the moment, and answers with no hesitation. "We'll take 'em all."

Takemichi can hear the suppressed chuckles from the Haitani brothers and the unrepentant cackles of Sanzu the bastard as he hears another flashing noise.

"Don't get mad Little Takemitchy," Haitani Ran raised both of his hands in a placating gesture, a disarming smile on handsome features. "You're just so cute any kind of clothes works out for you."

"Don't think that certain clothes should be for one gender only. Beauty transcends gender." Haitani Rindou inserts in a matter of fact tone, yet Takemichi doesn't miss the twitch in his lips as he tries not to show his amusement.

"I'll show all of this to you again when you're an adult." Sanzu dastardly admits with a cackle. "Better keep being a good kid or you'll get a whiplash on your rebel phase."

Assholes. All of them were complete unrepentant bastards of the highest degree. Man-children!!

"Huwu...." Sniffling, he gives them a teary glare before stomping to the nearest guards. "I'm going to the washroom! None of you can come with me!"

They all burst into laughter as he exits the shop, still in the same chiffon dress.

Takemichi was glad that only the guards followed him.

It made it easier for his next moves to be as seamless as possible. Since he was still wearing the dress, the men in the washroom ushered him to the female's. The guards with him were all men and couldn't enter, giving him the brief moment of privacy he so desperately needed. It was a bonus that there were no women in the washroom.

Sitting in one of the empty stalls, Takemichi calmly thinks of his current situation.

'Okay Takemichi, you can request for shopping trips now...Shouldn't be too difficult to ask them to hang in museums, anything that can ease them into the notion of me leaving the penthouse. I need to get a feel of outside again, especially the subway...Although they chose to do the shopping at nighttime...Not that I'm complaining, it'll be easier to lose them in a crowd if it comes down to it.' Sano Takemitchy truly was a saint with his never-ending patience of being cooped in a penthouse for two years without a single peep of complaint. 'Kinda weird we only have five guards though....Hmm, there's gotta be more of them lurking in the background.' He lets out a big sigh,

This trip was essentially an experiment, it was a relatively successful one so Takemichi finds it okay to simply just let his older brother and the other executives to shop for him as they please. It took attention off him and he can observe his surroundings more. He couldn't afford to make reckless decisions even though all he wanted to do was lose them in the crowd and book it.

He snorts at the chiffon dress, trust them to bully him on his first shopping trip. Yet the staff allowed him to leave even though he hadn't paid for the dress as the shop was one of the many owned by Bonten.

This should be a sign of ultimate freedom.

Yet for Takemichi, it only serves to wrap a noose around his neck as all eyes focus on his every move.

What good is a life of elite luxury when his life depends on the whims of a crime lord?

The young boy flushes the toilet just to mimic an ordinary action and exits the stall. He shouldn't make the guards wait for too long.

The raven haired boy hums a mindless tune, washing his hands and taking a lovely time.

One of the stalls door opens slowly, and Takemichi abruptly says.

"You know, I hate wasps." He starts off randomly, watching the water running down his hands. "They just like to hurt people and they don't even contribute much unlike bees. They don't even attack for self-defense, they just go out of their way to hurt someone."

His gaze flickers back to the mirror, where he sees a casually dressed female holding ropes and a handkerchief that has left the stall to make her way to him.

There was no fear in the boy's ocean blue eyes as he smiled gently at the lady, who looked baffled at his calmness.

"You just have to pray that you're not in the same vicinity as them."

The door abruptly opens and in rushes Sanzu who delivers a solid kick to the unsuspecting lady's side. Without waiting further ado, the rosy pink haired male roughly grabs the woman by the hair and drags her to one of the stalls. Two more staff females, probably hired cleaners of Bonten, enter the scene with large cleaning supplies and a covered cart as Takemichi finishes drying off his hands.

None of them comment on the choking noises and the sadistic chuckles of Sanzu.

The closed stall eventually opens, and Bonten's number two exits with an indifferent smile as his gaze locked on Takemichi's cheerful one.

"Seems like there's another mole if they knew right away that we're here." The rosy pink haired male leisurely comments, a bloodthirsty grin on his feminine features as he cleans his hands. "Trying to kidnap the most important executive, they're asking for the wrath of Bonten to smite them!" Takemichi's smile remained unperturbed as he chirps.

"Mhm!"

"Mikey says it's time for dinner, Takemitchy." Sanzu then says, escorting the youngest Sano out of the washroom as they head back to where the others are. "Everyone's waiting for you. Koko and Kakuchou will be joining us for dinner at Akasaka."

The youngest Sano doesn't show his fear, never letting up the way his heart thumps so hardly in his chest out of fear. Instead, he only smiles cheerfully, voice light and happy as always.

"Meals with everyone is the best!"

Takemichi hoped he can force himself to eat enough to convince them he wasn't shaken by yet another death.

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