Jin Itadori X Kenjaku Novels & Stories

“Unlike others, I’ve never really believed that you were dead, Kitagawa. In my line, you can never be too certain of an individual’s death.” Ryuou narrowed his eyes slightly at Kenji. His words from earlier…there was an underlying meaning to it. “So you knew that I was still alive, did you, Ani[2]?” “Don’t call me that.” Kenji hissed, sounding like an angry snake. “You’ve lost your right to call me that a long time ago.” He glared at Ryuou with a look that is enough to send any sane person running as fast as they could in the opposite direction. But unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how one tends to look at it, Ryuou Kitagawa isn’t just anyone. “You are no brother of mine, Kami!”

He raised his head, dark eyes exceptionally clear, staring straight at a furious Kenji. "I ought to beat you to a pulp!" Kenji seethed with anger. The always neat looking Kenji was dressed in a pair of rough blue pyjamas. His chestnut brown hair was tousled like a bird's nest and he was sweating all over, breathing heavily. He grabbed the collar of Ryu's black shirt and shook him, though he could barely move Ryu. "Where is he?" he asked. "Bring him out right now! You're a beast Ryuho! A greedy beast! You were given an inch and now you want a mile. Can't you take things slow for once? Were you that eager to bed Aito? Bring him out. I'm taking him back!"