Romans & histoires Mikey Brother Tokyo Revengers

I demand, causing the handsome stranger to chuckle. “Aww, aren’t you the sweetest.” He tickles me slightly under my chin making me step back in shock. He is confident too! “Did my shithead of a brother not warn you I was coming? I was trying hard to get back for the ceremony but my damn flight was delayed…” Shit… this was Hunter’s brother? Ezra? But what is he doing here… I see him smiling at me again. A friendly smile too, unlike his brother. “I scare you did I, sweetheart?” My heart races at his words, and I have no clue as to why. Maybe it is the way those eyes are looking at me…

I swallowed reflexively, feeling a muscle tick in my jaw as I stated down at him, my hands forming fists by my side that we both pretended not to notice. If I gave her the court I could take it back whenever I wanted. Right? When I found a way to get rid of her without losing Elena in the process. “Have I ever failed you? Mikey?” I whispered, watching something tight fit across my brother’s crystal blue eyes before he shook his head, his gaze moving to stare at something in the distance before flickering back to me. “No…not yet.”

Akihito pointed his gaze to the two older siblings that came along to watch over their respective younger siblings. "Hello there, I'm Isis, Mai's older sister." Isis gracefully introduced herself, only to be blocked by Micheal, who appeared before her, glaring at the two boys. "I'm Maira's older brother, and if you ever think of harming her or making her cry, I will end you," threatened Micheal, feeling an urge of distrust towards these two boys, a feeling which he would only understand sometime in the far future. Where he would later blame himself for not disposing of the sister-stealing pest when he had the chance.

For all I know, he’s probably fattening me up for the slaughter. Yes, I am paranoid. So what? “Why would I hate you, sir?”. Miyamura opens his mouth to speak— but then gets cut off. “As much as I am very interested in whatever this is…”. Aronohai Misa walks in, followed by Eiji, Riko, and— Is that Yukimura Aito? Yukimura Aito? As in the older brother to that crazy female, Yukimura Rei?. To think that if I didn’t search him up then, I would have been stumped right now.

Vittoria met his eyes, and he saw the answer there before she spoke. "Mikal Smirnov." For a moment, Massimo couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. The name echoed in his head like a death knell. "Pakhan Mikal Smirnov?" His voice was deadly quiet. "The head of the Russian Bratva is my brother?" "Half-brother," Vittoria said, as if the distinction mattered. "Stepbrother, technically, since you and he have different fathers."

Jumping every time my father says? The obvious answer would be to kill him. But Mikey will only take the throne, and likely be just as bad. How can I figure out how to get away from being the slave McGrath, the bottom of the totem pole brother who hardly anyone even knows? I look vastly different from all my brothers, in more ways than one.

“Why do you hate us so much?” The question lingers in the air for a moment, the weight of it pressing against all of them. I can see it. Lucas and Akando exchange a glance, their usual playful expressions dimming slightly. “Not all of us do,” Akando says after a beat, his voice softer than I expected. “It’s Miyuki,” Lucas adds, his grin fading into something more serious. “She lost someone… during a rogue attack. Someone close to her... her younger brother. He was a pack warrior...”

The image filled the display: Ava and Mason, locked in a kiss, the soft glow of her bedroom lamp illuminating their intertwined forms. It was clear, undeniable. Her heart plummeted. Below the picture, stark white text burned into her vision: “So our good girl Ava isn’t really who she is. Does this mean she’s having a secret affair with Mason, her best friend’s brother, or is it just the influence of the alcohol from this party?” The words twisted in her gut, venomous and cruel. “Best friend’s brother.”The anonymous sender knew. Knew everything.

Mikey sighs, shaking his head, but something tells me there is something more to this. There is so much more I want to say, but we still have time. I don’t want to be morbid now. Mikey is alive, and we have captured Marcus. We will have our revenge, and Mikey and I will return to how it was once he’s healed- he needs to save his strength. He’s my best friend, but really, he’s more like a brother. He has always been there for me, and I can’t imagine a world without my best friend, Mikey Clody. Losing him would turn my world upside down. Mikey’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts, “Damon, promise me something,” he says, and my face becomes more serious as I look at him. I would literally do AN

Two of the girls stay and wait til everyone is gone, but then one of them speaks to me. “You are a good Luna, you care about the pack.” One of them says. “Yes, Gianna would have been a terrible Luna and my nephew would have been dead.” The other one says. “Your Nephew?” I ask her. “Mike, he is my older brother's son.” She says, and I understand now. “Ah! But I was just happy that I could save him.” I say and smile. “She would never have done that, take care Luna.” The first one says, and they leave.