Chapter 2: Sano Takemitchy

Summary:

Hanagaki Takemichi learned to live as Sano Takemitchy.

He worried at first that posing as a ten year old around the most dangerous men in society would wound up with him dead.

He is proven wrong when he realizes there is more to Sano Takemitchy than just being the little brother of Sano Manjirou.

Takemichi respected a little boy named Sano Takemitchy from the bottom of his heart.

Chapter Text

Exiting the warehouse was uneventful but secured as Takemichi and the rest of Bonten's executives along with their leader were escorted in separate luxury cars. Of course, Takemichi is automatically put in the same ride as his older brother. Sanzu and Kokonoi followed right after them. Now the young boy sits comfortably between the two white haired males-with Koko at his left and Mikey to his right. Sanzu seats at the front passenger seat.

"Good thing you're didn't get hurt this time eh? Takemitchy." The familiar voice of Kokonoi Hajime drags Takemichi back to reality as the boy feels his hair be affectionately ruffled. "We would've no choice but to go all night if they hurt you."

"Yep! I got lucky with the misters.." Takemichi innocently replies back before pouting adorably. "Ah~ I remember Mr. Baldie telling me I'm going to be sold off abroad after getting the ransom from Bonten though!"

"Fish bait is a pretty light sentence then." Kokonoi's grin was sharp, his eyes holding a cruel glint. "Should've harvested their organs without anesthesia first, Sanzu."

"That I should've." The pink haired male slowly turns to give a remorseful look at the only child in the car, "Don't worry Takemitchy, I'll make sure their friends and families get their organs harvested. They'll all pay the price for laying hands on you."

The ten year old boy, who was internally a twenty six year old man that grew up in a normal life, wanted to scream profanities at the madmen around him.

'Whose faults is it that I got kidnapped in the first place anyways?! I'm pretty fucking sure you all let this thing happened-' Despite the frustration settling deep in the pits of his stomach, the smile on Takemichi's face doesn't twitch nor let up-revealing nothing of his ire towards the three adults. Not wanting to add more innocent corpses on his list of dead bodies, the boy beams. '-I need to distract them quickly...'

"No need~ If you do that you guys can't play as much with me." He then childishly pouts, chubby cheeks puffing for extra measure. "We snuffed out the traitors already, didn't we?" Pointing at himself, Takemichi grinned as he sees lanky arms reach for his sides. "I want a reward!"

The young boy allows himself to be placed on Mikey's lap, unminding the amused chuckles of Sanzu and Kokonoi.

Mikey's insomniac appearance didn't garner any negative reaction from the younger Sano, who only giggles. Instead, the older Sano stares unblinkingly at his little brother before slightly tilting his head to the side.

"I'll give you anything you want."

Ocean blue eyes crinkled in delight as he leaned forward, gently placing his forehead on Mikey's with gentleness.

Beautiful ocean blue orbs locked with pitch abyssal black ones.

"I want a whole day with Mikey-nii!"

"I'm all yours then, Mitchy."

He considered the small smile on the older Sano's usually emotionless face a win.

Hanagaki Takemichi learned to live as Sano Takemitchy.

He worried at first that posing as a ten year old around the most dangerous men in society would wound up with him dead.

He is proven wrong when he realizes there is more to Sano Takemitchy than just being the little brother of Sano Manjirou.

Takemichi respected a little boy named Sano Takemitchy from the bottom of his heart.

See, after Takemichi woke up as Takemitchy, he gained the young child's memories in life. And from there the adult male learns of the younger boy's trials and tribulations in life. He learns that Takemitchy was a child from troubling circumstances.

Takemitchy had a mother who was hooked on drugs, leading to a turbulent life of constantly on the move and parental neglect. The young boy having to see adults come over and snort white substances, turning into a completely different versions of themselves.

Takemitchy learned early on to hide when the parties happen, to fend for himself when the adults around him clearly couldn't.

Even when his mother unceremoniously drops him off at the Sano Dojo with little to no explanation, the young boy never complained.

Eight years old and abandoned, Takemitchy was unfazed at the odds stacked against him.

There lived one old man in the huge Sano household. He was kind enough to take Takemitchy in without questions, didn't question the blood of Sano flowing in him. He gave Takemitchy roles in the house and was always satisfied that the young boy was not only polite but a quick learner.

Takemichi learns that at eight years old, Takemitchy already envisioned his goals in life.

The young boy would always draw in his spare time, doodling a simple house by the sea.

Takemitchy wanted nothing in life but to live a quiet life by the sea. To live by himself surrounded by pets and always close to the sea to hear its calming waves.

That's why the youngest Sano never complained with whatever task the elder gave him. Takemitchy wholeheartedly believes that by being in the good graces of his grandfather, he can live a normal life and work for his goals like any other driven individuals without having to worry for food, safety and shelter.

However, good things must always come to an end.

Takemitchy noticed the deteriorating health of his grandfather, and worried for the future.

Little Takemitchy didn't waste any time, quickly going back to his room to begin thinking his next steps.

At eight years old, he enters the rooms of his other siblings. He deduced that two of them were dead, and the living one was out of contact. He calmly predicts that he might be thrown in an orphanage once his grandfather dies. To which Takemitchy doesn't lament on, anything was better than being shoved back in with his drug addict of a mother.

However, Takemitchy still kept on revisiting the rooms and absorbing any information he could get. He spends sleepless nights looking through albums and coaxing his weakening grandfather to tell stories of his 'siblings'. He did so with the intention of replicating his dead siblings' characters if ever the living one, Sano Manjirou, decides to show up and take him in.

Little Takemitchy knew he can never fully imitate his dead siblings, and only focused on getting an overall feel to their basic gestures and facial expressions.

All for the sake of surviving.

Most people would be frightened of how calculating and calm the eight year old was being, but Takemichi only cried for the little boy.

Because Takemichi sees that Takemitchy never actively harms anyone, despite the brilliance of his mind-he never boasts or has driven ambitions to trample on others. No, Sano Takemitchy genuinely only wanted a quiet life by the sea. That was all his little heart desired.

That's why, when Takemichi wakes up as Takemitchy, the deceased twenty six year old wept for the ten year old.

The executives were all surprised to see the usually unfazed and cheery Takemitchy crying himself to exhaustion when they arrived at the scene.

Even when forced to live in Bonten, Takemitchy never let up his fears to anyone-having a solid control of his emotions and knowing just how much can he take advantage of the new privileges' given to him as Sano Manjirou's little brother. The same boy who never complained when his older brother calls for a tattoo artist to have the symbol of Bonten tattooed around his neck. Never uttered a word of complaint at the blood and gore around him.

Sano Takemitchy single handedly became the strongest person Takemichi ever knew.

And Takemichi vowed to achieve the little boy's dreams.

-As well as his own, to see his wife one more time.

Slowly but surely, the silence and gentle rocking from the car along with the pats on his back lulls Takemichi into unconsciousness. Once his soft snores filled the car, Mikey opens his mouth.

"Sanzu." The reply was immediate.

"Yes boss?"

"Kill the families. Harvest their organs as well." A beat of silence, and Mikey adds as an afterthought. "Give the wives to Rindo and Ran."

Sanzu's grin and wide manic eyes was nothing short of insane. "It will be done, my king."

"Poor little Takemitchy, and he tried so hard to distract us too." Koko's twisted smirk widens. "It's always cute to see him try though. Can't get enough of our little sunshine and his endearing antics."

"Bonten is your only home, Mitchy."

The fearsome leader of Bonten softly murmurs, only adjusting his hold on his younger sibling who peacefully sleeps away-oblivious to the all encompassing darkness in his older brother's unblinking gaze..

"I am your everything."

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