#izana sano

⌕ tokyo revengers - izana kurokawa.

Warning: cursing, pet names, affection, dirty talk but not describe

Pairing: baji x reader, Mikey x reader, ran x reader, Rindou x reader, kazutora x reader, chifuyu x reader, Draken x reader, izana x reader, kakucho x reader

… 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

𝐖𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝...

≡ Shinichiro finally noticed you

⌕ I m a g i n e s !

♡... 𝑭𝒕. Shinichiro Sano and special participation by Izana Kurokawa!

⚠︎!! explicit smut,unprotected s♡x, virg♡nity loss, school bathroom s♡x, oral, overstimulation, bl♡wjob, smoking, petnames (baby, honey)... I think that's all?

On that day that seemed to be just another day full of boredom, not many people had gone to school because it was a week after the holidays, but, you were there with your friends, you realized that they didn't give a damn about you, for that reason you ended up walking away and going to some corner of the classroom where you could be alone, as you didn't have classes that day, you just stood there passing a colorless nail polish on your nails anxious to finally leave that stupid place, everything was really boring until someone walked through the door in the class, Shinichiro Sano, a grade above you, you had already talked a few times before and you had a huge crush on him, so you laid eyes on the taller one, you had already noticed him a few times, but, you knew that despite being extremely extroverted, he was shy when it came to girls and you also faithfully believed that you would not have a chance with that boy, he is handsome, tall, affectionate and cute, you always have him in your thoughts, every time Shinichiro spoke to you he was extremely kind.

Shinichiro came to bring the message from the another teacher, since they had nothing to do in the classroom, it was better that they practice some sport or something, you thought it was a waste of time, but it was the same with the rest of your class, arriving at the place of sports, you sat apart from the rest, continuing to manage your nails and listening to songs, your playlist had just started when Shinichiro sat down next to you.

"What are you doing here, alone? Have your friends left you out again?" Shinichiro approached you, making you take off your headphones and pay attention to him, you could only notice how handsome he was and that made you a little intimidated.

"They're like... boring as fuck! but I really don't give a shit, how about you? Why are you here?" You replied despondently, looking away and putting your songs aside.

"I saw you alone and I came to keep you company! I don't want to see you so sad" He smiled, Shinichiro looked confident and shy at the same time, you could see a bit of nervousness on the taller one's face.

"Hmm? Okay... Seriously, I really wanted to go somewhere more secluded, don't you know any places?" You questioned him, watching the other people from afar.

"Hmmm? I know a place! Do you want to go with me?" He looked at you after thinking a bit, wondering if you really wanted to go with him.

"I honestly am hating being here..."

"I think it's best that no one sees us going together, so go to the bathroom behind the court and wait for me, understand?"

"Bathroom?" You laughed, questioning him about the location.

Shinichiro laughed and you got up, quickly going to the aforementioned place without get other people's attention, that bathroom had been disabled for a few years, so no one went in there, unless you had the key, as you obviously didn't get it, you waited for Shinichiro, who arrived soon after.

"Do you have the key to this place, Shinichiro?"

"...I have my secrets, baby." Sano responded immediately, taking the keys out of one of his coat pockets.

He opened the door, first looking to see if anyone was around, but there was just you and him.

"What a strange place!" You spoke in a low tone while looking at the abandoned bathroom.

"We can leave here if you want..."

"Oh, Shini, whatever! We should go into one of the cabins, someone can come in here."

"It's quite impossible for anyone to enter here, but... Since you want to enter, let's go."

You and Shinichiro entered one of the cabins, the place was tight, for that reason you were getting closer and closer, at that moment, you started to see Shinichiro with different eyes, you knew the sudden approach was getting him a little excited, but obviously he wasn't going to show it, he seemed to want something, but he didn't know what to do, so, you got even closer to him, when he finally took the courage to hold your waist and give you a small kiss.

"I-I'm so sorry! I don't know why I did it!" Nervousness took hold of him, as he had never had a girl in his hands before.

"Shini? Hey, no need to apologize, I... want to." You reciprocated the kiss, this time, it became longer and the kisses were getting more and more "warm", you held the chain around Shinichiro's neck while kissing him, he gently ran his hand over your body, making you sigh a few times.

After a few kisses, he gently held you by the waist again and placed you on top of a small counter inside the cabin, staying between your legs while kissing you, at that moment you realized that he put more strength into the touch, also feeling how excited he was while he was between your legs you could feel how hard he was, he was itching to try you, you knew that if they did something, it would have to be quick, so, even though you were still a virgin, you didn't waste time at that moment with Shinichiro.

"Shini, S-shini? P-please"

"Baby? You want to stop?"

"No! Please, I want more!"

"Hmm? More?"

"I-I want you, Shini."

"I don't want to give you the wrong impression..."

"N-no, baby, I want to lose my virginity with you..."

"B-baby, you should expect someone special!"

"You are special to me, Shinichiro, please, I'm so horny, only you can satisfy me."

The fact that you wanted to lose your virginity to him just made him even more horny and more willing to fuck you, when he realized that you really wanted him, Shinichiro just stopped talking, he started kissing you with even more desire and put his hand inside your pants, gently jerking you off over your panties, when he started to feel you were wet enough "So pretty, baby!" he just pulled your panties aside and started touching your clit, after you started moaning even more he gently put his fingers on you.

"...Mmm, baby? I promise to be careful."

You were already horny, almost begging him to fuck you, you just moaned softly begging for his dick, so, answering your request, Shinichiro gently made you touch. "Can you handle a dick that big, or nah?" You just nodded your head in affirmation, he was already extremely turned on so he started to put it on you carefully, when you got used to his dick he started to be faster and go deeper and deeper, holding her mouth so no one can hear her moans, "That tight pussy belongs to me, only I can fuck you like that, cum for me honey" He said as he worked hard, he just wanted to make you have your first orgasm, so Shinichiro really put effort into what he was doing.

"F-fuck, can I cum in your mouth?Please" He asked you when he was about to reach his peak, you quickly accepted, giving him a blowjob before he cumming, you knew what you were doing so you just made the taller one let out some moans and melt in your mouth.

You still had some time, so Shinichiro refused to try your pussy taste, he really wanted to use his tongue at that moment, but, when he started to lick your clit and penetrate you again with his fingers, some motherfucker knocked on the door, Shinichiro was sure it was his brother, Izana Kurokawa, Izana had become a fucking smoker and used to go to that bathroom for a smoke sometimes.

"Fuck! stay quiet, baby, I won't stop" He made you stay quiet while he finished what he was doing, when you finally came in his mouth, Shinichiro and you got dressed and left the bathroom.

"What the hell is that, Shinichiro?"

Word count — 1,911 Character(s): Izana Kurokawa x reader Warning: None Note: Keeping the drabbles based on THIS going. Hope it’s some y'all enjoy. Izana is actually my favourite characters other than Mikey and Chifuyu.

The rain starts just as you unlock the door to your Airbnb, the downpour echoing against the roof like a drumbeat. You sigh, shaking out your umbrella before stepping inside, your shoes clicking against the hardwood floor before you slip them off. The place is cozy; smaller than in the pictures, but warm, with soft lights and a lingering scent of cedarwood. The thought of a quiet weekend away from the chaos of the city filled you with relief. Of all the weekends to rain. I just wanted some peace and quiet.

And then you hear a sound.

Your stomach tightened as you turned toward the noise. Lounging on the couch, as if he owned the place, was Izana Kurokawa. His pale lavender eyes flickered to you, unreadable yet sharp, and a smirk tugged at his lips as he stretched, his white hoodie riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of his toned abdomen.

“You’re late,” he said lazily, rolling his neck as he shifted into a more comfortable position.

You blinked, completely thrown off. “Late for what?”

His smirk widened as he pulled his phone from his pocket and flipped it toward you. An email confirmation stared back at you: your name and his, both listed as guests for the same Airbnb rental.

Your stomach dropped. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Afraid not,” he drawled, tilting his head in amusement. “Looks like the owner double-booked.”

You groaned, rubbing your temples. He always did enjoy pushing my buttons. Of all people, it had to be Izana. He’s an enigma, unpredictable and untouchable, the kind of man who moved like smoke. Rumor had it he could disappear without a trace, leaving chaos in his wake. Impossible to grasp, dangerous when inhaled too deeply. He’s also the last person you’d ever expect to be caught in an Airbnb mix-up with.

Izana watched you with open amusement, his gaze tracing over you as if he found your frustration endearing, like a cat toying with a particularly amusing mouse, curious to see how you’d react next.

“Guess we’re roommates now,” he mused, standing up and stretching again. “I call dibs on the bed.”

“No way!” You crossed your arms. “We can’t both stay here.”

He raised a delicate eyebrow. “You gonna kick me out?”

You hesitated. The weather outside was merciless, and despite how much he irritated you, you weren’t heartless enough to send him out into a storm or foolish enough to think he'd go. Izana must have sensed your weakness because he stepped closer, just enough for you to catch the faint scent of his cologne: warm, something like sandalwood and citrus, intoxicating in a way you didn’t want to admit.

“Relax,” he murmured. “I don’t bite.”

You scoffed, stepping away from him. “Fine, you can stay. But we set some ground rules.”

He chuckled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Sure thing. Whatever makes you feel safe.”

The first few hours were tolerable, though Izana seemed to enjoy testing your patience. He sprawled across the couch like a king on his throne, flipping through channels with no real interest in watching anything. Every now and then, his eyes drifted toward you, sharp and assessing, like he’s peeling away layers just to see what lies beneath.

When dinner rolled around, you realized there’s only one portion of instant ramen left in the pantry. You stared at the single packet in horror while Izana leaned against the kitchen counter, smirking at your predicament.

“I’ll fight you for it,” he offered, mischief dancing in his eyes.

You glared. “I found it, it's mine.”

His grin widened, and before you could react, he snatched the packet off the counter, holding it above his head.

“Izana!” You jumped, reaching for it, but he’s taller, faster, and annoyingly smug. He dangled it just out of reach, watching in amusement as you struggled.

“Say please,” he teased.

You scowled. “Over my dead body.”

His laughter was soft, almost boyish, and for a second, you forgot why you’re mad. It’s disarming, so out of character that it made you wonder, just for a moment, who Izana was when no one’s watching, when he isn’t playing a game of control. Eventually, he handed you the ramen with a lazy shrug. “I’m not even hungry.”

You didn’t miss the way his fingers brushed against yours, just for a moment too long. The air between you shifted, something electric buzzing in the space you shared.

` ` `

That night, a power outage plunged the Airbnb into a sudden darkness. You cursed under your breath, fumbling for your phone, but the battery was nearly dead. A sigh escaped your lips as you wrapped yourself in a blanket, staring at the shadowed ceiling. The darkness pressed in, a suffocating blanket.

You hated how easily Izana unsettled you. It wasn't just his presence; it was the way he looked at you, like he could see right through your carefully constructed walls. Why him? Why now? A flicker of fear, quickly suppressed, mixed with an unwanted thrill. You needed to get a grip.

A flicker of light appeared near the door. You turned your head to see Izana, candle in hand, casting eerie shadows across his sharp features. He looked almost unreal in the dim glow, otherworldly in a way that sent a strange shiver down your spine.

“You scared of the dark?” he asked, voice quieter than usual, echoing a night from long ago.

“No,” you huffed.

He hummed, unconvinced. He walked over, placing the candle on the nightstand before sitting on the edge of the bed, too close yet not quite touching you.

“You're sleeping on the couch,” you reminded him, voice wavering slightly.

He leaned in just enough for you to see the amusement dancing in his eyes. “And leave you all alone? What kind of friend would I be?”

Your heart stuttered, heat creeping up your neck. “A normal one.”

Izana laughed, soft and husky. He didn’t move away. Instead, he tilted his head, watching you like a predator sizing up his prey. “You really don’t trust me, huh?”

You swallowed. “Should I?” You'd sworn you wouldn't let anyone get this close again.

For a moment, he didn’t answer. Then, slowly, he reached out, fingers brushing against the loose strand of hair falling over your shoulder. His touch was featherlight, barely there, but it set your skin alight.

“I guess that depends,” he murmured. “Do you want to?” He paused a fraction too long, and for a moment his smirk faded, a hint of something unreadable in his gaze.

The air was thick, charged with something dangerous and thrilling. Your pulse quickened, each breath shallow as warmth spread through your limbs, a mixture of unease and anticipation. The candlelight flickered, casting his sharp features in shifting gold and shadow, and for a moment, you swore he could hear the way your heart stammers in your chest. Izana tilted his head slightly, eyes locked onto yours, and you wondered if he could see the hesitation warring with curiosity in your expression. You should push him away, set clearer boundaries, remind him that this is nothing more than a rental mishap. But you didn’t move. You didn’t pull back.

And neither did he.

The candle flickered, casting shadows that danced along the walls. Izana watched you with a patience that felt more like a challenge, waiting to see what you’d do next. Nothing.

A gust of wind rattled the windows, the storm outside relentless. The room felt smaller, the space between you and Izana charged with an unspoken tension. His gaze never wavered, his fingers tapping lightly against his knee as if waiting for you to break the silence. You wet your lips, the weight of his presence almost suffocating.

"You hesitate too much," he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. "Scared of what might happen if you stop thinking?"

Your breath hitched, but you held his gaze. The question hung in the air, daring you to cross a line neither of you had fully drawn. He moves closer.

The space between you narrows until you can feel the warmth radiating from him, a stark contrast to the cool air pressing in from the storm outside. His hand hovers near your arm, hesitant for the first time tonight. It’s an unspoken invitation, a silent challenge wrapped in the intimacy of flickering candlelight.

Your breath comes quicker, shallow. Your fingers tighten around the blanket draped over your lap, your heart pounding against your ribs as if trying to escape the weight of the moment. Izana studies you, gaze flicking from your parted lips to the uncertainty in your eyes.

“Still thinking?” he murmurs, tilting his head, his voice low, teasing, but there’s something softer beneath it, something unreadable.

You swallow hard, nerves and anticipation twisting in your stomach. Words fail you, but in this charged silence, words were never necessary.

Izana watches you for a beat longer, then slowly, deliberately, his fingers ghost over yours. It’s barely a touch, a whisper of contact that sends a shiver up your spine. His expression remains unreadable, but there’s something unspoken in his gaze, something that tugs at the breath lodged in your throat.

The rain drums against the window, the storm raging on, but inside, time stretches, folding in on itself. His eyes flicker to your lips for a split second, leaning in close enough for you to feel his breath, before meeting yours again, searching.

"Tell me to stop," he murmurs, voice low, velvety in the hush of the room.

But you don’t. You can’t.

The flickering candlelight suddenly goes out, cloaking the room in darkness. The absence of light sharpens every sound, the steady rhythm of the rain, the distant roll of thunder, the quiet hitch in your breath. You sense rather than see Izana still close, his presence an unmistakable heat in the cool, shadowed room. The silence stretches, charged, waiting. Then, a whisper of movement; a shift in weight, the faintest brush of fabric. Before you can think, before hesitation can take root, Izana moves.

His hand curls around the nape of your neck, firm yet unhurried, and then his lips press against yours. The kiss is slow, deliberate, as if he’s testing the weight of the moment, waiting for you to pull away. But you don’t. Instead, your fingers clutch at his hoodie, grounding yourself against the warmth of him as the storm outside rages on.

The wind howls against the windows, rattling the glass, but the world beyond feels distant... insignificant. His other hand finds your waist, fingers splayed against your side, holding you steady as he deepens the kiss, his breath warm and heady. The scent of sandalwood and rain lingers between you, intoxicating, pulling you under.

A shudder runs through you as his thumb traces small circles against your hip, the softest of touches that sends heat curling through your veins. You gasp against his lips, and he takes the opportunity to press closer, the space between you nearly nonexistent. The room is still, save for the quiet hitch in your breath and the faintest hum of satisfaction from Izana.

Then, as if sensing the shift, he pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes dark and unreadable. "Still thinking?" he whispers, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.

Izana, Mikey and Emma: ...

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The gang leader of your boyfriend's rivalry team to a liking to you, his queen.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst to fluff / ( ☆ )

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: yandere theme, jealousy, possessive and obsession, violence, languages, and death threat

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: HELLO! OMG, first of all, I am freaking out (not really) because I don't know how well this is gonna turn out. After all, it's been so long since I last made a one-shot with yandere themes! The last one was Shidou Ryusei's from Blue lock. But it wasn't gonna be half as gore (I think?) as this one! Hopefully, it was okay BUT let me know what you think in the comment! Happy reading xx (E/T known as eye types)

You were in the kitchen eating breakfast when your boyfriend came in 'Hey,' You bid eyeing up from the bowl of milk and cereal towards him. He got out a glass and poured cold water, chugging it down. 'I gotta go, Kakucho called and there'll be a meeting!' He kisses the crown of your head before he left the estate.

You blink a few times looking back at the spot he was at and the front door not far from the kitchen hall. You shrug continue eating, your acrylic nail made a tapping sound against the phone as you scroll using your other hand.

It was late, nearly a quarter of one but still no sign of your boyfriend. Izana was supposed to be exactly thirty minutes ago, max but here you are waiting for him yet the half-Filipino guy never made it back home until a phone call erupted the spacious hall.

'Where are you?'

'Hey, lovey, I don't think I'll be back tonight. There's been a mistake at work and I need to get it done. Kakucho will drop by to get you some food-' The passcode on the door is punched open and the sight of the scarred male arrived.

'He's here, see you!' You hung up the call and get the plastic bag from Kakucho 'Woah, this is a lot!'

'Izana asked me to get an extra, as an apology...' You huff, eyes on the heavy plastic bag 'Would you mind accompanying me?' He was reluctant but nodded nonetheless. 'You get this ready, I'm gonna bring us some fine wine!' You singsong as you skip to the wine restoring cabinet and get the finest wine, the one you got on your birthday.

Kakucho sat on the medium-sized couch whilst you sat on the main couch, getting comfortable 'But don't Izana have works for you?' You asked away, pouring down the wine into his wine cup. He shake his head 'I was done for the night, Izana is occupied because a new gang was requested to do private business with us.' You wiggle your brow at him 'Really, I guess that's why he was so busy the rest of the week.' He hums and bottoms up the drink while you did the same 'Ahh, this is so good! Here!' You gave him the whole bottle and smile lazily 'You should hide or throw it while you can, Izana will be pissed if he knows I drink more than a cup!' You hiccuped

'Already?' Kakucho chuckles and puts aside the wine, away from you. 'But the gang you was talking about, who are they?' He looks up from you, one brow furrowing 'Why do you want to know? Do you even know other gangs other than Tenjiku?' You pout at him 'Izana told me all of his business partners, I wanna know if I know this one!' You hiccup once more. Kakucho walks out to the kitchen to grab a water bottle and handed it to you.

'They're Doncan. Do you know them?' You gulp the drink and wipe off the access from the corner of your mouth 'Oh them - but aren't they like you guys, rivalry?' He handed you a proper napkin once he speaks up 'A new gang formed, and surprisingly gained lots of members in a few months. They wanted to take out the two top Japanese drug organizations. We had no choice but to join hands. It's a win-win situation anyway.' He shrugs gulping down another cup of wine. You look at the half-full glass with lust.

'I want more drink!' You snapped out of your thoughts and slap your face 'Easy Y/n if you hurt yourself I will be responsible for it. You know how Izana is...' You sigh in contempt, laying down on the couch with a faint thud 'My boyfriend is so dreamy! Always putting me first.' Your eyes hooded and sleepy 'You should sleep. I will take care of you until Izana's home.' You hum patting his arm through his suit and yawning 'Thank you Kakucho!'

The sun barely set when you woke up in bed, neatly tucked and hair tied just how you liked it. Your head was a bit sore from liquoring up so you got up but a light nudge held you back. You spun your head around seeing Izana in his sleeping attire with his glasses on and a laptop on his lap. His one hand was around your neck and collarbone while his other hand was used to scroll the sensor. 'You scared me!' You revealed as you turn your body around and went to hug him 'What time is it?'

'Barely seven.' He answered eyes never leaving the screen. He turns to you for a moment plastering a chaste kiss on your side temple 'I'm going to work at eight, not gonna be as busy as the other day so I was wondering if you want to follow me?' Your eyes lighted up, it's been so long - one week since you visited or even set foot inside the building.

'Sure, wake me up when it's time to go!' He hums petting your shoulder and caressing it.

You and Izana arrived at his workplace. The guards lined up already waiting for his arrival. You two got arms lined together as you two strode together inside the entrance.

'Ryo Yamada is inside your office room.' Informed Kakucho, stealing a glance and a quick smile your way. You two went inside the elevator accompanied by three of his men into the room. Two of them waited outside the door and you three get inside.

A man probably around your age neatly sit on the leather couch. His Rolex watch flexing inside the dimmed light room. 'There you are! And I see you bought one of your bitch.'

'Be careful how you speak, this is my fiancé.' Despite feeling stunned by the man's remark, you have a shake with him 'Y/n L/n.' He gladly took your hand placing a gentle kiss on your knuckle 'The pleasure is mine, Ryo Yamada.' Izana tears his face away from you and scoff 'Stand far from my missus, Ryo.' The man laughed, both of his hands beside his head.

'Chill Kurokawa, I won't devour the lady... Yet.' Izana was ready to pounce and forget about all this shitty assists from his gang but you held him back.

'It's okay,' He cooled down, adjusting his tie, and have a seat with the man in front of him, you at the side, half-listening.

Izana was not blind. He could see the look Ryo was giving you. That infamous dirty stare he laid upon his victims. Izana being Izana, he would've killed that man with a snap of his finger but every time you held his hand and assure him, he'll just sigh and try to cool his head down. Key Word: Try.

'Aw, come on don't try so hard and be so lovey-dovey! I might die because of jealousy!' He scowls lowly, eyes hooded over your figure. The tanned hand of Izana had reached for his back pocket where he kept his gun. One wrong move again and he'll shoot without hesitation.

'Now business aside,' He man-spread on the chair, hands over his knees with his eyes bore from you to Izana then back to you 'How long have you two known each other?'

'That was none of your' - He was cut by you 'We met in 2005. Izana just got released from juvenile and he was with my brother. Izana calls it 'Love at the first glance.' You chuckle tearing your eyes from Ryo to Izana to see he had already looked at you. That sharp purple eyes of his relaxed in you.

'That's cringe.' His pupils diverted. Hell no, Izana won't let anyone, he means anyone and not even Kakucho to insult how he fell in love with you. It wasn't cringe or drama-like. It was Izana Kurokawa falling in love with you. No matter what, he won't take comments about how he fell in love with you. His haven and his majesty.

His gaze turns from you to Ryo. A fast motions whistle and a scream erupted inside the soundproof room. Ryo was shot right in the knee. His knee busted open out from his expensive slack. A painful agony scream erupts once more. His eyes were bloodshot.

'F'ckin hell! That hurts!' Izana eyes weren't quiver even one bit. His eyes were steady and plain. 'One wrong move again. And I'll make not to miss that thick skull head of yours.' He planted the gun to his forehead mimicking the 'Bang' sound 'You should've thought about the worst consequences before you came barking at my queen, you pathetic loser.'

'Fuck this useless negotiation. With your gang or without, Tenjiku will remain at the top. You and all that shitty gangs below us can fucking rot in hell.' He finished opening up the door as Ryo's guards rush inside. A blood war was incoming but by that time, Kakucho had made sure to put you and Izana back inside the car and to your mansion.

'That scumbag.' You sighed bringing Izana into a hug. Your hand fished inside your purse to grab a pack of tissue wiping off the warm blood stained off his cheeks and lips.

'He won't get his way with you.' He scoops you in his arms earning a small yelp from you, but once you relaxed you laugh 'He won't. Never will.' Noses touching. His eyes find their way to your E/T ones.