MY PRETTY || Tokyo Revengers

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A/N: thank you so much for keeping up with this story, your votes n comments always make my day! <3

Part 2 begins!
(12 years later)

You kicked the door open carelessly, causing it to slam back against the wall, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room.

A man with pink hair appeared in front of you in an instant, gun pointing straight at your head and a smug expression on his face. "Now where do you think you're going, Y/N?"

You gave him a dry look, pulling out your own gun and shoving the barrel over his crotch. "Out of my way, Sanzu."

The two of you stood there glaring at each other for a moment before bursting out laughing, retracting your guns as he put his arm over your shoulder.

You noticed your two brothers resting on the couch, staring at the two of you with judging eyes.

"They do say two idiots make a great pair," Ran blurted out, taking a sip of wine from his glass.

You and Sanzu sat on the large couch across from them, Sanzu's arm still stuck over your shoulders. "Hey Rindo, when's Koko getting here? I'm running out of stock," he grumbled slightly.

"When are you gonna start buying shit with your own money?" You asked, rolling your eyes as you leaned back into him comfortably.

Sanzu ignored your question, waiting for Rindo's response intently.

Rindo sighed, crossing his legs. "Should be coming right about.... now."

As if on cue, Koko walked through the door you had left open after kicking it down earlier.

Sanzu looked at him incredulously before looking down at you. "Y/N, I'm not high am I?"

"You're not," you reassured him, staring at your jellyfish haired brother. "He's just psychic that's all."

Rindo raised his glass to you before taking a sip, smiling proudly to himself.

"Yo, Koko!" Sanzu let go of you, standing up and walking over to Koko.

"You're not getting my black card, you spent this month's allowance already," Koko cut him off before he could say anything, walking past Sanzu and taking his former spot next to you on the couch.

Sanzu stood stumped as Rindo snickered, observing from the side with a teasing gaze a Sanzu shot him a look. "Shut up."

Rindo lifted his hands in mock surrender. "I didn't say anything," he grinned.

"Hey Koko, are we still up for later?" You asked as he grabbed two clean wine glasses from the table, pouring red wine into both before passing you one of them.

He leaned back into the couch, lifting the glass to his lips and taking a sip. "Mhm," he hummed, swirling the drink.

"Where are you two heading off to?" Ran asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Strip club," you replied.

"Gross." Rindo and Sanzu uttered in unison.

"Where's Takeomi-kun?" You asked, ignoring their side comments.

"Doing some business with Mochi, probably." Ran replied, staring at his phone as he tapped away.

"What about Mikey and Kakucho?"

"Kakucho's wherever Mikey is, at least when Sanzu isn't doing that," Rindo mumbled, pushing himself off the couch and toward the pool table. "Up for a quick game, Sanzu?"

Sanzu nodded in silent agreement as he walked over to join Rindo, the two of them picking up a billiards cue as they set up the balls and begun to play.

You checked your watch, seeing that it was already late in the evening and there was someone in specific you were waiting to see at the strip club, specifically for Koko. You looked up at him, downing the last of your wine as you stood up.

"Let's go." You grabbed your handbag as Koko pushed himself off the couch, throwing his arm over your shoulders.

"We'll be off now," Koko called to the rest.

"If I see a scratch on her I'm shoving my gun up your ass," Ran threatened casually, taking another sip of his wine as he didn't even bother looking up from his phone.

Koko snickered, mockingly saluting him with his free hand. "Got it, chief."

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You and Koko walked along the dark streets of Shibuya, heading over towards the strip club you wanted to take him to. He didn't really know why you were so intent on having him tag along, but he wasn't going to complain either, he liked spending time with his childhood friend.

As you walked, your gaze wandered to the different stores closing down for the evening as people rushed home. Suddenly, the door to the shop you were going to walk past opened and out stepped a familiar figure.

Both you and Koko stopped in your tracks as the figure turned around after locking the door, eyes widening the moment they met yours. "Y/N? Kokonoi?"

You grinned, waving at him as if you weren't an executive of Japan's worst gang. "Kazutora-kun! Long time no see."

He bowed slightly. "How've you been?" He asked.

You lifted your hand, wiggling it slightly, "So-so. I see you own a pet shop now."

He nodded, shoving his hands into his coat pockets. His hair was tied up into a messy bun with a few stray hairs framing the side of his face, he looked good. "It's a joint ownership between me and my friend."

"That's nice," you hummed. "Wanna join me and Koko? We're heading for the strip club a couple of blocks here, I can buy you a drink."

He shook his head slightly, offering a polite smile. "Thanks, but I gotta get home."

"Alright, your loss," you shrugged, hand snaking around Koko's waist as you pulled him along with you, waving Kazutora goodbye as you passed him.

"I'm surprised he turned down your offer, Y/N," Koko said.

You shrugged slightly. "I'm not."

"You're the reason he got out of juvenile early yet he turns you down like this," Koko scoffed, clicking his tongue in irritation. "Ungrateful asshat."

"That's rude!" You scolded.

He ignored your comment, jerking his head slightly toward the strip club up ahead. "We're here."

An evil grin formed on your face as you removed his arm from your shoulders, grabbing his wrist and speeding up, pulling him along with you. "Come on! It's almost his turn to perform."

Koko looked at you weirdly, slightly confused. "Who?"

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