Walking hastily down the stairs, Mikey continuously kept telling Draken not to ask Y/n, but it went through one ear and out the other. In other words, to no avail. "Hey! I've spent 3 years avoiding her, I'm not gonna stop now just 'cause you can't take no for an answer." He said, more aggressively than he had ever been.
Ignoring him, Draken had no interest in what he had to say. Mostly because they've been tolerating such childish behavior for so long. 'They' being the entirety of Toman. "I don't give a shit." He said as he walked out the house, leaving an angry Mikey by the door.
Mikey dropped both of his arms to his sides, Takemichi standing right next to him. "This is my house! And I choose whoever goes in and out!" He shouted.
But Draken still walked to the alley y/n was spotted, peering into it before entering it. He walked right in, which meant she was still there. "Well, good thing we're not going into your damned house."
Mikey bit down on his teeth harshly and grumbled under his breath.
It was clear to see that Y/n was his mortal enemy, even if Takemichi couldn't tell why. And for someone to spite a gang leader just that much, it terrified him. Was that tranquil look in the Sohaya leader's face just a facade? "Is she that bad?" He asked and looked over at Mikey.
Mikey was about to explain in detail how wretched that woman was to him, but he stopped himself when a voice grew closer.
"Draken, you don't understand, I can't go near that asshole. He doesn't even allow me within 5 feet from him."
Mikey's eyes filled with dread as soon as the girl he had spoken so ill of had walked into his viewpoint. She was being dragged by her wrist to Mikey's house and in some moments, she didn't even seem to object.
"I sure did." Mikey said, matter-of-factly.
Y/n pulled her wrist away from Draken's tight grip l and stared at the face she hadn't seen in 2 whole years.
"You are being such a child about this." Draken stated. "It's dumb. The entire situation is stupid."
"It's because she—" Mikey paused.
She mockingly raised her eyebrows, teasingly asking him to continue as if he were a child or something.
That action alone caused his hand to curl into a fist, his jaw clenching furiously.
Eventually, he caved and huffed, banging his head on the doorway of his house.
She rolled her eyes humorously. "Well, this was a complete waste of time. So, excuse me while I go about enjoying my day." Y/n smiled and took a step back. "After all, it's hard to talk to a child who's been holding the same childish ass grudge for three years." She turned around and began to walk back to where she originally was.
At this point, Takemichi was genuinely afraid she had a serious death wish or something. To go toe to toe with a president of a famous biker gang was pure suicidal at this point.
But he then started getting confused about why Mikey was refusing to throw any punches or kicks at her. "You know, that's a lot of talk coming from a traitor to Toman." Mikey stated.
There it was.
Now, Mikey was approaching her, defying his very rule that he made of the distance between them. He faced her back for a while.
But not for long.
She turned slowly, her brows furrowed. "A traitor? Really?" Y/n asked in disbelief, just to emphasize how unbelievable that prediction is. "If anyone's a traitor, it's Mr. Michael over here, who's saved every male ass in the entire nation. But as soon as his female friend asks for help, because of something he did wrong, he's suddenly too big of a coward."
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EVERLASTING || manjiro sano
Fanfiction"i've known her all my life, that's why i can't get her away from me" in a time of crisis, mikey gives in and calls y/n to help him with his gang. she's known as his childhood friend, who mikey can't get away from. but everyone knows it's more than...
