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To say they hated each other, was an understatement. The classic "rival gangs" history, with a little twist to it. (y/n) and Ken couldn't stand each other's presence, even when their gangs weren't at war anymore. Mikey always said that there was a possibility of all of this hate be something else, but Draken never believed him. Until the moment he saw (y/n), leader of a rival gang, hanging out with Hanma, a sworn enemy of Toman, at the restaurant he was waiting for Mikey and a few Toman members. A bubbling feeling grew inside of the blonde, enough to bother Ken if he paid attention to something that wasn't (y/n) and Hanma.
- Would you look at that; Draken, long time no see. - (y/n)'s voice was like venom mixed with honey, something sweet but so corruptive. That was one of his most prominent feats in Draken's perspective, along with his mysterious (e/c) eyes, that enchanted anyone who looked. Why was Ken paying so much attention to the guy he hated again?
- I thought your gang didn't have allies or are you with Valhalla now? - Asked Ken, his eyes staying for a bit in the figure beside (l/n), Hanma, that didn't seem bothered by Ken's dangerous eyes on him.
- We don't have, but Hanma is an old friend of mine. Why are you interested? - (y/n) could see the dislike that Draken held for Hanma, almost a bit too much of hate. Of course, it was kind of weird to have that kind of conversation in the middle of the restaurant, but neither seemed to care enough.
- I'm not. Just want to know if we'll have to fight against two gangs instead of one.
- I don't know Ken, - (y/n)'s voice contained much more venom than normal, his eyes sparkling with an unfamiliar interest to Draken. - If I didn't know better, would say you're jealous or something.
- Why would I be jealous of you? - (l/n)'s smile got bigger than before.
- I've never said you were jealous of me, but now I think you are. - He started to laugh at the wide eyes of Ryuguji, taking Hanma's hand on his, and kept going on his way to his table, leaving a fuming Ken behind.
A few minutes later, Mikey and a few Toman members arrived, but even as well, Draken's angry stare stayed on (y/n) and Hanma, that sat on a table a bit far, with a few other people who you could assume, were their friends.
- Ken-chin. - Mikey's voice took Draken out of his thoughts and looking at the shorter blonde's confused stare, Ken couldn't help but wonder.
- What?
- Why are you staring at that table so much? Still with your hate game with (y/n)? - A little smile formed on Manjiro's lips as he asked.
- No, and it's not a hate game, I just can't stand him, that's all. - Said Ryuguji, looking once more in (y/n)'s direction, but this time, he saw a pair of (e/c) eyes already staring at him, and a weird, foreign feeling took over Ken. He felt exposed by those (e/c) eyes, but it wasn't exactly bad, and that was the worst part.
