Now and Then: A Second Chance (Various! Tokyo Revengers Characters X OC)

~Intermission Part II~

August 12th, 2003

Misaki, age 12

"Ocean time!" Draken bellowed, zooming down the highway past everyone.

"Hell yeah! This is great!" Shouted Baji as he slowed down his motorcycle to be next to Kazutora. Kazutora chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah! You can feel that sea breeze from here!" 

"Ugh, can we pick up the pace?" Pah then grumbled out as he sat behind Mitsuya on his motorcycle. Mitsuya rolled his eyes. "We can't, remember? 'Cause he's too slow." he noted, pointing his thumb behind him.

Misaki stared ahead blankly at the other boys at she sat behind Mikey on his scooter. Everyone had stopped to pull over so they could catch up. Once they had, Draken stood from his bike and walked over to us.

"Listen Mikey, how long you gonna keep ridin' that  slow-ass moped? You're our leader. Just switch it out for a bike already."

Mikey sent him a smile with closed eyes before saying, "Hah? This is fine. You talkin' trash about my precious ride, Draken? My CB250T50CC Model Street Hawk?!" 

Draken sent him a deadpanned look, hands on his waist. "No, dude, that's a moped." 

Everyone laughed at Draken's response causing Mikey to pout, Misaki patted at Mikey's  shoulder comfortingly, before turning to Draken. "You know he's stubborn about it." 

Draken grumbled but nodded. Little did he nor anyone else know, she was already in cahoots with Shinichiro, Mikey's older brother. They both thought that  the best birthday present for him was the bike he dreamed of. She had been helping Shinichiro build the bike from scratch at his shop (albeit, it was mostly Shinichiro since he was the pro) as a surprise for a while now. It was actually just finished the other day. 

"HEY, HEY, HEY! The fuck is this?!" They all then heard someone yell. They all turned around to see a biker gang group coming up behind them, wearing The 15th Biker Gang uniforms.

"We got little pissbaby dressed like a gang member ridin' a moped over here!" Shouted one guy with a quaff. 

"Tokyo Manji Gang? Never head of ya." Spoke another boy with slicked back hair. The other members of the group laughed. 

"Yeah, where the hell did you lot wash up from?" 

Misaki frowned at them while Draken and Mikey just sent them blank looks.

"If you brats're gonna play pretend, then do it at home. Stay outta Yokohama." said the one with the slicked-back hair. Baji and Kazutora turned to stare at them, fists clenched. 

"But since we were so lucky to meet you lot...I'll trash that moped for ya. You don't need that shit, right?" said the one with the quaffed hair as he got off of his bike and walked towards Mikey, Misaki and Draken. 

Misaki heard Mikey chuckle before he turned to the member with a smile on his face. "Lay one finger on my street hawk...and I'll kill you, okay?" 

"Huh?" Misaki heard the gang member say as he stared at Mikey. They had a stare off for a moment before the older biker laughed awkwardly and walked back to his bike.

"...Ah, whatever. If we see you around Yokohama again...we'll torch all your bikes. Go home and study, losers."

They watched them all zoom off on their bikes. 

"Well? We gonna follow them and kick their asses?" Said Baji. Kazutora nodded, a large smile on his face. "Sounds good to me! Since there's only like ten of 'em, that means an instant win for us."