Bonten's Advisor

Twenty One

"Did I forget something?" You ask, genuinely wondering if you did forget something inside the store.

"No no, nothing like that," He huffed out, grateful that you hadn't driven off yet. He stood tall on the edge of the footpath, looking down at you as you were sitting on the motorbike. He looked around quickly. "You said that Bonten goes to your club from time to time right?"

You nod your head. "Yeah, why?"

"Can you give this to the boss?" Draken hands you a slip of paper, folded neatly. 

"You do realise that it could get me killed?"

"Surely not, it's just paper. But tell him it's from Draken, surely that'll prevent you from getting killed," He laughed an awkward laugh, scratching the back of his neck, giving you a small smile. "Please, I haven't spoken to him in 10 years."

You sighed out deeply. It was honestly not a huge task for you to just accept the letter from Draken and give it to Mikey. If anything, it was an easy task. But you were worried, for Mikey's wellbeing if he was to get the letter from Draken. It might make him worse. You were torn as to what you should do. Reluctantly, you pushed your hand forward, as Draken placed the letter into your hand. 

"Thanks Hana, I owe you one," Draken stated. "He's not going to reply back, so you don't have to worry."

"I see," You said quietly. You placed the letter into your pant pocket.

"Aren't you going to wear a helmet? You really ought to," Draken stated, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Nah, I'm good. I know what I'm doing." You stated. 

Don't want to hear that from someone who still does the same. You thought, laughing on the inside.  

"Anyways, I got to go. I'll come back for another service when I need it," You exclaimed, giving him a small eye smile. 

"Of course, see you around," He answered back, giving you another smile. You leaned forward and turned the accelerator on the bike handle as the engine revved. You checked the right side mirror before turning on the main road. You were immediately stopped at the traffic light, where you leaned back to sit up, placing your foot down on the road. Waiting for the light to turn green, you realised a police car was pulling up closely next to you. 

"You need to wear a-" You didn't even let him finish his sentence, as you ignored the red light and zoomed forward away from the police car. Immediately the sirens echoed through your ears as it followed closely. You bobbed and weaved around the cars on the road, zooming further and further away from the cop car. You glanced at your rearview mirror and noticed the cop car was in the near distance. You looked around and took a quick turn into another major road, as it led onto the highway. You recognised the highway immediately. You drove on the highway for about 10 minutes, before taking a small turn to get off the highway. Soon enough, you were off the main roads and you drove into the smaller roads. You knew your way around the area like the back of your hand by now, after spending about most of your teenage life living here. You slowed the bike down to a halt, before parking into the small area undercover. You stepped off the bike and looked at where you had driven to. 

It was your old apartment, where you had lived with Sanzu for a couple of years, and where the first Christmas party was that you had attended. You smiled to yourself, as you walked around the perimeter of the building before walking up the stairs and towards your old apartment. You just stood there in front of the door, as plenty of memories flowed in. You smiled to yourself, as you turned around and looked over the night sky and the small lights in the near distance. 

You walked back down the stairs and towards the bike. You had enough time on your hands, so you decided to take a quick drive around the nearby area. Turning the engine back on, you drove to the shrine, where all your Toman adventures began. Parking your bike at the bottom of the stairs, you walked the treacherous climb before reaching the top, a little huffed out. You walked through the torii (gateway) before making your way to the far end of the flat area. Looking around and seeing nobody, you walked to the elevated staged area, where Mikey would often make his announcements from. You sat down on the top step, and placed your two hands behind you, propping you up as you looked up at the dark night sky, with the only source of light being the full moon.