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"Hey Mikey I heard that Rokuhara is planning to kill Draken"
The blondes figure stiffens as he heard the name of his best friend that he walked away from.
"What do you mean"
You shrugged as you thought deeply
"Possibly that they want to reel you in and defeat you to take over our gangs. They probably want to attack you when you're at the most emotionally vulnerable state. Oh and stop eating my fucking parfait"
"We'll visit them personally at the date they're planning to kill Ken chin. And did i ever tell you that food taste the best when you steal it from someone else"
As the two of you continued to bicker, it was pretty clear that there was a hint of worry, discomfort and anger displayed in the depths of your eyes. It was pretty clear that the death of Draken would affect you tremendously especially when your sanity is hanging on the edge of a crumbly cliff. One more passing and who knows what could happen. The thick blanket that is currently compressing your emotions from splattering all over the place, would most likely fly off like light weight, leading all your screws to become much more loose.
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The night of Draken's murder
"FORTE, FORTISSIMO!"
The loud yells of Souths shoutings echoed throughout the parking lot as he ruthlessly beat up whoever was in his way. South's plans were going accordingly, Draken was in the ambulance fighting for his life as Rokuhara Tandai and Brahman were having a bloody brawl. All that was left was for Mikey to come and cry over the death of his best friend. Even if Mikey isn't affected by Drakens death, South thought he could win his way over just by his strength. After all, the bitter defeat he experienced while fighting you rattled his mind to the core and lead him to bulk up and become stronger. He was confident he would overpower you and Mikey.
Rain fell heavily from the sky and infused with all the bloody splattered on the ground. A huge blood bath was created as the Haitani brothers basked in the screams of their opponent, Kakucho and Shion giving everyone a newly unrecognisable face. Mochi.... He had no thoughts at all.
"SOUTH I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF!"
The former founding member of the Black Dragons was blinded by rage and irrationally picked a fight with the tall teen. As South was about to land a heavy hit on Akashi's nearing figure, the loud impulses deafened everyones ears. The blinding glares of the headlights became clearer as the two expected deities arrived at the scene. The leader of Kanto Manji Gang and Datenshi arrived however, with a whole army lead behind them. The pulse of South's heart quickened as he saw the sea of the men that flooded in so quickly. The size of Datenshi was larger than Rokuhara and Brahman combined with the addition of Kanto Manji Gangs men assisting eachother.
Everyone halted in their actions as they all saw your nearing figure calmly, cutting through the sea of men. They all studied your form. The white spiny wings on the back of the jacket, your bandaged chest, baggy black pants, chunky white boots, a noticeable pin on the left side of the chest and the notorious earrings. Eyes trailed up to your face but to their surprise, it was covered by a dark shadow and dripping with drops of rain. A suffocating silence engulfed the dark parking lot as you continued your way to the ambulance. A sudden slam of the door being opened stiffened everyone up as you stared into the wide eyes of the medics that were busy strapping in Draken.
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Fanfictionis dying a gift or a curse? - Tokyo Rev characters rightfully belongs to Ken Wakui - Character design rightfully belongs to Shikke