TOKYO REVENGERS (MIKEY X DRAKEN) ONE-SHOTS (ANGST)

Just One Night

Synopsis:

Those days where he used to laugh and smile everyday, those days where he was always surrounded by his friends, those days where he wished would never end. The memories came back to him as he realized the person inside. It's his best friend, Kenchin.

He's in front of him.

Mikey felt dizzy right now, he thought he might faint. The nausea that he had earlier came back to him. This is too much. He wanted to leave so bad.

"Help me, Kenchin." Mikey quietly whispered.

As if hearing his name being called, Draken looked out from the window and their gazes locked with each other.

Or

Mikey accidentally met Draken after 12 years of no contact.

A/N: OK, I've finally managed to finish it.This event take place during Bonten Arc.  With this, I think I've done most versions of Mikey. This one take longer to write because I'm trying so hard to understand both of them in this timeline and I don't know if I actually did a good job at it. However, I'm actually happy with it so I hope you guys enjoy it too.

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He twists and turns on the bed, trying to find a better position for him to sleep in but no matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to find the will to close his eyes and drift to sleep. The sleeping drugs he always used were run out, and the new ones that Sanzu gave to him made him nauseous and awake more than anything else. He probably took more than the necessary amount, who knows? He never bothered to count.

The bed he's lying on was too big for him alone. A king sized bed befitting a crime lord. It's cold. It's lonely. He was tired. He felt sick. It's in the middle of the night and while most people should've already entered dreamland, he's left alone in the wake of consciousness.

At one point, he had enough. He rose up from his bed and almost stumbled from the nausea slowly overtaking his system. He steadied himself and walked to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, he studied his face. Dark eyebags, pale face, chapped lips. His white hair contributes to his already ghostly features. Horrible. He looked at himself in disgust and almost gagged.

It seems the pills don't sit well in his body. He turned on the tap and splashed water on his face, calming himself before leaving.

He left his room. Sanzu, who was on guard duty immediately noticed his presence. "Where are you going, Boss?"

No idea. At least not here, not to that lonely room, not to that cold bed. Anywhere else but here. He finally answered. "A walk."

Sanzu raised an eyebrow at his answer but he nodded. "Very well." He had already started walking towards the storage room to prepare some necessities, such as a gun and a knife. You never know when the enemies are gonna be lurking when they're outside.

"I'm going alone. Don't follow me." Mikey's voice stayed firm and Sanzu stopped in his tracks, questioning his decision. A rash decision if he would say so himself. After all, Mikey was the most wanted criminal in Japan. Sure, he could protect himself just fine but he'd never go anywhere without someone accompanying him, until now. Seeing that Sanzu doesn't even offer a reply, Mikey looks him dead in the eye before continuing his steps outside. "I'll be back soon."

Sanzu quickly pulls himself together and chases the disappearing figure. Still holding a fully loaded gun, he quickly handed it over. "Then at least bring a gun with you, Boss."

Mikey spared a glance at the weapon but he didn't put any effort to take it. "No need. I can handle myself."

"But Boss.."