lets end it
"great future isn't it."
"Everyone is doing well...except you."
"Hey man shut your mouth or I'll kill you"
The gun was shoved further into Takemichi's cold cheeks
"Leave us Sanzu."
"got it."
The silence was much louder than the bustling city until the ebony haired man decided to speak up.
"Mikey kun, it was all thanks to you because you protected everyone. Therefore, it's now my turn to save you."
BANG
The tense atmosphere was ruptured in a matter of seconds and Takemichi's time was limited. Mikey's stone cold expression never faltered however on the inside, his mind and heart was on the verge of submerging completely into a dark void.
"Your long journey ends now and so does mine."
Whispering the last part, the conversation he had with you last night popped up into his head but he was far too in pain to care
All that was left was to fling off his burdens and problems by letting gravity do its thing. Giving one last tired but sorry look towards Takemichi who was clutching onto his bleeding chest, he headed out to the rooftop.
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"How's the view from the top Mikey?"
"Its beautiful brother...."
He reminisced of the past where he knew nothing of the harsh and cold reality, where he could live as a child but also where he was free. All his sufferings he carried on his back were now taking a toll on him, he wanted to end it when he was determined to. With a deep breath of the cold, crisp air filling his lungs, he yelled
"LETS DO THIS EVERYONE!!!"
A cheeky smile was plastered on his face as he fell freely with his eyes closed
"MIKEY NO!"
The yells from underneath were reaching to his ears
"If you die, I'll revive you and kill you myself."
A sudden thought was displayed in his head, it was you again, the person who stayed beside him all this time.
"sorry, y/n chin. I'll make it up for you in my next life. take care"
His thoughts were cut off when he felt a tight grip around his skinny wrist, leading him to jolt his eyes open. Up above, holding Mikey's wrist was Takemichi. A pang on the chest was felt and hot tears were streaming down Mikey's cold, pale face. The person who he had just ruthlessly shot was trying to interfere with his plan to die.
"MIKEY GRAB ON!"
"takemichi... i literally just shot you"
"SHUT UP AND GRAB ON!"
"takemichi please, let go... im too tired, let me rest-"
"SHUT UP, YOU ALWAYS KEEP YOUR THOUGHTS TO YOURSELF AND NEVER TELL US HOW YOU FEEL! OI MANJIRO, JUST SAY IT ONCE AND I'LL DEFENITELY COME AND SAVE YOU! WE'RE NOT FRIENDS FOR NOTHING FOR FUCKS SAKE!"
"takemichi... PLEASE SAVE ME!"
The two had tears and snot streaming down their faces, relief had washed all the darkness down when Mikey had finally expressed his real thoughts however, Takemichi was on the verge of ascending to heaven. The brightness of his pure eyes were slowly fading, his skin was become paler and paler each minute but most important of all, his grip on Mikey was slowly loosening.
Just as Takemichi was about to fall unconscious, a blurry image of a pink haired man was pulling Mikey up.
"TAKEMICHI WAKE UP"
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A sharp pain surged through Takemichi's body, leading him to jolt his eyes open. He was currently laid down on the back seat of a car
"So your finally awake stinky boy."
Sanzu scoffed but he was internally grateful that Takemichi was able to hold on until he got there
"Sanzu, be nice."
Takemichi's eyes darted to the familiar voice
"MIKEY!"
"hey, takemichi im glad your awake"
Tears had welled up in Takemichi's eyes once again as he remembered the incident at the bowling alley. However, what lead the tears to turn into a waterfall was just by looking at Mikey. The once bright, healthy boy had turned all too skinny with pale skin and dark eye bags. Mikey was in his worst state while trying to protect his friends.
"Mikey kun, please come back to us... we're all waiting for you with open arms. please" The blue eyed man was able to speak his thoughts by holding back the second wave of tears that were about to spill
"takemichi... i dont know if i can. i can't abandon Y/N chin."
"We can persuade her right?!"
"Oi snot boy, she would probably kill you the second she see's you. Her screws are even more loose than mine." The pink haired man scoffed once again.
"Were you on our side?"
"Wherever Mikey is, I will follow with no doubt."
"She did say something about her having two lives and each time she's revived, her personality changes... or something. But the thing is, she told me that when she was drunk."
"She used up one of her lives when Kisaki hit her, if thats correct, she would have one more chance to live and that would explain why her demeanour drastically changed!"
"So we have to kill her..."
"If we kill her, then she would wake up with her calm personality..."
"Welp, this is a gamble"
"Shut up Sanzu"
"Would this plan work?"
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A hail of bullets were shot your way, grazing your cold cheeks.
"Ahaha so I see my comrades have turned against me... How bitter"
Your chuckle echoed all the way through the dark chapel
"Will I have any regrets while killing you all? I don't really know... after all, you were the ones to turn your backs on me"
Heavy breathings were heard as you started to reload your gun
A blood bath was about to be created
unedited
wow its been a century since i updated... sorry guys i was pretty busy with school and stuff hope yall understand
anyways this book is going to end in a few chapters, stay tuned!
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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