𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞 | Yandere Tokyo Revengers x Reader

16.

❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. ❞

﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉

--* Warehouse

     You sneered, "I mean look at you, you're what 17? 18? It doesn't matter, you should be in school, no? I bet you really disappointed your parents, if they haven't cut off all contact with you that is."

     Osanai clenched his fists after hearing your words and stepped forward, "well then, what are you doing with your life? Hm? What, did you join Toman just to be surrounded by guys? Slut."

     "Actually, for your information, I'm here to-"

     Before you were able to finish, you felt a punch land on your stomach. The force behind Osanai's punch pushed you back and knocked the wind out of you, leaving you gasping for air.

     Moebius's leader chuckled after seeing your figure on the ground, "I heard you were a fight with Moebius."

     You propped yourself up onto your elbows and tried to regain your normal pace of breath. After a few painful gasps for air, you were able to get back onto a somewhat normal steady breathing pace.

     While Osanai went on about god knows what, you searched for your knife. You were 100% sure that you had brought it with you, in your hand at first. However, you knew that you placed it somewhere else later, so right now you were pretty defenseless. But gladly, two princes were able to save and protect you. Just kidding, it was the commander, Mikey, and Draken. They both seemed really pissed at what happened.

     'I swear, I will plummet the Osanai bastard down to hell,' Mikey cursed, his blood boiling.

     Draken whispered something into Mikey's ear before standing in front you, blocking your view of what might happen.

     "This is war," Osanai raised his head.

     'This guy has big ego for someone who's about to get his ass beat,' Draken thought before stepping closer to you and looking around, keeping a view on all the people that surrounded the few Toman members.

     "You brought a lot of people just to ambush some middle schoolers," you were able to hear Mikey's amused tone. "You're just as shitty I imagined you'd be Osanai-kun."

     "Huh?! Can't hear ya. You're too shrimpy!"

     You saw your knife on the floor, it was reflecting the rays of light that shined through the holes and cracks of the warehouse.

     "Stay behind me [Y/n], I- we don't want you to get hurt," Draken whispered to you, his back stayed facing you.

     You rolled your [e/c] eyes, 'I'm not that weak, jesus.'

    Waiting for a moment when there weren't any Moebius members, you decided to scurry over and clutch onto the knife. In all reality, you just wanted to participate in the fight, you didn't want to seem pathetic or just someone that drags the gang down. It would be disappointing to your ego and your uncle.

     The blade was now in your hand, the sharp side of the [f/c] blade made the sunlight bounce off the material. A few heads turned and it caught Osanai's attention.

     "Oh, I see that the slut isn't dead yet huh? Guess I wasn't harsh enough on her, she's stronger than that one guy's girlfriend, tch," he stated.

     You walked over to him, hiding your blade behind your back, "that's hella fucked up you know."

     "And how would you know?"  Osanai chuckled arrogantly as he raised a fist.