𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄, tokyo revengers

05 this is war, baby

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⌗ notes. baji keisuke *chomp*

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"i brought you here today to talk about moebius," mikey's cold and gravelly voice spoke, washing over the heavy silence of the two combined gangs - kobraz and toman. the two equals stood together as one: bitter. calculating. itching for a fight.

standing on the left of the stage were you and tadami, listening intently to mikey's words, as was the man on his right, draken.

"if they go up against us, it'll mean war. so, i wanna know what you all think," mikey continued, smiling like it was an ordinary conversation and not one that consisted of war talk.

flickering with distraction, your eyes suddenly shot over to two other figures, who stood by the side of the stage. takemichi and mitsuya, who you assumed was giving the latter a run down of the current situation.

which made you wonder, why was takemichi even here if he had no idea what was going on? all the blonde-haired boy had done so far was cause trouble, (i.e, cheating on his goddamn girlfriend, who was clearly out of his league anyway). the more you thought about him, the more your brows creased.

but when the middle-schooler suddenly yelled out, stumbling towards the ground as a boot print became suddenly visible on the back of his shirt, you found yourself walking in his direction. pah had kicked him in the back, snarling something about him being responsible for the dismissal of someone known as 'kiyomasa'.

"cut it out. don't start a fight with the president's guest, pah," mitsuya growled. "the kiyomasa incident was nothing but him using toman's name as he pleased to set up some underground fights, right?"

the two division leaders, pah and peh, didn't accept mitsuya's proclamation, and began yelling at him. the sound irritated your ears, so you finally intervened.

all four heads snapped behind them when hanagaki choked on his breath, clawing at his collar which seemingly stole the air from his lungs.

"stand up, dude. you're embarrassing to look at," you scoffed, holding the boy in the air by his shirt with seemingly no effort. you dropped him onto his feet, where he turned around to you with wide eyes.

"kaguya-!"

"i suggest you keep it down," you told the group, who stared with wide eyes at your aggressive display, "i don't know if you noticed, but the vice-commander's been givin' you unfavorable eyes for the past couple of minutes." as you said so, they all turned their head towards draken, who was in fact glaring holes into each of their heads.

"for your own sake, i'd consider settling down."

tensely, pah turned back to you, observing the smirk on your face with a snarl. he tutted and walked away, peh following closely behind him.

you couldn't blame him for his aggressiveness - you would be too if you'd endured the torture he had over the past few days.

"kaguya," mitsuya nodded his head in acknowledgment, "i just wanted to let you know that-"

"did you not hear what i just said?" takemichi shivered as you easily disregarded at the silver-haired teen, walking right past him and migrating back into the crowd. mitsuya's eyes followed you, hoping to pick you apart - nonetheless, his efforts were futile.

back in the actual meeting, pah stood before mikey with an unreadable expression.

"well then, pah, war?" the leader asked.