Bonten's Advisor

Thirty Six

"I see, apologises then," The organiser bowed his head at you, as you let go of Draken's hand. He shook out his arm and guided you inside the church to try and keep the fuss level down. 

"He couldn't come, huh?" Draken mumbled painfully. 

"I was afraid he would massacre everyone here," You replied softly. "Especially after he tried to kill 'Michi." 

He nodded his head slowly. "So you came instead."

You let out a hum in response. The conversation had turned awkward in an instant. You stood beside him, not sure what to say next. He walked towards a round table, where you just watched him take his seat. Not sure what to do, you started walking away from the table and tried to run away from the public eye - wanting to lean up against the wall. But Draken obviously didn't let you, calling out to you again. 

"Y/N," You turned your head in his direction and stared at him. "Your seat's here." He pointed to the chair beside him. You hesitated, but walked to the chair and sat down. 

You couldn't help but stress about the situation, burying your head in your hands the second you sat down, breathing out a stressful sigh. 

"Calm down, Y/N. It'll be alright," He assured you, trying his best to soothe your worries.

You looked at him with wide eyes, taken aback by your sudden movement. "Is it really? You're sitting with a 'wanted woman', wanted for multiple crimes, including murder. Can you really say that after knowing that?"

He just looked at you with understanding eyes. "I already know that. Most of the guests know that. It's a special day for Takemichi and Hinata, so the least you could do is attend - and you're here. So there should be nothing else to worry about."

"Easy for you to say. Me being here is bringing your peaceful lives trouble again."

"Don't forget that Toman was once the best in Japan." He responded cheekily. 

"Times have changed, Draken." You sighed. You removed your gun and showed it to him. "You won't get anywhere without this nowadays."

"You might wanna hide that," He stated harshly, taking a quick look at it before giving you a dirty look. 

"Sad to say that this little thing is my best friend." You placed your gun back between your waistband. "On a happier note, what are you doing now?" You knew that he was working at his motorbike shop with Inui, who hadn't arrived yet. 

"Oh, I'm running a motorbike shop, D&D Motors, with Inupi downtown. It's going great," He answered. "I've been meaning to ask. You know Nakatani Hana?"

This might not end well. 

"Yeah? She always saves us a VIP room in her club. Why?"

"She came to ours once to get her motorbike checked up. It was weird, coz she had exactly the same bike as Mikey. She had the same hair colour as you, well just the platinum bit."

You let out a little sound. "Oh yeah, I did see her occasionally riding her bike home after work."

"I see," He answered back quietly. He took a look around as the guests started to fill in. Through the doors came the big mob. Draken stood up and waved to them. Mitsuya, Hakkai, Yuzuha, Chifuyu and Kazutora gave Draken a smile as they noticed him sitting at the table. As they neared the table, your leg began to shake furiously under the table, keeping your head down. They stood around the table and searched for their names before taking their seats. 

What?

You slowly raised your head and your eyes ran from one person to the next. 

"Who are you?" Yuzuha asked, her voice laced a little with disgust.