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'what the hell is this' you say, bending over to pick it up. It's a box.

"Now, you will slowly set the box down, then put your hands above your head." You hear next to you, the a gun cocks.

"Pardon?" You say, confused on what's going on.

"You heard me." You hear.

You comply. The person grabs your hands and ties them together behind your back.

"Alright now, you're going to go down to the base floor, looking normal, and get in the black car. Anything different and a bullet will be put through your skull without hesitation, makes sense?" They say.

"Yep." You say as you start walking down the stairs.

"Hey! _____! I came to check up.... Who's this?" You hear. You turn your head to see Koko. He sees the cut on your face from the fight and his body language shifts from happy to pissed.

"Just a friend Koko." You say through a strained voice, trying to tip him off.

"Alright... See you later then?" He says, understanding the cue.

"Yep!" You say in a chippy voice.

You go to the ground floor and you see the car he referenced, but you also see Koko's bike. You knew he rode a motorcycle, but you've never seen it. You knew all your neighbors were way too old to be a biker though. You look skyward and see him glancing down, you make brief eye contact before the kidnapper shoves the gun into your head, making you look down. This time, Koko saw the weapon. He charges down the stairs after you, now realizing the threat. The man quickly shoves you into the car and speeds off. Koko nearly knocks over his bike with the speed of which he ran to it. He quickly joins in pursuit.

In the way you landed, you can't move your hands, and you lack the courage to even open your eyes. You're sprawled over the backseat as you hear the roar of a motorcycle behind you. And then you hear either the best or the worst thing possible. Gunshots. You don't know who is firing at who. If Koko is firing at the car, it's great, but if the kidnappers are firing at Koko...

You hear more motorcycles nearby. You finally have the courage to open your eyes, seeing you're the only other person in the car, it's just you and the driver. You then look at the back window to see 7 bikes sharing one lane, with Koko in the center. None of the riders wore helmets so they were identifiable. On the far left, Ran Haitani. On the far right, Rindou Haitani. Seeing those two, you're relieved, knowing that the other bikers must be on Koko's side.

You squirm just enough that you have use of your arms again. You reach up the driver, who is too focused on the bikers to notice you. You grab his seatbelt and choke him to his seat. He is struggling to get the seatbelt off of his neck, which means no hands are on the steering wheel. The car is going wild. You start losing grip of the seatbelt and he throws a punch behind him, barely missing you. Then the car starts slowing down. The driver finally faints and you get out of the car. Koko had shot the tires and they finally ran out of air.

Koko jumped off of his bike and ran to you, hugging you the second he got to you.

"I'm glad you're safe" he says, rustling his hand through your hair.

"Thank you for chasing me." You say, trying not to cry.

You look behind you, and see Ran and Rindou pulling the unconscious man out of his car.

"What's your order boss?" Ran asks Koko.

"Free-reign, I'm just glad ______ is safe." Koko says, not even looking at them.

"You heard him, Rindou, grab the ropes." Ran orders.

"You got choice last time though!" Rindou whines.

"Yea yea whatever, just grab the ropes." Ran says.

"Alright, I'll take you home ______. Hop on back" he says, walking you back to his bike.

He starts driving. But he missed the exit.

"Ummm, Koko?" You say, barely heard over the motorcycle.

"Yea?" He says back.

"You.... Uhhh... Missed the turn." You say, worried about correcting him.

"Oh, you don't live there anymore, you now have a place in a safer area." He says nonchalantly.

"What about my stuff?!" You yell.

"It's already furnished, so you don't need to worry."

"Koko, what about my sentimental things?!"

"Ugh. Fine. Turn over your keys and a list of things I must get, and where they are. I'll send people there to get the things."

"Okay... Where do I live now???"

"Surprise."

A/N sorry this was a weird chapter, but I hope you like it. Thanks for reading! (Also should I start a one shot book of Tokyo revengers?)

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