Bad Boys and the Bitch (Bonten! Mikey X OC)

Past and Present I

(Apologies for the cursing throughout the chapter)English is not my first Language so please apply tolerance on my grammatical errors.Enjoy reading~

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7 years ago

Draken was on his way back home from a trip from Kyoto when he first met her.

It was his day off, and he was on a bus on the way back to Shibuya since he is too lazy to use the train when the driver suddenly turned on the radio and Draken was hit with melancholy as he listened to the lyrics.

I remember the times we spent together

On those drives

We had a million questions

All about our lives

And when we got to New York

Everything felt right

I wish you were here with me

Tonight

His mind immediately thought of Emma. Today is her death anniversary. Instead of visiting her grave, Draken's tradition for years had been to go to places she mentioned during their childhood that she wanted to visit with him.

It's been years since they lost her, but Draken at times always think about the "what ifs." What if she had been alive? Will she still like him and what he is right now? What if he confessed to her before she died? Will they get more memories together? What if he was with her instead of Takemtichy when her murder happened? Would she have made it out alive then?

So many what ifs.

The bus stopped and he closed his eyes trying to sleep to rid himself of these thoughts when he felt the seat beside him dip. Peering over, he glanced at the person on his right and was greeted by the sight of a small lady with head downcast and hair down, covering her face. She's wearing a black kimono bearing five crests.

Huh, someone from a prestigious family maybe. He mused.

I remember the days we spent together

Were not enough

And it used to feel like dreamin'

Except we always woke up

Never thought not having you

Here now would hurt so much

The song in the bus still played when he heard silent hiccups from the girl beside him. Silently debating if he should speak with her or not, his hands moved to his pocket and to bring out a handkerchief and he offered it to her.

Slowly she averted her gaze from the bus floor to his outstretched hand and he was greeted by the tear-stained grey eyes of the person beside him.

"Wipe your tears Miss. And please muffle your sobs." He motions to the hankie he's offering. "You seem like you need it?"

She did not take his offer though and only looked at him, eyes filled with intrigue, staring hard at his head. Or rather the tattoo on his head.

Draken sighs.

"Look Miss, will you take it or not?"

"Is it a Hermes hankie?"