𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 ; 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦

chapter 2

Summary:

Takemichi finally made a decision as new information was brought up.

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Author's Notes:

hi everyone! first of thank you for liking this fic, i didn't really expect this to be that good since this was just a short idea but u people seemed to really enjoyed it so i made another chapter^^

u can suggest what plot/scenes you want me to add to this fic and open for all of them and just a warning that this story will contain selfcest in them, didn't wrote them in this chapter but i'm warning you rn. i put them in the tags so please read them and if you don't like it just respectfully leave, thank you :))

hope you enjoy reading this<33

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The man clicked his tongue, "Take, hurry up. I wanna get out of here" Toman Takemichi muttered, slowly tapping his foot on the ground as Takemichi felt an arm circling on his waist.

"Micchi, you look tired," Tenjiku Takemichi remarked, brushing the bangs on his forehead.

Takemichi pulled away. Too close, he thinks before looking to where Mikey was. He's happy that Mikey is finally showing emotions but anger is not what Takemichi wants to see. He just wants everything to be okay again.

"Takemitchy, you're not going with them!" Mikey yelled angrily as he glared at the person in front of him. Takemichi stood frozen, not knowing what to do.

Him seeing four different kinds of versions of himself is making his brain hurt.

What should I do now?

The place is turning loud, people murmuring words that Takemichi fails to hear. The people were all staring at the older Takemichis with anger in their eyes before someone screamed.

"Why the fuck are you bastards doing here!? You think this is a joke? You're ruining everything!" the words echoed, the person who probably screamed this was pertaining to the fight that was about to happen. Only for it to be abruptly cut.

A gunshot was fired.

They didn't like those words whatsoever.

That was a clear message. That was a warning shot.

"Who said that we're joking?" Toman Takemichi said, irritated while swinging his gun in his hand. That shut up both gangs, just the wind howling was heard. "Quit bitching and moaning and shut the fuck up" he added before smirking.

"You brats don't wanna die, right?"

The people suddenly were aware that they are in fact very dangerous people.

"Micchi, c'mon let's go" BD Takemichi was about to drag him only for Takemichi to shake off his hand. "I'm not leaving," he stated, "Why not?" the older blond asked. "I still need to settle things with Mikey-kun and as the President I need to lead the gang," he replied.

"Hmm..but Micchi unfortunately-"

Bang!

BD Takemichi's words were suddenly cut off as Takemichi's eyes wandered around, panic aroused inside of him. Someone pulled the trigger again. His eyes widen and he sprints.

Takemichi stepped in between them. His eyes searched around for any wounds or blood but thankfully there wasn't any. "What the fuck are you doing!?" he yelled at his other self.

Bonten Takemichi chuckled, lowering his gun. "Micchi, Manjirou was getting on my nerves" he muttered but a dark grin was present on his face. "You can't just do that! What if you shot him!?"