𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 ; 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦

chapter 3

Summary:

hanging out with them.

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Author's Notes:

we get to see the pov in one of the takemichi here and more conflict arises in this chapter despite the chill setting

for those who didn't see the tags. yes, there's self-cest in this fic.

so if u don't like it u can respectfully leave :3

hope you enjoy reading this chapter :))

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The couch was big, soft and comfortable. The room was massive as it screams luxury, while the big window shows the city lights outside. The tv was turned on as the news was going off in the background.

He wonders what his friends were doing right now and how the fight ended. Takemichi fiddled with his fingers, nervously. Feeling multiple eyes burning through his skull as his other selves were sitting across from him on the couch, staring at him.

He looked down with his hands on his lap. Takemichi was fine when they talked to him in the yard with everyone else. He even yelled at one of them on the train tracks. So, why is he getting nervous now when they're the only ones in the room?

Why are his other elves so intimidating?

I don't even look scary at the present time, He cries inside.

"Micchi"

He looks up, "Yes?" he responds a bit too quickly for his liking, the older males chuckles. "Micchi, why are you so stiff? Loosen up a bit" BD Takemichi smiles reassuringly to him. Takemichi took a deep breath trying to calm his nerves.

"So..um, what am I doing here?" He asks, looking around the place as he feels his Toman uniform tight on his skin.

BD Takemichi took him to their very expensive and lavish penthouse. Once they enter, his other self says to just stay in the living room while he calls for the other Takemichis.

After a while, they finally showed up. So now, they're here.

Tenjiku Takemichi hummed, "Well, to get you out of there of course. We don't want you to get hurt now" he responded, earning a smack from BD Takemichi "That's not what he meant, idiot" as Tenjiku Takemichi whined, rubbing his arm from the impact.

They talked to him, well at least the other two while both Toman and Bonten Takemichi stayed quiet the whole exchange but they're still looking at him making Takemichi tense under their gaze.

It's weird, he still feels weirded out. Takemichi feels like a very strange fever dream.

"So..you're all me but in different timelines.." he muttered in awe. He was in pure adrenaline before when he got this information so he wasn't shocked but now, sitting in front of..his other self is like a whiplash straight to his face as reality finally hits him hard.

"That's so cool!" he suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes glimmering in excitement.

You can't blame him for acting like this for a while...and forgetting that they're criminals...

The older Takemichis looked at him in amusement. "So I kept my blond hair in your timeline!" he pointed at Tenjiku Takemichi, "At least i've grown some muscles in you guys' timelines," he pursed his lips.

"I still have a scrawny body in the present timeline" he crosses his arms. "Well, someone has been training us before except for these two" Tenjiku Takemichi chuckled, glancing at the two quiet Takemichis.