"I love you Mikey, only you, nobody else"
~Y/n
Y/n is not just an average high schooler; she's Mikey's heart and soul and is known as the Deity of Tokyo. As she continues to live her life out, as normally as possible, Y/n finds herself falling for a...
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July 24th, 2020 Ten days till the fight.
Days have past since the visit to the hospital. Just seeing that girl's broken body laying there as she fight for her life, hurt. What made it worse was the fact that her father came storming down, yelling his lungs out as he called us worms and garbage of society. Of course, I would never tell Mikey or Draken how those words cut me like a knife, but it did. Part of me understands where he's coming from, to watch the person you hold dear fight for their life, the other part wanted to punch him in the throat for making assumptions. But I knew better.
As the days past, bringing us closer and closer to the fight against Moebius, I was asked, by Mikey and Draken, to attend a certain meeting with Pah and Peh. At first, I was confused as to why they wanted me to be there, but hearing the reasoning, I opted out. It wasn't really my place to discuss how they handle their fight. Mikey whined about my refusal, but Draken understood.
"Mikey, it's not like I don't want to come, but it's not a place a girl, like me, should be seen."
"But N/n..."
"No, Mikey. Besides, you can survive one day without seeing me, seeing how you survive four whole days without me," I muttered the last part. Mikey just stared at me with his doe eyes. Usually I would give in, but I had to stand my ground. "I'm sorry Mikey, but I already promised Wakasa that I would spend the day with him." Giving him a warm smile, I pecked his lips before heading back inside my house. What he didn't know was that Wakasa was taking me to a tattoo parlor to get my first ever tattoo.
Deciding where to place it was hard. Seeing how I didn't want the school to find out, I had to keep it hidden. When I asked Wakasa what place on my body would be a good hiding place, he thought about it. "Why not place it on your chest, you know, over your heart?" In other words, over my left tit.
Pondering, I nodded my head in agreement. Giving him a cheeky smile, I gave him a thumps up. "Now, all we have to do is set an appointment," I said excitedly, only to realize I didn't know any tattoo parlors nearby. Shyly smiling at Wakasa, I scratched the back of my neck. "Uh, Waka, I don't know any parlors, hehe..." Wakasa just looked at me with a bored expression before sighing. Shaking his head before pulling his hand down his face, he looked at me. "Don't worry, I got you covered. I know a guy." And with that, he walked away with his phone to his ear, calling the guy he knows. Sitting on the couch, I could feel excitement bubble up inside me. This will be the first time for me. Seeing how both my parents were covered in tattoos, my father more than my mother, I felt more connected to them, in some way.
When I told my father about it, the idiot cried with joy. "My baby girl is getting her first tattoo! You make me so proud N/n!" Just hearing his wail, made me blush with embarresment.
"Jeez papa, pull yourself together!" I hissed at him. "You're a grown ass man who is the leader of Tokyo's biggest mafia. Quit your bumbling."
"So harsh," I heard him mutter. Rolling my eyes, I could feel an irk form on my forehead. "Well someone has to be the adult here," I reminded him, "and it shouldn't be me." The line went quiet. Waiting for him to say something, I pulled my phone away and stared at it. Was I too harsh? No I wasn't, was I? Putting my phone back to my ear, I quietly spoke. "Papa?"
