"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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August 3rd, 2020 Night of the fight
Rain was pouring down, soaking us to the bone. Festival lights were reflecting off the wet pavement, creating a dimmed light in the darkness. Everywhere my eyes traveled all I could see was black and white blurring my vision. Standing on the side, I continued to watch the fight unfold. It was hard to know who had the upper hand. I could feel my kimono sticking to my skin as raindrops dripped from my already loose hair. Strands of hair was sticking to my face as I held my own. Left and right, members of Moebius came toward me, trying to reach out to me. Sadly, none of them were able to.
Slowly but surely, I was brought toward the center of the fight. I could see Mikey holding his own, while Mitsuya was fighting some dude with a broken umbrella. Further away, I notice Takemichi running in and out of the crowd with a panic look. Arching my eyebrow, I continued to watch him as another white uniform came lunging straight for me. The look on his face made me shiver. Stepping back, avoiding his grubby hands from even touching me, I bent my back backwards before springing up and sending a fist toward his face. In one hit, he was out cold.
Little by little, the fight that was just supposed to be an all out brawl, looked like a battle field. I could hear Hanma laughing his ass off as he continued to knock some of Toman's members off their feet. As for Mikey, he was holding his own. Tip toeing around, I made my way in and out as I continued to follow Takemichi. I could see how his body grew tense as he kept looking around.
"Draken!" the way he yelled out Draken's name told me that he was worried about something. I could hear him mutter something under his breath, as he continued to make his way through the sea of gang members. Just as I was close to reaching him, I felt a hand yank me back. Grunting, I turned my gazed back only to be met with devilish golden eyes staring down at me as a wicked smile plastered on his face.
In that moment, I felt terrified. Not once have I ever thought that I would be going face to face against Hanma. This man was like a walking zombie, unbeatable. Yanking myself free, I jumped back, leaving a good enough space between us. Wiping the rain off my face, I glared at him. "Hanma," I hissed as I stood there, anticipating his every move.
Hanma just giggled, as he raised one of his hands to his face. His once gelled up hair was now hanging over his face, in the most sexiest way. Blinking, I shook my head as I continued to look a him. If we go head to head, only one of us will come out victorious. "Found you, my precious~". The way he giggled as he spoke, almost made me sick.
Standing my ground, I narrowed my eyes at him. The last time I saw him was when he came to my house uninvited and tried to break in. Standing there, allowing the rain to soak us, we continued to stare at each other. We could hear the fight continue on around us while a few Moebius members surrounded us. Apparently, a few of Toman members saw this and came over.
Peh was a few feet away from me. I could see the scared expression written on his face. Glaring at him, I pointed right toward him. "Peh!" I yelled. He gulped. Gritting my teeth, I continued to glare at him as the anger inside me continued to grow. "Don't think I forgot about you jackass!"
