"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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October 26th, 2020 A month after the Valhalla's meeting
It's been a month since our last encounter with Valhalla. It's also been a month since Baji and Kazutora decided to leave Toman to join Valhalla. Ever since, everything hasn't been the same. Mikey seemed to be more desperate to get Baji and Kazutora back, Chifuyu and Takemichi seemed to have teamed up to bring Baji home while they come up with a plan to take Kisaki down, while Mitsuya and Hakkai were keeping me company. Hell even Emma and Draken seemed to spend more time with me than my own boyfriend.
Today was a typical rainy day. Sitting alone at my mother's grave, I sent a small prayer. Incense were burning while her favorite flowers layed there on the steps of the grave. Thunder could be heard in the distance as the rain came down harder. Usually I would be accompanied by someone, but with this up coming battle taking up everyone's schedule and Wakasa being busy with his own shit, I was alone.
It's time like this that I wished that someone was here with me, but sadly no one could come. Not even Mikey. My heart ached as my thoughts brought up the rejection I received from everyone. Staring up at the dark sky, I continued to watched as the rain fell around me, covering me with its refreshing water. Mixing in with my tears, it dripped down my face to my chin. Sighing, I returned to look at my mother's grave. "At least I have you mama," I spoke as I sent a small smile.
Standing up, I said my goodbye as I decided it was time to go home. At this point, I felt numb. All the color in the world decided to vanish, allowing the darkness to take over. Nothing seemed happy or cheerful, just bland, sad, and depressing. It seemed that I lost my will to even be happy. If only I was the one to take the bullet and not her, she would be alive and thriving, not me.
As I reached my precious bike, I was about to climb on, when something caught my attention. Snapping my head around, I looked around, only to see or hear nothing. Not bothered by it, I ignored it and continued to climb on, only to have something knock me out. Falling over, I layed there as my vision began to blur. Above me, I could see dark silhouettes hunching over me as their voiced mumbled words that seemed to be gibberish. Groaning, I tried to sit up only to be pushed down harshly. What the fuck?
Next thing I know was someone lifting my numb body from the cold cement and over their shoulder. Covering my mouth with some sort of tape and blind folding me, in that moment, I knew I was being kidnapped. Great, just great.
Leaving my bike and bag behind, they made a dash with me on someone's shoulder. Arriving to wherever, I could hear the sound of motorcycles revving up and screeching as some drove me away. As for me, I was forcibly pushed down on the bike as the person began to rev up their bike. Knowing I should hang on, I decided against it. "Oi, bitch, do you wanna die?"
I couldn't help but scoff. Unable to see the person, I sent a smile to wherever they were. "I'll take my chances," I groggily spoke. Damn, this is gonna be pain. Next thing I know, I was knocked out cold again, only this time, my body hunched over onto my kidnapper.
