Precious Gemstone: Onyxx ft. Kokonoi Hajime (On-hold)

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WALKING OUT OF THE JUVENILE center, you walked past the fences seeing the Haitani brothers together with some guys whom you've never seen before.

“Oiiii~ Haitani brotherssss!” dragging the syllabes, you raised your hand up in the air as you got their attention.

The two brothers jogged up to you, raising at brow while you grin at them. “Eh, what happened to your faces?” you inquired noticing the fresh gashes that littered up their skin.

“What? You're already out?” Ran narrowed his eyes at you earning nothing but a chuckle.

“Well, I just want to say you two aren't bad at all. See ya when I see yah, bitches. Enjoy your stay~”

Rindou frowned at you however Ran only chuckled. “Bye, y/n. Don't let me beat up your ass when I see you~”

Rolling your eyes, you walked away hands tucked inside the pocket of your jeans. What now? You're finally out but how are you even going to search for Kokonoi? Groaning as you rub your face, you saw a random dude walking the streets. An idea popping out in your head, trudging towards him you pulled him to a dark alley.

“Who the fuck—”

Punching his stomach, you gave him a slight smile noticing the fear building up in his eyes.

“Hey, punk. Does Kokonoi Hajime ring a bell?”

“I-I know him! Let me take you to him!!”

Narrowing your eyes in a sharp glare, the man gulped sensing the murderous aura that oozed out of you– before you smiled and patted his shoulder.

“Okay! Take me to him!”

He was so eager to take you to Koko that it was suspicious. You followed behind him in a silent gait, noticing how the place became so shady and quiet. A sigh left your lip, he lead you into a trap huh. Bastard.

“Here we are!” he grinned walking towards the guys in a white coat with the insignia that says black dragons.

“Huh? You brought a fucking bitch to our turf?”

“Ooh, a chick!”

“Great job, man!”

Your eyebrows twitched at how they leered at you, eyeing your figure up and down with their disgusting eyes as you glared at them with hostility.

“Such a fucking wimp.” grinning at the man who brought you to their hide-out, your words irking him.

“Bitch. You think you can fight us?”

“I think I can kill you.”

“Grab her and let the boss handle her! That fucking bitch won't survive!”

They were so confident that you couldn't fight, it was always so irritating how they see woman as soft and weak that could do nothing but cry. Well, news flash bitches, I break those rules.

Charging to the guy who lured you into their turf, you took him down in a one swift kick shocking the other members. A smirk creeping up your face, a sarcastic chuckle erupting from your throat.

“Sorry, was that kick too weak?”

Before you could take down another member, the boisterous roaring of engines caught your attention.

“It's the boss! Move to the side!”

Moving to the side along with them as you avoid the charging motorcycle, it stopped in the middle of the delinquents. A man with a large build hopping off the bike, came directly to you and grabbed you by the collar.