A Future Without You is Soon |Mikey x OC|

Chapter Three

   "A meeting?" Shiho asks.

   "Yeah," Mikey says, looking over at Draken. "Pah~chin told me his buddy's and her girl got hurt because of Moebius."

   Shiho sighs. "Those fuckers..."

   Mikey doesn't respond, he just closes his eyes and angles his head towards the ground.

   "We're fighting Moebius, right?" Draken asks.

   "That's the plan," Mikey says. "We just gotta ask Pah~chin first."

   "Why?" Shiho asks. "We know he'll fight. It's Pah~chin."

   "We just do, Shishi~Chan," Mikey tells her, making her pout. "You know how we run things."

   She sighs. "You're right."

   "Kenchin, Shishi~Chan, start gathering people at Musashi Shrine," Mikey says. "Make sure you don't forget Takemicchi~"

   Mikey walks away to go get his uniform, leaving the vice-presidents alone in the room. Shiho hugs her knees to her chest and places her chin on top.

   She wants to fight Moebius. She really does, but...

   Something about Takemichi puts her off.

   It wasn't something that unsettled her often—in fact almost never. But she had a feeling Takemichi would be opposed to the fight, but she couldn't place why. All she was sure of was that it isn't because he's a pussy.

   "Something wrong, Shiho?" Draken asks, pulling Shiho from her thoughts.

   "It's nothing," Shiho says, trying desperately to come up with an excuse. "This meeting just means that I have to put those damn bandages over my chest again..."

   Draken smiles. "Are you gonna ask Mikey to help?"

   Shiho's face turns bright red. "You bitch,"Shiho says, turning away. "I didn't tell you about this shit for you to tease me..."

   "So?"

   "Should I tease you about Emma~Chan?"

   Draken's eyes widen and he looks away, clicking his tongue. Shiho smirks. She stands up from her seat on the table and sighs. "We should start getting ready and gathering people."

   Draken sighs. "Yeah, yeah," he says, waving his hand.

~*~*~

   Takemichi walks into the shrines parking lot with Hina at his side. He looks around. Draken isn't here yet. Not that he can see anyway.

   "What did Draken~kun want?" Takemichi mutters. A soft humming noise fills the air. Takemichi ignores it for a while, but it keeps getting louder. He looks over, light flooding his vision. He almost doesn't notice Hima stepping behind him.

  "Are you sure this is right?" She asks.

   "Well..."

   "They all look so scary," Hina says.

   "It'll be okay," Takemichi says, then he mutters, "just don't stare too much..."

   It's weird to see this many people in gang uniforms to him, despite how much he's trying to make it look the opposite.

   "Oi!" Someone shouts, startling the blond a bit. "Get the fuck outta here! This ain't a fucking exhibition!"

   "Huh?" Takemichi asks.

   "What the fuck do you want, shit-licker? I'll fucking kill you if you don't get the fuck out."

   "Oi!" A familiar voice says. Takemichi looks over. He sighs in relief. Shiho stands there with a shorter boy at her side. He has short white hair and a large earring in his ear—only one though. Takemichi can't help but take note of how different Shiho's uniform is.