a circle of revenge; TOKREV/GENDER APATHETIC READER

CHAPTER 21

21 ─ THE CAUSE

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"IT'S so nice to finally meet you, Y/N!" A beautiful, blonde young lady smiled at you with closed eyes. She extended an arm to you, hoping to shake your hand.

"The pleasure is mine," you returned her smile and accepted her hand, but you turned it over to kiss the back of her palm, instead. "I really like your cooking, by the way."

She flushed and her grin only widened. "Ah, stop, you're making me blush. I'm glad you liked it, though."

"Y/N, stop flirting with my sister," Mikey said drowsily. "If she falls in love with you, she'll talk about you nonstop."

"Don't you already do that?!" She snapped.

"Out of admiration, yeah," Mikey rubbed his eyes. "Ugh, can't I just go back to sleep? It's too early..."

"It's a school day," Emma huffed amd sat herself on the chairs around the dinner table, and you sat next to her.

"It's nice to see everyone already awake," Shinichiro walked in. "Izana's still in the shower."

"Not anymore," said Izana himself, wiping his hair with a towel draped around his shoulders. "Y/N, I'm going to meet up with the guys later today. Wanna come with?"

"No!" Mikey interjected and clung to your left arm. "They're spending time with me!"

"You had her all night yesterday," he argued.

"And?! All we did was sleep! I wanna take them to a Toman meeting!"

"That's too bad, she's with Tenjiku," he said, seemingly puffing his chest.

"And?!"

"Wh─ whaddaya mean, 'and'?! She's with me!"

"I don't care!"

Suddenly, Mikey's eyes widened, and he let go of your arm to fall into a 90 degree bow in front of Izana, startling the tanned boy.

"Wha─"

"Izana!" He cried. You glanced over at Izana, and you snorted at his confused face.

"I'd like to make an alliance with Tenjiku. For Y/N's sake."

Izana looked down at him with a softened look, but his answer was different than what you expected.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because Toman isn't of use. Tenjiku is already four-hundred people, and you're down to a hundred to one-fifty. We benefit you more than you do us."

"Izana," you spoke, using a serious tone. The two young men looked your way, and even Shinichiro was still listening at the door.

"Let me see Toman."

"What?"

"Let me see Toman. In action, I mean," you said. "So I can determine whether or not they'll be useful to us. Or," you raised a finger to express your point. "─even better; let Toman and Tenjiku spar. See it yourself."

"...as my left hand man," Izana began. "I allow this. Fine," he turned to Mikey. "Tonight, ten o' clock. Y/N will send you the location."

You nodded.

"I'll take my leave. See ya, Y/N," he said. Before he left, Izana smiled only slightly at you, and clicked the door shut.

"Yaaaay!" Mikey leaped up to his feet and tackled you on your chair.

"Mikey you might hurt her!" Emma scolded.

"Thank you, Y/N!" He ignored his sister. "You're amazing!"

"I know. You're welcome."

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"That's your uniform?" Takemichi gawked at the altered Tenjiku uniform Izana had customized for you.

You slipped your arms in the sleeves, admiring it once more. "Yeah. He said I was matching with Kakucho, but I didn't see his yet."

"Does he have veil, too?" Takemichi snickered.

"I'd like to see it!" You both giggled over the thought.

Takemichi, in his Toman uniform, sat in the front seat next to your driver, while you were in the back.

"It's funny how you're Tenjiku's rep, and I'm Toman's, and we're driving together."

"Ironic, huh?"

"Very."

As you both passed the city lights and near the location Izana had sent (that one place with a bunch of those metal boxes), the conversations between you both were scarce.

Takemichi knew you were going through some tough shit, and he didn't wanna burden you with his, but he was thinking only about what had happened to him, so he couldn't exactly talk without you realizing something's wrong.

But if he stays quiet, you'll still notice...

"I still can't believe you're in Tenjiku, Y/N," Takemichi sighed. "Now you have full rights to beat me up."

"Just don't bump into me while the battle is ongoing. Or do," you said as an idea formed in your head. "I'd go the easiest on you out of everyone there."

"Wouldn't Izana notice...?"

"I have my ways," you brushed off the topic.

"We're here, Young Master Y/N," Ken said as he stopped the car.

You said your thanks to Ken and brushed off his warning that if he saw a bruise on you, he'd prevent you from leaving the house in Shibuya until it's fully healed.

Takemichi left his seat and opened the door for you.

"That driver of yours is really protective of you," Takemichi commented as he shut the door.

"He's also kind of my personal bodyguard, so I see why."

"Damn rich kids."

"Fuck off!" You snickered and jabbed his side.

The two of you made your way to the crowd of people with their eyes glued directly at you and Takemichi.

Half of Toman thought Takemichi was a traitor, and the other half thought you'd be siding with them.

A part of Tenjiku looked at you in awe, a part of them also looked at you in fear. The rest glared at your partner next to you.

You ad Takemichi made it to the middle, and you bowed at the same time.

"I, Y/N L/N, as the one responsible for this battle, will be held accountable for any deaths, injuries, et cetera, that might come upon your side of this fight."

"And I, Takemichi Hanagaki, as the representative of the Tokyo Manji Gang, will be held accountable for any damages to Tenjiku."

With a smile, you raised your head to meet Takemichi's tired, tired eyes.

"Let the battle...!" Takemichi started.

You both retreated to your respectful teams, and with an authority's air, you finished your friend's sentence.

"Begin."

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battle w tenjiku except it's just a spar