Living A Dead Dream (Baji x OC)

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"Shit!" she cursed to herself, before turning to one of the guys. "Watch Mikey for me." She rushed down the junk heap, seeing Takemichi and Chifuyu already at his side. She almost tripped a few times, but managed to make it down without falling. "Did he stab you?" she asked once she was close enough.

"It's just a scratch," he said as she looked at her. He didn't look like he was in pain or anything, but she didn't want to take the chance.

"Let me see," she stubbornly said as she stopped next to him.

"I'm fi-"

"Keisuke Baji. Let. Me. See." She grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and gave him a hard look. Takemichi recognized that look and stiffened up, despite not being its target. That look was her silent way of saying "You better fucking listen, or I'll knock your lights out."

Baji ignored the look, getting his own annoyed expression, before trying to yank his arm out of her grasp.

Her eye twitched in annoyance as they had their stare-down. Neither Takemichi nor Chifuyu dared to try and intervene. "Listen here, you little shit, I already had to deal with one stab wound that almost got one of my friends killed, don't make me deal with another fucking one," she barked as she grabbed some long pieces of fabric from her pocket that had belonged to a thick hoodie that she didn't like anymore. After what happened with Draken, she wanted to be prepared and not have to go through the trouble of taking bloodstains out of her clothes again.

"I-it's on his left side," Takemichi hesitantly spoke up, seeing as they would get nowhere at this rate. Chifuyu, on the other hand, had tried to get answers out of Kazutora, only to be met with almost senseless babbling.

She lifted the side of his shirt and, lo and behold, there was the stab wound, not just a scratch. "Stay still," she firmly directed as she let go of his arm. She took the longer piece and wrapped it around him before taking the second piece and balling it up on the wound. Having it in place, she tightly tied the fabric around it, earning a small pained hiss from the male. "The tighter it is, the better. Now, sit your ass down," she said as she took her phone out, "while I call an ambulance." 

She made the call right after, giving their location and severity of the wound. While she didn't let Baji know this, she let them know that it may have hit an organ. She wasn't completely sure though. 

She took a deep breath, readying herself to have to be loud again. "Oi! An ambulance is on its way! We gotta wrap this up!!" she shouted, catching everyone's attention.

A few questioning mutters rippled through the crowd as she turned. "Fucking hell," she cursed to herself as she saw Baji begin to cough up blood. He began to fall, but before he could hit the ground, Chifuyu caught him. "Carefully," she instructed as she helped Chifuyu lay him on the ground. Blood could be seen darkening his shirt and staining his jacket. Danny felt her pockets for more cloth but didn't find any. She quietly cursed to herself as she saw a small pool of blood beginning to form under Baji's side. Sorry, Mitsuya, she mentally apologized before ripping off her right sleeve. "Chifuyu, help me roll him onto his side." They carefully rolled him over and once the side of his face was on the ground, he coughed out some more blood. She let out a small breath as she held her torn sleeve against his wound, careful not to put too much pressure and doing it in a way that would hold the entry wound closed. "He'll be alright... The ambulance will be here soon..." she subconsciously muttered to herself as she focused on the task at hand. She brought her right hand to the side of Baji's neck and pressed her fingers against him. His pulse was a little slower than it should be, but he'd be fine for a few more minutes.

While she was focusing on all of that, Mikey had just taken down Hanma with a single kick. The usually untouchable teen hadn't even had the chance to think about defending before he was struck by the infamous nuclear kick. Then, after the members of Valhalla ran away, Mikey began beating Kazutora. Repeatedly. One punch after another. And another. And another. Everyone was too stunned to do or say anything to stop him. Kazutora had killed Mikey's brother and, as far as Mikey knew, killed his childhood friend. Baji had always been the one to talk Mikey out of doing anything, but now that Kazutora had killed him, Mikey couldn't hold anything back. He wanted to kill Kazutora.