𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳 {𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘺𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘫𝘪 𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳}

trece

we shared glances and a stare as i stood there quietly, taken aback by how different he seemed while he tiredly waited for an answer

"hey, what do you want?" his tone was a bit agitated this time as i came back to the to my senses, quickly apologizing

"do you remember me?" i asked, only causing the other to look at me with confusion as he crossed his arms, observing me

"no." he said bluntly, my shouulders slumping down as i felt a bit sad he didnt recognize me

ive known him since we were 12...

"i was an early member in toman, draken introduced me to it" i said, the other taking a moment as his eyes stared at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, the situation already awkward.

"y/n?" he said, his eyes widening a bit as the realization hit him, my head nodding as i opened my mouth to speak

"you...
we thought you died." disbelief was in his voice as i looked at him with a baffled expression, my brows furrowing downwards

"what?
we?" i asked, the man staring at me as if i wasn't real as he nodded

"mitsuya, chifuyu, takemichi...
none of us could find you." the words caused a pit to swirl inside my chest, vexation, guilt and dejection hitting me all at once as i stood silently for a moment, my thumbs going between my fingers in thought

"you looked for me?" my voice came out soft, my mind not sure how to take it

the fact people i hadn't spoken to in years, one i insulted at that, acknowledged my disappearance as he gave another nod, his body moving to the side to make room between him and the door frame

"we can talk about it in here." he said, my lips parting to mumble a "thank you" as he went into the room, leaving the door open for me to follow

"ignore the mess" he said, empty beer bottles sitting on top of a small coffee table that was placed in front of an old looking couch, my eyes looking around the decently sized space as he gestured for me to sit somewhere, an apology passing my lips

"it fine." he said in a somewhat soft tone, my jaw clenching when i tried making myself comfortable on a cushioned chair across from him, my injuries hurting more than usual

i'd be fine.

"where did you go?" he asked suddenly, the look on his face serious as i slipped my backpack off with a quiet grunt, placing it gently on the wooden floor while i stayed silent, not sure how to approach the question

"well, i didnt just disappear for fun." my voice came out firm due to getting the impression everyone assumed i up and left, the other quietly listening as my eyes looked down at my feet with slight affliction

"i guess to start...
mikeys the leader of an organization, draken and a few others are all members." i tried speaking in an easier tone, adjusting the last few rings on my fingers like before as the others face became a bit unsettled, his brows furrowing

"what?
what do you mean? you know where they are?" he asked,  my head nodding in response as he took a moment to think to himself

it was as if everyone who went missing had died.

i couldn't blame him though, no one saw or heard from the two for over a decade.
and my case was so abrupt, it was like i fell off the face of the earth.

"they have a hideout right outside of shibuya, they usually change places but i guess they really liked this one." i leaned back into the chair, resting my arms on the the sides as i recalled everything that transpired

when i was sober that is.

"a hideout? what kind of..." he paused, seemingly feeling a sudden heaviness as i nodded

"drugs, prostitutes and murder.
unfortunately, thats only the surface." i tiredly blinked, the topic of bonten draining me more by the second

"they kill anyone who goes against them, so im not in the best position right now." his jaw clenched as i tried to keep things straightforward and to the point, i didnt want to start talking about my time there but i didnt want to leave him clueless either.

"i think the best thing i can tell you from all of this is: dont bother looking for them." i stated with a somewhat cold tone, slightly picking at the chairs fabric as i wished it wasn't that way

maybe ken was saveable, maybe everyone was.
apart from mikey and sanzu.

"what the hell do you mean "dont bother"? takemichi already decided he was going to get them back." i looked at him, slightly confused by his frustration as he stared at me with an expectant look before standing up, making his way towards his bed and looking around it for something

"i know thats most likely not what you wanted to hear-"

"like hell it was, i didnt get out of prison just for every single one of us to be moving in opposite directions. they're supposed to be here." he pointed to the ground, a sense of desperation in his face when he looked at me, as if he was clinging onto a hope they weren't as bad as i hinted at.

i could understand where he was coming from, yet i couldn't help but become irritated, was he really not listening?

"im not saying this because of what happened. even if i was, it wouldn't make a difference, they're not coming back just like that."

"so we just give up?" he questioned, my lips slightly parted for a moment, i didnt know how to respond with anything that wouldn't upset him more as he found his phone

"we cant just throw it away, everyone else did and takemichis the only one-"

"they chose to throw everything away. people who want to be there wouldn't be avoiding every fucking person they knew." i felt myself wanting to snap at him, my voice matching the stern look on my expression as he went quiet.

"does that sound like the guys we knew as kids, kauztora?" i asked, his arms falling to his sides as his jaw clenched, the grip he had on his phone tightening

"none of the are who they used to be." his eyes shifted, dejection and grief swirling inside his irises as he sat down on the foot of his bed, sifting fingers through his hair

"ill let takemichi know." he spoke quietly, lifting his phone up and pressing his screen, putting the device up to his ear as ringing seeped through the speakers

"hey, do you got a minute? we need to talk." his tone was solemn as a nervous one spoke from the other line, my head turning to look towards him

"something- or more like. someone came up, its important" he purposefully avoided telling him everything, knowing takemichi would waste no time if there was even a glint of hope in regards to toman. my hands reaching for my own phone as a tired sigh left me

12:45am.

"are we gonna meet up tonigh..." i paused, watching the other shove his head and arms through a shirt before bundling all of his hair up

"yup, you should shower before we leave." he said, pulling a hair tie from his wrist before putting his hair up into a messy bun, carelessly looking for socks

"ill meet you downstairs." i said, grabbing my bag from the floor as he nodded

"take your time, i haven't even told him the address yet." he let out a small chuckle as i kneeled down, slipping my feet into my shoes

"thank you."