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#006

there's sm stuff from the actual show in here that i feel like im not even doing anything 😭😭😭😭

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august, 2017

TAKEMICHI SITS 

—adjacent to Naoto. "so, did we figure anything out from that?" the older of the two males speak.

"well, after you rudely fell asleep, Aito got a call and left not long after, with that Y/N seemed to be uneasy. i asked her if she was okay, and with a few minutes of prodding and reassurance, she confided in me."

"and? what did she confide?" Takemichi says.

"she told me that she's worried for her brother, that she is thinking about calling off her wedding, but she's scared Kisaki will have her killed," Naoto tells, pausing, "then she gasped, saying she probably shouldn't have said that because i'm a police officer, but i told her it's fine. we talked for a little, and she told me she didn't even know what Kisaki or Shuji does, that she's completely in the dark about everything."

"well that's not helpful," Takemichi says, "and who's Shuji?"

"Hanma Shuji... have you heard of him?" Naoto responds.

"uh.. yeah... he was there on the night of august 3rd, he fought Mikey, and i'm pretty sure i saw him hitting on Y/N..." Takemichi takes a long pause, "he was also there the night Hina died... he was strong in the past, even Mikey had trouble fighting him."

the two men sit quietly for a few moments. "Naoto..." Takemichi says slowly, "the way i see it, i've got to take over Toman..."

"you were serious about that?" Naoto responds.

"of course i was! if i become the head of Toman i'll be able to stop Kisaki! then i can protect everyone, Draken, Mikey, Hina, Y/N," Takemichi lists. "this is how we can take them down, i already thought about it. first, i'll become a captain, Pah's in jail, the third decision captain spot is open. so... now is my chance."

"you know this is insane," Naoto says.

"look, it's the only alternative we have."

Naoto sighs, "alright then," he stands up, "you've managed to succeed with every mission, so i believe in you," he sticks out his hand, "this trip is going to be a long one."

"i know," Takemichi responds, taking his hand.

*
mid-august, 2005

you had your arms wrapped tightly around your brother's middle as he recklessly swerved in and out of cars on the road.

"this bum ass meeting," you mutter, "why do i gotta go now... i never went when i was actually in control of a fucking gang... now i gotta go watch a homosexual, that midget and that toner-needing bitch run their mouths." you go on.

before the two of you had been arrested, you had your own gang. it was small, and extremely exclusive, but feared by most people on the delinquent scene. your brother was in charge of general affairs a leader would be in charge of. specifically, it was to keep you out of the spotlight, nearly like a folktale, people knew of you but had never seen you, or knew your name. of course, a good chunk of you're members and close friends knew you, but outsider delinquents did not.