PRETTY SAVAGE (Tokyo revengers x reader)

3. Edited

Past time: 2005

But she's... not supposed to die!

Takemichi walks to his next class, his body still aching from the beating the day before. "Takemichi!" Takeuya runs to walk with him. "How's you lose to a guy like him? That wasn't like you at all!" Takemichi sighs. "Huh? You're talking about yesterday. My bad." They walk until they see the rest of their group standing in front of the bathrooms. Akkun point to the bathroom. "Hey. Got a minute?"

"They're gonna do their little fight club again." Akkun says. "It's been every day recently." Makoto adds. "Today's fighter, is gonna be Takeuya." Akkun looks down upset. "Huh?!" "What?" The boys reactions are all with shock.

Yamamoto Takeuya, has always been pretty frail. If I remember right, he almost died that day. Takemichi thinks to himself.

"He's not good at fighting at all!" Makoto yells. "Tell that to Kiyomasa." Akkun replies. They all look him understanding how Kiyomasa acts.  "I'd love to take his place if I could."  Akkun says with teary eyes. "But it's not like they'd ever listen to what we had to say." All the boys go silent.

"Thanks, Akkun" Takeuya breaks the silence. "I didn't even say anything yet." Akkun looks at him. "Takemichi, just watch! I'll get revenge for you." Takeuya fist bump Takemichi's chest. "When I win, you better treat me to some gyudon." Makoto joins one "Just keep believing you'll win Takeuya." Takeuya smiles. "Yeah, I know!" "You got this man!" Yamagishi true to put his hand on Takeuya's shoulder but Takeuya slaps it away. "You haven't washed your hands yet, stupid." "Whoops! Almost touched you with her my hands!"

I used to think they were so lame. But, I had such amazing friends in middle school. Takemichi thinks as he walks with his comrades. "Let's do this!" Takeuya yells. "Don't freeze up or you might just fart!" Yamagishi jokes. "That's just you, dumbass." Makoto laughs.

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen! Today's fighters are as listed in the text that was sent out!" The fighting club bursts into its energy and yells. "We have Kojima from Sakura middle school!" The announcer points to his left. "Yeh!" Kojima  says halfheartedly. " 'yeh', my ass!" "I got money on you!" "If you loose, we'll send you back in a body bag." Some guys yell.

"And from Mizo Middle school, we have Yamamoto!" The announcer points to his right. "You better not loose, dipshit!" "Die long hair!" "Don't chicken out!" Others yell. "The current odds are 4 to 6, slightly in Kojima's favor." The announcer lifts his hands up. "Come on over. I'm ready to fillet you any time." Takemichi watches as Kojima taunts Takeuya. His other friends watch in unison, holding their breaths.

"Begin." Kiyomasa nods his head in approval.

"Hold it!" Takemichi screams. All the views look at him in confusion, even Kiyomasa turns his head to look. "What the hell is your problem?!" One guy asks. "You know, don't you get bored of seeing the same damn match every single time? You wanna see something more entertaining, don't you?" Takemichi walks done the steps, acting confident."Something more entertaining?" Kiyomasa raises an eyebrow.

I need to face him... Takemichi straightens his posture. "For example..." One of Kiyomasa's goons interrupts him. "Piss off! Who the hell even are you?" Takemichi keeps going on. "Let have the king versus the slave." The crowd starts mumbling. "What the hell did this idiot just say?" "He's definitely gonna die." Yamamoto looks up at Takemichi astonished. "You can't mean..."

"Kiyomasa-senpai." Takemichi calls. I need to face him. I'm done with running away. "Fight me!" Kiyomasa stands up face Takemichi and smirks. "You better not regret this."

Kiyomasa puts his cigarette in his mouth and swings at Takemichi. His fist collides against Takemichi stomach. Takemichi spits in pain. There's no way I'm gonna win. With one punch I can feel how much stronger he is than me. The crowd jeers at him. "What's wrong, Hanagaki?" "One punch better not take you out!"

Kiyomasa continued to kick and punch Takamichi , the blonde attempted to protect himself, but it was useless. Then the black hair male kicked the blonde on the chin, making him bleed and stumble backwards, the crowd's roars filled the air as Takemichi was beaten and thrown around like a rag-doll.

"Just tap out Takemichi!" "Give up, You're going to die!!" His friends shouted in concern. He could barely hear them though. Adrenaline was kicking in and he was only focusing on Kiyomasa's flying fists. Takamichi breathe in and out as blood was dripping down his chin onto the floor.

"I'm not done yet." Takemichi said barely standing up. Kiyomasa smirked as he spat out his cigarette. The crowd went wild at the reaction. The crowd started chanting. "Kill him, Kiyomasa!"

Kiyomasa punched and kicked Takamichi repeatedly yet Takamichi retaliated. The crowd went silent and shock at the scene in front of them. Takemichi got a hold on Kiyomasa's waist. Kiyomasa kicked the blonde away again both stood in their positions, breathing heavily and sweating. "I'm... I'm not done yet." Takemichi repeated, stuttering.

" You've done enough, Takemichi!" Yamagizhi shouted.

"This isn't worth dying for!" Yamagishi butted in.

"I'm not done yet! Not until I've had enough to cure my weak heart or twelve years!" Takemichi shouted. "You've done enough Takemichi! You've proved how tough you are!" Akkun yells trying to convince his friend. "So what?? What can't turn back! Listen Kiyomasa of the Tokyo Manji Gang, If you want to end this, you're gonna have to kill me!"

"Wait!"

A feminine voice cuts into the air. Everyone in the fighting ring noticed a tall girl approaching Takemichi and Kiyomasa. She walks slowly with a note book in hand and a pen in her mouth.

"Good afternoon boys... I heard someone has a death wish~"

(Sorry for the short chapter guys! It's been a while. Life is busy and I haven't been able to write lately! I promise I'll try to update as much as I can. Thank you for reading 💕.)