"We're trying to scare the piss outta someone, and you're here sipping coffee like it's fucking tea time?"
"I can't deal with this, "
"Well played,y/n, well played,"
I do not own Tokyo Revengers/characters, it belongs to Ken Wakui. just the OC and...
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As the tension thickened in the air, Iris's sudden attack caught everyone off guard. With lightning reflexes, you dodged her initial strike, the swish of her blade cutting through the air mere inches from your face.
A smirk playing on your lips as you deftly avoided another one of Iris's vicious slashes. "Looks like someone's feeling a bit feisty today."
Iris's lips curled into a smirk as she lunged forward again, her movements fluid and calculated. But you were ready for her, your own skills honed through years of training and experience. With each clash of metal, the sound reverberated through the room, a symphony of violence and determination.
"Damn, they're really going at it," ran remarked, his tone tinged with admiration as he watched you dodge Iris's attacks with ease.
The others watched in a mixture of shock and amusement as you and Iris danced around each other, each exchange of blows pushing the limits of skill and endurance.
"You did have a flair for the dramatic," you taunted, your voice ringing out above the sounds of their battle. "But you're going to have to do better than that to take me down."
Iris's eyes blazed with fury as she redoubled her efforts, her attacks coming faster and fiercer than before. But you met each strike with precision and finesse, your movements fluid and calculated as you countered her every move.
Rindou's eyes sparkled with excitement as he watched the battle unfold. "Now this is what I call entertainment," he said, a grin spreading across his face. "I could watch this all day."
As the fight raged on, it became clear that neither of you was willing to back down. Each clash of metal sent sparks flying, the intensity of your confrontation escalating with each passing moment.
with a swift movement, you disarmed Iris, sending her weapon clattering to the ground. For a moment, the room fell silent, the only sound the harsh rasp of your breath as you stood victorious over your fallen opponent.
Iris glared up at you, her eyes burning with defiance even in defeat. "This isn't over," she growled, her voice barely more than a whisper as she struggled to regain her footing.
You smiled down at her, a smirk playing on your lips as you offered her a hand. "I wouldn't have it any other way," you replied, your tone laced with amusement.
As Iris struggled to regain her footing, her eyes ablaze with fury, you wasted no time in seizing the opportunity. With a swift and precise strike, you delivered a powerful blow, knocking her out cold before she could launch another attack.
As Iris crumpled to the ground, defeated and unconscious, a tense silence descended over the room. All eyes turned to Kaito's son, who stood frozen at the gate, his face contorted in a mixture of shock and fear.
Just as he opened his mouth to let out a scream, the sound was abruptly cut off by the sudden crash of a vase against his head. He staggered backward, his eyes rolling back in his head before he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Sanzu stood amidst the shattered remains of the vase, a smug grin playing on his lips as he dusted off his hands. "Oops, my bad," he remarked casually, his tone laced with amusement.
Mikey stepped forward, his expression unreadable as he surveyed the aftermath of the chaos. "Let's go" he declared, his voice low but authoritative.
As Iris slowly regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a plush leather seat inside Bonten's private jet. Blinking away the haze of unconsciousness, she sat up slowly, her head spinning as she took in her surroundings.
The others were seated around her, their expressions a mix of exhaustion and anticipation. you sat across from her, your gaze fixed on her with a mixture of curiosity and caution.
"Well, well, well,"You said, your voice cutting through the quiet hum of the jet's engines. "Look who's finally awake."
Iris's eyes narrowed as she glanced around the cabin, her mind racing to make sense of the situation. How had she ended up here, surrounded by her enemies?
"What's going on?" she demanded, her voice laced with suspicion as she met Mikey's gaze.
Mikey leaned back in his seat. "You're our guest," he replied cryptically, his tone tinged with amusement. "And we have some questions for you."
Before Iris could respond, Kakucho leaned forward from his seat beside Mikey, his expression serious. "We need to know what you're planning," he said, his voice low but intense.
Iris's jaw clenched as she met Kakucho's gaze, her eyes flashing with defiance. "You think I'm just going to spill my guts to you?" she retorted.
Sanzu chuckled from his seat nearby, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Hey, it's worth a shot," he remarked casually, his tone disarmingly nonchalant.
Rindou leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest as he observed the exchange with interest. "We have ways of making you talk," he commented, a sly grin spreading across his face.
As Iris's eyes darted around the cabin, her gaze landed on you, a mixture of defiance and curiosity in her expression. "Where's Kaito?" she demanded. "And his son?"
You met her gaze with a cool, calculating stare "They're at the back of the jet," you replied evenly, your tone betraying none of the underlying tension. "Taped up, just like you."
