𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓| 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❦ᴛʀᴀɪᴛᴏʀ, ᴡʜᴏ, ᴍᴇ?❦

Takemichi's heart pounded in
his chest as he fought his way through the crowd, his breath
coming in ragged gasps.

Every second counted.
The vision of you striking Senju with a metal pipe played over and over in his mind, fueling his determination.

"Move! Out of the way!"
he shouted, shoving past other fighters, his eyes darting around desperately to locate you amidst the chaos.

He caught sight of you just as you stood up, eyes blazing with fury.
You grabbed a metal pipe from the ground, gripping it tightly as you advanced toward Senju, who was struggling to get up, crawling back away from you.

"No! [Name]!"
Takemichi yelled, his voice cracking with desperation.
He redoubled his efforts, pushing through the melee with renewed vigor.

Chifuyu, seeing Takemichi's distress, tried to clear a path for him.

"Get the fuck out of the way! Let him through!" he barked, knocking aside anyone who obstructed their path.

His eyes were locked on you, the pipe raised high in your hand.

Takemichi's breath came in ragged gasps as he pushed through the chaos, desperation fueling his every step.
He could see you, pipe in hand, advancing on Senju with a look of pure determination.

Panic surged through him—he had to act now.

With a final burst of speed, he reached you just as you raised the pipe. Throwing himself at you with all his might, he managed to tackle you to the ground.

The impact sent the pipe flying from your hand, clattering noisily on the asphalt.
You hit the ground hard, a grunt escaping your lips as Takemichi pinned you down.

Senju, still on the ground, watched the scene unfold with wide eyes.
Relief and fear mingled in her expression as she pushed herself up, staying a safe distance away.

"Get off me, Takemichi!"
You snarled, furious at his interference. You struggled against him, your anger flaring even more now that your attack had been thwarted.

He tightened his grip, determination etched on his face.
"No, [Name]! This has to stop!
This isn't the way!"

With a sudden burst of strength, you twisted and shoved Takemichi off, managing to wriggle free from his grip.

As you scrambled to your feet, rage surged through you, and you faced Takemichi, fists clenched and eyes blazing with fury.
He stood up quickly, but before he could react, you lunged at him,
fists swinging.

"Why did you interfere?"
You shouted, your voice a mixture of frustration and anger.
"This isn't your fight, Takemichi!"

Takemichi braced himself, dodging your initial swings.
"I can't let you do this, [Name]! Killing Senju like this won't solve anything!" He tried to reason with you, but your fury had drowned out his words.

Senju, still watching from a distance, seemed torn between relief and fear, her eyes darting between you and him as the confrontation escalated.

The asphalt beneath your feet seemed to echo with every movement, the clattering of the pipe still ringing in your ears.

Undeterred, you advanced on Takemichi again, determined to make him pay for his interference.
Your blows became more aggressive, your movements fueled by the anger that had been building inside you.