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°'ᘞ❀✿ᘡˊ°OPENING HIS EYES WITH A
GASP...

Takemichi looks around, seeing he was back in the
future, His eyes landing on the silent wide-eyed
Naoto; "Naoto! A lot happened....... Baji left Toman to join Valhalla -and Kisaki became the 3rd division
captain... I need to talk to Draken-. Naoto?"

Naoto sat tongue-tied, his wide eyes staring down
at his laptop's screen in front of his eyes, lips
parted slightly he blinked then turn to look at
Takemichi. "What did you do?"

"What are you talking about?" Getting off the bed,
he walks towards the table where the shocked
Naoto sat, once his eyes lands on the photo before
him, his eyes widened.

"(Y/n)?"

"She's alive."

Takemichi's stare in wide-eyed shock at the photo
of you, your (h/c) locks highlighted with pink, held
up in two side buns with a few strains resting in
your forehead, a cherry blossoms flower tatted on
the side of your neck as you held a scowl in the
photo unaware of the secret photo taken.

"H-How? But I thought."

"The accident still happened at the festival with
Hinata... But apparently (Y/n) disappeared from
the face of the earth in March of 2006...I was only
able to have someone give me a recent photo of
her, Takemichi..."

Takemichi didn't know if he should have felt relief
or fright but his heart drops at Naoto's next
words...

"The brawl was between her gang and Mikey's that
resulted in Hinata's death... Your sister is a gang
leader."

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"Y-You're fucking dead once Mikey gets ahold of
your whores--"

Another swing from the bat cuts the man off, blood
being spit from his busted lips as he vomits out, his
contents mixed with his lunch and blobs of blood.

"Shut the fuck up before I bash your head in like we
did with your fucking mates." Viper spat out as Yuki stood beside her, pressing the tip of her
Kanata to the man's throat.

"I say let's slit his throat already."

"You two will be doing nothing without Yin's
permission."

The two women turn seeing the approaching
Monica, a smaller figure following silently after
her.

"Aw, Monica you are no fun! We need to beat
them up a bit to make a point!" Joy exclaims with a
crazed grin.

"It seems like you guys already did that shit...
Staining up my floors." Your voice broke through the lower garage, the air growing tensed at your presence, stepping into the beaten male's view, stepping over the fallen bodies of his members.

Once stepping in front of him, you tilt your head to
the side with an emotionless look, a pink bubblegum bubble blew from your pierced lips, popping it, you rolled your pierced tongue to capture the fruity treat then kneeled to the man's eye level.

"Where is Manjiro."

"As if I would tell you bitch."

A dry chuckle escaped your black painted lips, you
looked at him with narrowed eyes, "Call me that one more time I won't ask again. Where is Manjiro."

Leaning over he inhaled sharply before spitting on
your face with the look of anger on his expression,

"Rot in hell, Bitch."

Yuki lifts her blade prepared to slay the man while
Monica stepped forward, her pistol drawn until you
snapped your fingers,

Slowly wiping your fingers across your cheek, you
looked down at the blob of spit on your fingers, a
sinister grin spreads across your lips, standing up,
you wiped your fingers against your dark red jogging pants, you wore your usual black bra that revealed your yin tattoed followed by the many other tattoos that littered your stomach.

Rolling up the sleeves of your crop-top jacket, you
laughed out then without warning, a sharp kick to
the male's temple was given knocking him out.
"I love when they have fight in them! ~ s00000
funny!. Cut his hand off then sent him back to
that whore. They will find him... Oh! And Monica,
babe... Give Manjiro a little gift on his toy for me...
You know what I like."

Monica nods gently then nodded at Gia and Gio
who had followed the two of you, "You two prepare him. Yuki... Jojo, you hear the boss. Tell me when you are done and I'll do the finishing touches."

As the twin women picked up the unconscious
man, you spat out your chewed gum, placing a
rolled blunt between your lips, you lit up the drug
stick, inhaling slowly then move your lighter.
Exhaling slowly, you took the blunt from your lips
your emotionless gaze on the drug,

"Viper. Joy. Clean up the bodies... Burndown this damn building. Maybe that will catch my darling
hubby's attention.''

"Yes, Yin!"

Walking out of the division hideout, you walked
beside Monica who follows you to the rows of
motorcycles, "He wasn't here as planned. What do
you want to do now?"

Sticking out your tongue, you dug the burning end
of your blunt against your wet tongue then placed
the reminding stick behind your ear.

Monica sat on the dark red motorcycle, you sitting
behind her, as you looked at the black car where Gia
and Gio tossed the passed-out male.

"There's only one thing to do... Draw him out by killing every member of his pitiful gang."

Hearing eruptions inside the building beside you as
the laughing Joy cartwheeled out with Jojo running
after her with a wide grin,

"Lit yer up!"

As everyone began to drive from the burning
building, you gripped the back of your motorcycle
with a devilish smirk as Monica drives off.

"Then when I am finally face to face with
Manjiro."Running your pierced tongue across your teeth as you chuckled darkly.

"I'll kill him."

Takemichi shakes his eyes, his heart racing against
his ribcage, he shakes his head feeling his throat
closing on him as he stared in disbelief at the
photo.

"I-I don't believe it. (Y/n) will never kill anyone..."

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