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╭─ ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  ❞

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"I WILL be fine Aunt!" you had said before leaving the house.

You couldn't be more wrong.

You were drenched in water that poured down from the roaring clouds above as you briskly made your way towards the festival.

I wish I had a bicycle or something. Was the thought which lingered inside your mind along with an another one : I hope I don't mess things up.

The light of relief ignited within you when your eyes caught the sight in front of you, but in the matter of few seconds, the relief replaced an expression of worry.

The battle had already begun. Toman collided with the gang. The sounds of grunts and hits was evident in the murmurs of falling droplets of water.

With hastened footsteps you approached the scene, only to get grabbed by a creepy guy from behind. Your brass, knuckled fist tightened intently.

Adrenaline rushed through your body, your once cold body warmed up in exhilaration as you jabbed your elbow to the guy's face, knocking him to the side. Oh my God! That was so badass.

"Hah! Take that," you eyed his gang jacket, "you Moebius rat."

"What the hell are you doing here, Y/N?!" you heard a familiar voice yell.

You turned your head around to look at Baji punching tons of guys at once while having a furious look on his face.

"Helping Toman out!" you yelled back, kicking an enemy on his face.

"I told yo--" as Baji began, he was interrupted yet another familiar voice which you recognised, belonged to the leader of Toman.

"N/N, please go that way and help Takemitchy out," He pointed towards the direction with a desperate look on his face as he dodged an attack from a lanky dude, "Ken-Chin got stabbed!"

And that was all that took which caused you to rush towards the said direction. Dodging and countering the attacks from the rival gang, you finally got out of the brawl and desperately tried to spot the familiar figure of Draken.

You were breathing heavily as your eyes squint in the heavy  rainfall to spot Draken in the dark and haze. You continue to sprint into a narrowed street until you spot a few people from afar.

As you approached further, the view got clearer. You identified a familiar figure and three unfamiliar ones, a boy and two girls.

"Draken!" you yelled, grabbing their attention as you rushed towards the scene.

There lied an injured Draken, soaked in the pool of water and his own blood, "D-draken?" you called crouching down next to his form, checking whether he was alright.

The three of them seemed to sense your worry. Then the blonde boy responded, "Draken is alive, we are waiting for the ambulance."

You lifted your head up to look at the boy's face which was covered in bruises and worry. He must be Takemichi.

"Are you....are you Takemichi Hanagaki?" you asked.

"Y-yeah, that's me." he answered, flickering his eyes towards the girls whom identities were still unknown to you.

"How long till the ambulance gets here?" he asked the pinkette.

"I don't know.." she responded. "but I think it's stuck in the rain and traffic because of the festival." she guessed.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, you heard splashes of several footsteps against the water.

Squinting your eyes at them, you saw a few men approaching but then your worry replaced with a sense of relief when you figured out that they were from Tokyo Manji Gang.

Though, Hanagaki's face didn't confirm that thought of yours, his face was washed with panic.

"Well well what do we got here," said a freaky looking dude. "Draken, you ain't dead yet?" he chortled.

You immediately understood that those guys were the one behind this condition of Draken. You tightened your weaponed fist.

"The hell are you doing here, Scardey-michi?" Mocked another guy with a nasty grin.

"Why are you here wasting our time, shit-head?" the guy who seemed to be leading the squad, said. "Someone get me the duct tape, time for a do over." he stared his minions with a stoic face then busted out laughing as though he cracked the joke of the century.

His minions laughed along. Talk about shitty humor.

"If humor classes were a thing.." you began, getting up from the spot as you stood beside the blonde haired boy, "Then I'm sure you all would have failed it," you, then eyed their forms from head to toe, "Not that you look any less of failures anyway."

His face twisted in anger as he glared at you, meanwhile the girls supported you through giggling.

Takemichi blinked at you, but for some reason a look of realisation took over his face, and then not even a second later he looked stressed as he stared at you.

You turned your head to look at him and raised your eyebrow in confusion, he noticed it and quickly averted his gaze from you to the enemies. He was sure a strange guy.

"Takemitchy...Y/N.."

Your head snapped to the directed where the dragon tattooed guy struggled to sit up.

"Draken!" it was Takemichi, who stared at Draken with a look of shock.

"Take Hinata and Emma and run," Draken commanded. "Don't worry about me.." he grinned, clutching the spot from where the blood was oozing out. "hurry up, you both."

"No," was a response which came out from your mouth. "We're not leaving you alone." Am I even considered a friend if I can't help my friends out? I know I'm pathetic, but there's a limit to that.

On the other hand, Takemichi let out a cry causing you to look at him in perplexity and everyone else mirrored your expression, including the squad's leader.

"GOD! I'M PATHETIC!" He shouted, wiping the flowing tears off his face.

He heaved a great sigh then placed a hand on the pinkette's shoulder, "Hina... Stay back." he said stepping forward.

"You're not alone in this Hanagaki." you stood beside him with a reassuring smiling on your face.

He replied with a determined nod.

Takemichi took one more step further and you matched his moments, glaring at the same guy with a scar on his left eyebrow.

"The hell are you two looking at?" he growled. "You wanna die, you little punks?!"

"Shut up, you lame bitch." you scoffed.

"We never finished our fight, Kiyomasa, did we?" Said Takemichi with a deadly look on his face, ignoring his idiotic question before.

"Huh?"

"One on one match in a fight ring." he reminded.

"Huh?"

"Are you deaf by any chance?" you said rolling your eyes at the guy.

"What are you talking about, bitch?" the same freaky looking guy from the earlier said without paying any attention to your snarky remark before. "Everyone knows you lost!" he said to the blonde guy beside you.

"I didn't lose." was his single response.

"Oh yeah?" said Kiyomasa.

"100,000000 on Takemitchy." betted Draken, with a grin.

"Eh?" Takemichi sounded surprised at the bet.

"Me too! 100,000000 on Takemichi!" Said the Pink haired girl.

"Me three!" exclaimed the blonde girl.

"Me four!" you joined.

"They're desperate," Kiyomasa glanced over at his minions. "They've totally lost their minds." he pointed his index finger towards his head as he said that.

Draken attempted to stand up, "No, we...have not, Takemitchy....got...this." he struggled to complete his sentence as he breathed heavily.

Takemichi advanced towards Kiyomasa, "Kiyomasa, Let's go!" he formed his fingers in a fist as he pounced at him, "Fight me!"

The mocking chuckle from the opponent didn't miss your notice, you guessed something was about to go wrong.

Kiyomasa took out a knife from his pocket in a flash and stabbed Takemichi in his palm.

He grunted and fell down on the ground with a thud, tears welling up his eyes.

You let out a loud gasp staring at Takemichi's hand. You turned your body towards the and gritted your teeth.

"You shall pay."

With your heart raging wildly in your chest, you tightened your brass knuckled fist in your clammy hands and launched yourself at the enemy, gathering all of your courage.

A nasty sound of your fist connecting to his cheek was heard. It was a success.

Kiyomasa's eyes were widened s he stumbled to the side and clutched the fresh bruise you gifted to him just now.

You gulped at your own self. I did it!

"If we are going to use weapons, then get ready to choke on your own medicine." you stood in a fighting stance.

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I wrote at 2:12am under the blanket hiding from my parents you guys.

How was it?

-Mary🌸