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Naoto started laughing as Takemichi's unconscious body fell to Mikey's arms.
"You're so fucked." He said with a mocking tone. "Takemichi has already gone to the past."
“Shut up.” Sanzu hit his head with the back of his gun. He didn’t know what Naoto was talking about, but he could tell from Mikey’s face that it wasn’t something good.
Has Takemichi really gone to the past?
Didn't he need to shake hands with Naoto?
"No. You're lying."
Naoto’s cynical smile grew wider. A trickle of blood came out of the wound Sanzu made on his head.
"I'm not lying. Look, he's unconscious now." Mikey looked at Takemichi's body in his arms. "He'll stay like that until he shakes hands with me in the past. I’m sorry but I don't think he'll do that anytime soon."
"Kakucho." Mikey called him and gave him Takemichi's body. "Take him to his bedroom." Kakucho only nodded and left the room.
Sanzu pressed his gun harder to Naoto's temple.
"You can kill me if you want. I've already died before." There wasn't any fear in Naoto's eyes. "I know he'll save me. He'll save all the people that you killed."
"What is he talking about, Mikey?" A white haired man came from behind him. "Time travel? Saving the dead? Hey, have you gone nuts?"
"You haven't shaken hands with him. How could he have gone to the past?" Mikey asked. He knew that Naoto and Takemichi had to shake hands to make the time traveling possible. That’s why he made sure to tie Naoto’s hands to his back.
"W-wait. Do you actually believe him, Mikey? Oh, my Mikey ."
Mikey ignored him.
"It's not the act of shaking hands that makes it possible for him to go back in time. It's the strong drive to change the past that makes it possible." He explained. "So, a kiss should make do."
Remembering that Naoto had kissed Takemichi, Mikey kicked him straight on his face.
With his arms tied to his back, Naoto couldn’t do anything to keep his body from falling directly to the ground.
It hurt like hell.
When Naoto opened his eyes, he realized that his vision was blurry and the back of his head was bleeding. He tried to stand up, but he couldn’t.
He really was going to die, huh?
He might as well torture Mikey.
“You know. Takemichi really thought that deep inside, there was good in you. I can’t imagine how Takemichi must feel right now.” He coughed blood. “Knowing hat his dear Mikey, his friend who he also wanted to save, had killed all his friends. But why? Just because he couldn’t accept that his feelings weren’t returned and they stood on his way when he tried to kidnap him.”
“Shut up.” Naoto was getting on Mikey’s nerves.
“Why should I? Is it because you can’t handle the consequences of your own actions?” Naoto continued. “Did you really think that you could kidnap him and trap him here just because you wanted to? You disgusting piece of shit. You raped him, didn’t you? I saw the marks on his neck.”
Sanzu shot Naoto’s right shoulder.
“He told you to shut up.” He hissed.
“Like I care.” Naoto rolled his eyes and kept going. “I wonder how Takemichi will look at your younger self knowing that his dear Mikey killed all his friends, kidnapped him and raped him.” Naoto laughed. “Holy shit. I would give anything just to see what face you’d make when Takemichi tells you how disgusting you are.”
Sanzu shot his other shoulder.
Mikey felt his skin crawling and anxiety filling his head.
He knew his younger self wouldn’t withstand Takemichi leaving him.
“I’m gonna die. But you know what? I’m not afraid. Takemichi will save me and I’ll eventually wake up to a better future. A future where Takemichi finally realizes that there’s no use in saving you. You’ll be just another failed future in Takemichi's mind.” Naoto’s voice was getting weaker. “But hey, at least you got his body, you can still fuck h-”
"SHUT UP." Mikey took out his gun and shot Naoto in the head until his gun ran out of bullets.
“What the hell was all that?” Izana said as he saw the mess that was now Naoto's head.