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The place was filled with laughter, the enemy was laughing at them. The upper echelon of Kantou weren’t batting an eye on the joke made by a certain vice-president, only the lower ranks had the audacity to laugh. They just stood there with a neutral face. They knew they shouldn’t underestimate the gang across them.
The Tokyo Manji Gang was not happy, they didn’t even twitch when they got made fun of. They were serious, a blank expression laced on Takemichi’s face. It’s clear he’s thinking about this situation carefully.
Chifuyu is looking at him, a bit worried. The numbers of the Kantou is worrying. 500 vs 50? He suddenly got hit by deja vu. Tenjiku, huh.. He shook his head at the thought.
“So partner, what should we do?” he asked the president, the blond gave him a determined gaze. “Like how we usually do things” he muttered before grinning, making Chifuyu chuckle.
“You should’ve never come! You think this is a kid’s game!?” one of the people in Kantou yelled. Clearly, the guy didn’t know who he was talking to. No one was allowed to talk shit about Toman, especially to Takemichi. It made Chifuyu irritated.
“Ah, what a mess”
Chifuyu looked at Takemichi but he’s also wearing the same expression as he is, confused. “Wasn't that your voice?” he said pointing at him. But the voice was deeper than what Takemichi sounds like.
Chifuyu noticed that all of them stopped laughing and were standing still while looking to the side. He followed their gazes and his eyes almost jumped out from its sockets.
“Who’s talking shit to our micchi?”
A guy that was taller than them walked as a group of people was beside him. His black hair is slick back with a cigarette in between his fingers. The man was wearing a black suit without the blazer, he loosened his tie.
“Takemichi!” A blond guy that looks exactly like Takemichi ran to them as the guy wrapped his arms around the shorter male. The guy was wearing a Tenjiku uniform , making Chifuyu confused. Takemichi looked so baffled, trying to comprehend what he was seeing.
“Don’t overwhelm him.”
Chifuyu looked at the other who just spoke. The man was wearing a red dress shirt with the first two buttons undone showing a tattoo that was placed on his chest. A very noticeable bag under his eyes. His face is cold, similarly to Mikey’s demeanor.
Chifuyu got the chills when they made a split second eye contact.
“Sorry about them, micchi. But can you tell us what’s happening right now” A man wearing a red coat with the Black Dragon symbol on its back walked over to him with a sweet voice.
Now that Chifuyu thinks about it, their faces are exact replicas like Takemichi, especially their eyes. Like a clone , just wearing different clothing. He noticed that most of them were observing their surroundings.
“We’re about to fight the Kantou Manji Gang” Takemichi says, hesitantly. As the guy was holding him finally let go of his arm. The guy with the BD uniform titled his head. “You know about this?” the guy asked, turning his head to the intimidating guy Chifuyu thinks.
“Yeah, that’s the creation of Bonten but I didn't know Toman was fighting them. As far as i know, it was the battle of the three deities”
Bonten? What’s that?
“I know you..” he heard Takemichi whisper, almost looking terrified as he was staring at the man with the slick back hair. The man took a drag of his cigarette before puffing out a smoke. A dark grin was plastered on his face.
“I’m glad you recognize me, micchi” the man replied, “Wait, can someone explain this? What’s happening?” Mitsuya interfered before grabbing Takemichi close to him and basically glaring at the man who was smoking.
The blond one wearing the BD uniform sighs before walking to Mitsuya, “We’re Hanagaki Takemichi but in the future of different timelines.” he said, smiling before snatching Takemichi away from the lilac boy.
Huh..? Different timelines?
“W-What!?” Takemichi looked shocked, clearly he doesn’t know this at all. He stared at his other selves who were just grinning and chuckling at his reaction.
“Wait! You can’t just announce that in front of them” Takemichi said, even though he still doesn’t believe this is truly happening. “It’s fineee, micchi. Anyways, let’s say what timelines we’re from so he wouldn’t get confused” he clasped his hands, excitedly.
“11th Generation president of the Black Dragons” He smiled at him. “Tenjiku, third commander,” the other one answers before waving at Takemichi. “Toman executive” the man replied even though Takemichi knew (saw) him before. “Bonten” The ravenette stated before going over to Takemichi and touching the necklace clover on his neck.
Takemichi just stood still, processing on what the fuck they just said.
Black Dragons, Tenjiku, Toman, and Bonten. Those Takemichi exist. What the hell is even happening right now? I don’t know but.. maybe they could help me. Takemichi thinks.
But the others seemed to be impatient, “So, who’s the one talking shit to Takemichi Hanagaki?” he yelled for the Kantou people to hear. “Mikey-kun looks so young here,” Tenjiku Takemichi muttered.
The Kantou people were shocked is an understatement. Mikey of all people has a surprised expression plastered on his face. This was a lot to take in and they’re in the middle of going to war with Toman for fuck sakes.
“Haruchiyo, were you making fun of Toman?” A cold voice snapped Mikey out of his thoughts. He looked at Bonten Takemichi. The tattoo, pale skin, tousled black hair, his presence. This is not the Takemichi Mikey knew and loved. His eyes are dull.
It scared Mikey because ,
was that the face Takemitchy made when ken-chin died? or when i almost..
He doesn’t wanna think about it
Sanzu looks annoyed and surprised when his name gets called out. He clicked his tongue, “The fuck you want?” he snapped at the man who just stood there in a relaxed manner, hands inside his pockets.
“Looks like you didn’t get tamed yet. Oh-who am i kidding, this was the past. Still a loyal dog, I see” his lips curl into a sinister grin. The lower ranks froze, some broke down in a cold sweat.
“Now Take, don’t scare them. They’re children at this time. Not adults yet” Tenjiku Takemichi mockingly said. “Mikey-kun! I heard in this timeline Izana died. Don’t worry he’s having the time of his life in my timeline” he reassured, not that it would make Mikey feel better though.
“Oh my-Is that..Kaku-chan!?” The male practically ran to the enemy’s side and lifted the scarred boy up. “Little Kaku is so cute~!” he exclaimed, making Kakucho turn red. “Please put me down, Takemichi ” the older male puts him down, walking away not before patting Kakucho’s head with a smile on his face.
“Micchi, let’s go” Bonten Takemichi stated as Toman Takemichi carried the blond. Takemichi let out a yelp, “Where are we going?! Put me down! I can’t just leave my gang!” he thrashed around the man’s hold.
They stopped walking, putting him down. “Wait, what position are you in Toman right now, Micchi?” BD Takemichi asked. “Technically it’s Toman 2nd Generation but I'm the president” he replied. “Ooh~ That’s so cool, Micchi! I’m proud of you” BD Takemichi ruffled his hair.
“Toman’s president, huh. Not bad, micchi” Bonten Takemichi had a small smile on his face while saying that. But that quickly faded when he turned around just in time to block a kick from a certain blond.
The impact of the kick was loud. You can almost feel the hatred and anger in that kick even without having to experience it.
“Get away from my Takemitchy”
Mikey seethed. The temperature suddenly dropped. They never saw Mikey this angry before, not even when the three deities happened, he was cold but now-they could feel the hot rage coming out from his body.
Where are they going with my Takemitchy?
He came back to the past because of me and me alone .
How dare they try and snatch him away from me.
He’s mine.
Takemitchy belongs to me.
Surprisingly or not surprisingly, the different timeline Takemichi was not fazed at all.
“My, my, my. Manjirou, that’s quite an expression there” Bonten Takemichi chuckled as if to mock him. Mikey twitched at the name.
“But unfortunately, he’s ours ” he stated.