《EVERLASTING || manjiro sano》messes
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a meeting with the leaders of the five divisions, what made that occur? draken's constant nagging.
mikey got tired of draken ordering him to announce that sohaya's leader's helping them with the fight. he just gave in and that's a hard thing for mikey to do.
"what did you want to talk about, draken?" mitsuya asked, being the only one standing.
"the feud with moebius surely isn't getting better. so because of that, we're getting someone to help us with the fight." draken declared.
some chatter were heard but that's perfectly normal. "who's the "someone" specifically?" hayashida questioned.
draken looked around in confusion. "mikey?" he called.
"just walk out, it's not that big of a deal!" "well it is to me!" two whispering people bickered.
"hey!" was the last whisper before mikey came pulling y/n by her arm.
the whole gang just stood there, not knowing who mikey just dragged in. until baji stood up in shock. "Y/N?" baji shouted.
y/n awkwardly stood there so she just waved at them. "WAIT SHE'S BACK?" mitsuya asked loudly.
"no no no no. I'm not back. I'm just here to help with the fight." y/n stopped that thought which led them to groan.
"y/n and her gang are here to help us with moebius, considering we might lose." draken explained.
all y/n knew was that pa-chin was in jail. and that's what lead to the whole moebius and toman feud. "you know, i never stopped cleaning your messes, you lazy-bums." y/n spoke freely since she knew each and every one of them.
"our messes?" smiley laughed with his iconic smile.
his presence was really comforting to anyone. he was always smiling and was always happy. "yeah.. oh right! mitsuya you know that shop that went.. kaboom?" she mouthed the last word.
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"oh yeah! that shop!" mitsuya remembered.
draken was confused. "what shop?" he crossed his arms all brotherly like.
mitsuya and y/n stood quiet, trying to avoid draken's gaze. "ANYWAYS. I filed some documents, and you're all good." she whispered to mitsuya who got excited.
"seriously, what shop?"
they both stayed quiet. "i'm glad to be back." y/n said politely.
"AHEM." mikey cleared his throat purposely.
"TEMPORARILY."
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y/n sat on the stairs, and stared at the huge gang they call toman. she was a part of this but she wasn't anymore. honestly, she wasn't just a part of this, she had to control it too.
now it's only her, and her gang. it felt lively here, with all the friends. "you know, y/n. you could always come back to toman." baji told her as he stood above her.
y/n smiled at the people laughing, and smiling. "it looks happy here, but i already started a new life. I can't go back now." y/n grabbed her jacket and left.
mikey looked up, at the empty spot on the stairs. his recent smile faded and baji noticed it too.
when is she gonna clean up our mess? mikey thought.
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