《Remember | Tokyo revengers》「15」- Suspense
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"Found you~"
[Y/n] clenched her teeth and glared at the guy menacingly. He laughed then let out a short whistle at the look she gave him.
"So? What're you trying to achieve in having me killed?" She asked calmly. Since she's someone who could die at any moment back in her world: before, during or after surgery, she can't feel any fear.
She's been cut open many times so there's no way some crazy guy with a knife would scare and make her tremble.
After all person with a heart disease does require several or multiple surgeries, and she's someone who's experienced it since childhood.
Not to mention she already did . She won't even bat an eyelash if she does experience it once again but she can't let that happen. Not now.
"Kill you? Oh, no. No, no, no." The man laughed in a deep voice. "I'm here to bring you home." He ran the sharp tip on her cheek, grazing it and drawing blood.
"This was required since you were a bad girl." His slender fingers softly touched the purple bruise on her neck.
"You're so beautiful." He wiped the trail of red liquid and he pants. He was acting like some freaky pervert. Which he clearly was. It wasn't even that long since the last cut on her face healed.
"I can't wait. Imagine all the fun things we'd do." A vein pops up on the side of her jaw when she clenched it tightly as she felt her blood boil.
"Oh, I absolutely love that look in your eyes." [Y/n] grits her teeth and continued to glare at him with sharp and fiery in her eyes.
"It reminds me of my burning flame of love towards you." The girl almost shuddered in disgust. Having enough of getting her time wasted with a meaningless conversation, especially the man.
She wiggled and twist her wrist as both of them were pinned above her and was being held in vice grip that it also formed a purple bruise just like on her neck.
Letting out a grunt of annoyance, she used the remaining of her strength and managed to successfully free one of her hands.
The female did not waste any more time. She swiftly moved her hand and poked both of his eyes and when he screamed in pain, [Y/n] took this another opportunity to push him off her.
"Disgusting freak." She clicked her tongue then kicked his stomach and crotch to deliver more and much greater pain.
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"I fucking swear. If you don't give up on me and pull this shit again, a kick on your crotch won't be enough." She scoffed then sneered when she found how pathetic the unknown man was rolling on the ground in pain and gasping for air.
"I'm not that kind, you know?" In a dangerously low voice she said as she kept a certain distance. "I'm only letting you off since I have much more important things to do."
"If you're so against with the idea of being with me..." he whispered while the figure of the girl kept moving away from his sight. "Then I'll have no choice but to kill you, right?"
[Y/n] noticed a beautiful blue butterfly pass by when the rain stopped seconds ago and as she was enchanted by the sight of it, she heard a loud scream and running footsteps that grew louder when it became closer.
She turned her head and what she saw made her breath hitch.
'Takemichi, that guy...' she was exhausted. 'He could've at least gave me some small hints about my demise.' Her body stumbles.
'All he did was give an anxious look....nah, I'm the one to blame for not picking that up quick.' She laughed as she felt a burning pain.
"You think I'll let myself die by your hands?!" She chuckles. "I'm not dying, asshole." The female grips the sharp blade, not minding the pain as adrenaline coursed through her body.
"At least not today." She pulls the knife out of his grip and kicked him on his stomach once again, causing for the stranger to topple on the wet groud.
"I'll only die when I want to."
The guy grits his teeth under his black mask. Before he could attack again, familiar voices that kept calling or shouting the [h/c] teen's name in a loud booming voice echoes in the previously quiet place.
It caused for him to halt in his steps then slowly step back.
"I'm not giving up on you." He snarled. "We'll see each other again."
"And I'll be sure to kick your small dick again as a greeting." [Y/n] glowered and as she watches his retreating form, she raised her hand and middle finger before falling on the ground. Her legs felt jiggly and her entire body finally had the time to relax.
"Smiley over here!" The familiar figure of a fluffy blue haired boy points out. Both twins dashed to her side worriedly.
"Hey." She greeted with a light chuckle. "Thank goodness." A sigh of relief came from her. Since she felt relaxed and safe now, she failed to notice the twins' expressions.
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Shocked when they got closer to their friend's figure. Angry instantly kneeled on the ground with fearful and concerned eyes.
She has never looked fragile in his eyes. Souya's aware that she's a strong girl but right now he can't help but see her as something so fragile. One wrong move might make the female in front of him crumble.
He– they had never felt such immense fear course through their system.
The bruises, cuts, and blood made the blue hair fret. Smiley on the other hand may be quiet but the anger or rage that emitted from him could be felt even in the air.
"Don't give me that look." [Y/n] sighed before flashing them a smile. "I'm alright you know?" They could instantly feel the pang of guilt hitting them. More over how could they even believe her words when she has those purple bruises on her neck and wrists.
Not to mention the blood dripping on her hands and cheek.
"Let's get you to the hospital." Souya said as he helps the [h/c] teen get up from the ground. He was gentle when he did so.
"Is Draken alright?" She asked, voice a bit hoarse as she was being assisted to hop on Nahoya's bike by the guy itself since Angry went to fetch some people as he informed.
"We haven't heard anything yet." Replied the peach haired. His grip on the motor's throttle tightening. He can't help but feel the bubble of anger rise within him once again.
Don't get him wrong. There's nothing wrong with her worrying about Draken. They're great friends ever since childhood...it just upsets Nahoya on how [Y/n] would worry about someone else's well being right now when she's someone who was seconds away from death's door.
Just the thought of them arriving a second late made him feel.....unpleasant.
"Mitsuya told us to go search for you since that Takemichi dude told him." The girl let out a small hum as Nahoya starts the engine of his bike after texting someone named Mucho while Souya comes back with other people — members of the gang that was under their command, the fourth division.
"It's rude to stare." [Y/n] sighs out while glancing at them by the corner of her eyes. The boys apologized then quickly scrambled to their vehicles and started their engines.
The ride to the hospital where Draken and the rest of Toman were at wasn't long as they were already parking their bikes. The female spotted the familiar members with their uniforms at the distance and they seemed to be staring at them – specifically her.
Nahoya who was about to put down the stand was thinking of carrying the [h/c] girl inside since she didn't had any slippers on and her feet was already injured enough.
But alas, just right after he put down the stand [Y/n] hopped off which startled the people that was close to her. No one had the time to react to stop her as she was already running pass the hospital doors.
"Seeing your faces..." The teen spoke right after arriving and seeing the figures of her friends sitting in the waiting room. "I guess the operation isn't over yet." She heaves and sighs.
'She's alive! [L/n]-san's alive!!!' Takemichi shouted in his mind as his eyes became teary. 'All that's left now is Draken-kun...'
The silence made her to look at them again. They all had the same look of concern in their faces but before anyone could say anything, someone came out of the operation room which made them to shift their gazes.
"We stopped his life from ending." The person first informed. "The operation was a success."
Relief and smiles were instantly seen in the teenagers faces. Some of them had tears forming in their eyes at the news.
"Fuck...YEEEAAAH!!!" Takemichi first cheered as Yamagishi follows after him.
"Jeez, keep it down." Mitsuya grinned while wiping the tear away from his eyes. "Thank goodness it's still the same." [Y/n] mutters quietly with a sigh while slowly letting her body fall on the ground flatly.
"[Y/n]!"
"[L/n]-san!"
Her friends shouted with worry written all over their faces. The girl only laughs as she laid on the cool ground.
"I'm fine. I'm fine. Pipe down people." She waved her hand left and right, dismissing them. "The ground just feels nice...though I do wish I'm on a soft, fluffy, and warm bed." She said with a little laugh.
"Don't mind me and inform the guys outside." She took a deep breath and exhaled. "I'm exhausted.."
Mitsuya first stared at her and when she noticed him, he immediately broke eye contact and sent a sheepish look before walking away after he talked something with Peh.
'Did he just avoid me...?' she asked herself while squinting her eyes towards the lilac haired guy's walking form.
"[Y/n].." Emma calls in a brittle voice and cuts her thoughts off. She saw her blonde friend now beside her as tears were seen on the corner of her eyes and it looked like it's fall any second now.
"E-Emma..?"
[Y/n] only let out a nervous laugh while the others stared.
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