[Name] tightly held onto Mitsuya's waist. Unlike Mikey's moped, Mitsuya's motorcycle was way faster. "You know, I can see why Mikey seems to like you so much." Mitsuya calmingly told [Name].
[Name] moved her head to look up at Mitsuya. "You know, you seem entertaining- well, er- not in entertaining like that way.. but you seem like the person I wouldn't mind hanging out with for the rest of my life. Not like.. married or anything!" Mitsuya coughed and looked away. The tip of his ears were red.
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Because Mikey's moped was out of gas, Baji was forced to get gas for Mikey. Earlier, they ran into a group of delinquents, so [Name] was a bit worried.
[Name] had to buy a swimsuit anyways, so she went ahead to buy one. There, she noticed Baji protecting Mikey's moped. Her eyes widened in disbelief, she didn't know what she was doing. Her legs started moving as fast as she could and raised on leg to the air.
[Name] [Last Name] kicked the deliquent on the face.
The deliquent fell.
She was holding his face by her foot, her eyes darkening.
"Y... oo... st.. st.. 'pid.. fuc- f... ers.." [Name] spat at the deliquent's face.
"Holy shit, [Name]-chi? Was that you? Did you just talk?" [Name] turned to find Mikey handling the others. [Name] felt her throat, shit. She just talked. [Name] couldn't afford getting surgery to fix her vocal chords, so the more she talked the less chance of her vocal chords being able to get fixed if she was able to afford it.
"I'm sorry you had to protect my moped, Baji. Did you really think my moped was more important than my family?" Mikey threw his moped and punched the rest of the gang.
"Man, [Name]-chi! You were so badass, I didn't know you could do that! God, that was hot when you stepped on him. Right, Baji?"
"Geez, Mikey. Shut your mouth for a second." Baji was smiling at Mikey, he really did appreciate him.
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The day before Mikey's birthday came, Mikey told [Name] he would introduce his older brother to her. [Name] wanted to do something special for Mikey. [Name] decided to just do embroidery for Mikey. Hiroto protested, saying something in lines of 'Boys don't like that kind of stuff!', though [Name] disagreed. [You shouldn't label something with a gender, Hiroto.] She had written.
Hiroto scoffed, and shook his head. Hiroto wasn't sexist, no, he just wanted to hide the fact he enjoyed playing with barbies and wearing bows.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go ahead and make that embroidery-thing or something." Hiroto stopped pestering [Name] about it.
[Name] had finished it after long restless hours. She heard her apartment door being knocked on. 'It's so late, who could be here at this hour?' She wondered.
As she opened the door, she was engulfed in a hug and noises of sobbing. It was Mikey, was was he crying? [Name] rubbed circles at his back. She made a hushing noise to calm him down.
Mikey hadn't uttered a single word, and that made [Name] nervous. She was very worried for the boy and wanted to understand why he was crying.
"Eh? Mikey? What are you doing here?" Hiroto yawned and rubbed his eyes; he stared at Mikey. It was almost midnight, did something happen?
[Name] motioned her head 'no' at Hiroto. [Name] knew Mikey probably didn't want to talk, so she didn't force him to. She shoo'd Hiroto away and rested Mikey's head onto her lap.
"Shinichiro, he's.. hic ..." Mikey couldn't finish his sentence. [Name] shh'd Mikey and let him relax.
[Name] didn't know how much she had helped Mikey that day, and she didn't know how much their bond grew because of that.
To Mikey, [Name] was his hero.
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TIME SKIP
"Oi, Mikey! Stop barging into [Name] and Hiroto's apartment! Just 'cause you got a key doesn't give you a reason to barge in! What's for breakfast, [Name]?" Draken peered over [Name]'s shoulder and stuffed his head to her neck.
"Hey! Ken-chin! Stop that! Get away from my beloved!" Mikey nudged Draken away from [Name] and wrapped his arms around her.
[Name] learned how to sign, and Draken and Mikey decided to learned also so [Name] didn't have a harder time with communicating with them by using a whiteboard.
[I am making grilled fish. Do you not have eyes? Can you not see I am cooking it in front of you?] [Name] rolled her eyes at the duo.
"But [Name]-chi!" Mikey whined.
[But what?] [Name] signed.
"But... mmm.. I don't know! Can't think of an excuse!" Mikey cheekily grinned.
[Name] sighed and prepared four plates. One for Draken, one for Mikey, one of Hiroto, and one for her; Hiroto helped by grabbing the chopsticks.
[Hurry up eating. I still have to help Mitsuya in the crafting club. I will leave you both if you do not.] [Name] signed to them.
"Hah?! Okay, geez, wait!" Mikey stuffed his face and started shoving the fish down Draken's throat. Draken choked a bit and spat some rice at Mikey's face.
Hiroto looked at the two with displeasure, "Have some manners in front of Nee-san." Hiroto grumbled and put his dishes in the sink. "I'll wash the dishes after school, Nee-san." Hiroto informed.
[Name] nodded, [Stay safe, Hiroto. Remember not to talk to strangers on your way to school, alright?]
"But Nee-san, don't you do that all the time?" Hiroto shrugged, not waiting for an answer; he eent off with his wheelchair and bid his sister a goodbye.
"What are you waiting for, [Name]? Hurry up, slow-poke." Draken gently pulled [Name] and gave her the helmet she always wore. Draken buckled it on for her and [Name] nodding when it was tight and secure enough.
Now that Mikey had his brother's motorcycle, he wasn't slow anymore and didn't have to ride with Baji or the others.
"Let us start another day of our adventure, shall we? [Name]-chi?" Mikey smiled.
DID YOU KNOW?
- Because Draken was so good at sign language, sometimes he had to correct [Name] when she did it wrong. Draken always teases her about it.
A/N: Finally starting the anime story-line! Sorry for the long wait! <3
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