Tokyo Revengers ff 『The Hell I've Been Through』

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Takara Pov

"You were amazing" hanagaki squealed walking with me towards the medic room "yeah right, it was nothing compared to my grandpa's training camp, tho it was completely clean... And I don't have to hurt innocent people.." I look down as I balled my pissed and punch the wall, pouring my anger out, I had been in this hell for 6 months and it was sure painful "you'll get used to it" I heard the short blonde guy spoke as he rolled his eyes at the mess I made with my hands

"Weakling like you doesn't have a spot in this kind of world, you'll die after a year or so, so don't hurt yourself to soon" he said patting my shoulder, I grabbed his arms with my bloodied one "I wasn't needing your opinion on anything shorty" I spoke the anger lace on my voice, I heard kenchin and hanagaki snicker making mikey more mad

"Sleep some more, maybe you can still catch up with my height hmm?" He throw a punch at me but I dodge it, I was faster than him anyway "I don't need you teaching me what to do mr shorty pants, I already know the basics" I then left with hanagaki walking beside me while he wave goodbye to the two males "hey hanagaki--" I was cut off

"Just call me takemichi, your being to formal" he exclaimed while I just nod my head "takemichi is she really the one who runs this whole place?" Knowing who I was talking about, he just shook his head "I'll tell you ones we get to our cell" he said, eagerly wanting to know, I pulled him by the hand and we both run towards our cell

"Now tell me" I said sitting down my bed, while he sat down the bed beside mine "just.. a... moment.." he said within pants as he fell down on his bed "I think we should first cure your wounds--" he was cut off realizing that I was already numb to the pain, a sigh left his before opening his mouth to talk

"There's a woman called principal, she doesn't live in this place tho, she maybe live in another mansion, that is why sensei is always leaving every weekdays and goes back here on weekends to pick people to fight or give orders from the principal" he finished

"Is she her daughter?" I asked while he just shook his head "I don't really know, but some said that she was ones like us, being trained every single day, tormented, and ordered to kill, maybe she was a favorite of principal that's why she was chosen, but I'm not sure about that tho, I just heard it from others"

I nod as I let my self fall from bed, all of those information isn't even important to me, cause I'll be leaving this place very soon anyways "hey takemichi, you haven't been out of this world right?" I asked while he nod with the sad face 'have you ever seen a bird?" I asked while he shook his head "what is a bird?" He asked, I sigh knowing that they haven't been out of this place even ones, they have never seen the sun or anything beautiful

I stood up from bed grabbing the knife I now own, I draw the knife on my palms and used my fingers as a paint brush while I dip it on my palms which held pool of blood, I draw it on the white wall like it was my canvas "hey what are you doing?!" He asked with a worried expression "it's fine, look" he's gaze fell on the wall with a painting of a Dove, it's wings wide open

"Is that a bird?" He asked while eyes never leaving the painting I made "it's beautiful, have you seen this things?" He asked while I nod with a sad smile 'they never had a good childhood didn't they' I was pulled back to reality when two males went inside the cell "hey draken kun take a look at this" he pulled the older towards the painting on the wall

"Woah what is that?" He was amazed too and sat down beside takemichi as they admire the canvas 'such simple thing makes them happy' I thought, a sigh left mine as I started walking to go inside the bathroom, I strip off my clothes and look at my reflection, the bruises that seems to be staying with me forever, I balled my fist as I push back the urge to punch the mirror, I took the blade and grab my hair and cut it haft way, I cut it until it became a mullet style, now I look like a different person still it reflects the blood stained person I am

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I went out of the bathroom and walk quietly towards my bed laying down and stared at the ceiling "t-takara chan!! What happened to you hair?!" I jolted when I heard takemitchi, i stared at him with a questioning look and realize that he was looking at my hair "ohh this? I just thought it'll be better if i cut it short like your's, it'll be easier to fight right" i said while takemitchi walk back and fort getting anxious "were going to be dead, I'll be dead!! If sensei finds out that you cut your hair, she might blame me, she seemed to be fond of your hair, I'll be dead, I'll be dead"

He panicked while i stood up from bed and walk towards him patting his shoulder "it'll be fine, i won't let him do anything to you, she'll have to go through me first" i spoke with a smile trying my best not to tear up, i didn't think that my acts can hurt others around me too "shut up, I'm trying to sleep here!!" Mikey yelled annoyed 'still a sulking guy huh? Can he ever Change?' I asked myself

"Hey kenchin how old is he again? Does he always sound like a sulking old man?" I asked before I heard put steps walking towards me, i was now pulled by the collar his face centimeters away from me "I don't like you" he said while i just nod at him "that's understandable, i feel the same to you too" he was about to punch me when kenchin stop him, but he just glared at the older man and look back at me "don't be so comfortable talking like that to me, i swear i can ripped off your heart aways from your body right this moment" i just snickered

"I would love that" i answered smirking at him "now now guys don't fight anymore, we don't want any murder tonight do we?" Kenchin asked "i didn't started it and surely i don't wanna kill a wimp" i look at the short guy before laying back down on my bed

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Hey guys author chan is here, sorry it took me long to update and I'm sorry for making this boring chapter, i promise to do my best to the next ones, thanks for those who's still reading this, i love you