I'll Save You (Mikey x Reader)

Episode 9: Revolt

2005:

I began to pant, as Mikey and I rushed towards the parking lot, not giving ourselves a moment to breathe, until we made it onto my boyfriend's bike.

Within a minute or two, we managed to pull up to the main fight, leading Mikey to harshly slamming on the brakes, forcing the bike to slide to the side, as I clutched onto the boy tightly.

Geez. Mikey almost took me out with his breaking technique before the fight even began.

Almost immediately, I noticed a large group of men, in Moebius uniforms, following behind Peh, as they surrounded Draken, Mitsuya, and Takemichi. Blood dripped from the tattooed boy's temple, as he heavily breathed. Obviously, he wasn't planning on going down without a fight, leaving several unconscious men, lying at their feet.

Damn it! Peh must've gotten to Draken already.

As the heavy rain poured, drenching both Mikey and I, my boyfriend angrily stared at Peh, betrayed from his treachery. Putting the kickstand on his bike down, he got off, and I followed.

And this is why I always wear shorts under any skirt, dress, or kimono.

A small opening formed in the crowd, allowing the two of us through, so the blonde could face the guy we used to refer to as a good friend.

"I get it now. You had me called away for one reason," Mikey growled with gritted teeth. "To ambush Kenny. And then, you were planning to pin the blame on me, in order to try and split Toman in half."

Call? That's the first time I'm hearing about that. Maybe Peh called him while I was getting ready, and he decided to ignore it to hang out with me.

"I'm just doing this for Pah!" Peh shouted in anguish.

"You know this isn't how we do shit!" I argued.

"You should be thanking me, (Y/n)," the traitor scowled. "You were originally supposed to join Draken, but I decided against this, since you and Mikey are basically joined at the hip!"

"You sound so confident that you can beat me in a fight," I scoffed.

"Tell me, who tricked you into doing this, Peh?" Mikey asserted.

The offender stood still, in a deafening silence.

Wait a sec. Takemichi mentioned something about someone pulling the strings during the Osanai incident...

"Wow!" Stepping forward, through the crowd, was a man with a brown and blonde updo. He didn't wear a uniform, but the tattoo on his hand, which held up his cigarette, and the fact that he had a Moebius member hold up his umbrella led me to believe that he was Osanai's replacement. "I'm impressed. I guess you're not just brawn after all."

Mikey furrowed his brows. "Who the hell are you?!"

The strange guy took a puff of his cigarette, before blowing the smoke into the rainy air. "Tired, but it doesn't really matter much who I am. All that matters now is I'm in charge of Moebius. I'm Hanma."

"So, you're the creeper who's been pulling the strings lately," Mikey concluded.

As our leader raised his leg, preparing to deliver a devastating blow, as he usually does, Hanma smiled, blocking the kick with his arm. "You really are a serious smart ass, Mikey."

I watched the two with wide eyes, noticing the surprised look on my boyfriend's face. "No one has ever stopped one of Mikey's kicks before."

"No need to be in such a damn hurry, Mikey! Crushing Toman is our long-term goal, but it's so much work. We thought we'd get you to fight yourselves; it works out the same in the end. This way just has an added benefit: I get to kill the invincible Mikey with my own two hands!" Hanma laughed, throwing his arms up into the air. "Moebius has one hundred men here, while pitiful Toman has a measly four. Don't you wimp out this time cause you'll find out that I'm not a softy, like Osanai. And if you wimp out today, I'll smash your teeth down your throats!"