5 young kids ran together, laughing happily with wide grins on their faces.
"VROOOMMM!!! Move, move, move, big bro Take!" A blonde exclaimed, holding a toy airplane.
Takeomi screamed in surprise when Mikey stepped on the couch and jumped over him.
"That's dangerous, Mikey!" Takeomi said.
"Isn't it cool?! This Concorde plastic model! The supersonic airliner!" Mikey grinned, ignoring the older guy's warning.
"Huh?" Takeomi deadpanned.
"Wait up, Mikey!" Baji called out as he ran inside.
"Let me play with it too!" Haruchiyo followed.
"You idiots! You'll never lay a finger on this!" Mikey said as he kept running.
"Kids, man." Takeomi said.
"That model looks so cool! I want one too!" Senju grinned.
"Hey man, that's not girlish of you!" Takeomi said.
"Hey, Haruchiyo! Have you not realized that you've been teaching Senju the wrong words? Since I'm not leaving home anymore, you have to set a good example for her!" He scolded the young boy.
The younger boy paused from his chasing and looked back at his older brother with a meek expression.
"I'm sorry big bro Take..." Haruchiyo apologized.
Y/n stood still as she stared at Shinichiro who was flirting with Hiromi. The girl laughed as Shinichiro's face was red.
"Hmm...Shinichiro. Leave her alone, you lousy guy." Y/n said with a blank expression.
Shinichiro felt an arrow stab his heart as Hiromi sweatdropped.
"What do you mean by that?! I'm awesome!" Shinichiro argued.
"No, you're not!" Y/n said.
"She's right, Shinichiro!" Mikey said as he passed by the room again.
Shinichiro froze.
"Why are you always so mean...?! Both of you are so cruel!" He said.
Y/n stuck her tongue out before laughing and running out of the room, dodging the pillow Shinichiro threw at her.
"You're weak too! Your aim sucks too! You generally suck and I'm better than you!" Y/n was heard laughing as she ran down the hall.
"You better get back here, Y/n!" Shinichiro yelled.
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Y/n ate some candy as she walked down the hall. She had nothing to do as Hiromi had left and the boys had run off somewhere without her noticing. She would play with Emma, but the girl was currently busy helping her grandpa.
As Y/n turned the corner of the hall, she heard a thud. Blinking owlishly, she walked down the hall where she heard the sound and peeked her head in a room to see Senju on the floor and Mikey's plane, broken on the floor.
"Hmm..." She stared blankly before walking down the hall again, this time with something on her mind.
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Y/n hummed as she finished her task. A tape roll and glue container were on the floor as Y/n caressed the item she was working with. As she stood with a proud expression, she slightly paused when she heard Baji yell Mikey's name, followed by screams. Y/n picked up the item she had and walked over to see what the commotion was.
"Huh?" She uttered, her eyes slightly widening at what she saw.
"Smile, Haruchiyo. Laugh." Mikey said, stared down at the boy with blank, white, wide eyes.
Baji was on the floor, looking at him with a horrified expression. Senju also peeked from behind a door, staring in horror.
Haruchiyo was crouching on the floor, holding his hands to his bloodied mouth.
"Heh...Hehe...Ahahaha" Haruchiyo laughed with a grin, tears in his eyes as blood covered the lower half of his face.
Y/n stared at the scene before walking over to Mikey.
"Here, Mikey. I fixed it." Y/n said, presenting the item in her hands.
Mikey glanced over at her and saw the airplane toy now fixed, looking just as before the incident.
"Thank you, Y/n-chin..." Mikey muttered, taking the toy into his hands.
Y/n hummed before grabbing Haruchiyo's hands and carefully helping him up.
"Let's go, Haruchiyo. I'll clean you up. I have experience with this. Hiromi taught me how to treat wounds! Then I'll accompany you to the hospital so they can help you. They're experts and much better at this." Y/n slightly grinned, hoping to assure him.
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~Present Time~
Y/n rested her head on her hands that were propped on her knees, staring at the floor with a blank expression.
"So, what you're saying is that you want to combine our gangs?" Izana raised a brow.
In front of them stood the Kantou Manji Gang, specifically the leader and his most trusted members.
"Yes. We believe the gang will grow to rule Japan with our abilities combined. We'll be there when you feel the need to utilize us, so we ask for the same in return. Y/n will still be allowed to stay as the leader. She's free to control the gang as she pleases." Koko said.
Y/n looked at the ground with half-lidded eyes as Izana and Homura stood at her sides. To be honest, she isn't listening to much of the conversation because she doesn't care, but she did manage to hear that they were willingly handing her the top position and not including Mikey as another leader. Surprising, really.
Izana narrowed his eyes as he observed the males in front of him before glancing at Y/n.
"What's your decision, Y/n?" He asked.
Y/n blinked before looking up, her dull e/c eyes staring into their souls.
"I don't care. But if you even try to betray us, I won't hesitate to deal with you. I could care less as to who it is. You're here for me to use." Y/n said.
"Yes, we promise our loyalty to you." Koko nodded.
He was a bit surprised, really. Was this really Y/n? The one he had spoken to back in Toman was definitely more cheerful and laid-back than the one before him. Sure, he wasn't expecting her to be completely the same since they've all grown up and she was a gang leader with responsibilities and a reputation to withhold.
"Y/n, do you want to lead everything? Sure, we're here to help you, but there are some things we can't get involved with. Perhaps another person can lead with you? Mikey, maybe." Homura said, scratching his neck.
"Okay. I don't care. He can be the other leader." Y/n shrugged her shoulders.
Not that was something she didn't expect. Homura is usually wary of letting others involve themselves too much into Chi No Barca's business, so Mikey, who was a former enemy and now new ally, wasn't someone Homura would usually trust so easily, much less suggest giving someone like him power so quickly.
Click
Everyone turned their attention to the opening door, seeing a man walk in while smiling.
"What do you want, old man?" Y/n questioned, shifting her eyes to the ground.
"You know very well what I'm here for, Y/n." The man said.
Izana glared at the man who didn't pay any attention to him.
'I really do hate this man. I'm sure he's doing something to Y/n.' He thought.
Y/n was quiet before standing up.
"We're done here. I'll call if I need any of you." She said, walking to the old man who patted her shoulder, leaving his hand on it as they left the room.
"Who was that?" Koko questioned.
"It's just some geezer that Y/n or Homura occasionally meet with. Honestly, he's a nuisance. He comes whenever he pleases and always has that stupid expression." Izana scowled at the ground, picturing the old man.
"What's his name?" Sanzu asked.
"He told us to call him Mukon. Don't know if it's his real name." Homura spoke, shrugging his shoulders.
"He looks familiar though. I feel like I've met him before, not including this year or the previous one." He added.
Mikey, who had stayed silent the entire time, was thinking back to the man's face. He seems familiar, but Mikey can't remember when he had seen him. Perhaps it's important? Maybe not? Who knows? Not him.
They then heard a loud crash and breaking glass, making Izana run out of the room quickly, the others following in curiosity.
They entered a room and found Y/n holding broken glass in her now bloodied hands, staring down at Mukon with a distant expression. The old man, Mukon, smiled as he sat on a couch, writing something down on his clipboard, not fazed by the look in her eyes.
"What's wrong, Y/n? Let me help you. You're not hurt too bad, are you?" Izana asked, standing by the girl's side and holding her hands, getting blood on his own.
Y/n didn't reply, but Mukon did.
"Please leave. We are in the middle of discussing something important. There was just a bit of a problem, but everything is fine."
Izana glared at him as he grit his teeth. But before he could say anything, a voice spoke.
"Leave, Izana. Take the others too." Y/n said.
"Y/n-"
Izana was cut off when Y/n stared him straight in the eye, dull slightly wide e/c eyes meeting his purple ones.
"I said leave. You're bothering me. I don't want you here." Y/n said.
Izana hesitated before nodding and walking to the door.
"Everyone out. Boss needs her space." He told the others.
They nodded and followed him out, leaving Y/n and Mukon alone in the room.
"That was strange." Koko spoke up.
"It's kinda normal. There's usually a ruckus when Y/n or I meet with Mukon. However, Y/n's never actually hurt herself or gotten hurt, so I wonder what they were speaking about." Homura said.
Izana, who still walked ahead of them, had a strange expression as he held his hands close. They were covered in blood. Y/n's blood, to be exact. Different sets of emotions coursed through his veins, throughout his whole body. He wasn't sure what to think of it.
"I don't like this...Please be okay, Y/n..." He muttered.
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"So, any ideas?" Izana asked.
They were currently having a meeting with the leaders and executives.
"What's our gang name? Is it the Kantou Manji Gang or Chi No Bara?" Koko asked.
"Eh...We should probably change the name? It'd be a new start." Homura said.
"Is it fine with you?" Izana asked, turning to Y/n and Mikey.
Mikey nodded and Y/n replied, "I don't mind."
"Hmm...what name though?" Homura wondered.
"Uhh...I don't know. The Sanzus?" Sanzu grinned, leaning back on the couch.
"No. That's a stupid name." Koko scoffed.
Sanzu frowned.
"How about..." Izana started.
"Bonten." Y/n suddenly said, making them look at her.
"Where'd that name come from?" Homura asked.
"I don't know. It was just a random thought." Y/n said, reaching into her mini freezer and grabbing an ice cream.
She ate it while the others sat quietly, thinking the name over.
"It's not a bad name. I like it. It's quite original." Izana said and the others nodded.
"Bonten it is then." Koko said. "I'll make a new order for the gang's uniforms."
Homura then got a message and read it before turning to Y/n and Izana.
"The old dude says he's done with organizing our monthly share. It's ready to be picked up." He told them.
"Alright. I'll pick it up later." Izana said.
"What're you guys talking about? What "monthly share"?" Sanzu asked.
"One of our clients. We get half the profit for helping him with certain tasks." Izana replied.
Koko slightly perked up at this. Profit? What kind of profit?
"It's usually a bunch of cash and expensive jewelry, something like that." Izana continued.
"Oh really~ Who is this man?" Sanzu asked.
"No one important. I'm planning on cutting off the deal. He's a nuisance and seems to enjoy complaining a lot about stupid things. He's annoying. I hate him." Y/n said, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Do you want me to tell him when I go to pick up the profit?" Izana asked.
"Yeah. I don't want to waste my time dealing with his pleas to keep the deal." Y/n said.
There was a knock at the door, making Homura freeze as he looked at his watch.
"Crap. I forgot about the meeting with the old dude." Homura nervously grinned, glancing at Y/n.
"It's fine. Let him in." Y/n leaned back, her head tilted up while she still stared at the ceiling.
Once Homura opened the doors to the room, a few men entered, each carrying suitcases. Y/n shifted her eyes to observe them before stopping on one. Surely, he was the leader, judging by the presence he held and how his appearance stood out compared to the other two beside him.
"L/n-San, I'm here for the meeting we scheduled." The man dressed with riches said, bowing as he stood in front of Y/n.
"Sit down. Have any drink you'd like." Y/n sighed, gesturing to the couch across from her that had a cooler beside it.
The man took a seat and took a beer as he started talking to the silent girl, trying to butter her up to accept the deal.
His subordinates stood at the ends of the couch, standing upright with their chins held up, establishing an unwavering aura.
"You know, I've heard great things about you. I'm sure that with this deal, both of us will benefit from it greatly. You'll have the money you want, access to all sorts of underground areas, perhaps men and women if you'd like. All I need is your protection."
Y/n felt her eye slightly twitch. Was this man really this stupid? Was he not aware that she's 16/17 years old? Plus, she's got no interest in hooking up with some random person.
Izana and the others listening were also not pleased by the man's last offer. Izana formed his hand into a fist but stopped himself from striking the man over the head. Y/n would surely get upset, deeming it unnecessary.
The man in front of Y/n was slightly sweating from the girl's uninterested expression and slight annoyance.
"Hey, you lost one of your brothers recently, right? You're cousin and your sister too, years ago. I can get you two guys and a girl to replace them, making it seem as if they never left! All you have to do is give me some information on them." The man said.
The other people in the room looked at the man in shock, even his subordinates, not believing the audacity he had.
Y/n's eyes were wide as she stared at the man, silent in shock and anger. Homura grit his teeth as he glared at the man.
What type of stupidity is he saying? What made him believe that it was alright to say that? Did he really think it through and decide it was the right thing to say? What a foolish man.
"Izana." Y/n said, lowering her head and holding her hand out.
She felt her eye twitch.
Izana, with a smirk, nodded and reached for a drawer, pulling out a black object. A gun to be exact.
The man in front of Y/n felt terrified, but couldn't move. He wanted to scream, but no sound or words came out.
His subordinates stiffened as they stood in front of their boss, giving Y/n the most menacing expressions they could. However, Izana and Homura came behind them with switchblades to their necks, daring them to move a single inch or even daring them to lay a single finger on Y/n.
Y/n payed no mind to them as she stood and walked closer to the boss man, slightly tapping the man's head with the gun in a taunting manner.
"You'll offer what? I don't think I heard you. Repeat what you said." Y/n said, sending shivers down his spine.
"I-I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking-"
He yelped when Y/n shot his arm. The immense pain made tears form in his eyes as he held his arm.
"You don't ever think, do you? You're just a worthless scum. The world would be better off without you. Now leave. I really don't like you, you waste of oxygen." Y/n said.
The man got up and ran to the door, desperate to survive and leave in one piece. However, he suddenly lost his balance and as he tried to move, he couldn't. Looking down, his eyes stared in horror at the gun wounds on his legs that caused a puddle of blood to form beneath him. Registering what had just occurred, the man let out a hoarse scream as the pain shot at his nerves, and he could only crawl to the door, the instinct of hoping to survive kicking in.
Y/n watched in boredom as some of the others watched in amusement.
The man was hunched by the door, almost out of the room, but then, he started coughing out blood. Why? He was feeling fine earlier. Looking back as he felt the ridiculing eyes on him, he spotted the beer he had left on the coffee table. Surely, that must've been it. Y/n must've had someone put something in the drink offered, which he foolishly drank with no thought as to what could have happen.
Humming in amusement, Homura walked over to the man and crouched on the floor, careful not to get any blood on himself as he gripped the back of the man's head harshly, pulling his face to meet his own.
"Any last words? I'll take my time to listen." Homura questioned, a grin on his face.
"Tell my wife I love her..." The bleeding man weakly replied.
"That's boring. Plus, she's dead anyway so you can tell her yourself. Bye bye." Homura happily closed his eyes, letting go of the man's head as it fell against the floor.
"What would your parents have to say about this?!" The bleeding man weakly exclaimed.
"Nothing! They're both like your wife! Dead." Homura replied, amusingly staring at the man.
The last thing the man heard was laughter from Homura as he stared at the group ahead of him, who were visibly ridiculing and mocking him. Then, his vision went black and all sounds completely muffled before becoming entirely silent.
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Fun Fact: Y/n has jumped out a window at school while running from a teacher who caught her skipping. Once, she fell into a bush right beside the window of a classroom.