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┃ “LET’S GET THIS SHIT STARTED!!!!”

The party had already begun, but this announcement only caused the growing excitement and hype to bubble up until the entire party bursted with energy. Speakers were already pounding, the house was filled to the brim, glasses clinking as everyone began drinking even though it was barely 20 minutes into the party. All throughout the house were LED lights, all illuminating beautiful shades of purple, providing a charming chemistry and setting the mood for the sensual tension that was bound to happen as the night began. Mikey’s voice beamed with excitement, his voice vibrating within his throat, his friends giggles and chuckles filling the background, already content with Mikey’s attitude.

Attending said party was supposed to be Mikey’s friends, but as custom tradition, he usually got too drunk on the hype and would let anyone in to get the energy flowing. His friends would invite their friends, and their friends would invite their friends, and next thing they all knew, the house had been filled in the blink of an eye. The real eye candy of the party, however, remained only Mikey and his friends. “Mikey,” true name Manjiro Sano, was known as the Tokyo Manji Gang’s commander but at his college, he was known as the delinquent everyone hated yet swooned for once he opened his mouth. He was seeking to become a personal trainer, thanks to the adrenaline he got from gang fights, he thought he might as well put his skills to good use. His classmates found him quite annoying, always stealing people’s food and intruding on conversations. However, he’d open his mouth and music would spill out, the vibrato of his voice mesmerizing them all, leaving them speechless and dumb, unable to comprehend anything that he was even saying. There was something so cute yet so hot-- no, charming about the way he spoke. He’d call everyone nicknames, but when he’d call someone by said nickname, their heart would be pumping out of their chest, focusing on his shirt that covered his chiseled chest muscles unfairly underneath. Ask anyone, he’s the most annoying shit you’d ever meet in your life-- but god, what a specimen.

“Draken,” named after his signature dragon tattoo, located on the temple of his shaved head. His real name was Ken Ryuguji, but nobody called him that except for Mikey, who referred to him as “Ken-chin.” Draken was not a college student like his friends, he saw it as unnecessary since he wanted to be a mechanic. He was already well known throughout the community for his skills, so he saw it as a “waste of time” to get all “professional” about it. On the other hand, his girlfriend, Emma Sano, wanted to become a beauty guru. She was currently attending cosmetology school and was getting picked up by trending influencers or celebrities to prepare them for galas or parties. He couldn’t have been more proud of her, and she couldn’t have been more proud of herself. Mikey was especially proud of them both, happy to see his best friend and sister having the relationship he dreamed of them having.

Pah-chin and Peh-yan had both become experts in the real-estate field and were currently the richest amongst the friend group. Pah had quit Toman after his arrest, wanting to avoid any further additions to his police record. Peh-yan, loyal to his best friend, had done the same. However, they were still close with everyone, they just remained inactive within Toman. “Mucho”, true name Yasuhiro Muto, along with Smiley and Angry, on the other hand, were still active in Toman.

Similar to Mikey, Mucho had decided to put his strength to good use and frequently switched between a bouncer and a bodyguard. At least, he used to, until he “enthusiastically” told his friends he was offered to become the permanent bodyguard of a growing actress. “Enthusiastic” as in a slight raise in the pitch of his voice with a small smile, otherwise there was no noticeable difference in his face. Not even bothering to mention said actress, his friends all cheered and tackled the large man to the ground with hugs and pats. “Smiley” and “Angry,” otherwise known as Nahoya and Souya Kawata had both followed in Hakkai’s footsteps by becoming the well-known twin models. Hakkai had pointed out that since they always matched outfits and had a unique sense of style, they could easily dominate the model industry, which is exactly what they did.

Keisuke Baji, Kazutora Hanemiya, and Chifuyu Matsuno, dear god-- the womanizers all in a singular group. Keisuke Baji had skipped college similar to Draken, finding success without a degree being a boxer. He had found boxing was a healthy way, as Kazutora and Chifuyu noted, of expressing his violent tendencies. He had been picked up by several companies for his fighting abilities, and was even given an offer to become a wrestler, since he certainly had a stage presence. He was still deciding on the offer, unsure if being a wrestler was something he really wanted to do. No matter his decision, he still had his boyfriends to support him through it all. Kazutora and Chifuyu had both decided to become detectives, wanting to put those who’ve done wrong behind bars. They had only recently just became detectives after passing the promotional exam, which almost gave Kazutora a stroke-- he cried to Baji and Chifuyu after the exam was over and kept insisting he failed it. Prior to Chifuyu’s promotion, he served as a business advisor for Takemichi.

Leading on to Takemichi Hanagaki, Takemichi had become a well-known business man and rose to be the CEO of a company referred to as “Crybaby corporated,” which served the purpose of creating toys and materials for children and teenagers to be happy. Chifuyu served as his business advisor, even though they constantly referred to each other as partners. Takemichi officially wanted to make Chifuyu his business partner and share profits, but Chifuyu had opened up about his desire to be a detective and thus, he held back his offer and encouraged Chifuyu to pursue his dreams. Hinata Tachibana, Takemichi’s girlfriend, had succeeded in becoming a nurse a few months ago. Her dream was to always help people, and they both cried about it when she finally completed her residency.

You would think, having their lives so put together, they would’ve abolished Toman. Far from it, the gang was still very much active, but had the goal of punishing the younger delinquents and keeping the rival gangs in line. Mikey served as Toman’s Commander, Draken served as the Vice-Commander, Baji served as the 1st Division Captain with Chifuyu being his Vice-Captain, Takashi serving as the 2nd Division Captain with Hakkai being his Vice-Captain, and the list goes on. Everyone’s positions were very much the same, except Pah-chin had resigned his position to Kazutora. He was hesitant in doing so but was encouraged by the others, insisting Kazutora’s past was behind him and he could be trusted. Surprisingly, nobody had been arrested other than Pah-chin and Kazutora, after he turned himself in believing he had killed Baji. They all had grown smarter as they aged and knew where to host fights without any police interference. Their education and career paths also put them off the radar, harshly juxtaposing their constant police suspicion in their youth.

Arriving back to the party, this friend group had remained tight with one another since the beginning of the party. They refused to separate with one another, having too much fun drinking and gossiping with dancing in the mix. Mitsuya avoided any contact with Takemichi, still not over his irrational hatred for the man. The tension seemed to be completely invisible to the rest of the group, but Takemichi wasn’t stupid. Everyone continued chatting, giggling and exchanging with the group-- that is, everyone except Hakkai, which Mitsuya instantly noticed. He confided in the others that he had ditched Hakkai after class yesterday to sleep with someone, worried that Hakkai was still upset at him. All of them replying with a look of disapproval, others giving smug smirks as they nudged Mitsuya.

┃ “Oi, Mitsuya. What you doin’ messing with the ladies? More importantly, was it that important that you couldn’t let Hakkai know in advance?”

┃ “Ignore Ken-Chin, did you have a fun time Mitsuya? When’s the date? Details Mitsuya, details~”

┃ “I agree with Mikey, Mitsuya-kun! Who’s the lovely lady? Do we know her?” Emma persisted, the others mimicking her behavior by bombarding Mitsuya with questions.

┃ “There was nothing between us, I just needed to… get my mind off of something.”

Silence enveloped their circle, processing Mitsuya’s words carefully. It was unlike Mitsuya to be so reckless, so apathetic towards sex. It was no surprise Mitsuya was a womanizer, but he rarely slept with women unless he had a genuine romantic interest in them, or was filled by lust. His response, it displayed pure arrogance and disassociation, as if he derived no pleasure from this session at all. Worried looks began to be exchanged amongst the group, questioning glances to what was the source of Mitsuya’s stress. Before they could begin to question, the door creaked open, revealing the late guests to the party-- it was more of a club night at that point.

┃ “Hey babes, did ya miss me?”

They all began to laugh, rushing over to greet Hakkai at the front door. Only upon greeting Hakkai did they notice a woman hiding behind him, clearly uncomfortable with the stares she was getting from them.

┃ “Hakkai, who is your friend? She’s awfully beautiful.” Mikey quickly questioned, footsteps began approaching you as he wore his friendly smile.

┃ “This is (Y/N), she’s my date for tonight! She’s so lovely.” Hakkai said, faking his enamored tone, to which earned a giggle from you, all of which to Mitsuya’s dismay.

┃ “Ah, Y/N! I didn’t even recognize you, you look drop-dead stunning, girl! I’m not used to seeing you with makeup, all dressed up.” Emma replied, taking a few moments to admire you and your figure before reaching out to clasp your hands and bring you into a hug.

┃ “Y’know her, Emma?” Draken questioned, his curiosity beginning to peak even more. He hadn’t heard that Hakkai was interested in someone, nor was he dating someone. He peaked over to look at his best friend, only to see Mitsuya looked just as lost as he did, his eyebrows furrowed, fist clenching and strangling the phone that resided within it.

┃ “Mhm, she played for the varsity volleyball team, we played against each other a few times. She’s super strong!” Emma teased, earning her a slap on her right shoulder as she pulled you closer to her, her arm wrapped around your shoulders. Noticing the tensious environment as everyone began to notice Mitsuya’s growing anger, Mucho quickly stepped in.

┃ “Anyone important to Hakkai is important to us. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N.”

Everyone nodded and introduced themselves individually to you, which made your heart warm at their kindness. You avoided any possible eye contact with Mitsuya, but you could feel his eyes burning holes right through you. He admired your figure in the outfit, only causing his hostility to grow, seeing how you dressed up for Hakkai. As they began to introduce themselves to you, Mitsuya quickly took the opportunity to beckon Hakkai over. Hakki obediently followed him as Mitsuya dragged him to the drink stand, far enough to get out of Draken’s nosy eavesdrop zone.

┃ “The fuck are you doing, Hakkai?”

┃ “I’m at a party with my friends and my date. What’s the problem, Taka-chan?”

┃ “Damnit Hakkai, you dense bastard! I told you she’s nothing but a slut, you just walked in her trap! She’s just trying to-”

┃ “Trying to what, Taka-chan?” The sudden harshness in Hakkai’s voice becoming evident to Mitsuya, which made him swallow as he continued, holding himself together.

┃ “She’s just trying to take advantage of you Hakkai. Listen, I’m just looking out for you.”

┃ “Has she ever slept with you, Mitsuya?”

┃ “What? No, god, no. I’d never sleep with a whore-”

┃ “Because if I didn’t know any better...” Hakkai interrupted him, making it quite obvious he was tired of Mitsuya’s smack talk regarding you.

┃ “It would seem like you just want her all for yourself, no?”

┃ “W-what? Did she tell you that? That bitch, she’s trying to turn you against me Hakkai, you need to lis-”

┃ “She ain’t tell me nuthin’, Mitsuya. Your behavior speaks louder than your words ever could. You got a crush on my date, huh? That why you been bullyin’ her all the damn time? She don’t want you? It upsets you that she’s all dolled up for me, not you? Does that bother you, Mitsuya?”

Silence enveloped the room, what seemed like an eternity as Mitsuya’s thoughts scattered into incomprehensible fragments, Hakkai suddenly bursts out laughing.

┃ “I’m just messin’ with ya, Taka-chan! But in all seriousness, give Y/N a chance. I know ya don’t like her much n’ I’m not really sure why, but really, she’s a big sweetheart.” Hakkai grins, leaving a harsh pat on Mitsuya’s back as he walks back to the friend group, giving you a subtle wink confirming your little “date” was enough to piss Mitsuya off.

Oh, the night was just beginning.

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The party wasn’t as drama-inducing as you expected. Hakkai’s plan had made it sound foolproof-- the two of you would arrive all dressed up and a few minutes late. Arriving late would offer an opportunity for implications, which no doubt would infuriate Mitsuya even further. When you questioned Hakkai if he really wanted to do this, Hakkai had claimed that it was his idea, therefore it was fine.

┃ “He can’t just get off for bullying ya, Y/N. He’ll get no repercussions, and that’s not my style. I love Taka-chan dearly, I really do, but this is… this is unacceptable, Y/N! We’re getting REVEEEEENGEEE!!”

You were sure he was implying he was gonna kill the guy if you didn’t have any context.

After Hakkai’s wink, you couldn’t help but grin upon realizing Mitsuya was already so angry at the bare sight of you two together. At first, you were hesitant to feel good about this revenge plan, but Hakkai was right. It felt incredible-- all that humiliation, embarrassment as he pushed you in public, grabbing you by your wrists or chin, making you grovel on the floor in apologies before he’d let you leave-- it was all worth it just to see him crumble apart. Yet, there was still that small fragment of your heart that longed to comfort him, assure him there was nothing between you and Hakkai. He’d probably recoil, saying something along the lines that he doesn’t care, but he appreciated you being a “good girl” and telling him regardless. You longed for his praises, the ones he used to shower you in every club meeting. Patting your head softly as he remarked how you were such a hard-worker and how smart you were, or how you were so diligent and he’d tease about making you his “lovely assistant.” You ached just to feel the way his warm hands would stroke your hair out of your face as you worked. He bathed you in his attention, something all of his club members envied, which explained why everyone was completely fine with your public degradation. You wished you and Mitsuya could have talked, had a conversation about what happened, disappointed that Hakkai had to use context clues to put the puzzle together in front of you. The way he was right now, he was too immature to talk to, too irrational to hold a genuine conversation with you.

He was currently talking with Hakkai and Yuzuha, who you certainly would’ve fallen in love with at first sight if Mitsuya didn’t have your heart in a chokehold. The three seemed to be invested in their conversation, you didn’t dare interrupt to steal Hakkai away from them. Instead, you drifted your attention to Hakkai’s friends and found yourself easily fitting in with them. Mucho felt like an older brother to you, scolding the others if they teased you about Hakkai. Smiley and Baji were a little… energized, but kind to you regardless. Angry seemed a little too nervous to hold a conversation with you, but you found him awfully adorable when he attempted to try and talk to you.

Chifuyu and Kazutora made you feel at home, similar to Hakkai. The three of you had hit it off instantly and you quickly found yourself bonding with them. Chifuyu began blabbering as if he didn’t just meet you a few hours ago, while Kazu was a little bit more cautious. Eventually though, add a little liquor and he went on and on about some stories he had while he was in prison and said you were a great listener. Emma spoke to you, but was dragged away by Draken. While he made it quite subtle, you noticed Draken seemed to have an unspoken hostility towards you. No doubt, it had to do something with Mitsuya’s visible anger, which made you look suspicious in his eyes. You desperately yearned to clear up the situation, but you were uncertain if Mitsuya had ever spoken of you to the others and thus, you held your tongue in fear of starting drama. Takemichi and Hina were head over heels in love with one another, not separating from each other the whole night.

Takemichi, however, made it a point to make you feel welcomed once you arrived at the party. He was the first to note Mitsuya’s hostility with you and questioned it, although you dismissed it, not wanting to ruin his fun night. Hina sighed, disappointed you weren’t opening up but you insisted the two of them have fun and that you would tell them about it later. Mikey, out of all the others, was the only one who displayed a unique interest in you, enamored by the way your outfit highlighted your figure and persona so well. He was dying to know more, but seeing you were Hakkai’s date, he made it a point to distance himself but remained friendly. You were a sucker for praises, but you didn’t dare demonstrate interest in him. After all, you were supposed to be on a date with Hakkai, anger wouldn’t look so good on Mitsuya the way jealousy did. However, you couldn’t help yourself from leaning in when Mikey spoke to you, his charm sweeping you off your feet with little-to-no effort. You were about to catch yourself from falling, before noticing Mitsuya’s harsh stares as Yuzuha and Hakkai continued talking. You refused to look at him, but anyone would’ve noticed the way Mitsuya’s gaze lingered on you far more than anyone else around him.

┃ “So, what’s up with you and Mitsuya?”

Goosebumps coated your body, your hair standing alert.

┃ “He’s been giving you goo goo eyes all night. That, and a mix of “that fucking bitch” looks. I’m curious how you got him so worked up.” Mikey smirked, now very much diving into your business. Of course, he had no malicious intent, but maybe he should’ve regarded the saying that curiosity would kill the cat.

┃ “I wouldn’t want to ruin your perception of him.”

┃ “Trust me, it’d take a lot to do that.” He persisted, grin never fading so you gave in.

You began to recount Mikey on all of the persisting drama between you in Mitsuya, starting from your relationship prior to the bullying and ending at his sudden disregardance of Hakkai upon seeing you two together. Mikey’s eyes widened, his eyebrows repeating the behavior, taking a few minutes to process what you had told him. Finally, he opened his mouth to speak.

┃ “What you’ve described to me, it… it sounds nothing like the Mitsuya I know.”

┃ “Do you not believe me? I swear I-“

┃ “I believe you,” he continued. “What you’ve told me makes sense, it explains his behavior, no wonder he’s been in such an attitude lately.” He paused to giggle, a noise that bursted your serotonin levels within an instant. “Have you attempted to speak to him about it?”

┃ “I questioned him, he just repeated my question back to me.”

┃ “I see.” The silence irked you, making you nervous as you anticipated his next thoughts.

┃ “This little date with Hakkai, this is just to make him jealous then, no? It sounds like you still have feelings for him despite his irrationality towards you.”

You nodded, too embarrassed to confess your true intentions at the party.

┃ “Unfortunately, as cruel as it might seem to Mitsuya, I think this little revenge plan of Hakkai’s was well-needed. It sounds like he won’t talk to you unless you provoke a reaction out of him, and this will do just that. He’s been staring you down since the party started, you’ve got him wrapped around your finger, which is unusual for Mitsuya.” He chuckled, “It’s usually the other way around.”

You couldn’t help but glow at the thought of Mitsuya finally getting a taste of his own medicine, his jealousy almost identical to the way you felt when he humiliated you. Would he finally come crawling back, apologizing for all he’s done, truly remorseful and regretful? The thought of it was enough to cover your face with a smirk.

┃ “Awh, you’re turning red.” He teased, quickly bringing you out of your little fantasy.

┃ “I need some water.”

┃ “Yeah, I’d say you’re pretty thirsty.”

Quickly getting up, you rushed past Mitsuya, Hakkai, and Yuzuha. You escorted yourself to the drink bar, holding the drinks on the table. You reached over for a cup of water, unaware of who had followed you over. A warm chest had pressed up against your back as you slowly fixed your posture after grabbing your drink. His hands hooked on either side of you, locking you between him and the table. The familiar velvety voice brushed against your ear as he leaned in, hostility evident from his tone.

┃ “You’re a real hoe, you know that?”

The goosebumps returned.

┃ “Oh yeah? How’s that any of your business?” You remarked, making sure he didn’t sense your bubbling anxiety.

┃ “First it was me, then Takemichi, then Hakkai, and you were over there flirting with Mikey.”

┃ “Mmh, I don’t remember ever flirting with you.” He didn’t even have to look at your face to hear the shit-eating smirk growing on it. He replied with a laugh filled with disdain.

┃ “You know you’re lying, sweetheart.” He replied, although you could hear his voice at the end shake, filled with uncertainty.

┃ “You’d know a lot about that.”

Within an instant, he grabbed you by the hips and flipped you around to face him, hands firmly grasping you to make sure you didn’t move. One hand released you and instead gripped your chin, envy now clouding his normally vibrant lavender eyes.

┃ “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Your mouth went agape, having no time to process the instantaneous slap that was firmly planted on Mitsuya’s cheek, causing him to release his hold on you. He was confident you had slapped him, until he looked up to see you were just as shocked as he was. Turning to his left, Yuzuha stood, eyebrows arched and eyes piercing through him.

┃ “You’d better have a good explanation for manhandling her like that, Mitsuya.”

Instantly picking up on the tension between the two, you booked it to Hakkai, who had begun making his way to the three of you. The slap was heard by the whole party, everyone wanted in on the gossip but knew better than to get nosy with the gang. You quickly pulled Hakkai away, filling him in despite his attempts to hear the conversation between Mitsuya and Yuzuha. He didn’t seem to be listening to you as intently, as he kept looking over at the two. Yuzuha was now gesturing towards Mitsuya as he explained the relationship between you both, only digging his own grave as his impulsive behavior got brought into light. Hakkai soon made his way off to them, leaving you alone as the others began to approach you, wanting an explanation.

┃ “You can ask Yuzuha and Mitsuya about it. M’ sorry, I don’t really want to talk about it.” You mumbled in an attempt to hide your shaky voice before running off into the crowd, Mucho and the others desperately looking as they lost you.

To your own dismay, you didn’t leave the party. You didn’t know where to go, tears beginning to fill your eyes, overwhelmed by everything that was happening. You didn’t realize how big Mikey’s house was until traveling deeper inside it, seemingly going into a different wing of the house since it lacked any other drunk college kids partying. You looked diligently through the doors before finding a restroom and locking yourself in it, wiping your eyes and beginning to recollect yourself in the restroom. You sat yourself down on the closed toilet seat, taking deep breaths as you went over the events of tonight in your head, deeply regretting ever coming out for this revenge plan. However, as Mikey suggested, this may have been the only way to snap Mitsuya’s sense in place. Yuzuha, it seemed, was on your side, so all you could hope was that her words would have significance and weigh on him. After calming yourself down, you washed your face with water, sighing at the sight of the red puffiness of your eyes, swollen from crying. You fixed your outfit of any crumples and patted down the teardrops that stained it, making your way out of the bathroom. You ignored the stares you received from the other guests as you made your way back into the central wing where the party was occurring. You hid yourself in the crowd, avoiding Hakkai and his friends and making your way out of the house.

It was all going good, making your way out without a fuss. All of the sudden, you caught sight of Mitsuya stuffing himself down some chick’s throat on the porch. You cringed at the sight, envy churning in your stomach as you quickly walked down the steps leading up to the house. Only then did he notice you were there, too indulged in his fantasy with this woman, replacing her with the thought of you. He quickly left her mouth with a click of the tongue and followed you down the steps, urgently attempting to catch up with you. He grabbed your upper arm, gently yanking you back towards him. You scowled in return, yet it quickly faded when he stroked your cheeks with his hands. He examined your face carefully, making note of the red veins apparent in your eyes and the baggy appearance of your eyelids, indicating they were swollen. The way he looked at you made your stomach twist in a way even the jealousy couldn’t live up to.

┃ “Why are your eyes so puffy? Were you crying?”

┃ “It’s really none of your concern.”

┃ “Did I make you cry?” He continued, disregarding any of your retorts.

┃ “Just leave me alone, please.” Your voice began to crack once more.

┃ “Why were you crying?” He demanded, hands moving to stroke the inside of your palms. Despite his harsh demeanor, there was genuine concern behind his eyes. Although, you weren’t able to see it, eyes clouded by tears.

┃ “Why do you care? Just go back to your girl.” You pushed his hands away from yours, only for them to be grabbed once more, this time more firmly.

┃ “She’s not my girl.”

You attempted to retort once more, only to find your energy had been exhausted. You collapsed your head in the crook of his neck, beginning to sob. He was in his kind mode again, the mode that almost made you forget how cruel he could be with you. He confused you— everything about him was confusing. Yet, you found comfort in his grasp, his warm hands rubbing your back in attempts of calming you down.

┃ “Such a crybaby, what a dumbass.” He teased, one hand moving away from your back to instead stroke your hair, playing with it as he twirled strands around his fingers. There was no venom-laced in his words but rather the gentle voice you had grown accustomed to when you first met him. It only made you sob harder.

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