A little boy with messy silver hair, was seating on the patio of the grand Japanese style mansion letting the sun gently warm him up from his brutal training.
He was wearing a plain black kimono with his family's crest on it which was a beautiful patterened snake disguised as a butterfly. There was a gentil knock from the outside of his room which drew an irritated groan from his lips. "Come in" he ordered.
An old man around the age of thirty with gelled hair entered, he was dressed like a butler and he was a butler. "Young master why are you so interested in Faceless?" an old man asked.
The boy cocked back his head to face the old man. He revealed his beautiful dual colored eyes, that shun perfectly under the ray of sunshine. The right eye was a deep shiny green and the left was a loud shade of orange. A beauty mark right below his right eye.
His cold expression made the old man even regret questioning the young master who could possibly have him murdered with the snap of his fingers. "Get me glasses" without even giving it a second thought, the old man took of his glasses and handed them to the kid.
He puts them on and his vision was restored. "Oh it's you Akira, I almost mistook you for my father because what lowly servant would question his master?" he shot him a menacing smile making the old man bow and immediately apologized.
"I humbly apologize young master Yuno. I'll never make that mistake again!!" Yuno face remained stoic, he signaled for the butler to stop bowing.
"As for your question on Faceless I have a personal vendetta that needs to be solved" he answered the man's previous question. "I need her dead, search for all the girls named Y/n in Tokyo and pay close surveillance to them. The most suspicious will get shot."
Killing you in your first life wasn't enough to satisfy the feeling of torture you had put him through. The amount of pain you had inflicted on him was like a cancer to him, except it only made him insane. You were gonna pay for the hell you had put him through with more than just your death.
If he managed to break you in your previous life then he could certainly do more damage to you in your favorite anime especially since he had read the manga.
The man nodded his head, proud of his young master to turn out so blood thirsty and not some self righteous sissy. Yuno dismissed the man with a wave of his hand, keeping the glasses with him.
He didn't understand how the two of you had ended her, all he recalled was hearing your voice even after his death. He remembered all so vividly.
"I wanna be reincarnated into Tokyo Revengers!" your voice rang through his head, he grabbed the side of his head feeling another migraine coming.
All this was crazy to him, he died only to wake up as a young master of the Yakuza family. He had the same appearance as before expect now he wore glasses and he was younger.
If freaked him out a lot as theories started filling his voice wondering whether the life he before was also some messed up anime. He wondered what was real and wasn't but all that changed when he heard of the Organization named Faceless.
He just knew it was you. It didn't matter whether this was real or fake, all he had to do was make you atone for your sins. If the life he lived before was an anime then he was sure he was the hero and you were the villain he needed to destroy..
He didn't even need to be the hero to kill you that was the fun part.
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2 May 2003
Faceless moved on to money laundering.
25 May 2003
It started an illegal fight club. Becoming one of the fastest growing businesses. It had potential to become bigger.
19 June 2003
"Why do you think Jirou called a meeting?" you ask Mitsuya, who was driving his bike. You held onto his waist as he sped up.
"I don't know" he replied. His eyes focused on the road. Then you saw Draken, Baji and Mikey all at red light arguing about who's bike is the best.
Mitsuya stopped. "Oi, Oi, Oi I'm ain't gonna pretend I didn't hear that shit. My Impulse is the best in the world my friend, right Y/n?"
"Definitely the best" you agreed because you were getting a ride from him. You didn't want him pulling a Baji, you turn to look at Mikey who was getting a ride from Baji, he was battling with his sleep.
Hanemiya pulled up beside you and Draken. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Why bother fighting when you guys are stuck in gravity? It's suffocating. My Rocket's the best in the whole damn universe."
They started arguing and all of a sudden Pah-chin sped by when the traffic light turned green, earning a gasp from everyone."My CBX400F's the best. Let's race to the shrine!!"
They all hit the gas pedals, speeding up.
"Oi, Pah-chin you damn cheater!"
"Bring it on!"
"Whoevers the last one will get punished!"
Mikey ended up loosing to his sleep, he passed out on the back of Baji's bike.
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Baji arrived last and you guys gave him shit about it. Draken asked Mikey on why you guys were gathered here getting straight to the point. You all gathered by the steps on the shrine, seating down while Draken and Mitsuya stood up. Mikey sat at the top.
"Have you ever heard of the Black Dragons?" Mikey started, his voice nonchalant. You heard of them after all you were in the underground business, they were a brutal group three years older than you guys but you chose to stay silent.
"I heard that they're brutal as hell. Three years older than us, right?" Mitsuya was the one to speak, Hanemiya flinched hearing about them. "Why didn't you tell us Kazutora?" the short blonde asked the nervous boy before he could deny anything he continued, "Baji told me. You've been fighting the Black Dragons all on your own haven't you?"
You felt a jolt of electricity coursing through your veins, this whole thing felt familiar it was like you had watched it before. Then you had a light bulb moment 'wait is this the day Toman gets created?' Baji is gonna say they should make a gang or something?I better stay quiet'
Kazutora fell silent confirming what Mikey had just said. "What?! Kazutora got into it with the Black Dragons?! No way?!"
"I guess Kazutora lived in the Black Dragon's turf"
"I see. Wait are you planning to overthrow the Black Dragons, Mikey?"
The said boy got up from his seat. "Yep the Black Dragons are huge. If we're gonna do this we need a good reason."
"I've got an idea" Baji spoke grabbing your full attention you knew what he was about to say next. "Let's start our own gang."
"A gang us?"
"Yes"
"Huh, that sounds pretty awesome" Draken agreed.
"I've already got everyone's position figured out. Our commander's gonna be our most powerful in the universe, the Vicky little shit Mikey."
"You're gonna make me blush"
"Our vice commander's gonna be our dependable big bro, Draken. Our mediator, Mitsuya, is going to command our elite guard. Our powerhouse is Pah-chin will carry our banner. You and I'll be the attack unit, Kazutora."
You didn't think you were gonna be included."Y/n will be our Ace, our secret weapon." 'So I get a role afterall' you nodded your head.
"But you sure you wanna go through this with this just like that?" Hanemiya seemed uncertain of this whole idea.
Mikey ignored him and turned around, his back facing all of you. He had his hands behind his head, "I've already decided on the name" he announced.
"Eh? What's it going to Be?" you all asked excited.
He placed his hands on his hips. "Tokyo Manjiro Gang" the excitement was thrown out of the window almost immediately as you all said, "lame" in unison.
"I don't know about that stupid name, but I'm down to start a gang."
"Hm? Ken-chin?"
"It's true. It'd be a good reason to fight the Black Dragons, even though the name sucks."
"You're so mean!" Mikey cried into his hands covering his face.
Pah-chin ignored him. "A gang huh? That's super exciting! But the name sucks"
Mikey turned around with a cartoonish tear, "You guys suck!"
You really didn't want to ruin this moment or steal the thunder but you really liked the praise and credit. "How about The Tokyo Manji Gang, Toman for short. "
They all gasped liking the sound of that. "That's a good name!"
"I like it!"
"That's a good name!"
You really loved the credit as they praised you for something you didn't even come up with. It was like you had given them a piece of treasure.
"Then it's settled. We're giving ourselves to you. Create this new age, Mikey"
"Yeah. What kind of gang do you wanna have?"
"A gang where we can all risk our lives for each other. That's the kind of gang I want."