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trash-monkey · 1 year

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Little Brother

Chapter 3

Once finished eating brother throws away our trash into a bin while Takashi settles me into his arms, not really wanting to risk me getting lost on our way around the mall before we finally walked through the sliding doors of a child store and Takashi sits me into the seat of a chart.

"Cold." I gasped when my bear legs touched the cold metal of the shopping cart causing both to chuckle before Takashi started pushing the cart down a clothing aisle with brother tailing behind, Takashi takes a look at the tags on my clothes for size since brother didn't know when asked.

"There's goes my wallet once again." Brother muttered at watching Takashi put things into the cart, pairs of three long sleeve shirts, short sleeve shirts, pants, shorts, underwear, shocks, one pair of flip flops, sandals and shoes are put into the cart with the thought of getting more at a later time.

"Which one do you like?" Takashi asked me while holding up two different colored pacifiers after we moved on from the clothes, I point at the baby blue one before I noticed brother has disappeared.

"Bu?" I muttered while searching around causing my already attached heart to drop at no sight of him, I turn to Takashi with glazed eyes and bottom lip in mouth trying to stop myself from crying but unwilling a tear rolls. With a 'oh no' expression Takashi quickly removes me from the carts seat and settle me into his arms where I nuzzled my face into his neck, the only thing he hears are sniffles while trying to clam me down with back rubs.

"What's wrong?" Jerking my head towards brothers voice, I immediately reached out to him and give his shirt a death grip once in his arms.

"He got upset when he didn't see you and I guess he thought you left him." Takashi replied, brother sighed through his nose as he rubs my back and lean his head next to mine.

"I'm sorry, I'll never abandon you." He whispered to me while giving me a light squeeze before turning me in his arm to show me a light teal colored stuff dragon in his other hand, wiping the water out of my eyes I give brother a pout and side eye basically say 'you scared me with your disappears for this?'.

"Sorry. I just went to take a look around and saw this little guy, thought you'll like him." He laid a kiss on my head, I sniffed one last time and accepted the stuff dragon as a apology before laying my head back on his chest to listen to his heart beat. The rest of the shopping went smoothly as I stayed in brothers arms the whole time and before I know it we're standing outside the mall a few blocks away saying bye to each other.

"Bye bye, Ashi." Takashi laughed at my nickname for him before he says he's own byes to us and we parted ways, I realize once we're back in brothers room in the brothel that he's strong since he carried me and the multiple bags all the way back here. While he puts everything away I noticed a large dumbbell sitting next the shelf after searching around the room for something to do, I crawled over from my seat in the center of the room and give it a experimental push which it easily rolled since the weights are acting like wheels. Brother smiled softly when he takes a glance to see me pushing his dumbbell around the room as a imaginary car causing him to stop mid way of putting the last few of my newly bought things away to remove his phone from his pocket to take a short video of me crawling throughout his room with his dumbbell.

"We're going to another friend of mine." Brother revealed after he stick the new pacifier into his pocket before we left the brothel once again but this time we head twords the parking lot and approach a Kawasaki Zephyr 400 motorcycle with a similar design as brothers tattoo.

"Cool" I gasped which he smiled at my excitement of the bike before sitting me onto it with him getting behind me.

"Hold on tight" He ordered which I immediately followed before he started the engine and we're off, brother stops at a old japanese style house with what looks like a dojo near. Slightly scared I take a hold onto brothers pant leg once we're off the motorcycle and I trail behind him while walking up to the house.

"Mikey!? I got your dorayaki!?"Brother calls out after we step through the front door and pulled our shoes off, I hide behind brothers leg when I hear running and see a short blond teen slid around a corner towards us when taking a peek around the leg. Brother hands the bag of pastries over to the blond he got on our way here and the teen quickly caught sight of me when I hide again while putting a pastry into his mouth causing him to ask who I am.

"Little Brother" Brother simply answered while the blonde kneel down to my level but for some unknown reason I find myself not liking him, I hold back from my face turning into discomfort.

"Wook ovr there!" I gasped in fake shock while pointing in a random corner of the house to distract him which luckily worked and I immediately went into run away mode, my feet slap against the wooden floor are the only sounds of my escape. Leaving the short blonde to pout while brothers face shows he's unamused but finds it secretly funny, I take a turn into a living room to find a older black haired man sitting on a couch with another on the opposite couch.

"Where did you come from, little man?" He asked once he takes notice of me and lay in his arms after being sit on his lap when I hold my arms up to him.

"Hey" Brother calls out when he steps into the room with the still pouting blond teen beside him.

"Is this little man with you?" After confirming brother once again tells what our mother did causing the man to be angry but it quickly dispell when he sees it causing me to squirm.

"Well Ren, I'm Shinichiro and this man over here is Wakasa." The older man introduced himself and his friend which I responded much to my brothers surprise, I've been quite so far unless spoken to.

"Helwo, Shin and Waka." I yawned in tiredness which Shin committed on but brother tells him that I have already taken a nap earlier causing the man to sigh in realization.

"The reason why he's sleeping so much is probably because he wasn't being fed enough by the way he's almost on the scary side of skinny, clearly that woman didn't want him." Before Shin could said anything a old man walks in and said what he was going to say instead, everyone welcomes him.

"Hello I'm Mikey, can you say Mikey?" The blond teen kneels in front of me while Shin watches Mikey interact with me as brother and the elderly talk in a different part of the room but I turn away from him to hide myself under Shins shirt causing him to laugh at my action and probably at Mikey's pouty face. I can hear Mikey ask Shin why I don't like him and he responded with that he doesn't know but to give me time to get use to him.

'This body is weak and gets tried so easily but hopefully once I started eating regularly it's be solved with time.'

I thought as another yawned escape from me before wrapping my limbs around the lean body of Shin like I did this morning with brother and stick my head out of the shirt to lay it under Shins chin.

"Me so sweepy." I mumbled while hearing Shins calm beating heart through his chest which is slowly putting me to sleep as my eyes drooping.

"It's ok, you can sleep I'll wake you for dinner." The last thing I heard before sleep taking over is his voice vibrating through his chest when he chuckled.

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gyarubloodbath · 17 days

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character: draken tw:+18, mechanophilia, stages of decomposition of a corpse. synopsis: a tremor went through body, legs weakened and now draken is sitting. on the contrary — the faithful kawasaki zephyr 400, stroking the gas tank with one index finger, clinging to the letters z and e, painted in silver, around — cold stuffiness and bright insignificance. contradictions. there's a fly flying around the room. at a fast speed, she drunkenly crashes into the dried corpse of her girlfriend, who turned over from the sudden movement on her back. nasty symbolism.

oh, the beautiful naked loins of the goddess of death, an intricate white mist swirls in the head of a sinful desperate soul living in its own world and icy rocks lurk under the skin, cutting with their tips the tissues of wild organs, wildly twisting into impossible knots. the stony idea of his splashed convolutions presses into his brain, giving signals to his eyes: to cover them again, taking the enchanted wanderer into the inevitable forest of the nymph.

a tremor went through body, legs weakened and now draken is sitting. on the contrary — the faithful kawasaki zephyr 400, stroking the gas tank with one index finger, clinging to the letters z and e, painted in silver, around — cold stuffiness and bright insignificance. contradictions. there's a fly flying around the room. at a fast speed, she drunkenly crashes into the dried corpse of her girlfriend, who turned over from the sudden movement on her back. nasty symbolism.

the man rips off his clothes. the body is covered with cold sweat, the limbs tremble slightly from the excitement of the animal. now there are no restrictions, there is no one who needs to be protected, covered, loved, there is no one from whom you need to hide what ken will do now.

precum has covered the seat of the bike and draken squeezes the steering wheel tighter, the imprint will remain in stripes on the palm of his hand. with his other hand, he slowly strokes his penis, convulses in his knee, trying to relax at least a little.

ᅠ the "fresh" stage begins immediately after the heart stops beating. from the moment of death, the body begins to cool or heat up, corresponding to the ambient temperature, which is called algor mortis. within three to six hours, the muscle tissue becomes stiff and unable to relax during a stage called rigor mortis. since blood is no longer pumped, gravity causes it to drain to dependent parts of the body, creating a general bluish-purple discoloration called cadaveric disease or, more commonly, cyanosis. depending on the position of the body, these parts will vary. for example, if a person was lying on his back at the time of death, blood will accumulate in those parts of the body that touch the ground. if a person were hanging, he would accumulate in the tips of his fingers, toes and earlobes.

blood can no longer supply oxygen or remove carbon dioxide from tissues. cells lose their structural integrity, which leads to the release of cellular enzymes capable of initiating the destruction of surrounding cells and tissues. this process is known as autolysis.

the visible changes caused by decomposition are limited at the fresh stage, although autolysis can cause blisters on the surface of the skin.

the small amount of oxygen remaining in the body is rapidly depleted by cellular metabolism and aerobic microbes naturally present in the respiratory and gastrointestinal tracts, creating an ideal environment for the reproduction of anaerobic organisms. they multiply by consuming carbohydrates, lipids and proteins of the body, with the formation of various substances, including propionic acid, lactic acid, methane, hydrogen sulfide and ammonia. the process of reproduction of microorganisms in the body is called putrefaction and leads to the second stage of decomposition, known as bloating.

meat flies are the first carrion insects that arrive and look for a suitable place to lay eggs.

ᅠ heart is beating like it's never been before. only the head of the penis enters the still warm gas tank, opened with a key. the smell of gasoline sweeps through the room, the headache increases with every breath, and the bitter taste of something elusive is on the tongue. ryuguji is choking on his saliva, trying to squeeze deeper into the tank, and his body sticks to the motorcycle, which has seen everything a man has had to go through in the last couple of years. He gets lost and whispers alone with kawasaki, stroking the carburetor with his fingertips:

— it's like my first time… only much narrower, haha…

the bike represents ken's closest approach to a woman. he winces, feels an insatiable, destructive (long-destroyed) thirst. it's like a tickle that slowly teases every corner of your body, except you desperately don't want it to stop. he transmits emotions and all his feelings to a mute object, and at this moment he is more vulnerable than ever.

ᅠ the bloating stage provides the first clear visual indication that microbial reproduction is taking place. at this stage, anaerobic metabolism occurs, leading to the accumulation of gases such as hydrogen sulfide, carbon dioxide, methane and nitrogen. the accumulation of gases in the body cavity causes bloating and gives the corpse its general bloated appearance. the resulting gases also cause foaming of natural liquids and diluent tissues. as the pressure of gases in the body increases, liquids are forced to exit natural openings such as the nose, mouth and anus and enter the environment. increased pressure combined with loss of skin integrity can also lead to rupture of the body.

intestinal anaerobic bacteria convert hemoglobin into sulfhemoglobin and other colored pigments. the accompanying gases that accumulate in the body at this time contribute to the transportation of sulfhemoglobin throughout the body through the circulatory and lymphatic systems, giving the body a marbled appearance.

if insects have access, the larvae hatch and begin to feed on body tissues. larval activity, usually limited to natural openings and clusters under the skin, causes skin to slide and hair to separate. feeding on larvae and the accumulation of gases in the body eventually leads to postmortem skin tears, which then additionally allow gases and liquids to be removed into the environment. ruptures in the skin allow oxygen to re-enter the body and provide a large surface area for the development of fly larvae and the activity of aerobic microorganisms. the removal of gases and liquids leads to the appearance of strong characteristic odors associated with decomposition.

in the blink of an eye, as the germans say, draken was under a motorcycle, the heavenly virtuous line of behavior was erased and time moves faster than our fantasies, appearing in dreams, in moments when despair obscures the human gaze with a white mist.

the man gets comfortable, the cold blows from under the cracks, and the floor presses painfully on his back. the legs are bent at the knees, the pelvis is raised, and the penis ends up in the exhaust pipe. the cold frame of the motorcycle tickles the inner side of the thighs, sand pours from the wheels from each push, getting on the roughened skin, while ryuguji was languishing, morally exhausted, mentally justifying himself.

hands reach out to the front suspension — a telescopic fork — then to the steel frame, stroking both from top to bottom. my breathing stops again; a pistol shot, frightening and cautious, making me almost pee with happiness.

decomposition slows down significantly with progressive decomposition due to the loss of readily available cadaveric material. insect activity also decreases at this stage. when the carcass is on the ground, signs of vegetation death will be visible in the area adjacent to it. carbonyldiimidazole surrounding the framework will display an increase in soil carbon content and nutrients such as phosphorus, potassium, calcium and magnesium; pH changes; and a significant increase in soil nitrogen content.

ᅠ and in the hot workshop, he sat down next to the bike, slapping a nimble fly on his knee.

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drachenfaust · 3 months

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𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖠𝖭𝖳 𝖡𝖠𝖳𝖳𝖫𝖤? - 𝖨'𝖫𝖫 𝖦𝖨𝖵𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖠𝖱.

𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳.

FULL NAME: Ken Ryūguji / 龍宮寺堅

ALIAS: Draken /ドラケン

NAME MEANING : Ken means "hard, firm" (堅) , Ryuguji means "dragon" (龍) (ryu), "shrine" (宮) (gu) and "temple" (寺) (ji)

NICKNAME: Ken-chin/Kenny (by Mikey) {he only tolerates it from him, call him that and you’re dead}

AGE: early/mid 20s {depends on the timeline}

DATE OF BIRTH: May 10th

PLACE OF BIRTH: Shibuya {red light district; he grew up in a brothel}, Japan

CURRENT LOCATION: Shibuya, Japan

ETHNICITY: asian

GENDER: cis male

PRONOUNS: he / him

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: demiromantic/gray-romantic

OCCUPATION: mechanic {owner of a shop: D&D Motors}, vice president of the Tokyo Manji Gang, member of the motorbike gang Brahman {in the main timeline he's a mechanic, the rest depends on the universe/timeline we settle}

FINANCIAL STATUS: enough {for cigs and booze} to survive but could be better

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Japanese, English

VOICECLAIM: Julian Tennstedt / Tatsuhisa Suzuki / Masaya Fukunishi

𝑷𝑯𝒀𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬.

FACECLAIM: varies, mostly asian males with longer hair

HAIR COLOR AND STYLE: originally blonde, he died his hair black in his mid twenties {the length and color varies in the timelines}; his head is shaven on the sides and back to expose his signature dragon tattoo on his left temple, his hair is long on the top of his head and kept in a neat braid and he leaves a few strands of hair loose in the front, sometimes he wears his hair completly down

EYE COLOR: black

HEIGHT: 6'3" {190cm}

BODY AND BUILD: he is confirmed to be quite lean, muscular and has chiseled abdominal muscles

SCARS: a scar on the left side of his abdomen after being stabbed, various little ones from battles and fights

TATTOOS: a dragon on his left temple, it's a matching tattoo {"twin dragons" with his friend Takashi Mitsuya}, he got it when he was 11 yrs old

PIERCINGS: an earring on his right ear

CLOTHING STYLE: {as always, depends on the timeline}, his signature outfit is a black and white patterned jacket, dark jeans, heavy combat boots, denim coded, leather coded, toman uniform, brahman uniform,

SIGNATURE SCENT: motor oil, gasoline, cigarette smoke, sandalwood and musk, hugo boss

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀.

POSITIVE TRAITS: loyal, reliable, confident, passionate, caring, mature, logical, strong, determined, a wild individual who loves a good fight and relishes meeting strong opponents

NEGATIVE TRAITS: harsh, demanding, cocky, has a big mouth, curses a lot, he's rude to those he considers beneath him and makes it clear he does not like them

LIKES: riding his bike (Kawasaki Zephyr 400)/tinkering with motorcycles, mikey {the person he respects most}, toman/his friends, muscle training, hot curry, freedom, smoking, onzens, sunshine, his favorite spot is near Dogenzaka in Shibuya, his special skill is counselling service (because he listens to the young women in the establishment since an early age)

SKILLS: his fighting prowess is incredibly fearsome, his recovery is remarkably quick {he even survived a life-threatening knife wound} and he usually heads right back into battle after he got injured

FIGHTING STYLE: with his immense strength he prefers to fight like a brawler, using simple yet powerful and vicious kicks and punches

MECHANICAL KNOWLEDGE: he's well-versed in machines, especially motorbikes; he is skilled enough to fix and assemble parts of a bike with ease; he also tended to do miscellaneous chores in the brothel he lived such as fixing lightbulbs back in the days

DISLIKES: old men who wear too much perfume, getting up too early, annoying people who get on his nerves, delinquents who want to harm Mikey or Toman, being out of cigarettes, when Mikey steals his food, slow days in the shop

ASTROLOGY: taurus

ELEMENT: fire

WEATHER: sunny

COLORS: black, red, white

ANIMAL: dragon

SEASON: spring/summer

WEAPON OF CHOICE: his fists/his whole body

𝑭𝑨𝑴𝑰𝑳𝒀, 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑺.

MOTHER: his mother was a prostitute who abandoned him at birth and died when he was two years old

FATHER: he never knew his father, he was probably a client of his mother {he's pretty much an orphan}

BEST FRIENDS: Manjiro Sano {Mikey}, Takashi Mitsuya, the rest of the founding Toman members, Takemitchy, Emma, Inupi

SIBLINGS: none

#— 私は存在します · i rebel therefore i exist {ABOUT}

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plutosexc · 3 years

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❝ TEACH ME HOW TO RIDE ❞

〃 draken x black!fem!reader

〃headcanons ; Draken teaches the reader how to ride his motorcycle

〃 for @koishiguro’s collab here 🤎

〃warnings & genre ; none + fluff, crack?

⭆ This was most definitely your idea. Draken would’ve never suggested something so dangerous. He knows you can hold your own, but he wouldn’t willingly put you in a situation where you could get hurt.

⭆ It definitely took some convincing and by convincing I mean you didn’t give him much of a choice. You went over to his house because you guys were gonna hang out for a while.

“Ken let me ride your motor bike.”

“No.”

⭆ Literally said no just like that. So you started acting cold toward him until he gave in.

“Babe, can you come here for a sec?”

“No.”

“Ouch. Are you still mad about the bike thing? It’s dangerous.”

“I’ll be fine, you’re being dramatic love. Just teach me how to ride.”

⭆ Sucked his teeth, but agreed. Now Draken has a lot of patience, being that he deals with Mikey, but no one told him how much of a hassle this would be.

⭆ You both made your way out to the back, it was a pretty empty street so you could practice there. When y’all got back there you hopped right on the bike, no helmet, no idea what to do, lost asf but ready to pull off. He had to reel you back in.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m ready to pull off.”

“No you’re not dumbass. You have no helmet and don’t even know the basics.”

“You’re a slow ass teacher. Hurry up babe.”

“Don’t rush me because I’m worried about your safety. Here.”

⭆ He gave you this old ass helmet that wasn’t even cute.

“Let me tie up your hair. The braids are long and they might get in the way.”

“Alright.”

⭆ You were in this bulky ass helmet and your hair was pulled back. Not a flattering image. (but you’re still bad asf and he knows it 👩🏽‍💻) His bike was a Kawasaki Zephyr 400.

“Okay now pay attention and listen because you’re stubborn.”

“You ain’t have to add that part.”

“This is the ignition switch to turn on the bike and this is the engine kill switch to turn it off. Right here is the throttle, you twist the throttle toward you to accelerate so be careful.”

⭆ You had been listening while he was explaining, but you couldn’t help and stare at him with admiration. Even though he was against the idea at first he did end up doing it because it’s what you wanted.

⭆ That just goes to show how much this boy cares about you, he wouldn’t spend time just teaching anyone.

“Don’t go too fast and start braking with these a few seconds before you want to stop. Ease off the throttle and press down on the rear brake. Squeeze the front breaks at the same time and hold the clutch too, then you’re good.”

“You know that was a lot to take in, but I got it.”

⭆ Eventually you took off and did great for a first timer. Draken just walked to the end of the street instead of letting you ride back (💀). He was so proud of you, but he’ll be damned if he came out his face and said that. You would most def make fun of him for being so worried in the first place.

“You see that? You were worried for what? Ya girl a natural mhm!”

“Yea yea okay. You did good, but all you did was go in a straight line.”

“Shut up. I didn’t ask. You’ll be teaching me more tomorrow though.”

⭆ This mf walked away.

〃now when i tell yall i had an image of the bike pulled up + a motorcycle diagram and a site that gave instructions on how to stop a moving bike. yea we out here researching ig ‼️👩🏽‍💻

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loveallangels · 2 years

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wish me well, wish you well - maitake / takemikey

content warning: hallucinations, angst.

word count: 3.7k

a/n: cross posted on ao3

synopsis: the innocence of a charm, a beloved promise broken by one he loved most, a well worn winter scarf, a warm taiyaki treat with red bean paste- mikey misses how they used to feel to him.

"happy birthday to me," mikey whispers to himself. he misses all his friends, but he knows that being alone is for the greater good of everyone.

yet he can't help fantasizing about what could've been, as he blows out the single candle on his birthday cake.

Mikey doesn’t like his birthday all that much anymore. He used to be big on them, used to look forward to them every year growing up. He’d drag every one of his friends to wherever he wanted to go, speeding along on his little moped bike. “It’s my special day,” He’d declare, sly smile stretching across his face.

Mikey used to be especially bratty around his birthday. Bratty and childish, that’s what he was. Draping himself over Ken-chin, begging for piggy back rides. “Up, Ken-chin. Won’t you carry me around?” And up Mikey would go, hopping onto Draken’s back and draping himself over his shoulder, where he’d fall asleep as his friend carried him wherever they were headed to. He’d bug every single one of his friends: Kazutora, Pah-chin, Mitsuya, Baji, especially Ken-chin.

Shinichiro used to wake him up on his birthdays, letting him sleep in for a bit. Oh, how Mikey loved his sleep. He still did; he was always napping, falling asleep and being dead to the world around him. He liked escaping into the void of the dark, liked when he had nice dreams. He didn’t like thinking about the bad dreams he would have, accusing faces of the ones he’d once loved and then lost. Kazutora, accusing him of being a bad friend.

“If you hadn’t been so selfish, I wouldn’t have had to do what I did. You took my innocence, I’ll never be the same.”

Baji, who’d once pleaded on Kazutora’s behalf. Who’d once loved Kazutora so much that he’d even die for him rather than live for him, live for Mikey.

“Mikey, if you were different, I wouldn’t have had to kill myself to atone for what you did to Kazutora.”

It wasn’t Mikey’s fault, he knew. All he’d wanted was his Babu, the CB250T bike. The bloodiest birthday gift he’d ever received. But if he weren’t so selfish then maybe Baji would still be here, and Shinichiro would still wake him up in the mornings, and there wouldn’t be an unfixable rift between him and Kazutora.

Mikey never did like celebrating his birthday after that.

Every year when his birthday came around, he’d retreat into himself. He’d grow quieter, more withdrawn from his surroundings. He’d lay in bed all day, piled underneath a massive heap of blankets. He wanted them to weigh him down, press him against the bed so he could salvage some form of comfort from them. Emma and Draken used to team up to coax him out of bed on his birthdays, his sister preparing a big breakfast for him. Even as Mikey picked at his food, turning everything on his plate into mush.

Draken would carry him outside, take him for a ride on his bike. Mikey never spared a glance at the CB250T bike on his birthdays. He’d sit behind Draken on his Kawasaki Zephyr 400, face pressed into his back and hands in his own lap. Drifting from a place of consciousness and sleep. Draken would take him to his favourite taiyaki stall, order him a bag of steaming red bean paste taiyaki, that Mikey would nibble on as the pair walked around aimlessly.

Later that day, they’d make their way to Shinichiro’s grave. Mikey always saved a taiyaki to give to his big brother, an offering that would sit next to the burning incense. There, he’d sit on the grass in front of Shinichiro’s grave. Pluck at the strands of grass, twisting them in between his fingers. “I missed you,” He’d admit, eyes lowered to the ground. He’d pull flowers out of the ground, roots and all, before removing all the petals and scattering them in front of Shinichiro’s grave. “I wish you’d come home. Things aren’t the same without you, big bro.”

And then Mikey met Takemitchy. And then fell for him, like the absolute idiot that he was. Mikey was never good at decision making when it came to personal matters, but loving Takemitchy had never been a choice on his part.

Wonderful, brave, trustworthy, stupid Takemitchy. “You’re my hero,” he’d once told the bleach blonde, “Takemitchy is my hero.” And Takemitchy was his hero indeed but perhaps he was also his greatest vice.

Hearing about how he’d gone bad in all the other timelines hurt. Mikey still didn’t understand how time leaping even worked- if it had to do with the butterfly effect or not, how it was even possible. But he knew this. Takemitchy knew too much. He knew about the darkness that clawed up his throat, the way that his mind would go blank where he didn’t know up from down, wrong from right.

Takemitchy knew too much, and he needed Takemitchy to let him go. And perhaps it was the most selfless act of all, when Mikey distanced himself from Toman, from all of his friends. He’d bastardized himself in their memory, all with love in his hollowed out heart and an ache in his chest. Bloodying his fists in a bid to forevermore ruin himself in their eyes. He didn’t want any of them to follow him where he went.

Driving away everyone who cared.

With wild eyes and an crazed smile, he dug wounds into their chest with his words, twisting the knife as deep as he could go. Proclaiming his hate for them all, cursing everyone he’d ever loved. Mikey beat them all bloody and black and blue, uncaring of the gasps of pain and cries that he heard.

Mikey loved them all, don’t you see? He loved his friends, and so he protected them the best way he knew when he had no other options left. Takemitchy would return to a bright future for everyone except him. Takemitchy had no need to come back for him, not when he’d worked so hard to make everyone else happy.

Mikey was meant to be alone, wasn’t he?

He turned sixteen all by himself. With the newly formed Kanto Manji gang at his command, and a hollowness in his heart. Time and time again, Mikey would lose time itself, giving into his darkness. Koko by his side, Sanzu at his side during all the other days of the year. It was the first year Mikey missed out on visiting Shinichiro’s grave- alongside Emma’s and Izana’s.

And now, it was the second year that Mikey would miss out on visiting the graves of his loved ones. He hoped that they would forgive him. “Sorry you can’t see me turn seventeen.” He’d whispered to himself, walking to the bakery he’d ordered his birthday cake from. But he was afraid that if he went to their graves, he’d stumble across others there at the same time. And Mikey just couldn’t risk it, not when he’d spent so much effort in staying away from everyone in his old life.

He didn’t want them to see him like this anyways. His hands were bloodied now, far beyond being able to be washed clean.

And so, Mikey requested to be left alone on his birthday. Asking Sanzu to stay away from him, asking Koko to stay away. The Kanto Manji gang could go without him for one day, couldn’t it? He just wanted to spend time with himself- with Baji’s laughter ringing in his ears and Emma walking by his side and Shinichiro and Izana walking up ahead of him. They always visited him on his birthday, don’t you see?

He’d wake up on his birthday to Shinichiro at the foot of his bed, tugging the sheets off of him.

Emma, in her little apron waving a spatula at him when he walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. “I’ve made your eggs just how you like them, Mikey.” She’d tell him, before he looked to the dining table. And there Izana would be, a deck of hanafuda playing cards in his hands. He’d ask how Izana how he managed to shuffle them so quickly, and Izana would just look up at him through his lashes, and tease that he’d “never get the hang of it.” His earrings would swing as he shook his head, Shinichiro taking his seat by his brother’s side.

“Baji came to visit, too. He’s just gone to go look at the dojo.” Emma said, pointing towards the door.

Mikey never did get to eat the eggs that his sister made for him that day. But he couldn’t have even if he tried, because he’d be eating from a plate that never had food on it, silverware clinking as he cut pieces of toast that didn’t truly exist.

None of this was a dream. Or a daydream, a fantasy. Mikey would go through the motions, seeing illusions of his loved ones as he made his way to the bakery that night to have his birthday cake. He was alone, but accompanied by the visions that his mind had conjured up for him.

Hallucinations were what they could be called.

Mikey sits alone at a table in the back of a bakery.

A generic birthday cake, sitting innocently on the table in front of him. A single birthday candle stuck in the middle of it. He’d brought a lighter along with him to light it, and a single plate was in front of him, silverware ready to slice the cake in front of him. Mikey stares at the cake for a while, watching the flame on the candle burn and burn. Some part of him wanted to burn with it.

But he didn’t feel like making it on the news for burning to death on his birthday.

He can’t help getting lost in his thoughts though, as he stares into the flame of the candle.

The innocence of a charm, a beloved promise broken by one he loved most, a well worn winter scarf, a warm taiyaki treat with red bean paste- Mikey misses how they used to feel to him. Even riding his Babu isn't the same anymore. He doesn’t quite feel like himself anymore, he hasn’t in a long time. Not since he taped that video for Takemitchy to view, or disbanded Toman. Even before those things. Mikey didn’t deal with things the best way, but he was trying his best with what he was given.

Wasn’t he?

"Happy birthday to me," Mikey whispers to himself. He misses all his friends, feels the lack of their presence like a gunshot wound in his chest or perhaps three from a past-future timeline that's yet to occur. He wishes for once that he wasn’t alone on his birthday like the previous year, but he knows that being alone is for the greater good of everyone. He was the problem, wasn’t he?

But no one liked being alone.

Mikey’s now seventeen. He thinks that next year, and maybe the year after next he’ll be alone on his birthday once again. He never would have foreseen this, as a little kid. Mikey always thought that he’d reach adulthood with Ken-chin by his side; with Emma to make eggs sunny-side up and crushed for him, wearing her little apron. With Baji and Kazutora and Pah-chin and Mitsuya, gathered around him as he blows out his candles.

Now, he wishes that Izana and Takemitchy were with him too. Mikey knew he should be alone. That people shouldn’t look for him. Yet he can't help fantasizing about what could've been, as he closes his eyes and blows out the single candle on his birthday cake.

“Make a wish,” is whispered in his ear, like a gust of wind carrying the wishes of his loved ones.

And so, Mikey keeps his eyes shut and makes his wish. What’s the difference between a wish and a fantasy, anyways? He wasn’t quite sure.

His fantasy starts like this.

He’s wrapped up in his blankets, ever so warm in his bed. Comfortable, with the familiar scent of home surrounding him. He’s dreaming of a huge taiyaki treat, except it can talk, each movement of its mouth revealing the red bean paste filling.

“blob, blob, blob,” it tells him. For a moment, Mikey wants to ask if it’s running away to the sea too. But that would be silly, because he’s in the park with the sun shining down upon him. Cherry blossoms bloom in the trees around him, and the park is littered with flowers. Red roses bloom in four, white clovers decorate the walkway. Mikey continues watching the taiyaki bob up and down, before spinning around at an angle.

“blob, blob, blob.”

No matter what Mikey says in his dream, that’s what the taiyaki says to him. Mikey thinks that the taiyaki is very wise, watching it swish it’s tan coloured fins. Perhaps the secrets of the universe could be found inside this particular taiyaki treat, which is blown up to a size that could rival his own height if he laid down side to side.

(He hasn’t had a silly dream like this for years).

Mikey’s woken up by the call of his name. His shoulders gently shaken, his blankets peeled away from his face where they’d been covering his head. “It’s your birthday, Manjirōu. Up you get now, you’ve got a big day ahead of you.” His shoulders are shaken some more, a loving hand slowly rakes its fingers through his hair. Mikey recognizes the scent now, as he comes to consciousness. Shinichiro.

“Takemichi is coming soon. Don’t you want to look presentable for him?”

Right. Takemitchy is his boyfriend. They’ve been dating for a few years, getting into all sorts of trouble together. Takemitchy with his badly bleached hair and blue eyes, with his hopeful smile and never wavering motivation for…… something. Mikey can’t quite remember what.

Everybody loves Takemitchy. All his friends do, it was never something in the question.

(Hinata isn’t present in his fantasy).

He flutters his eyes open, and is greeted with the smiling face of his big bro. Izana is just behind him, purple eyes glinting as he raises his brows at Mikey. He can smell food being cooked in the kitchen, courtesy of Emma as usual.

“Alright, I’m getting up.” Mikey concedes, finally sitting up in bed. His hair falls in his face, he’s been growing it out recently. The blonde lazily runs his fingers through his hair, before scooting to the end of the bed. “Do my hair?”

Mikey asks this to no one in particular. In reality, no one does his hair for him anymore. Not Sanzu or Koko. He’s a big boy now who has to do his own hair.

But Draken hasn’t yet appeared on his birthday in this particular fantasy of his.

And so, it’s Shinichiro who steps forward to kneel behind Mikey on the bed. A hand outstretched, for Izana to pass his brother a hair brush and bobble. Mikey shuts his eyes for a brief moment, as his brother works on untangling his hair and tying it back just how he liked it.

When he opens his eyes again, he’s not in his room anymore. Instead he’s riding his beloved Babu, and there’s a warm body pressed against his back. Takemitchy, sitting behind him, arms encircled around his waist. Mikey soon parks his bike at the convenience store, hopping off of his bike as soon as Takemitchy lets go of him.

Mikey takes Takemitchy’s hand in his own, and tugs him towards the convenience store with a bounce in his step. “C’mon, we don’t have all day, Takemitchy.” He says, a mischievous smile on his face. “We’ve got to get back to my house, you know.”

Together, the couple raid the convenience store blind of its snacks and candy. Shoving smaller packs into their pockets, trying to not giggle too loudly as to alert the cashier. Takemitchy has a grocery basket in his arms, with Mikey racing up and down the aisles to grab items off the shelves and squirrel them away.

With racing hearts and smiles so wide it aches, the couple run out of the store when they’re done pilfering for items. Mikey drives away from the store with Takemitchy behind him, basket secure in his lap as they make their getaway. Their next stop is to Mikey’s favourite taiyaki stall.

It’s there that the two of them buy up all the classically flavoured taiyaki. Mikey’s feeling particularly generous that day, so he lets Takemitchy have a few. Secretly, he lets his boyfriend have the biggest ones, the nicest ones. “I’m so nice, aren’t I?” Mikey teases, just to be greeted with a raised brow. “Mikey, you barely let me have any most of the time.” is Takemitchy’s response, but Mikey just shrugs and kisses his boyfriend on the cheek instead of saying anything else.

As soon as Mikey kisses Takemitchy’s cheek, this scene disappears.

They’re back at his house, and all of his friends are there. All of the Toman founding members, all of the captains and vice captains as well. Everyone wishes him a happy birthday, and Mikey couldn’t be happier.

Seventeen has never felt so sweet.

They play all sorts of party games. Musical chairs, cards against humanity. Mikey’s surrounded by all his family and friends, who are all happy and healthy and alive.

None of the tenth generation Black Dragons are there at his party.

Mikey can’t stop smiling. He feels like he’s smiled more than he’s smiled in years which is ridiculous because he’s happy. Isn’t he? He’s so, so happy. He’s young and seventeen, and nothing in his life is wrong at all. He’s not missing anyone, he’s not hollowed out on the inside. Most of all, he doesn’t lose time and lose himself.

Finally, it’s time for them all to have cake. It’s a big cake on the table in front of him, multi tiered. They really went all out for him, didn’t they? There’s a bunch of birthday candles on the cake, and in the middle there’s a little flag from the restaurant that serves the kids meals he likes so much. Mikey watches as all the candles are lit up, one by one.

He holds the edge of his seat with his hands, staring into the flames. They flicker and dance, and Mikey almost thinks he can see the image of people within them. Izana and Shinichiro are standing behind him, leaning on the chair he’s sitting on. Izana on his left, Shinichiro on his right. Takemitchy’s sitting next to him, seat scooted close. Mikey can feel their thighs pressed together, feel the phantom warmth of the boy that he loves.

Takemitchy suddenly leans in, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Mikey’s heart swells, his cheeks blossom with warmth. “Make a wish, Mikey.” Takemitchy prompts, looking at him with love in his eyes.

Mikey doesn’t want to. He doesn’t want this moment to end, but he knows it has to. He slowly nods, swallowing hard. Mikey leans in, letting his eyes flutter shut as he makes his wish.

Ever so selfless, Mikey wishes for everyone there to be happy.

(He wishes for everyone who’s still alive to keep staying away, so he can protect their future).

As Mikey blows out the candles on his cake, everyone around him vanishes like wisps of smoke in the air. The air shifts, and he doesn’t want to open his eyes again to face reality.

Mikey opens his eyes, and he’s back in the bakery. The single birthday candle on the tiny cake he bought for himself is blown out, smoke still streaming from it. He’s all alone. Not even his hallucinations are accompanying him anymore. They never stay for too long on his birthday. With a sigh, he picks up the knife to start cutting the cake, with lowered eyes and slumped shoulders.

Months later, Mikey keeps the promise he’d made a few Christmases ago. He’d desired to ride with Shinichiro and Baji every Christmas, and that’s exactly what he did. Izana joins the trio, and they all ride their bikes around town.

Mikey wishes that Takemitchy never time leaps back to where he is now. It’s his gift to everyone he loves, after all. Being alone, keeping them safe. That’s just what Mikey does. There’s a certain vulnerability to being alone on your birthday. And yet, Mikey’s resigned himself to it for this year and the next, and the next after that.

All the other days of the year, he’s committed to leading his new gang. Dirtying his hands, avoiding all the places he used to frequent. But when he’s all alone, he can pretend that things turned out differently for him. He's lost his childhood all too soon, forced to quickly grow up and adapt. He misses the innocence of childhood, he misses being a kid instead of a leader of a gang. But he can't linger on the past and could haves otherwise he might drown in his thoughts. But he can still hold onto the little things, can't he?

Sano Manjirōu grows up, leading a nefarious criminal organization. He holds onto the little things from his childhood- like wearing tank tops under sweaters with sandals, and eating warm taiyaki treats even as death starts to surround him more and more. Until one day, Takemitchy appears to him.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

He shoots his beloved Takemitchy three times, before attempting to jump. His plans are thwarted by Takemitchy, stupid Takemitchy still rushing to his aid, extending a hand out as he dangles from the side of the building.

Manjirōu has spent every birthday since they were apart all alone. He wants everything to stop hurting. But here is the man he still loves, literally lifting him from Death's clutches. Begging for Mikey to accept his help, as his eyes slowly fill with tears and his face crumples. And then he caves, begging to be helped, as their hands slip.

And then they're sent back in time, and Mikey is seventeen again. Staring at his hand, as the knowledge fills his head that Takemitchy time leaped again. And all his plans for securing the future for everyone has been ruined. Deep down, he knew that it was going to happen. But it didn't make it any better.

This version of Mikey wishes that Takemitchy would stop being a hero.

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PIAGGIO BEVERLY 350 ie Lc Sport Tourng 4T 4V 2014-2016 (Αρ. κινητήρα M693M)

PIAGGIO BEVERLY 350 ie Lc Sport Tourng ABS 4T 4V 2011-2013 (Αρ. κινητήρα M693M)

PIAGGIO BEVERLY 350 ie Lc Sport Tourng ABS 4T 4V 2014-2016 (Αρ. κινητήρα M693M)

PIAGGIO CARNABY 125 Lc 4T 2007-2013 (Μοτέρ Leader Αρ. κινητήρα M28FM) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO HEXAGON 125 LX 4 2000-2001

PIAGGIO HEXAGON 250 GT 1998-2000

PIAGGIO LIBERTY 150S 2008-2009 (Μοτέρ Leader Αρ. κινητήρα M672M)

PIAGGIO LIBERTY 200 S 2006-2011 (Μοτέρ Leader) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO SUPER HEXAGON 125 GTX 4T 2000 (Grimeca δαγκάνες)

PIAGGIO SUPER HEXAGON 125 GTX 4T 2001-2002

PIAGGIO SUPER HEXAGON 180 GTX 4T 2000 (Grimeca δαγκάνες)

PIAGGIO SUPER HEXAGON 180 GTX 4T 2001-2004

PIAGGIO VESPA LX 125 ie TOURING 2010 (Μοτέρ Leader) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO VESPA LX 150 ie TOURING 2010-2012 (Μοτέρ Leader) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO VESPA LXV 125 2006-2009

PIAGGIO VESPA LXV 125 ie 2010 (Μοτέρ Leader) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO X7 125 2008-2011 (Μοτέρ Leader) (Euro 3)

PIAGGIO X7 EVO 300ie Lc 4T 2010-2013 (Μοτέρ Quasar) (Euro 3)

SUZUKI BURGMAN AN 250 2003-2004

SUZUKI BURGMAN AN 250 2005-2006

SUZUKI DL 650 V-STROM / DL 650 V-STROM ABS 2007-2010

SUZUKI DL 650 V-STROM / DL 650 V-STROM ABS 2011-2012

SUZUKI DL 650 V-STROM 2004-2006

SUZUKI DL 650 V-STROM AL ABS 2012-2015

SUZUKI DL 650 V-STROM XT ABS 2015-2016

SUZUKI GSF 1200 BANDIT 1995-2000

SUZUKI GSF 1200 BANDIT 2001-2004

SUZUKI GSF 1200 BANDIT 2005

SUZUKI GSF 1200 BANDIT 2006

SUZUKI GSXR 1000 2001-2002

SUZUKI GSXR 1000 2003

SUZUKI GSXR 1000 2004

SUZUKI GSXR 1300 HAYABUSA 2008-2010

SUZUKI GSXR 750 W 1992-1993

SUZUKI M 800 INTRUDER 2005-2008

SUZUKI M 800 INTRUDER 2009-2012

SUZUKI VL 800 INTRUDER LC VOLUSIA 2001-2004

SUZUKI VZ 800 MARAUDER 2001-2004

SYM CITYCOM 300 2008-2010 (Αρ. κινητήρα LEA1) (Euro 3)

SYM CITYCOM 300 ie CBS 2013

SYM CITYCOM S 300 ie CBS 2015-2016

SYM GTS 300 ie EVO 2009-2013 (Αρ. κινητήρα MK8) (Euro 3)

SYM JOYMAX 300 EVO 2009

TRIUMPH SCRAMBLER 865 2006-2011

TRIUMPH SCRAMBLER 865 2012-2015

TRIUMPH SPEED TRIPLE 1050 2005-2007

TRIUMPH SPEED TRIPLE 1050 2008-2010

TRIUMPH TIGER 1050 SE 2012-2014

YAMAHA FZR 600R 1994-1995

YAMAHA TRX 850 1996-2000

YAMAHA YZF 600R THUNDER CAT 1996-2003

YAMAHA YZF 750R 1993-1997

YAMAHA YZF 750SP 1993-1997

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