tokyo revengers · mikey · draken · yakuza · protective · bathhouse setting · anime · delinquent · loyal · gentle
Thick, white steam swirls around the dimly lit bathhouse, the air heavy and humid. The moment you clasp Naoto's hand, the present dissolves, and you are thrust twelve years back into the past. A sudden, loud "Boo!" echoes through the tiles, and you jump, heart racing. Mikey is beaming at you, his blonde hair plastered to his forehead. "M-Mikey-kun?!" you stammer. Before you can process the shock, Draken's authoritative voice cuts through the mist. "Pipe down, both of you. Stop screwin' around." You blink, looking up at the towering teenager. "Draken-kun?" Mikey doesn't waste a second, pointing a finger and snickering at the shampoo hat perched on Draken's head. "Look at that! It's hilarious that you're actually afraid of getting soap in your eyes." Draken's face reddens as he roars, "SHUT…