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"Eh?"
"Huh?"
Draken and Mikey had just walked into the hospital because, in Draken's words, they were there for a visit. However, they both paused their walking when they noticed someone very familiar walking towards them. They both soon noticed that it was Y/n walking towards them as he was looking through his bag. The trio took notice of each other and sort of just paused their actions. Y/n wasn't expecting Draken and Mikey to be here. Draken and Mikey weren't expecting Y/n to be here.
"Draken, Mikey? What are you doing here?" Y/n questioned, "You're not injured, are you?"
"Nope~" Mikey dragged out, "We're here on a visit, apparently... Draken wanted me to meet someone unimportant!"
"She's not unimportant," Draken muttered with a small glare to the shortest one in the group. He let out a sigh and turned to Y/n, "But yeah, we're on a small visit. What are you doing here, Y/n? I thought you already visited your mom the other day?"
Y/n let out a chuckle, "Yeah, I did, but mom is slowly starting to move again so I wanted to help her out a little. However, she's still the same as always..."
Draken gave a small smile, "I guess that's good to hear. Hey, since you're already here, do you want to come with us? I'm sure it won't take long."
"Eh, sure why not!"
The trio talked a bit with one another as they walked down the hallway to their destination. However, what they didn't notice was that Takemichi was around the corner, listening in to their conversations. He made sure to stay hidden as the trio of Toman neared their person that they're going to visit. As they neared, the atmosphere between Y/n, Draken, and Mikey became a little tense. They didn't talk, even when they stopped in front of a window which showed them a young girl with cords coming out of her.
"Who's that?" Mikey questioned.
Y/n narrowed his eyes, having a feeling that he already knew who this girl was.
"That's Pah's friend's girlfriend," Draken stated.
"How awful..." Y/n mumbled to himself, seeing the girl's state made him sick.
Draken continued, "Seven stitches in her head. Broken teeth. Detached retina on her left eye. Beatings all over her body left her with broken ribs and she's been unconscious for five days. This is how Moebius treats its victims. A passerby found her collapsed on the street and reported what had happened."
Draken, Mikey, and Y/n stared at the girl for a moment longer. Y/n clutched his hands into a fist after hearing what had happened to the poor girl. It didn't help the fact that he knew that the girl had gotten rapped too. No one deserves that sort of treatment. No one of any sort of power or status, deserves this.
"What the hell are you doing here?!!" A yell was heard making the trio look towards a man with glasses shouting at them, "How dare you waltz in here after putting my daughter in the ICU?!!? Get out!! GET OUT!! SCUMBAGS!!"
"Honey, please!" A woman, the wife, pleaded over her husband's screaming.
Draken immediately bowed down to the man, hands behind his back in full respect. Y/n was slightly shocked by the action as he was slightly confused about what was happening. The husband was shouting too much and too fast for him to understand what he was saying. Mikey, however, didn't say or do anything. He looked at the man with slight disgust.
The husband continued, "You think bowing is gonna solve this, you little worm?!! My daughter almost died thank to you bastards!!"
Y/n's eyes slightly widened, 'Daughter...?'
"Don't bow to him, Ken-Chin," Mikey said calmly and unbothered, "We did nothing wrong. Why's this old man taking it out on us, anyway...?"
"Get out!! You slimy little worms!!" The husband demanded.
"Don't!" The wife pleaded once again to her spouse.
"Huh??" Mikey questioned, "Who're you callin-"
Mikey's head was suddenly grabbed and forced him to bow. He was cut off from what he was saying as the sudden action took him by surprise. Mikey looked to the side and noticed that it was Y/n who forced him to bow. Y/n held no smile, not even a fake one. He put his hand behind his back out of respect as it was clutched into a fist, shaking.
"We're very sorry about what happened," Y/n said in a soft tone that eased the husband slightly.
"Hey! What the hell? Y/n!" Mikey called out only to be ignored.
"It's entirely our responsibility," Draken added to Y/n.
"Hey!"
"You think bowing will make my daughter better, you worms?!!?" The husband called out, "You're a stain on society!! You're trash!! Filth! Garbage!!"
"Please stop," The wife begged.
"Huh???" Mikey questioned as he was definitely pissed off now.
"Pipe down, Mikey," Draken said calmly as he glanced at the other blonde next to him.
The husband panted slightly out of pure anger, he clutched his fist as his voice had lowered from the screaming fit, "My daughter's... been in a coma since then... Why? My sweet little girl's been completely disfigured..." He started to cry.
At the simple words, the tear that the wife have been trying to keep in let out. She let out a small sob as her husband was quick to be by her side. The two parents cried for their state of their daughter, and that was completely normal. They were grieving for their daughter. They wanted their daughter back, to be healthy once again and smile like how she used to. Y/n knew how that felt like.
"I will help pay for part of the hospital bills."
Draken, Mikey, and the couple looked at Y/n in slight shock of what he had said. Draken and Mikey were still in a bowing position, but Y/n still looked down to the ground, his hair covering the undescribed look on his face. The couple were shocked at Y/n's words. This was a child, suggesting to help pay, of course it would be shocking. However, Y/n continued to talk.
"I know how the hospital bills will get expensive," Y/n stated, "I want to help you with them. It's the least I can do. Think of it as a heavy apology from me and my gang. So, let me help."
The wife sniffed as the husband seemed to cry slightly harder, "The bill is 530,000 yen. How are you going to be able to help us pay that...?" The husband asked, hesitantly.
"Consider 160,000 yen paid off," Y/n said boldly, "It's the least I can do."
The wife seemed to cry more as she buried her face into her husband's shoulder. The man cried too. However, the two turned away, needing time for themselves.
"We... are grateful," The husband said, "But please... leave... we never want to see you again... I'm sorry..."
"I understand, sir, ma'am. Have a good day."
The couple walked away, crying to themselves about what had happened and about their daughter. Draken, Mikey, and Y/n kept their bowing position until the two were nowhere in sight. The sound of Draken's heart rumbled throughout his ears. Mikey stared at the ground with an unknown expression. It seemed like Y/n was the only one calm about this whole ordeal.
"We're going to fight Moebius soon," Draken said to Mikey, "We'll deal without own problems in our own world. All our members have families. People they care about. We can't let any outsiders get harmed. We can't make their friends and families cry. You don't have to bow. Just care about others. Have a heart."
"People have just the same amount of problems as we do, whether that would be bigger or smaller," Y/n added, "Dragging them into our problems are wrong. We have our own problems, they have theirs. Let them be as they please, let them live the life that they want. Mikey, you don't have to respect everyone, but keep an open mind to everyone. Have a soul, yeah?"
There was a small silence, "You're so kind, Ken-Chin, Butterfly-Chin," Mikey said, his voice softer than what it was before, "I'm sorry. Ken-Chin, Butterfly-Chin. I'm... glad you're here with me."
Takemichi, who was around the corner, overheard everything. He looked up at the ceiling as the words of Draken and Y/n repeated in his head. He didn't think that someone as large and intimidating as Draken could be so kind. He didn't think that someone as sarcastic as Y/n would be so giving. But he guessed, you can't really judge a book by its cover.
'...I think I'm starting to understand,' Takemichi thought, 'Why Mikey changed after Draken died and Y/n disappeared. Why Toman's so evil in the 'present' day. Draken is Mikey's heart. Y/n is Mikey's soul. They both compensates for what he is lacking.'
"Hey, Y/n," Mikey called out as the trio were making their way out of the hospital.
"Yes?" Y/n asked with a smile.
"Why did you offer to pay for part of the medical bill? You didn't need to, right? So, what was the meaning behind it?"
Y/n chuckled a bit as he thought to himself, "Well, part of the reason is that I really do know how it feels to have a family member be in the hospital and not being able to pay for it. I was lucky and had my aunts, who are overseas, send in money and pay for it. However, I don't know about the couple, so I offered to do it myself."
"And what was the other part?" Draken asked with a raised brow.
"I just wanted the man to stop yelling at us!" Y/n stated with a pointed smile.
Draken and Mikey slightly sweatdropped, "You really are two sided something, Butterfly-Chin," Mikey pointed out.
Y/n raised a brow in fake confusion, "Whatever do you mean, boss?"
Mikey only shook his head as he put his hand in his pockets, "Man. Now I'm hungry..."
"Huh?! You just ate!" Draken said.
"Sleeping makes me hungry."
"I can pay for your food," Y/n piped up as he was about to grab his wallet, "I found this really nice mochi shop nearby and I think you'll both like it."
Draken was quick to grab Y/n's wallet out of his hands and pocket it in his own, "Nope, no way are you paying. You already decided to pay the last time, and you're paying off part of the bill for the girl. I'm paying."
"Man~ You never let me have fun."
"Paying for other people is fun to you?!"
"Butterfly-Chin's a sugar daddy~"
"EXCUSE YOU?!" Both Y/n and Draken shouted in shock of what Mikey had just said.
Mikey laughed childishly as he was already heading off to a new mochi shop he saw nearby and was the one that Y/n was most likely talking about.
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