Important Notes!

This fix will be set in High school because I still can't get over the fact these bad ass kids are middle schoolers. For that reason I will be bumping up the age of all the characters in this fic to 16-17. Anyway, I own nothing but maybe the plot of this story and my OC. There will be spoilers because it goes along with the manga's storyline (for the most part.) also rated mature for bad ass kids, their filthy mouths and their uncontrollable libidos (yes, they do those things). I did some research while writing this but If you find any inconsistencies please let me know. Bold text is spoken in English. Italics are thoughts. I'm cool with constructive criticism. On with the show.


1.

It's the last day of summer break before school interrupts their blessed and few weeks of bullshitting and "constructive mischief". While half the group wanted to get into some trouble, Mikey had the bright idea that they hang out all day and enjoy their last day of vacation. Only, after the first couple hours of riding up and down the streets in 100 degree weather really started to wear down on them. They really should have planned another day at the beach. Mikey, Draken and Mitsuya are already half undressed while Baji and Pah keep their shirts on, unbuttoned and blowing wildly behind them as they continue racing down the back streets of Shibuya prefecture. The most antsy and impatient of the group revs up, accelerating loudly to the front of the formation. The rest follow the first captain to one of the few convenience stores in the area that they haven't been banned from.

Immediately after parking, Toman's 1st captain rids himself of his shirt, tying it around his waist. "Who's dumbass idea was it to wear long sleeved black shirts as our uniform?!"

Mitsuya pulls beside him, answering with a scoff, "Pretty sure it was yours… dumbass."

Toman's tallest founding member barks a laugh, "No it was definitely Mikey's." Said leader of the gang didn't find being called a dumbass amusing. Especially since he modeled their look after his brothers back when he was in a gang.

"How about I brand our banner on our backs so then we won't need shirts at all." Mikey states. Dead eyes landing on Baji with a slight smile that insinuates he's only half joking.

Baji, unphased, turns it into a joke, "Oh yeah. Because chicks really dig scars. Right Pa?" He says slapping Pa's man-tit mockingly.

"Fuck you, Baji! You look like a chick!" Pa retorts a little pissed but mostly joking. It wasn't his fault he was overweight - his mom was a good cook.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that! Did you say Baji fucks all the chicks?"

Mitsuya throws his discarded shirt in the other boys face with a barking laugh, "the fuck outta here."

He smirks back, sticking his tongue out showcasing sparkling canines. The group enters the store encountering the owner who yells at them for not wearing shirts. Draken being the most mature out of them calms the older guy down by telling him they will only be a minute and that they won't start any trouble. And really they weren't, trying to be on their best behavior knowing they were running out of options for convenience stores.

They all shop quietly until Baji asks himself out loud, "I don't look like a chick…right?"

"Even if you were… I sure as hell wouldn't date you."

Pa laughs. "Don't be mean to women."

"I'll pull out my dick right now and piss on you," Toman's first captain rebuttals without missing a beat.

All of them break out into obnoxious laughter sending the shop owner into shock. The older man just glares at them knowing he wouldn't be able to take even one of them on in a fight. The poor old man.

Draken comments from halfway across the store pouring blue slushee into an extra large cup, "…I like my girls shorter, curvier, waaay cuter than you Baji."

Mitsuya chimes in next. "I like them smart and pretty. Which also disqualifies you, Baji." More laughter erupts.

Pah contributes by saying he likes top heavy girls and as long as they aren't annoying the rest doesn't matter. Mikey doesn't comment at all which makes them wonder if he even has anything to contribute on the subject, though none take enough interest to ask.

Baji paruses the chip aisle going over their preferred list of attributes. Pretty, smart, short, curvy, cute - whatever. "Is that it?" Baji had more in mind than his friends' vague description of an ideal woman. "My girl has to be a top tier beauty with a body like a model. Loyalty is a must because I don't share. Oh, and she has to be a little bit of a freak, but like an angel at the same time. Like a sexy little kinky angel."

"Poetic." Mitsuya replies. "Are you describing the woman you wish you could be?." He adds laughing. The others join in ganging up on Baji while he pegs them with bags of chips for wounding his ego.

The door rings for an incoming customer halting the rowdy boys from continuing their food fight. All eyes spot her simultaneously - long dark hair tied in a high ponytail, ripped jeans covering long softly curved legs, a cropped tank accentuating her tight waist. A thick black choker hugs her slim neck making her pretty face stand out even more. She doesn't look like she's from around here - that's for sure. Though she doesn't necessarily look like she isn't Japanese. Bi-racial, maybe? They snicker, cutting looks at Baji that tell him they are up to no good. Right after all that bragging.

He curses them out not caring if she hears them which of course draws attention on him. Doe-y brown eyes highlighted by cat winged eye liner bore into his. It's uncomfortable. She's way too pretty and he's never been too keen on talking to women (yes, the bragging is all a front not that they didn't know that already). She notices them noticing her but ignores them going about her business. When they're eyes linger and snickering continues for a few more moments, she sighs to herself just loud enough for them to hear "how annoying."

They snicker some more. "Woah a foreign babe!" Pa exclaims.

Aggitated and a little embarrassed that the guys are probably expecting him to hit on her, Baji quiets them with a curt, "shut the fuck up." Which doesn't actually quiet them down at all. Annoyed with their antics he goes outside forgetting all about the chips and ice cream he wanted to buy and waits on his bike for the crew to return.

Just his luck. The girl comes out first, checking her cell phone then spotting him on his bike. Now this, this catches her interest. It is his turn to ignore her crossing his arms to look a bit more menacing but it doesn't deter her like it would any other normal girl from Japan. No, she was obviously different right from the start. He hears the soft patter of her sneakers as she walks right up to him - seemingly fearless of his off putting attitude.

"Is that yours?" The voice is soothing and flows through syllables instead of cutting them up like foreigners usually do when they're trying to catch a hold of the language.

So she can also speak Japanese. Fluently.

"You see me sitting on it?" He spits back with natural exuded sarcasm, though this time he really didn't intend for it to come out that way. He is grateful she doesn't shy away.

"Ah. So if I sit on it I own it?" He is confused when she walks closer to him then around him. Lightly sweetened and earthy perfume radiates from the girl when her hair swings in motion with the natural sway of her hips. What does she want? She eyes the bikes next to him and by instinct he guesses her next move. Her leg is already swung over Mikey's bike when he comes to his senses. She looks damn good straddling it, but he has to get her off. "I'm taking this as amends for you guys being so obnoxious in the store."

It was obviously a joke, but Mikey doesn't play about his bike. "You should get off that bike before the real owner comes and tosses you off." Her smile drops maneuvering to get off before the other boys finish shopping. The plastic bag holding her items from the store catches the handle toppling it over. Baji moves quick enough to catch Mikey's bike before it crushes her leg, but she ends up ass on the ground. Looking up at him with her lips tucked in her mouth and wide horror filled eyes. "You're really bold y'know that?!" He yells frustrated because damn she's really pretty and he's not used to girls being this forward (besides Mikey's sister but it's not him she shows affection toward).

"Sorry." She chuckles cheeks dusted with rose which confuses him further. Is she just embarrassed or was she flirting with him? "I just moved here and was taking advantage of things I don't normally get to do -" she says dusting her butt off once again back on her feet. This time she avoids eye contact by flickering her gaze back and forth from Mikey's bike to the ground. Good, she should be embarrassed.

Baji doesn't comment, just raises his eyebrow and scoops up the ice cream that fell out of her bag and onto the floor. "Well… I'm taking this as payment for you being so obnoxious."

She smirks at that. "I'm okay with loaning it to you since I pulled a risky move just now. If I see you around - I'll ask for it back." With that she waves him off walking away. Mikey slaps him on his back not a second later, "Aw did we scare her away?"

"So what's her name?" Draken asks.

"Fuck if I know."


To be continued ... if y'all like it enough. Please comment/review even if it's just a "hi."