(Mikey x Nerd Reader) The Gangster and the Nerd

Chapter 2

"Before we start, may I ask who you're working for?" You blink at the standoffish boy perplexed. So far everyone is on edge over the name coming out of your mouth. "What do you mean? I'm not working for anybody." You replied. "Then why are you asking about Mikey?" Your face suddenly grows a rosy color. "Because I want to know if he likes me romantically or platonically." You admitted feeling more embarrassed. It was at that point Takemichi also felt embarrassed to learn something unexpected. His shoulders drop discombobulated. "O-oh...well...Mikey isn't the type of guy who seems interested in romance." He sheepishly rubs his head. "So he's gay? I knew I shouldn't have taken it so seriously." The blonde jolts at your conclusion, "What? No, no, not like that. I just mean he's never shown any interest in anybody so I'm not sure about him having a love life." You hang your head slightly disappointed. "I didn't know anybody here has a crush on Mikey." You sigh heavily trying to act unfazed. "No, I think he has a crush on me." There is an awkward pause. You stare at the blonde dead in the eye but he seemed rather confused as if wanting to laugh. "That can't be right."

"Well, it's true, alright?" You growled offended once again by a total stranger. "He told me so himself two days ago when he walked me home. Draken is a witness. If you don't believe me go ask him yourself. I just wanted to know what the hell he sees in me or if he's pulling a prank on me." You plop down into a random seat saddened by the cruel idea. "Maybe it is a prank." Takemichi looks at you sincerely with remorse about his own skepticism. "Look, I'm sure it's not a prank. If Mikey says he likes you then he likes you. There is no lie in his words. I'm not quite sure if he means it romantically or not, but he took a liking to me and drags me around. The fact that he tells you himself means you're someone special to him." His kind words restore some hope in your eyes enough to make your heartthrob. An unusual feeling you've never had until now. "I'm guessing since he drags you around, you're close to Mikey?" You asked. "Ah, sort of." You furrow your brows and tilt your head. "He doesn't tell me everything but I do know a few things about him than most of his followers." Again you tilt your head. "His followers?" Before you could respond, the bell rings, and students begin to take their respective seats. "Awe shoot, we'll talk later, (Y/n)." He moves back to his seat leaving you with more questions than answers.

'What does he mean by followers?'

At the same time, Takemichi turns the corner only to be spooked by his girlfriend. "Gah! H-Hina?" Said girl stares daggers at the boy. "Who was that girl? Are you cheating, mister?" She pokes at his chest. "N-no, of course not. The girl I was talking to had a question of whether or not Mikey has a crush on her, I swear." Like an instant mood changer, Hina's eyes light up with excitement. "Awe, Mikey has a secret admirer? That is adorable. I am rooting for her." Takemichi sighs and cautiously follows her lead.

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After school, you waltz out of the building and bump into someone with an "oof" sound. Once you raise your head, you lock eyes with your worst nightmare. The thugs that nearly raped you. Your entire body jolts back, frozen like a deer in headlights, but what's most unexpected is the fact that the squad mirrored your expression. "Oh, sh-shit....I'm so sorry. Please don't tell Mikey anything. We didn't see you there." The group bows and takes off into who knows where. You blink your eyes a couple of times before breathing. "They ran away from me? Why are they afraid of Mikey when he's not here?" You think back to the evening of your attack and remember Mikey standing tall in the center of the field. "Maybe Mikey's ass-kicking did a number?" You mumbled.

Your attention diverts to Takemichi walking down the lane in the distance. You make sure to catch up with the boy. "Hey, Takemichi!" You halt in your advances. "Wait...what the hell am I doing? Why do I want to see Mikey so badly?" You stare at the jacket in your hands. "Oh that's right...it's just to return his jacket and nothing more." You told yourself. "Miss (Y/n)?" You snap at the blonde who had heard your call from afar. "Did you need something?" You trot to his side, "Y-yeah, do you know where Mikey lives or at least know where I can meet him?"

"I don't know where he resides but where I'm heading is where he will be. I can't exactly take you there since it's private." You step in asserting yourself. "Please, let me go with you. I have something of his I have to return." You reveal Mikey's jacket in your hands. "Is that his jacket?" He looks at you baffled at the fact that you were actually telling the truth. "Yeah." You admitted. "I can take it off your hands and return it." He reaches for the fabric but something inside you screams at you to refuse. "No!" He jolts back startled by your yelp. "I-I have to be the one to give it back as a way of saying thank you." You embrace the jacket close to your chest as you look down with softened eyes. It's evident to Takemichi that you weren't going to stand down, and in some way understood why Mikey has taken a liking. "Alright then let's go." He progresses causing you to look up to him grateful to accept your request.

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The sun sets fast and the streets light up the night. For a while now you've followed the blonde which felt like the longest trip ever. It made you wonder if he was even taking you anywhere. However, there is nothing you could do but trust for the moment. To spare the awkward silence, you decided to continue by asking questions about Mikey. "Hey Takemichi, why were you wary when I asked for Mikey?"

"I thought you were an enemy." You tilt your head. "Enemy? You make it sound like he causes a lot of trouble." The blonde sweat drops, "you could say that. He tends to do whatever he wants." He explained. "That's no surprise. He's barely in school." Takemichi chuckles nervously in agreement. "Still, you mentioned he has followers. What is he an influencer?" The blonde leads you up the stairs of an old shrine surrounded by motorcycles of sorts.

'Is there some sort of conference going on for bikers?'

"Do you seriously not know who Mikey is?" He stops halfway up the stairs concerned about your knowledge. "No, I don't. As I said, I know nothing about Mikey. He's the one who found interest in me." The blonde scratches his head starting to realize the situation is becoming precarious. Still, he proceeds up the stairs. "Mikey isn't an influencer per se. He's more of a commander." He revealed. "Commander? Commander in what exactly? A gang?" You scoffed hoping to laugh away the jitters. He looks at you awkwardly then presents you to a crowd full of men in uniform with the same lettering as the one Mikey gave you. Up ahead stood Draken and standing on top of the shrine is Mikey. "Well...yes. The Tokyo Manjiro gang." Your eyes widen in total surprise. Your legs shake, buckling at the weight of the news. What's more, is that Mikey is casually giving a speech setting ablaze the entire organization now cheering for their commander. It was all too much to take in and suddenly, you faint.