The day of the gang clash Illumi made sure Yuri had taken Killua out of the city, he didn't know what sick bastards might know he has a son and use them as a hostage. Some may think that's kind of extreme considering they're still teenagers but kids in gangs is just like throwing toddlers into daycare while waiting for them to join pre-school. These gang members will more than likely go on to join an organised crime unit.
His outfit was all black, it hides the blood well. It was tight and stuck like a second skin very different from the baggy clothes of all the other gang members. The place of the war was a junkyard for lack of better words, with cars piled on top of one another with no end in sight. Trash everywhere, used needles, condom wrappers, blood. You name it, it was there.
Delinquents lounged everywhere.
There was not one free space for someone to be alone without a delinquent crawling by like a cockroach.
"What?! Who are all these people?" Takemichi asked absolutely baffled.
Illumi stood beside him raising an eyebrow as he watched people watch him. It stood out and he knew that. Not only did he have long hair and a figure to make him seem androgynous enough to pass off as a girl but he lounged comfortably in his chunky platform boots that looked like they would be hard to fight in. In all, he made himself out to look like an easy target and an even easier person to take advantage of.
Oh how wrong they were.
Illumi even specifically painted his nails for today! The long pointed tipped nails were coated in a dazzling shade of gold to match the embroidered words of the Toman Ideology.
"They're spectators," Chifuyu said internally gearing up for the fight. He was watching as Illumi admire his nails, he couldn't blame him, they were really pretty to look at. Chifuyu was half tempted to reach out and hold his hand in order to get a better look.
"Toman versus Valhalla. Whoever wins today's conflict will be one step closer to ruling Tokyo." Chifuyu said finally giving in to the urge and snatching up Illumi's hand and fiddling with his fingers. "This fight's caught the attention of all the influential delinquents in Tokyo."
"You got that right...looks like nothin' but bad dudes out here," Takemichi murmurs looking around.
"Pussy," Illumi insults light-heartedly enjoying the offended squawk he got from Michi.
"Like those two guys over there." Chifuyu nods his head at two dyed hair boys sitting on a pile of scrap.
"Hm?" Illumi hums intrigued by the two.
"The Haitani brothers. They can summon a hundred men with just one shout. Those brothers are like celebrities in Roppongi."
"They're hot," Illumi bluntly states getting surprised looks from all nearby. "Wait-how old are they? I ain't falling over for someone younger than me."
"Um..." Chifuyu said upset at the fact that from those words it technically means that he wouldn't hold a chance with Illumi. He tightened his hold on the taller boy's hand. "As far as we know, Ran, the plaited hair one is eighteen and Rindo is 17. You like older people Illumi?"
"Fuck yes~" Illumi smiled real wide. "They're older." He glances briefly at the blond still holding his hand. "Yeah, dating someone younger than me feels weird, I mean in ten years it'll probably be different but a sixteen-year-old dating a fourteen-year-old just sounds wrong. Well, except Takuya, I'd wait forever for him."
"A hundred men?" Takemichi said wanting to move from the direction of the conversation knowing he was just going to get hurt.
"And that fatty over there. On that car." Chifuyu gestures, also moving away from the previous topic knowing he had to go away and strategize if he wanted to get anywhere with Illumi. "That's Leanman. He controls Ueno. I hear he's an absolute Jugger-naut."
"Ha-haaa! It's party time!!" An unknown voice bellows into the open area. "Toman and Valhalla ain't worth shit!"
"Oh?" Illumi watched with a raised eyebrow.
"Go to see you, sir!" the men wearing the same outfit as the stranger bowed low with fear and respect.
"I'm the one overseeing today's fight." He had a classic partially shaved head and one lobe piercing. "The names Hansen from the Ikebukuro criminal Black members."
"That's a mouthful," Illumi snorted. Ignoring the warning look Takemichi shot at him, the blond really didn't need Illumi beating up anyone other than the members of Valhalla today.
"He's our overseer today," Chifuyu said with a quirked smile also thinking the overseer's gang name was a mouthful.
"Overseer?" Takemichi asked.
"That's like a referee. Hansen, the Haitani Brothers, Leanman. They're just gonna watch today. But they're normally fierce rivals with Toman."
"You guys ready to throw down?!!" Hansen roared his blood pumping with excitement and it looked like the crowd was the very same and they all yelled back at him.
"FIGHTERS! MAKE YOUR ENTRANCE!"
From one side of the yard, a sea of black started to emerge, a flag waving in the air ominous.
"TOKYO MANJI GANG!"
The squad leaders holding front with Mikey and Draken making their entrance.
On the opposite side white clouded the area as forced of headless angel jackets descended.
"VALHALLA!"
Pretty boy with the mask was there, Illumi noticed standing in the same area the squad leaders of Toman would have been. In Mikey and Draken's place was an excited Hanma and Kazutora.
"Uhhh, where's Mikey's shirt?" Illumi asked looking around like that's how he'd get his answers.
"We gotta go too, Takemichi, Illumi."
"Yeah!"
"...kay."
"It's Mikey."
"The invincible Mikey."
Whispers dominated the place, all in worship of Mikey.
"Hansen-kun!" Mikey said. "First off, I'd like to thank you...for overseeing this fight today."
"Hah. if this fight sucks, I'm kicking all your asses." Hansen said with a cocky smirk.
"Like he could," Illumi scoffs a bit too loudly.
Hansen's head whips around searching for the disrespectful speaker, his eyes landing on Illumi who stared back with no fear and an easy posture.
"What you said you little shit?" Hansen growled stepping closer to Illumi.
"What, need some hearing aids?" Illumi asked with a smirk decorating his face. Head held high making direct eye contact with Hansen.
The two were face to face now, all up in each other's space.
"You disrespectful little shit, who the fuck do you think you are?"
"Heh," Illumi didn't even need words his posture and gleaming eyes did all his talk. He brought up a hand gracefully tipping the long nails to trial up the delicate underside of Hansen's throat before they reached the underside of his chin ever so slightly forcing the man to tilt his head up a fraction. It might have looked like an insignificant action to most but others knew that with that move alone Illumi practically called the other his bitch.
"You-!"
"Lumi," Mikey called out voice dark with unrecognized emotion.
"Yes?" Illumi tilted his head but did not look away from holding direct eye contact with the one on the ends of his fingers.
"I see you turned up."
Illumi sighed and dropped his hand leaving his momentary lapse of entertainment to simmer in fury. He drifted to Mikey's side ignoring the thought that to others it could look disrespectful for some no-name to waltz right up to the leader of a gang with no formalities.
"I wanted to see the drama~" Illumi hummed not even flinching as Mikey settled a scar ragged hand on the dip of his waist, he's gotten used to the delicate sudden touches of Mikey. "Also where is your shirt?"
"Why?" Mikey asked with a shit-eating grin eyes significantly brighter after Illmi came to his side.
"'Cause I don't make it a habit of being around half-naked people?"
"Huh?" Chifuyu said. "But remember when we-"
"Nope," Illumi cut him off. "Doesn't ring a bell."
"Yeah? Like I took off my shirt-"
"Gosh, just what is that noise."
"And then you helped me get out of my pants-"
"Chifuyu if you don't shut the fuck up I swear to the stars and skies."
Red speckled Illumi's face in an admittedly attractive way but he was quick to try and divert the attention elsewhere. "Anyway don't ye have a gang to fight and stuff."
"...right."
"Both teams' representatives step forward!!" A fella from Hansen's group with a mullet bellowed.
Both Draken and Kazutora stepped up, postures straight and unwavering.
"Five-on-five with your best guys...or and all-out melee with everyone. Which will it be?" Hansen asked.
"Valhalla picked this fight with us so, you decide, Kazutora," Draken said looking down at the boy who was once one of his closest friends.
"Huh?"
"We just have one condition! To rescue Keisuke Baji! If Toman wins this battle...we will take Baji back." Draken looked remorseful. "That's all there is to it!"
"Huh? Baji joined our gang on his own. There's no taking him back now!" Kazutora looked demented with his smile cracking his face in two.
"We're taking Baji back!" Draken repeated again more forcefully. "That's all there is to it!"
"You fucker...think you're hot shit?" Kazutora twitches. "You wanna talk about taking people? Huh? Then we're gonna take Mister Yato Illumi from yer hands when you lose."
His words had many tensing up at the audacity. Illumi himself looked irked at being talked about like that, he doesn't know how Baji didn't snap being addressed like he was something for people to take and give at will.
"Hey." Hansen said. "Don't start punchin' just yet."
Kazutora was not having anyone's shit, he shot a fist into Hansen's face like it was nothing the brought his knee up as the other man dropped leaving an impact into the other's lungs.
"HAGH-CK"
Kazutora stood over the fallen body like a proud soldier admiring their kill. "Daaamn, what a lame-ass..."
He stood straight and face Draken and the crown of Toman behind him. "Overseer? Condition? You guys this is a game?" He twisted around to show off his Valhalla jacket the bell of his earring kingling in the quiet surroundings. "We came here..."
"Shall we begin, Mikey?!" Hanma smiled in glee.
"...to torture you punks to death!"
"Let's do this Toman!!" Hanma led the charge thus beginning the first fight of many.