The Gemini Dragon Welder (Tokyo Revengers Fanfic)

Reborn 2

"Thinking back, my third year in middle school is when I met Takemichi. I was friends with Hinata Tachibana after my brother died, his girlfriend. I never talked to him much, I was very shy back then." Yúshiro thinks to herself as her vision starts to come back.

She sees some gravel under her feet, then looks up to see herself in a playground, just sitting on a bench. She blinks her eyes a couple of times and feels glasses on her nose and a book in her hands. She looks down a sees a sketch of the scenery in front of her.

"Huh? This place looks familiar." Yúshiro thinks, then looks around again. It looks like it was noon from the sun's position, and she sees a public bathroom. She drops some of her things on the bench and jogs into the restroom.

She looks at herself in the mirror, and widens her eyes in shock. "NANI?! What happened to my hair?!" She thinks to herself as she takes a red beanie off her head and moves her head around to look at herself. "Wait, I actually look really good. But, what year is it?" Yúshiro pulls out a wallet and a flip phone.

She opens the phone and sees a picture of her and Hinata, smiling in the camera. She looks at the time and date, July 4th, 2005. "12 years ago?! What happened to me?!" Yúshiro finally takes in her past appearance.

Her dirty brown hair is the same, but with her bangs and back hair dyed a dark blue, long enough to be in a little high ponytail, her bangs barely covering her right eye to show her grayish purple and grayish baby blue eyes with a scar above her right eye, on the temple. She touches the scar lightly, then spins herself around to look at her clothes. A dark bluish purple patterned shirt with the skirt the same pattern and color, gray stockings and some black boots. Some accessories was a black watch on her right wrist and the necklace her brother gave her.

She goes back outside and sees everyone gone, but there was a group of boys just standing around, and one with glasses playing with the gravel with a stick. She walks to the bench she left her stuff at, and takes her glasses off and puts them in a case from her backpack.

"I guess this is before I met Takemichi. His number isn't anywhere on my phone, where is he anyway?" A memory flashes in her mind of seconds of the group of boys approaching her, getting beat up, and her helping them all up. "That is how I met him."

She feels a presence behind her, and was ready to punch the poor boy with pink hair. But the thing is, he wasn't even behind her yet, he was making his way, but wasn't there yet. It was like Yúshiro could see or feel what was gonna happen seconds before it did.

"Huh? What's with that?" The boy asks. Yúshiro puts her hand down, then bows her head a bit. "I'm sorry, I thought I was gonna be attacked."

"Don't sweat it! Have you seen any second years?" The boy asks, making her shake her head. "Really? Guess they really were scared of us, huh?!" He calls out to his friends as they laugh. They all start to approach the brunette and the boy.

"What's your name? You're tall for a girl." A boy with slicked black hair comments. Yúshiro remembers that she is taller for a girl, maybe 6'0, and these group of boys that will become her friends soon, always looked up to her, literally and idolizing.

Yúshiro smiles at the thought, "My name is Fiyuu Yúshiro, call me Yú-chan." She greets, then another deep voice was heard.

"Hey!" The group looks over to see a group of third-years with some having cigarettes in their mouth. "Are you the little shits looking for our second-years?" All the boys start to sweat drop as Yúshiro stands in front of them. "Our second-years are on a school trip."

"These are the guys from that biker gang. I remember now." Yúshiro thinks.

"We're gonna bash your faces in one by one, so line up." Another guys orders as the boy with glasses stampers. "Uh, you guys are third-years right-"