87: First meeting of the year

                                    

                                          
Mikey took me for a ride around Shibuya, the wind was so cold that I couldn't focus on scenery around me. I was holding on to Mikey's waist and putting my head on his back. He slide my hands into his pockets but it was still cold. I could feel the cold wind hitting Mikey, going through his body and reaching my face.
"It's cold..." I managed to say with a shaking voice as I dig deeper into his pockets.
After some more torture Mikey start riding towards his house. He jumped down from his motorcycle and ran inside. I followed behind, and saw him running to the bathroom. "Wow, he must have hold it too much!"
I took out my jacket and went ahead and sat down on the couch in living room, found a blanket to cover up and warm myself up with. 
Then suddenly Mikey ran out of the bathroom with his hands bloody red. He was screaming in agony.
"What the fuck happened? Did you burn yourself with water?"
"Noooo, my hands were very cold so I hold it under warm water, it wasn't that hot, but my hands are burning up!"
"Pfft...that's cause you pour warm water on your cold hands, you moron! Of course it gonna burn!" He came to me and tried to steal the blanket, but I didn't give it up. 
He look at me pouting, "ok, just come under the blanket" and I lift up the blanket a little and he sit under it, next to me. He slide his arm under my back and under my t-shirt on my bare skin. 
"Aaaaaaa...it's cold" I jumped and sit up straight. The blanket fell down to the ground, "what? I'm cold, why do you move so much?"
"Mikey you're dead!" I said and I attacked him. I pushed him into the couch and lifted his clothes, and slapped my cold hands on his belly. He start laughing and tried to stop me, but he change his mind and start attacking me back. 
He was pressing his cold, freezing hand all over my body while I was trying to stop him as I laughed and begged him to stop. He finally stopped and look at me in the eyes. We weren't in the same position as we started, he was on top and I was pinned on the couch.
He lean closer as he was looking at me and asking for consent with his eyes. I smiled and he closed the distance.
He brush his cold and icy lips on mine and backed away, look at me in the eyes and whispered something to me and smashed his lips on mine again. 
His freezing hands was on my hands which was on each side of my head, he was pressing his hands on mine and make me more nervous. My heart was going crazy, and wanted to leaps out of my chest.
"You guys at it again! Tch!"
Mikey moved away and sit up, looking at door's direction, "oh, hey Ken-chin, when did you get here?"
"I arrived long ago but I was in dojo-house"
I was still lying down and staring at Mikey, with my mouth half open and my hands next to my head. He looked back at me, smiled and lean closer. Then he planned a kiss next to my lips, hold my hand and helped me to sit up.
"Is this your mission or what?" I asked and looked at Ken. He laughed and came closer, sit on the armchair near us. 
"What is?"
"Disturbing us!"
"It's not my fault, you guys are on each other every chance you get! you don't think, maybe there's some single people around who don't wanna see that!"
"Ugh, you're the worst Ken!"
"Hahahaha, I know! Mikey? Weren't you with Takemichi? Why are you here with Sam?"
"I left Takemichi some place after Mitsuya called me and told me that, SHE is punching the shit out of Black Dragons captains!"
"What? Why? Didn't they lost?"
"Yeah, but since they beat up others almost to death, she got mad..."
"Yeah, that bastard was my friend for fuck sake!"
"What were you doing there anyway?"
"I was gonna join the fight but I got stock in traffic jam!" they both start laughing. "What? I'm not kidding!"
"How did you know?" Ken managed to ask between his laugh. 
"I called Takemichi yesterday, and I thought it's going to be alright with us five, didn't know those two bastards was ready to stab us in the back. But I'm relief now that everyone can see those guys true colour!" and I glanced at Mikey. He was leaning back on the couch, looking at the ceiling.
"Yeah, same" Ken added and everyone went silent.