Warnings: Tickles, mentioned foot tickles, multiple lers, a bit intense toward the end!
Prompt: The Tokyo Manji Gang possessed a heartwarming tradition for every member’s birthday. As a rite of passage, each member—and significant other—would receive the same treatment on their special day!
“Happy birthday, Chifuyu,” Draken hummed, patting the boy’s head. He dropped a large, wrapped gift on the table in front of him, having carried the box with one hand.
Hina nudged Emma when the girl blushed, Cheshire-grinning at her. She recieved a flustered glare in return before she leaned against Takemichi’s chest. She stuck her tongue out at Emma, watching Chifuyu begin to open the gift.
The blonde boy smiled wide as he unboxed a huge goose plushie. His eyes sparkled, and he hugged it close. “Oh. My. GOD! Draken! I love it!” He chirped.
“I’m glad. I remember you saying how much you love geese. I saw this at the festival, and I knew I had to play for it,” the taller male reported, taking a seat next to Emma. He mirrored Takemichi’s previous action, opening his arm for Emma to lay against his chest. He kissed the crown of her head. “Happy birthday.”
There was a look of unbridled joy in the first division vice captain’s face. He held that goose like a lifeline as he begun to open other gifts.
“Geese your favorite?” Mitsuya asked, sitting down with a mug of tea.
“Oh yeah. They are like the most badass animal to ever exist.”
“Tigers are literally right there,” Takemichi rebutted. “Geese are my enemy. We don’t get along.”
“Maybe it’s cause you’re just a dumbass. I hear they’re prone to attacking those with low IQs,” Chifuyu hummed, smiling wide as he unwrapped a few games for his DS. He hugged Mitsuya tight before sitting back down in front of the coffee table.
Hina and Takemichi looked at each other, and the girl nodded with a determined smile, sitting up straight and allowing her boyfriend to stand up. She lifted Draken’s other arm, squishing against his side instead. “Get him, Takemichi!”
Draken snorted, patting her head. “Dunno if Takemitchy’s gonna appreciate you leaning on me.”
“He’ll be fine. You’re comfy; he’s about to kick butt; I’m ready to watch,” Hina chimed.
Takemichi cracked his knuckles with an evil smile. “You wanna run that by me again, Chifuyu?”
The blonde scrambled to his feet. “You can’t hurt me today! It’s my birthday!”
“You’re right, but someone’s due for his special Toman tradition gift, hm? Sounds like it’s time for someone to tickle you.”
A soft “ohhh” from Emma caused Hinata to look to both her and Draken and nod, smiling evilly. The two boys began having a standoff, running around the tiny coffee table in Takemichi’s living room. Chifuyu giggled like mad in anticipation.
“If you accept your fate, I’ll give you a bit of mercy! Only ten seconds!”
“Liar!” Chifuyu squeaked, dodging an attempted grab at his side. He scrambled, losing his balance and almost falling into the girls and Draken in the process.
Having sensed the danger before it even happened, Draken picked up his arms and caught Chifuyu. “Will you two dumbasses be careful?! You almost hurt Hina and Emma!” He glared at the two boys as Chifuyu got back on his feet. Turning to Emma, he looked at her with concern. “Are you okay, sweet girl?”
Emma nodded, completely shell-shocked. When Draken looked back at the scene before them, she turned to Hina, face flushed red as a tomato. Hina gave her an excited smile and a thumbs-up.
The two boys continued their stalemate around the table, running around the living room. Draken quickly ushered Hina and Emma to sit with Mitsuya, fully expecting another dangerous outcome. The girls barely had time to get to the couch before Takemichi jumped over the coffee table, causing Chifuyu to squeal and fall back onto Draken again.
“WAITWAITWAITNOOO!” He cried, blocking his body with his arms. “TAKEMICHI DON’T TICKLE ME!”
The other blonde smiled, panting a bit. He pretended to mull it over for a moment. “Fine. I won’t,” he hummed. He locked eyes with Draken and nodded. “But he will.”
Chifuyu barely had time to react before Draken’s fingers found his sides and tummy, poking and squeezing and fluttering.
“HYEAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!” He squealed, kicking his feet in the air.
“Oh yeah. You almost hurt Me and Takemitchy’s wifeys. Now Mitsuya’s keeping them safe.” He looked up at the girls and Mitsuya, smiling warmly when he saw them squished against his sides now.
“Ihihihihi dihihihidnt mehehehean ihihihit!” The boy whined, trying to grab at Draken’s hands. “Nohohoho!”
The vice commander merely hummed, poking around the boy’s belly button. Chifuyu sucked his tummy in and puffed it out, but Draken’s fingers were still unrelenting. “Drahahahakehehehen!”
“Hm?”
“Nohohoho! Ihihihi cahahahant!” The boy squealed.
“No? Maybe another place then,” Draken hummed, dragging his fingers up to Chifuyu’s ribs, resting them there. “Now let’s see… how old did you turn today?”
“F-Fifteen,” the blonde replied, panting with a dopey grin. “I’m fifteen now.”
“Hmmm… so we have twenty-four rib bones… So if two plus two is four, and five plus five is ten…” his fingers begun to tickle once again without warning. “That must mean I need to get at least fifteen of them.”
Chifuyu melted into Draken’s lap, squealing as he tried grabbing at the vice commander’s fingers. “Drahahahaken nohohohoho!”
Tickling without fingers is quite hard to do, Draken deduced. He grabbed Chifuyu’s arms and held them above his head. “Takemitchy, hold these for me.”
Now laid out, fully vulnerable, Chifuyu stared apprehensively at Draken, arms stretched above his head.
“You okay, kiddo?” The vice commander asked. When he recieved a nod, his wicked smile returned. He ever so gently curled and uncurled his fingers on the boy’s ribs, causing Chifuyu to squeak and giggle softly, butterflies invading his tummy.
Holding Chifuyu’s wrists in with one hand, Takemichi snaked his other hand down to attack the boy’s underarms. All over again, Chifuyu squeaked and squealed as he jolted, body arching off of the couch. Draken chuckled, dragging clawed fingers over the boy’s ribcage, counting aloud. The blonde laughed his head off, blushing just a bit.
“I think he likes it,” Takemichi cooed, making obnoxious kissy noises.
“Only one who likes it is you, idiot,” Draken rebutted, circling the boy’s belly button again. “Oh don’t you even try to deny it, Takemitchy. You’ve never once told any of us to stop.”
“Draken!” The time leaper hissed “Hina’s right there!”
“And?”
The casual conversation continued above as Chifuyu giggled madly below. He tried to move, toss his head around, bring his arms down, nothing. All he could do was laugh and squeak while the two argued and forgot about him. “Okahahahay! Sohohohomewhehehehere ehehehelse! Cmohohohon!”
The two blondes paused in their argument. “Somewhere else?” Takemichi cooed. “You sure?”
“Yehehehehes!”
“Draken, his hips are the worst. Why don’t you go ahead and—“
The time leaper didn’t get to finish his sentence before Chifuyu’s head was tossed back against the couch, deep belly laughs leaving him as Draken drilled into his hips. “Ooh! Bingo! You got it!”
Chifuyu squealed and snorted, deep laughter exploding from his chest. “DRAHAHAHAKEHEHEHEHEN NAHAHAHAHAHAOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”
“I think you’re right, Takemitchy, maybe he does like it. Think we should keep going?”
Takemichi hummed, nodding. “I think so too. And Y’know? I have a crazy idea…”
“Oh yeah?”
Goddamn it! Stop conversing so normally while Chifuyu’s losing his shit! It’s so embarrassing! With Hina and Emma still watching? And Mitsuya? Oh God! He’s never gonna—
“We’re heeeeeeere!” Mikey’s sing-songy voice sounded from the door. “We picked up four stragglers on the way too! Takemitchy, your friends wanted to—“
“Ohh! Kenny’s giving you the ol’ ‘Birthday Tickles Special?’ You better enjoy it! You’ll only get it once a year!” The commander cooed, handing his gift to Baji, who set it down on the kitchen counter. He rushed to the couch, kneeling down. “Want some help?”
“Oh yeah! We gotta make our birthday boy know how much we love to hear his laugh!~” Takemichi cooed.
The first division vice captain only blushed a deeper scarlet, snorting repeatedly. “NOHOHOHOHO!”
“Oh wow. He’s got great stamina. It’s no wonder he’s in Toman!” Mikey cooed. “Let’s see what you’ve got left, birthday boy!” He pulled out the hair tie holding up his bangs.
“Ohhh, Mikey means business, Kiddo,” Draken hummed, ceasing his assault on poor Chifuyu’s hips.
The boy took gasping breaths, giggling like a little kid. “I-I can—“ oh God don’t do it Chifuyu… “I can-I can take it!” Idiot.
“Hear that, Kenny? He wants us to try and make him tap out,” Mikey teased. He held the hair tie in his teeth, pulling all of his golden hair into a messy bun. He smiled, picking up Chifuyu’s sweater and moving it up to his chest. “You guys have been tickling him through his clothes? It’s like you were going easy on him. I thought your birthday tickles were usually rougher, Ken-Chin.”
“For you? Yes. No mercy for annoying brats like you,” Draken grumbled.
“Love you too, Ken-Ken.” The teasing lilt to Mikey’s voice dropped, replaced with his serious, scary voice. “Now, boys. Let’s give our birthday boy a day to remember.”
Draken and Takemichi grinned evilly before descending onto their tickle spots. Takemichi had taken the liberty to sit on Chifuyu’s hands, now using both of his own to tease the boy’s underarms. Draken’s rough fingers dug ticklish circles into the boy’s hips, and finally Mikey…
Mikey hummed, sucking in another breath. He blew another ticklish raspberry against Chifuyu’s tummy. “Nice abs, ‘Fuyu! You’ve really been working hard!” And another raspberry… and another…
“YOHOHOHOHOU GUHUHUHUYS! NAHAHAHAHAHOHOHO!”
“Oh my god…” Emma whispered. “You boys are ruthless.” Hina nodded in agreement.
Mitsuya chuckled, patting both of their heads. “Draken tickles everyone on their birthday. It’s like his second gift,” he reported. “As for Chifuyu, he’s not as weak as he might come by. He’s survived Baji’s tickling, and he doesn’t believe in mercy.”
Hinata shivered, snuggling closer to Mitsuya’s side. “Yikes… You have to be gentle with us girls if you ever tickle us, okay?” She said accusingly to the black-haired male, who had sat down moments before.
“Hmm… maybe. Now your hubby? He won’t get any mercy from me, that chicken shit,” Baji chimed.
“Oh yeah, Takemichi’s super ticklish,” Akkun reported, hanging on the back of the couch.
Yamagishi, Takuya, and Makoto nodded. “Yep,” they replied simultaneously.
“Interesting…” Baji hummed.
Meanwhile…
“He’s lasting a while. I wonder what’ll make him crack,” Draken hummed, still relentlessly tickling Chifuyu’s hips.
Chifuyu’s joyful laughter rang around the room. He pounded his fist against Takemichi’s butt, squealing and snorting. “NOHOHOHOTHIHIHIHING! IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!”
Wrong answer…
Baji huffed, standing up from the couch. One by one, he tapped the three ticklers, each stopping one by one. “Observe,” he merely hummed.
Chifuyu caught his breath, messy hair clinging to his red face. His chest heaved, tummy jittering. “Is that all you three got? I can take it! You forget, I’ve survived—“
Two fingers pinching his knees caused the boy’s eyes to widen. He kicked his legs rapidly, tossing his head back and all but screaming. “BAHAHAHAJIHIHIHI! NOHOHOHOHO!”
“Baji yes! Happy birthdaaaaaaaay. You didn’t think I’d let Draken tickle you alone, hm?”
In a flash, the other three continued on their spots, which promptly drove Chifuyu up the wall.
Mikey blew one more raspberry before patting Chifuyu’s tummy, pulling his sweater down with a smile. Baji stood back up, as did Draken. Takemichi carefully got off Chifuyu’s wrists, and the boy curled in on himself, giggling softly.
Mitsuya stood up, picking up Chifuyu with a sigh. “Told you. Five seconds tops,” he hummed, cradling the panting boy.
Hina and Emma returned to the other couch, snuggling up to their respective boyfriends.
Mitsuya held Chifuyu gently, patting his back. “You done good, kid,” he praised. “That was pretty brutal. I would’ve been done myself when Mikey joined in.
“Yeah… s’okay. I had fun,” he hummed tiredly. He stuck his tongue out at the four boys who had taken him to an inch of his life previously. “At least Mitsuya won’t tickle me.”
“You’re right,” Takuya hummed.
“But we will!” Akkun chimed.
A new set of four descended their fingers onto ticklish spots. Four pairs of fingers descended on his neck and ears, his tummy, his feet, and his shoulders. All over again, Chifuyu giggled like a little kid, grateful for a bit of a break from his more ticklish places.
Each person in the room would receive their due when their day came, but for today, it was about Chifuyu Matsuno: the current birthday boy.
The blonde’s melodious laughter would sound often at the party, adorning tv shows, conversations, and party games. With gifts opened, cake consumed, and a goose plushie in his arms, Chifuyu snuggled up to Baji, a content smile on his face. “Thanks for the best birthday ever…” he hummed to the room, closing his eyes.
Aaaaaand the peace was ruined when Baji decided it was his turn to give the birthday boy his second gift…
Can i ask for lee! Kazutora pls? It doesn't matter if its hc or fic. Anything you do, I WILL BE BLESSED
How to entertain Mikey
I originally was just gonna write hcs, but then my fingers slipped and wrote this fic oops-
I have mixed opinions on how it turned out, but I hope you enjoy it regardless<3
We love Kazutora in this household, and I'll take any excuse to write ler Mikey for uhh reasons
This is set back when toman was initially founded btw
Also on ao3
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Mikey x Kazutora (Draken's there too) interpret how you wish
Lee: Kazutora
Ler: Mikey, briefly Draken
Warnings: Tickles!
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You know it’s gonna be a long day when Mikey uses you as his source of entertainment. That’s what Kazutora thought, as today he was in that predicament.
Usually the other founders are somewhat decent at dealing with their leader’s shenanigans, though nothing could’ve prepared Kazutora of what’s to come.
“Wahahait! Mikey!!!” The aforementioned boy screeched through desperate giggles, staring up with pleading eyes at the blonde. Said leader had sat on his arms, keeping him captive, while ever so slowly descending his wiggly fingers towards Kazutora.
“Pfff— I haven’t even touched you yet~ Kenchin, come check this out!” Mikey pretended to shoot his hands at Kazutora, only to stop when he was about to reach under his arms.
“GYAH!!! Stohohop that!” Kazutora shrieked at the top of his lungs, you’d think something more sinister was afoot but nope. Just Mikey being Mikey.
Draken gave an uninterested glace at the scene, though he couldn’t fight off the small smirk that spread over his lips.
“Haha! If you’re already this loud, just wait ‘till I actually tickle you~” the leader teased with a grin, starting the slow descent of his wiggling fingers all over again. Enjoying how his captive tried to squirm away and bit back a nervous smile. Like watching a defenseless animal being toyed with by its hunter.
No matter how much Kazutora tried to fight it, the nervous giggles that would accumulate in his throat would end up spilling every single time. Didn’t matter how many times Mikey pulled off the same trick.
“Nohoho! N-noho tickling! Get ohohoff! Draken, hehehelp!” Kazutora called out, his pleas barely tangible with his insistent giggles.
“Poor damsel in distress…” Draken was being sarcastic, yet still managed to fluster the giggly boy. Earning some whines and grunts.
“Oh please, don’t act as if you don’t like it. I know you do~” Mikey practically cooed, letting out a laugh when Kazutora’s face lit up like a christmas tree.
“Thahat’s not the pohohoint— EEK! NOHOHO!” Kazutora’s legs flailed and his laugh reached a new octave when Mikey gave a sneaky pinch to his ribs.
“Geez, Mikey. Just give him what he wants already” Draken couldn’t hide the amusement laced in his voice. His smirk grew as Kazutora’s blush deepened.
“I dunno, this is pretty fun too. It’s like I’m wrecking him without even touching him~” their leader chuckled, wiggling his fingers over Kazutora’s face.
“Ahah! Pleheeease! Just get it ohover with!...” Kazutora was starting to sound out of breath and the tickling hadn't even begun. He really is a lost cause.
The other two exchanged looks, feeling a bit surprised at how easily Kazutora gave in. Though it didn’t take long for Mikey’s mischievous side to kick in once more.
“Ask and shall receive~” this time, Mikey wasted no time digging his fingers under Kazutora’s arms.
“EEEEYAYAHAHAHA! NOHOHO! IT TIHIHICKLES!” the latter pointed out the obvious, squealing through his hysterical laughter.
“Oh really? I had no idea. Did you, Kenchin?” Draken shook his head. Both him and Mikey couldn’t help but laugh along with Kazutora.
“Y’know, this’d be more fun if you joined in” Mikey shot his best friend a sinister look, egging him to join in on the chaos.
“Oh well, got nothing better to do” Draken tried to sound casual, but the playful twinkle in his eye gave him away. Taking a seat across Kazutora’s waist, he started squeezing at his knees with vigor.
The rest of the day was filled to the brim with laughter, though no one could rival Kazutora’s hysterical sounds.
A/n: I just finished watching Tokyo Revengers & I’m obsessed with the characters! Please enjoy this adorable story ☺️
Summary: Mikey, with Draken’s help, decide to show Takemichi and Hina what happens to those who cross him.
Word Count: 1,158 (dang this was supposed to be a one shot 😅)
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The sound was absolutely deafening. Hina’s palm made contact with Mikey’s cheek.
“C’mon Takemichi, don’t let guys like these bully you!” the pink haired girl huffs before grabbing her boyfriend’s wrist. She started walking the two of them away from the situation.
“No Hina, y-you’ve got it all wrong, these guys are just—” Takemichi was cut off by a holler.
“Hey! You got a death wish?!” Draken, in a swift movement, grabbed Hina’s offending hand firmly.
Takemichi froze, his eyes locked on Draken’s hand. The yellow haired student quickly turns to stare his friend in the eye.
“Take your hand off her.” Takemichi’s voice waivered as he spoke, but his tone was serious.
“It’s seems you both forget who you’re talking to.” the Vice President couldn’t believe his ears. This shrimp was actually standing up to him, nobody challenges Draken. He let go of Hina, only to lean down, knocking his forehead against Takemichi’s.
“Kenny,” Draken’s face relaxed as he gazed towards his boss.
“These kids just need to learn some manners is all.” Mikey gave the head nod to let her go. The gang’s leader walked towards Hina, a expression never moved. He placed a hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her till her back met the lockers. Hina let out a small gasp, but her eyes remained sternly focused on Mikey. What was he gonna do?!
Draken’s gaze flicked back to Takemichi, something had changed though. There was a predatory fire in his eyes. Before Takemichi even got the chance to question it, he was flat on the ground. Draken was suddenly squatting over his legs so he couldn’t get up!
“I couldn’t agree more, Mikey.” Takemichi watched Mikey’s movements anxiously. He wouldn’t hit a girl as pretty as Hina, right?
“M-Mikey ! Please, she didn’t mean it! Don’t—“
“Relax Takemitchy, I’m just going to teach her a lesson.” Mikey’s tone was monotone as ever, when he was in business mode at least. The gang’s leader raised a hand up slowly.
Oh god. Takemichi’s face pailed. He was gonna hit her?!
With one quick motion, Mikey’s raised hand darted toward’s Hina’s body.
“MIKEY NOOO!” The second year yelled, squirming under Draken’s weight. Suddenly, a loud squeak echoed through the hallway. Takemichi froze, was that…laughter? He looked closer at what Mikey’s hand was doing.
The gang boss’ hand was at Hina’s side, giving it some gentle squeezes with his thumb and first finger.
“My my Takemitchy, I didn’t know you had such a cute little girlfriend. She’s ballsy, she stands up for who she loves. I like that.” Mikey’s face was in his sweet childish smile now. He was just tickling her?
“E-Ehehehe heheheey! Th-That tihihihickles!” Her giggles rang out like little bells in the air, she squirmed to try and get away from the ticklish touch. Hina’s cheeks were glowing pink from the slightly embarrassing situation.
“Ah, no can do Miss Takemitchy, you both need to learn what happens when you cross the Tokyo Manji gang.” He said in a teasing tone, his other hand attaching to her free side. She started squealing softly through her laughter.
“S-So he’s only…tickling her?” Takemichi’s face softened a little, his body relaxing.
“Don’t get too calm, lover boy. You’re gonna get yours too.” With that, Draken’s hands latched onto his friend’s soft sides. Takemichi explodes with laughter.
Crap, crap, crap! How could I forget I was this ticklish?! Was I always this ticklish?
“AHAHAHAHAHAH D-DRAKEHEHEN! Dohohohon’t!” Takemichi pleaded through funny laughter, his hands rushing to grip the older boy’s wrist. Draken’s grin curled into an evil one. His long fingers digging in randomly all over Takemichi’s sides and ribs. The Vice President started rubbing his thumbs into his hips. Now that really got a reaction out of him.
“EHEHEHEEHEHE! DOHOHONT!!” His back arched off the floor.
“Ohoho? What a bad spot..” Draken words almost sounds like a growl.
Meanwhile, Mikey was still playfully tickling Hina, listening to her adorable giggles. He was switching between pinching her side, to scribbling over her tummy.
“Oh, a ticklish tummy? How cute..” His smile was still bright as ever as he watched Hina squirm.
“M-Mihihister! Pleheheehase, it tihihickles!” Hina’s back arched into the lockers
“Aw, I bet it does. I’ll tell you what. Only if you say ‘I’m sorry Mikey’, then I promise I’ll stop.” He graciously offered an escape for her, since he wasn’t truly upset.
No one got away from Mikey until he was ready, but she was an exception. He quickly changed spots to her neck, lightly teasing the sides and under her chin. This made Hina scrunch up her shoulders.
“EEEEHEHE! I’m sohohorry Mikehehehey!” She apologized through her tittering giggles, lightly batting at his hands as they still lightly teased her neck.
“Ah, there you go!” He stopped shortly after. “You alright, Mrs. Takemitchy?” He asked, just making sure she was ok. She nodded shyly.
“Yes, th-thank you for stopping. I’m quite ticklish there.” She rubbed her neck to make the ghost sensations go away.
“I can tell.” He chuckled, smiling at her cute behavior.
“What about you, Takemitchy, have you learn your lesson?” Mikey’s tone turned teasing as he walked over to his hysterical friend on the floor. Draken was giving him the business.
Both hands pinned above his head as the Vice President was digging his finger’s into the smaller boy’s belly.
“WHAAHAHAHAT LEHEHEHESSON?!?! D-DRAHAHAKEN , pleheheheEHEHEASE!” His feet kicking from underneath Draken to try and knock him off.
“For not tell us about your cute girlfriend here. She’s a real sweetie.” Mikey leaned down to tickle Takemichi’s neck.
“IM SOHOHORRY NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!” Takemichi’s eyes watered with mirth.
God I don’t even remember being this ticklish! I’m gonna die from laughing! Inner Takemichi was kicking himself for not remembering such a big weakness.
“Ok Kenny, he’s had enough. Let him up.” Mikey patted his friend’s head a couple times till he stopped tickling. Takemichi sucked in air as best as he could. Hina crouched next to him.
“You ok?” She smiled down at him. She playfully gave him a small poke on his side. This cause him to cover the assaulted spot with a bright red blush.
“H-Hina dohohont!” He damn near whined through his embarrassed giggles. The group started to laugh at how cute Takemichi was.
“You’re so cute takemichi!” She giggled with him.
“Guuuuuuys!” He cried out.
“Well I’m glad the two of you learned to take us more seriously.” Draken said in a teasing tone to the pair of younger students.
“We have. And I apologize again for hurting you Mikey.” Hina bowed her head to him, her cheeks red.
“No sweat Miss Takemitchy. You two be good now,” Mikey started to walk away, patting Hina’s head.
*Wow, those two are really something else.* Takemichi smiled as the disappeared.
“So, when did you plan on telling me how ticklish you were?”
“AHAHA! H-Hina please I’ve had enohohough!” He whined, trying to grab her hands gently.
“I’ll be the judge of that my dear Watson cmere!” Takemichi’s afternoon was spent laughing his head off.
Nehehe I've done some more hc's!
Hope you enjoy!!
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AITE
~Lee Draken Hc’s~
-Okay so him,,,
- His laugh is very deep and grumbly
-There are certain spots that make his laugh go up like his underarms
-When the scar on his stomach healed, the skin around it became a lot more ticklish than it was before.
-So ticklish that just a few pokes will have him in a giggle fit
-Mikey and Draken always have tickle fights
-Sometimes he would let Mikey win just so that he doesn’t become pouty
-His worst spot is his stomach but it’s the area that’s closest to the scar that is the most sensitive
-Takemitchy and Mikey gang up on him a lot just to hear him laugh
-Emma also tickles him a lot because she likes his laugh
-He is somewhat easily flustered but the ones who fluster the most are Mikey and Emma
-Mitsuya and Baji occasionally tickle him just because they want to knock him down a peg
~Ler Draken Hc’s~
-oH GoD,,,,,
-When I say he’s absolutely ruthless,,,,,
-Just be afraid, This guy is the best ler in the whole of Toman
-He can give any kind of tickles really but he mainly wrecks Mikey and Mitsuya at times
-He gives soft tickles to Emma a lot of the time just to hear her giggle
-He can tease really frickin well
-He is one of the only people that knows how to fluster Mikey and who can fluster all the others
-T I C K L E H U G S
-When I say this man uses tickle hugs to trap his victims and just squeeze at their sides and hips, or claw into their stomach and ribs
-He always gets revenge but he waits a bit to let anticipation build
-He uses anticipation a lot
-If Mikey is in a lee mood and is trying to provoke him, he will make him ask for tickles but if it’s someone else he will react to their provoking and tickle them.
Come get yall juice @fanfic-chan @ticklish-n-stuff @giggly-squiggily @nataliewritez @adrienisweird @stopiteatpopcorn @nervousswitch
CW: this do have tickles in it ngl. Foot tickles
When Chifuyu arrived to Takemichi’s house, he was the last to show up. As he walked in the door, Baji walked out of it. The blonde turned around, lips agape as he looked at Baji with total betrayal. “You’re leaving already?!”
“Already? Chifuyu, it’s been three hours since you were supposed to get here,” the black-haired male rebutted.
“It’s not my fault! My mom was worried about Peke J, so she had me take him to the emergency vet. Two hours later, we find out that the little shit had a slug in his nose.”
“Sucks to suck. Should’ve texted me,” Baji hummed, blowing a raspberry at the blonde. “See ya’ round, ‘Fuyu.”
Chifuyu groaned, kicking off his shoes. He went over to the couch and draped himself across Draken and Mitsuya’s laps. “Baji hates me sooooo much,” he grumbled.
Mitsuya exhaled a laugh. “Awww… poor baby.” His hand traveled up to Chifuyu’s back, rubbing gentle circles above his tee shirt. “Tell us about your trip to the vet.”
The boy sighed, relaxing under the touch. “It took forever. Poor Peke J just kept sneezing and sneezing, and the idiots didn’t think to check his nose until after they took his blood.”
“I see. That must’ve been scary,” the older replied.
“Yeah…” Chifuyu murmured, eyes closing. “Hey, where’s Mikey and Takemichi?”
“They’re discussing some things,” Draken cut in.
“Oh no… Takemichi’s done for,” the boy murmured.
Mitsuya hummed thoughtfully, moving his hand up to rub between Chifuyu’s shoulder blades. His hand stiffed when the blonde’s body twitched in his lap. “You okay?”
“M-Mhm—“
“He’s ticklish, Mits’,” Draken reported calmly.
“Draken!” Chifuyu whined. “Why would you tell him?”
“It’s common knowledge at this point, kiddo,” the braided man hummed.
The younger huffed, collapsing more in their laps. His pouting was short-lived, however, when Mitsuya’s fingers started rubbing between his shoulder blades again. He hid his face in Mitsuya’s stomach and whined through soft giggles.
“Seems like you’re right, Draken. He is pretty ticklish,” Mitsuya hummed, focusing his fingers on the base of the boy’s shoulder blade.
Chifuyu jumped with a squeak. “Nohohoho!”
“No? Does it tickle?”
“Yehehehehehes!” The blonde whined tiredly.
“It doesn’t seem to be too unbearable. I’m being sooooo gentle with you,” the older chimed, now letting his blunt nails rake around Chifuyu’s shoulder blades.
The boy squealed, burying his face in Mitsuya’s stomach even deeper. His shoulders shook with repressed laughter. Mitsuya was right; he was being gentle, too gentle. It was soothing, he’ll admit, but god damn did it tickle so bad!
Mitsuya’s fingers traced up and down, skittering from his lower back, the backs of Chifuyu’s ribs, his shoulder blades—again, of course, because he knew he had found a sweet spot there—and up to his underarms and neck. Chifuyu trembled and twitched as soft giggles poured from his lips.
“You okay?” The older asked in a teasing voice. “Can you handle it?”
“Yeah? He’s pretty confident, Draken. Maybe you should help me too,” Mitsuya hummed thoughtfully.
“Nohohoho dohohohont hehehehelp!” Chifuyu whined, squealing when Mitsuya’s fingers gently found their way into his underarms.
Draken pretended to mull it over before his own fingers started tracing up and down Chifuyu’s calves, stopping to scribble behind his knee. Curse the kid for wearing shorts and a hoodie today…
“Agh! Nahahahaha! Ihihihit tihihihickles!”
“Oh! Good. We’re doing a good job then,” Draken chirped.
The younger could only whine, kicking his legs a bit. The tickling was not unbearable, he’d report that, but he wasn’t sure if he’d prefer to keep enduring the gentle, loving touch, or if he’d rather get Draken’s specialty of honing in on his hips until he begs for it to stop.
Chifuyu didn’t have much time to decide when Draken’s soft touch found its way to his socked feet. He yelped, instantly jerking his leg back. “Nohohoho!”
“Ohhhh… You got ticklish feeties, Chifuyu? Hm? Aww you’re wearing little kitty socks. Was this for Peke J?”
The blonde blushed a bit, hiding his face in Mitsuya’s stomach again. “Theheheyre luhuhuhucky! Ihihi wahahahas nehehehervohohohous!”
“They’re adoooorable,” Mitsuya chirped, focusing his dragging fingers to Chifuyu’s lower back.
Draken retaliated by holding his kicking legs with one arm, using his free hand to attack the boy’s toes. Chifuyu squealed incoherent words out, pressing his forehead to Mitsuya’s thigh. “Nahahahahaha! Drahahahakehehehen!”
“No? You don’t like it? You’re laughing so loud though!” The older cooed innocently.
“Plehehehehease!”
“Are you sure?”
“Yehehehehehes! DohohoHOHOHOHONT!” Mitsuya’s fingers had switched from gentle tracing to merciless squeezes on his sides. “NAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh, you’re so ticklish, kid,” Mitsuya chirped. “I could do this all day.” This earned a squeal of protest from Chifuyu. “Alright, Draken, let’s give him a break.”
The two ceased their tickling, allowing the panting blonde a chance to rest and catch his breath. To their surprise, Chifuyu shifted, turning on his back. He looked at them expectantly.
I would like to humbly order a fic of Mikey dreaming abt the events that happened in ep 10 and waking up terrified that Draken really left him (if you catch my drift)
And and and- usage of the bestest trope of character A rushing to Character B’s house to make sure they’re okay and just collapsing in their arms with a teary/sobbing “oh thank god…” whenever they answer the door
I am requesting the most immaculate comfort from Draken . 
Your local angst queen, signing off.
Ffs stop bottling up your emotions
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME by writing Mikey angst 🥲
I don't think angst is my thing but I tried 😭
I hope you likey :3
I'm gonna go bawl my eyes out after writing this
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Mikey x Draken (interpret as you wish)
Lee: Mikey
Ler: Draken
Warnings: Tickles! Angst! Panic attack! Cursing! Spoilers for ep 10!
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wake up… Wake up!
Mikey let out a strangled gasp, his body sitting upright, drenched in cold sweat. Or was it warm? His ears were ringing. Why can’t he feel his fingers or toes? Oh right, Draken… That awful nightmare where the worst came to fruition. But Draken is still with us, so why… Why is his chest so tight? Is there something blocking his airway? He can’t swallow for the life of him. Just make it stop!...
A moment of silence fell as his brain stopped spinning around. Why is he thinking about that of all things? Draken is probably snoring like a caveman at the long hours of 3:21 am… Maybe he should call and check just in case.
Over at Draken’s room, he felt his phone buzzing, causing him to stir up. Looking at the caller ID that read ‘Mikey’
“Tch, this better be good” with a tired grumble, he answered the call. “What is it”?
“I had a nightmare where you were gone and woke up having a panic attack so I thought I’d call to hear your voice”.
The sudden word vomit caused an eerie silence. If Draken wasn’t awake before, he definitely was now. His brain trying to catch up to process what the fuck was that. Before he could even say anything, Mikey beat him to it, “Anyways bye!”.
Anxious jitters making him hang up, just like that…
“Did this brat really just…” Draken’s face darkened as he practically growled in anger.
“If this prick thinks he can pull a stunt like that on me, he’s got another thing coming” he quickly grabbed a jacket and his keys, zooming over to Mikey’s place.
Once he got there, Draken banged on the door with zero hesitation. “Open up, I know you’re awake”.
It didn’t take long for the door to open, although Mikey didn’t dare look at him.
“What’s up?” He tried seeming nonchalant, which only made Draken scowl.
“Look at me, you asshole”
When he got no response, he took it upon himself to spin Toman's leader around. Shock falling upon Draken’s face when he saw the tears streaming down Mikey’s cheeks.
“Mikey… you’re crying” any anger he had started to disappear, replaced with pure concern.
“Huh?” the short male reached out, feeling the teary streak down his face “Oh, I guess I am”.
“The fuck you guess?! Talk to me, or I’ll beat you up”
That caused Mikey to let out a dry chuckle, but seeing how serious Draken was, he let out a sigh.
“It was just a silly dream, don’t get your boxers in a twist now”
Oh that really was the last straw. Draken picked him up by the collar, his eyes alone showed how upset he was.
“You don’t just call someone in the middle of the night, having a fucking panic attack, and then brush it off as nothing! The hell is wrong with you, Manjiro?!”
Mikey flinched at the rare use of his first name, his own frustration starting to seep out.
“What do you want me to say? That I’m so fucking afraid of losing my best friend for good? That I’ve been crying myself to sleep every night ever since that incident, dreaming of the worst to come? Is that what you want? For me to say that I can barely face you without my stomach twisting into a knot?! That as Toman’s leader I had to act fine for the sake of everyone else?!” hot tears streamed down Mikey’s cheeks, his words leaving Draken speechless. Had he really been suffering in silence this whole time..?
“Mikey… I had no idea” he loosened his grip, putting the leader back down.
“Well now you do” Mikey replied dryly, wiping off any stray tears.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of strong arms pull him into Draken’s chest.
“Huh…?” Mikey stood dumbfounded. Usually their form of affection was beating the snot out of each other and arguing over the dumbest stuff. A hug of all things felt foreign yet nice…
“I’m so sorry…”
That’s when the dam broke, all those pent up sobs finally came pouring out. Mikey buried his face into Draken’s chest, as the latter rubbed his back soothingly, whispering soft words of reassurance.
“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. You’re safe now”
Seeing his best friend so broken made his heart ache. Despite not having much experience with calming others, it seemed that his words and touches were working as Mikey’s breath became regulated.
“I think I’m better now…” he muttered out softly, feeling embarrassed over that whole display of emotion and affection. Hopefully Draken would leave now and they could forget about this—
“Bullshit” Draken spoke sharply, making Mikey snap his head at him.
“That part may be over, but now it’s time to make you less mopey and show you that you couldn’t get rid of me even if you tried”
A slight smile tugged at Mikey’s lips before trying to hide it away.
“I saw that little smile” Draken smirked at him. “I’m not leaving ‘till I see a full-blown one though” Uh oh, there was an evil twinkle in his eyes.
Not long after, Draken picked up Mikey with ease. Launching him onto his bed. The latter tried escaping, turning on his belly and crawling away, but it was futile as Draken straddled his waist.
“Wahait, Kenny…!” The shorter male whined of all things, feeling strong fingers trace along his back.
“Pff, did you just whine? You’re so adorable pathetic sometimes” the vice captain mused out loud, watching as Mikey’s ears turned a nice crimson red. “Look, you aren’t even trying to fight back~” he cooed into the flushed ear, earning a squeak. Draken snickered at his best friend’s antics, his fingers starting to travel towards the back of Mikey’s ribs.
This earned all kinds of snorts of laughter “Nahahat thehehere! It’s so bahahad!” Mikey could barely get a word out without dissolving into a fit of giggles. It was always so precious seeing his usual tough friend look so soft and vulnerable. As much as Mikey would try to hide it, Draken loved that side of him.
“Oh yehehes there!” the vice captain said mockingly, pressing between the bones, pinching at them, watching Mikey’s shoulders shake with glee.
“Kehehenny, stahahap— EEE WAHAHAIT!!!” Mikey went ballistic as Draken suddenly went for the kill, his hands latching onto Mikey’s waist. Thumbs drilling against the hip bone and squeezing the area with vigor.
“Wait? Wait for what? Tickling waits for no man!” He laughed along with him, tormenting the sensitive hips.
“BWAHAHAHA! OKAHAHAY! STAHAHAHAP!” Mikey flailed around like a car dealer balloon. Limbs going anywhere and everywhere with zero sense of direction. His mind clouded, only thinking of the overwhelming ticklish feel.
“Hmm… I dunno… Lemme check” with that, Draken flipped him over, getting better access to his face. It was bright red, eyes pricked with happy tears, and most importantly, Mikey’s classic child-like smile. “Should I? You seem to be having a lot of fun~” he teased, trailing his fingers along Mikey’s tummy now.
Toman’s leader gave off an exasperated look. He couldn’t fight off that giddy smile even if he wanted to, maybe this wasn’t so bad.
“Fine, maybe a bit longer” he spoke sheepishly. And just like that, happy giggles and squeals filled up the once dull room. Hopefully the rest of the Sano household doesn’t get woken up…
Later on, when Mikey’s mind would wander back to that terrible thought, he’d always have a hand by his side to reassure him.
OKAY HI BESTIE WESTIE ZESTY NESTY CHESTY QUESTY PESTY RESTY-
SO YOUVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH TOKREV
IM SO PLEASED
YOU WANT REQUEST?? I SHALL COME BEARING M A N Y 🧎♀️🧎♀️
FOR MY FIRST TRICK!
I am such a sucker for teasy Draken and lee takemichi and I would like to exPLOIT THAT
I am requesting Ler Draken and Lee Takemichi so hard rn and I AM ON MY KNEES BEGGING FOR MORE ANTICIPATION THAN ACTUAL TICKLES BC IT DESTORYS HIM!!! I DONT MAKE THE RULES!!! SQUIGGLY AND I THINK HE JUST COVERS HIS FACE WITH HIS HANDS BC HE THINKS IT’LL MAKE HIS ATTACKER DISAPPEAR
Lemme just-
😮💨 clam down a bit
But yes I would love to see the that ❤️
Fools glee
I had so much fun with this prompt. Mitchy and Draken are such a fun pairing, I hope you like it x3
Takemitchy had really done it this time. No amount of strength or willpower could save him from his current predicament.
Only a fool would go out of his way to tease Draken about his girlfriend (except Mikey), and Takemitchy was indeed that fool.
“Run” was the only warning the vice captain muttered out, his eyes ready to kill on sight.
“Eep-” Takemitchy had never tried to run so fast before. He wasn’t sure what Draken had planned for him, and he definitely wasn’t ready to find out.
After a while of running: “Phew… I think I’m safe now” Takemitchy sighed out in relief, observing his surroundings. No sign of Draken, good. He couldn’t help but feel a bit proud, did he really just outrun the Draken?!
“Gotcha, crybaby!” the taller male suddenly roared, pouncing on his victim.
“GYAH!” well so much for that…
He tackled him onto the ground, straddling his waist to prevent him from running away. Not like Takemitchy stood a chance to begin with.
“Think you’re very funny, huh?” the tattooed man gave him a mock disapproving glare.
“W-wait! I uhh… I’m sorry?!” the pinned boy tried smiling all innocently, with big eyes that screamed for mercy.
“Not gonna work, Mitchy. Now… prepare to die~” Draken looked down at him with a sinister grin, making Takemitchy gulp. Then, the worst came to happen. Takemitchy’s eyes almost bulged out of his skull when he saw Draken raising his hands, fingers curling in the air and wiggling towards him.
“Hold ohohon a sehehecond! W-we dohon’t have to do thahat!” poor Mitchy was already giggling at the mere sight, Draken couldn’t help but let out an amused snort at his adorable friend.
“Pfft, I haven’t even touched you, dumbass. Atleast not yet~” his tickly fingers slowly ghosted all over Takemitchy’s torso.
“WAH! Nohoho! Draken plehehease!” Takemitchy squealed in glee, already feeling the tingles. His legs kicked out from behind like an excited puppy, and hands shot up to cover his face. If he can’t see the fingers, then it won’t affect him, right?
A moment of silence passed, did Draken finally stop? Should Takemitchy take a peek? No! He’s probably waiting for him to lower his guard, so Mitchy’s hands stay stubbornly stuck on his face…
“Ah… I’m gonna getcha, crybaby hero~” Draken leaned down, teasingly whispering against his friend’s ear.
“EEHEEK!” an ear-shattering squeal escaped the ticklish boy’s throat, hands instantly faltering. His eyes quickly locked onto Draken, who was staring him down with… a fond smile? It looked too sweet, Mitchy’s face bursted like a ripped tomato.
“There you are! Now I can properly begin your punishment~” and this time he wasn’t messing around. Ken’s fingers quickly dove against Takemitchy’s torso. Squeezing at his sides, scratching his tummy, poking at his navel. All sending the poor boy into hysterics.
“NAHAHAO! DRAKEN! PLEEEHEHEHEHEAAAA!” his words would fall deaf, being overpowered by his shrieks of ticklishness.
“Heh, you’re so sensitive, how pathetic. Hmm, I should probably check and see if all your ribs are still intact, since you’re always getting into trouble” somehow Draken’s smirk turned even more sinister as his fingers slowly crawled up to Takemitchy’s ribcage. “One… two… three… four… five…”
“W-wait! EEP! NO STOP- EHEEP?! HEHEHELP! GYAH!! NOHOHOA! STAHAP COUNTING!” Takemitchy held onto the offender’s wrists as a weak attempt to get him to stop (or pretend to).
“For fucks sake Mitchy, made me lose count. Now I’ve gotta start alllll over again~”
Mental note to never EVER get on Draken’s bad side again (or do lol).
Okay I kinda went rogue with this but it’s long and cute bc there’s only like two t-fic authors for the TR fandom
Stopping the Unstoppable
Warning! This is a tickle fic!
Ships: None!
Warnings: Tickles
Prompt: Mikey is notorious for his murderously dangerous kicks. One day when sparring, Draken finally catches up to him…
Tags: T-Fic taglist. @littlebbyleesfw @rachi-roo @cupcake-spice13 @gravit-lee and @danibby for peer pressuring me into finally writing this.
Tickles will commence under the cut!!
Takemichi stared in earnest at the two boys in front of him; watching as their fists repeatedly came in contact with the other’s body. He watched as the latter would block their assailant’s punch or nudge.
“You ready to give up, Mikey?” Draken teased in a low voice, wiping the small amount of sweat off of his brow.
“You’re a funny guy, Kenny!” The perky blonde chimed in response, slowly and subtly drawing back his left leg.
“Oh? A kick again?” The taller of the two asked, an eyebrow cocked in amusement, “You’ll have to catch me off guard with it better next time. I can see right through you from that shift in your leg.”
Mikey grunted in displeasure. There goes his upper hand. He dropped his ToMan jacket that was hanging loosely from his shoulders.
Takemichi couldn’t help but find himself entirely amused be the boys in front of him.
“You guys are funny.” He said gently and suddenly, “I hope that we’ll have more moments like these.” He finished the last bit under his breath.
“Oh yeah?” Mikey asked sweetly, “ ‘sgot you all sentimental now?”
“N-nothing. Just very glad that I met you two.” The “older” boy replied sheepishly.
“Aww.” Mikey cooed, flashing Takemichi a closed eyes smile, “Well I’m glad I met you both too.”
“Careful now, Mikey. He’ll start crying on you.” Ken teased with a playful smile.
The two ToMan commanders fell into gentle chuckles at Draken’s comment, closing their eyes and scrunching their noses.
“H-hey! Wh-“
Wham!
When Takemichi’s eyes refocused, he saw Mikey’s leg completely straight in the air, upstretched and currently resting on Draken’s arm.
“Good try, Mikey.”
“Aaaagh. Damnit!” Mikey groaned as he pushed gently against his best friend’s arm.
Ken simply breathed out fondly, gripping the focused blonde’s ankle.
“Aaaaah, Kenny! My leg’s getting tired, you know.” The shorter boy whined as he hopped a few times to keep his balance.
“Oh? The great Mikey is tired?”
“Oh you’re so in f- nonoNONO! DON’T YOU DARE!”
Takemichi watched in interest once again. Except this time, it was an evilly smirking Draken gripping tight on Mikey’s ankle. He had never thought he would see genuine fear in his commander’s eyes, yet here he was, staring at Mikey, who now clearly had adrenaline coursing through him.
“Kenny don’t you dare! Hngh! Let mmph- go!” The commander barked, “Not in front of Takemitchy!”
Oh now he was interested.
“Why not? Shouldn’t he know everything about you? He is your new friend after all.” Draken teased as he took hold of the smaller boy’s eratically shaking foot.
“Not everything!” Mikey huffed with another slight hop.
“That’s too bad.” Ken replied coldly, “Shouldn’t have gotten caught then…”
“Uh Draken? What are you-“
“Hey Takemitchy!”
The yellow haired male had only seen Draken smile this way in fights. It was absolutely menacing, and boy was he glad to not be in Mikey’s place right about now.
“… mm?”
“Watch this.”
Protests leaked from Mikey’s lips as he tried to pry his ankle from his best friend’s grip.
“No no no! Nonono! Kenny!”
“Okay can someone just explain what’s-“
“Ken Ryuguji!”
“Ouch. Government name? You wound me, Manjiro.”
“I don’t care! Don’t you da-hahaharehehe! Nohohoho!
Draken’s death grip only seemed to tighten as he began to trace a single finger around Mikey’s foot.
“Ohhhh!” Takemichi thought out loud.
“Your poor commander here is just so weak to a small touch, it’s a miracle how he stands so long in fights.”
“Kehehehenny! Stahahap!”
Draken simply hummed out a “no.” As he smiled widely at the sweet giggles leaking from Mikey’s lips.
“Yohohourehehe ehehevihihihil!”
A dramatic gasp emitted from Ken’s mouth and he glared at the trapped boy through his brow line, “how dare you! I’m the mean one? I’ll show you how mean I can be, little guy.”
“Nohohoho! Dihihidnt mehehehean- shihihihit!” The commander squeezed his eyes shut and turned away from the “crowd” of two, his blush widening as Draken teased him ruthlessly.
As an adult, Takemichi would’ve found this absolutely priceless. Just two kids engaging in a friendly activity. But as his old self, it meant all the more, knowing that the two boys with their own crosses to carry can have a little fun sometimes.
“Kehehenny plehehehehease!” the blonde boy sputtered through his giggles, hands gripping onto his pant leg in an attempt to get his foot free.
“Please what? You want me to tickle you more? You want me to make it even worse for you? Sure thing, Mikey.” Ken focused his attack to the center of the trapped boy’s foot, skittering his fingers along its entirety.
This drove poor Mikey up the wall.
As if he wasn’t blushing hard already, the commander was slowly shifting from a pink dusting to a red flush. Draken was so mean, and it didn’t help that Takemichi was watching with so much joy in his eyes either.
“HNGH- Kehehehenny! Plehehehehease dohohohont!”
“Don’t what?”
‘If he falls for this one…’ Takemichi thought to himself
“Tihihicklehe mehehe!”
“Oh, well, if you insist!“
“Dahahahammihihit!” Mikey groaned, realizing he had fallen for the most simple trap, “Tahahakehehemihihitchy! Hehehelp mehehe!”
“Help… you?”
A small nod reassured the hesitant male, who wordlessly stood to his feet. He studied the situation carefully:
Draken, with zero intention of stopping his plan of wrecking his best friend.
And
Mikey, who’s eyes were screwed shut, and who was borderline going loopy from his gentle and uncontrollable giggles.
“Help you?” Takemichi’s features fell into a face matching Draken’s, “Only if you insist, commander.”
Oh no.
The trapped blonde’s eyes shot open as he felt two sets of fingers pinching sporadically at his toned stomach.
Between the gentle skitters from Draken, and the more rougher pinches from Takemichi, Mikey was in stitches at the attack.
“OHOHOHO MY GOHOHOD! STAHAHAPPIHIHIT YOHOHOU TWO!”
“Y’know, Draken, I never thought that Mikey would be this ticklish.” Takemichi’s cooed out loud.
“STAHAHAP TEHEHEHEASIHIHING MEHEHE!”
“Oh he’s especially bad right…”
As if his eyes weren’t wide before, Mikey’s eyes matched the look of a deer in headlights as Draken started to ruthlessly squeeze at his left thigh.
“Here.”
“WAITWAITWAHAHAHIHIHIT!” The blonde covered his face with his hands, hiding his absolutely flushed face. “KEHEHEHEN! TAHAHAKEHEHEMIHIHICHIHIHI! IHIHI- IHIHI CAHAHA- SHIHIHIT!”
“He seems just about done, Draken.”
Finally, Mikey’s weak right leg buckled at the knee, sending the trio to the ground in an instant. His two assailants stopped to give him some time to recover.
“Takemichi.” Mikey sputtered as he puffed in air, “Not a word to the others, got it? Or you’re next.”
The latter nodded as his breath hitched at the thought.
“Bastards.” Mikey mumbled as he regained his composure.
“Isn’t he such a sweetheart, Takemichi?” Draken cooed with a beaming smile.
“I’d sell you to Satan for a candy bar, don’t cross me.”
“Geez. Whatever happened to romance?” Takemichi replied without missing a beat.
Draken couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The yellow haired boy watched in awe at the usual badass Draken chuckling at his illy-timed comment.
“W-what? It’s not that funny!”
Mikey soon mirrored the laughter, and Finally even Takemichi found himself laughing with the duo.
When the boys calmed down, the “older” male turned to his commander. “Say, Mikey?“
“Mm?”
“So…” he began, his irises ever so slowly turning to focus on Ken, “If you’re ticklish… then that must mean that Draken’s ticklish too.”
Mikey smiled evilly, “You think we should test that theory?”
With eyes fixated upon him, Draken quickly jumped to his feet and assumed a defensive pose, “Try me and I will make you regret it.”
Turns out he would keep his word, for in a matter of minutes, and a few pokes from Mikey later, he had both Takemichi and Mikey on the floor, sputtering out profuse apologies through their laughter as he dug into both of their stomachs.
Maybe one day they’d get the jump on Draken. For now, they were stuck laughing their hearts out, as the sun set on the streets of Tokyo.
