"So who will become the leader?" Fuutarou smirked at Mikey's question and pointed at himself.
"If a midget like you became the leader, our gang will be the laughingstock of the century. " Fuutarou teased him.
" If a guy with a glare like yours became our leader! Everyone will just run away from us!" Mikey argued. Fuutarou grinned and cracked his knuckles.
" Then it's all comes down to strength. We never fought before right? Then this'll be a good fight. The winner gets to be the leader of the gang!!" Fuutarou suggested. Mikey smirked and stretched his arms.
" Let's do this, Fuutarou!!"
.....
" They just broke the sound barrier with their speed like it was nothing. I can't even see where they're at now." Draken whispered to himself, spectating the fight. Meanwhile, Baji, Mitsuya, Pah-chin and Kazutora had just arrived at the scene.
"How long have they been fighting?" Draken shrugged at Baji's question.
" No idea, it must've just started seeing they aren't full of bruises and how energetic they are. But they're always energetic so they could also be at it for hours now."
" Nuclear Roundhouse versus Nuclear Hook. Those kicks can shatter cars and kill a man. I don't see a clear winner at all. " Mitsuya mumbled before he flinched as the two fighters' devastating kicks created a rippling shockwave that shook the grass around them.
"C'mon, Mikey! Just give in and be my underling!" Fuutarou shouted as he appeared in front of him and attempted to punch him. Mikey dodged it in time and tried to execute his signature roundhouse kick to the side of Fuutarou's head.
'Ceh! I can see your move from a mile away, Mikey! You'll miss me with that trash move! My Observation Haki is superior!' Fuutarou casually dodged Mikey's kick and in return, he delivered his own.
Mikey widened his eyes as his left cheek was quickly covered in a black coating right before the kick connected. He grunted as he flew away and tumbled on the ground. The short blonde laid on the ground for a few seconds before getting up. He had blood flowing out of his lips and a swollen left cheek.
"If I hadn't covered my face with Armament Haki, I would've been out cold by now." Mikey whispered as his feet were then clad in Armament Haki.
"Finally you're revealing more of your power. I was gonna yawn halfway too ya know." Fuutarou grumbled before hardening his feet with Haki too.
"So why are they even fighting again?" Pah-chin asked.
"I think it's about who's gonna become the boss of the gang. Geez, why can't these two just work together? It's such a hassle" Mitsuya's grumbling made Draken smirk a little.
" The strong one leads the weak right? So I think this fight is the perfect solution." Draken commented as Fuutarou and Mikey resumed fighting. Fuutarou kicked the air in a flash, his kick so fast it sent out a sharp compressed curved blade of wind at Mikey who raised his foot and kicked it away.
The wind blade hit the ground behind Mikey and exploded, sending grass and dirt flying everywhere.
"Let's end it all in one final move, Mikey. The winner becomes the leader of the gang while the loser chooses the name. " Fuutarou offered, Mikey smirked and nodded.
Baji pointed at the leg Mikey used to deflect the wind blade. "Hey, is that a cut on Mikey's leg?" Baji asked. Kazutora nodded.
"Yeah... He's bleeding too. I can tell he's hiding the pain. Looks like Fuutarou's stronger." Fuutarou and Mikey launched themselves towards each other while yelling loudly. They both executed their signature kicks towards each other. None of them tried to dodge it and took it head on.
Both fighters spat out blood as they kicked each other in the face. They both were blasted back by each other's kicks and tumbled violently on the ground.They laid on the ground and stayed in that position for a while. The spectators start getting worried.
Fuutarou and Mikey grunted as they both slowly got up. They glared at each other with determined expressions with blood flowing down their mouths. Suddenly, their eyes glowed bright red as an invisible incapacitating pressure washed over everyone.
"What the hell...." Pah-chin gritted his teeth as he got down on one knee. Draken took a few steps back.
"What is this? I feel like I'm suffocating!" Mitsuya growled out. Kazutora, on one knee, narrowed his eyes.
" Fuutarou and Mikey told me about this before. They call it Conqueror's Haki. " He explained as he started to feel light headed.
The ground started cracking under Fuutarou's and Mikey's Haoshoku Haki clash, also causing a rippling or shockwave effect. They all saw black lightning crackling everywhere. The short clash ended as Fuutarou stood up straight and wiped the blood of his mouth, feeling that the phone in his pocket was vibrating.
Fuutarou grabbed it and looked to see that it was Raiha calling him. "Let's call it a day, man. I gotta get back home. Also, go get that leg checked out. " Fuutarou pointed at the cut on Mikey's leg as he started walking away, not bothering to look back.
He grimaced to himself. "Geez.... What does this mean? What are you trying to tell me? That I'm destined to rule?"
.....
June 19, 2014. Fuutarou and his friends gathered at the Musashi Shrine. Fuutarou looked down at Mikey who was staring at him with a stoic expression.
"Are you guys cool with each other now?" Mitsuya asked Fuutarou and Mikey. They didn't answer and just stared at each other.
"Why are you guys even fighting? " Pah-chin grumbled. Fuutarou smirked with Mikey doing the same.
" I dunno. But I have a feeling it's not gonna be settled if we don't reach an agreement. So I have a. idea. Let's be co-leaders. " Fuutarou suggested. Mikey shrugged.
" Fine by me, I already got a name for our gang. Let's call it the Tokyo Manji Gang or Toman for short." Mikey suggested with a grin on his face. Fuutarou snorted.
" Knew it was gonna be something related to you. You derived it from your name, Manjiro." Mikey grinned cheerfully at him.
"Too late now, Fuutarou! I already told Taka-chan about it two days ago! And he finished the uniforms yesterday! " Mikey looked at Mitsuya who placed two plastic bags on the ground.
" Clothes are in here while the sashes are in the other. Red ones are for Fuutarou and Mikey. I didn't know who would be the leader back then so I made two sizes that should fit both of them perfectly. " Mitsuya explained as everyone grabbed the uniforms and the sashes.
"What the in the world is this manifesto?" Baji mumbled while changing into the uniform with everyone doing the same.
"'Throughout the heavens, I alone am the honored one.' Who are we quoting here? And who told Mitsuya to put this in?" Draken wondered. Fuutarou raised his hand.
"I did, Draken. And for your information, it is the words of Buddha, who proclaimed himself the world's mightiest being in one of the religious scriptures." Fuutarou explained. Mikey pouted at Fuutarou and pointed at him.
" Oi, you did this so when you become Toman's leader, you can call yourself 'the honored one' didn't you? " Mikey accused. Fuutarou shrugged.
"This was supposed to be the case." Fuutarou grumbled, making Mikey huff and cross his arms.
"Hey, Mitsuya. How about the logo?" Fuutarou asked Mitsuya who smirked and pointed inside the plastic bag. Pah-chin reached in and took out a large black cloth. He unfolded it and everyone looked at it in awe.
Toman's logo consists of the left-facing swastika(卍, manji) as a reference to its full name, partly derived from the name Manjiro Sano, and from Japanese Buddhism, which Toman is grounded in. This counterclockwise manji with straight arms symbolizes power and good fortune in different religions and is used in varying cultural contexts. Mitsuya made it so that they use the left-facing manji on their banner and uniforms.
"Hope they don't mistake it for something else." Mikey grumbled. Kazutora snorted.
" It's modern society we're talking about, they always misunderstand shit. " He mumbled, making everyone nod in agreement. Baji grinned and cracked his knuckles.
"Alright, let's assign everyone's positions and get a commemorative pic afterwards! " Baji announced. Draken grinned broadly.
"And don't forget, we're beating the shit out of Black Dragon after this!" He added excitedly. Fuutarou nodded, a small confident smirk gracing his lips.
"Everyone, let's become famous overnight."
To be continued.....