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Iâll Always Find You (Riku)
Genre: Angst, dark, mafia, romance, fluff
Word Count: 11,979
Pairing: OC (Ana) x Riku
World: The Rampage
Prompts:Â Listed at the bottom because thereâs so many lol (@whumptober)
A/N: This was written for @thistaleisabloodyone as a thank you for supplying me with the Yamasho/Ryu gifs I need in order to survive ⥠I hope you enjoy this! Also, writing in the second person is so engrained in my DNA at this point that I kept writing âyouâ instead of âshe/herâ lmao I think I caught them all, though.
Warnings: Blood, violence, murder
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Riku clenched his teeth, eyes narrowed as his fists made contact with the punching bag repeatedly. Rather than feeling better, each hit left him feeling more frustrated and tired. It had been days since he last slept because every time he closed his eyes, he could see his face.Â
âDamn it!â He scowled, punching the bag so hard that it dislodged from the ceiling, flopping pitifully to the ground. He was hit with a sudden wave of dizziness, making him sway where he stood, hand coming up to cover his eyes.
âRiku-san, are you okay?â Warm hands rested against his back to steady him.
A small smile came to his lips as he turned to face her. âIâm fine, Ana-chan.â
She frowned as her eyes scanned him, taking in how he was covered in sweat. Dark bags sat beneath tired eyes and his hair was a mess because he had run his hand through it several times in frustration. He felt exhausted, both mentally and physically.
She had known him long enough to know when he was lying. For the past few days, heâs been acting distracted, frustrated and even a bit worried. This concerned her, mostly because he was the type to keep things bottled up until they were ready to explode.
âYou look awful.â
He chuckled softly. âDo you insult every guy like that?â
Her cheeks warmed up as she pouted at him. âYou know what I meant. You look like you havenât slept in weeksïżœïżœïżœ Donât push yourself too hard.â
Her concern warmed his heart and he nodded, a loving smile on his lips. âDonât worry, love, I know my limits.â
âItâs getting pretty late, though.â She glanced at the clock as if to emphasize her point. It read 11:45. âYou have a packed day tomorrow, you should really get some restâŠâ
His hands found her waist, pulling her close. âAre you going to make sure I get home safely?â
Her lips twitched upward, hand resting against his chest to keep some distance between them. His shirt was soaked, making her nose wrinkle. âOnly if you take a shower first.â
He chuckled, pecking her on the forehead before heading into the locker room to take a shower. She waited for him patiently and he didnât take too long, coming out in clean clothes and smelling faintly of strawberries.
âReady to go?â he questioned, holding his hand out to her.
She smiled, slipping her hand into his with a nod. As the two of them headed out into the cool autumn night, she kept throwing glances at him. She wanted to ask again what was on his mind, not just because she wanted to try and help, but also because she wanted to feel like he trusted her.
The two of them had been dating in secret for several months now and yet, she knew he was keeping a part of himself hidden from her. To be fair, he kept it hidden from the other Rampage members, as well.
Riku wasnât dumb. He saw the way she watched him with a furrowed brow and frown on her lips. He knew that she questioned his trust in her. Itâs not like he didnât want to tell her the truth, he truly did, yet he couldnât bring himself to. It was such a dark, intimate part of his past that he was still struggling to come to terms with.
The thought of her finding out made his heart ache painfully within his chest. Would she look at him differently? Would she break up with him? Would she hate him? He released a shaky breath at the thought, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Ana reached over, resting her hand atop his. Some of the tension left his body at her touch and he sent her a tired smile, slipping his hand into hers so he could lace their fingers together.Â
âWhen we get home, do you want to watch a movie?â
The answer was yes, of course, though she wanted to tell him he should go to sleep instead. She felt confident that he wouldnât make it through the movie and she didnât want him to fall asleep on the couch. Granted, it was a comfortable couch, but he had earned a nice, long sleep in his own bed.
âIâm actually feeling pretty sleepy. Can we just head to bed?â she asked, softly, hoping he wouldnât catch on to what she was doing.
Whether he did or not, he didnât show it. âThat sounds good, love.â
When the two of them finally made it back to his apartment, she took a quick shower before joining him in the bedroom. He was barely keeping himself away, eyes half-lidded as he waited on her. She chuckled softly as she slid under the comforter, brushing the hair from his eyes.
Riku pulled her against his chest, holding her tightly. âI love you, Ana-chan,â he mumbled tiredly.
âI love you, too,â she replied softly, nuzzling into his warm chest. A sudden feeling of anxiety overcame her and she had no idea why. âYouâre my world, you know?â she whispered, believing him to be asleep already but he wasnât, chuckling softly.
âAnd youâre mine.â
âPromise youâll never leave?â She wasnât quite sure why she asked this. He had become the single most important person in her life, though, and the thought of losing him had her on edge.
âI promise,â he breathed out, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Though the feeling of dread didnât disappear completely, it did lessen with his words, allowing her to follow him to dreamland.
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Rikuâs brow furrowed as he looked around, finding himself surrounded by darkness. âHello? Ana-chan?â His voice echoed several times, though he received no response. His footsteps echoed as he started to walk in a random direction.
His breathing quickened as he broke out into a run, trying to find his way out of the inky blackness that was weighing down on him. A small white light appeared in the distance, growing bigger as he ran until it was so bright that he had to close his eyes.
The brightness faded and he was now standing in a familiar basement.
His eyes widened, heart racing within his chest as he took in the scene before him.Â
A young boy, no older than nineteen, was tied to a metal chair, his face bloody and bruised. He was sobbing, tears and snot running down his face as he begged for mercy. Standing to the right of him was an older man wearing a suit, his greying hair slicked back away from his eyes. He was frowning, deep wrinkles forming across his face.
His name was Hide and he was the current boss of the Gentride family.
This wasnât the most shocking part to Riku, though.
Standing in front of the boy was a younger version of Riku, only nineteen years of age, with blood dripping from his clenched fist.
The man leaned toward the boy, narrowing his eyes. âWe need the information, boy. Tell us where your father is hiding and we will let you go.â
The younger Riku grunted, folding his arms over his chest. âMikaru wonât be happy to hear that, boss. Heâs been waiting a long time to get his hands on this kid.â
âI know,â sighed the older man as he straightened his back. âHeâs getting out of control. Heâs lost sight of what our family is about and I fearâŠâ He stopped himself, glancing at the young boy before deciding that now wasnât the time to discuss this. âWhere is your father, Matsuda?â
âI-I donât know!â he sobbed, shaking his head.Â
âHit him again, Riku.â
He did so without hesitation, making the boy cry out.
âWhere?â
âGo to hell!â
âHit him harder.â
Clenching his fist tightly, the younger Riku cocked his fist back.
The older Riku stepped forward, his lips parting to stop him but no sound escaped. He winced when the fist made contact again, making the chair, and the boy, topple over onto the floor.
He wanted to scream, but he couldnât make a sound.
He wanted to cry, but they refused to fall.
Boss sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. âRelease him, Riku.â
âWhat?â His head snapped toward the man in surprise. âAre you sure? We havenât gotten anything out of him.â
âA loyal man will take the secrets of those heâs loyal to to the grave. No matter what you do to him, he will never give up what he knows.â
With a nod, the younger Riku did as he was ordered to do, cutting the robe that held Matsuda to the chair. âGet out of here.â
Matsuda looked at him suspiciously, one eye swollen shut. Without wasting another moment, he struggled to his feet and rushed from the room, his feet pounding on the wooden steps. He let out a sudden cry as he was pushed down the stairs, landing hard on the ground.
Both menâs attention snapped toward the door, eyes narrowed.Â
The older Riku knew what was about to happen and he shook his head, swallowing hard as he stepped back until he hit the wall.
Mikaru appeared at the bottom of the steps, a maniacal grin on his lips. âOi, oi. Youâre losinâ your touch, Riku, lettinâ this kid get away from you.â His eyes flickered to the knife in the maleâs hand and then to the rope on the ground, clearly cut. The grin fell, darkness clouding his eyes. âOi, donât tell me⊠you let him go.â
The two men exchanged a look, knowing what was coming.
Hide stepped forward. âIâve decided to release him. Weâll gain more from -â
âShut it, old man,â snapped Mikaru, eyes flashing with anger. âYouâve been losinâ your touch for years, now look at you! Lettinâ people go free like weâre a goddamn charity case! The other familiesâre gonna think weâre weak!â
Riku stepped forward, his eyes filled with anger as he clutched the knife. âWatch your tongue, Mikaru. He is our boss -â
âOh shut it, you fuckinâ ass kisser.âÂ
Matsuda used the distraction to his advantage, slowly crawling toward the stairs. In the blink of an eye, the blonde pulled a gun from the back of his jeans, putting a bullet in the side of the young boyâs head. He dropped against the floor, blood pooling beneath him.
The older Riku closed his eyes, hand covering his mouth as he tried to stop his body from shaking. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare.
âMikaru, what are you -â
He raised the gun toward his boss and pulled the trigger. The older man tried to dodge but he wasnât fast enough to avoid it completely, the bullet lodging into his shoulder. He stumbled back against the wall, teeth gritted.
âBoss!â Riku rushed over with wide eyes.Â
Mikaru pulled the trigger again but the gun jammed, making him curse as he hurriedly tried to fix it.
Hide pulled the gun from his hip, holding it out toward Riku.Â
He shook his head with wide eyes, knowing what the man wanted. âNo, I⊠I canâtâŠâ
âYou must! You know the law of this family â whoever kills the boss, becomes the boss. You mustnât let Mikaru take over! Promise me, Riku!â
He lifted a shaking hand, fingers curling around the metal. Making sure the safety was off, he lifted the gun and his thumb pulled the hammer back. âBoss, IâŠâ his voice was trembling just like his hand.
âDo it!â
âIâm sorry,â he whispered, pulling the trigger and planting a bullet between his eyes.Â
âSon of a bitch!â cried Mikaru, finally getting his gun unjammed.Â
Riku was faster, though, shooting his hand.
He cried out, the gun clattering to the ground. âIâll kill you -â
Riku pulled the trigger again, planting a bullet between his eyes. Falling to his knees, his shoulders trembled as he tried to shove down everything he was feeling. He had just murdered his boss, the man who had saved his life and took him under his wing. Hide protected him, taught him everything he knew and, most importantly, he showed him love.
The older Riku sank to his knees, tears sliding down his cheeks. His eyes were screwed shut, hands over his ears despite the silence that now permeated the room. After all these years, why was he dreaming about him now?
He felt like a scared little boy and he hated it, yet he had no idea how to make everything go away. All he wanted was everything to stop. He wanted to stop feeling all this regret and pain. He wanted to feel like he could breathe properly again.
More than anything, Riku wished he could change the past.Â
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Ana was startled awake by Riku thrashing in his sleep, whimpering and begging for it all to stop. The sight knocked all sleepiness from her body and she quickly reached over, shaking his shoulder.
âRiku-kun, wake up.â
His fists clenched around the sheets so tightly that his knuckles turned pure white.
She frowned, resting her hand on his flushed cheek. âBaby, please wake up.â
Rikuâs eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, covered in sweat and gasping for air. His eyes were wide, wild, and unfocused as if part of him was still within his nightmare.
âHey, are you -â she rested her hand on his shoulder but he slapped it away, eyes snapping to her. She swallowed hard, having never seen him in such a state. âItâs okay, itâs me. It was just a bad dream. Youâre okay, Riku-kun.â
When she reached for his hand, he flinched away from her, slipping off the bed and tugging at the collar of his shirt because he felt like he couldnât breathe. It felt as if a knot had formed within his chest, a lump in his throat that he couldnât seem to swallow.
Ana was equal parts confused and concerned, not sure how to feel about how he was acting. âDo you⊠want to talk about it or do you want to be alone?â
âAlone,â he choked out, voice trembling as he placed his palms atop the dresser, lowering his head. He was losing control of the emotions he had been carefully keeping under lock and key for years and thatâs not something he wanted her to see. âPlease⊠just leave me alone.â
Her heart ached at his words but she tried to ignore the pain she was feeling. He was more important right now and if he wanted to be left alone, she would comply with the request. Sliding out of bed, she quickly got changed with the spare clothes she kept at his apartment before heading for the door.
Pausing, she bit her lip in consideration. Should she tell him she was leaving? Ask him if he was okay? No, she shook her head with a sigh, turning and leaving his apartment.Â
Glancing at her phone, she frowned at the time â 2:23 in the morning. Not exactly the best time to be walking home alone, but what choice did she have? She considered calling a taxi to come and pick her up only to realize she had left her wallet in Rikuâs apartment. For a moment, she had an internal debate about whether or not she should go back only to decide that she didnât want to bother him.
Taking a deep breath, she started down the street, hugging herself tightly when the wind picked up. It was cold out, the wind like ice against her exposed skin.
Fifteen minutes passed by without issue and she was getting close to her home now. Suddenly, she felt a chill go down her spine. It felt like someone was staring at her and she slowly glanced around, looking for the source. She saw no one around, the street eerily silent.
âItâs probably just my imaginationâŠâ Ana shook her head, exhaling nervously as she continued down the street. She increased her speed, trying to ignore the feeling of being watched. It only got worse, though, and she kept glancing over her shoulder.
The street was nearly pitch black, the moon covered by clouds. The street lamps were spaced far apart, their bulbs dull and doing little to pierce the darkness around her.
Within these shadows lurked a monster. Not one of fairy tales or legend, but a monster of flesh and bone. A monster with ill intent, willing to do anything to achieve its goal.
âWhoâs there?â she called out before cursing herself. She had just done the very same thing she often scolded people for in movies. Asking who was there never worked out well for the person asking.
Honestly, she wasnât sure what would be more unsettling â if someone actually answered or the dead silence she was currently experiencing.
Ana picked up her pace once more, nearly running now. Her heart was racing within her chest, alarm bells screaming at her to run away so she did. She ran as fast as she could, suddenly aware of boots slapping the pavement behind her. She was sure someone was chasing her but she was far too afraid to look behind her to confirm her fears.
She fumbled to pull her keys from her pocket, nearly dropping them in her haste. Her front door was in sight, so close now that she could touch the cold metal of the doorknob. As soon as the key slid into the lock, she felt something hard strike the back of her head.
Her body stilled, pain blooming from her skull as her vision blurred.
A male voice chuckled in amusement as she fell to the concrete below. Through blurred eyes, she managed to get a look at her attacker. His dark eyes glinted dangerously in the low light from above the door. A jagged scar ran from the center of his forehead, curving down to the side of his nose before stopping beside his chin. The hood of his jacket cloaked his face in shadow and she realized he was dressed in all black.
This wasnât a crime of opportunity. He hadnât seen her walking alone at night and decided to attack. No, he had been waiting, stalking from the shadows.
With a grin, he squatted down, reaching out to poke her in the forehead with his index finger. She noticed the fact that he was missing his pinkie and ring finger. âIâve been waitinâ for ya, little bird.â
Her lips parted but the words died on her tongue. It was taking everything she had just to remain conscious, scared of what would come if she passed out.
âDonât worry, girlie. Weâre gonna have lots of fun together~â he laughed before cooking his fist back and slamming it against her face, the force great enough to finally knock the consciousness from her.
She fell limp against the cold ground and he grunted in satisfaction, grabbing her before tossing her over his shoulder as if she was nothing more than a bag of cat food. A black van pulled up beside him and he grabbed the handle, sliding the back door open before tossing her inside.
âLetâs go,â he ordered the driver as she hopped inside, pulling the door closed.
âYes, boss!â
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âHey, you in there?â
Shockwaves of pain shot through Anaâs body, jolting her from unconsciousness as a cry left her lips. She tried to jerk away, but her body was tied to a metal chair, the thick rope digging into her arms and legs. Her entire body ached, the side of her face throbbing.
The sound of a cattle prod sparking made her tense up, eyes snapping forward. The man that had kidnapped her was standing over her, an enhanced cattle prod in hand and a malicious grin on his lips.
âSleepinâ beauty finally woke up! Didnât even need a kiss,â he snickered, making the prod spark again.
She swallowed hard, eyes flickering around the room. It was a dingy little basement, plastic sheets covering the walls and floor. Floodlights had been set up near the door, shining brightly on her. A second, older man was leaning against the wall, his arms folded over his chest as he glared at her.
âWhatâŠâ She swallowed again, her mouth dry. âWhat do you want from me?â
âOh darlinâ,â soothed the man mockingly as he patted her cheek. Danger was clearly written there within his eyes and it was unsettling. âWe donât want you, we want your cute lil boyfriend. We want that bastard, Riku.â
Her eyes widened, the breath leaving her lungs. No matter how hard she tried, she couldnât understand why they wanted him, she could only assume they wanted money. He was one of three faces of a very popular music group and the company would pay a lot of money for him.
Riku was no pushover, though. He was strong, filled with muscles after years of bouncing between boxing, martial arts and kickboxing. Of the three singers, he was the last person someone should attempt to kidnap for a ransom, so why had they chosen him?
âIs it⊠my fault?â The thought made her want to cry.
Hokuto and Kazuma were weaker than Riku, easier to take, but Riku had one weakness that they did not. Even not knowing that she and Riku were dating, it was clear that he cared deeply for her and would do anything for her.
While she had become a source of strength and comfort for him, she had also become his biggest weakness. She could only hope and pray that he wasnât dumb enough to come for her.
âAww, is the lil princess gonna cry?â asked the man with a mocking laugh. âGo on, itâll make the call sound better!â
Her eyes fell to the cell phone he was holding, realizing it was her phone with Rikuâs contact info pulled up. She struggled harder against her binds, throwing her body back and forth as she tried to loosen the ropes but they only seemed to tighten, digging roughly into her skin.Â
âDonât move too much or ya might hurt yourself before I get to,â he snickered, pressing the call button. It rang and rang and rang.Â
With every moment that passed, his expression fell. She prayed to every God and deity she could think of that he wouldnât answer the phone and, to her relief, it finally went to voice-mail.Â
The older man pushed away from the wall, anger flashing through his eyes. âDid you grab the wrong girl, you idiot?!â
The young maleâs eyes darkened as he turned toward him, the cattle prod sparking menacingly. âDonât forget your place, Madaira. I am in charge here, not you, and if you ever speak to me like that again, I will fuckinâ kill you. You can finally be reunited with your precious boy.â
Madaira narrowed his eyes, fists clenched at his sides. âDonât bring my son into this, Mikaru.â
Before he could reply, Anaâs phone started to ring. She shook her head, eyes wide as her body trembled against the ropes. Mikaru just grinned, showing her the called ID â it was Riku.
âPlease donâtâŠâ her pleas fell on deaf ears as he answered the call, Rikuâs voice filling the basement.
âHey, Ana-chan.â His voice was soft, though she couldnât tell if he was tired or still recovering from his nightmare. âIâm sorry, I⊠I was really rude to you last night. Can you forgive me?â
Mikaru made his voice higher pitched, trying to imitate Ana. âOh, sweetie, of course I can!â
There was silence on the line for a moment. When he spoke again, his tone was darker and more alert. âWho the fuck is this? Why do you have Anaâs phone?â
âKarmaâs come to collect whatâs due, Riku.â He used his normal voice now, a grin on his lips. âI have your cute lil girlfriend. Why donât you say hi, Ana-chan?â
Hearing her name spoken by him made her feel sick to her stomach. She pursed her lips, eyes narrowed at him in defiance. Perhaps if she remained silent, Riku wouldnât believe him and would remain safe. She didnât care what happened to her so long as he was okay.
Mikaru scowled in annoyance. âYou really know how to pick âem, donât you? Sheâs just as stubborn as you!â The cattle prod was thrust against her stomach, electricity sparking against her shirt.
She tried hard to remain quiet but a cry of pain left her lips and she started to struggle again, trying to put distance between herself and the object causing her pain.
âAna-chan!â cried Riku in alarm. âWho the fuck are you? I swear to God if you hurt her, Iâll kill you!â
âOoo, the idol is starting to show his true self, hm?â snickered Mikaru, a glint in his dark eyes. âIf you want your girl back, then I suggest you get your ass over to the place where you became the boss of the Gentride family.â
Riku sucked in a breath, voice trembling. âWhat ââ
The call was ended before Mikaru threw the phone against the wall, smashing it into pieces. He grabbed a metal folding chair, setting it in front of her before relaxing in it as if he hadnât just kidnapped someone.
âTell me, girlie, just how much do you know about your lil boyfriend, hm?â
She glared at him through teary eyes, left over from the previous shock.
âMy guess is â nothinâ. Knowing that idiot, he bottled it all up inside so he could live a ânormalâ life,â he spat, acting as if it was the most disgusting thing he had ever heard. âWant me to tell ya?â
She scoffed, turning her head away from him.
He just chuckled, leaning forward on his elbows. âYour precious lil boyfriend is part of the Yakuza.â
Her eyes widened in shock, body tensing. âNo way, Riku would neverâŠâ
âHeâs a murderer.â
âYouâre a liar!â she snapped angrily, eyes flashing with anger as she glared at him. âRiku is not a murderer!â
âHe murdered my son!â snapped Madaira, taking a step toward her. âThey wanted me, but I was hiding. I⊠I never thought theyâd kill my boy⊠they were supposed to be better than that⊠they⊠theyâŠâ His shoulders shook, tears gathering in his eyes behind his glasses.
Mikaru sent him a fake sympathetic look before nodding. âItâs true. I was there. How do you think I lost my fingers?â He held up his hand, giving her a better look at the two missing digits. âHe shot them off before plantinâ one in my skull. Doctors said it was a miracle I survived.â His voice darkened as he tilted his head. âA miracle indeed.â
âYou expect me to believe this nonsense?â she scoffed, though even she could hear the lack of confidence in her tone.
Without a word, the male stood up from the chair, disappearing behind her.Â
She turned her head, body tense as she tried to see what he was doing but she could only just see him from the corner of her eye. A moment later, he returned, pushing a cart with a small TV on top of it.
âI didnât figure youâd believe me, so I prepared a lil somethinâ for you.â
The TV flickered on, showing a still image of the very same room Ana was being held in. At first, she thought it was a security feed but then she realized she wasnât seeing herself or Mikaru, she was seeing Riku standing over an older man.
âWatch closely, girlie.â Mikaru sent her a grin before pressing play on the remote.Â
Ana watched on in horror as Riku lifted the gun, shooting the man in the forehead. The video was rewound, showing the scene again and again. Tears pooled in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. She wanted desperately to look away but she couldnât seem to tear her eyes away from the screen.
âSee, thereâs a law within the Gentride family, one thatâs been passed down for hundreds of generations.â Mikaru walked behind the cart, sprawling his body over the TV. âWhoever kills the boss, becomes the boss. Riku was always power-hungry, you know?â
She shook her head in disbelief but her voice failed her, eyes still trained on the screen.
âBoss realized this so he skipped over Riku. He chose me to be the new boss when he retired and Riku lost it. It should have been me, but that bastard killed the boss so he could take over and when I tried to stop âemâŠâ he held up his hand again, observing it curiously. âWell, you know.â
She couldnât believe what she was hearing. The Riku she knew was kind and loving. He cared about the people in his life and he worked harder than anyone she knew in order to achieve his goals. He wanted to be a singer, to reach peopleâs hearts with his music. Now, sheâs supposed to believe that heâs not only part of the mafia but the boss?Â
The proof was there, though, right in front of her eyes. Riku murdered that man, that was undeniable, but she refused to believe that he had done so simply to gain power. He just wasnât that kind of man.
The door was suddenly kicked open, Riku breathing heavily in the doorway. His eyes fell on Ana, multiple emotions flickering through his eyes. He was relieved to see her alive, though he was filled with guilt knowing that she had been taken because of him. Anger was the most powerful emotion he was feeling.
His fists clenched at his sides, brass knuckles in his right hand. His eyes fell on Mikaru and it took him a minute to recognize the younger man. âHow are youâŠâ
âAlive?â finished the male, slapping the prod against his palm. âConsidering how many people youâve killed, one would think youâd be better at it, mate. Guess this is proof that I was always meant to be the boss.â
Riku scoffed in disbelief. âYou never deserved to lead. Everyone knew that. Boss was willing to die just to make sure you didnât get your filthy hands on his family.â
Anger flashed through Mikaruâs eyes, teeth clenched. âHe ruined us! He went soft and ruined everythinâ we once stood for! We were strong, powerful! People feared us! And then you came along and boss went all soft. You ruined this family, then you killed our boss and ran away like the coward you are.â
Rikuâs eyes met hers before softening. âI promise you, Ana-chan, everything will be okay.â
âDonât you ignore me!â yelled Mikaru as he rushed toward the male, prod sparking.
âRiku, run!â She begged, tears gathering in her eyes again as she fought against her bonds. Adrenaline overshadowed the pain but she wasnât strong enough to break free, the ropes were just too thick.
Riku didnât run, though. He met Mikaru head-on, the two beginning to exchange blows. The prod was shoved against Rikuâs side and he gritted his teeth against the pain before he grabbed the center of it, yanking it from Mikaruâs grip. It was thrown across the room, skittering across the clear sheet that covered the floor.
âYou will regret touching her,â growled Riku, anger flashing through his eyes.
Mikaru wasnât intimidated as he cried out, âIâm going to kill you!â
His fist shot toward the brunetteâs face, Riku dodging it easily before returning the blow, brass knuckles hitting him square in the gut. His eyes were dark, voice filled with malice. âIâll make sure youâre actually dead this time.â Pulling his fist back, he slammed the brass knuckles against Mikaruâs face.
Ana winced at the sound of his nose breaking, turning away when blood started to gush from his face. He cried out in pain, stumbling backward. His foot got caught on the plastic sheet and he fell onto his back, sliding backward as Riku slowly approached.
His voice was nasily now, a grin on his lips despite the pain. âGo ahead. Show your lil girlfriend the kind of monster you truly are!â
Riku paused at this, suddenly aware of her eyes on him. He never wanted this.
From the moment he first met her, she became his found family. After the death of his boss, he never thought he would ever find peace again, but he found it in her. She was his peace, acting as a shield against all the negative thoughts and feelings that usually plagued his mind.
She was the love of his life, the one person he never wanted to lose and now⊠now she was hurt because of him. What had Mikaru told her? He didnât know and he was too afraid to look at her. He knew he would break down if her eyes held fear or disgust toward him.
Mikaru threw his head back, laughter echoing through the basement. âOh, donât worry pretty boy, she already knows! I showed her.â
âWhat?â His brow furrowed and he found himself swallowing hard, his mouth dry. âWhat are you on about, Mikaru?â
âDid you forget about the security cameras? Boss always did love to revisit his tortures. He got off to âem, you know.â
Rikuâs eyes snapped to the small camera that sat in the corner of the ceiling, pointed right at him. The red light was not on, the lens shattered and wires dangling from the bottom of it. It no longer functioned, but he remembered glancing at it back then to ensure that the red light was on.
Realization flooded him, dread weighing heavily on his shoulders. âNoâŠâ
âShe watched you put a bullet between the old manâs eyes,â he cackled. âYou shoulda seen the look on -â
Something snapped within him and he darted forward, planting his body on top of Mikaruâs so he couldnât escape. His fists hit him repeatedly in the face, blood splattering across Rikuâs face and clothes.
Ana watched on in horror. âHe⊠heâs actually going to kill himâŠâ Her lips parted, wanting desperately to tell him to stop but the words just wouldnât come.
âMonsterâŠâ said Madaira shakily as he took a step back. His eyes flickered to the open door, prepared to flee until he saw a flash of his sonâs bloody, bruised face. Fear morphed into anger as he pulled a knife from his pocket.
Her eyes widened. âRiku, watch out!â
Riku was too focused, too angry to hear her cry or to hear his hurried footsteps as he ran toward him. Only when he felt the blade plunge into his shoulder did he snap out of it, wincing in pain. With a scowl, he stood to his full height, pulling the knife from his skin and turning to face the older man.
Madaira gulped fearfully as he stumbled back until he was flush against the support beam. Despite his fear, he spoke up. âGo ahead and kill me. Let me finally be with my boy!â Tears gathered in his eyes from behind his glasses. âYou killed him and now youâre going to kill me.â
Rikuâs brow furrowed. âYour son?â
He scoffed in disbelief, removing his glasses. âYou donât even remember his name? Iâm not surprised, you monster! His name was Matsuda, you bastard!â With a war cry, he ran toward Riku with his fist raised.
Riku was easily stronger than him, shoving the man back against the beam, little pieces of dust falling from the ceiling. âMikaru lied to you. I didnât kill your son, he did!â
âBullshit!â He rushed at him again but the result was the same, more dust floating down on top of him.
âHe lied about everything!â snapped Riku, his voice desperate. Though he was looking at Madaira, Ana knew he was talking to her. âMikaru is the one who killed your son. We were letting Matsuda go and he didnât like that.â
âYou⊠youâre lying,â breathed Madaira, his glassy eyes flickering between Riku and the fallen man. His eyes suddenly widened and he ducked to the side just as Mikaru tackled Riku from behind.
The force was enough to send him forward, slamming into the beam, the wood beginning to splinter from the abuse. Riku grunted, pushing away from the beam so he could turn and punch the younger male. He managed to dodge the blow but Riku grabbed him, shoving him against the beam before cocking his fist back.
Mikaru slid down at the last second, the brass knuckles making contact with the beam. It easily broke through, the wood cracking and splintering. The ceiling shook, large amounts of dust and dirt falling onto all of them. With a grin, he grabbed the prod off the ground and shoved it hard into another beam.
Riku realized what he was doing and darted toward him. It was too late, the wood creaking pitifully as it started to give way under the weight of the ceiling. He cursed as Mikaru rushed toward the door, his mind telling him to give chase and finally end the manâs life.
His heart, on the other hand, was telling him to save Ana and thatâs exactly what he chose to do. As he rushed over to her, a chunk of ceiling gave way directly above her. She cried out, closing her eyes as she waited for the blow to her head. Riku tackled her, both of them hitting the ground.
A cry of pain left her as the concrete fell onto her legs, pinning the lower half of her body and the chair. Her right shoulder had taken the brunt of the fall and she was sure her arm was broken. Her body was filled with so much pain that her brain was struggling to decide which pain to focus on.
Riku covered the upper half of her body with his own until the debris stopped falling and the room fell silent.Â
He shifted to undo the knot in the rope and when Ana tried to push herself up, she cried out in pain, her arm giving out beneath her. It hurt like a bitch.
âI think itâs broken,â she muttered before turning her attention to the concrete resting over her legs. She tried to push it away but it was heavy and she just didnât have the strength at that moment.
Riku quickly crawled over so he could remove it, a deep frown on his lips. âAre you okay, Ana-chan?â He mentally slapped himself for asking, knowing that it was a dumb question.
She honestly didnât know how to answer that because she didnât know how she was feeling. She was just so overwhelmed by everything and wanted to go home. âIâm fine,â she finally muttered under her breath, carefully cradling her broken arm.
Riku tugged his shirt over his head so he could rip it into strips. Despite everything, she couldnât help but admire his body. He worked hard to be sculpted like a god and his efforts certainly paid off.Â
He seemed to hesitate for a moment before slowly moving closer as if worried he was going to scare her. As he carefully put her arm into the makeshift sling, she couldnât help but admire his body.
He wasnât a shy man by any means, being one of the top Rampage members who often went shirtless during concerts. Now, though, in a small room alone with his girlfriend, he couldnât help but feel self-conscious. He could feel her eyes raking over his body, taking in every scar that littered his skin.
Concerts were often dark with lots of flashing lights and those attending were far enough away from the stage that his scars went unnoticed. The basement was rightly lit, though, even with half the roof collapsed, thanks to the bright floodlights. She was also sitting just inches away from him so he couldnât hide.
Without thinking, her uninjured arm lifted, fingers brushing against a particularly long scar that ran from the bottom of his ribs to the center of his right breast. His body tensed as he sucked in a breath, pausing his ministrations.
Perhaps she should have stopped and apologized, but she felt entranced by them and she couldnât stop her fingers running across his skin, drawing tiny stars across each one. He swallowed hard, shoving her hand away before sliding backward, trying to hide them with his arms. He hadnât considered them when he took his shirt off, focused only on helping her, but now he was starting to regret it.
âRiku, let me see them,â she called softly, a frown on her lips. âYou donât have to hide them.â
âTheyâre ugly,â he muttered, eyes narrowed at the ground.
âTheyâre not.â Ana closed the distance, using her uninjured arm to tug his own away from his body. âEvery scar tells a story. Theyâre part of who you are, they remind you of how you got here. Theyâre lessons to not repeat your mistakes and theyâre motivation to keep being better.â
Riku slowly turned his head to face her, his eyes meeting hers. She had never seen him look so broken before and it broke her heart. âDo youâŠâ he started softly before biting his lip. She waited patiently for him to find the words. âDo you hate me?â
âNo,â she replied without hesitation which surprised him. Her hand cupped his cheek, thumb rubbing across his skin gently. âIâm very confused right now, Iâll admit that, but⊠I could never hate you. I love you, Riku.â
The breath was stolen from his lungs at her words and he threw his arms around her, careful of her arm as he held her tightly. He didnât know what to say, though he felt worried that she would change her mind once she had time to reflect on everything that had happened.
Ana hugged him back, comforted by the warmth he offered. Her fingers combed through his hair, hoping she could offer him comfort, as well. Several minutes passed by in silence as the two of them embraced, neither wanting to let go. Both of them knew that everything would change as soon as they did.
Riku wouldnât just be a member of the Rampage to her anymore, he would be a member of the yakuza with blood on his hands. It was the harsh reality that both of them would have to face, whether they wanted to or not.
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Because of her broken arm, Ana was given a week off from work to rest and recover. This was forced on her by her manager at Rikuâs insistence despite her claiming that she was perfectly fine. More than anything, she was afraid of being away from Riku.
That feeling of dread had returned and she couldnât seem to shake it. She assumed it was just trauma from what had occurred and she had to admit that she was still jumpy after everything. Her body would heal long before her mind would but she was trying her hardest to keep it together.
Her broken arm was a constant reminder, though, and every time she closed her eyes, she would see Mikaruâs grinning face in her mind. She would often dream of Riku shooting his boss, as well.
For all her suffering, Riku was much worse off.Â
He stopped eating and sleeping, throwing himself into practice to try and escape his shaky reality. As bad as he wanted to be by her side, he couldnât bring himself to because of the guilt. She had nearly died because of him yet she treated him no differently.Â
He hated it.
He wanted her to yell at him, to scream at him for what he did to her. He wanted her to demand answers, to demand an apology. It would be so much easier if she just hated him as much as he hated himself. Ana wasnât like that, though. She preferred to see the good in people rather than the bad.
Personally, he didnât believe there was any good left in him and if there was, surely it was hidden by the darkness of all the bad heâs done. He couldnât wrap his mind around it. More importantly, he refused to believe that he deserved her.
To some degree, Ana realized this and she wanted to change his mind, to let him know that he was deserving of love. He did deserve to be with her, to be happy and feel loved and supported. How could she, though, when he was avoiding her?
When her phone lit up, she hurriedly grabbed it off the couch in the hopes that Riku had finally responded to her messages. She ended up scowling when she realized it was just a notification for some junk mail. Should she message again? Perhaps he just didnât hear the notification and messaging once more would get his attention.
She didnât want to annoy him, though.
Instead, she decided to ring up Zin and subtly ask how everyone was. He didnât know about the relationship so he wouldnât be suspicious if she asked about Riku as long as she also asked about the others.
Unlike Riku, he answered fairly quickly. âAna-chan~ How are you feeling?â
She glanced at her arm and frowned. It was set in a cast and sling, a constant reminder that she could have been killed. âIâm fine, just wanted to check in with everyone.â
He chuckled softly. âYouâre the one thatâs injured yet youâre worried about us? Donât worry, we arenât working too hard.â
âHowâs Kazu? I know he wasnât feeling well.â
âLikiya made him drink some herbal tea and heâs feeling better.â
âThatâs good to hear.â She bit her lip, wondering if it was too soon to mention Riku. âWhat about Ryu? Is he still struggling with the choreo?â
âHeâs slowly getting the hang of it. Takahide and Kenta have been running him through it whenever he stumbles.â
âAnd Riku? He seemed⊠distracted before I left.â
There was silence on the other end of the line before he spoke again, concern in his tone. âI thought he was with you.â
âHuh?â
âHe said he was going to go check on you thirty minutes ago⊠did he not ââ
Without a word, Ana hung up the phone and rushed from the house. Her heart was racing within her chest as she ran down the street toward Rikuâs apartment, fear and dread settling in her gut. Zin kept calling and texting, clearly concerned about both her and his bandmate, but she ignored him, far too focused on finding her boyfriend.
âRiku!â Her fist pounded on his apartment door before she paused to listen for any sound of movement. It was dead silent inside which did little to ease her anxiety. Her fingers wrapped around the doorknob, sure that it would be locked.
To her surprise, it clicked as she turned it, allowing her to push the door open. She burst into the apartment, calling out his name only to receive no response. She ran from room to room, checking each one for any sign of him but there was none. Cursing, she started for the front door only to pause when she caught sight of a thick white envelope sitting on the table.
Ana wasnât usually the type of person to go through other peopleâs things, but what if it held a clue as to where he had gone? When she got closer, she realized her name had been scrawled onto it in Rikuâs beautiful, unmistakable handwriting. He had left this for her.
Her heart pounded in her ears as she opened it and she had to take a deep breath to calm herself before beginning to read.
ăMy dearest Ana-chan,
Iâm sorry for what you went through because of me. I never wanted you to know the truth about me and I was foolish enough to believe that I could live a normal life with you and the Rampage. As if I deserve such a thing after everything Iâve doneâŠ
Because of my neglect, my past came back with a vengeance and youâre the one who suffered. Iâve been selfish, putting all of you at risk because I wanted to hide from who I am. My boss used to tell me that, âNo matter how far you run, your past and your choices will always catch up to you. We must face our mistakes head-on or risk those mistakes coming back to hurt the people we love.â
Heâs right. Heâs always been right. I have to face who I am, what I am, and I have to take responsibility.Â
Thank you for loving me, Ana-chan. Words canât express how happy youâve made me and I can never apologize enough for ruining your life. Please⊠please just forget that you ever met me. Move on with your life and find happiness.
I didnât say it as often as I should have, but I truly do love you. Iâve loved you since the moment we met and Iâll continue loving you until the day I die.
Iâll leave it up to you whether or not you tell the Rampage the truth about me, but I ask that you let them know that I love them. I hold my memories close to my heart and I will never forget any of you, though I hope you all forget me.
Iâm sorry, Ana, truly. I know itâs not much, but I transferred my apartment into your name. You can do what you want with it and everything inside. Should you sell my things, youâll be left with plenty of cash to pay for whatever you desire.
Forever yours, Riku.ă
Tears were sliding down her face, heart aching. âRiku, you idiot,â she sobbed, rubbing at her eyes in a failed attempt to stop the tears. âHow can you tell me to move on and then tell me how much you love me? You absolute idiot!â
Ana knew what this meant.Â
Riku was going to do something dumb and she had to find him before he could. She had no idea how she was going to do this, though the details didnât matter at that moment.
Pain and fear turned to determination as she ran from the apartment, the letter tucked into her hoodie pocket. She was determined to find the man she loved no matter the cost. Whether or not she slapped some sense into him was still up for debate.
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The sun was beginning to sink low on the horizon, the sky fading from blue to a mixture of red and orange. The cold air felt like tiny needles against her face as she ran, though she paid it no mind, far too focused on the task at hand.
It felt as if she had been searching for ages and was no closer to finding the male, something that seriously frustrated her. Where the hell was he? She tried to pull from all the delinquent and yakuza dramas sheâd seen in her life, but that list was fairly small.
Just as she was about to call Zin for help, she caught sight of something in the distance. Taking a step closer, she realized it was Mikaru standing at the end of a dead-end street and he wasnât alone. Though she could only see his back, she was sure it was Riku.Â
Behind Mikaru was the Sumida River, the surface of the water peaceful as if these two men werenât about to fight for their lives in front of it. She knew she didnât have the strength to go against Mikaru, but if she could push him into the river, perhaps that would give her enough time to grab Riku and run away. With any luck, heâll be eaten by a school of fish.
âSo, what now, Riku? Eh?â Mikaru held out his arms in an exasperated motion. âIs our lil cat n mouse game finally gonna end, hm?â
âIt should have ended a long time ago,â grunted Riku, eyes narrowed at the male.
âFor once, we agree,â he grinned, tugging a large knife from his coat. With a war cry, he ran toward Riku with the knife outstretched.
Riku showed no sign of dodging and Ana cursed, knowing what he was thinking â he was going to atone for his sins by dying. She wasnât about to let that happen so, without a moment of hesitation, she ran as fast as she could toward them.
She threw herself in front of him just as Mikaru thrust the knife forward. Rikuâs eyes widened, his breath leaving his lungs. She felt pressure against her stomach but no pain. Perhaps it was the adrenaline or perhaps she was just too focused on protecting the reckless idiot behind her.
âIf you want to kill Riku, youâll have to go through me first!â
âThat can be arranged,â smirked Mikaru, tugging the knife free before raising it again.
Riku finally snapped out of his shock, grabbing her roughly before turning so that the knife went into his side. His jaw clenched in pain, his grip on her shoulders tightening.
âIâll kill both of you!â he laughed maniacally, pulling the knife free once more.Â
With Ana there, Riku found his will to keep fighting. More importantly, he needed to get her to the hospital for her wound before she bled out. He knew that, as long as Mikaru was alive, her life would always be in danger.
Cocking his fist back, Riku slammed it against the maleâs face, his eyes darkening. Mikaru stumbled back from the blow, broken nose reigniting with pain. Riku took this opportunity to kick the knife from his hand before starting a vicious assault on the male, punching him repeatedly without giving him the chance to recover.
His legs gave out beneath him, body crumbling to the ground. This meant nothing to Riku as he straddled the male, every punch filled with rage and pain â at himself, at Mikaru, at his boss. There were so many things, so many choices and mistakes for him to be angry over. More than anything, he was pissed off about Ana getting hurt twice.
The assault continued until he was out of breath, his vision blurred by the blood loss. He slid off of the unconscious male, falling onto his back against the concrete.
âRiku!â Ana rushed over to him, kneeling at his side. His shirt was soaked with blood, his skin pale.
He looked up at her through half-lidded eyes. âWhy are you here?â
âStop talking,â she muttered, pressing her hand against the wound to try and stop the blood. âI have to call an ambulance!â âRiku, baby, please put your hands over the wound!â
He grunted, doing as she ordered. âAre you okay?â
She scoffed in disbelief. âYou were stabbed and youâre asking me if Iâm okay?â
âSo were you.â
Her brow furrowed. âHeâs right, I was⊠why donât I feel any pain?â She glanced down, early seeing a hole in her hoodie. There was no blood, though. Reaching into the pocket, she removed his letter and her phone, both of which had a deep cut in the center. The knife had gone through the letter before shattering the phone screen, saving her.
Riku laughed when he realized this, relief flooding him. This quickly turned to a coughing fit, pain flooding his system. He could taste the blood on his tongue, a familiar taste that he would never get used to.
âBe still!â She hissed angrily, shoving the items back into her pocket. With her phone broken, she had no choice but to go off in search of help. Her eyes flickered to Mikaru.
She couldnât leave Riku on the off chance that Mikaru woke up and finished him off. She considered dragging him off the edge and into the river but decided against it.
âGive me your hand,â she ordered, taking his hand and pulling him to his feet. He grunted in pain, arm over his stomach as his other hand clutched at the wound. She put his arm around her shoulders. âPut your weight on me.â
Despite not wanting to do so, he had no choice because his strength was rapidly fading, vision blurring. âAna-chan,â he breathed out.Â
She huffed from the effort it was taking to help him down the street. âYeah?â
âJust let me go.â
âAbsolutely not!â She snapped, hand tightening around his wrist. âIâll never let you go, Riku!â
He smiled softly. âThank you⊠for loving me.â
âRiku!â Ana cried out when his body went limp, unconsciousness slipping from him. She tried to keep him upright but he was just too heavy, his body slumping to the ground. âShit!â She looked around frantically, spying a taxi in the distance.
She ran toward it so quickly that her body slammed against the side, startling the driver. He looked at her in shock as her bloody hand slammed against the window.
âPlease help! Rikuâs going to die!âÂ
He glanced behind her, seeing the male lying on the ground, as still as the grave. âGet in!â
She hopped into the passenger seat as he took off down the street toward Riku, both of them jumping out as soon as the car came to a stop. With her help, the two managed to load Riku into the back and she slid in with him, pressing her hand against his wound.
âPlease hurry!â
âPlease donât die in my car, man!â he cried, the tires squealing as he took off. âI donât want a haunted cab!â
She didnât even hear his comment, too focused on the pale face of her boyfriend. Tears slid down her cheeks, falling onto his own. âPlease⊠please donât leave me, Riku. You promised, remember?â She leaned down, forehead against his own as she whispered out, âYou said youâd never leaveâŠâ
When they finally reached the hospital, the ER was overcrowded with people. There had been a large pile up so the staff were running around, trying to assist the people who had the most dangerous injuries.
The cab driver helped her carry Riku into the hospital, his feet dragging across the floor.Â
âWe need help over here!â called the male, trying to get the attention of a nurse who was rushing past.
âPlease!â Ana cried, blinking back her tears. âHeâs going to bleed out!â
The woman behind the desk picked up the phone, saying something into the receiver before putting it back down and rushing over to them. âWas he in the accident?â
âHe was stabbed! He â he -â Tears fell from her eyes, unable to be held back any longer. Panic was beginning to take hold of her, her body trembling. âPlease help him!â
He flatlines and they put him on the gurney to take him back. She begs him not to leave her.
She reached forward, pressing two fingers to his neck. âHe has no pulse.â With a curse, she rushed over to her desk, grabbing the phone again. âCode blue at the entrance! Code blue!â
âNo pulse?â It felt as if her own heart stopped, the words bouncing around her brain but not quite sinking in.
âLay him down, quick!â ordered the woman as she returned to them, helping them lay him down. She kneeled beside him, beginning chest compressions.
A group of nurses came running from the back, bringing a crash cart with them.
âRiku, please!â Ana sobbed, shaking his shoulder. âPlease wake up!â
âGet her back!âÂ
The cab driver did as he was ordered, wrapping his arms around her in order to pull her away from the group. She fought against him, trying to return to his side.
âPlease donât go where I canât follow, Riku!â
They cut his shirt, placing the paddles against his chest. âClear!â
His body shifted from the shock but his heart didnât start.
âAgain!â
âRiku please!â She screamed, still fighting against the manâs hold. âIâll never forgive you if you donât wake up!â
The other patients in the waiting area were watching on in horror as they worked to resuscitate him, sending Ana pitying looks that only made her feel worse.Â
âClear!â
His body was shocked again and the nurse placed her fingers against the side of his neck. âWeâve got a pulse!â
Relief flooded her, her legs giving out beneath her. The cabbie slowly lowered them both to the ground, his hand rubbing her upper arm in a comforting manner as she sobbed.
Riku was lifted onto a gurney before they started to wheel him into the back.
Ana jumped up, shoving the cabbie away and attempting to follow but she was stopped by the woman who had been sitting at the desk. âPlease, I need to be with him!â
âYouâre not allowed into the surgery room,â she spoke softly, knowing how upset Ana was. âPlease have a seat. I promise Iâll let you know his condition as soon as possible.â
She could only stare at the double doors as they closed behind the woman, fear and pain curling around her like a heavy blanket.Â
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âGot any fours?â
Ana glanced up at Zin who was sitting across from her before glancing at the cards in her hand. âGo fish.â
Clicking his tongue, he grabbed a card from the top of the pile.
It had been nearly two days since Riku was taken into surgery and, though the surgery had been successful, he hadnât yet woken up. Obviously, she hadnât been able to tell the doctor the entire truth about the situation, not wanting Riku to get into trouble, but she had made it clear that he had been stabbed by a psychopath.Â
The doctor was convinced that Riku wasnât waking up because he didnât want to. He claimed this was quite common among patients who have gone through a traumatic experience and he told her that the only thing they could do was be patient.
This was not her strong suit, especially not where Riku was involved. She had been losing her mind and had no choice but to call Zin and tell him everything. She had only planned on telling him that Riku had been stabbed but, once she started speaking, she couldnât stop. She told him everything, unloading all of her fear and stress.
Though mostly confused and shocked, Zin didnât complain. He listened to her patiently as he rushed over to the hospital to meet her. Honestly, she wasnât sure what would have happened to her without him there supporting her.
Her eyes fell on the unconscious male, a frown tugging at her lips.
âHe just needs time,â said Zin softly. Despite his reassurances, he also felt very worried by the fact that Riku had yet to wake up. He had to be strong for her, though.
âI know,â she sighed, laying her cards down so she could run a hand through her hair. âI just miss him, Zin. IâŠâ Tears gathered in her eyes but she blinked them back, turning her attention to the window.
It was late, the sky navy blue and dotted with tiny stars, barely visible because of the bright city lights. The moon was a waxing gibbous, the bottom half covered by thin clouds. It was a beautiful sight, but it seemed so dull to her. Everything seemed so much more dull without Riku.
âI know, Ana-chan,â Zin smiled sadly, reaching out to pat her hand. His eyes flickered to her arm and then to the bags beneath her eyes. He knew she hadnât slept since he was brought into the hospital. âHow are you feeling? You should really get some rest.â
Her nose wrinkled at the thought. âIâm fine.â
Zin sighed, running a hand through his hair. âI know youâre as stubborn as he is, but you canât just not sleep.â
âI refuse to sleep until he wakes up.â
He just sighed again, resisting the urge to facepalm. Before he could scold her, he caught movement from the corner of his eye. He figured it was just the nurse coming in to check on them but, when he glanced over, he realized Riku was stirring.
âAna-chan!â
Since she was looking out the window, she hadnât yet noticed this. âIâve made up my mind and nothing you say will change that.â
âHeâs waking up!â
Her head snapped toward him so quickly that he worried she might have whiplash. Sure enough, a soft groan passed Rikuâs lips as his eyes fluttered open, brow furrowed in pain.
His body felt heavy, as if it were made out of lead, and there was an incessant beeping to his right that made him want to punch something. Confusion was the first thing he felt, his foggy brain trying to fill in the gaps and piece together where he was and what had happened.
Ana swallowed hard, resisting the urge to scream his name and throw herself on top of him. Her legs trembled as she stood up, slowly approaching his bed. âRiku?â
At the sound of her shaky voice, he snapped his head to the side, attempting to push himself up only to hiss in pain and fall back down against the pillow.
âDonât try to get up!â she scolded softly, glancing at his side to see if the wound had started to bleed. âYouâll reopen your stitches.â
He glanced down, realizing he was wearing a hospital gown and had an IV in his arm. He hated hospitals and had been taught to avoid them no matter how bad the injury was. Inhaling slowly, he pushed himself up, vision blurring and head throbbing.
âRiku!â scolded Ana again, trying to push him back down but he shook his head which certainly didnât help to clear up his vision.
âI donât do hospitals,â he muttered. âTake me home.â
Zin hummed, appearing at the end of the bed and holding up his hand. âHow many fingers am I holding up?â
âHuh?â Riku was confused by the sudden question and he shifted, nervous about the maleâs presence. How much did he know? The question worried him.
âIf you answer correctly, we can leave.â
âZin,â she stressed in disbelief. âHeâs in no condition to leave!â
âI know.â He sent her a reassuring smile before addressing the male once more. âIf you answer incorrectly, you have to stay here without complaint until the doctor releases you. Deal?â
Riku pursed his lips, eyes narrowed at Zinâs hand. He tried his hardest to focus his eyes but his brain refused to cooperate. âFour.â
âWrong!â he grinned, stepping closer so Riku could see the three fingers he was holding up.
Ana breathed a sigh of relief while Riku huffed in annoyance, falling back against his pillow once again.
Zin patted her on the shoulder before grabbing his jacket from the chair. âI need to go check on the others. Donât give her too much trouble, Riku, she hasnât slept.â He waved to the two of them before leaving the room, closing the door to give them some privacy.
Riku frowned at the words, his eyes scanning her face. When he noticed just how exhausted she looked, his frown deepened. âAna-chan -â
Sobs escaped her lips, tears sliding down her cheeks. She didnât want to break down in front of him like this, but she was far too tired to try and control herself.
âPlease donât cry,â he told her softly, sliding his hand into hers.
âI thought⊠I thought I l-lost youâŠâ Her eyes met his and he swallowed hard, taken aback by the raw emotion that lingered there. âYou promised to â to never leave⊠you⊠youâre a dumbass, Riku!â
His fingers curled around her wrist and, with a sharp tug, he pulled her onto the bed with him, arms wrapped tightly around her body. Her fingers curled around his hospital robe, face buried in his chest. She could feel his heart beating beneath her touch and it was comforting to her.
âIâm sorry,â he whispered, fighting against his own tears as he pulled her closer. A simple sorry didnât feel sufficient for everything that had happened and yet⊠it was all he could say.Â
He always knew he loved her, from the moment they first met. There was something deep inside him that knew he would love her for the rest of his life, but he never realized the true impact she had on him. He never realized that she had become his happiness, his reason to keep moving forward.
Somewhere along the way, she had become his safety net, the one person that kept him from drowning in his own self-loathing. Alone, the weight of his mistakes and poor choices weighed heavily on him, forcing his head beneath the water until he could no longer breathe.
With Ana, though, it all felt more bearable. For the first time in a long time, he felt hopeful. He felt loved. He felt like he was enough. How could he possibly put that into words? How could he make her realize just how much she meant to him? He thought he was doing what was best by leaving her.
He closed his eyes, tears forming small wet spots on his pillow.Â
âI love you, Riku,â she whispered, clutching his clothes tighter. âNo matter how dangerous it is, I want to follow you on whatever path you take. I donât want to live without you. I⊠I canât live without you.â
Though it was harder for him to admit, he felt the same way. He was perfectly content with Mikaru killing him when he tried to leave Anaâs life. Without her, his world was bleak and his demons threatened to smother him. She was a light in the darkness, though, acting as a protective shield around him that he didnât feel he deserved.
His hand found the back of her neck and she slowly lifted her head. For several moments, the two just stared at each other. He may not be able to express how he was feeling with words, but she could see it clearly within his glassy eyes.Â
With a smile, she cupped his face before leaning down to claim his lips. He groaned in appreciation, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, hands on her hips as he attempted to bring her closer but there was already no space between them.
His tongue slid across her bottom lip and she didnât hesitate to give him access, their tongues dancing. Neither of them had ever felt so overwhelmed by love and warmth before. It was intoxicating, like a drug that they were both addicted to and couldnât get enough of.
They didnât pull away until their lungs were screaming for air, the two of them panting softly as they stared at each other again, foreheads touching.Â
Riku swallowed hard, hands gripping her hips tighter. When he spoke, his voice was a soft whisper meant only for her. âDonât ever leave me, Ana-chan.â
A smile tugged at her lips as she brushed the hair away from his forehead. âI should be saying that to you.â
âIâm sorry,â he frowned, guilt swirling in his beautiful brown eyes. âI thought I was doing the right thingâŠâ
âThatâs all any of us can do,â she hummed softly. âJust know that I will always chase after you. No matter how far away you run, no matter what situation you find yourself in, Iâll find you.â
âPromise?â
âI promise,â she whispered, claiming his lips again.
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Prompts (listed in order of appearance):
â #26 â âSometimes I get so tired, I donât even know myself.â / Seeing Double / Working to Exhaustion / âYou look awful.â
â #18 â âI tend to deflect when Iâm feeling threatened.â / Blindfold (alt 1 â Betrayal) / Tortured for Information / âHit him harder.â
â #17 â âYouâre the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.â / Collar / Touch Aversion / âLeave Me Alone.â
â #23 â âItâs gonna get me by the end of the night.â / Shadows / Stalking / âWhoâs there?â
â #4 â âI see the danger, itâs written there in your eyes.â / Cattle Prod / Shock / âYou in there?â
â #21 â âSee the chains around my feet.â / Vows (alt 10 â Shaking) / Restraints / âDonât move.â
â #6 â âDo or die, youâll never make me, because the world will never take my heart.â / Recording / Made to Watch / âIt should have been me.â
â #20 â âPeople donât change people, time does.â / Blanket (alt 3 â Brass Knuckles) / Found Family / âYou will regret touching them.â
â #5 â âYou better pray I donât get up this time around.â / Debris / Pinned Down / âItâs broken.â
â #15 â âI donât need you to help me, I can handle things myself.â / Makeshift Bandages / Suppressed Suffering / âIâm fine.â
â #27 â âYou drew stars around my scars, but now Iâm bleeding.â / Matches (alt 12 â Broken) / Scars / âLet me see.â
â #24 â âIâve got a head full of chemicals, mouth full of ridicule.â / Goodbye Note / Neglect (alt 4 â Decoy) / âI thought they were with you.â
â #28 â âWe might not make it to the morning, so go on and tell me now.â / Bloody Knife / Sacrifice / âYouâll have to go through me.âÂ
â #10 â âCanât you see that youâre lost without me?â / Broken Phone / Stranded / âYou said youâd never leave.â
â #8 â âIâve got soul, but Iâm not a soldier.â / Overcrowded ER / Outnumbered (alt 11 â Panic) / âItâs all for nothing.â
â #16 â âWould you lie with me and just forget the world?â / Gurney / Flatline / âDonât go where I canât follow.â
â #1 â âBut now this room is spinning while Iâm trying just to fill in all the gaps.â / Safety Net / Swooning (alt 6 â Playing Cards) / âHow many fingers am I holding up?â
ââââââàŒ»âàŒșââââââ
-> High&Low/Rampage Taglist: @kiraaaeon, @simpforchuchu, @star2fishmeg, @thatpoindexterpixy @manhwabtch
-> General Taglist: @asterhaze, @mrskenpachizaraki
#whumptober#whumptober2023#the rampage#the rampage from exile tribe#riku#the rampage riku#oc#original character#fanfic#fanfiction#writeblr#whump#RFO - third person#RFO - jpop#jpop#rains ficography#no.26#no.18#no.17#no.23#no.4#no.21#no.6#no.20#no.5#no.15#no.27#no.24#no.28#no.10
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Secret Santa đ
time!
@thistaleisabloodyone here is your gift from me âĄ
Title: Greatest Gift of All.
Genre: Fluff, AU (I made Riku a different form of artist. I hope you don't mind đŹ)
W/C: 1192
Pairing: Riku & OC 1
Merry Christmas Tale!! I Hope you had a great one. Sorry it's late, but I hope you like it. âĄ
Himari noticed Riku for the thousandth time come and go at the Café she worked at. Every single time, they would sneak glances at each other without it being too obvious. He was always so soft-spoken with her, trying to make small talk. Where she shrugged it off as he was being kind, he just wanted her to know he existed. Anytime he came in, he had a designated spot by the window. He also always had smudges on his hand that she could never pinpoint the reasoning. She understood since he always brought a notebook and pencils, laying them out surgically like tools. Hours upon hours, he'd spend doing things in his notebook. It did draw curiosity from Himari, wondering what he was up to, but she never pushed to ask. She just figured it was for his eyes only. Riku looked up from studying his book, just enough to see Himari. She had a nice smile. One that decorated her eyes as well. Riku liked that. It was genuine and gave him butterflies, which he had never felt before.
Christmas was around the corner, which meant the perfect time for hot chocolate. He ordered two, which threw Himari off since he was alone, but she figured he just wanted an extra one. She brought them out, placing the mugs on the table leaving Riku admiring the tree in the whipped cream.
âExcuse me Himari,â he gathered his nerves to talk to her, âthe other is for you.â
She looked bewildered, âFor me?â she turned slowly meeting his glance.
âMhm. You're always on the go, I believe you deserve more than just a simple thank you. Please sit,â He pointed at the seat right in front of him.
Himari wiped her hands on her apron as she obliged. She was beginning to get tired and cold, this was a kind gesture of him to do. He was easy to open up to. One thing she noticed, was how attentive he was when she spoke. He gave her his full attention. In all the years of being in customer service, she never had that happen.
âThank you Riku, this is kind of you,â she intertwined her fingers around the mug to feel warmth.
Himari just stared off, before he broke her concentration elsewhere.
âYou decorated the place nicely,â He took a sip.
âOh no, I didn't do this. Honestly my heart wasn't in it this year, so I can't take the credit. This was all their doings,â she looked over at him forcing a smile.
This year wasnât the best for her, being the first Christmas she wasnât able to spend with her family. She didnât explain much, but she tiptoed around the topic. Riku glanced down at his book, as she didnât notice the shift in his glance. It was sad for him that she wasnât the normal upbeat person he had known for a long time. Times were just rough, making it hard for her to afford going back home.
Snow was gently falling from the sky as it started decorating the sheets in a beautiful white blanket. The way the flakes danced in the sky, was truly a sight to behold. Himari wasnât feeling at all the Christmas spirit that her coworkers were engulfed in. Families far and wide surrounded the dinning room, making Himari miss hers. He felt sadness in his heart that he never felt before. They finished their hot chocolate as Himari picked up the mugs. He packed up his items, placing them in his bag. When Himari walked back into dining room, Riku waved bye. She shot him a smile waving.
Himari stepped outside momentarily to feel the cold wind blowing. Before Riku, she never tried to put much thought in missing Christmas, but talking to him relieved a lot of worries and stress off her shoulders. Every breath she took, she could see the steam. Her neighbors really knew how to decorate, their lights illuminating the streets. She was just happy about the snow. Himari skimmed her foot in the snow, looking around to make sure she was alone. A thought crossed her mind as she sat in the snow lying back, arms out to her side. The thought that she looked ridiculous did cross her mind, but she didnât care. She raised her arms, spreading her feet apart making a snow angel. The only problem was that it would be ruined once she tried to get up. Suddenly, a voice broke her train of thought.
âHere, take my hand,â Riku extended his hands for her to grab.
She jumped up to her feet next to Riku admiring her work. She wasnât artistic to say the least, so seeing something so beautiful come from her, was exhilarating. He looked over at her smiling, happy to see that expression decorating her face once more.
âWhat are you doing here Riku?â
âI think I left something at the CafĂ©.â
âOh, well we can go see about that,â she led him to the door.
Once they got inside, he walked over to the table where they were sitting earlier. He looked it over a few times as he returned handing her a present. She was stunned at his actions, but took the present thanking him.
âI wanted you to have this. I hope you like it.â Riku placed his hands in his pockets nervously awaiting her to open it.
Himari sat down as she unwrapped the gift slowly. She was staring back at herself. Riku had sketched her at some point, capturing her beauty. She smiled as she looked up at him, jumping up wrapping her arms around his neck. He reciprocated the hug, just happy she liked it.
âItâs beautiful Riku, thank you. This is the nicest gift Iâve ever received.â
âYouâre welcome Himari. Merry Christmas. I just wish I could make it better for you.â
âYou already have, but Iâm sorry I donât have anything in return.â
âYouâre enough. Listen Himari, Iâve tried thinking of different ways to explain how I felt.â
âWow Riku. So youâre asking me out?â
A grin formed around the corners of his lips as he nodded. âI hope you donât mind.â
âNot at all, but why me?â
âYou are the only lady that has ever controlled my emotions. I laugh when you laugh. When you smile, my heart literally smiles, Iâm not sure how but it does. When youâre sad or look like youâre brooding, I just want to make all your negative intrusive thoughts disappear. I would love the chance to be that and more, if youâd let me.â
Himari thought for a second before looking back at him. She did like Riku and liked the fluttering sensation she gained whenever he spoke, so she nodded.
âI guess we can give this a try,â she ran her hands through her ponytail playing with her hair.
He approached her once more placing her chin lightly in his hand. They met halfway as they shared a slow loving kiss. She felt a smile form on his lips, as he looked up. Wanting to see what stole his attention, she noticed mistletoe right above their heads.
âMerry Christmas Himari, youâre the greatest gift I could ever ask for.â
#the rampage from exile tribe#the rampage#fanfiction#the rampage riku#the rampage fanfiction#my fanfic đŸ#secret santa
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I decided to just peek at "Is She the Wolf?" A reality show about finding love but the catch is there's one contestant that's not looking for love. I just want to understand who... what kind of a person would risk investing time out of their lives with no security on a partner if they pick the wrong woman. I look at all the men... cuties, look at all 5 women to see who might be the wolf... I chose 2. I'm ready to click out when BOOM... Is that fuckin' RIKU from The Rampage being a host on the show... So here I am, still watchin'...
#Is she the wolf?#Netflix#RIKU#the rampage from exile tribe#the rampage#The Rampage RIKU#Reality show
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THE RAMPAGE from EXILE TRIBE in CyberHelix - Black Outfits
#the rampage from exile tribe#the rampage#thistale gifs#rmpg mvs#rmpg gifs#elliot likiya#sakamoto zin#aoyama riku#kamiya kenta#yonamine rui#yamasho#yamamoto shogo#kawamura kazuma#yoshino hokuto#iwaya shogo#iwasho#urakawa shohei#fujiwara itsuki#takechi kaisei#suzuki takahide#goto takuma#hasegawa makoto#ata ryutaro#on a scale of 1 to 10 i am almost incandescent with rage at tumblr right now#if this doesn't show up in the goddamn tags again#graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
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Feel the summer
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A HELPFULL GUIDE TO THE RAMPAGE FROM EXILE TRIBE BY CHU-CHU
Hi Guys! I see that there are many new Rampage fans - Ravers - among us and I would like to introduce the members to you. Other than formal group information, some of it will be my own opinions. You can easily find other official informations about the group on the web. Rather, I want to share with you how I see each member, what impression they made on me, and what I liked or found interesting about them. So please keep in mind that these are my opinions. And of course, I'm not a very old fan either. There may be things I don't know or misunderstand. You can share with me what you want to add or correct đ
-I am also sharing with you some blogs that I know who is posting about Exile Tribe/The Rampage. You can check them out too đI will continue to introduce the members when I have time :') I hope you like it :D đ
@ataryutaro @banqanas @elenilote @fextsubs @rainisawriter @rowdyshogun @thistaleisabloodyone @zhaolusi (Hope I didn't forget anyone :( )
The Rampage
A Japanese dance & vocal boy group formed and managed by LDH JAPAN.
16 members: 3 vocalists and 13 performers.Â
They made their major debut on January 25, 2017 with the single âLightningâ.
Fandom name: Ravers ( RAmpage loVERS)
Formation: September 12, 2014
Debut: January 25, 2017
Genres: J-pop, hip hop, dance pop
Leaders: Likiya and Zin
16 Members: Likiya, Zin, Riku, Kenta, Rui, Yamasho, Kazuma, Hokuto, Iwasho, Shohei, Itsuki,Kaisei, Makoto, Ryu, Takahide and Takuma
And yes they have a hip-hop sub-unit : Ma55ive the Rampage (Likiya, Kenta,Yamasho, Shohei, Takahide)
I also didnât know this part;
At the beginning it was unclear how many and which candidates would be chosen for the group's final line-up, the members later described the time as a desperate, harsh and stressful "survival situation". According to Kawamura Kazuma, the three vocalists were especially tense and taking the situation very seriously, thinking that one of them was going to be cut, due to the fact that LDH only had a two-vocalist system for all of their boy groups at that point.
But luckily they were all chosen :â)
However, while they were training for their debut in the public eye, the members later revealed that the group had been struggling behind the scenes and actually went on a hiatus the year after they were formed until their debut. Several members mentioned that they considered quitting during that time as it was mentally and physically difficult.Also Fujiwara Itsuki revealed that the members had also been working as staffs of the company behind the scenes in that time period, for example as tour staff for senior groups, or in Fujiwara's case, as staff of EXPG schools.
June 16 had been chosen as "RAVERS DAY". This specific date was selected because it is the only month out of the year that does not have a member's birthday, and because the number "16" is important to the group :D
During the first five years, all members of the group lived together in a dormitory.There were four rooms, and four members lived in each room, sharing bunk beds. Each room also had a room manager.
-I don't plan to mention TV series, movies, awards, songs, albums or tours. I get most of the information from Exile Tribe Wiki, you can read more there :â)
MEMBERS
1) LIKIYA : Elliot Likiya (ăšăȘăȘăă·ćçą)
Born: November 28, 1990 (age 32)
Birth Place: Aomori Prefecture, Japan
Height: 170 cm (5 ft 6.9 in)
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Emoji: đšâđł
Leader and performer of THE RAMPAGE and a rapper in MA55IVE THE RAMPAGE.
DAD of the group
He may look serious but he is literally a cinnamon roll
I love Likiya, with his style, personality, sweetness and everything
Someone who is frequently teased by other members
When group members were asked who they would like to date, most of them chose Likiya.
Also, Elly from Sandaime J SOUL BROTHERS is his older brother. That's why he said that he was often compared to him and that he was flustured.
According to Wiki;
He participated in the EXILE PERFORMER BATTLE AUDITION, but did not make it to the finals.
LIKIYA's father is Carlos Elliot, a former professional boxer and LIKIYA started practicing boxing as a hobby.
He loves basketball and cooking. That's why his emoji is a cook. đšâđł
Described as a calm, quiet and very reliable person with a strong sense of leadership. According to his members, he also has a mischievous side and occasionally makes a joke to calm the mood.
In charge of the choreography of THE RAMPAGE.
He is very good at cooking. His skills are so good that he even invented his own curry, "Likiya-man's Indian Spinach Curry" (ăȘăă€ïœăăłăźă€ăłăéąšă»ăăăèă«ăŹăŒ), which is actually sold in Japan. In 2020's first broadcast of "RMPG DOPE STATION", he talked about his dream of appearing on a cooking show.
His favorite color is white. He collects white clothes and white things, and most of his furniture and accessories are white.
2) ZIN : Sakamoto Zin (ćæŹéŁ)
Born: April 28, 1994 (age 29)
Birth Place: Osaka, Osaka Prefecture, Japan
Height: 178 cm (5 ft 10 in)
Zodiac Sign:Â Taurus
Emoji:đŽ
Leader and performer of THE RAMPAGE
MOM of the group
I LOVE HIS SMILE <3 HIS SMILE IS SO PRETTY <3
He is really like a mom even to the older members. He is fun, funny and really so cute. And I really love when he talks :â)
Probably the one who gets bullied the most
He is one of the tall members
According to Wiki;
He participated in the EXILE PERFORMER BATTLE AUDITION, but did not make it to the finals.
Described as a good talker, mood-maker and hard worker. His members appreciate his cheerfulness, responsibility and communication skills.Additionally, he is also described as compassionate, tearful and a bit clumsy. Because of his friendliness, he is often teased even by the younger members.
Usually takes the lead when it comes to interviews and has a natural talent for hosting live performances and events
Didn't like his smile very much for a long time, but after he joined THE RAMPAGE, people started to tell him that he has a nice smile, which changed his view. :â)
Has a cat named "Luky".
Likes the manga Jujutsu Kaisen.
His favorite color is red.
3) RIKU: Aoyama Riku (éć±±éž)
Born: August 10, 1994 (age 29)
Birth Place: Asaka, Saitama Prefecture, Japan
Height: 174 cm (5 ft 8.5 in)
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Emoji: đ¶
Maybe you think Rampageâs only vocalists are Kazuma and Hokum but no. This handsome man is a vocalist too and he has an amazing voiceâŠ
He is really good at teasing and annoying people and a bit savage.
He has that prince vibe and has a really charming visual.
His English is pretty good and wants to speak English to reach international fans <3
IwaSho and him are close friends
He likes going GYM⊠reallyâŠ
He loves playing soccer and really good at itÂ
He really loves children and A RIKU WITH KIDS ALL YOU NEED BELIEVE IN ME :â)
According to Wiki;
A very good dancer and known for his ability to dance with the same level of sharpness as a performer while singing stably.
Initially viewed his high-pitched voice as a complex. He is often jokingly imitated and teased by the members for it and he consciously keeps his voice low in magazine interviews.
Taught himself how to play the piano.His first keyboard was gifted to him by SHOKICHI.
Often compared to a golden retriever due to his cheerful, communicative, clumsy and soft nature and muscular physique.
Went to an all-boys high school for six years.
Always keeps a list of restaurants that interest him on his smartphone.
He has a friendly rivarly with KAZUKI and Sato Taiki, who attended EXPG Tokyo at the same time as him.Initially, he felt inferior to KAZUKI, which motivated him to practice harder.
His favorite color is pink.
Used to be the centre of the group, but the position was reappointed to Kawamura Kazuma.
4) KENTA: Kamiya Kenta (ç„è°·ć„ć€Ș)Â
Born: May 27, 1995 (age 28)
Birth Place: Okinawa Prefecture, Japan
Height: 170 cm (5 ft 6.9 in)
Zodiac Sign: Gemini
Emoji: đżïž
Performer of THE RAMPAGE and a rapper in MA55IVE THE RAMPAGE.
Even though he is a performer and rapper, he has great vocals. And I'm so happy ma55ive used him as vocals <3
He's funny, sweet and entertaining
I think he has a flirty personality
He and Rui are childhood friends and very close friends. (But he'll never admit it)
He has interesting and funny drunk memories...
He has a lot of questionable (in a good way) behavior and always makes me laugh
He's one of the oldest members but he definitely doesn't act like one :D
When he was a kid, he wanted to be a FBI Agent but I think he still does :D
According to Wiki;
He participated in the EXILE PERFORMER BATTLE AUDITION but didn't made to the finals.
In 2013, he was introduced as a member of the trainee group EXILE GENERATIONS.
He has a childhood friendship with fellow group mate Yonamine Rui
Him and Yonamine Rui together are called the "Haisai Duo" or "Haisai Combi". They are from the same hometown and the first students from EXPG Okinawa to join LDH.
Described as a mysterious and quiet person. He says about himself: "I'm not a loner, but I'm a free spirit and have my own pace". However, he also has a playful side characterized by strange moves, peculiar laughter, and eccentric worldview.
Has a curious nature and likes to try new things.
His favorite artists are Michael Jackson and Chris Brown.
In 2017, at the start of the group's first solo tour THE RAMPAGE LIVE TOUR 2017-2018 "GO ON THE RAMPAGE", he launched a video corner called "The Two Who Can't Talk" (ăăăčăăȘă2äșș) together with Fujiwara Itsuki in order to improve their talking skills. :D
According to his members, he is always late in his private life.
His favorite color is black.
#the rampage#the rampage from exile tribe#rampage#the rampage fext#rika aoyama#Kenta kamiya#likiya elliot#zin sakamoto#rampage zin#rampage likiya#rampage kenta#rampage riku#high and low#high&low
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I feel like I have a soft spot for Mako-Chan every time I see him or Hokuto they just end ruining the my bias list. Itâs a struggle but heâs so perfect đ Anyways hereâs a throwback video
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RIKU SHOULD BE BANNED FROM DOING MIRROR SLEFIES CUZ GIRL WTF?!?!?! THIS FEELS ILLEGAL TO LOOK AT but then again GIRL DINNER(makoto look away)
#ian's notesđ#the rampage#the rampage from exile tribe#exile tribe#ldh japan#ldh#riku#riku aoyama#he makes me so weak in the knees AND IM NOT EVEN RIKU BIASED
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âËâżË° POV: Dating Riku Aoyama âËâżË°
a/n: this is just my delusions.
⥠golden retriever type of boyfriend
⥠You always have a voice lesson with him.
⥠âLoveyâ is your call sign.
⥠your name on his phone is ây/n LoveyâÂ
⥠his phoneâs wallpaper would be just plain scenery or a music note.
⥠his love language: physical touch (and word of affirmation)
⥠matching couple minimal phone cases
⥠love to hug you, put his chin on your shoulder, and whisper sweet things.
⥠youâre his queen.
⥠he cooks the most delicious meals for you.
⥠heâs a gentle soul.
⥠you love his talking and singing voice. It feels like he soothes your heart.
⥠checks in on you frequently by sending you voice messages.
⥠he gets annoyed when he receives an emoji response from you.Â
⥠love putting his arms around your hips.
⥠loves morning cuddles.
⥠blushes when you touch his face.
⥠good kisser
⥠He unintentionally seduces you
⥠your home gym buddy
⥠you guys love to be indoors more than outdoors.
⥠teaches you some musical instrument but always ends up with something else đ
⥠incredibly supportive boyfriend.
⥠he finds you very adorable.
⥠you two are morning people and love to walk together in the morning in the park, on the seaside, or just around the neighborhood.
⥠heâs willing to tie your hair, and he always has a plain black hair tie on his wrist in case of emergency.Â
⥠loves wearing your black headbands.
⥠sing a lullaby to put you to sleep.Â
⥠very affectionate boyfriend and also protective
⥠he loves when you initiate holding his hand when youâre walking or outside.
⥠organize your music playlist with his favorite music and artists.
⥠Netflix and chillÂ
⥠he easily gets jealous, but he wonât admit it. He trusts you, but the boys around you? Big no.Â
⥠when heâs on The Rampage tour, he makes sure to buy you souvenirs and have quality time with you.
⥠he misses you every single time.
⥠a great listener and great adviser
#riku aoyama#riku#my edit#love#exile tribe#japanese#boyfriend#fangirl#the rampage from exile tribe#high and low#the rampage#jpop#one shot#fanfiction#fanfic#pov
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These are the pictures from the rampage , the (k)night promotion and someone said riku looks like those greedy businessman from kdrama's and now I can't stop thinking about it đ€Łđ€Ł
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THEYâRE ALL SHIRTLESS!!
KAZUMA WHAT THE FUCK!?
#the rampage from exile tribe#exile tribe#heheheh even hokuto uwu#AND KAISEI AND RIKU LOOK SO YUMMYY#THIS IS ABOUT 24 KARAT MV BTW SHHEHSHHSKK#jpop#I MISSED THE EXILE TRIBES OMG#itâs been a long time since I watched any of their stuff
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Phew. I am a horrible fan. . Pretty sure I fell off the posting bandwagon.
But I AM BACK. .
BABY boi Riku has a birthday đ so I'm celebrating it!!
I hope by now you're sleeping in your beds đ and not on my mens.
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Listen, if you can agree on one thing with me, it's that he has a jaw line chiseled from the gods themselves.
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The secret to a good night's rest is sleeping in your bed đ, not on my mens.
#the rampage from exile tribe#the rampage#rmpg#riku#i just think hes neat#hes so <3#he's so beautiful#ldh#bias wrecker#he can catch these tiny hands of fury#exile tribe#the rampage riku#dont sleep on my mens#the secret to a good nights sleep#Youtube
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THE RAMPAGE - CyberHelix
#the rampage#rmpg#the rampage from exile tribe#yonamine rui#yamasho#yamamoto shogo#iwaya shogo#suzuki takahide#riku#type: gif
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The Rampage from Exile Tribe ~ CyberHelix
#The Rampage#The Rampage from Exile Tribe#EXILE TRIBE#EDM music#House music#Trance#Japanese music#Japan#Jpop#The Rampage CyberHelix#Kazuma Kawamura#Hokuto Yoshino#RIKU#MethodToMyMadnessYemme
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RIKU behind the scenes of the 24karats Gold Genesis photo shoot
#the rampage from exile tribe#the rampage#aoyama riku#riku rampage#riku#ldh japan#jpop#jpop idol#exile tribe#thistale gifs#rmpg gifs#happy birthday to meee~#this is my birthday present to myself#y'all just get to enjoy it too
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY MATE <3 <3
 I wish you all the best on your special day.
Proud of you, RIKU!
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