I'm not enough...

Ran's POV

Ran watched Y/n cry, heart twisting in painful knots at the sight as he tried to keep several things in mind.

We're delinquents.

This is our life.

The life we chose and if she doesn't get it…

His thoughts stopped as he watched her hold onto Izana's body with tears still falling down her face and onto his. Even as he and Rindou moved closer to her, she didn't seem to even sense they were right next to her.

He respected strength, so he always admired and respected Izana and Kakucho. Even though he knew they wouldn't want her a sobbing mess, he didn't want it either. He hated seeing her cry over them. He didn't get it. She's a softie and in this world, if you're soft, you die. Yet, here she is again, obviously. He smiled to himself.

If she doesn't get it, that's fine. She's more interesting this way.

Y/n's POV

Sitting there felt like it was only for a few moments. I suddenly felt warm arms around me while I still held onto Izana and Kakucho.

"It's okay, Y/n. You and Michi worked so hard." Hina's words cut through my daze, and I turned to face her with tears in my eyes.

"It's not enough." I whimpered. "I haven't helped anyone. No matter what happens, someone dies. It only makes sense that I have to die in order to come back. But I failed even more this time, Hinata." The words fell from my lips as my body trembled.

I didn't hear anything else she said but felt her suddenly leave my side as I continued holding these two.

"You should get out of here, babe. Cops are gonna be here any minute." Ran spoke softly beside me. I shook my head and tried to smile at him. "Don't do that. When it hurts, it hurts. No one likes you because you pull a stoneface, beautiful."

I started sobbing all over again and didn't bother pushing Ran away as he pulled me closely, holding me as I sobbed against his chest.

I haven't helped anyone. Even if they like me like he said, there's no way it'll last when all I can do is fail every single time. I'm pathetic.

"Hey." I was jerked up by my chin to stare into the serious eyes of Ran. "You couldn't have known. Stop blaming yourself."

The soft words were a surprise but I felt myself grow calmer. I smiled at him in return. "There's my girl."

I felt a nudge in my side. "Get going, idiot." As soon as I looked up at Rindou, I saw why he told me to leave. The police came and were currently arresting any who were still around. I carefully folded Izana's hands together as he lay on the ground, feeling weak as I tried to stand for having been down so long when a thought occurred to me, causing me to freeze in my tracks to turn and face them.

But...they're still here….they'll be arrested, too.

"I said get going, idiot."

"Beautiful women don't last long in prison if they're beautiful and sweet, too, Babe."

I stared at the two men with wide eyes, trying to move past them to the police heading our way. "But I can explain to them…"

Rindou turned and pushed me back harder than I had expected from him, glaring at me. "I didn't ask. Leave. Now."

His demanding voice made me realize I wouldn't win this one either. My shoulders slumped as I turned to leave. I spoke over my shoulder. "Please tell me when you both are okay so I can see you guys again." I gave a small smile before running off into the night.

Rindou's POV

She's such an IDIOT!

Getting arrested isn't safe for pretty women and she was going to stay anyway?!

Was she really gonna say she would talk to the police for us? US!?!? What was she gonna do, flash her pretty smile and say please???

We're delinquents. We can take care of ourselves, and we don't need some pretty girl talking to the police for us in an effort to help us. She can look as pretty as she wants when she cries or smiles but she is still clearly an IDIOT!

"You're blushing, little bro." He looked over at Ran who held a smirk on his features.

Ran's POV

He knew exactly what Rindou was struggling with. No doubt blasting her to hell in his head because it made him feel so weird that a girl would care enough like that without being his and without wanting anything in return.

After he spoke, knowing good and well what his brother was thinking, Rindou retorted quickly. "You know, I bet if you are really careful like last time, you'll still smell like her for a few hours longer."

His face dropped as he looked coldly at his brother.

The kid is lucky we're already getting arrested. I've still got my baton.