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naoyaslut · 2 years

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The Hills Ch. 11

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ ONLY

pairings: ran haitani x !femreader+18 feat. rin haitani, kenji oh

warnings: profanity, cigarette smoking, shoplifting, voyeurism (not really), fingering, light somnophilia, creampie, light-yandare ran,

wordcount: 7,071

a/n: if i missed anything, please let me know.

t@glist: @alice-smutthoughts , @dumbbitchuni-versity, @renxnana, @pulchritxde , @baggymcqueen @tojitsukaisen

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It was well after 2 PM in the afternoon, and you were still sleeping. Ran watched you from his spot at the doorway of the master bedroom a lit cigarette dangling from his lips. He wanted to talk to you. Well, he wanted to question you. Ask about what occurred down at the precinct.

Drawing in a deep drawl from the cigarette, he turned his gaze back to the living room to the sound of his brother’s voice.

“You’re just going to let her sleep all day? I thought you were trying to get information.”

Ran shrugged expressing the cigarette smoke from the corner of his mouth before taking another drag.

“I do want information.” he paused smoke billowing from his nose as he began to speak again. “Look at her, she’s exhausted.”

Rin stuck his head in the bedroom a slight scowl forming on his face before turning to Ran.

“It’s not normal to sleep for 14 hours. Wake her up so we can figure out if we need to do something about this.”

Rin stepped away from the doorway while Ran remained holding his cigarette stiffly between his index and middle finger.

Stirring groggily from your slumber, you sat up tiredly groaning in disgust at the heady scent of the cigarette smoke that had settled in the air.

“Ah. She wakes.” Ran mumbled turning to stub out his cigarette in a nearby ashtray.

“Ran...” Rubbing your eyes sleepily, you took in another deep breath. The scent of that cigarette was heavy causing your stomach to churn with nausea. “Ugh.”

You never did well with cigarette smoke, cigars okay. But there was something about menthol cigarettes specifically that made your gut turn.

Stumbling off of the bed, you quickly went into the bathroom closing the door lightly behind you. You threw up. You blamed your weak constitution; it seemed like everything had you spewing your guts into the toilet as of late.

Ran lightly rapping on the door brought you out of your misery if only briefly with him cracking the door. Sticking his head in through the opening he raised a brow as he looked down at you.

“You alright?”

Nodding slightly, you flushed the toilet before standing turn towards the sink to brush your teeth.

“Yeah.” you swallowed unintentionally, causing you to cringe in disgust. “Can you open a window? I can’t deal with the cigarette smoke it makes me sick.”

“Clean up and meet me in the kitchen.” He ignored you pushing the door open a little wider. “Need to talk to you.”

Ran shut the door after leaving you in the bathroom alone. Staring dumbly at your reflection the residual fog of sleep began to fade from you, leaving you wide open for the events of last night to return to you.

You nearly collapsed, everything coming back all at once. Identifying Suzu’s body, Hanma nearly assaulting you at your place of work, and Kenji who was supposed to be a friend locking you in a jail cell. Lying to you about your brother’s case. How he signed off on the paperwork knowing damn well Shinjiro didn’t kill himself.

You could feel a headache coming on, every single thing you were thinking about was sad and oppressive.

You took longer than you intended in the bathroom, opting to shower to clean yourself up. Your eyes were still sore from your episode of every emotion under the sun.

Pulling on a shirt of your own and a pair of sweats, you pulled your hair into a low ponytail so it was out of your face. Ran was in the middle of his kitchen staring across the way at his brother, Rin. The two of them stopped talking when you entered, Ran glancing at Rin out of the corner of his eye.

“Um...” clearing your throat awkwardly you stopped mid stride bringing the opposite hand to rub at your forearm nervously.

“Come here.” Ran said, his attention solely on you. Rin remained quiet sitting at the end of the large marble table, eyes following you as you crossed the room to get to Ran.

Standing in front of him you lowered your eyes towards the floor avoiding eye contact. Your emotions were already well on the way to overwhelming you and you were sure if you looked him in the face, you would end up reduced to tears.

As the two of you stood in silence you could feel Ran’s hard gaze falling over you, as if he were looking for something obvious. Something that would be sticking out like a sore thumb.

Curling his index finger along the angular of your jaw he tilted your face up toward him so that you were making eye contact. His eyes were half-lidded, that familiar easy-going smile on his face nowhere in sight.

He looked agitated.

Turning your jaw off to the left, he continued to look you over and then dropped his hand back to his side when he was satisfied.

Baffled, you turned away from him before rubbing at the nape of your neck.

“Ran, wh-”

“Did Hanma touch you?” Ran interrupted you, causing the rest of your sentence to be lost in the midst of your throat.

You stared at him wide-eyed unable to form a comprehendible sentence. You stammered over your words taking a step away from him.

“He...” Taking your eyes off of him momentarily to gather your thoughts and failing miserably. Once your eyes returned to the flat expression on his face you could feel your vision beginning to cloud over in a bleary haze.

Your nerves that had been wound so tight over the past day abruptly began to unravel as an uncontrollable tremor shot through you. You began to sob, uncontrollably, the tears you thought you’d been holding in coursing over the balls of your cheeks with your hands twisting in the fabric of his shirt.

Between that and Suzu’s death you couldn’t breathe, every breath you took set your lungs aflame in turn forcing you to curl further into Ran’s abdomen.

Ran’s arms enveloped you as he pulled you closer to him, his hands fanning themselves along your lower back to console you as much as he could.

“It’s okay.” he cooed one of his hands resting at your nape and rubbing in a soothing manner. “C’mon tell me everything.”

Pulling away from him to wipe at your tears you took in a deep breath that was meant to ground you, calm you down so that you could speak more clearly.

Rin was still watching with interest from his seat, leaning against the table propping his chin up with an open palm.

“He Uhm.” you began to speak again, steadying your breathing as Ran stared down at you. “He showed up around lunchtime I guess... kind of caused a scene at the front desk with my assistant. She was going to call the police but I told her I would take care of it.”

Using the sleeve of your shirt to wipe your face, you sniveled again continuing your summary of events.

“He brought a message from Suzu and said that she asked him to give it to me. After that tried to force himself on me.”

You paused, making eye contact with Ran. A rather stoic expression had befallen his face, eyes piercing your own with an intensity you didn’t know he possessed. It caused you to stop explaining, but his palm guiding your face up towards him convinced you to continue.

“Nothing happened... Yoko came back to check on me and then he left.” Taking another deep breath, you felt the sting of tears beginning to brim your eyes again.

“Then after that Kenji called me to identify a body, it was Suzu. She died sometime last night.”

Ran hummed gently, pulling you into another embrace resting his chin atop your head as his eyes traced towards his brother still sitting in silence.

“I... I confronted him about my brother’s autopsy report. That’s why he put me in the holding cell.”

“Interesting,” Rin commented from the kitchen table a sigh following after.

Ran chuckled bitterly to himself, guiding your lips towards his offering you a soft peck on the lips.

He had a feeling that something along those lines had happened down at the precinct. After identifying your friend emotions were probably all over the place and anything could have slipped out afterward.

“I’m sorry I didn’t have my phone with me the majority of the day, my meeting ran longer than usual.” He kissed you again, his palms on either side of your cheeks holding you steadily against him so you couldn’t move away. “You scared me for a bit. I should have been there with you, all of it could have been prevented.”

His hands began to wander, dropping from the cusp of your jaw down to your shoulders and then to the narrow of your waist. Dragging you closer so that you were at rest in the split of his long legs, his arms engulfed you in an almost overbearing embrace your face smothered by the expanse of his chest.

Jumping in surprise at the warmth of Ran’s hands trailing underneath your shirt and grazing the underside of your breasts you inadvertently mewled beneath him as his lips found yours once more.

Rin still watched, unmoved the sound of his chair scraping against the tile gaining the pointed gaze of both you and Ran. Swallowing the lump that had formed in your throat, you stared embarrassed almost forgetting that Rin was in the room altogether.

“I’ll leave you to this.” Rin muffled as he headed towards the door. “You let me know what you want to do.”

Opening the door to the entrance of the penthouse he stepped out nonplussed about leaving so abruptly. The door clicked shut and you stared behind Rin only momentarily before your eyes went back to Ran who had never even bothered to take his eyes off of you.

His gaze honed down onto you, fingers idly swiping at the dampness along your cheeks that was almost dry from your crying earlier. He seemed to be in deep thought, possibly going over the events from the last day.

Snapping him out of his stupor, you leaned into his arms finding their place around his waist just to enjoy his warmth.

“Ran...” as if you could push yourself closer to him you held onto him tighter. “I-”

“Shh.” Ran shushed you, kissing the top of your head softly. “Let me take care of it. All of it.”

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“Oh, you’re lucky they don’t lodge a formal complaint. The last thing we need is for one of our largest donors to pull out of the pot.” Keishin folded his hands tightly together resting them on his desk.

Kenji stood on the opposite side of his desk jaw clenching tightly in aggravation. Haitani did in fact contact the Chief of Police about the little incident that occurred last week down at the precinct.

“He wants me to fire you for that shit you pulled.” Keishin stood up shaking his head in discontent before throwing both hands up in the air. “What would possess you to throw his damn wife in a holding cell? She couldn’t have caused you that much harm. What was the issue anyway?”

Wife. Kenji scoffed attempting to bury his own frustrations. Y/N was not his fucking wife. Somehow Haitani had managed to manipulate her after just one introduction from Suzu. Fucking Suzu.

“She came down to identify a body of a close friend of hers. She went ballistic afterward, I had to do something.” Kenshin sucked the back of his teeth fingers idly scraping at the nape of his neck.

Keishin sat back down running a hand over his face clearly just done with the whole situation.

“Are you going to fire me or not?” Kenji asked, the annoyance very clear on his face.

“You’re not fired, but this is your only warning.” Keishin’s hard gaze became serious, all annoyance going out of the window. “Stay the hell away from his wife, we need all of the money we can get to at least try to fix this police station.”

Stay crooked Keishin.

“Right, you got it, sir.”

Kenji excused himself from Mr. Himura’s office, leaving the precinct to go take care of more pressing matters. He was seething. Nothing had gotten under his skin like this in a long while. Not only was y/n digging into her brother’s suicide, she somehow obtained records that were sealed. This was starting to get messy. What sense did it make for her to go back looking into that when she’d gotten the closure beforehand?

You were his. You were so close to being his all over again. So sweet and pliable, and now thanks to Suzu everything has gone downhill.

“Suzu, you bitch. Dying didn’t even stop any of the problems you ‘caused, now I have to clean up your mess.”

He had to find a way to get you out of Haitani’s reach. You were only a plaything, you had to be. Haitani has no real reason for keeping you around, other than just to spite him.

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“There have been some issues with Shen as late, we can’t depend on him as a distributor anymore. Not until we figure out what his issue is.” Sanzu sat across from Mikey in his usual seat in the conference room. “We’re basically cut off, and need to find someone else to supply us.”

Mikey hummed indifferently as he continued to spin himself in circles in his chair. Clearly, his mind was elsewhere.

“What do we know about that?” Mikey asked. He pressed his feet onto the floor beneath him to stop the spinning of his chair.

Hanma frowned slightly running a hand through his hair in frustration.

“Suzu may have been feeding Oh info.”He shot Mikey a glance leaning back against his seat. “I knew she was the whole time, I told her we were planning on killing Shen. I’m pretty sure it got back to him.”

The whole table was silent, Mikey staring blankly at Hanma. His face was still unreadable.

“What a shocker, a whore not being blue to keep her mouth shut,” Rin uttered from the other side of the table. “Hanma, you and your pillow talk.”

“We knew that there was a leak on the inside, guess we found it,” Sanzu said, eyes bright with mirth. “And who would have guessed it was Hanma’s bottom bitch.”

Mikey canted his head in curiously, leaning across the table towards Hanma. “You took care of that right?”

Hanma nodded, his face still purple and bruised from the beating that Ran had given him the other day. “Yeah.”

Mikey clapped his hands together one time and returned to his reclined position in his seat. “Finally, Hanma being useful.”

Ran listened to the conversation in silence there was one answer to a question that had been at the back of his head. But y/n most definitely didn’t need to know the details. Suzu was dead, telling her the truth wasn’t going to bring her back.

“How did she go?” Sanzu asked curiously, a widening grin slipping across his face. “Probably laced coke, that would have been the easiest.”

Hanma simply returned Sanzu’s facial expression, both had an unfiltered fascination on their faces as if this was the most interesting conversation in the world.

“Well, that makes sense. I guess this is the center of our Shuroi Ryu problem.” Mikey laughed quietly under his breath, standing up to stretch both arms over his head. “I’m certain there will be some shit that pops off soon. Just be vigilant”

Everyone in the room turned towards Mikey, eyebrows raising in confusion at hearing him use such a big word.

“Keep your ears open, and let me know if you hear anything on the streets.” Mikey turned to leave the conference room, with Sanzu following him out of the meeting room.

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Two months. Two months of Ran demanding that you don’t leave the penthouse without him. There were times you were allowed to leave with Hideo, the driver. But even then, that was just for Hideo to escort you to wherever Ran may have been.

Bonten headquarters. A restaurant downtown, strictly to have dinner with Ran. A short visit to a small boutique to pick up something he had custom-made just for you, or his monthly visit to the high-end salon where he got his hair dyed and trimmed.

You didn’t blame him. He didn’t want you to get into any more trouble, but you were becoming impatient. There was no more talk of Suzu, nor were there any updates on Kenji or your brother’s case. Ran said he’d take care of it. You believed him, but you wanted to know something, anything. You were going stir-crazy while you were alone during the day, he didn’t even want you going back to your own office.

What in the hell were you supposed to do? Tonight, you’d bring it up. You needed an answer, you needed something. Ran did say he’d be home early tonight. It was already eight o’clock and his dinner was getting cold. Luckily, you’d already put his meal into one of the meal prep containers he kept in one of the cabinets and set it aside on the counter as you began to clean up.

There was no telling when that man would be back. Shrugging in indifference you put his dinner into the microwave, intending to leave it there while you went to go shower before bed getting ready for bed.

Wrapping yourself in your own robe, you stepped out of the master bathroom to the sound of your cellphone chiming with an incoming text message. Sitting on the edge of the bed, you viewed the incoming text message in silence.

Kenji [8:46 PM]: Come talk to me. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.

You stared at the message blankly, already knowing that even thinking of meeting with Kenji was a terrible idea. It had been over two months since that incident down at the police station. Why was he reaching out all of a sudden?

If Ran knew that you were still humoring conversation with Kenji he’d be pissed. Against your better judgment, you responded with a message hoping that he would get the hint.

You [8:51 PM]: You’ve had three years to tell me what you knew, please don’t contact me again Kenji.

Locking the phone, you threw it behind you on the mattress determined to ignore any additional messages that may be sent from him. Pulling both legs up from the floor and onto the mattress, you began to secure the sash around your robe rearing back in surprise as the room door opened.

Ran stepped into the bedroom pulling off his suit jacket before throwing it on the edge of the mattress. Sighing in relief, you turned towards him offering him a faint smile before inching closer to the edge of the mattress.

“I didn’t think you’d be home tonight,” you said, watching him as he continued to strip down to nothing but his boxer briefs.

“I said I’d be here.” he hummed, gathering all of his articles of clothing to throw them into the hamper in the corner.

When he returned, he climbed on top of the mattress wading along the comforter until he was in between your legs. Leaning forward, he buried his face into the column of your neck to start his nightly ritual all over again.

Ran seemingly loved to indulge in you. Every chance he got he was on top of you, hands roaming over your curves before burying himself inside of you. You didn’t mind the attention; it was one of the things you looked forward to after being alone all day.

He was drunk. Or at least slightly intoxicated. You could smell the faint traces of alcohol on his breath, the bitter odor causing your nose to wrinkle in disgust. Even though he’d discarded his clothes, you could still smell cigar smoke and whatever else in his hair and on his breath.

Whining in a complaint, you pulled away from his lips that nipped along your collarbone to remind him of his dinner. He probably needed to eat something anyway.

“Your dinner is in the microwave, aren’t you going to eat?” Ran huffed in annoyance, fingers hastily pulling at the satin tie about your waist so that your robe fell apart.

“Dessert first.” he purred, briskly pushing the hem of your robe over your hips.

He wasted no time shuffling down your thighs using both hands to pry your thighs wide open for him.

“Ran wait-” you complained, startled at the unsuppressed aggression.

He paused, eyes glinting with confusion and then seriousness. Holding his position steady, he kissed over your inner thigh before pulling away and sitting up on the edge of the mattress.

“Go ahead.” turning to swing his legs over the edge of the mattress, he stood sauntering across the room to enter his walk-in closet.

Sitting upright, you fixed your robe watching him disappear into the closet. You could hear him shuffling around inside, probably grabbing a towel or something for a shower.

“Have you heard updates about Suzu?” you asked, you still wanted to know what happened to her.

Ran called out from the closet before emerging naked while simultaneously draping a towel around his slim waist.

“Her case is still being investigated, sweetheart,” he said, the words slipping off of that silver tongue of his effortlessly. Crossing the room to reach you, he leaned forward pressing a kiss on your forehead.

“Gonna’ go shower. Heat up my dinner, will you?” he left you sitting on the bed as he walked away disappearing into the bathroom.

You sat on the bed for a moment or two before the sound of the shower running broke your concentration. So, no new updates. Unwillingly, you got up to do what he asked walking into the kitchen to reheat the meal you had prepared for him earlier in the night.

Mulling over the events that had happened over the course of the past six months, you contemplated on what you could possibly do next. Kenji was still reaching out to you and he could possibly have the answers you were looking for... but he could also be lying out of his ass.

There was no way in hell you would be able to talk to him with Ran so adamant about staying away from him. If Suzu had any answers, those died along with her a while ago.

Ran finished his shower, stepping back into his bedroom and putting on a pair of sweats to shield him from the cool air of the penthouse. Taking his towel through his now damp hair, he began to dry it listening to the faint sounds of you shuffling around in the kitchen.

The sound of muffled buzzing caught his undivided attention drawing him towards the center of the king-sized mattress.

Standing over the bed, the faint glow of a display wrapped in the comforter now had his full attention. Both of those finely arched brows of his shot up in peaked curiosity. It was your phone; you still had that damn phone and Kenji Oh’s name was plastered on the screen from an incoming call. Humming in discontent, Ran held the phone in hand waiting for the call to drop.

“He’s still reaching out?” Ran sighed, turning the phone over to remove the battery along with the SIM card. He intended to destroy the damned thing; he’d buy you another one tomorrow.

Snapping the sim card in two and throwing it down the toilet was one thing, breaking the slim phone in half was another. There wasn’t an excuse good enough for him that you needed to hang onto that phone, it was garbage.

Sitting Ran’s dinner down on his dining room table, the sound of his bare feet padding against the wooden floors brought you out of your own muddled thoughts. You jolted in a panic when your phone, now destroyed was dropped onto the table beside you. He strolled past you in such a casual manner sitting in front of his dinner and began to eat as if nothing had happened.

Your eyes danced from your distorted cellular device; which was nothing more than a twisted block of aluminum and then back to Ran unsure of how to react. That phone had all of your information in it. Your client’s information and what family you had left.

Wordlessly, you continued to gawk at the hunk of metal before turning to Ran. You wanted to make a fuss. You were concocting a plan but that just literally went up in flames before you.

“Ran, that-” you stuttered, eyes wide in disbelief. “My whole life was on that phone! My work, my clients, e-everything!”

Ran was clearly unbothered. He merely looked up from his plate and shrugged.

“It’s just a phone, sweetheart. I’ll get you another one tomorrow.” He mumbled, shoveling another fork full of his dinner into his mouth and humming in approval.

You were at a loss of words, panic lodged in the back of your throat. What were you going to do now? How were you supposed to find out the answers that you wanted? Ran clearly was in no rush to get them for you.

“Oh, still reaching out to you it seems huh?” Ran cleared his plate, throwing a long arm over the back of his chair.

Your eyebrows creased in frustration as you retorted, picking up the now useless piece of metal.

“He’s reaching out but-“

Ran interrupted you, his eyes reflecting the severity of his words.

“You know this to keep you safe, right?” He clicked his tongue pushing his damp hair out of his face. “You’re too damn naïve. You have no regard for your own safety. Just think about all of this for a minute.”

You knew he was right. You both knew he was nothing but. But the feeling of dread that had seemingly overcome you was threatening to swallow you whole. Without thinking you turned your back to him while trying to hold back the mess of tears that were threatening to fall free from their confines. You didn’t want him to see you crying over something that could easily have been remedied. You were pissed.

“You think you know what’s going on y/n… but there's a lot of shit that you have no idea about.” Ran picked up his plate and moved into the kitchen to put it down in the deep sink.

Your eyes were on his back again watching him quietly as he washed his dish, you assumed. The silence creeping over the kitchen makes you nervous. You were thinking, you were hearing everything that was said, but you still needed answers.

“Ran, I understand that bu-“

The shrill echo of broken glass cut you short, your attention focused on Ran’s tattooed back as he leaned in hunched over the counter. He was tense, and whatever he broke was still down in the sink itself.

“Just do what I told you to do until we figure this out.” The words were gritted out, his body language rigid and both hands gripping the edge of the counter.

His voice was low, filled with indignation. Afraid to irk him any further, you dropped the broken cellular device on the table and retreated back to the bedroom before clambering back into bed. You assumed that Ran just needed to sober up, so you gave him some time and waited for him in bed.

You were long gone in a deep sleep when he found himself underneath the blankets, drawing an arm around your waist as you slept.

He pulled you closer into his hold, watching as you shifted lightly exhaling a small sigh of contentment. The action didn’t wake you; you were still snoring softly shuffling every now and again as the pads of his fingers danced across your skin.

“Baby,” Ran mumbled, pulling the fabric of your robe away to expose your shoulder. Kissing over the back of your shoulder his hand slipped between the plush of your thighs prodding at your bare cunt.

You shifted again, groaning at the action still shackled by the depths of your content slumber.

Ran inched closer, abdomen pressed firmly against your back while the hand between your thighs shifted to grasp the back of your thigh, lifting the limb before shoving his knee between. He watched you again, your lips parting as he skimmed his middle and index fingers across the heat of your pussy, teasing the slick entrance.

“Baby…” he tried again, flexing his hips against your backside as he eased a finger inside of you. You were drenched and completely unaware as his middle finger slid in with little to no resistance.

That got a hushed mewl from you, hips shifting into the friction as if you were begging for more. But the gesture stopped almost as soon as it started as you remained slack face nuzzling further into the comfort of your pillow.

“Come on pretty girl, wake up.” Ran said, shifting from behind you so that he rested between the apex of your thighs. Resting your calf over his shoulder he inched his face closer to your cunt, index and thumb spreading the plump lips of your glistening pussy.

Licking a flat stripe along your folds, his mouth latched onto your clit eliciting a startled whine high-pitched and needy. That slightly aggressive friction from his lips suctioning over that sensitive bud awakened you from your slumber abruptly, your thighs immediately clasping tight around his ears.

“Ah!” you keened in surprise, back arching up and off of the mattress as your eyes snapped open in confusion.

Groggy and on the verge of an orgasm, you peered between your legs to lock eyes with shinning wisteria veiled orbs that seemed as if they were glowing in the darkness of the bedroom.

“R-Ran.” you whimpered pathetically only able to fumble out a slew of curses as the wet friction from his tongue sent your nerves into a frenzy.

“She’s awake.” Ran purrs in between swipes of his tongue, the vibrations from the timbre of his sweet voice causing your thighs to shake uncontrollably.

“Ah, please...” your words were still heavily laced with sleep, shifting your hips forward to meet the heavy strokes of his tongue. You were desperately and failing to try to chase after the climax that was

so close yet so far away. You felt like you were going to explode. “Close...M-make me cum.”

Ran pulled back hesitantly ceasing all friction against that sensitive button, wiping at the corners of your mouth that were now slick with your arousal with the back of his palm.

Ignoring your complaints of being left high and dry, so close to an orgasm that you could practically taste it on the tip of your tongue. He patted the inside of your thigh urging you to turn over.

“On your stomach,” he ordered.

His words didn’t register immediately, you were still blinking away the haze of sleep until your eyes landed on the obvious bulge from his length resting along his thigh.

His lips were now upturned into a rather facetious grin while pulling the band of his sweats down so that his dick sprung free.

Your eyes widened in unabashed admiration as you watched him grab the base of his cock pumping lightly an opaque sliver of pre dribbling over and down the side of the ruddy tip. Leaning back on his haunches he groaned in anticipation, mumbling under his breath. “Come on, don’t make me tell you twice.”

Nodding slowly, you did as he said turning over so that you were on all fours. You could feel his hand slipping underneath the silk robe you were still wearing, palm flat and piloting your upper half down until your chest was flat against the mattress.

You shuddered at the feel of his cool fingertips traveling askew so that they were at rest at the plush of each of your thighs, the feel of his prodding at your slick hole causing you to gasp in surprise.

At this angle, he felt big. Bigger than usual and you were having second thoughts.

Sucking in a deep breath, your body tensed as you felt the fat tip of him pushing into the well of your warmth with a good bit of resistance on your side. It wasn’t too painful but you could tell that Ran thought otherwise when he paused his venture hovering over you.

“Are you okay?” the words were ground out, his breath coming out in short pants. He wanted to force his way inside and you were tempted to let him. “Just relax.”

His hand smoothed over your back as he spoke and you simply nodded resting a cheek on the back of your palm.

In another stroke, he was buried within you pushing past any resistance your body was giving him. He was nestled so deep inside of your guts, that you could have sworn that you felt him nestled against your cervix.

Ran hissed in appreciation both of his hands now gripping at the curve of your hips, allowing you to shift and adjust to the feel of him.

“How are you doing?” he asked, his fingertips squeezing your hips affectionately.

You were still holding your breath, lips parted as you learned further into the back of your hand. You felt incredibly full, the throb at your core coming back tenfold.

“M-more please.” you quivered, near in desperation as he began to rut into you almost as if to hollow you out.

And who was he to deny you what you were so eager for? His movements were slow and controlled as he pulled his hips back, slowly slipping back into your warmth.

The pair of you were now coated in a thin film of perspiration, the ragged sounds of Ran’s breath hovering beneath your ear as he leaned over you, leaning his torso to push you further into the mattress. With every push and drag of his hips, you could feel every vein and ridge gliding along the cushion of your soft insides.

You whimpered after he hit a particularly deep spot within you, a gush of air shooting from your lungs in a hurry as you whimpered underneath him.

“N-no,” you were whining underneath the slow and steady assault the loud smack of his balls against your ass making you blush in embarrassment.

“No?” Ran questioned, pushing himself deeper inside of you ushering yet another helpless whine.

He drove into you over and over, the thick of his cock nudging against your cervix at every push and pull. It was painful at first but with every stroke of his hips delicious friction, your cunt began to pulse in need of his touch.

Your mouth fell open in a silent moan, drool leaking from the corners of your mouth over the back of your palm and into a sodden puddle against the sheets underneath.

You decided against speaking any further, settling for the soft groans of pleasure that came with all the work that Ran was putting in behind you.

He was close, you could tell by the way he almost painfully gripped your hips surely to leave bruises in the morning. His abs were taut against your lower back motions becoming more erratic as his hips smacked against your ass.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pulling himself upright only to dig further into your slick once he had a firmer grip on your hips. “You feel so fucking good baby, I’m almost there.”

He only got a gurgled response in return your walls convulsing around his girth as if attempting to pull him further inside. He groaned again, hips stammering to an abrupt stop as ropes of his release fill you in aggressive spurts.

The feel of his warmth filling your insides triggered your own release, your legs suddenly unable to support your own weight. Crying out in delight you fell flat on your belly, swallowing down gulps of fresh air to clear the shroud of arousal that had befallen your eyes.

Ran collapsed almost simultaneously, drawing a tight forearm around your waist to pull you flat again his abdomen. His grip was vice-like, his heavy breathing filling the cool air while he snuggled further into you his erection softening inside of you.

“My baby,” he mumbled the words, obviously exhausted but reaching out to pull a blanket over the two of you. “Get some sleep.”

Maybe he was hoping that you weren’t upset with him after the slight altercation from earlier. Your mind on the other hand was fuzz. You were still caught up in the arousal-induced delirium that you’d barely registered his own words.

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Ran did as he said he would. The next day, the pair of you left the penthouse and he bought you a brand-new phone. It was the newest iPhone, and he seemed more interested in the features than you were.

Holding out the phone in front of you, he went over a few of the features excitedly as you walked arm and arm from the store. You half-smiled at him, just relieved that you were able to retrieve your contact list from the one that was destroyed.

Things were okay, you were having a semi-decent day and on top of that, you were able to spend some time with the maniac beside you. After leaving the apple store, Ran insisted that the two of you go out for lunch. Little did you know it was a small get-together that he and some of the other executives had planned.

If you had known you would have most definitely declined more inclined to not be around any of his “coworkers”. Sitting in the back of the black town car, you were going through your purse while Ran still happened to be fiddling with your new iPhone.

For all, you knew he was turning on the location so that he could track you at all times.

Canting your head off to the side you picked up a small blue plastic case from your bag. You stared at it as if you’d never seen the item in your whole life. But you had seen it before, it had just been a long while... months even since you had touched the thing.

Your throat went dry as you continued to look at it, casually opening the case to reveal months and months worth of your birth control pills that hadn’t been touched. Closing the case, you pushed it back into the bottom of your bag sitting stiffly beside Ran who was still busy utilizing your cellphone.

A sense of dread had overcome you, that’s for sure. Nausea settled in the pit of your stomach upon the dawning realization that... you hadn’t touched any birth control for almost 6 months? Maybe longer. Taking a deep breath, you bit the side of your cheek before eyeing Ran out the corner of your eye.

“Hideo, stop by the convenience store before heading over to the headquarters building. I need to get cigarettes.”

Your nausea intensified at the mention of cigarettes and nervously you intervened resting a hand on Ran’s thigh.

“Don’t get cigarettes please,” you whined, and he simply laughed handing you your phone back.

“They’re not for me,” he added, looping an arm around your shoulders.

Following Ran inside of the small convenience store, you watched him as he slinked off shooting you a quick gander. “Stay close hm?”

You nodded as he stalked off walking down the isles until you came across a pregnancy test glancing around before you even thought to pick it up. Reading over the instructions, you began to feel even more ill. This was incredibly nerve-wracking, and there was no way you wanted Ran to even think that there was a possibility of you being pregnant.

Raising the alarm would cause more stress than anything else. Plus, you hadn’t been feeling bad or anything, and you haven’t gained any weight. Maybe you were being dramatic? Taking a test just to be sure wouldn’t hurt anyone.

“Let's go.”

Ran’s voice behind you startled you out of your own thoughts, with you shoving the pregnancy test into your purse and turning around to face him. Nervously, you began to walk towards the cash register with him behind you.

“Did you need anything?” he asked, throwing his arm around your shoulders as he so often did.

Laughing nervously, you shook your head hastily.

“No, I’m fine. We can go.”

Shrugging, Ran began to walk towards the exit with you following behind him. Opening the door for you, you slid in nerves absolutely fried from having almost been caught with a pregnancy test and openly stealing from a convenience store.

Your face burned the heat of your shame and embarrassment likely getting the best of you. You couldn't believe you actually just shoplifted from a damn store. If you were caught, you would have never lived any of that down.

“I have a meeting to go to, you’re going to tag along today.” Ran mentioned off-handedly.

Clutching your purse tightly against your side you nervously tried to suggest that he leave you at home.

“Can I just... go back home? I’ll just be in the way...”

Ran shook his head, eyes narrowing slightly as he looked you over. You were dressed in one of those pencil skirts that you seemed to like so much and a cute floral off-the-shoulder top. Your hair was slicked up into a tight ponytail, curls flying haphazardly down your back. You were a sight to see. You looked casual enough, but just so no one would get the wrong idea Ran took off his suit jacket.

“Here wear this.” he insisted, eying the black stilettos you were wearing. Maybe he should have left you at home.

“Ran,” you complained about it, but you took his jacket from him resting it over your lap. “You can take me home; I don’t have to be there.”

He considered it for a moment, before shaking his head.

“Mm... we’re already late.”

#tokyo revengers smut #ran haitani smut #the hills

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positivitypeeps · 2 years

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Casting the Dub of Fruits Basket: Another Because I Want It To Get Animated So Badly, Guys

SAWA MITOMA - Kylie McNeill

OTHER ROLES: Suzu Naito (Belle)

HAJIME SOHMA (Kyo & Tohru's Son) - Matt Shipman

OTHER ROLES: Reki Kyan (SK8 the Infinity), Floch Forster (Attack on Titan), Sen Kaibara & Inasa Yoarashi (My Hero Academia), Chrome (Dr. Stone)

Sorry to whoever played him in the last episode of Fruits Basket, cause I'm completely disregarding that.

MUTSUKI SOHMA (Yuki & Machi's Son) - Austin Tindle

OTHER ROLES: Neito Monoma (My Hero Academia), Marco Bodt (Attack on Titan), Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom), Ken Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul)

KINU SOHMA (Hatori & Mayu's Daughter) - Carrie Keranen

OTHER ROLES: Mami Tomoe (Madoka Magica), Satsuki Kiryuin (Kill la Kill), Ichiyou Higuchi (Bungo Stray Dogs)

RIKU SOHMA (Haru & Rin's Son) - Zeno Robinson

OTHER ROLES: Hawks/Keigo Takami (My Hero Academia), Onyankopon (Attack on Titan), Taiga Kagami (Kuroko's Basketball), Cyborg/Victor Stone (Young Justice)

SORA SOHMA (Haru & Rin's Daughter) - Erica Lindbeck

OTHER ROLES: Kaori Miyazono (Your Lie in April), Naruko Anjo (Anohana), Akiko Yosano (Bungo Stray Dogs)

HIBIKA SOHMA (Ayame & Mine's Daughter) - Cherami Leigh

OTHER ROLES: Lucy Heartfilia (Fairy Tail), Asuna Yuki (Sword Art Online), Patti Thompson (Soul Eater), Suzuha Amane (Steins;Gate)

CHIZURU SOHMA (Ayame & Mine's Son) - Laura Stahl

OTHER ROLES: Ray (The Promised Neverland), Tao Ren (Shaman King 2021)

SHIKI SOHMA (Akito & Sigure's Son) - Jeannie Tirado

OTHER ROLES: Norman (The Promised Neverland), Carole Stanley (Carole & Tuesday), Endorsi Jahad (Tower of God)

MINA SOHMA (Momiji's Daughter) - Emily Neves

OTHER ROLES: Eri (My Hero Academia), Kanade "Angel" Tachibana (Angel Beats)

MICHI MANABE (Kakeru's Daughter) - Erica Mendez

OTHER ROLES: Gon Freeces (Hunter x Hunter), Emma (The Promised Neverland), Retsuko (Aggretsuko), Tsubaki Sawabe (Your Lie in April), Raphtalia (The Rising of the Shield Hero)

RIO MOSCA (Hanajima's Son) - Caitlin Glass

I could only upload 10 images max, damn

OTHER ROLES: Machi Kuragi (Fruits Basket), Damian Desmond (Spy x Family), Winry Rockbell (Fullmetal Alchemist), Mina Ashido (My Hero Academia), Haruhi Fujioka (Ouran High School Host Club)

Thought it would be funny since Caitlin would probably also direct this series (she directed the 2019 dub), plus she does a good young boy voice that is unrecognizable.

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starlight-girl-is-happy · 3 years

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I adored this movie! In This Corner of The World is a must watch. 🥺💕

#starlightart #in this corner of the world #suzu urano #rin shiraki #lin shiraki #suzu x rin #in this corner of the world fanart #anime movie #anime redraw #anime girl #anime movie fanart #digital art #in this corner of the world manga #anime aesthetic #anime fanart

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lizzisimss · 3 years

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Teens of the Fashion District Part 5 CC List:

Youtube Video: https://youtu.be/HwIPO88aJaI

Instagram post: https://www.instagram.com/p/CPyNbx7DaDl/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Skin/Body: miiko - mae-body-preset, [ajduckie] Honey Skinblend, huniebun - reindeer set pt 1 (dasher), ANGISSI_FEMALE_LIPSPRESET_N1-12, heihu-niunai_cleavageoverlay_mouthcrease, nesurii_lightitup-highlight, StretchSkeleton_au_EyePreset_Blackberry, Pralinesims - UltimateEyebrowCollection_MaxisMatch (N13 Rin), PYXIS - ToTheBone_Nosemasks, PS - Eyes_N157, NolanSims - BeautyMarksSet_Freckles

Makeup/Accessories: [ d r e a m g i r l ] 3 D_l a s h e s_V5, Pralinesims_Nails_Female_N27_SugarMilk, Pralinesims - UltimateEyelinerCollection (N18 Elysium, N81 Norah Lashes, N89 Moira, N91 Dream), GPME - Nose Blush, Pralinesims - UltimateEarringCollection (GoodTime, Moondance, UMOX L, Valentine, Venus), jwofles - emmy-pearl-hoops, vibrantpixels - brokenheartearrings, [Kijiko] - eyelash_version2, Pralinesims - UltimateLipstickCollection (N141 Camille, N197 Frosting, N198 Raspberry), [crypticsim] - carli bybel eyeshadow, [crypticsim] - catwalk eyeshadow, [crypticsim] - stormi eyeshadow, [crypticsim] - sunset eyeshadow, PS - BlushN29, RemusSirion - eyeliner_32, RemusSirion - eyeshadow_72-Ternata, RemusSirion - Lipstick_244-Mediator, RemusSirion - Lipstick_247-Nodosum

Everyday Outfit: AHarris00Britney - Bia Braids, [RIMINGs] JENNIE School Look, [IDAVALLEN] - WILLOW TIGHTS SET, CLUMSYALIEN [REN SOCKS], Madlen Suzu Boots

Formal Outfit: xxBlackSims - Monah Hair, [RIMINGS] Prited Puff sleeve Dress, Madlen Arles Shoes

Sports Outfit: okuree - Cleo Hair, NitroPanic Brochop Top, TS4_plbsims_AF_Seulgi_Shorts, Madlen Beline Shoes

Sleep Outfit: AHarris00Britney - Bia Braids, CLUMSYALIEN [SONIA CARDIGAN], EBleggingsVS

Party Outfit: lilasims - Kalani Hair, Dissia – Yasmin Dress, Darte77 – Biker Jacker Acc, astya96 - shoes_embrace_venus_princess_non_slider_remaster

Swimwear Outfit: AHarris00Britney - Bia Braids, [Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla] Buckle Straps Bikini, MarigoldFShoesChunkySandal, Pralinesims - UltimateGlassesCollection (VOXE)

Warm Weather Outfit: AHarris00Britney - Bia Braids, MarigoldFBodyABPleatsMiniDressWithBelt, deelitefulsimmer_mmsims - af_basic_slip-ons

Cold Weather Outfit: AHarris00Britney - Bia Braids, [amelylina] - Welma jacket, Simpliciaty_RebeccaSkirt, Aladdin x Aretha - Fishnet Tights, [amelylina] - Scooby boots, NucrestsyuHatPiscesBeanieLifted

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innovativestruggles · 4 years

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Tag Time - Anime Edition

Yeah alright, I saw this and I couldn’t ignore it.

I altered some sentences as some of the original questions were a bit weird... ^^”

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1. Last anime you watched?

Gleipnir - good anime in a weirdly twisted yet fucked up way...

2. Last anime you binged watched?

Gleipnir

3. Recommend an anime and state your reason?

ReLIFE

Because if I could back to high school, the amount of shenanigans I would get up to LOL But this anime has a mixture of wholesomeness, seriousness and comedy. I recommend if you are a young adult looking for some fun humour and romance!

4. Anime you have not finished watching yet?

Which of the 50 ones are you referring to?

5. An anime you do NOT recommend and state your reason?

SHIMONETA: A Boring World Where the Concept of Dirty Jokes Doesn’t Exist

I honestly found this boring...it’s a bit too over the top for me. I mean I get the crude jokes/humour but it was too in your face loud. I can’t explain it. But it may appeal to others who enjoy crazy enthusiastic characters who are very loud.

6. List your top 5 favourite anime?

In no particular order;

1. Naruto 2. My Hero Academia 3. Balance Unlimited 4. Haikyuu 5. Ghost Hunt

7. Of your top 5 anime, list 2 of your favourite ships (spell out their name) from each show?

1. Naruto - Uchiha Obito x Nohara Rin (my forever OTP <3) - Yahiko x Konan

2. My Hero Academia - Todoroki Shoto x Yaoyarozu Momo - Monoma Neito x Kendo Itsuka

3. Balance Unlimited - Daisuke Kambe x Suzue Kambe (if they are NOT related. Still awaiting anime confirmation. Otherwise I ship them in the novel!) - I don’t know enough characters yet to make a second ship choice

4. Haikyuu - Tsukishima Kei x Yachi Hitoka (my 2nd OTP <3) - Daichi Sawamura x Michimiya Yui

5. Ghost Hunt - Naru (Oliver Davis) x Taniyama Mai - Koujo Lin x Mori Madoka

8. Of your top 5 anime, list 1 ship that you do not like?

1. Naruto - Uchiha Obito x Hatake Kakashi (grr!!)

2. My Hero Academia Bakugo Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku (sorry I do not condone abusive relationships)

3. Balance Unlimited - Daisuke Kambe x Haru Kato (mainly because they have zero chemistry and their relationship so far is unhealthy. This may change of course but I am writing this in the here and now)

4. Haikyuu - Tanaka Ryuosuke x Shimizu Kiyoko (I did not see any chemistry or relationship development between the two. It may have occurred off screen but because I didn’t see it, it felt very forced)

5. Ghost Hunt - Naru (Oliver Davis) x Hara Masako (Just no. I did not like how she blackmailed him to go out on dates with her...)

9. Of your top 5 anime, list 1 crack ship?

1. Naruto - Tobi x Deidara (I LOVE THESE TWO)

2. My Hero Academia Bakugo Katsuki x Utsushimi Camie (these two are so cute!)

3. Balance Unlimited - Anime too short to know of any other characters

4. Haikyuu - Tsukishima Akiteru x Tanaka Saeko

5. Ghost Hunt - None

10. Of your top 5 anime, list your favourite character from each show?

1. Naruto - Uchiha Obito

2. My Hero Academia - Overhaul (Chisaki Kai)

3. Balance Unlimited - Suzue Kambe

4. Haikyuu - Tsukishima Kei

5. Ghost Hunt - Eugene Davis

11. List 3 of your husbando/waifu and what anime they are from?

LOL what a question!

Overhaul (My Hero Academia)

Uchiha Obito (Naruto)

Suzue Kambe (Balance Unlimited)

12. Favourite anime genre?

Horror and romance

13. Weirdest anime you have seen?

Welcome to the NHK

A beautifully weirdass, relatable anime that’s perfect to binge watch! I highly recommend!

14. Subbed or dubbed?

WHO WATCHES DUBBED? (not judging at all... >__>” lolol)

15. Fanart or Fanfic?

Don’t make me choose please.

16. Protagonist or antagonist?

Antagonist. All the fucking way.

17. Funniest anime you have seen?

I know so many though! But Kaguya-sama: Love is War is the most recent one!

18. Saddest anime you have seen?

5 centimetres per second

I watched this on the plane and I bawled my eyes out crying and people were giving me weird looks lmao

19. Anime character you dislike the most?

Haruno Sakura (Naruto) - she is too selfish I can’t stand her...

EDIT:

I change my mind. I absolutely despise Uchiha Sasuke. I dislike him so much he didn’t even come to my mind first. LOL

20. Recommend an anime movie?

Hello World - (FKBU fans, Tomikho Ito directed this!)

P.S the guy is hawt <3

Tag the 1st, 5th, 8th, 10th and 12th person on your notification list. Go to the next person if duplicate.

Okay this makes it easy... @kannra21, @sinemoras09, @iam-the-lord, @narcopharmacist, @barneychester if you want to do it. And anyone else who wants to do this! It was longer than I thought but a lot of fun! teehee!

#alright now to get to my 50+ unfinished anime lmao #i am so bad #and i just started watching a new one #i gotta stop this lol #but this was fun to do #made me realise how much of an otaku i am #yeah sorry not sorry #tag games #anime post

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tsunflowers · 4 years

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most romantic idol anime duets:

individual・jewel (maria/suzu)

alive (ito/otoha)

to the new stage (hibiki/alicia)

perfect・finale (aira/anju)

crazy gonna crazy (louis/shin)

arabian romance (sora/ran)

love game (sumire/rin)

popcorn dreaming♪ (yume/laura)

believe it (karen/mirai)

you x i (ema/maika)

the thing that’s only there (aine/mio)

#probably there are a lot more good ones but I'm distracted listening to aikatsu music now

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precure-stuff · 4 years

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If Aikatsu X Prichan/Pripara happened

Yui and Kirara would get along great

Sara and Tsubasa would be friends

Ajimi would probably have fun with Mirai doing their own thing

Hibiki would challenge Elza

Rin and Suzu dance contest

#Aikatsu #prichan #crossover

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medea10 · 4 years

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My Review of Rinne

(a.k.a. Kyoukai no Rinne)

How did I get into this anime? Let’s just say the creator of this series, I’m a fan of. Rumiko Takahashi is the creator of this series as well as several other well-known anime series including Ranma ½, Urusei Yatsura, Maison Ikkoku, and my personal favorite InuYasha. That alone was reason for me to get heavily interested from the get-go. But because of the time it came out, I had too much on my plate to pick up one more anime, so I put it on the back-burner for a few years. And despite the mediocre score and listless hype over this, I’m still interested to see what Rin-ne is all about.

As a child, Mamiya Sakura has been different from other children. When she was a child, Sakura ended up in the afterworld and returned to the world of the living after a day of wandering around. After that incident, she gained the ability to see ghosts/spirits. Fast-forward to the present where she’s a high school student and meets a Shinigami named Rinne Rokudou. Rinne is a half-human (which is rare in the afterworld) and works as a Shinigami like his parents and grandmother before him. He can be seen by regular humans, but if he wears a special cloak, he becomes invisible to everyone. This makes it easy to put spirits to rest without being seen by humans!

Both Rinne and Sakura are able to see what others cannot and this often helps Rinne when he takes on a mission. Throughout the series, Rinne ends up taking on random spirits every episode with a cute mascot that often helps him (Rokumon), a love rival (Tsubasa Jumonji), a girl who likes him (Ageha), and several other colorful characters in the human and afterworld. Check out the afterlife. Just be sure to bring your checkbook, nothing’s for free!

BETWEEN THE SUB AND THE DUB: Sentai Filmworks is the licensor of this series and by the looks of it, this series has already been released in video formats and has no dub to speak of. So I’m going to assume there will be no dub to this in the future. This is kind of a blessing to me! Because if I’m watching a Rumiko Takahashi series, I would highly prefer hearing the voice actors of Vancouver! That’s right, if this series doesn’t contain Richard Ian Cox, Kelly Sheridan, Brad Swaile, or Brian Drummond, the dub will be scum.

Okay, I admit that’s mean. I grew accustomed to the other Takahashi classics that if this got a dub, I would have flipped if I saw the Texas voice actors on this.

As for the sub…where oh where could Kappei Yamaguchi be? Oh where, oh where could he be? One way or another, we are going to hear him. And we do! BUT, he’s not a main character this time. That honor goes to Kaito Ishikawa. Everything in the last three years has gone to this guy. And who am I to complain? I friggin’ love him in nearly everything he’s in. Yeah, this series does have a lot of familiar voices, including several that have been memorable characters in Takahashi’s other series. Kappei Yamaguchi (who is well known for InuYasha and Ranma) is featured as well as Satsuki Yukino (well known for Kagome on InuYasha) Here’s what you might recognize these folks from.

*Rinne is played by (known for Kiawe on Pokemon SM, Genos on One Punch Man, Mitsuo on Golden Time, Urie on Tokyo Ghoul :re, Sakakibara on Assassination Classroom, and Naofumi on Shield Hero)

*Sakura is played by Marina Inoue (known for Sonia on Pokemon Journeys, Armin on Attack on Titan, Yoko on Gurren Lagann, Jessica on Umineko, Kyouko on Skip Beat, Wataru on Hayate, and Rei on H.O.T.D.)

*Rokumon is played by Hitomi Nabatame (known for Serena’s Mother on Pokemon XY, Yukiji on Hayate, Margery Daw on Shakugan no Shana, Saori on Oreimo, Nanao on Bleach, and Raynare on High School DxD)

FAVORITE CHARACTER: I have a guilty pleasure for Kain’s cat, Suzu. She’s just so care-free that she fucks up at least 98% of the time she’s shown on this show. And I gotta admit that she makes me laugh whenever she’s on the screen.

DISLIKED CHARACTER: You would think I would pick that snot-nosed brat (Shouma) introduced in season two for this list. Or Kain for that matter! Both of these boys annoy the living fuck out of me whenever they’re in an episode. But then Rinne’s father peaks his douchey head in.

Oh wow, horrible parent alert! Sabato Rokudou is Rinne’s father and holy shit what a bloody scumbag. He’s on the same tier as the parents from Hayate the Combat Butler. Yeah, that bad! As we all know, the after-world is a capitalist society and everything has a price. This guy has been stealing his own son’s money since he was a little boy. Add to that, Sabato fills his son with false promises (including meeting his own mother). Even in his current age, Sabato finds ways to steal money from his son when he’s trying to earn means while living in the world of the living. Even putting him in a million yen in debt! And just causing life to be miserable for Rinne whenever he comes by! Tamako, how could you birth such an inconsiderate bastard into being?

Nice to see my prediction from when I wrote my Worst Father’s of Anime list over a year ago came true. Sabato remained a dick-head throughout all three seasons. Amazing! I guess the only nice thing about him is that he’s not going to be in a relationship with Ichigo while she’s still a child.

SHIPPING: So Kyokai no Rinne is following the same protocol as a lot of Rumiko Takahashi’s other animes. So we have the male and female main protagonist that’s going to be the main ship (even though it seems more friend-zoned most of the time). There will be a reoccurring girl character to cause friction between this main ship because she loves the male protagonist. And we have to add several boys after the main female’s heart too.

And just for good measure, let’s add a boy interested in the male lead and a couple of secondary ships that may or may not happen.

Hey, InuYasha and Ranma ½ had the same setup. Rinne is just following suit!

Rinne x Sakura has pretty much setting sail since the end of season two even without a full-on confession from either one of them. Rinne has had feelings for Sakura since season one. Sakura on the other hand, I can’t get a grip on what she wants in terms of a romantic partner. I want to say she’s oblivious to the advances of Jumonji or Ageha’s jealousy, but on the other hand, I feel like Sakura just doesn’t care what happens romantic wise. But the fact that she’s constantly helping Rinne might be a big, fat clue.

Rinne x Ageha is that one-sided ship that you know is never gonna happen (along with Sakura x Jumonji), but it doesn’t stop die-hard shippers from supporting it until their final breaths. I am actually impressed that Ageha doesn’t hold a grudge against Rinne because his father kinda brain-washed Ageha’s sister into giving Sabato money all the time. Several other characters hate Rinne for that alone, yet Ageha is still devoted to loving Rinne.

I do wonder that once Rinne x Sakura are a sure-thing if Jumonji and Ageha are going to hook up.

Rinne x Matsugo was one of the wildest ships I could have imagined. First of all, Matsugo’s debut episode came with a hint of love-hate. But by the end, Matsugo went from hating Rinne over a misunderstanding to going all “Bros before Hoes” on us! After that Matsugo stopped at nothing to get Rinne. Even blowing off the one girl that actually likes this obsessed freak!

Kain x Renge is actually the one ship that doesn’t revolve around Rinne because both Kain and Renge hate Rinne’s guts. Renge likes Kain, but also has to hide some pretty heinous things from him like working for Rinne’s father as a Damashi-shinigami. And as we all know, Kain has a vendetta against Sabato, his family, and anyone affiliated with Damashis due to his own family situation. Kain unfortunately sees Renge as an ally or a friend. He wants her to continue her studies since Kain can’t go to school. Dude ain’t got time for a side-chick! He’s gotta work for a living because his mother gives all their money away to Sabato.

That guy seriously grinds my gears.

RUMIC WORLD EASTER EGGS: Rumiko Takahashi has been around for quite some time and many of her creations have become quite well-known. That’s why when Rinne came in anime form, fans took to the forums to gab about how Ageha is the spitting image of a one-shot villain from InuYasha or that Sakura’s mother has a resemblance of Lum or that Jumonji looks like a modern-day Miroku (minus the perverted charm). Every now and then, we get a special little easter egg shown from Takahashi’s other works. Most notably, Lum shown on the currency and carnival prizes that have a lot of figures from Ranma ½!

My favorite easter egg was of course during a next episode preview where Sabato and Tamako (who are voiced by Kappei Yamaguchi and Satsuki Yukino) end up doing some dialogue that’s…

…You all know what this is…

END OF SEASON ONE: So the final episode, Sakura was able to have something she hasn’t been able to obtain in over 10 years. Three days of peace without having to be bugged by a spirit. As a reminder, Sakura as a child visited the other world and after that experience, she’s been able to see spirits. Tamao gave Sakura some candy to eat so that she would be like every other human around her and not see spirits every waking second.

This couldn’t have come at a worse time for Rinne as he had to take out over 5,000 spirits in the middle of an A-1 run. And because Sakura accidentally opened the barrier containing these spirits, they were trying to come after her. So Rinne had to get rid of all 5,000 (and lose money in the process with special tools). It took three days, but Rinne was able to do that. And because Rinne had his special coat on (where normal humans are unable to see him), Sakura wasn’t able to see him until the candy wore off. Even though Sakura got a whole bag of those candies, she hasn’t used them again.

At the end of the episode, Rinne and Sakura break the fourth wall by announcing that a second season was coming!

SEASON TWO: Oh thank you Jesus, the opening and ending themes aren’t bland bags of genericness like the previous season. Great improvement, especially when you get one of the best singers from Love Live to do the opening theme! Good on you!

Music ranting aside, this season we are introduced to a lot of new characters in the human and spirit world that are going to be seen more often than not. Starting things off, apparently Ageha has a cat employee (much like the relationship between Rinne and Rokumon). Except Ageha and Obero’s relationship is a lot more dysfunctional. Kain also has a cat employee named Suzu. She’s more spazzy compared to Kain’s serious demeanor. Actually, there are several cat characters introduced this series and even a few episodes dedicated to them later on.

One more thing I should mention about this particular season is that we got to see Sakura have a little more growth here. For a while I found her too plain for my taste, but this season we see her become a Shinigami (for a day) and we even get possible love interest with the finale. Now let’s head over to that part.

END OF SEASON TWO: The final two episodes consisted of Rinne being invited to a high school mixer in the Afterworld by a former friend, Matsugo. The thing is Matsugo used to hold a vendetta against Rinne due to a misunderstanding from their childhood. But unlike every other misunderstanding from this series, this one was resolved within an episode or two and Matsugo’s buddies with Rinne again. Actually, Matsugo’s feelings are teetering from childhood friend to full-blown bromance.

How do you get rid of a nuisance who can’t take a hint? Bring Sakura with you to the mixer and have her pretend to be your girlfriend! The big problem here is that Rinne is putting food and money over Sakura. And if you were in Rinne’s shoes, you can see that these two are more important than a girl. Rinne is poor as fuck! If he gets a chance at winning some money or food, absolutely fuck everything else! Unfortunately, Sakura caught wind of all of these ulterior motives and started to question her own relationship with Rinne. And I gotta hand it to Sakura, because if this were an old-school Rumiko Takahashi female protagonist like Akane or Kagome, Rinne would have been destroyed in a matter of seconds. Sakura doesn’t cuss him out or show a resting bitch-face. Actually, she never does! But by the end of this two-parter, Rinne realized that Sakura is pretty important to her, maybe even more than other things.

At the end of the episode, Rinne and Sakura break the fourth wall again by announcing that a third season was coming!

SEASON THREE: Much like the previous season, we’re continuously introduced to new characters that serve some sort of purpose, a new love triangle involving the main or supporting cast, and 2-3 filler stories an episode. However, in the mid-point, we get introduced to 2 new characters that answer some questions that have plagued many of us since the beginning.

You know how nearly every male protagonist of Rumiko Takahashi has a missing mother? Whether it be due to premature demise or she’s a crazy-bitch like in Ranma ½, the mother figure is usually M.I.A. Otome was Rinne’s mother, but she disappeared when he was a baby. Only now, her scythe returns suddenly. Add to that, a mysterious little girl named Ichigo moves into the area (and just like Sakura, she can see spirits).

Long story short, Ichigo is the reincarnation of Otome (Rinne’s mother). I can get over this whole Kikyo/Kagome crap because this is a Rumiko classic. But I just feel ewwie whenever I see Ichigo and Sabato. Thankfully Sabato has no intention of doing anything creepy to Ichigo. He has some standards, so he gets a point with me there. The reason why Otome disappeared was because she wanted to hide her old yearbooks from Sabato, which lead to her being caught up in a stampede of wild animals that lead her to the wheel of reincarnation. And the reason why she was trying to hide these old yearbooks was because she didn’t want Sabato to know the ugly truth.

That she is really two years younger…than her mother-in-law.

Dude…I know Tamako looks extremely young to even be a grandmother…but damn, Otome goes to these lengths to lie about her age.

ENDING: We don’t really get any kind of monumental moment or climax until the very final episode since all of the episodes between Ichigo’s reveal and the finale were mostly just side-stories involving spirits/demons of the day. The final episode had Rinne, Sakura, Renge, and Jumonji taking part of a school festival at Matsugo’s school. But it mostly takes place in a test of courage cave. Apparently this feature is notorious for causing many couples to break up and people can’t turn around otherwise they’re disqualified. But if you make it all the way through, free food! And you know Rinne is not going to turn down a chance to get free food.

But we get another moment much like the end of season two where Rinne has to choose between food and/or money or Sakura. Actually, Rinne ended up choosing Sakura. And unlike a bunch of other pissed off couples, Rinne and Sakura’s relationship (or lack there of) is doing pretty well.

So we end with no love confessions on any front, no happy ending for Rinne in hitting a Shinigami lottery or some crap like that, and no hope in a fourth season.

*sighs*

This was…just an okay anime. I can see why people just think this is okay or mediocre. With me, there were several things that bugged. First of all, I found several things in the anime that felt very inconsistent. Especially when it came to the spirits plaguing the human world! There are some scenes where something out of the ordinary happens and it plays out like you would expect like people freaking out. But then you get these moments where, okay, why are regular humans seeing this? The annoying narrator likes to point out the obvious in literally every episode. Why, didn’t we establish the obvious earlier?

Speaking of the narrator, could you be any more annoying?! How many times are you going to remind us of things in the series? I know there are useful moments with the narrator like when he’s describing all the different items Rinne and other Shinigami use to put a soul to rest. But then there’s this repetitive nature to the narrator where he constantly reminds you of shit you’ve known since episode 1. It’s useful when you want to remind the audience at the beginning of each season, but not every couple of episodes. WE ALL KNOW RINNE CAN’T BE SEEN BY HUMANS IF HE’S WEARING HIS CLOAK! SHUT UP ALREADY!

I’m not sure if the anime covered everything in the manga as I have not picked up the books…yet. I’m sure the manga has gotten a little further with many of these potential ships like Rinne x Sakura to hope that maybe one day we’ll get something from them. I’ve spent a good year and a half trying to grasp at what I really think of Sakura Mamiya. First of all, she’s a huge improvement in the main female role. When you compare her to the other girls from Takahashi’s works like Kagome or Akane (who eat Carnation Instant Bitch every morning), Sakura is quite pleasant.

But then you see Sakura showing no other emotion besides satisfied, meh, and let me put on my surprise face. She hardly ever gets mad. I’m not saying go on a rampage like Kagome when she yells at InuYasha, but for fuck’s sake, tell Rinne off every now and then. Christ-balls, he’s put food and money over you so many times you’ve earned a few yells. And he constantly borrows money from you and you know he’ll never pay you back!

The story is mostly the spirit of the day trope. In later seasons however, we get two or three mini stories an episode dealing with some sort of spirit with no personal growth involving any of the main characters. Rinne gets ahead during the episode, but gets smacked back to where he began and we repeat the same thing in the next episode. So yeah, it got boring when we’re stuck in a slump like that. I even had high hopes in season two when we got that one episode where Sakura was a Shinigami for the day. I thought Sakura was going to evolve a little bit after that, but alas that was not the case. We go right back to the spirit(s) of the day trope!

But I always felt drawn back with several of the colorful characters. I always enjoy Rinne’s grandmother, Tamako. Kain’s cat, Suzu is the silliest thing ever and I love her dearly. Masato will always suck and it’s a joy to watch him fail at everything. And call me a sucker for boys fighting over the girl, but whenever I see Rinne and Jumonji get jealous at each other, I enjoy it. Not on levels like Inuyasha and Koga, but good enough here.

So, I would give it a couple of episodes to make your own decision if you want to drop it or continue watching Rinne.

In the meantime, I’m gonna wait patiently for that InuYasha sequel that’s coming out in October. Thank Arceus Rumiko Takahashi gave us something in 2020.

If you want to check out Rin-ne, all three seasons are available on Crunchyro…

Uh-oh! As of this date and time, Rin-ne is removed (along with 76 other titles) from Crunchyroll’s site. Glad I finished before they got rid of it! Just watch it on HI-DIVE.

Now then! That took a good 18 months to get through. Hopefully the next anime is a lot shorter than that one. What’s next on my Sentai block?

Suffering!

Huh? Does that mean Re:Zero? Or Akame ga Kill?

Nope.

Oh, Made in Abyss! But this looks cute and innocent, how could this possibly be…?! Almost had you all fooled! Looks can be deceiving. Yeah, this anime is gonna hurt.

#Kyoukai no Rinne #rinne #sabato rokudou #sakura mamiya #ageha #kain #renge #rinne rokudou #jumonji tsubasa #anime review #obero #suzu #rokumon

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drgairyuki · 5 years

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Preferred and Not Preferred Ships

Okay, here's the thing about me: I'm honestly never been a shipping person. Sure, even a few years ago when I was start shipping certain characters together of certain fandoms, I am still not that much of a shipping person today. i'm just a guy who goes with a flow of whoever the author the characters pair with. But there are also certain fandoms (which I mean most of them) where I DON'T ship any characters, AT ALL!

That being said, here are the relationships from the fandoms that I do shipped and don't at all. Oh, and if you don't see any other sorts of ships that you see here, it probably meant that I don't really care for that particular ship, even if its officially or not. Now let's begin!

The relationship that I do shipped:

RWBY: Ruby X Weiss (Whiterose), Blake X Yang (although, Ilia can be added in the equation) (Bumblebee) , Ruby X Weiss X Blake X Yang (or any of the three characters really) (Pollination), Coco X Velvet (Crosshare), Raven X Summer (Rosebird), Ruby X Penny (though Weiss can be added in the equation) (Nuts And Bolts), Ruby X Nora (Suger Rush), Ruby X Glynda (Hoodwitch)

Ranma 1/2: Ranma X Akane, Ranma X Akane X Shampoo X Ukyo (or any if the three really), Ukyo X Konastu, Ryoga X Akari

Inuyasha: Inuyasha X Kagome (Inukago), Sesshomaru X Rin (Setsurinn)

NGE: Asuka X Ren X Shinji, Asuka X Ren X Shinji X Kaworu, Asuka X Ren X Shinji X Misato

MHS: Luta X Avira, Cheval X Lilia

Zoids: Van (Bang) X Fiona (Fine), Raven X Reese, Bit X Leena (Rinon), Arashi X Drake

The relationship that I don't shipped:

RWBY: Most of the ships involving either Jaune, Sun, or Neptune (ESPECIALLY Lannister, Black Sun, and Ice Berg)

Ranma 1/2: Ryoga X Akane, Ryoga X Ranma, Ryoga X Ukyo, or ANYTHING INVOVLING THE KUNOS

And here are the Fandoms that I don't EVER do shipping in (PERIOD), which are:

Transformers/Beast Wars, The Railway Series/Thomas The Tank Engine, TUGS, Sam & Max, Walking with Dinosaurs, Prehistoric Park, GTA, Red Vs Blue, Pokémon, Digimon, Monster Hunter, Godzilla, NEEDLESS, Chirin No Suzu

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naoyaslut · 2 years

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The Hills Ch. 7

MDNI - NSFW +18 ONLY

pairings: ran haitani x !femreader x !femreader kenji OC feat: suzu, hanma shuji, mikey, rin, shen ito

warnings: warnings: suicide mention, profanity, light-smut, dubcon elements, soft ran, confused ran, mention of death, mourning, drug mention

a/n: (just some additional info that may or may not be interesting.) Shuroi Ryu: Translated to Black Dragon - Another well-known gang in Roppongi just like Bonten. They are very under the radar and operate in the depths of the black market. Shen Ito - Current head of the Black Dragon gang. Shinjiro L/N - Y/N's older brother. He was found dead in his apartment by Y/N, three years ago. His case was open and closed, it was ruled "death by suicide".

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t@glist: @alice-smutthoughts , @dumbbitchuni-versity, @renxnana, @pulchritxde , @baggymcqueen @tojitsukaisen

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Kenji stood silently in the doorway of the lobby, eyes scanning the room back and forth looking for a familiar head of brown hair. He had his own ways of acquiring information, and it didn’t take long to get Haitani to spit out the name of the institution where Suzu was being housed. It seemed as if he wanted Suzu away from y/n just as much as he did.

He spotted her as soon as she pushed her way through the double doors, still dressed in flannel pajamas with an old robe thrown over it. Tilting his chin up, he pursed his lips together and blew; eliciting a short high-pitched whistle to get her attention.

Her eyes snapped up quickly, in his direction a goofy smile replacing the sullen frown she was wearing. Kenji watched as she followed him into the main hallway, his hand grasping hold of her bicep and pulling her into an empty office.

Shutting the door behind the both of them, Kenji released her crossing both of his arms over his chest as he stared down at her.

“Ken, what are you doing here? How did you know where I was?” she asked, eyes wide with surprise as she looked him over.

She was only met with silence and a blank stare from Kenji, as his jaw tensed in aggravation.

“I told you to stay away from her, didn’t I?” his voice was flat until his irritation nearly caused his voice to crack.

Suzu shook her head from side to side in denial as she tried to explain herself.

“No, wait. I tried to get her away from all of this, that night at the club was a mistake.” latching onto the sleeve of Kenji’s leather jacket she tugged him towards her as the opposite hand grabbed onto the lapels. “I was high, and I let Hanma talk me into drugging her I-I didn’t mean for all of this to happen.”

Kenji grabbed ahold of Suzu’s wrist squeezing hard enough to make her let go of his sleeve and peeled the other hand off of him before leaning down towards her.

“What’s so hard for you to understand, Suzu. Now you’ve got her roped into some stupid Bonten shit.” he dropped her hand sighing in annoyance.

“Ken, I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean for any of this to happen, I’ve told her to stay away from Ran and that it’s not safe.” Suzu pleaded, hands now rubbing over her wrists.

Kenji groaned, scratching at the scruff that was beginning to grow over his jaw.

“I was supposed to retire here soon. I was going to finally ask her to marry me, and that was supposed to be it.” he sighed again, pinning Suzu with a hard glare.

She looked hurt, tearing her eyes away from him as she stared off into a wall.

“Yeah, Suzu. I planned on marrying her, but you knew that. Right?” Kenji began to rub at the nape of his neck walking back and forth in the room. “You have to be sick in the head that you would try to do something to harm her, just so we don’t end up together.”

Suzu’s eyes widened her hands fixing themselves to the lapels of her robe. She pulled it tighter over herself as if she were attempting to make herself smaller.

“K-Ken... I... I honestly didn’t mean it.” Tears were visibly streaming down her face, the sleeves of her robe wiping fervently to clear them away. “I’m really sorry, please don’t be mad at me.”

“Seek help Suzu.” Kenji turned a hand grasping the door handle but was stopped by Suzu latching onto the sleeve of his jacket again.

“Ken w-wait! I know something, maybe you can use it. Just please don’t leave me here, you have to get me out when my three months are up, please.” she tugged on his sleeve a little more aggressive than she did before. “Y/n wants to help me, she said that you would help me too. Please she forgives me, honest. You have to believe that I didn’t want anything to happen to her. I swear!”

Suzu began to talk quickly, her eyes searching the room as if there was someone else listening in on the two of them. Calming down once it got Kenji to stop his attempt at leaving the room.

“Go ahead, talk.”

“Listen, I know that Bonten and Kuroi Ryu and Bonten have been working together for a while, but-but. Hanma hired someone to take out the lead... Shen! His name is Shen, right?!”

Kenji’s facial expression barely budged, he was still giving Suzu the cold shoulder. Pulling his sleeve from her grip again he considered the information she had given him.

“Stay the fuck away from y/n Suzu. If I catch you talking to her again, I’ll lock you up myself.”

Kenji let himself out of the empty room and left Suzu alone with her frustrations.

She couldn’t believe he was acting this way toward her. It seemed like everything was still about y/n, Kenji would never seem to look in her direction.

That... son of a bitch. Fine.

“I’ll make sure she’ll never look for you again, Kenji. Then all you’ll have is me.” Shrugging nonchalantly, she wiped her face free of her tears, very satisfied with her performance.

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“Profit is up at Tantra. We haven’t had any mishaps in a long time, and we got a new group of girls who are coming in soon too.” Hanma leaned back in his chair, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke from his cigar.

The atmosphere of the office was the usual, dimly lit, and the dusk of the sun settling amongst the skies. Everyone who wasn’t on the outside tending to an assigned task was inside of the room, Mikey at the end of the table with one leg kicked up on the edge. His eyes were blank as he studied the Taiyaki in his hand after inspecting it shoving the confection into his mouth.

Sanzu stood nearby, his attention fixated on an assortment of pills he was sorting off into a separate bag. Both Rin and Ran sat on the opposite side, Rin stone-faced and Ran resting both elbows on the tabletop as he scrolled through his messages.

Hanma continued to update Mikey on what he’s been up to with the club he had been given free rein over, Mikey inquiring every now and again on his main interest in the figures it was making.

“We should do well if we open another club, just have to decide who would be a good fit to manage shit over there.” Hanma pushed his glasses back up over the bridge of his nose. “Ran would be a good candidate, he’s a real good people person.”

Ran merely clicked his tongue in acknowledgment, his attention not shifting one bit from the screen of his cellphone.

“How did the meeting with the Chief of Police work out?” Mikey asked shoving the last of his snack into his mouth.

Ran shrugged almost nonchalantly placing the cellular device back in the pocket of his suit jacket.

“It went off without a hitch, they accepted my donation and I was even introduced to a few of their board members.” Ran smirked more to himself than anyone else. “People are really easy to convince after you throw a little money their way.”

Mikey sat up dropping his sandal-clad foot back onto the floor, eyes black as night honing in on Ran.

“So, we shouldn’t have any issues with the upcoming shipment coming in.” Mikey tapped his foot on the floor. “At least for a little while.”

Ran nodded, absolute standing up in his chair adjusting his suit a bit.

“None whatsoever.” Ran assured.

Mikey leaned forward on the table, red bean paste smeared on the corner of his lip and propping his elbow up resting his chin in his palm.

“I’m going to meet Shen, of Kuroi Ryu. Taking Sanzu with me, we have some other shit to discuss regarding his men on the inside of the RPD (Roppongi Police Department).”

Mikey stood, running the sleeve of his hoody across his mouth cleaning the red bean paste away.

“Since Ran is succeeding well enough with getting us in good with the head of the police, I think he should keep at it.” Mikey mentioned this offhandedly, ‘causing Hanma to pipe up from his seat.

“I’m sure it was his cute little side-kick who sealed the deal.” Hanma smiled to himself, eyes rolling up towards the ceiling as he slapped a gloved hand on the table. “Can’t wait to get a taste of that little pussy. These whores are getting dull. Especially Suzu’s crazy ass. Getting a little too bold for my liking.”

Mikey raised a curious brow, watching Hanma and Ran go back and forth. They were really arguing over a woman right now? Whoever she was, she didn’t work for Bonten. So, who was the mystery woman who had agreed to help Ran with the Chief of Police?

Ran laughed out loud running the pad of his thumb over his tongue, and swiping it over one of his eyebrows.

“I know for a fact, she wouldn’t even let you stick your tongue in her asshole.” he barked out another round of laughter, that even got Rin to crack a smile if only briefly.

“It doesn’t matter what she wants.” Hanma huffed, in annoyance sending a glare toward Ran. “When are you breaking her in? I’m tired of waiting.”

“She doesn’t work for you Hanma; she works for me.” Ran pushed away from the table since the meeting had concluded turning towards the exit. Turning back towards Hanma he laughed again. “What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is mine! Remember that.”

“Selfish prick.” Hanma spat the words as Ran left out of the conference room with Rin following on his brother’s tail.

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“Thank you.” you offered your uber driver a smile as you stepped out into the rain, letting up your umbrella to shield yourself from the mist. Pulling the strap of your purse higher up on your shoulder, you continued your slow tread into the cemetery where your brother, Shinjiro was buried in.

Your mind was already foggy and your body aching. You assumed you were coming down with something, perhaps a bad cold as the fall was starting to set in. Running a hand over your forehead, you continued forward ignoring the exhaustion that seemed to fall over you.

Today, September 9th was his birthday, he would have been thirty today. Smiling sadly, you looked over to the small bouquet of Hibiscus flowers held in hand. They were his favorite. He never could give you a reason why, he just insisted he loved the bright colors. This year you brought him a bright orange, hopefully, something that would bring the sun to him on this gloomy day.

Ascending the last few stairs up to your family’s resting plot, you walked into the large space examining the headstone. The area was freshly cut, and there was an old bouquet of old hibiscus flowers that were still lying there from your last visit. It had been a while since you last came, the flowers were dull and lifeless and desperately needed to be exchanged.

Squatting low, you laid your umbrella down on the grass next to Shinjiro’s headstone and busied yourself with changing out the flowers. The rain seemed to pick up as you took your time, drenching your hair and seeping through the grey sweater you wore.

“Here, I brought you these.” Resting the bouquet against the headstone you stared down at it quietly, completely forgetting about the umbrella beside you. The longer you sat, the heavier the rain poured the greying clouds overhead rushing in like a stampede.

“I miss you Shin... a lot. Sometimes I don’t know what I’m doing with myself, I wish you were here though.” you laughed sheepishly, your vision growing fuzzy. You weren’t sure if it was from the rain or your unshed tears. “I really needed you here... I’m being pretty stupid lately.”

Resting a palm on your forehead, you continued to weep tracing a finger over his portrait on the marble headstone.

“Happy Birthday, I love you.”

You didn’t know how long you had been sitting, but the lack of chill from the rain pinging against your head brought you out of your foreign thoughts. Looking above you, the umbrella you had put to the side was shielding you from the rainfall a pair of blue jeans and a leather jacket only visible until it moved aside.

“Come on baby doll, let's get you out of this rain.”

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You knew it was Kenji before your brain tried to make sense of everything. He always showed up at the cemetery when you were visiting your brother’s resting place. Usually, he’d take the trip with you, but since the two of you hadn’t been talking on terms lately you didn’t ask him to come.

You roused from a short nap after crying yourself to sleep you think. Body aching for some strange reason and eyes red and puffy from crying. You felt feverish. A light sheen of sweat covers your entire body. Blinking profusely, you rubbed harshly at your eyes as if to rub the sleep away. Once you opened your eyes, you realized the room was dark, the sun had set a while ago.

The clothes you had been wearing earlier were gone too, a large t-shirt in their place. The room seemed stuffy a little bit too warm for your liking, so you unwrapped yourself from the comforter readjusting your position on the bed.

You were facing a barren cream-colored wall an end table on the other side of the bed. You realized the lack of decorations and the faint scent of Kenji’s lingering cologne on the comforter. Sighing in exasperation, you turned over towards the other side of the bed only to be met with a very vivid image of your older brother Shinjiro slumped against the wall in a puddle of his own blood.

You stopped breathing, unable to tear your eyes away from what you thought you were hallucinating. The puddle of blood beneath him just seemed to get larger, attracting your gaze as if it were some sort of magnet. You were sure it wasn’t real. It wasn’t real. What you weren’t expecting was the hand that was propped up on the floor to shift slightly, it caught you by surprise as the panic began to rise up through your chest.

The blood-curdling scream left your mouth before you could smother it with your hands, eyes screwing shut as you pushed yourself so far to the edge of the bed that you fell off of the edge of the mattress. You were hysterical enough that Kenji burst into the room flicking on the lights, scanning the room for you.

“What? What’s wrong?!” he looked around the room frantically, unsure of what he was supposed to be seeing. There was nothing there but himself and you curled up in a ball in the middle of the floor.

Kenji crossed the room, settled himself on the floor beside you, and pulled you into his lap. You were still in tears, eyes scrunched shut as you cried into his chest. He sat there and held you until you calmed down, noticing that you were refusing to look at him or anywhere else in the room.

“What happened?” Kenji asked, his hand smoothing over your hair that was still damp from the rain earlier in the day.

Fisting Kenji’s shirt, you shook your head before looking around the room in a slight panic. What you saw, or what you thought you saw wasn’t there anymore. Swallowing tightly, both of your hands dropped into your lap.

“I must have... had a nightmare... I-” drawing both hands up to cover your mouth, you began to cry again pulling away from Kenji as he tried to embrace you. “No-no. I’m fine.”

Kenji dropped his hands, resting one on your back as if he were trying to console you.

“You can talk to me...” Kenji gently knocked his forehead against your own softly, resting it there as you continued to calm down.

“Today is just a little harder than usual. I don’t know why,” you admitted. Closing your eyes, you leaned into him allowing him to wrap his arms around you.

“I get it, you miss Shinji. I do too.” Ken rested his chin atop your head, palm rubbing over the nape of your neck.

“I never saw it coming... at all.” Curling further into his warmth, you frowned as you stared across the room. “And to have been the one who found him, I just...” you paused at the feel of Kenji’s lips on your forehead as he attempted to comfort you further.

“I’m really sorry you were the one to find him.” he pulled you tighter into his arms, planting another wet kiss on your forehead. “I know it was traumatizing. You shouldn’t have been the one to stumble onto something like that.”

Your stomach was beginning to turn uncomfortably at the warmth of Kenji’s close proximity. Your own body was warm to the touch and everything in the room seemingly growing fuzzy.

“Kenji,” you complained, pulling away from him slowly so that your eyes met his.

“What is it, baby?” Kenji ran a large palm across your forehead, brushing away a few strands of hair.

He looked, different you thought. The silhouette of his appearance faded in and out of focus as you tried to make him out right in front of you.

Shaking the haze away, you faltered, realizing that the short distance that was between the two of you was getting smaller. He was going to kiss you.

“N-no don-”

His mouth was on yours before you could react, his lips set on devouring your own. Gasping in surprise, you sluggishly returned his attention closing your eyes as the room began to spin overhead.

Upon feeling the flat surface of the wood floor underneath your back, your eyes fluttered open tiredly to catch a quick glimpse of Kenji hovering over you. He was maneuvering your legs haphazardly to fit himself in-between, a hand reaching between your thighs to peel back your underwear.

“Ken.” you slurred, blinking in excess as you again tried to clear the fog from out in front of your eyes.

Your stomach was in knots and everything around you seemed to be moving in slow motion. You inadvertently groaned upon feeling his fingers skimming over your heat, fingers slipping inside eliciting another tepid moan.

It’s hot. You noted, squeezing your eyes shut as you attempted to take in another breath of air, your legs tensing uncomfortably at the intrusion between your thighs.

Slinging your underwear off to the side, he continued to hover over you observing your disoriented state.

“Baby doll,” he called out to you, index and thumb grasping lightly at the angular of your jaw. He waited for your response, but when you didn't acknowledge him, he leaned forward lips lightly grazing your own.

“Baby doll, I need you to stay away from Suzu and Haitani.” he pressed; his expression unreadable. You were barely coherent, and here he was trying his best to keep you away from one of the people you were set on saving.

Cracking both of your eyelids open you stared up at him, your breathing shallow as you tried to make out the features of his face. You felt God awful, the pounding in your head intensifying tenfold from your position on the floor. Groaning you shifted slightly underneath him, one of your free hands slapping itself against his chest to push him away from you.

“Ken... I don’t...” your eyes fluttered closed, as you allowed your head to fall limply to the side. “We have to... h-help her she’s in trouble she-”

You trailed off again, jolting in surprise as Kenji shoved those digits further inside of you in a well-practiced curl. Your breath left your lungs as an involuntary whimper crawled up your throat.

“Don’t see Haitani again.” Kenji leaned over you, pressing his nose into the column of your throat fingers still flexing inside of your heat.

“K-Ken, stop- I don’t-”

The knot in your belly was woven so tight, that it was almost painful. The illicit heat that was swelling between your thighs coming to an all-time high, a whimper being choked out beyond your control.

You cringed, feeling faint the budding orgasm he was offering you slowly dwindled as you writhed underneath him.

“Ken- Ken...”

Your words stumbled to a stop, as Kenji examined your disoriented state, quickly throwing a hand over your forehead to take a quick temp.

“Ah, shit.”

Kenji pulled you up into a sitting position, running the palm of his hand along your nape, and noticed the start of perspiration along your body that had begun to soak through your shirt.

You’d lost consciousness not long after that little episode with Kenji, getting you to the hospital to be admitted.

When you regained consciousness, you were lying in a hospital bed the blinds drawn closed keeping out any additional sunlight that may have awoken you. You were still weak from the episode the day before, vague memories of the night before playing sporadically as you came to.

Your fever was gone, but the disorientation still lingered as you sat up quietly in the hospital bed. The room was empty, the television mounted in the corner of the ceiling playing an unnamed television show complete with subtitles.

Your attention first went to the IV plugged into your left arm and then the additional monitors that had been attached to your being.

Kenji entered the hospital room a Styrofoam cup in hand probably filled with black coffee. He sent you a glance and sighed in relief as he crossed the room to sit in the chair next to your hospital bed.

“You’re finally awake.” sitting the cup on the stand behind him, he rested one hand on his knee the other sifting through his hair. It wasn’t tied up like normally, bone straight and falling over his shoulders. “How are you feeling?”

“I don’t know. Exhausted” you admitted, giving him your full attention.

“You tested positive for the flu.” He leaned forward towards the edge of the hospital bed. “They said that once your fever was gone and you could be discharged.”

Rubbing your hand along your face, you pouted slightly. You were definitely warm to the touch still, and you still felt a little off.

“I’ll go get the nurse, sit tight.”

Kenji was up and out of the room a few seconds later, hailing a nurse to come to check you out. She looked you over, checked your temperature, and took notes on your composure.

“I’ll go inform the doctor overall, it’ll be his decision on whether you can go or not. You do still have a fever.” Tapping her pen on her clipboard she glanced toward Kenji. “She could possibly be out of here towards the end of the night if the fever improves. But if her temp stays up like this...” she glanced down at her clipboard again at the temperature she penciled in on the keyboard. 103.2 “You may want to leave her overnight, that’s pretty high. But once the medication brings it down you can take your wife home.”

Wife. Your stomach did a 360 at the word, the skin on the back of your neck starting to prickle. You wanted to be his wife at one point, but things have changed.

The nurse and Kenji exchanged a few more words with one another as you blocked them off, the heat from your fever seemingly muddling your own thoughts. Did you still love him? You couldn’t make sense of any of your feelings, not anymore.

“Thank you.” Kenji gave the nurse a smile and didn’t even bother to correct her on the assumption that the two of you were married. Making his way back to the hospital bed, he ran his hand over your forehead bringing you out of your dazed state.

“I want you to stay here, just rest for a bit until I come back to get you tomorrow.” Kenji stepped away from the hospital bed to grab his leather jacket that was hanging over the back of the chair he was sitting on.

Startled you nearly swung your legs over the bed to climb off to follow him.

“I don’t want to stay here, where are you going?” you demanded, pinning him with an agitated glare.

“I have to go back to work, there was a double murder on the other side of town.”

Work. You understood, you couldn’t keep him from going back out there even if you wanted to. Solemnly you leaned back on the hospital bed to turn on your side and tuck your knees to your chest. Kenji pulled the blanket on the bed back over you before wiping a bead of sweat from your brow.

“I’ll come back in the morning. In the meantime, get some rest,” He paused briefly before continuing. “We need to have a serious conversation when I get back, I’m getting sick of you not listening to me.”

You narrowed your eyes at him in contempt, eyes dropping down to eye his hand that was resting on your shoulder and back up to his face before you rolled back over turning away from him. You were tired, your building frustration just the icing on the cake.

“You can leave now.”

You had an idea of what he was referring to. It had to do with Suzu and undoubtedly Ran. Instead of arguing with him, you’d ignore him. Kenji wanted to control you. Why? Maybe to protect you from slipping further into the dank depths that Suzu had gotten dragged you into. Or maybe it was something else?

Nothing made sense anymore. Kenji obviously knew more than he was letting on, yet he wasn’t making a move to help Suzu get away from them. Why was he refraining from helping?

You could tell that he was still standing over the hospital the soft sound of his breathing putting your nerves on edge. The weight of something being tossed on the bed was the last thing you felt before Kenji walked out of the room and left you for good.

You didn’t turn to check to see what it was until he was gone. But when you did, you could see your cellphone and a charger sitting at the end of the hospital bed. Slowly, you sat up, reaching for the phone to check the battery life.

It was fully charged, thankfully. Against your better judgment, you unlocked it scrolling through your contacts to land on one that was named “DONT DO IT”.

Instead of calling, you opted to send a text message. You told yourself that you wouldn’t contact him again after the last time. But here you were reaching out once again.

You: Can you come to pick me up from the Roppongi hospital?

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Even though you still had a fever, by the time Ran Haitani had arrived. Someway, somehow, he convinced the head nurse in charge to discharge you into his care. You were sent off with ibuprofen for your fever and a few pain killers for your body aches.

His mood upon leaving the hospital was unreadable, a heavy cloud of silence and agitation hovering over the lot of you as he brought you back to that same penthouse he had a few days ago.

Patiently, he sat you on the edge of the king-sized mattress fitted with dark navy silk sheets before kneeling in front of you. You were still dazed, the hand trailing along your throat and neck warm to the touch, noting that you still had a fever. Ran sighed heavily, irritation creeping into his normally relaxed features.

Pulling the brown bag with the meds in them out of his suit jacket, he pulled the liquid from the bottle free sitting it on the nightstand next to the bed. He came to a stop once again in front of you, as your eyes zeroed in on his blurry figure seemingly unseeing.

“Arms up.” he barked, his tone not very kind.

The abrupt command caught you off guard, a startled squeak escaping your lips as you attempted to do what he asked. Your arms felt like lead, as you struggled to lift them, only to have Ran do it for you pulling Kenji’s oversized shirt over your head and onto the floor. You sat in silence, naked wearing nothing but the pair of panties that you came with not even bothering to cover yourself.

Moments later it was replaced by an oversized silk one, looking to belong to a long-sleeved pajama set. Ran took the time to button up every single button before pulling away from you. He left the room for a moment, returning with an unopened bottle of VOSS (artesian water. Its water.) and what looked to be a measuring spoon.

You teetered for a split second, uprighting yourself as you watched Ran reading over the medicine bottle eyebrows pinched in concentration. He looked really aggravated, so much that you inadvertently apologized as you watched him from the edge of the bed.

“I’m sorry.” the words were quiet enough, but it was obvious that he had heard you because he only clicked his tongue in response.

Pouring the medicine over the spoon, he made his way back over to you before kneeling in front of you again holding the spoon up to your lips.

“Open up.”

Tearing your gaze from Ran’s face, you stared at the spoon if only for a second before your mouth opened with him shoving the metallic silverware inside.

You swallowed the concoction as you were told and were met with another spoonful that he was holding out towards you. Repeating the action once again, you watched as Ran lingered in front of you the back of his hand grazing your cheek lightly.

“You’re on fire.” next he was offering you the water bottle, watching as you took a small few sips before guiding you down on your back to lie on the mattress.

“I��m fine...” you mumbled, watching as Ran scoffed at your words. You were tired

He pulled the weighted blanket that was folded on the edge of the bed over you sitting on the edge of the bed, pinning you with a confused glare.

He never would have done this for anyone, other than Rin maybe. But he questioned his own intentions when in the beginning he was only utilizing your presence indeed for his own benefit, for Bonten’s benefit.

There was still a thin film of sweat lining your forehead, as he guided a hand through your curls his curiosity beginning to get the better of him. He shouldn’t care to ask you anything, but he wanted to. He was interested in what led you up to this point, sick and lethargic in a hospital when only two days' time had passed and him being the person you’d call to come and save you.

By now you’d closed your eyes, attempting to get some rest but you weren’t quite there yet. The combination of Ran’s hand in your hair and his silence were both comforting and unnerving causing you to curiously open your eyes to study his expression. You were immediately greeted by his impassive face a brow quirked up in inquiry. It was as if he were asking you, what had happened but made no move to vocalize it.

“I was out in the rain today... without a proper coat.” tucking the blanket underneath your chin, you watched him quietly to see if he would accept the explanation.

His brow only inched further up, a slight crease forming between the two as if he were getting annoyed.

“Today was my brother’s birthday, I went to visit his resting place but I got distracted.” you shifted against the pillow you were laying on, wiping your forehead with your palm. “I honestly don’t know how long I was out there.”

Ran let out a short breath, leaning towards annoyance.

“Stupid.” Ran stood up, walking into a large walk-in closet and out of your line of sight. You were too weak to even attempt to follow him but could hear the shuffling of fabric from inside. He stepped back into your field of view with a towel wrapped around his waist, leaning over you and looking over your face.

“Just relax.”

He left the side of the bed once again, the sound of a running shower reaching your ears not long after. You weren’t sure when you dozed off, but the next time you woke up you found yourself wrapped in Ran’s arms still burning up from the fever.

Your fever was up and down all night. And surprisingly, every time you awakened delirious and covered in sweat Ran was there beside you. Giving you ibuprofen, forcing you to drink water, or wiping the sweat from your brow.

Although it had only been the two of them growing up together, Ran had never experienced anything like this before. Taking care of someone as fragile as you while they were sick. He saw how helpless you appeared, how you’d awaken pushing yourself into his arms desperate for some sort of contact.

He didn’t like it. He didn’t care for the slight warmth that bloomed within his chest nor the satisfaction that accompanied it when your fever finally broke and you insisted that you felt better. Ran knew he was soft on you, but to what extent?

"Too soft,", he thought as he carried you into his bathroom to run you a bath. Submerging you into the warm water just to scrub you clean before getting you back to bed, into his bed where you curled into his side head resting against his breast.

The sun was rising over the horizon before he even realized it, the sunlight creeping in behind the blinds waking you from slumber. He watched you blink a few times before a hand came to rub at your eyes, a long widemouthed yawn following right after.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, his hand testing your forehead for any excessive warmth.

You nodded feebly, groggy, burying your face into his side. Your fever was gone, but you were still exhausted. “Just so tired.”

You could feel him shift uncomfortably underneath the blanket, taking the time to draw an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer. Pressing his nose into your curls, inhaling the faint traces of strawberries and cream shampoo that was used the day prior.

The more he shifted, the more you became aware of the stiffening appendage at rest pressing against your abdomen. You were trying to ignore it as if the thought of it wasn’t affecting you but the heavy pulsing between your thighs was starting to become impossible to ignore.

Shuddering at the warmth that seemed to be coming off of him in waves, you blinked in surprise when you felt a chaste kiss meet your cheekbones. He had been talking, but you were so off kilter out that you didn’t comprehend not one word.

“I’ll let you rest then.” he hummed against the skin of your cheek, his next question completely catching you off guard. “What was your brother’s name?”

Cuddling further into the warmth that was Ran Haitani, your fingers grasped at his slender waist idling over the lean definition of his abdomen.

“Shinjiro L/N.”

Ran paused momentarily, his fingers still guiding themselves through the mass of curls pulled back towards your nape. The name sounded vaguely familiar, but Ran just couldn’t place where he knew it from.

“His birthday is always a hard day for me-” you started, fingers moving up along his torso to aptly trace over where you picture the black ink of his tattoo would be. “I just don’t think that my brother took his own life...”

You paused, glancing up at Ran to meet with those piercing lilac irises. “There was something strange with his investigation... like there are things that just aren’t right. A-and out of place.” you sighed resting your head back against his chest as your fatigue began to overcome you. “Every time I asked for details, they said that his case file was sealed or that I didn’t have the proper credentials, or that it was closed.”

Ran shushed you, chuckling under his breath. He admired the fire, and how much effort you put forth in looking into the circumstances of your brother’s death. He would do the same, of course in a different manner especially if he knew that foul play was at hand.

Since you were so adamant about it, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to see what he could dig up for his current muse.

“Don’t get yourself so worked up, I have a few people on the inside. I think I can help you out a bit.”

Meeting his eyes again, wide with shock your mouth opened in closed like a fish gasping for oxygen. He was offering to help you again, how very noble of the Bonten gang member. You already knew he’d want something in return, so you bit back your reservations waiting for what was to follow.

Ran grinned slowly, eyes heavy with exhaustion.

“But it’s going to cost you, sweetheart.”

Swallowing the tightness within your throat, you nodded compliantly at the extremely vague request.

“I’ll do anything.”

“Good.” Ran cooed down at you, his mouth descending to cover your own in a rather hungry kiss. He was tired, but his body was tense and desperate to be inside of you. But he’d keep his word, he’d let you recover and then reclaim what he wanted.

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BONUS CONTEXT:

THE DAY BEFORE

“I just got wind of, Hanma Shuji hired someone and is planning to try and kill you.” Kenji moved towards the opening of the abandoned warehouse, the doors long ago stripped from their hinges.

“Hanma of Bonten? He’s really going to try and kill me, against Mikey’s orders?” Shen scoffed from his seat on the pavement, pulling his cigarette from in between his lips. His blonde hair was pulled back into a top knot at the top of his head, the sides shaved completely down until only his scalp was visible. A small black dragon tattoo was visible on the back of his head, the same one that Kenji had printed on the underside of his bicep.

He scratched his head with the opposite hand, confusion marring his boyish features.

“Eh, I don’t really get it.” he mused. “I thought what we had was pretty good.”

Kenji shook his head, leaning against the opening he had just stepped out of.

“I’m not saying it’s true. One of my girls on the inside mentioned it this morning, she’s detoxing, so she will say anything.” he shrugged himself, eyes glancing out into the sky where the sun was beginning to set. “But you know, an addict’s word may hold some truth to it. So just be careful, huh?”

Shen nodded as he pinched the edge of his cigarette between his teeth, pushing up into standing in one quick motion.

“I’ll talk to Mikey, maybe he’ll know something.”

Kenji tsked, walking towards Shen before clapping him on the shoulder.

“Don’t be stupid. Just be on the lookout. I know we have it good with Bonten for now, but we don’t know the schematics, understand?”

Shen smiled, a little too wide, before allowing the cigarette to drop down on the stone pavement below.

“I gotcha bro.” He laughed before shoving his hands into his pockets and heading out of the warehouse. “I’ll hit you later, be easy out there.”

Kenji watched in silence as Shen walked off, easing his way into the backseat of a black unmarked sedan. That kid was young, but he was smart. And to think that he took over an underground gang right from underneath his own father’s nose.

Ken glanced towards his bicep, where his tattoo was covered by his leather jacket. Never had he thought he would have been initiated into the Kuroi Ryu. He initially worked for Shen’s father, but now that he was gone it was his job to help keep Shen in check.

The Kuroi Ryu was just another gang in Roppongi. One that had almost all and absolute control over a number of the police forces within the area. He did his best to keep Kuroi Ryu out of the public eye, only a few civilians knew who they were. And when they did, they weren’t around the land of living for long.

Shen messed up years ago, and Kenji was the one who had to fix it. When things got out of hand, business was business. It didn’t matter who you were, he’d do anything and everything he could to protect Kuroi Ryu’s reputation.

“Damn, kid.”

#the hills #ran haitani smut #tokyo revengers smut #hanma shuji smut

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naoyaslut · 2 years

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The Hills

Chapter 1 - NSFW +18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Synopsis: When a childhood friend is caught up in the world of Bonten, (reader) will do anything to try and get her out. (Reader) is pulled unwillingly into a world of drugs, sex, and gang violence in an attempt to bring her back home. Time skip. Word Count: 2,918

Pairings: Haitani Ran x FemReader Hanma Shuji x FemReader Rin Haitani x FemReader Original Character x FemReader

Warnings: slow burn, drug use, minor character death, blood and violence, rough sex, nudity, dubcon

additional notes:

Fem Reader Psychologist Reader/Criminal Profiler Reader 25 y/o reader

It’d been years since you’d seen her. After college, you stayed in touch for about a year, and then she completely went off the grid. Never did you expect to run into her at a hole-in-the-wall restaurant in the middle of Roppongi. In all honesty, you barely recognized her. She looked, stressed. A former shell of herself. But that didn’t stop you from catching up and inserting yourself into her life. She was a close friend during your high school and college years, and you’d be damned if you lost track of her again.

You studied Suzu's appearance as you contemplated on what to say next. She was thin, thinner than she had ever been and pale. The normal olive glow you remembered her having nowhere in sight. The bags under her eyes were covered by a matte foundation that looked like it was put on in a hurry.

She was dressed well, in a nice tank top, leather jacket, and a denim skirt. Acrylic nails looked fresh, and besides the forlorn look on her face, she looked okay.

“So what are you plans this weekend? Maybe we could meet up and hang out for a while.” You asked, a hopeful smile on your face.

Suzu gave you a sad smile, crossing both of her arms as she rested them on the table.

“Working, sadly.” She smiled right after. “Maybe another time, I’d love to catch up.”

The pair of you had finished eating over thirty minutes ago, and had been just sitting at your table enjoying each other’s company.

You smiled yourself, reaching over to pull out a blank envelope from your purse.

“Well here, take my number.” Tearing off a piece of the envelope, you scribbled your number down hastily, sliding it across the table. “If you need anything, Suzu. Just call me. Put it in your phone, I’m happy to help.”

Suzu picked up the piece of paper folded it up sticking it into the cup of the black laced brassiere visible through her tank.

“I’ll definitely hold you to it.” She smiled earnestly, her brown eyes brightening as she reached for your hand squeezing it lightly. “I have to go for now. My ride is waiting for me.”

You nodded hesitantly, watching as she pilfered through her wallet for what you guessed was to pay for her meal.

Waving your hands in front of you, you stopped her assuring her that you’d take care of the bill.

“No, no. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” You smiled, standing just as she did and made your way around the table to hug her.

“Suzu…if you need anything please reach out. Okay?” Resting your chin on her shoulder you hugged her even tighter, guilt nestling itself in the pit of your gut.

Suzu nodded, returning the firm hug responding with a slight waver in her voice.

“I-I will. I promise y/n.” Suzu sighed, still clinging onto you as if she didn’t want to let go and you noticed.

Pulling back slightly, you looked into your friend’s face raising your eyebrows in concern.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” You asked again, it didn’t hurt to try. Maybe this time she’d reach out, ask you to help.

“She’s fine.”

A male’s voice from the right caught both of your attention, Suzu pulling away from you quickly to pick up her wallet.

“Right baby?” he asked.

Suzu nodded slowly, now avoiding your gaze as she slinked over into the new comer’s hold where he draped a long arm over her shoulder.

He was tall, dressed sharply in a dark pinstripe suit. His hair dark and shaved on the sides but long on the top with blonde streaks in it. It was an eccentric hairstyle, but it fit him perfectly, he made it work.

Frowning you brought your attention to the stranger and then back to Suzu who still refused to look at you. You guessed her time to socialize was up, and whoever this man was, he was in charge.

He brought up a large hand, adjusting the golden frames of his rounded glasses so that they sat on the bridge of his nose. His hand displayed a large tattoo on the back of his hand in Kanji, that read “punishment”.

“Who’s your friend baby?” He quipped, his attention quickly honing onto your face and then down your frame. Blatantly tracing over the outline of your curves.

“She’s no one Shuji, lets go.” Suzu said, taking his hand to pull him towards the door of the establishment.

Shuji merely chuckled as he shrugged his shoulders, giving you a wink before they trailed towards the exit.

“Nice to meet you miss, I sure hope to see you again.”

The look he was giving you was unnerving. If he was trying to get a rise out of you, he would have succeeded had Suzu not led him out of the restaurant.

And with that they were gone. Leaving you alone standing next to the small booth that had been occupied earlier.

“What a fucking creeper.” mumbling to yourself you turned back towards your table.

You knew that Suzu had gotten herself into something not so savory, and you’d been trying for weeks to get her to reach out to you.

Sighing in frustration, you grabbed your purse leaving a payment on the table for your meal. Hoping that Suzu would take the plunge and contact you at a later time. She didn’t want to talk in front of “Shuji”, so you assumed he was the one she was working for.

Grabbing your blazer, you slipped it on checking the time. 6:15PM. Scoffing, you left the restaurant to hail a taxi.

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“You’re late. How are you late when you’re the one who picked the time?”

Kenji, an old acquaintance of yours who works for the local police station. You have history, dated briefly in college and now he’s a detective doing great work here in Roppongi. Kenji reached out earlier in the year about Suzu being spotted with a known prostitution leader. He believes that she’s been pulled down into the underground, and wanted your help.

Kenji sat relaxed; the two top buttons of his button down undone. The striped black and grey tie that was once worn simply tossed onto the table. His face was screwed up into a scowl, grey eyes boring into you as you shifted nervously.

Smiling sheepishly, you remove d your blazer placing it on the back of your chair.

“I know, I’m sorry.” You sat, adjusting your pencil skirt back down over your thighs. Combing a few stray strands of hair behind your ears you rested both elbows on the table top leaning forward. “I had a thing.”

“You hungry?” Kenji asked, cocking a brow clearly suspicious.

You nodded, resting your cheek in the fat of your palm.

“Ah no, I just ate.”

A waiter slid past the edge of your table placing down a small glass of a light amber colored drink, complete with pineapple and a maraschino cherry.

“I ordered you a drink.” Kenji raised his beer bottle to his lips, taking a long drag as he watched you lift your glass to drink from the straw.

It was an amaretto sour, probably one of the only alcoholic beverages you could handle without vomiting.

“Thank you.” Smiling, you watched as Kenji put his beer back on the tabletop.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” He asked, leaning back into his seat forearms flexing against the fitted fabric of his shirt.

Taking another sip of your drink, you glanced down to the tabletop and then back to Kenji’s face. A permanent scowl seemed to be etched there.

“I was thinking…” you started, taking the straw to mix the sweet and sour mix around that had begun to settle at the bottom of your glass. “Do you think you’d be able to get me to consult on this prostitution ring case? Or at least sit in. I’d like to get a look at some of the files and see who may be involved.”

Kenji grunted, lifting his beer again to take another drink. The look on his face said that he wasn’t interested in having you anywhere near the case. But you’ve never been one to back down from a challenge.

“The station isn’t going to give us a pass for psychologist or profiler or whatever the hell it is you do. We don’t have the funding.” He stated matter of factly.

“They don’t have to pay me.” You interrupted. Sitting your glass down on the table you glared at him, almost challenging him to say no again. “I just think I can provide some good insight, maybe even help lock on some of the guys who may be involved… I think may have met one today.”

Kenji sat up, his brows perking up. Now he was curious. “You saw Suzu today?”

Nodding you took another sip of the sweet nectar that was amaretto.

“I did. And some guy came to pick her up today, she called him Shuji.” You pulled your glass away from your face. “Once he showed up, she completely shut down.”

Kenji finished off his beer, and waved down the waiter to get him another beer.

“I think I can help, Kenji. I got her to take my number, I’m hoping she reaches out soon.”

Just as the waiter walked away from the table Kenji glared towards you as he leaned over the table.

“You’d better be careful. I don’t need you to get yourself into the same shit Suzu is in.” He ran a large palm over his 5 o’clock shadow that was starting to fill in on his jaw. “I’ll talk to the case manager; I’ll see what I can do about getting you access to some of the files.”

“Thank you, Ken.” You smiled, wiggling your eye brows as you finished off the remainder of your drink.

“I’m Ken, when you get what you want.” Kenji rolled his eyes, picking up his second beer once the waiter placed it on the table.

You grinned at him fluttering your eyelids prettily as you stared at him. Kenji has always been handsome, even in college. The only reason you two didn’t work out was because Ken was jealous. And things always got out of hand when things came to you. You decided to part ways with him during your sophomore year and focus on your studies instead.

With due diligence and the extra effort, you were able to graduate near the top of your class while securing a Master’s degree in psychology. You’d picked up criminal profiling as a hobby, turns out you were really good at it.

“Yes, Ken.” Sending him a smile you sat back in your chair nodding towards him. “Come on this is good news, I’m happy to help.”

“My boss isn’t going to be happy about this, I can already tell.” Kenji groaned, running a free hand through his dark hair that was tied back. “You headed home after this?”

Nodding in confirmation you began to reach for your jacket, slipping it over your shoulders.

“Just let me finish my beer, and I’ll take you home.” He offered.

You faltered slightly sitting your purse in your lap. A faint blush tinted your cheeks as you cleared your throat, still unsure if you should accept the ride or not.

“Sure Kenji.” Coughing slightly, you raised an eyebrow at him as he finished his beer. “But don’t try anything funny this time.”

Kenji’s lips pulled back into a wide smirk as he stood up, chuckling under his breath.

“Scouts honor Ms. y/n.”

You scoffed as he stood up, sticking your nose in the air as you watched him pull on his own jacket. He paid the bill, and the pair of you left the quiet bar.

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“You didn’t have to walk me up, Kenji.” You hummed, back turned to him as you fit your house key into the door of your apartment. Turning the key to unlock it, you cracked the door open before turning back to him.

“I’m a gentleman, what did you expect?” Kenji grinned, wide enough that you could see the tips of his canines.

Frowning, you pulled the strap of your purse up further on your shoulder.

“Thank you, kind sir, I guess you should be off now.” You smiled sheepishly, waiting for him to turn and leave you to enter your apartment, alone.

Kenji pouted, his handsome features contorting into something that was supposed to make you feel bad. You only rolled your eyes, crossing your arms across your chest.

“You’re not going to invite me in for a drink?” He suggested.

Another sigh from you, as you shifted your weight onto the other foot.

“We just had a drink.” You retorted. “You had two, you don’t need anymore.”

He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck in mock embarrassment.

“Ah, yeah. You’re right.”

One of your hands reached up to pinch his cheek as you gave him a small smile.

“Goodnight Ken.”

“Night.”

You assumed he was turning to leave, but instead he closed the short gap between you two slotting his lips over your own. He nearly knocked the wind out of you, backing you into the door frame of your apartment, soft lips connecting with your own.

He was massive compared to you; a whole two heads taller his frame dwarfing your own. Both of his palms found purchase at the curve of your waist as he pinned you against the door frame, tongue trailing along your bottom lip coaxing your mouth to open.

You pulled away from him, dazed and slightly out of breath, eyes glossy from the abrupt assault.

“K-Ken!” You whined pathetically, hands fisting the front of his button down underneath his open leather jacket.

Face red with embarrassment and breaths coming out in shallow pants.

“You promised.” You whispered, trying to push away from him. “You promised you wouldn’t do this!”

Kenji buried his nose in the crook of your neck, suckling the tender flesh hard enough to leave a bruise.

“I want you.” Kenji admitted, eyes low as his hands dropped down to settle on your hips.

Swallowing thickly, you turned your gaze away from him. The both of you were still standing in your doorway, front door wide open as one of the other tenants passed by headed down the hall. The older woman gave you raised eyebrows as she continued towards her own unit, quickly opening the door.

Flushing in further embarrassment, you pulled Kenji into your apartment shutting the door behind you putting your back against the door.

“Kenji...” you began, eyes glued to the floor. “This isn’t a good idea, especially if we’re going to be working together.”

Kenji removed his leather jacket throwing it over the arm of your sofa before sitting down on the edge of the cushion. Reclining so his back was against the plush of the couch, he extended a leg while keeping the other bent at the knee.

“I said that I would talk to them.” He sighed. “You don’t know if they’re going to accept you coming aboard or not, so working together has nothing to do with this.” He pointed a finger towards you and himself repeatedly.

Shaking your head defiantly, you removed your blazer hanging it on your coat rack next to your door.

“Kenji.” you turned towards him, locking the door behind you. “We -” you mimicked his hand motion from earlier. “Don’t work. And you know that.”

“We don’t have to.” he says shifting to the edge of his seat. “I’ll take you anyway I can get you.”

That shut you up real quick. Sighing in aggravation you shot him a glare.

“Ken.”

Kenji ran an open palm over his thigh, reclining back against the sofa again. Eyes hazy, and burning with lust. You knew that look, and it sent an involuntary tremble down your spine.

“Come here.” he said. His voice was low and throaty, his attention zeroed in on the way your fingers began to toy with one another.

He looked like he wanted to eat you alive, and as much as you were willing to allow it to happen you had to put your foot down. He couldn’t keep doing this if he had no intention of committing, he had no right.

Pushing away from your front door, you crossed your arms over your chest shaking your head absolute in your decision.

“Kenji, you should go. I really don’t want to do this again.”

Sighing under his breath Kenji gave in, moving to stand and grab his jacket. He slung it over his shoulder as he did, walking towards you and stopping when he was only a breath away from you.

Your brow was creased in slight agitation only softening when he cradled your cheek with his palm.

“Have a great night doll baby, maybe next time then.” He placed a chaste kiss on your forehead, and unlocked the door before stepping out into the night.

Your shoulder slumped in defeat, sighing as you kicked off your shoes and locked the door behind him. That man was trouble. You knew it and he did as well. Instead of mending a broken relationship, from your past you were intent on getting to the bottom of this prostitution ring.

That was the only thing of any importance right now.

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