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crash-knb · 7 years
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Grudges, Guns, and Gangs II
You sank into the loveseat beneath you, stretching your body over the surface of it. You sighed, and took a look at the room around you, groups of men in circles, spread out across the room. “Yeah, what a flat. More like a goddamn mansion. Typical Sei…” You mused, crossing one leg over the other. You scanned your eyes around the room, waving your fingers at Kise slightly who bounded over like a hyperactive puppy, almost having a bounce in his step. “Do you need something Kise?” You asked, resting your chin on your hand and raising a brow. He nodded excitedly, and grabbed your wrist, dragging you towards him. “(Y/N)-chii~ I want to show you my team! They’re really funny, especially Hayakawa-chii, but Kasamatsu-chii is so mean…” He babbled on, coming closer to the team seemingly all wearing blue. Now that you think about it, the small groups of guys all seem to be wearing something indicating a certain color, such as one being purple, one being red, one being black, etc. “(Y/N)-chii! This is Kasamatsu-chii..” Kise happily introduced you two, and leaned over to your ear. “He’s the mean one.” Kise straightened up and then pointed at others. “This is Hayakawa-chii, Kobori-chii, Nakamura-chii, Moriyama-chii-” He continued on, with you either nodding at them as an acknowledgement and waved. After that finished, you eventually politely told Kise to screw off, and went to sit back in your seat. However, someone had taken it while you were gone, and was giving you a lazy smile. “Ohh, (N/N)-chin, eh?” He waved, offering you a chip. You slowly cracked a smile, taking it and saying thank you, throwing it into your mouth. You sat on the armrest of the seat, gazing at Murasakibara as he chatted with a ravenette next to him. “Ah, Muro-chin, this is (Y/N)-chin. (N/N)-chin, this is Himuro-chin.” He introduced you both, munching on a couple of more chips. You smiled slightly at Himuro, and stuck out your hand. “Nice to meet you, Himuro-san.” You told, grasping ahold of his hand, holding it firmly. They were rather big compared to yours, and warm too, along with that heavenly smile of his. “I can say the same.” He chuckled, shaking it. He smirked at you for a second, and then let your hand go, turning to Murasakibara and telling him something, giving you one more grin and then leaving. “He’s…. Something else…” You breathed out. “Does he always woo girls like this?” You went to turn to Murasakibara, and instead face-planted right into someone’s chest. You slightly fell back, surprised. “A-Ah, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you..” The large man stumbled over his words, rubbing the back of his neck. You shook your head, holding your hands out in front of you. “Hey, hey, it’s fine..” You assured him, trying to get him to calm down. “A-Alright. My name’s Kagami Taiga, by the way.” He gave an awkward smile. You grinned back at him. “My name’s-” “(Y/N)?? Well, look what we have here.” You turned around, to find yourself face to face with an ash-haired sneering figure.
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crash-knb · 7 years
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Grudges, Guns, & Gangs
One lone mercenary. Six co leaders of a gang. If they were to meet again.. What would happen? You took a deep breath, and sprinted across the rooftop, and leaping off of it to the next, scrambling for the edge. Dust and pebbles kicked up, You had only barely brushed the edge, when you clambered back to your feet, and once again started to race away. “Why is she so fast? She’s only a girl, it’s not like she can do much.” You heard one of the men behind you shout. ‘Sexist much?’ You thought irritably, and gripped onto the satellite cable that was coming up, and swung around, lifting up your foot and kicking the man right in the throat. He sucked in a breath, and clutched at his throat, falling backwards and tripping over his own feet. “What is wrong with this chick? Can’t she buy her own guns? She’s in a gang, right?” One of the other men muttered behind you. You quickly spun around, giving a harsh roundhouse kick along with an uppercut. “Well, you see honey, I’m not part of some gang. And this gun so happens to be the particular one I want, if you couldn’t see that already, and I have no intentions of giving back anytime soon, unfortunately.” You gave a sickly sweet smile to the man on the ground clutching his jaw, and turned to the last man standing. The fake grin you had quickly disappeared, and you pulled out the gun you had stolen, and pointed it at the last guy, a bored expression now plastered onto your face. “Now, sweetie, you better go tell your petty boss that I’m not handing this back….. or would you rather be shot off of this building?” You asked, starting to cock the gun at his face. He stuttered out a yes,and fled pathetically, nearly tripping over the edge of the roof. “Now with that done and over with….” You sighed, placing it back in your jacket. You turned around, and was about to head back to your place when you knocked your forehead against someone’s chest. You groaned, and clutched it, glaring up at the person in front of you. “You know, it’s pretty funny when you do that considering you’re trying to scare me off yet you’re so much shorter than me.” Aomine snickered, his short blue hair slightly waving in the wind. You rolled your eyes, and shoved past him, annoyed already. “Shut up, you ganguro, go jerk off to one of your gravure magazines.” You flipped him off, and shoved past him, ready to walk off, when you were grabbed around the waist, and pulled back, knocking your head back into his chest. “Aomine-chii, what’s taking you so lo- (Name)-chii~!” Kise popped his head above the edge of the roof, squealed loudly while climbing up, and running at you quickly. Your eyes widened slightly, shuffling backwards and pushing Aomine along. “Kise, I swear to god if you pounc-” You threatened, starting to reach for your gun. He lunged at you, pulling you out of Aomine’s grasp. He then hugged you tightly, burying his face Into your neck. “I missed you (Name)-chii, why didn’t you visit like you promised?” He slightly whined, nudging you. You rolled your eyes, and grabbed his arms, pushing him away from you. “I didn’t promise anything, much less promising I would actually come visit you.” You muttered, shoving him away and shooting him a look. You walked over to the edge of the roof, and grabbed the edge of the ladder, choosing to slide down it instead of climbing. You soon hopped off, brushing your hands on you pants, wincing the small cuts appearing on your skin. As you looked up, you were startled to find two shockingly red orbs staring at you. “It’s been a while, (Name). Now, I’d appreciate if you stopped for a bit over at our… flat right now.”
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