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Shuji x Shortcake Chapter Six

Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY!

Chapter Warnings: Profanity and masochism.

Disclaimer: All characters are over the age of 20.

A/n: So you finally meet the Kanto Manji Gang and things get really interesting. Also, this chapter is a very dialogue-heavy chapter, and to be perfectly honest I'm not the best when it comes to dialogue if you haven't noticed. I certainly tried my best with this.

Word Count: 4.4k (Longest chapter so far.)

Staring into the bathroom mirror, you cannot help but reflect on tonight’s events. It all started when you arrived at the Haitani house with your work friend, and despite the brewing anxiety, you eventually found yourself having a good time. That is until your drink was spiked and thus you ended up in Shuji Hanma’s bedroom.

Even though your childhood best friend gave you the reassurance that nothing has happened to you while you were unconscious, it does not stop you from feeling violated. It is especially apparent as you examine the black hoodie you are wearing since your short dress has been stripped off you. Hanma’s natural scent and the smell of cigarettes still linger on the article of clothing which brings you an odd sense of comfort that somewhat overshadows your already present uneasiness.

Your eyes then avert back at the mirror before you, and your gaze lands on your lips which have become chapped. Subconsciously, your fingers graze over them thinking back to when Shuji gently kissed them. It felt like your body was set ablaze feeling his lips against yours and all the emotions you’ve felt for your childhood friend was spilling out into one action. Admittedly, reuniting with Hanma has been the best thing that has happened to you in spite of tonight’s events, but why is there still a bit of doubt?

For the past few weeks, you were constantly bombarded with unnerving news reports of a series of gang attacks throughout the streets of Tokyo. The violence seems to get worse day by day and in no time, murders started to be reported. Law enforcement seems powerless against the sudden uproar of savagery that even the police chief is considering implementing a city-wide curfew. All of this is linked to the Kanto Manji Gang - one of Tokyo’s most dangerous organizations. So dangerous that many civilians believe just uttering the name brings misfortune to them.

Recently, you have not been able to get away from their presence. It all started the other night when you were face-to-face with the infamous group, serving their meals. Now, you ended up at the Haitani Brothers’ mansion. Although the brothers are known socialites and playboys around Japan, the rumors of their suspected involvement with the gang still persist. Said rumors have all been confirmed for you since regaining your consciousness. It was courtesy of Shuji Hanma who briefly gave an explanation about tonight's events.

“I took care of the assholes who were gonna hurt you then afterward, I took you to my room so no one will bother you. I then went to go see Ran and tell him about the mess in his downstairs bathroom. That was when I got shot.”

Hanma explains with a shit-eating grin on his face. In the reflection of the mirror, you see the tall man sitting on the edge of the bathtub as he finishes wrapping his injured arm with a cloth.

You take the time to continue looking over his body, admiring how much he has grown over the years. Without realizing it, you lick your lips thinking about your kiss previously and wondering how it would feel to press them against his collarbones. You then examine the muscles present on his arms and his abs that subtly poke through the white t-shirt that he is wearing. Sin and Punishment then grace your eyesight along with his long fingers which inadvertently made your imagination go off the rails momentarily.

“Did you finish washing your face?” Hanma asks, despite not looking directly at you, he can still feel your gaze on him.

Using the moist washcloth, you go over your face again, washing off any remaining makeup, tear stains, and dirt as well as figuratively washing away your dirty thoughts about someone who is supposed to be your childhood friend.

“Yea. I’m finished now.” You answer, fixing your hair so that it is presentable.

“Good. We need to get down there.”

Hanma says, standing up and walking towards you. Almost immediately he towers over you as he reaches for his hairbrush. You can feel his body heat radiating off him as he stands close behind you. While brushing his hair, he places his Sin hand over yours before squeezing it softly.

“Did you put on those slippers?” He asks.

“I did but they are too big.”

Shuji chuckles and then adds:

“You gotta put them on. The Haitanis hate it when people are barefoot in their house. This isn’t America.��

He says with a chuckle, making you roll your eyes.

“Where are my heels then?”

“They are still downstairs. You don’t need them anyways.”

Immediately, you reply with a stern tone:

“I’m not putting on those slippers, Shu. They are too big for my feet.”

“Well, they are too small for mine and those are the closest I have to your size.”

His response made you pout slightly, though you aren’t surprised by it.

“You have long feet, so it’s uncomfortable wearing those slippers. Plus, it’s easy to trip in them.”

Hanma listens to your tiny rant as he places his hairbrush back down on the sink once he finished fixing his hair. After that, he wraps his arms around you leaning closely and nearly engulfing you with his large body.

“It won’t be for that long. We just need to convince Mikey that you aren’t anything to worry about then after, I take you home.”

His words come out soft, unlike the usual amused tone he uses. You’re somewhat relaxed by them as well as the warmth exuding from his body. Even though it is not the first time you two are in an embrace, you always feel a sense of security in his arms.

“Besides, having long feet means that I have a lo--”

“Please don’t finish that sentence.”

You hastily cut him off with an assertive voice, causing the tall man to heave out a series of chuckles. You, on the other hand, just scrunch your face slightly reminding yourself that Hanma almost never takes anything seriously. Though, you still have a fuzzy feeling once you realize that he has barely changed throughout all these years, and that is even after being involved with the Kanto Manji Gang for so long.

Speaking of, you’re still dreading the fact that you are going to meet them in just a few minutes.

“Let’s get down there now. We can finish catching up later.”

He says, letting go of you, though Punishment grabs one of your hands before interlocking fingers with it. Taking a deep breath, you peer up at Hanma who returns the look. He just gives a soft smile and then says:

“It’ll be fine.”

After those comforting words, you set aside the dreadful anxiety.

It takes a few minutes as you and Shuji traverse through the massive Haitani mansion. Unlike previously when much of the house was dark save for the multicolored strobe lights, now it is lit with regular lights. You’re in awe of the sheer amount of decorations throughout the rooms, and even though there is some trash and discarded wine glasses lying about, you can still see the beauty in which this home has to offer.

Though, the brightness and beauty soon end once the entrance to the basement is in sight. You immediately see the contrast, and thus your anxiety and fear resurface, which did not go unnoticed by Hanma. The tall man gently squeezes your hand with his in an attempt to comfort you. The action did little to set your mind at ease once you two begin descending the wooden steps into the dark abyss.

After watching so many horror movies growing up, there is one thing you have learned. That is to avoid basements at all costs and here you are, willingly going down one to be face-to-face with the gang that has caused so much anarchy in what was supposed to be one of the safest cities in the world.

Upon reaching the bottom of the steps, you expected the basement to be nothing but a concrete wall and concrete floors, various torture devices conveniently placed on a nearby metal table, and the stench of decomposing bodies invading your nostrils. Instead, it is nothing more than an ornate high-end boardroom with a stocked bar off to the side. Walls are decorated with paintings and neon signs, the centerpiece of the room is a large leather couch that wraps around a rectangular mahogany table, and there is a sweet smell of lavender floating in the air.

The beauty of the rest of the home also extends to the basement. Although you’d like to be relieved that it was not the typical torment dungeon like in the movies, the presence of several men sitting on the couch sends shivers down your spine. Almost as if you were an art exhibit, Hanma presents you in front of the guys who all stare blankly, unamused.

Quickly, you recognize Shion who somehow looks even scarier as he leans back in his spot, legs manspreading like he is an authority figure. Across from Shion are both of the Haitani brothers. Rindou leaning forward with his face resting in the palm of his hands as if he is about to sleep and Ran pouting angrily as he holds what appears to be an ice pack over his crotch. Lastly, you notice the droopy-eyed bartender from earlier who still has that look of boredom on his face. After taking note of him, you quickly make the connection as these are the same men that you saw the other night looking as intimidating as ever.

“It’s about damn time you two got down here.” Shion Madarame says with a smirk present on his face.

Hanma just chuckles. He never drops his grin as he lets go of your hand in favor of putting his arm over your shoulders.

“She’s the so-called ‘Person of Interest’. Ask her whatever questions you need, so I can take her home.”

The tall man remarks; however, he is quickly shot down by a pink-haired man.

“Last time I checked, Mikey is the one who calls the shots around here. You just sit and wait for his orders like the attack dog you are.”

“Shut up, Sanzu. I’m not surprised if you knew what Mikey’s ass tastes like considering how often you kiss it.” Hanma responds.

Quickly, Sanzu stands up while twitching his left eye. You feel a lump forming in your throat upon noticing him picking up a diamond-encrusted dagger that rested on the table.

“I should fuckin’ kill you right here.”

“You can try, drug boy,” Hanma says mockingly, prompting Sanzu to begin walking forward but a voice stops him.

“That’s enough. Sit down Hanma and Sanzu so we can get this questioning over with.”

The man next to Sanzu demands with a bored tone. The man is blonde with dark eyes as he leans forward with his elbow resting on his thigh and head on the palm of his hand. He has a dull expression as he looks you up and down trying to read your body language and be slightly intrigued by the hoodie that is way too big for your body. He notices the way you’re slightly fidgeting as you softly run the fingers on your left hand and over your right arm in a self-soothing manner.

Reluctantly, Hanma splits from you to obey his leader. He sits down in the spot closest to you, though you still feel alone as you stand in front of the Kanto Manji Gang.

“That’s definitely her.” The bartender says with a dry tone.

Rindou looks up and you two make eye contact. He just nods his head before uttering:

“Yeah, she came here with that teething bitch.”

Suspicious, the leader named Mikey just peers at Hanma.

“Why was she in your room?”

“It’s a long story.”

“We have all day.” Mikey quickly follows up.

For a moment, Shuji looks at you and you can vaguely make out a subtle look of sadness on his face. Nevertheless, he explains the events from tonight.

“She was drugged, so I took her to my room where she’ll be safe.”

The man next to Shuji just heaves out a chuckle. You quickly take note of his large stature and rattail mohawk. Menacingly, he looks directly at you.

“And here I thought you were just another one of Hanma’s whores.”

“Excuse me, what?”

Those words slip out of your mouth before you could thoroughly process what the man has said. Offended, you just breathe a sigh, trying to calm your nerves. While you’re doing that, Hanma rolls his eyes and his smirk is quickly wiped away by a look of annoyance.

“Hey, ugly bitch. Be careful with who you’re talking to.” Came a threatening tone from Hanma.

The man just faces him, smiling as if he came to a realization. He just continues to laugh.

“Don’t tell me you’re getting pissed, Shuji Hanma.”

“I’m just telling you to be careful. She’s someone that I’ve known for a long time.” Shuji responds.

The man just laughs more, completely amused by Hanma’s eagerness to defend you.

“Long time, eh? About how long we’re talkin’?”

“Mind your fuckin’ business, Mocchi.”

Shuji’s reply came out sharp, showing Mocchi as well as everyone else that his demeanor has changed. This sudden conversion causes an alarming aura to ooze from the black and blonde-haired man. You can only watch as he just cracks his knuckles while glaring intently at the man next to him.

“Damn, did I hit a nerve? All I did was tell her that I thought she was one of your whores.” Mocchi remarks with an amused grin.

This time, a man who has a scar over his face was the one who speaks up.

“Well, now you know that she is not. Let’s get back on topic.”

The guy then looks directly at you and despite his outwardly scary appearance, he presents a soft expression on his face as he asks you a question.

“So you were drugged, correct?”

Hesitantly, you reply with a nod.

“Someone spiked her drink,” Hanma answers while still glaring at Mocchi.

“Thanks but I think she can speak for herself.”

The scar-faced male follows up and then he looks at you again. Although you feel very uncomfortable, you explain:

“I got a drink from the bar then I followed my friend to the dance floor. That was when I started to feel………weird.”

Your explanation prompts everyone to veer at the bartender who is removing a lollipop from his mouth. Just leans forward as his droopy eyes become more focused.

“Wakasa, you were at the bar all night.” Scarface points out.

“I know I was,” Wakasa replies.

The room momentarily goes quiet for a few seconds before Wakasa adds:

“I stayed vigilant, and nobody fucked with her drink.”

After his response, everyone then looks back at you and then Shion speaks with an aggressive tone.

“So you lied to us, woman?”

You open your mouth to deny the accusation; however, Wakasa cuts you off before you could utter a single word.

“Nobody fucked with her drink while she was at my bar. Who’s to say her drink didn’t get spiked when she stepped out of my sight?”

“Did anyone happen to see that shit?” Shion asks.

“If any of us did, then the person responsible would’ve been dealt with.”

This time, another large man who is sitting next to Wakasa answers.

“If you knew she was drugged then why didn’t you do anything about the person who did it?” Shion asks Hanma.

“I never said I didn’t do anything to them.”

An unhinged grin surface on Hanma’s face as he thinks back to his actions earlier that night.

“They were properly dealt with. Speaking of, Ran and Rindou, you two might wanna call the clean-up guys again. This time in your downstairs guest bathroom. You can use my card for the payment.”

Both of the Haitani brothers look directly at Hanma with disgusted faces.

“What the hell did you do?” Rindou asks.

“I’ll tell you two all about it but not while Shortcake is here,” Hanma answers with his usual shit-eating grin.

“Damn you. Is that why you came to my room earlier?!”

Ran angrily shouts, gripping his ice pack tightly.

“I don’t even want to know about what went on down there actually.”

The younger Haitani brother just groans while running his fingers through his hair.

“Knowing Hanma, it’s a fuckin’ mess,” Sanzu adds.

“Who the hell is Shortcake?”

Mikey utters in a soft tone, gathering everyone’s attention. It did not take long for the other men to catch on to the pet name that Hanma revealed. Quickly, they piece it together and Mocchi is the first to point it out.

“I’ve heard you mention that name once before when we were Tenjiku. THIS is that American friend you were telling Kisaki about?”

“Yea.” The black and blonde-haired man proudly admits.

“I thought she was just an imaginary friend.” Shion remarks.

“The more you know,” Sanzu says.

Mikey then looks at you.

“You’re the shortcake?”

You hesitantly nod while being moderately embarrassed by Hanma’s slip-up.

“Why do we keep going off-topic? We still have to finish questioning the lady.”

The scar-faced man says clearly getting impatient. Upon hearing those words, everyone’s attention is then averted back to you.

“So about the drugging thing-” He begins but he’s quickly cut off by Shion.

“We know what happened after that, Kakucho. Let’s ask the important question like, do you have any affiliation with Brahman?”

Once again, you’re confused as you’ve never heard of that name before. Just like before when he already asked you about it earlier, you remain to have the same response. Shaking your head, you softly deny affiliation, but that does little to ease his suspicion.

“I don’t believe you. You came here with that bitch who was clearly planning something.”

Once again, you are reminded of your work friend.

“Where is she?” You ask.

“I’ll tell you once you tell us why the fuck were you two here in the first place.”

Shion’s extremely aggressive questioning earns an annoyed look from Wakasa, the man next to him, and Kakucho while Hanma’s smirk once again drops and is replaced by a demented glare.

Momentarily, you pause trying to process the mixture of emotions that are inside of you. Fear and uncertainty course through your veins from meeting the members of Tokyo’s most terrifying gang. Concern overflows your mind upon fully reminding yourself of your work friend’s unknown fate and annoyance due to Mocchi’s initial offputting comment as well as Shion’s antagonistic behavior. All of these emotions together have you scrambling to find the words.

“Well?!” The light-haired man says, clearly showing that his patience is running thin.

“She asked me to come with her to the party, and I did. Our plan was just to let off some steam and then go home.”

“Yeah well, she almost bit off Ran’s dick.”

“Hey! She didn’t need to know that!” The elder Haitani brother yells, obviously embarrassed.

The reveal catches you off guard slightly and you feel a little bit of amusement bubbling up inside of you. Nevertheless, you continue to display a look of confusion.

“I don’t know what else you want me to say.”

“Prove to us that you’re not one of them.” Shion demands.

“Be realistic. How can expect anyone to do that.” Shuji says giving him a full-on glare as if he has killing intentions.

Shion goes silent for a moment which gives Mikey enough time to take over the interrogation.

“Brahman is a rival gang and your friend is part of it. How did you not know anything about it?”

Shrugging, you reply:

“We just work together. Tonight was actually the first time we actually saw each other outside of our job.”

“So you don’t know anything about what they could be planning?”

“No.” You shake your head.

A loud groan is heard and it came straight from Shion. The light-haired man just stands up before approaching you menacingly.

“Hey, what are you--?”

Hanma stands up as well, getting ready to take Shion’s incoming attack however the black and blonde-haired man is hastily yanked back onto the couch by Mocchi. Much to his dismay, the bigger man then holds him down.

You now display a look of absolute fear in your eyes once Shion is within arms reach of you. The man did not hesitate with grabbing your arm roughly, making you squeal.

“You expect us to believe the shit that came out of your mouth, girl?”

He asks, smiling as he is clearly entertained by the fearful look on your face.

“Take it easy. We have no reason not to believe her.”

Wakasa speaks up in your defense as he starts standing up followed by the larger man who was sitting next to him.

“So you’re just gonna take her word for it?!”

“Why not? She was drugged out in Hanma’s room while her friend tried to kill Ran. That should be proof enough.” The other man replied.

You look past Shion to peer at both of the men, who are clearly the oldest members. Shion quickly forces you to look directly back at him. He does think over the words that were spoken; however, there seems to be a small spark in his eye.

“Yeah, I guess that could be the case, Benkei.”

He says. Although it appears that he is contemplating, Shion still remains to have a tight grip on your arm. The grip is so tight that it feels like he is stopping the blood from flowing. At this point, fear and irritation boil over causing you to subtly grind your teeth.

“You are actually really cute. No wonder Hanma kept you around for so long.”

“Oh God, he’s being a fuckin’ creep now.” Wakasa slyly remarks as he rolls his eyes.

“This is exactly why he doesn’t get girls.” The man named Benkei adds with a smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

You scrunch your face in slight disgust but more-so frustration. Despite that, you try breaking free from his grip but it is to no avail. Hanma can see the change in your expression, and this time, it is he who feels an unhinged aura from you. The man stops writhing under Mocchi as a result, suspecting what is about to happen next.

“Shion, let her go.”

Kakucho demands but he’s ignored. Shion just laughs, feeling you shake in his grasp as the rest of the Kanto Manji Gang executives stand up, getting ready to charge at Shion.

“He said let go of me.”

You muster out though it did not take too much longer before your body reacts to the terrifying encounter before your brain can fully process what is happening. Your free hand rises up and in no time, it makes a harsh impact on Shion's cheek causing him to stumble backward while simultaneously letting go of you. All of the guys - including Mikey - stand in complete shock by your sudden action.

As soon as you calm down slightly, you realize what you have done as Shion regains his composure. Noticing a red handprint on his cheek, you just slightly step back.

“You fuckin’ slapped me!” He shouts.

“As she should’ve. You had no reason to escalate this.” Rindou remarks.

It seems the slap also brought some sense back into Shion as the usually belligerent and loud man just stands quietly. You’re just as surprised as everyone else, and Hanma starts laughing loudly at the turn of events.

“That’s my girl! Fuck, tonight has been nothing but full of surprises!”

He cheers. His demeanor catches Mocchi off guard long enough for him to be forced off Hanma by Kakucho. Almost immediately, Hanma goes to you before gently grabbing your arm and inspecting it.

“You better hope you didn’t break it.” He says.

“Of course, I didn’t,” Shion responds, rubbing his stinging face.

“Yeah ‘cause you might get slapped again,” Benkei says with a series of chuckles.

The Haitani brothers step forward while looking at you. Mikey and Sanzu are the last two to gather around you. The former softly gazes at you and despite his dark eyes and perpetual dark aura, you can see small hints of his childish personality.

“So what’s the verdict, Mikey? Is she safe of what?” Hanma asks the much smaller male.

Everyone in the gang - including you - looks at Mikey waiting for his response. The room is silent as the blonde man just tucks his hands in his black pants before simply stating in a blank tone:

“I highly doubt she’s involved with Brahman based on what we know, so that means you can take her home. Just make sure she does not come back here. Meeting adjourned.”

After stating that, Mikey starts walking towards the stairs followed by Sanzu. Relieved, Hanma puts his arm around you.

“See? I told you that everything will be fine.”

“My friend. Where is she?” You suddenly ask, catching him off guard.

“Relax, she just needs to be questioned a little more.” Rindou answers.

You’re a bit unsatisfied with the answer, but you stop yourself from questioning further knowing that you’ve just barely put everyone’s suspicions at ease. At this point, you’ve learned that despite the Kanto Manji Gang’s awful reputation, the members are nothing how you imagined. Instead of these scary and ruthless gangsters you see on tv, you meet a bunch of guys who you chalk up to being a bunch of weirdos just like Hanma.

“I wouldn’t worry about her much. After all, she did not bother to check for you once at all. She still hasn’t asked about you.” Ran says.

“What?” You ask though you’re slightly relieved at the confirmation that she’s still alive. At the same time, you’re conflicted as you also put the pieces together in regard to your friend’s behavior tonight.

“See, Shortcake? I told you that you have terrible taste in friends.” Hanma remarks.

“And what does that say about you?” Wakasa asks while raising an eyebrow.

The tall man just chuckles again.

“I never said I was a good friend but I’m a helluva lot better than most people.”

The remaining men just listen to Shuji’s response before averting their eyes to see your reaction to it. You just present a half-smile while simultaneously feeling conflicting emotions.

“Whatever the case may be, get her home safely,” Benkei tells Hanma.

“Yes, Benkai. I know what to do.”

Shuji smiles more and then he grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers with his before escorting you to the wooden steps. You two ascend up the stairs and back into the main part of the house, leaving the rest of the executives.

“I can’t believe he let a pint-sized woman shoot him,” Wakasa adds referencing your work friend’s previous actions.

“I can’t believe he has a woman,” Mocchi adds.

The younger Haitani brother then points out Hanma’s behavior.

“He’s so fuckin’ in love with her that it kinda annoys me.”

“I should’ve fucked her instead,” Ran interjects while sighing.

“Yea, she does seem better than the usual women we have here.” Kakucho follows up though he slightly scoffs at Ran’s statement.

Lastly, Shion speaks up while rubbing his still-red cheek. The sparkle in his eyes becomes apparent as a lovesick smile adorns his face.

“She fuckin’ slapped me and I loved it.”

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[Safe to say, the KMG are a bunch of simps but at least you're safe......for now]

[So about that Reader x Draken fic I mentioned a while back. Well, it turned into a threesome with Hanma. If you still want to be on the tag list for that, let me know.]

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